*I'm sure you've all been wondering. What about Yohji and that girl? Well I
finally sat down and wrote it. So here it is, everyone's favorite
chauvinist has to think of someone beside himself. Enjoy! *
(Back at base)
Coming back with a blanket, Yohji covered the girl up. Looking down at her he sighed. "How did you manage to get yourself in such a predicament? Huh, lady?" he whispered. He went back to the kitchen and began to look for something to put hot water in. Finding a large mixing bowl he began the process of filling it and ripping up a bed sheet for makeshift bandages, when he heard a scream coming from the living room.
Yohji ran back in to find the girl standing on the couch, with the blanket clutched around her and screaming at the top of her lungs. Yohji came to stand in front of her. "Hey lady! Calm down, no one is going to hurt you." He said in a calming voice. He could be very convincing.
She quieted and looked down at him. But didn't say a word.
"Why don't you come down and we'll get you cleaned up, huh? Then we can make some nice hot soup." Yohji said and held out his hand to help her.
The girl continued to look at him but she did take his hand and allow him to help her.
"That's it. Now, easy." Yohji said as he helped her off the couch. He smiled to reassure her.
She smiled slightly, and came to stand next to him. The girl kept a hold of Yohji's hand.
Yohji looked at her. She was a pretty girl, or would be once the bruises healed. She had short cut dark brown hair, eyes to match with light skin. The top of her head came just up to Yohji's mouth. He led her to the kitchen and sat her down in a chair. He began talking to her to keep her calm. "So what's your name, sweetie?" he said as he shuffled through a cupboard for a soothing herb mix to put into the hot water. Since the forming of Weiss, Yohji had been named doctor. So even though he was just mediocre at it everyone still came to him with their cuts and gashes.
The girl didn't say anything. She looked around the kitchen and watched Yohji as he made his way around it. Picking up a couple of the bandages off the table she began to form letters.
Yohji, finding his mix, came to stand in from of her. He was just about to put a couple of scoops into the bowl when he saw what the girl had done with the bandages. "Iria, that's your name huh?" he asked looking back at the girl.
Iria smiled shyly and nodded, she found that she liked this blonde man he was gentle.
"That is a lovely name. My name is Yohji Kudou, at your service miss." Yohji said bowing at the waist, then he put the mix in the water. He stirred it and put some of the bandages into it to soak. Then he reached for a washcloth and dipped it in the water. Sitting down in a chair, he reached over to wash the dirt from her face.
Iria began to shy away.
"Shush now, it's okay." He said gently, " I just wanted to help." Slowly he began to wipe a scratch on her face. "See, that's not so bad."
Iria looked at him, the slight shy smile reappearing. She let him wash her face and apply a salve to her cuts. After he was done he began with her hands and arms, washing, applying salve and wrapping the worst of the wounds.
As he worked he wondered why any one would want to hurt such a sweet kid. He kept talking to her about his life, job and friends. "So, you see my friends aren't such bad guys. They're just hard to live with. With the exception of Omi, that kid is a real charmer, you'd like him." He got up and started to kneel by her feet to bandage up her right leg. It had a nasty cut on it. Just then he heard the front door open. He stood and looked at Iria, "Wait here, sweetie. I'll be right back." With that he patted her on the head and went out to the living room.
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Aya pushed the door open and held it for Kasumi.
Ken followed and had to turn on his side to get him and Omi through the door. He walked to the living room and stopped. Turing back around he looked at Aya "I'm going to take Omi to his apartment and try to get him to wake up or put him to bed. Alright?"
Aya nodded and then looked at Kasumi. He began to wonder what he was going to do with her, when he heard a voice behind him.
"Whoa! Aya! Since when do you bring girls home?" Yohji said and laughed.
Aya whirled around to face the other man. "I don't. But, this is a long story. Do we still have some of those Szechwan noodles left over?"
Yohji looked at the red head "Yeah, but would you mind introducing your guest."
"Oh, right." Aya said and looked over at Kasumi. "This is Kasumi. Kasumi, this is Yohji Kudou."
"Another associate? It's a pleasure to meet you." Kasumi said holding out her hand and looking from Aya to Yohji.
