AN: Thank you for all the reviews! I never expected to hear so many
responses from readers. ^_^ Can you tell how happy I am? Anyways, be
warned, there are some OOCness in this chapter ^^;; Especially with Aya.
Disclaimer: Don't own anything.
Chapter 1
"What the hell are you doing here Schuldig?" His quiet tone all but implied that the Weiß red head wanted nothing more than to hack the longhaired German into tiny pieces right there, right now.
"What nasty thoughts kitten. I just wanted to see you, since you acted so coldly towards the gifts I sent you, and I want to know where I did wrong. Any other person would be throwing themselves into my arms by now," Schuldig grinned and reached across to put his hand over Aya's shaking one.
"Well have you thought of the fact that maybe I'm DIFFERENT from normal people? That there was no name or address on the stuff you sent. And I would never accept things from anyone, least of all from Schwarz." Aya hissed as calmly as he could, his urge to kill wasn't being helped by the fact that he couldn't pull his hand back from the German's strong grip.
"What's so different about you?" Schuldig gave the other a sharp look. "You eat, talk, walk, and sleep, the only difference is that you have a slightly more exciting career than the average human. And if you don't accept things from strangers, how do you explain the fact that you didn't throw them away when you first received them?"
"Because." Aya broke off, this was extremely weird to him to be sitting in a café chatting with an enemy. "I'm not obligated to answer you. Let go of me now or." the glacial glare finished the sentence.
""Or shi-ne?" the other red heard laughed. "Don't worry, I didn't read your mind. It doesn't matter if you won't answer now, I'll know the answer sooner or later."
"Why don't you just read my mind right now and get it over with Schuldig? I don't have time to play around with you."
"Are you offering yourself to me kitten? Is it because you have to visit your precious imouto-chan? Isn't she in Meio Academy now that she's out of her coma? I should pay her a visit too, and ask her what her onii-chan likes," the words were barely out of Schuldig's mouth before he found himself suddenly jerked up by the collar of his jacket by an extremely pissed off kitty.
"You touch one hair on her head you bastard and I'll make sure that the rest of your days will be worse than Hell." Aya threatened quietly, the calm expression even scarier than usual. If he looked around, he would've noticed all the other customers and workers backing away from the two red heads slowly.
Not one to miss a good opportunity, the German smirked, before giving Aya's nose a little lick. The Japanese man jumped back in surprise and Schuldig used the chance to free himself and drop back down into his seat, fixing his jacket.
"Your warning is a little too late," Schuldig murmured to himself, before gesturing Aya to sit down too. "I'm not here to fight with you today. Do you have time next Saturday?"
The Weiß redhead gave the German a blank look. "Why? And what makes you think that you will be able to kidnap me after informing me about it first?"
"Because if you are free then I'm inviting you to join me," Schuldig sighed painfully when the other man still had a confused expression, the man was sheltered for sure, but this was too much to believe. "I'm asking you out on a date, not kidnapping, and I think that it will be very hard for you to refuse. I trust that you recognize this." The German reached into his pocket and pulled out a small strand of gold.
Instantly, Aya's hand flew to his ear, where the complementary earring was dangling. There was no doubt that the jewel Schuldig was holding belonged to Aya-chan.
"I see that you know this," the European placed the earring back into his pocket carefully before getting up. "I'll see you next Saturday then. I'll send you the exact address and time later this week." With that, the smiling German man walked out of the restaurant leaving Aya alone to imagine the state that his imouto was in.
~*~*~*~
The bell on the door jingled merrily announcing a new costumer arriving at the Koneko no Sumi le, making a certain red head drop his broom, he unusual act making all the other florists in the shop look at their leader in concern.
"Aya-kun, are you feeling okay? You have been acting very nervous these couple of days," Omi asked. Ever since the older Weiß member came home from a walk a few days ago, Aya seemed to have sunk back into his old brooding self when his sister was still unconscious. The only time he would come out of his room was for the meals and his shifts in the flower shop. But every time the other members of Weiß asked him, they would be treated to the same shi-ne glare and told to back off. It worried the youngest of the four always acting as the mother hen to the older guys, who thought that Aya-kun was actually opening up to the rest of them.
"I'm okay," the red head snapped and went to join the group of high school girls in the shop to avoid being questioned further.
Yohji, Ken, and Omi shared a worried look between themselves. Whatever the redhead was suffering from, it must be something serious, or else for someone like Aya who valued his personal space so much to willingly let the merciless giggling girls surround him.
"Leave it to me, I'll get him out of his shell," the blond playboy mouthed to the two youngest members before being swept away by his hoard of female admirers.
