A Belated Fic of Halloween

Halloween Party

Pairing : SchuldichxKen, CrawfordxRan, OmixNagi, Yohji+Farfarello (= O.o ??!!?)

Disclaimer : none of these beautiful boys belong to me coz I'm just a poor fanfic writer that is constantly depressed over all the exams and works.

Summary : Both groups are persuaded by the chibis, both groups meet in the fated place on one day, Ken is in a gang rape ( O.o ) , Yohji is bored and Farfie comes to help ??!!? ( O.o ). The answer is Halloween Party  ^_^ Happy Belated Halloween and please review ne?

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Chapter Three : When the assassins meet the others ( Part 1 )

After about 20 minutes later, all the Weiss boys had arrived in the meeting place. Yohji arrived shortly after Aya and Omi while Ken arrived the latest but was still able to catch up with his teammates. He parked his bike beside Yohji's car.

A whistle came from Yohji's lips as he assessed the one who arrived the last. "Wow, never thought that Ken-ken is into a neko."

Ken said nothing but merely blushed. He suddenly felt self-conscious of his own costume.

# Well, no back off , Hidaka, it's not that bad… #

As Ken was assuring himself and gaining his confidence, he didn't realize that Yohji had stood in front of him until Yohji stroke those bells around his neck. Ken gasped in surprised and gazed up not a little bit aware that it would just make the things worse. Because of his jerking, it brought their faces separated merely in few centis and those lips were even in a dangerous place.

"It sounds nice, Ken-neko-chan…" Yohji's voice was deeper than usual and it voiced enough of lust that could make Ken shuddered. And Ken did shudder.  He even felt a shiver ran down through his spine because Yohji said that on his ear, making his hot breathe tickled his shell of ear. Then once again the chimes of the bells woke him up from whatever he had imagined.

He looked again and he relieved that Yohji had back off and a mischief grin plastered on his face.

"Hn…that's not funny Kudou!!!" Ken gave him the best imitation of Aya's trademark glare but somehow he knew that his glare affected none to the playboy blonde. It was because either Yohji had been used to it or simply because his glare was not good enough even as an imitation.

"Cut it out you two or else we leave both of you again." Aya's stern voice cut the argument that were surely would spark if he didn't interfere. Ken just snorted then he walked passed them to catch up with Omi who had walked in front of them.

Aya was not immediately followed those younger teammates but he stood there and let his gaze lingered to Ken's nice ass that was shown clearly with that form-fitting white cat suit and heard the bells jingled whenever Ken took one step. His eyes raked over that petite but muscle –packed body but still reminding himself for not drooling over it. Sure Ken was delicious and for once, Yohji was right.

"So are our mighty-cold- leader sama also lusting of our Ken-neko-chan?" Yohji whispered so sensually to Aya and woke him from his thought as his gazes were still focused to that nice little ass that wiggled along his walk.

"Well, can't say that he is not hot." Aya said that as a matter of fact then he walked to catch up to his younger friends, not even bothering to look back at Yohji.

Yohji stood still and lit one cigarette as he admired the view of his leader walking in front of him. How his hips swayed and how the clothes hugged the overall of the slim appearance, feminine but masculine, androgyny to the least yet that only made him more attractive than ever. Yohji took several drags then he grounded his cigarette and walked into the crowded club.

# Well, what will happen to this night? And who ever know?… # With that thought, he followed his teammates.

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"So this is the meeting place eh?" Schuldich came out from the car and observed the place. It was situated rather outside of the town but not deserted. "Hmm…Salvanos? Weird name for a club though…"

Crawford came out from the car followed by Nagi and Farfarello that was still covering his eyes and refused to look at Nagi. Crawford locked the door then he tensed for a moment. I could guess that he was 100% was receiving his vision again. Well this was not the first time he looked at the precog leader in that state. But…the way he smirk after that tense moment somehow telling me that this night would be fun or else it would be disaster. A smirking Crawford was not a good sign but it was not a bad sign nonetheless because it meant that we would have our fun today.

"Come let's us go inside. Something fun has waited for us."

"Well, that's obvious, Crawford but I'll let all of you by yourself. Just make sure don't interrupt my date with Omi-koi if you don't want to kiss the wall." It was Nagi's threat and he was serious.

"Hai, hai, chibi, just don't tire yourself up." Schuldich only waved his hand and walked passed them into the club. Next he was followed by the rest of his teammates.