"Yes," Yohji replied coming up to stand in front of her. He took her hand and kissed it. "The pleasure, I assure you miss, is all mine."
"I'm sure it is." Aya growled. "Kasumi are you hungry?"
Taking her hand from Yohji she said "Famished! Where's there's food, lead on."
Aya turned and began to make his way towards the kitchen, just as Yohji jumped in front of him.
"You've had a long evening. Why don't you sit down and let me you get you both some thing?" Yohji said. He wasn't too sure he wanted Aya to see Iria. Not after he had brought home a lady.
"Yohji, I'm sure I can handle it." Aya said and started to make his way around Yohji.
Moving to stand in the way, Yohji said "No, it's alright I don't mind really."
Moving to the other side and growing very irritated, Aya said, "Yohji, I've cooked after a mission before and I can do it now. What is in there that you don't want me to see?"
Yohji didn't say anything, just moved to stand in front of the red head.
Finally having enough Aya shoved Yohji out of the way and stomped to the kitchen. Bursting through the door, he found a girl sitting in a chair with a blanket wrapped around her. She looked up at him, her eyes growing big.
Yohji followed. Pushing past Aya, he came to stand over Iria protectively.
Aya was not in a good mood now. "Who the hell is this?" He asked waving a hand at Akira. Kasumi came in behind him and was looking over his shoulder.
"Aya, calm down! This is Iria. She is also a long story." Yohji said. He had an angry glint in his eye.
Kasumi taking stock of the situation immediately said "Why don't you boys, take this out to the living room? I'll take care of things here." Turning to Iria, "Hi, I'm Kasumi."
Aya and Yohji looked at each other. Then they went out to the living room.
Kasumi could hear them shouting at one another, over her and Iria. Shrugging, she went over to the fridge and began going through its contents. Finding the Szechwan noodles she set it on the table and went looking for a set of chopsticks. All the while Iria watched her. Kasumi looked at Iria, "Would you like some?"
Iria looked at her, then at the noodles, then back at Kasumi. Licking her lips, she smiled and nodded.
"Okay. I'll just find us some plates and an extra set of chopsticks for you." Kasumi said and smiled back. Just then Aya and Yohji burst through the kitchen door.
"You, don't understand, Aya! I couldn't leave her there. She might have died." Yohji yelled.
"Like hell you couldn't! All you would have had to do is call an ambulance and they would have taken care of it. Yohji, you can't just bring any one home. But, like that has ever stopped you before! We really didn't need another houseguest." Aya snapped back and began to come towards Yohji.
"Aya stop being such an asshole. I wanted to help her." Yohji replied and went the other way around the table to avoid the angry red head's grasp.
"Yes, I'm sure you did! You, with your ulterior motives, the same one that drives you to be nice to any pretty girl." Aya waved a hand at Iria to emphasis his point. Then began to follow Yohji around the table. He wanted to just beat the crap out of that man.
"Well, look who's talking. You bring home your first girl, excluding your sister last summer, in ages and you hardly know her. You whose idea of saying yes to a pick up line is a grunt!" Yohji said and began to go the other way around the table.
"Well, at least I don't sleep with anything in a skirt!" Aya snapped. He went in the other direction.
Kasumi, who had been ignored throughout the argument, had hopped up to sit on the counter and watch the two men fight. Some how this had to end.
"At least I have a sex life. Mr. I'm too cool for a date." Yohji snapped back and waved his hand at Aya. All the while bouncing out of his reach.
"Alright. I really didn't need to hear that!" Kasumi yelled. She hopped off the counter and came to stand between the two men. "Guys, it's been a long night for everyone. Could we please take this up in the morning?" Turing to look right at Yohji, she said, "Why don't you take Iria and get her some thing to wear besides a blanket and some place to sleep? Okay?" Then she turned to Aya. "Why don't you go on to bed too, I'm sure Yohji can help me find some where to crash. Okay?"
Aya looked at her and nodded. Then he looked at Yohji, he glared, and growled some then turned and left the kitchen. Running a hand through his hair, he headed up to his apartment.
Kasumi watched him go. She heard a door slam from somewhere upstairs. She walked out of the kitchen, sat on the couch and put her head in her hands.