~*~*~*~
There was still no message from the Schwarz telepath. Aya didn't know whether he should be glad or scared. But one thing was for sure, Schuldig was not going to let him go so easily.
"Aya!"
The red head looked up into a pair of annoyed green eyes. "What do you want?"
"Nothing except for the fact that I've been calling your name for the last five minutes," Yohji said sarcastically. "You seem so out of it man. What's bothering you? Come on, the Chibi is inside, you can tell me," The playboy put on his best man to man tone and slung an arm good-naturedly across his team-mate's shoulders.
"Why does everyone think that something is wrong with me?" the younger man demanded emotionlessly, throwing Yohji's arm off of his shoulders.
"Don't tell me that you're seeing someone right now!" the blond didn't take the hint to shut up when Aya froze in his tracks. "Bingo! I knew it! You can't fool me when it comes to woman. So what is she like Aya? Must be something special to turn you into a person who looks like he just lost his soul," Yohji went on when he mistakenly took the blush on Aya's cheeks to be of embarrassment and not anger. If only he knew how close he was from being gutted alive.
"You know, there's a Christmas party at the new club Illusions tomorrow, why don't you bring your girl along, and we can double date or something. Kenken and the Chibi can just rent a movie and stay at home," he didn't get to finish when Aya suddenly stuffed a roll of ribbons into his mouth. It was the best thing that the red head could find that was useful at the moment.
Spitting out the ribbons angry, Yohji shouted at Aya's back as the red head started to sweep the shop for closing. "If you didn't want to go then you could've just said so. Why the hell did you have to stuff this thing into my mouth? How can I pleasure all of my lady friends if my mouth is hurt?!"
"Hn," A very satisfied Aya continued to sweep.
"Hum, excuse me?" the door opened again to allow in a deliveryman.
"Sorry, but unless you're a cute lady, we're closed for today," Yohji answered when Aya didn't do anything but glare daggers at the wrapped box the delivery man was holding.
"Um. I have a package to deliver to a Fujimiya Aya-san," the man asked timidly slowly back away from the red head who was giving off an aura of a mad tiger.
"He's the guy you're looking for," Yohji gestured to Aya, watching in amusement as the man inched up to his teammate shaking.
Human's were still full of surprises after all these millennia, Yohji mused to himself when he saw how fast the delivery man ran out of the shop after Aya signed the papers.
"You know that thing isn't coming alive to bite you," the blond joked when he saw the redhead stand still, holding his gift at arm's length. "So what did you get this time? Do you have any idea who's the sender yet?"
Oh, he knew only too well, Aya thought, but like he was going to tell the rest of Weiß that he was being courted by one of their enemies. Without answering, Aya turned and went up the stairs to his own room, leaving the playboy yelling at him to finish the clean up for closing.
Once the lock was securely in place on his bedroom door, something inside the package began to ring. For a second, Aya considered throwing the whole damn thing out of the window, but thought the better of it, who knew what Schuldig would do to Aya-chan if he was angry.
Cursing at the elaborate bows and wrapping paper, it was at the fifteenth ring when the swordsman finally succeeded in unwrapping the box, there was no card, but lying on the layers of tissue paper was a cell phone.
"What do you want?" Aya growled into the phone angrily.
"What happened to 'hello, I missed you darling?'" the German's voice teased laughingly in the receiver.
"I'm going to hang up now," the red head said coldly.
"No, don't hang up yet!"
For a second, the Japanese man was surprised at the urgent tone in Schuldig's voice.
"My, I didn't know that you cared kitten."
"Why are you calling me when you can just read my mind?" The question came out before he could stop it.
"Want to treat this as a normal relationship, it's more challenging."
Why wasn't he surprised that that would be the telepath's reason. "How did you know when to call then if you didn't read my mind?" Aya asked for the lack of anything better to say.
"I'll tell you my secret if you give me a kiss first."
"Dream on Schwarz."
"You don't have to worry about that kitten, I dream about that every single night and day, and also much, much more."
The confession uttered in that deep sexy voice should've left Aya feeling disgusted, but instead it left the inexperienced young man speechless. To his horror, even though he couldn't say anything to give away his pounding heart, his cheeks felt rather warm.
"Glad to know that I have that effect on you Kitten, I may be able to turn the dream into reality after all," Schuldig said in the cell phone.
Damn! "I thought you just said no more mind reading?"
"Stop thinking about it Aya. Aren't you curious to know what your present is?" Was that an eager tone he just heard?
Cautiously, he still wasn't ready to fully trust the German yet, Aya folded back the tissue paper.
