Ken
Lying on the couch was his favorite place to think, it was also the best way to observe his team without really disturbing them much. Ken had started people watching when he was ten, he had been in an orphanage and all he could do was watch perspective parents picking their children. They never picked him, he thought it was because he was too old, being close to being a teenager when his parents died and not having any relatives to take him in was distressing to him.
He spent most of his life being carted from home to home, sometimes though he was the one the younger children sought out for protection. He didn't mind being hit, Kase said he was going to be a good goalie someday.
This habit of watching people though had something to do with his team. He knew that Omi was sneaking Yohji's porn into his room; he had caught him doing it twice in three weeks. Omi wasn't as innocent as he looked, he would jack off looking at those magazines and then come out crying like he did something wrong.
It was perfectly normal for a teenage boy to do that, Ken thought, he did it when he was Omi's age. He would sneak passed the nuns with an American Playboy magazine into his room. He was caught only once doing it and he had the scars on his hand to prove it from how hard the nun smacked his hand with a ruler.
Ken had seen Omi grow up so much from a year ago, but he knew in truth the emotions were still fresh from the death of Ouka. He had held Omi, the rain fell hard that night and into the next morning, Omi hadn't left his room.
"He needs time to heal," he would tell Yohji who would try and comfort the boy only to make it worse.
Ken though had to admit, he was happy that Omi did yell at him. The burnt pizza incident was the last time he would cook. He remembered being bored of being asked to place an order for pizza that he was going to make his own. That was at first a good idea, Aya heralded it as the moment that hell would freeze that he would ever eat anything Ken made. He wanted to impress his teammates that he was able to cook, then he left the pizza in the oven and suddenly the smoke alarm went off.
Running in he saw what was left of his pizza, he had set the oven to broil not bake. "What kind of idiot would allow you in the kitchen!" Omi had yelled when he had to clean up the miss in the stove. "Ken-kun, this is the last time you are going to cook!"
So far that was pretty funny, then there was the time in the mobile home that Omi and him had to share a room. Ken knew that he slept every which way and direction on the bed. That was when Omi kicked him out of the bed when they were forced to sleep in the same bed. It was kind funny since it was in the middle of their move from the mobile home to the apartment.
Omi had never had his own bedroom before and at first the idea of not sharing a room with Ken was scary to him. Ken would wake in the night and find Omi nuzzled up against him.
It took the boy a matter of six months to adjust to being in his own room and sleeping in a bed by himself. That was when Ken noticed that Aya had yelled at him about the state of his sheets. Omi had a wet dream and Aya thought Omi had wet his bed. "You're too old to do this, you're not five!"
Emotionally the boy was drained and was scared, he ran out of the room in tears and into Ken's arms. After Omi was taking a nap did Ken really let it loose on Aya. "Do you know what he is going through?" He had whispered to Aya. "Omi's growing up, emotionally he's still thirteen." He threw a pamphlet about puberty at Aya walked into Omi's bedroom to see if he was okay.
When Omi started getting sick from the toxins from that one mission, it was becoming clearer that to him, Omi was more than just a little brother in need of protecting.
"Omi take your medication, that cough will just get worse if you don't," he heard Omi coughing in his room. He knocked the door and walked in, Omi was crying on the bed.
"Ouka," the words were faint, but it was clear that it was the anniversary of her death.
"Omi, let's go see her, okay?" he smiled down at Omi who looked up at him trying to nod showing a fake smile.
**
Aya, now there was someone you didn't want mad at you, but really he wasn't such a bad person. He knew that Aya suffered from an inferiority complex, he was also devoted to his sister. Ken had seen Aya stand up for Sakura so many times, but in truth it was really amazing how much the man loved the girl.
He's just waiting for her to be old enough, Ken thought and smiled to himself about how she would show up out of the blue and leave little gifts for Aya.
Sometimes he saw that way Omi looked at her, something along the lines of wanting to date her, but too scared to ask. One time he saw Aya looking at Omi who was watching Sakura and then taking his hand picking up a piece of paper and hitting the boy between the eyes. This was definitely interesting; they were after the same person.
Aya was a good leader, that Ken had to admit, non of the other Weiss members would openly say why Omi stepped down as leader and allowed Aya full control. Omi was the planner, but it was Aya who held the team together sometimes.
"I never asked to be your leader," Aya had shouted at his team.
It was clear that really he didn't want the job, but was stuck with it anyway. It was Yohji who reasoned with him to get him to think it over.
**
Ken looked around the graveyard and heard Omi's soft prayers; sometimes he wished that he were with Yuriko. Then when he looked at Omi, he knew his place was with him, he protected him, he showered Omi was attention.
**
Returning home Ken lay back down on the couch and looked around, he saw Yohji walking in from his date and into the bathroom. This routine had been going on for weeks; no one knew really how it started. He heard the sounds of someone throwing up in the bathroom.
"Are you okay in there?"
"Shut up!" Yohji yelled out, then walked out. "Just mild food poisoning."
"You did it again didn't you?" Ken knew what had happened, Yohji was constently replaying what he did to Neu.
After Neu's death, Yohji stared to act funny; sometimes the dates that ended in his bed, the girls would come out with red marks on their necks. The girls were confused and didn't remember anything from it.
"You need help, Yohji," he remembered Aya growling at him. "I'm not covering for you again, do you understand? You could go to jail for this."
It was never brought out really in front of Omi or Ken. This was always in the privacy of the backroom of the store. Somehow though Ken had overheard it when he was going back there to tell Aya that his sister had called.
It diminished his respect of Yohji, he never had much to say about the guy, but it was the fact that Yohji had started to become more and more insane. Kritiker came to the rescue this time and it seemed that Yohji was getting better at least for now.