Yohji watched Aya and Kasumi leave. Turning to Iria he said, "Come on, sweetie. Let's get you something more to wear and a nice bed. Okay."
Iria looked back at him. The argument had startled her. But, she nodded and put one trembling hand into his.
As they walked out of the kitchen, Yohji noticed Kasumi. It looked as if she had been crying. He walked over to her. "Is there any thing I can do?" He asked laying a hand on her shoulder.
Kasumi wiped her face, "That's very kind of you." She said. "Maybe a blanket, a pillow and some Kleenex?" She looked up at him.
"I can arrange that. Let me put Iria to bed, and I'll be right back to help you." He said kindly. He wasn't sure why he was being so nice. It was very unlike him. Perhaps it had to do with the fact that there were two lovely ladies in the house? He shrugged and made his way upstairs with Iria at his side. They came to his apartment. Opening the door, he led Iria inside. He sat her down on the couch and went to his room. After shuffling through a few drawers he found a big over sized t-shirt. He went over to his bed and took one of the blankets and a pillow off and went back into the living area. "Here you go sweetie." He handed the shirt to Iria. "You can change in the bathroom and I'll prepare your bed." He pointed over across the room to the bathroom.
Iria took the shirt, stood and went into the bathroom. Coming back out, she whirled around to show it to Yohji. She smiled at him when she stopped.
Yohji clapped and smiled back. He pointed to the couch, where he had laid out the blanket and pillow. "Here's your bed. Is that okay?"
Iria looked at him then at the couch. She nodded her approval, then came over and lay on it.
Yohji covered her up then kissed her on the top of the head. "Sleep good sweetie and tomorrow will go and get you some clothes." It was like having a little sister some how. He looked at her but she was already asleep. Smiling, he went back down stairs to help Kasumi.
He found her asleep, leaning on an arm of the couch. Yohji came over and covered her with a blanket. "Whatever stories there are to be told, will have to wait till morning. " He whispered and went back upstairs to find his own rest.
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Authors Notes: Okay, there it is. Is it too sappy? I had hoped to portray Yohji as a little more gentle but still the player. Let me know what you think. I'm open to advice and criticism. Thanks again. ~Arzetta
(Back at base)
Coming back with a blanket, Yohji covered the girl up. Looking down at her he sighed. "How did you manage to get yourself in such a predicament? Huh, lady?" he whispered. He went back to the kitchen and began to look for something to put hot water in. Finding a large mixing bowl he began the process of filling it and ripping up a bed sheet for makeshift bandages, when he heard a scream coming from the living room.
Yohji ran back in to find the girl standing on the couch, with the blanket clutched around her and screaming at the top of her lungs. Yohji came to stand in front of her. "Hey lady! Calm down, no one is going to hurt you." He said in a calming voice. He could be very convincing.
She quieted and looked down at him. But didn't say a word.
"Why don't you come down and we'll get you cleaned up, huh? Then we can make some nice hot soup." Yohji said and held out his hand to help her.
The girl continued to look at him but she did take his hand and allow him to help her.
"That's it. Now, easy." Yohji said as he helped her off the couch. He smiled to reassure her.
She smiled slightly, and came to stand next to him. The girl kept a hold of Yohji's hand.
Yohji looked at her. She was a pretty girl, or would be once the bruises healed. She had short cut dark brown hair, eyes to match with light skin. The top of her head came just up to Yohji's mouth. He led her to the kitchen and sat her down in a chair. He began talking to her to keep her calm. "So what's your name, sweetie?" he said as he shuffled through a cupboard for a soothing herb mix to put into the hot water. Since the forming of Weiss, Yohji had been named doctor. So even though he was just mediocre at it everyone still came to him with their cuts and gashes.
The girl didn't say anything. She looked around the kitchen and watched Yohji as he made his way around it. Picking up a couple of the bandages off the table she began to form letters.
Yohji, finding his mix, came to stand in from of her. He was just about to put a couple of scoops into the bowl when he saw what the girl had done with the bandages. "Iria, that's your name huh?" he asked looking back at the girl.
Iria smiled shyly and nodded, she found that she liked this blonde man he was gentle.