"Schuldig?" Aya spoke into the cell phone with a warm voice.
"Yes kitten? Do you like it? Do you want to try it on?"
"Thank you for the gift, but I don't want to try it on when you're not here," the younger man said in the same sweet pleading voice, a trick he learnt from Aya-chan. It seemed to work whenever she wanted something.
Just as Aya expected, there was no answer in the phone except for heavy, rapid breathing before the connection went dead. Smirking, Aya picked up his katana and waited patiently beside the window, hiding the sword behind him.
Exactly thirty seconds later, the window was opened, and long legs swung in before the Schwarz telepath let himself into Aya's bedroom. to be warmly greeted by Abyssinian in full killing mode.
"Shi-ne Schwarz!" Aya cried out bringing his katana down.
Always being the faster of the two, the German easily avoided the weapon, before knocking it out of Aya's hand and pinning his hands against the red head's side. Blinded by anger, Aya kept struggling wildly, in an attempt to kick Schuldig in the groin, but ended up making both of them falling onto his bed.
"Get off of me!" Aya panted trying to throw the telepath off of his body.
Schuldig smirked at the other red head struggling fruitlessly with hands pinned above his head. "I'd rather not, I'm just beginning to enjoy the feeling of you moving beneath me kitten," the German provoked, bending down to give Aya a quick peck on the lips, and moving away before being bitten. He has already tasted the kitten's fangs and claws in the past, and not in a hurry to do so again. "How did you know that I was near?"
"Like Hell I'm going to tell you!" came the biting reply.
"I'm sure that if you won't answer, I can always ask Aya-chan to ask you," Schuldig hinted darkly.
"You said once that when you are communicating telepathetically, you have to be near the other person."
"That's a good kitten, see it wasn't that hard was it?" Schuldig said, slowly climbing off of Aya, using the opportunity to rub his body along the Japanese man's purposefully, enjoying the rage he saw in the Weiß leader's amethyst eyes. "Since I'm here now, aren't you going to hold up your end of the bargain?"
"What bargain?" Aya growled out, trying unsuccessfully to free himself from the German's metal hold.
"Don't tell me that you forgot it already! Didn't you say that you wanted to change into your present in front of me?" the telepath leered down, holding the short Mrs. Claus costume up for the other redhead to see. "You're coming to the Christmas party with me next week at Illusions."
"I never agreed to go anywhere with you bastard, and what makes you think that I'll go into public wearing something like that."
"Oh no?" Schuldig feigned a hurt look. "Then I guess I'll just have to give this costume to Aya-chan and ask her to go with me." Putting the red costume trimmed with white fur into the box, the German made to leave, and freed his mental hold on the swordsman.
Before he was even able to take two steps, the box containing the Mrs. Claus costume was snatched away from him. Grinning as he turned around, Schuldig couldn't help but take a peak into the Japanese man's mind as Aya opened the box and took out the red velvet dress lined trimmed with white fur. What he found in Aya's mind could barely stop him from jumping his kitten right there and then. If he did however, even his excuse using Aya- chan wouldn't be able to save him.
This got to be the most embarrassing thing ever. The red head Weiß thought, even though he had no control over the wild beating of his heart. Why was he feeling so giddy right now? He wasn't one of those high school girls in the shop, he was suppose to be a cold blooded assassin God damn it! And Schuldig wasn't helping with that knowing leer on his face either. The Weiß red head opened his door angry. before it was slammed shut.
"Where do you think that you are going?" Schuldig whispered in Aya's ear softly as he pulled the younger man into his arms.
For a surprised second, Aya leaned against the strong solid chest behind him, unconsciously enjoying the strength and warmth of the hard muscular body that supported him. before snapping back to reality. "To the bathroom to change. You're the one who wanted to see me in your degrading costume right?" the Japanese man snapped, trying to hid the fact that he was blushing to the colour of his hair while trying to pull away from the German's embrace.
"Somehow, I recall someone said that he wanted to change IN FRONT of me. And I'm sure that you don't want the rest of your team-mates walking in on you in the bathroom do you?"
Sadistic bastard, if only Aya-chan was safe, then he would be free to. oh there was too many ways that he could extract his revenge. But for now, he had to stomach this humiliation first.
"You want me to change in front of you?" Aya asked slowly, taking deep breaths, trying to calm his urge to kill.
"That's what I came for isn't it?" Schuldig grinned back, a little impatient.
"Turn around."
"What?" the telepath uttered out in surprise.
"Turn around. I said that I'll change in front of you, but I never said that you're allowed to watch me," for a moment, Aya almost gave into the desire to laugh at the stupefied look on the German's face.
