Title: Kitty Cinnamon Rolls Ch. 2

Author: Kreuz Swords

Rating: PG-13 with guys umm errr, kissing each other O.o

Disclaimer: I do not own Weiß and made no money. I might crash and burn on mushy ideas this chapter O.o;

Notes: Manx16, catnip was mix in the cinnamon rolls X3 *Dodges arrows* Thanks for the tip DivineAngel. (Post-it note: Make Aya more his angsty self)

Aya stood before the bathroom mirror glaring at his reflection. His hands were digging into the sides of the sink counter as he was leaning forward. Aya was still not pleased with his bizarre action toward Omi two days ago. He hated himself even more for running away. Aya never ran away from anything before. Why had he treated Omi in such a way? It was very unlike even for him to kiss someone at all. He never felt like wanting to kiss anyone before. Aya may have a few times on those long ago days when he was with his little sister and kissed her only goodnight.

Aya thinned his lips and anger built up inside him as he stood in front of the mirror. Without warning, the red head punched at his reflection. The mirror made a loud crack, but it did not fall into pieces. Aya stepped back holding his slightly bleeding knuckles of one hand for a moment. He ignored the pain and placed his head into the palm of his unhurt hand. Aya hoped he would be able replace the mirror before the others would notice.

He pulled out a few band-aids from the sink counter and placed them on the small cuts. The elegant young man started to dismantle the cracked mirror off the wall.

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Omi sat at the register counter resting his head on a hand. He gazed outside the store's large windows. The flower shop was having its rare moments of no customers during business hours for a short while. Omi could hear Ken watering the plants and humming a song in the far corner from him. Yohji was out doing some surveillance work on their latest target. Omi's black cat was curled up in his lap asleep. The youth was not thinking about the mission or running the flower shop. His mind was on the kiss that was given by Aya out of the blue. Omi could not forget the sensations he felt as Aya kissed and touched him. He also wondered why Aya has been avoiding him since that odd morning of cooking of the cinnamon rolls. At school, Omi noticed recently when girls talked about being kissed or dreaming about being kissed. He had blushed a bit when he overheard groups of girls as he compared the moment of Aya kissing him.

He wondered why he felt a jumble of odd feelings of being kissed by Aya. Omi never really thought about kissing a girl, especially not on kissing a guy. The youth did not think he was gay, or was he. He never felt odd when he rough play wrestle with Ken. Yohji's random teasing and closeness did not give him odd feelings either. Omi admired Aya's calm mind during missions and deeply trusted Aya to pull through when he depended on him. The slender red head was the team's foundation in sense. Omi thought again that Aya's kiss was nice after all, and he lightly grinned.

"Oi, what are you grinning in a daydream about, squirt?" Yohji's lanky frame leaned against counter and his face was few inches from Omi's.

Omi gave out a startled cry and almost fell off the stool. His cat slipped off, but landed correctly onto the floor. The black glowered up at its owner with disfavor before slinking off to a sun patch.

"Sorry kitty. Yohji-kun do not sneak up on me like that!"

"Why were you so jumpy then. Did you think I was going to kiss you or something Omi?" Yohji shook his head and dragged over a stool to sit on. "I am beginning to think Aya's daydreaming is infectious… By the way, do you know why Aya was fixing the bathroom mirror in the morning? I asked him and all I got was his trademark displeased glare."

"I did not know that the mirror was broken." said Omi with puzzled expression.

"Bah, he probably found the mirror was not even on the wall and his perfectionist mind had to fix it." The older teammate waved his hand to banish any more thoughts on the subject. "How was school today, short stuff?"

"It was fine…Umm…"

"Oh, what has your mind busy with?" The tall man raised an eyebrow at Omi's hesitation.

"Umm, nothing really… But… Yohji-kun… What do you feel when you kiss someone?" the youth slightly blushed for asking such a bold question to the oldest teammate."

"Oh my." Yohji looked at Omi with a surprised expression.

"Sorry, I did not mean to ask such a personal question."

"No, it is okay. I didn't expect to be asked about kissing from you. So, our little Omi has matured enough to think about kissing someone. Is she a girl we know that comes here or only at school? Is she eighteen or is she an older woman?" Yohji smirked.

"Yohji-kun!" Omi fluster out.

"Forgive me beginning heartbreaker." The ladies' man of a friend held up his hands to fend off Omi's turbulent feelings on an important topic. "I will answer what I can of your awkward questions"

"You are sure you do not mind?"

"Go ahead and shoot kido." and Yohji winked.

"Umm, so how do you feel when you kiss?"

"Hum, I feel good with a warm tingle usually. When I kissed someone I was really in love with, I wanted the kiss to be longer because the kiss felt addicting and I wanted to kiss her only." The lanky young man reflected in deep thought.

"How do you know if you really love someone?"

"There are many feelings tied to be being in love. You always want to be with the person you love. You can't think of your life without that person by your side. Your world brightens every time you see the person you love." Yohji's emerald eyes took on a sad distant look. "You might do anything for your love. I hope I was clear enough to get an idea."

"Yes, but I am still confused…"

"Mostly go with what your heart truly feels."

"Does sex have to be part of love?"

"Uhhh…. Yohji coughed a little. "Sorry Omi, I do not want to be bad influence on answering that question. I will leave it up to you decide."

"Oh…"

"What are you two deep in conversation about?" asked Ken as he came up to the counter. Dirt marks were on his clothes and face from repotting some plants.

"I was reporting on what I saw today." Answered Yohji as Omi had trouble looking at Ken. "Well, I need to have a smoke now. I will fill you all in when I return." The tall teammate winked at Omi without Ken seeing it and ambled out of the shop pulling out a cigarette and lighter.

"Omi-kun, could you go ask Aya to help me repot some of the big plants out here. I don't want to drag dirt all over. He told me he would be in the greenhouse checking on the orchids if I needed him."

"Sure Ken-kun." Omi hopped off his stool and made his way to the greenhouse out back.

"Thanks." Ken went back to opening a few soil bags.

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TBC? ^.^; To the reader, please review or give me suggestions for continuing this fic.