Disclaimer: No one in this fic belongs to me. If they did, I wouldn't be
working for my uncle.
A/N: Schwarz won't appear. Only Schuldich playing with Ken's mind. Even so, he's not "seen". OOCness for Aya and Ken I think. If I'm wrong, please leave a review or a flame. Arigato! Here comes the story! Enjoy!
//.// Thoughts
Undercover Love
//Aya. How can a man be so beautiful?// Ken thought.
//Because he's like that. You've only looked at the outside, Ken. Wait till you see the inside. Be prepared, sweet one. You might cry. But don't cry your heart out, love, because you still have me if he leaves you.// Came another voice in Ken's mind [1].
Ken didn't care about the other voice. He was used to it. Whenever he had a thought, he always had an answer. But it never was the answer that he wanted.
Ken thought about the time that he first met Aya.
*Flashback*
Ken was running down the street. He was late for his game.
//Shit! I'm gonna get fired! Dammit!// Ken thought. He was running so fast that his vision was blurred [2].
//Don't worry, love. You won't. The coach isn't there. Be careful loved one. You might hurt yourself.// Came the voice.
*CRASH!!!*
Ken had crashed into a redhead unknowingly and fell backwards [3].
//Dammit! Now I'm even later!// Ken thought, forgetting about what the voice said to him previously. He never remembered anything the voice said to him. Why should he, anyway? He had always ignored the voice.
//You never stop worrying, do you, love? You won't be late at all today.//
Ken got up, brushed the dirt off his soccer uniform, and walked over to the redhead.
The redhead got up quickly without caring that he was dirty, muttered a quick apology, and carried on walking, his head down.
Ken was definitely not satisfied. He went after the redhead and pulled him by the shoulder and turned him around.
TBC (would readers want that???)
A/N: Sorry if it sucked. Sorry for the errors also. I mean, it was two in the morning when I typed it out. My brain was half-asleep. So I couldn't see very well. But it was *not* two when I wrote it. Review onegai!!! Flames are fine. They're totally acceptable. But please be nice!!! Please read the following: Review = More chappies Flame = Indicates that it's time to put my pen down and stop disgusting readers out The same goes for every fic, if I even plan to post more.
[1] It's obviously Schuldich. No one else is a telepath in the show, right?
[2] if you think you have a better word other than blurred, please leave a review/flame. My brain was clogged at that time, so you can't blame me. Blame my brain if needed to. *I talk rot*.
[3] When you crash into someone, you fall backwards, right? I'm not too sure about that one. Leave a review and help me with my English a little, ne?
Gotta go, readers! Leave a review or flame, and I'll come back and check to see if I need to post more! Jaa ne.
A/N: Schwarz won't appear. Only Schuldich playing with Ken's mind. Even so, he's not "seen". OOCness for Aya and Ken I think. If I'm wrong, please leave a review or a flame. Arigato! Here comes the story! Enjoy!
//.// Thoughts
Undercover Love
//Aya. How can a man be so beautiful?// Ken thought.
//Because he's like that. You've only looked at the outside, Ken. Wait till you see the inside. Be prepared, sweet one. You might cry. But don't cry your heart out, love, because you still have me if he leaves you.// Came another voice in Ken's mind [1].
Ken didn't care about the other voice. He was used to it. Whenever he had a thought, he always had an answer. But it never was the answer that he wanted.
Ken thought about the time that he first met Aya.
*Flashback*
Ken was running down the street. He was late for his game.
//Shit! I'm gonna get fired! Dammit!// Ken thought. He was running so fast that his vision was blurred [2].
//Don't worry, love. You won't. The coach isn't there. Be careful loved one. You might hurt yourself.// Came the voice.
*CRASH!!!*
Ken had crashed into a redhead unknowingly and fell backwards [3].
//Dammit! Now I'm even later!// Ken thought, forgetting about what the voice said to him previously. He never remembered anything the voice said to him. Why should he, anyway? He had always ignored the voice.
//You never stop worrying, do you, love? You won't be late at all today.//
Ken got up, brushed the dirt off his soccer uniform, and walked over to the redhead.
The redhead got up quickly without caring that he was dirty, muttered a quick apology, and carried on walking, his head down.
Ken was definitely not satisfied. He went after the redhead and pulled him by the shoulder and turned him around.
TBC (would readers want that???)
A/N: Sorry if it sucked. Sorry for the errors also. I mean, it was two in the morning when I typed it out. My brain was half-asleep. So I couldn't see very well. But it was *not* two when I wrote it. Review onegai!!! Flames are fine. They're totally acceptable. But please be nice!!! Please read the following: Review = More chappies Flame = Indicates that it's time to put my pen down and stop disgusting readers out The same goes for every fic, if I even plan to post more.
[1] It's obviously Schuldich. No one else is a telepath in the show, right?
[2] if you think you have a better word other than blurred, please leave a review/flame. My brain was clogged at that time, so you can't blame me. Blame my brain if needed to. *I talk rot*.
[3] When you crash into someone, you fall backwards, right? I'm not too sure about that one. Leave a review and help me with my English a little, ne?
Gotta go, readers! Leave a review or flame, and I'll come back and check to see if I need to post more! Jaa ne.