Dumbly Schuldig did what he was told, he never expected this from Aya, and there was no need to say that he was disappointed at such a good chance to ogle at the subject of all his fantasies. Damn, when did the sound of ruffling clothes sound so sexy? From the soft sounds of Aya's shirt falling onto the ground. and the zipper being pulled down on his pants, Schuldig looked around the neat bedroom for something to distract him before he lost control, the sight of the bed wasn't helping either. The jaded eyes widened as it fell upon the window. where he was just in time to see his kitten bend down to take off the black jeans. The telepath didn't know if it was his luck to be able to see the gorgeous backside or torture that he couldn't touch that perfect ass that would soon belong to him.
"Schuldig!"
"Hun?" the German replied intelligently.
"I need help," Aya admitted hesitantly.
Schuldig was more than eager to help. Of course he already knew what the swordsman needed help with. He could see it in the perfect reflection on the window.
"At your service my kitten," the telepath joked before setting out to tie the laces at the back of the Mrs. Claus costume.
Breathe Aya breathe. The redhead reminded himself, but whether it was to calm his anger or the tingling feeling that ran through his body every time Schuldig 'accidentally' brushed his hand against his bare back.
Giving the laces a final tug, the German whispered regretfully in the younger man's ear. "I'm finished."
But just when Aya was about to turn around, firm warm hands on his hips prevented any movements.
"Schuldig, what are you doing?" the question came out slightly breathless, he could feel the telepath's heart beating against his back.
"You're not thinking about wearing these to the party are you?"
Before Aya could do anything, the hands on his hips peeled down his boxers.
The room was quiet except for Aya's slightly laboured breathing. All he wanted to do was to run out of the room as fast as possible, but for some reason, he couldn't move a muscle as he felt the hands return to his hips again, only this time, it was flesh against flesh.
"Aya-kun? Are you in there? Dinner's ready!"
Takatori. The telepath silently cursed Omi in his mind for ruining his perfect moment. The call from the youngest Weiß member managed to give Aya the force he needed to break away from Schuldig and glare at the Schwarz telepath with his usual iciness.
"You're not going to wear your boxers next week are you?" The German smirked.
"What I wear is none of your business."
"What about my last present?"
The Japanese man frowned as the tried to remember what Schuldig sent him before, and blushed when he remembered. "If you're talking about the thong, I gave it to Ken."
(Somewhere downstairs, the brunet sneezed into his tea.)
"You gave it to Siberian?!" An unbelievable expression was on Schuldig's face that for a moment Aya was actually worried. before Schuldig started to crack up. "You gave it to the jock?!" the older man began to laugh, the mental picture was just too much. "Does he wear it?" He could help but ask with a wicked gleam in those jaded eyes.
Aya shrugged, trying to squash the thought of how cute Schuldig was when he was laughing, it took away all the hardness from his handsome face. "How am I suppose to know? It's not like I'm interested."
"I hope not," Schuldig teased. "I was expecting something like this from you. That's why there are some new ones along with other accessories in the box. But." the telepath put on a leer and traced the long pale legs with jaded eyes. "You can always show up with nothing under, I assure you now that I will have no objections."
"SHI-NE!"
Anticipating the result beforehand, the Schwarz member was already out the window before Aya could even unshielded his katana.
"Ja kitten, I'll see you at Illusions next week."
~*~*~*~
"I'm back!"
A young girl with two braids and sparkling wide eyes turned off the television and ran up to greet Schuldig and take off his jacket. "Welcome back. Did you get to see him Schu-chan? How is onii-chan? Is my plan working? Does he like the present?" Questions shot out of her mouth making the German chuckle.
"I'm still in one piece. So I guess that he took everything better than we initially expected," Schuldig answered good-naturedly and bent down to kiss the girl on her forehead. "I feel sorry for your brother Aya-chan. Does Ran even know what a devious little mind you have?"
"This is what you get for being around the devil for too long, Schu-chan. And plus, I can't help it if onii-chan is always so stubborn, I'm just giving him a little push into the right direction." The girl defended herself giggling. "If I don't help you, I'll be in my grave before I can call you onii-chan too."
"I thank God that you're on my side," Schuldig prayed mockingly, before being smacked playfully by Aya-chan.
"You were the one who kidnapped me to help you to will Ran over, so stop complaining.!"
"What a harsh word Aya-chan, I prefer to call it a non-consensual visit."
"Whatever." The girl rolled her eyes, before she pulled the German into the living room to plan out the rest of their trap for the unsuspecting Abyssinian.