Lying on the couch was his favorite place to think, it was also the best way to observe his team without really disturbing them much. Ken had started people watching when he was ten, he had been in an orphanage and all he could do was watch perspective parents picking their children. They never picked him, he thought it was because he was too old, being close to being a teenager when his parents died and not having any relatives to take him in was distressing to him.
He spent most of his life being carted from home to home, sometimes though he was the one the younger children sought out for protection. He didn't mind being hit, Kase said he was going to be a good goalie someday.
This habit of watching people though had something to do with his team. He knew that Omi was sneaking Yohji's porn into his room; he had caught him doing it twice in three weeks. Omi wasn't as innocent as he looked, he would jack off looking at those magazines and then come out crying like he did something wrong.
It was perfectly normal for a teenage boy to do that, Ken thought, he did it when he was Omi's age. He would sneak passed the nuns with an American Playboy magazine into his room. He was caught only once doing it and he had the scars on his hand to prove it from how hard the nun smacked his hand with a ruler.
Ken had seen Omi grow up so much from a year ago, but he knew in truth the emotions were still fresh from the death of Ouka. He had held Omi, the rain fell hard that night and into the next morning, Omi hadn't left his room.
"He needs time to heal," he would tell Yohji who would try and comfort the boy only to make it worse.
Ken though had to admit, he was happy that Omi did yell at him. The burnt pizza incident was the last time he would cook. He remembered being bored of being asked to place an order for pizza that he was going to make his own. That was at first a good idea, Aya heralded it as the moment that hell would freeze that he would ever eat anything Ken made. He wanted to impress his teammates that he was able to cook, then he left the pizza in the oven and suddenly the smoke alarm went off.
Running in he saw what was left of his pizza, he had set the oven to broil not bake. "What kind of idiot would allow you in the kitchen!" Omi had yelled when he had to clean up the miss in the stove. "Ken-kun, this is the last time you are going to cook!"
So far that was pretty funny, then there was the time in the mobile home that Omi and him had to share a room. Ken knew that he slept every which way and direction on the bed. That was when Omi kicked him out of the bed when they were forced to sleep in the same bed. It was kind funny since it was in the middle of their move from the mobile home to the apartment.
Omi had never had his own bedroom before and at first the idea of not sharing a room with Ken was scary to him. Ken would wake in the night and find Omi nuzzled up against him.
It took the boy a matter of six months to adjust to being in his own room and sleeping in a bed by himself. That was when Ken noticed that Aya had yelled at him about the state of his sheets. Omi had a wet dream and Aya thought Omi had wet his bed. "You're too old to do this, you're not five!"
Emotionally the boy was drained and was scared, he ran out of the room in tears and into Ken's arms. After Omi was taking a nap did Ken really let it loose on Aya. "Do you know what he is going through?" He had whispered to Aya. "Omi's growing up, emotionally he's still thirteen." He threw a pamphlet about puberty at Aya walked into Omi's bedroom to see if he was okay.
When Omi started getting sick from the toxins from that one mission, it was becoming clearer that to him, Omi was more than just a little brother in need of protecting.
"Omi take your medication, that cough will just get worse if you don't," he heard Omi coughing in his room. He knocked the door and walked in, Omi was crying on the bed.
"Ouka," the words were faint, but it was clear that it was the anniversary of her death.
"Omi, let's go see her, okay?" he smiled down at Omi who looked up at him trying to nod showing a fake smile.
**
Aya, now there was someone you didn't want mad at you, but really he wasn't such a bad person. He knew that Aya suffered from an inferiority complex, he was also devoted to his sister. Ken had seen Aya stand up for Sakura so many times, but in truth it was really amazing how much the man loved the girl.
He's just waiting for her to be old enough, Ken thought and smiled to himself about how she would show up out of the blue and leave little gifts for Aya.
Sometimes he saw that way Omi looked at her, something along the lines of wanting to date her, but too scared to ask. One time he saw Aya looking at Omi who was watching Sakura and then taking his hand picking up a piece of paper and hitting the boy between the eyes. This was definitely interesting; they were after the same person.
Aya was a good leader, that Ken had to admit, non of the other Weiss members would openly say why Omi stepped down as leader and allowed Aya full control. Omi was the planner, but it was Aya who held the team together sometimes.
"I never asked to be your leader," Aya had shouted at his team.
It was clear that really he didn't want the job, but was stuck with it anyway. It was Yohji who reasoned with him to get him to think it over.
**
Ken looked around the graveyard and heard Omi's soft prayers; sometimes he wished that he were with Yuriko. Then when he looked at Omi, he knew his place was with him, he protected him, he showered Omi was attention.
**
Returning home Ken lay back down on the couch and looked around, he saw Yohji walking in from his date and into the bathroom. This routine had been going on for weeks; no one knew really how it started. He heard the sounds of someone throwing up in the bathroom.
"Are you okay in there?"
"Shut up!" Yohji yelled out, then walked out. "Just mild food poisoning."
"You did it again didn't you?" Ken knew what had happened, Yohji was constently replaying what he did to Neu.
After Neu's death, Yohji stared to act funny; sometimes the dates that ended in his bed, the girls would come out with red marks on their necks. The girls were confused and didn't remember anything from it.
"You need help, Yohji," he remembered Aya growling at him. "I'm not covering for you again, do you understand? You could go to jail for this."
It was never brought out really in front of Omi or Ken. This was always in the privacy of the backroom of the store. Somehow though Ken had overheard it when he was going back there to tell Aya that his sister had called.
It diminished his respect of Yohji, he never had much to say about the guy, but it was the fact that Yohji had started to become more and more insane. Kritiker came to the rescue this time and it seemed that Yohji was getting better at least for now.