"That is a lovely name. My name is Yohji Kudou, at your service miss." Yohji said bowing at the waist, then he put the mix in the water. He stirred it and put some of the bandages into it to soak. Then he reached for a washcloth and dipped it in the water. Sitting down in a chair, he reached over to wash the dirt from her face.
Iria began to shy away.
"Shush now, it's okay." He said gently, " I just wanted to help." Slowly he began to wipe a scratch on her face. "See, that's not so bad."
Iria looked at him, the slight shy smile reappearing. She let him wash her face and apply a salve to her cuts. After he was done he began with her hands and arms, washing, applying salve and wrapping the worst of the wounds.
As he worked he wondered why any one would want to hurt such a sweet kid. He kept talking to her about his life, job and friends. "So, you see my friends aren't such bad guys. They're just hard to live with. With the exception of Omi, that kid is a real charmer, you'd like him." He got up and started to kneel by her feet to bandage up her right leg. It had a nasty cut on it. Just then he heard the front door open. He stood and looked at Iria, "Wait here, sweetie. I'll be right back." With that he patted her on the head and went out to the living room.
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Aya pushed the door open and held it for Kasumi.
Ken followed and had to turn on his side to get him and Omi through the door. He walked to the living room and stopped. Turing back around he looked at Aya "I'm going to take Omi to his apartment and try to get him to wake up or put him to bed. Alright?"
Aya nodded and then looked at Kasumi. He began to wonder what he was going to do with her, when he heard a voice behind him.
"Whoa! Aya! Since when do you bring girls home?" Yohji said and laughed.
Aya whirled around to face the other man. "I don't. But, this is a long story. Do we still have some of those Szechwan noodles left over?"
Yohji looked at the red head "Yeah, but would you mind introducing your guest."
"Oh, right." Aya said and looked over at Kasumi. "This is Kasumi. Kasumi, this is Yohji Kudou."
"Another associate? It's a pleasure to meet you." Kasumi said holding out her hand and looking from Aya to Yohji.
"Yes," Yohji replied coming up to stand in front of her. He took her hand and kissed it. "The pleasure, I assure you miss, is all mine."
"I'm sure it is." Aya growled. "Kasumi are you hungry?"
Taking her hand from Yohji she said "Famished! Where's there's food, lead on."
Aya turned and began to make his way towards the kitchen, just as Yohji jumped in front of him.
"You've had a long evening. Why don't you sit down and let me you get you both some thing?" Yohji said. He wasn't too sure he wanted Aya to see Iria. Not after he had brought home a lady.
"Yohji, I'm sure I can handle it." Aya said and started to make his way around Yohji.
Moving to stand in the way, Yohji said "No, it's alright I don't mind really."
Moving to the other side and growing very irritated, Aya said, "Yohji, I've cooked after a mission before and I can do it now. What is in there that you don't want me to see?"
Yohji didn't say anything, just moved to stand in front of the red head.
Finally having enough Aya shoved Yohji out of the way and stomped to the kitchen. Bursting through the door, he found a girl sitting in a chair with a blanket wrapped around her. She looked up at him, her eyes growing big.
Yohji followed. Pushing past Aya, he came to stand over Iria protectively.
Aya was not in a good mood now. "Who the hell is this?" He asked waving a hand at Akira. Kasumi came in behind him and was looking over his shoulder.
"Aya, calm down! This is Iria. She is also a long story." Yohji said. He had an angry glint in his eye.
Kasumi taking stock of the situation immediately said "Why don't you boys, take this out to the living room? I'll take care of things here." Turning to Iria, "Hi, I'm Kasumi."
Aya and Yohji looked at each other. Then they went out to the living room.
Kasumi could hear them shouting at one another, over her and Iria. Shrugging, she went over to the fridge and began going through its contents. Finding the Szechwan noodles she set it on the table and went looking for a set of chopsticks. All the while Iria watched her. Kasumi looked at Iria, "Would you like some?"
Iria looked at her, then at the noodles, then back at Kasumi. Licking her lips, she smiled and nodded.
"Okay. I'll just find us some plates and an extra set of chopsticks for you." Kasumi said and smiled back. Just then Aya and Yohji burst through the kitchen door.