AN: If Aya is going to be Mrs. Claus. I wonder who is going to be Santa? ^_~
Disclaimer: Don't own anything.
Chapter 1
"What the hell are you doing here Schuldig?" His quiet tone all but implied that the Weiß red head wanted nothing more than to hack the longhaired German into tiny pieces right there, right now.
"What nasty thoughts kitten. I just wanted to see you, since you acted so coldly towards the gifts I sent you, and I want to know where I did wrong. Any other person would be throwing themselves into my arms by now," Schuldig grinned and reached across to put his hand over Aya's shaking one.
"Well have you thought of the fact that maybe I'm DIFFERENT from normal people? That there was no name or address on the stuff you sent. And I would never accept things from anyone, least of all from Schwarz." Aya hissed as calmly as he could, his urge to kill wasn't being helped by the fact that he couldn't pull his hand back from the German's strong grip.
"What's so different about you?" Schuldig gave the other a sharp look. "You eat, talk, walk, and sleep, the only difference is that you have a slightly more exciting career than the average human. And if you don't accept things from strangers, how do you explain the fact that you didn't throw them away when you first received them?"
"Because." Aya broke off, this was extremely weird to him to be sitting in a café chatting with an enemy. "I'm not obligated to answer you. Let go of me now or." the glacial glare finished the sentence.
""Or shi-ne?" the other red heard laughed. "Don't worry, I didn't read your mind. It doesn't matter if you won't answer now, I'll know the answer sooner or later."
"Why don't you just read my mind right now and get it over with Schuldig? I don't have time to play around with you."
"Are you offering yourself to me kitten? Is it because you have to visit your precious imouto-chan? Isn't she in Meio Academy now that she's out of her coma? I should pay her a visit too, and ask her what her onii-chan likes," the words were barely out of Schuldig's mouth before he found himself suddenly jerked up by the collar of his jacket by an extremely pissed off kitty.
"You touch one hair on her head you bastard and I'll make sure that the rest of your days will be worse than Hell." Aya threatened quietly, the calm expression even scarier than usual. If he looked around, he would've noticed all the other customers and workers backing away from the two red heads slowly.
Not one to miss a good opportunity, the German smirked, before giving Aya's nose a little lick. The Japanese man jumped back in surprise and Schuldig used the chance to free himself and drop back down into his seat, fixing his jacket.
"Your warning is a little too late," Schuldig murmured to himself, before gesturing Aya to sit down too. "I'm not here to fight with you today. Do you have time next Saturday?"
The Weiß redhead gave the German a blank look. "Why? And what makes you think that you will be able to kidnap me after informing me about it first?"
"Because if you are free then I'm inviting you to join me," Schuldig sighed painfully when the other man still had a confused expression, the man was sheltered for sure, but this was too much to believe. "I'm asking you out on a date, not kidnapping, and I think that it will be very hard for you to refuse. I trust that you recognize this." The German reached into his pocket and pulled out a small strand of gold.
Instantly, Aya's hand flew to his ear, where the complementary earring was dangling. There was no doubt that the jewel Schuldig was holding belonged to Aya-chan.
"I see that you know this," the European placed the earring back into his pocket carefully before getting up. "I'll see you next Saturday then. I'll send you the exact address and time later this week." With that, the smiling German man walked out of the restaurant leaving Aya alone to imagine the state that his imouto was in.
~*~*~*~
The bell on the door jingled merrily announcing a new costumer arriving at the Koneko no Sumi le, making a certain red head drop his broom, he unusual act making all the other florists in the shop look at their leader in concern.
"Aya-kun, are you feeling okay? You have been acting very nervous these couple of days," Omi asked. Ever since the older Weiß member came home from a walk a few days ago, Aya seemed to have sunk back into his old brooding self when his sister was still unconscious. The only time he would come out of his room was for the meals and his shifts in the flower shop. But every time the other members of Weiß asked him, they would be treated to the same shi-ne glare and told to back off. It worried the youngest of the four always acting as the mother hen to the older guys, who thought that Aya-kun was actually opening up to the rest of them.
"I'm okay," the red head snapped and went to join the group of high school girls in the shop to avoid being questioned further.
Yohji, Ken, and Omi shared a worried look between themselves. Whatever the redhead was suffering from, it must be something serious, or else for someone like Aya who valued his personal space so much to willingly let the merciless giggling girls surround him.
"Leave it to me, I'll get him out of his shell," the blond playboy mouthed to the two youngest members before being swept away by his hoard of female admirers.
