Disclaimer: same as before. It won't change at any point during this fic.
Well, hello minna-san. Allow me to introduce myself. I am known as Kida. Black Rose has left me in charge of this story from now on, and I do hope she told you to behave yourself.discipline is a virtue, you know. Right, now from now on, there will be NO interrupting me, no flames, or trouble- making of any kind. You! Yes, Baka-Ryu and Dessa Rhiannon, I am talking to you! I can recognize troublemakers when I see them! You aren't thinking of trying anything are you? You don't want to know what happens when I get angry.*grins and flashes inch-long eyeteeth at readers* Ah, I thought not. newayz.here's the first chapter!
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Chapter 1
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Ring, ring, ring, ring!
"Morning already?" grumbled the sleepy blond, reaching over the bedside stand to turn off the alarm clock. He hated that clock. "And I was having such a nice dream, too," he grumbled, rousing himself. He rolled off the bed and stumbled blindly into the bathroom. Gripping the edge of the sink for balance as the blood began circulating through his legs, he stared bleary-eyed at his refection in the mirror. It was the same thing every morning-stumble into the bathroom half-asleep, try to shock his body into a wakeful state with some cold water, and then get dressed and go downstairs for breakfast. He really hoped someone had made coffee that morning because he was going to be one very pissed dude if they hadn't.
The feeling was beginning to come back into his legs, so at least he could stand now. He turned on the water and splashed his face a bit. He yelped-it was icy cold. There was a knock at the door.
"Yohji-kun? You awake?"
He'd recognize that unnaturally cheerful voice anywhere.
"Yeah, Omichi, I'll be down in a minute." He called. He rubbed his face dry with a towel and got dressed. Running his hand through his messy blond hair, he walked drowsily downstairs. Hopefully, to breakfast.
Omi handed him a cup of coffee when he sat down at the table. "Aya-kun wants you in the shop in ten, Yohji-kun. He says you haven't been very helpful lately and you need to do something productive."
Yohji downed the coffee and held out the cup expectantly. Omi sighed heavily and refilled the mug. Yohji replied, "I'm plenty productive! I do all sorts of work in the shop."
"Name one thing you do, other than flirt all day." Commented Ken, with a smirk. He had his own mug of coffee in one hand and the newspaper in the other. Yohji glared at him and snapped,
"Crowd control." it really was too early for him to be up. He couldn't even begin to think up a good excuse.
"Fine!" Omi threw up his hands and looked at the ceiling as if questioning why he had to put up with this. Ken just grinned and opened the newspaper as the younger boy stalked down into the shop to help Aya set up. Yohji finished another cup of coffee and got up for another.
Five mugs of coffee-and a bathroom trip-later, Yohji and Ken popped into the shop in their aprons. They were finally ready to work. Aya growled slightly out of annoyance when they walked in. Omi joined him in that. Yohji rolled his eyes and Ken just pretended to ignore them. Suddenly Aya put a hand to his head. Ken looked at him, concerned, as he let the first customers (oh, look, giggly schoolgirls) into the shop. Aya frowned and shook his head to clear it.
"Just a headache," he said quietly. Ken nodded and turned to help the customers. Aya eyed his surroundings with extra care the rest of the day. He rarely got headaches, and only when something bad was about to happen. At least he was safe where he was-they wouldn't be able to find him here. The Koneko was built on land that used to be a shrine. It kept the Others at bay, but unfortunately it also dulled his senses. Though he was acquiring something of an immunity to the magic of the area, it still made it harder for him to pinpoint exactly where they were. If there were a.disturbance.in the area, he'd have to go out alone that night and take care of it. If they were running around on HIS land.well that meant problems, and he didn't like it when those came up.
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Author's Notes: Who is it that Aya keeps referring to? No comment. Kida's in charge, remember?
Kida: Don't like where the story is going? Don't read it. Simple as that. I refuse to tell you people the plot. If you're too impatient to wait, like a good little readers, for an update; obviously this isn't the story for you. Leave now.
Ahh.so they wish to wait for the next chappie, then, do they? *Taps desk with claw-like fingernails* I suppose I could let you hang around a bit.and if I see between 10 and 15 reviews, I will tell Black Rose to put up the next chapter. I won't do it for a review less than that, unless I'm REALLY convinced.
