Disclaimer: If I owned Weiss Kreuz then I would be rich. I am not rich, therefore I do not own Weiss Kreuz. Or something like that.

Non Semper Qui Vidaetor Sunt

"'I'll teach you an art,' you said," Ken began grimly.

"I thought she was a little- strange looking."

"Yes," Ken snapped. "I would say that he was."

"Gomen, Ken. I will find you a girl," Yoji promised.

"What about that personal ad?" Ken continued.

"24, 42, a simple typo!" Yoji protested.

"And those sisters?"

"How was I supposed to know their brother was with them?" Yoji sighed, wincing at the memory of the large fist of the older brother. "And they were nice looking too. Ken, I think your date-search is jinxed."

Ken sighed too. "Maybe," he said glumly.

Yoji made a dismissive motion. "There's always tomorrow. Okay, run some lines again, I don't think your delivery is quite what it should be."

Ken sighed. "You probably cause traffic accidents with a beautiful face like that," he said glumly.

Yoji shook his head. "All wrong. You mean 'Doesn't a beautiful face like yours cause traffic accidents?' See the difference? And your tone is all off too! But right now, just work on the words."

"You look cold, do you want to borrow my jacket?"

"That doesn't sound so great," Yoji said, frowning. "You need something better than that."

"Want to play a little one on one?"

Yoji considered. "Slightly better, but improve that tone."

"Are you an angel?"

Yoji snorted. "You don't want to know where that line might get you."

"Shouldn't there be a law against being so beautiful?"

Yoji grinned. "Better."

"This one is so lame, Yoji."

"Shoot."

"I lost my teddy, can I sleep with you?"

"That is a bit lame," Yoji admitted. "Now what sort of complements will you pay Miss Right?"

Ken thought for a moment, then cleared his throat. "Without you, everything is dark and dreary…the clouds gather and the wind beats the rain. Then comes the warm sun. You are like a rainbow-"

"Ken, is that a complement or a weather report?" Yoji asked, rolling his eyes.

Ken sighed. "I'm running out of lines!"

Yoji groaned. "I don't think I've ever had a more difficult student. Shoot straight from the heart, like you mean it, like I am the girl of your dreams."

Ken shook his head at the thought. "No." He began again, striving for the sincerity that Yoji went on and on about, that wasn't really sincerity at all, but a sort of false sincerity, Yoji told him, that had to sound at least a little convincing. "I believe in love at first sight," he began. "As soon as I saw you…"

Omi staggered under the basket of laundry he was carrying. Not only do they not help me with my research, I do all the laundry, he thought resentfully and set the basket down outside of Yoji's room. He lifted his hand to knock. "-I knew you were different. Someone like no other, charming, beautiful, a shining spirit in a body that shouldn't belong to a mortal." Ken-kun?! " I want to dance with you, I want to be with you. I want us to spend this short time-" Omi ran down the hallway.

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