~*~*~*~
There was still no message from the Schwarz telepath. Aya didn't know whether he should be glad or scared. But one thing was for sure, Schuldig was not going to let him go so easily.
"Aya!"
The red head looked up into a pair of annoyed green eyes. "What do you want?"
"Nothing except for the fact that I've been calling your name for the last five minutes," Yohji said sarcastically. "You seem so out of it man. What's bothering you? Come on, the Chibi is inside, you can tell me," The playboy put on his best man to man tone and slung an arm good-naturedly across his team-mate's shoulders.
"Why does everyone think that something is wrong with me?" the younger man demanded emotionlessly, throwing Yohji's arm off of his shoulders.
"Don't tell me that you're seeing someone right now!" the blond didn't take the hint to shut up when Aya froze in his tracks. "Bingo! I knew it! You can't fool me when it comes to woman. So what is she like Aya? Must be something special to turn you into a person who looks like he just lost his soul," Yohji went on when he mistakenly took the blush on Aya's cheeks to be of embarrassment and not anger. If only he knew how close he was from being gutted alive.
"You know, there's a Christmas party at the new club Illusions tomorrow, why don't you bring your girl along, and we can double date or something. Kenken and the Chibi can just rent a movie and stay at home," he didn't get to finish when Aya suddenly stuffed a roll of ribbons into his mouth. It was the best thing that the red head could find that was useful at the moment.
Spitting out the ribbons angry, Yohji shouted at Aya's back as the red head started to sweep the shop for closing. "If you didn't want to go then you could've just said so. Why the hell did you have to stuff this thing into my mouth? How can I pleasure all of my lady friends if my mouth is hurt?!"
"Hn," A very satisfied Aya continued to sweep.
"Hum, excuse me?" the door opened again to allow in a deliveryman.
"Sorry, but unless you're a cute lady, we're closed for today," Yohji answered when Aya didn't do anything but glare daggers at the wrapped box the delivery man was holding.
"Um. I have a package to deliver to a Fujimiya Aya-san," the man asked timidly slowly back away from the red head who was giving off an aura of a mad tiger.
"He's the guy you're looking for," Yohji gestured to Aya, watching in amusement as the man inched up to his teammate shaking.
Human's were still full of surprises after all these millennia, Yohji mused to himself when he saw how fast the delivery man ran out of the shop after Aya signed the papers.
"You know that thing isn't coming alive to bite you," the blond joked when he saw the redhead stand still, holding his gift at arm's length. "So what did you get this time? Do you have any idea who's the sender yet?"
Oh, he knew only too well, Aya thought, but like he was going to tell the rest of Weiß that he was being courted by one of their enemies. Without answering, Aya turned and went up the stairs to his own room, leaving the playboy yelling at him to finish the clean up for closing.
Once the lock was securely in place on his bedroom door, something inside the package began to ring. For a second, Aya considered throwing the whole damn thing out of the window, but thought the better of it, who knew what Schuldig would do to Aya-chan if he was angry.
Cursing at the elaborate bows and wrapping paper, it was at the fifteenth ring when the swordsman finally succeeded in unwrapping the box, there was no card, but lying on the layers of tissue paper was a cell phone.
"What do you want?" Aya growled into the phone angrily.
"What happened to 'hello, I missed you darling?'" the German's voice teased laughingly in the receiver.
"I'm going to hang up now," the red head said coldly.
"No, don't hang up yet!"
For a second, the Japanese man was surprised at the urgent tone in Schuldig's voice.
"My, I didn't know that you cared kitten."
"Why are you calling me when you can just read my mind?" The question came out before he could stop it.
"Want to treat this as a normal relationship, it's more challenging."
Why wasn't he surprised that that would be the telepath's reason. "How did you know when to call then if you didn't read my mind?" Aya asked for the lack of anything better to say.
"I'll tell you my secret if you give me a kiss first."
"Dream on Schwarz."
"You don't have to worry about that kitten, I dream about that every single night and day, and also much, much more."
The confession uttered in that deep sexy voice should've left Aya feeling disgusted, but instead it left the inexperienced young man speechless. To his horror, even though he couldn't say anything to give away his pounding heart, his cheeks felt rather warm.
"Glad to know that I have that effect on you Kitten, I may be able to turn the dream into reality after all," Schuldig said in the cell phone.
Damn! "I thought you just said no more mind reading?"
"Stop thinking about it Aya. Aren't you curious to know what your present is?" Was that an eager tone he just heard?
Cautiously, he still wasn't ready to fully trust the German yet, Aya folded back the tissue paper.
"Schuldig?" Aya spoke into the cell phone with a warm voice.
