Title: Kitty Cinnamon Rolls Ch. 3
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.
Note: Sorry it took me long and this chapter for being short. ^.^;; *Waves the shy fluffiness flag*
Aya finished watering the last orchid from a hanging pot in the greenhouse. He put away the watering can and washed his hands. The young man admired the lovely garden and sunshine atmosphere. The scenery gave peace to his troubled heart and mind. Then Aya thought the quiet solitude was perfect for him to practice his sword techniques. He pulled out his katana from behind a big vase-like pot. The red headed young man walked onto the large garden rocks with purpose. He elegantly started his sword stances and strikes with his mind all empty, but of the katana in his hands.
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Omi quickly walked over to the greenhouse door. He placed his hand on the doorknob and hesitated. The memory of Aya kissing him fluttered before his mind's eye. Omi slightly shook his head and told his mind that Aya was just his teammate that was under too much stress.
The youngest member of Weiss pulled open the door and walked into the greenhouse. Omi always felt he was going into a secret garden. The way the plants, fountains, and large rocks were placed seemed a bit natural. Not, like an average greenhouse that had ordered rows of plants. He and Ken never had a hand in the greenhouse layout or daily care. Yohji would once in a while come in to putter around with a few plants when he wanted to be alone. Aya was the one who watched over the secret garden, which none of the customers would ever see. In a sense, the greenhouse was completely Aya's domain.
Omi continued to follow a round tiled path to the orchids. He stopped dead in his tracks when he caught a flash of movement from the corner of his eye. Omi saw Aya working out with his katana, jumping lithely from one large rock to another. The sunlight glinted off the polished steel and highlighted Aya's red hair. Omi felt entranced by the lavender-eyed assassin's beautiful sword dance. Aya seemed to flutter wearing a half-open loose shirt on each twist and jump.
Aya slowly came to a stop and sheathed his katana in the proper manner. He was aware that Omi had came in and watched him practice without interrupting him. Aya turned and strode over to the blonde youth.
"Yes, what is it?"
Omi just stared up at Aya with big blue eyes. He felt that Aya's gaze seemed to coolly see him right down to his soul and he shivered a bit. Omi moved eyes to Aya's chest and became nervous when he saw some exposed pale skin of his friend with the shirt being half-open.
"Omi?"
The blonde quickly moved his head down to look at his feet. "Ken-kun needed some help moving some potting soil bags."
"Ah… I will go…" Aya moved toward the direction of the greenhouse entrance with his katana in hand.
As the red haired man came nearer, Omi picked up a scent from Aya. The blonde took a deeper sniff when Aya had passed by him. He smelled orchids mixed with something else. He then felt odd in a tingly emotional sense. Omi followed behind Aya. He saw his friend hide the katana behind a big standing pot near the wall and fixed his loose shirt.
Aya walked to the entrance and held the door open until Omi stepped out. He continued onto the shop front.
"Umm, Aya-kun are you feeling better today?" and Omi notice a tiny stiffness in his teammate's posture.
"Yes…"
"That is good to hear." Omi tried to push the topic a little further. "Aya-kun, I want to know why did you kiss me?…"
Aya stopped and turned his head. He gave Omi an icy glare. "It never happened…"
Omi uncomfortably looked away and said nothing more. He heard Aya strode away into the storefront and Ken's voice in greeting the other. Omi took a deep breath and let it out slowly and placed all his confusing feelings away. He walked out into the storefront in his usual self and went back to the register.
Yohji ambled back in and tossed on apron. He attended to the flower orders at the arranging table. Life in the flower shop continued as if nothing was amiss.
TBC…
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