"You, don't understand, Aya! I couldn't leave her there. She might have died." Yohji yelled.
"Like hell you couldn't! All you would have had to do is call an ambulance and they would have taken care of it. Yohji, you can't just bring any one home. But, like that has ever stopped you before! We really didn't need another houseguest." Aya snapped back and began to come towards Yohji.
"Aya stop being such an asshole. I wanted to help her." Yohji replied and went the other way around the table to avoid the angry red head's grasp.
"Yes, I'm sure you did! You, with your ulterior motives, the same one that drives you to be nice to any pretty girl." Aya waved a hand at Iria to emphasis his point. Then began to follow Yohji around the table. He wanted to just beat the crap out of that man.
"Well, look who's talking. You bring home your first girl, excluding your sister last summer, in ages and you hardly know her. You whose idea of saying yes to a pick up line is a grunt!" Yohji said and began to go the other way around the table.
"Well, at least I don't sleep with anything in a skirt!" Aya snapped. He went in the other direction.
Kasumi, who had been ignored throughout the argument, had hopped up to sit on the counter and watch the two men fight. Some how this had to end.
"At least I have a sex life. Mr. I'm too cool for a date." Yohji snapped back and waved his hand at Aya. All the while bouncing out of his reach.
"Alright. I really didn't need to hear that!" Kasumi yelled. She hopped off the counter and came to stand between the two men. "Guys, it's been a long night for everyone. Could we please take this up in the morning?" Turing to look right at Yohji, she said, "Why don't you take Iria and get her some thing to wear besides a blanket and some place to sleep? Okay?" Then she turned to Aya. "Why don't you go on to bed too, I'm sure Yohji can help me find some where to crash. Okay?"
Aya looked at her and nodded. Then he looked at Yohji, he glared, and growled some then turned and left the kitchen. Running a hand through his hair, he headed up to his apartment.
Kasumi watched him go. She heard a door slam from somewhere upstairs. She walked out of the kitchen, sat on the couch and put her head in her hands.
Yohji watched Aya and Kasumi leave. Turning to Iria he said, "Come on, sweetie. Let's get you something more to wear and a nice bed. Okay."
Iria looked back at him. The argument had startled her. But, she nodded and put one trembling hand into his.
As they walked out of the kitchen, Yohji noticed Kasumi. It looked as if she had been crying. He walked over to her. "Is there any thing I can do?" He asked laying a hand on her shoulder.
Kasumi wiped her face, "That's very kind of you." She said. "Maybe a blanket, a pillow and some Kleenex?" She looked up at him.
"I can arrange that. Let me put Iria to bed, and I'll be right back to help you." He said kindly. He wasn't sure why he was being so nice. It was very unlike him. Perhaps it had to do with the fact that there were two lovely ladies in the house? He shrugged and made his way upstairs with Iria at his side. They came to his apartment. Opening the door, he led Iria inside. He sat her down on the couch and went to his room. After shuffling through a few drawers he found a big over sized t-shirt. He went over to his bed and took one of the blankets and a pillow off and went back into the living area. "Here you go sweetie." He handed the shirt to Iria. "You can change in the bathroom and I'll prepare your bed." He pointed over across the room to the bathroom.
Iria took the shirt, stood and went into the bathroom. Coming back out, she whirled around to show it to Yohji. She smiled at him when she stopped.
Yohji clapped and smiled back. He pointed to the couch, where he had laid out the blanket and pillow. "Here's your bed. Is that okay?"
Iria looked at him then at the couch. She nodded her approval, then came over and lay on it.
Yohji covered her up then kissed her on the top of the head. "Sleep good sweetie and tomorrow will go and get you some clothes." It was like having a little sister some how. He looked at her but she was already asleep. Smiling, he went back down stairs to help Kasumi.
He found her asleep, leaning on an arm of the couch. Yohji came over and covered her with a blanket. "Whatever stories there are to be told, will have to wait till morning. " He whispered and went back upstairs to find his own rest.
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Authors Notes: Okay, there it is. Is it too sappy? I had hoped to portray Yohji as a little more gentle but still the player. Let me know what you think. I'm open to advice and criticism. Thanks again. ~Arzetta