"Yes kitten? Do you like it? Do you want to try it on?"
"Thank you for the gift, but I don't want to try it on when you're not here," the younger man said in the same sweet pleading voice, a trick he learnt from Aya-chan. It seemed to work whenever she wanted something.
Just as Aya expected, there was no answer in the phone except for heavy, rapid breathing before the connection went dead. Smirking, Aya picked up his katana and waited patiently beside the window, hiding the sword behind him.
Exactly thirty seconds later, the window was opened, and long legs swung in before the Schwarz telepath let himself into Aya's bedroom. to be warmly greeted by Abyssinian in full killing mode.
"Shi-ne Schwarz!" Aya cried out bringing his katana down.
Always being the faster of the two, the German easily avoided the weapon, before knocking it out of Aya's hand and pinning his hands against the red head's side. Blinded by anger, Aya kept struggling wildly, in an attempt to kick Schuldig in the groin, but ended up making both of them falling onto his bed.
"Get off of me!" Aya panted trying to throw the telepath off of his body.
Schuldig smirked at the other red head struggling fruitlessly with hands pinned above his head. "I'd rather not, I'm just beginning to enjoy the feeling of you moving beneath me kitten," the German provoked, bending down to give Aya a quick peck on the lips, and moving away before being bitten. He has already tasted the kitten's fangs and claws in the past, and not in a hurry to do so again. "How did you know that I was near?"
"Like Hell I'm going to tell you!" came the biting reply.
"I'm sure that if you won't answer, I can always ask Aya-chan to ask you," Schuldig hinted darkly.
"You said once that when you are communicating telepathetically, you have to be near the other person."
"That's a good kitten, see it wasn't that hard was it?" Schuldig said, slowly climbing off of Aya, using the opportunity to rub his body along the Japanese man's purposefully, enjoying the rage he saw in the Weiß leader's amethyst eyes. "Since I'm here now, aren't you going to hold up your end of the bargain?"
"What bargain?" Aya growled out, trying unsuccessfully to free himself from the German's metal hold.
"Don't tell me that you forgot it already! Didn't you say that you wanted to change into your present in front of me?" the telepath leered down, holding the short Mrs. Claus costume up for the other redhead to see. "You're coming to the Christmas party with me next week at Illusions."
"I never agreed to go anywhere with you bastard, and what makes you think that I'll go into public wearing something like that."
"Oh no?" Schuldig feigned a hurt look. "Then I guess I'll just have to give this costume to Aya-chan and ask her to go with me." Putting the red costume trimmed with white fur into the box, the German made to leave, and freed his mental hold on the swordsman.
Before he was even able to take two steps, the box containing the Mrs. Claus costume was snatched away from him. Grinning as he turned around, Schuldig couldn't help but take a peak into the Japanese man's mind as Aya opened the box and took out the red velvet dress lined trimmed with white fur. What he found in Aya's mind could barely stop him from jumping his kitten right there and then. If he did however, even his excuse using Aya- chan wouldn't be able to save him.
This got to be the most embarrassing thing ever. The red head Weiß thought, even though he had no control over the wild beating of his heart. Why was he feeling so giddy right now? He wasn't one of those high school girls in the shop, he was suppose to be a cold blooded assassin God damn it! And Schuldig wasn't helping with that knowing leer on his face either. The Weiß red head opened his door angry. before it was slammed shut.
"Where do you think that you are going?" Schuldig whispered in Aya's ear softly as he pulled the younger man into his arms.
For a surprised second, Aya leaned against the strong solid chest behind him, unconsciously enjoying the strength and warmth of the hard muscular body that supported him. before snapping back to reality. "To the bathroom to change. You're the one who wanted to see me in your degrading costume right?" the Japanese man snapped, trying to hid the fact that he was blushing to the colour of his hair while trying to pull away from the German's embrace.
"Somehow, I recall someone said that he wanted to change IN FRONT of me. And I'm sure that you don't want the rest of your team-mates walking in on you in the bathroom do you?"
Sadistic bastard, if only Aya-chan was safe, then he would be free to. oh there was too many ways that he could extract his revenge. But for now, he had to stomach this humiliation first.
"You want me to change in front of you?" Aya asked slowly, taking deep breaths, trying to calm his urge to kill.
"That's what I came for isn't it?" Schuldig grinned back, a little impatient.
"Turn around."
"What?" the telepath uttered out in surprise.
"Turn around. I said that I'll change in front of you, but I never said that you're allowed to watch me," for a moment, Aya almost gave into the desire to laugh at the stupefied look on the German's face.