***

Inside the club was crowded but it was okay by Schuldich coz he had been used to it. His emeralds eyes swept through the whole club as soon as he was inside under the dim light and the flash of spotlight that was not idle. The north from the entrance door was the DJ system and all the sound system along with it the dance floor that was crowded with gyrating bodies pressed to others, males ,females all were lost in the beat and the rhythm of the whatever music blasted out from the speakers. To the east wing, there was a bar, long table bar along with the stools and various liquors along the shelves. Then the west part of the club was dimmer than the other part of the club and if you restrained your ears you would likely hear moans came form it. Well what were you expecting from a club, this was a club, anyway.

Schuldich gazed over his teammates and he saw his leader was going to the bar while Nagi ran to the DJ stage. After he looked carefully to the DJ, he recognized that it was actually Omi with his witch and gothic appearance costume. Schuldich only grinned while his mind wondered whether the whole Weiss showed up here and if yes, what costume they would be wearing? So Omi was a witch, then the playboy Kudou perhaps something dead sexy like a low hips hugging tight pants and shimmering top shirt? Then his gaze stopped at a particular honey blonde male in the dance floor dressed in cowboy outfit.

# Well, definitely Kudou… #

Schuldich then decided to grab a glass of liquor first then after that he started his evening. So he walked to the bar and the sight greeted him was shocking. Yes it was definitely a shock but he covered it easily and sauntered over the bar with his usual graceful style. He ordered a glass of beer then he walked with grin plastered to his face towards those two leaders. As he approached them. He carefully studied the costume that Abynissian was wearing.

# A kimono, hell if you really thing it is a kimono though…nice costume Abynissian, never thought you're actually a cross-dresser. #

He raked his observation to Aya's pale skin that was showed up, the long gracious neck, not to mention the beautiful limbs that was crossed on the stool before which caused his pale thighs were shown then the low neck of the kimono that was lowered in a manner so that the whole collarbone, shoulders and shoulder blades were exposed.

# Gods!!! Is he a slut or an assassins as I believe? Damn! He can make those whole people dying over his hells if he want…And just how he could get there safely? #

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Crawford went toward the bar where he knew that a certain redhead was there from his vision. And once again his vision proved to be true as soon as he got to the bar, he could see their rival's leader was sitting there with a crossed legs that was only exposing his pale white thighs which were screaming to be touched. Crawford smirked and just quickened his steps.

From this distance, Crawford took a better view on Aya's costume. It was black kimono with purple orchids pattern and was cut low, showing all the pale skin of the upper region of his body. Gods…how did he long to run his fingers upon those pale smooth skin that was begging to be touched, to be sucked and to be kissed. Well it was normal after all, Crawford had had his mind on Aya the very first time he saw his reflection on those perfect amethyst orbs that were full of feelings and almost drowned him into the intensities. And now, here he was standing just beside his prey with all the whore-like kimono.

"Good evening, lady…" Crawford greeted Aya who did not know Crawford's presence until Crawford greeted him.

Aya turned his head around to look at who was calling him lady and sent his death glare. Crawford meanwhile was not missing the chance to see how those graceful neck turned. All motion was perfect, as perfect as the owner.

"Crawford…"

The way the purple eyed male called his name almost made him lost his control. The voice was light but it held the intensity of feelings that was intoxicating and Crawford was hoping to hear more version of his name called out from those lips that were painted in soft violet, such as one when the redhead writhed under him and begged him.

"What are you doing here?"

The question from Aya woke him from his train on thoughts. Crawford quickly regained his composure then settled himself on the stool beside the beauty and ordered a glass of whisky with soda. He could felt those purple eyes were examining him and raking up and down.

It was the least of all people that Aya had hoped to be met in this kind of club. It was Crawford who sat beside him and the one who called him, not any other random physco pervert guys. Aya looked carefully on him and he found that Crawford did suit in his costume. It was a usual clothes worn by the 18th century nobleman along with the frills. The outer deep blue long coat with velvety texture only accentuating the aristocratic atmosphere around him. Not to mention that he wore a pair of white gloves. Crawford was like a nobleman all in the contrary of his own clothes that was very whore-like.

# So I'm seducing Crawford tonight? # The thought of him like a slut seducing over his master entered his thought and it only threatened his thin self-control even more. Though he didn't know that this thought also appeared in Crawford mind as he admired the beauty of the ice-prince.

# …or should I call princess…? #

Crawford only smiled.  # This night will be the best night for me and…for you, my whore…Ran Fujimiya #

***

"Hello, gentlemen!" Schuldich did greet those icy leaders and made both of them stopped talking and looked up at him. He got a better look on Aya's face and he could see that his simple make up only making him even more prettier. He unconsciously took Aya's right hand and kissed the back of the hand even before Aya could complain. "Or should I call you lady?"