Well, hello minna-san. Allow me to introduce myself. I am known as Kida. Black Rose has left me in charge of this story from now on, and I do hope she told you to behave yourself.discipline is a virtue, you know. Right, now from now on, there will be NO interrupting me, no flames, or trouble- making of any kind. You! Yes, Baka-Ryu and Dessa Rhiannon, I am talking to you! I can recognize troublemakers when I see them! You aren't thinking of trying anything are you? You don't want to know what happens when I get angry.*grins and flashes inch-long eyeteeth at readers* Ah, I thought not. newayz.here's the first chapter!
~*~*~*~
Chapter 1
~*~*~*~
Ring, ring, ring, ring!
"Morning already?" grumbled the sleepy blond, reaching over the bedside stand to turn off the alarm clock. He hated that clock. "And I was having such a nice dream, too," he grumbled, rousing himself. He rolled off the bed and stumbled blindly into the bathroom. Gripping the edge of the sink for balance as the blood began circulating through his legs, he stared bleary-eyed at his refection in the mirror. It was the same thing every morning-stumble into the bathroom half-asleep, try to shock his body into a wakeful state with some cold water, and then get dressed and go downstairs for breakfast. He really hoped someone had made coffee that morning because he was going to be one very pissed dude if they hadn't.
The feeling was beginning to come back into his legs, so at least he could stand now. He turned on the water and splashed his face a bit. He yelped-it was icy cold. There was a knock at the door.
"Yohji-kun? You awake?"
He'd recognize that unnaturally cheerful voice anywhere.
"Yeah, Omichi, I'll be down in a minute." He called. He rubbed his face dry with a towel and got dressed. Running his hand through his messy blond hair, he walked drowsily downstairs. Hopefully, to breakfast.
Omi handed him a cup of coffee when he sat down at the table. "Aya-kun wants you in the shop in ten, Yohji-kun. He says you haven't been very helpful lately and you need to do something productive."
Yohji downed the coffee and held out the cup expectantly. Omi sighed heavily and refilled the mug. Yohji replied, "I'm plenty productive! I do all sorts of work in the shop."
"Name one thing you do, other than flirt all day." Commented Ken, with a smirk. He had his own mug of coffee in one hand and the newspaper in the other. Yohji glared at him and snapped,
"Crowd control." it really was too early for him to be up. He couldn't even begin to think up a good excuse.
"Fine!" Omi threw up his hands and looked at the ceiling as if questioning why he had to put up with this. Ken just grinned and opened the newspaper as the younger boy stalked down into the shop to help Aya set up. Yohji finished another cup of coffee and got up for another.
Five mugs of coffee-and a bathroom trip-later, Yohji and Ken popped into the shop in their aprons. They were finally ready to work. Aya growled slightly out of annoyance when they walked in. Omi joined him in that. Yohji rolled his eyes and Ken just pretended to ignore them. Suddenly Aya put a hand to his head. Ken looked at him, concerned, as he let the first customers (oh, look, giggly schoolgirls) into the shop. Aya frowned and shook his head to clear it.
"Just a headache," he said quietly. Ken nodded and turned to help the customers. Aya eyed his surroundings with extra care the rest of the day. He rarely got headaches, and only when something bad was about to happen. At least he was safe where he was-they wouldn't be able to find him here. The Koneko was built on land that used to be a shrine. It kept the Others at bay, but unfortunately it also dulled his senses. Though he was acquiring something of an immunity to the magic of the area, it still made it harder for him to pinpoint exactly where they were. If there were a.disturbance.in the area, he'd have to go out alone that night and take care of it. If they were running around on HIS land.well that meant problems, and he didn't like it when those came up.
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Author's Notes: Who is it that Aya keeps referring to? No comment. Kida's in charge, remember?
Kida: Don't like where the story is going? Don't read it. Simple as that. I refuse to tell you people the plot. If you're too impatient to wait, like a good little readers, for an update; obviously this isn't the story for you. Leave now.
Ahh.so they wish to wait for the next chappie, then, do they? *Taps desk with claw-like fingernails* I suppose I could let you hang around a bit.and if I see between 10 and 15 reviews, I will tell Black Rose to put up the next chapter. I won't do it for a review less than that, unless I'm REALLY convinced.