Dumbly Schuldig did what he was told, he never expected this from Aya, and there was no need to say that he was disappointed at such a good chance to ogle at the subject of all his fantasies. Damn, when did the sound of ruffling clothes sound so sexy? From the soft sounds of Aya's shirt falling onto the ground. and the zipper being pulled down on his pants, Schuldig looked around the neat bedroom for something to distract him before he lost control, the sight of the bed wasn't helping either. The jaded eyes widened as it fell upon the window. where he was just in time to see his kitten bend down to take off the black jeans. The telepath didn't know if it was his luck to be able to see the gorgeous backside or torture that he couldn't touch that perfect ass that would soon belong to him.
"Schuldig!"
"Hun?" the German replied intelligently.
"I need help," Aya admitted hesitantly.
Schuldig was more than eager to help. Of course he already knew what the swordsman needed help with. He could see it in the perfect reflection on the window.
"At your service my kitten," the telepath joked before setting out to tie the laces at the back of the Mrs. Claus costume.
Breathe Aya breathe. The redhead reminded himself, but whether it was to calm his anger or the tingling feeling that ran through his body every time Schuldig 'accidentally' brushed his hand against his bare back.
Giving the laces a final tug, the German whispered regretfully in the younger man's ear. "I'm finished."
But just when Aya was about to turn around, firm warm hands on his hips prevented any movements.
"Schuldig, what are you doing?" the question came out slightly breathless, he could feel the telepath's heart beating against his back.
"You're not thinking about wearing these to the party are you?"
Before Aya could do anything, the hands on his hips peeled down his boxers.
The room was quiet except for Aya's slightly laboured breathing. All he wanted to do was to run out of the room as fast as possible, but for some reason, he couldn't move a muscle as he felt the hands return to his hips again, only this time, it was flesh against flesh.
"Aya-kun? Are you in there? Dinner's ready!"
Takatori. The telepath silently cursed Omi in his mind for ruining his perfect moment. The call from the youngest Weiß member managed to give Aya the force he needed to break away from Schuldig and glare at the Schwarz telepath with his usual iciness.
"You're not going to wear your boxers next week are you?" The German smirked.
"What I wear is none of your business."
"What about my last present?"
The Japanese man frowned as the tried to remember what Schuldig sent him before, and blushed when he remembered. "If you're talking about the thong, I gave it to Ken."
(Somewhere downstairs, the brunet sneezed into his tea.)
"You gave it to Siberian?!" An unbelievable expression was on Schuldig's face that for a moment Aya was actually worried. before Schuldig started to crack up. "You gave it to the jock?!" the older man began to laugh, the mental picture was just too much. "Does he wear it?" He could help but ask with a wicked gleam in those jaded eyes.
Aya shrugged, trying to squash the thought of how cute Schuldig was when he was laughing, it took away all the hardness from his handsome face. "How am I suppose to know? It's not like I'm interested."
"I hope not," Schuldig teased. "I was expecting something like this from you. That's why there are some new ones along with other accessories in the box. But." the telepath put on a leer and traced the long pale legs with jaded eyes. "You can always show up with nothing under, I assure you now that I will have no objections."
"SHI-NE!"
Anticipating the result beforehand, the Schwarz member was already out the window before Aya could even unshielded his katana.
"Ja kitten, I'll see you at Illusions next week."
~*~*~*~
"I'm back!"
A young girl with two braids and sparkling wide eyes turned off the television and ran up to greet Schuldig and take off his jacket. "Welcome back. Did you get to see him Schu-chan? How is onii-chan? Is my plan working? Does he like the present?" Questions shot out of her mouth making the German chuckle.
"I'm still in one piece. So I guess that he took everything better than we initially expected," Schuldig answered good-naturedly and bent down to kiss the girl on her forehead. "I feel sorry for your brother Aya-chan. Does Ran even know what a devious little mind you have?"
"This is what you get for being around the devil for too long, Schu-chan. And plus, I can't help it if onii-chan is always so stubborn, I'm just giving him a little push into the right direction." The girl defended herself giggling. "If I don't help you, I'll be in my grave before I can call you onii-chan too."
"I thank God that you're on my side," Schuldig prayed mockingly, before being smacked playfully by Aya-chan.
"You were the one who kidnapped me to help you to will Ran over, so stop complaining.!"
"What a harsh word Aya-chan, I prefer to call it a non-consensual visit."
"Whatever." The girl rolled her eyes, before she pulled the German into the living room to plan out the rest of their trap for the unsuspecting Abyssinian.
AN: If Aya is going to be Mrs. Claus. I wonder who is going to be Santa? ^_~