Schuldich knew he was risking his life by pulling a play like that with Aya but hell he just could not resist it. He looked up and was welcomed by a death glare patented by Aya. Crawford on the other hand found this amusing him as his hazel eyes sparked with amusement.

"Hn. You can call me Aya." Aya offered the answer calmly but still rather feeling irritated, either being interrupted by Schuldich or because of Schuldich's teasing.

"You sure know how to pick a beautiful prey eh Brad?" Schuldich turned his head and smirked to his leader but he stole a glance to Aya and recognized the faint blush there. Aya realized he was still being watched by Schuldich so he turned his head away from him

"Call me Crawford." Crawford replied in an authorative tone perhaps realizing that it could bring a shiver ran down the Weiss' redhead's spine while Schuldich merely smirk. "And yes, he, indeed is my prey…" At that Crawford pulled Aya into his feet and into his embrace. Aya did yelp a little as he was surprised but when he was ready to complain, he found his mouth was locked by Crawford's.

The whole action was to display to Schuldich that Aya was Crawford's and Schuldich merely stood there and admired the open display of Crawford's rare possessiveness. It was a short kiss but effectively silenced the pretty redhead.

"So, you better find another prey." Crawford said right to Schuldich after kissing Aya, still in the tone that sent shiver to Aya's spine and he still kept his hand circled on Aya's waist, pulling him up to lean on him as the balance.

Schuldich chuckled and said, "Hai, hai, leader-sama, enjoy your prey!" with that he walked away from those leaders. Eager on finding a prey of his and a certain brunette male was entering his mind. He smirked at his mind decision then he set on a journey to find his own particular prey.

# Wonder what will he wear…his soccer clothes? Perhaps, perhaps…#

***

Once Schuldich was out from his view, Aya didn't bother to detached himself from Crawford, instead he was comfortable being held like this but he did ask.

"Who says I'm your prey?" Aya scowled but he didn't look up to see Crawford, he was actually a little bit scared that he would lose his control. It had been a secret that neither of his teammates knew that he was lusting over the cold, calm, controlled and authoritive bastard of Schwarz's leader despite he hated all the authoritive freaks but he just could not hate this particular person that capture his vision since the first time he met him.

"Well, because you're too damn pretty that perhaps men and women are daring for dying over you?" Crawford whispered those words in his baritone, deep voice which hinted lust and passion that only made Aya shuddered to think what would happen to him this night.

"And I want you…" His legs suddenly gave up as Crawford ended his sentence by taking a lick on his shell of ear. If it was not because of Crawford's hand that was supporting him, he was sure he would be on the floor by now. Aya suppressed his moan but he felt he was leaning more to Crawford and his hand was on Crawford's hard chest.

Then Crawford took a hold of Aya's chin, tilted his head up and claimed those exquisite lips into one long, passionate, hard kiss. Aya didn't mind of the harshness hell even he was more aroused so he let Crawford fuck his mouth for a while then joined into the battle of tongues but as it was expected, Crawford won over Aya and dominated him.

Crawford trailed his kiss down to the open neck. He kissed the soft skin there and sucked it hard. Definitely marking his prey while Aya only groaned as he was marked. Then Crawford's gloved hand moved up to feel those silky flesh of the bare shoulder as his lips was busy on kissing, licking, and sucking the neck and the collarbone. Aya threw back his head in pleasure as he moaned and buried his fingers on those black tresses.

"Crawford…"

# Damn if he keeps to moan like that, I think I can lose my control and that's not a good thing. # Crawford focused his mind and ended his ministration. He pulled Aya up into his lap and kiss his cheek lightly. While Aya was still dazed and just leaned on Crawford. Aya was slightly blushing, he almost moaned out loud when Crawford's hand secured on his lap, practically so close to his groin that was already excited from the previous action.

"The night is still young, we can have all the fun later…" Crawford said that though he knew he himself didn't know whether he could hold himself till that time or not. Aya only nodded and added with his soft voice, "Whatever you want…"

Crawford just smirked and once again his gloved hand tilted Aya's head and kissed him hard, despite that they were still on the bar. Both of them were oblivious to their surrounding.

Continue or not….

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hahahahaha I did it!!!! Yay!!!! So how's the fan service from Crawford and Aya??? Is it good enough???? Tell me what you think about it!!!!!

And well just like Crawford, the night is still too young so hahahahahaha perhaps more graphic in later chapters just like "the night is still young…." Hahahahahaha

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