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GoldenWings – *sweatdrops* Um… For italics, I just italicize the text. What file format are you saving in? .doc files don't show italics (well, at least mine didn't), so I suggest saving in .html.
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I stand alone.
In the dark.
With Aya.
How did this come to be, you ask? Well, it all started with a hair-brained scheme made up by Omi…
::Flashback::
"Aya."
Our leader looked up at the sound of Youji's voice, an eyebrow raised in question. Youji and Omi had entered the back room to discuss the "mission" they had been assigned.
'Course, the mission hadn't been assigned by Persia (instead it had been assigned by Omi), but Aya didn't have to know that.
"We've been assigned a new mission," Youji continued, "Manx told us to inform you since someone had to watch the shop during our debriefing."
"You see…" Omi picked up after him, "A criminal organization has been corrupting the minds of innocent children at a nearby laser tag facility. Weiss has been ordered to infiltrate the facility discreetly in order to prevent public knowledge of the facility's true intent. To do this, we will have to go inside undercover as 'kids' checking out the new game. The organization operates with having a member of their group 'play' in the game and pick out the more violent or bad-tempered tempered kids, which they will approach with a 'proposition'. We will have to first find out who this 'mole' – or moles – in the game is, and force them to reveal the location of the master-mind, before eliminating him."
And then he dropped the bombshell I had so kindly not been informed of.
"But it'll be just you and Ken on this mission." Omi smiled sheepishly. That kid really was a good actor. "'Cause you see… I have a huge paper due tomorrow and there aren't any girls over 21 for Youji… Besides, the mission shouldn't be too hard."
"…Hn."
::End Flashback::
Those stupid idiots. I can't believe they would just ditch me here with Aya. 'Course it is kinda nice to be all alone with him… and in the dark too… Okay, Hidaka, stop that train of thought right there; I am so glad it's so dark that it hides my blush.
C'mon, I'm a nineteen-year-old guy – do you expect my mind to be pure?
I clutch the laser gun at my side. Yes, we are being very discreet about this.
Don't ask me how we managed to convince Aya that the laser gun he was holding was an effective weapon…
Let's just leave it to a modern miracle.
But let's face it, once Aya hears the word "mission", it takes normal logic to a far off place away from him.
"Siberian," Aya said tensely, "Someone's coming."
Of course someone's coming.
A certain two someone's.
Any guesses on whom?
"Let's get his started!" Youji said gleefully in the communicator in my ear. "Aya's not going to know what's hit him!"
I sigh, refraining from commenting. Would want Aya to think I was going crazy and talking to thin air.
But I can't keep something from bugging me.
Like…
How the hell is this supposed to help Aya?!
Okay, people, let's stop and think for a second…
Goal of Plan: Defrost Aya… or try to…
Method: Take Aya to play laser tag
Anyone see what's wrong with this plan?
1 – Sure, he'll be doing something considered "fun" among normal people. My point? Aya sure as hell isn't normal.
2 – Some will definitely die under Aya's wrath, fake mission or not – most likely Omi or Youji (or me… eep…)
3 – Aya's going to have our heads (literally) when he finds out this was all a fake.
Times like these make me wish I had a normal boring life. Can't really have that when I'm an assassin/flower shop…person…
I reflexively tense, hearing footsteps coming down the path.
"Now!" Aya leaps out, unsheathing his katana.
Oh fucking great.
How the hell did he sneak that thing past security?!
I feel remarkably stupid standing here as I watch Aya chase after two figures, katana flashing in front of him. Omi, Youji, and I had definitely not accounted for this.
Turns out my theory on how the laser guns were actually heat rays didn't quite convince him.
But it actually does make sense. After all, Aya+mission=Aya+katana. Don't even try to convince me that my math (or logic) is flawed. I passed got through Algebra with a very impressive D+.
Wipe that stupid smile off your face.
I sigh, then follow after Aya, hoping that Youji and Omi would be alive after all this.
Not that didn't deserve it, with their stupid plan and all.
It takes me awhile, but I soon catch up with Aya, Omi, and Youji.
Hm… How odd… I would've thought for sure that Omi and Youji would at least stop and try to save their necks by talking with Aya instead of running in this panicked erratic manner. Then again, I probably wouldn't be doing any different.
For a fleeting moment, we pass under a light.
I screech to a skidding halt.
Wait a second…
Instead of tell-tale blond like I had expected, I saw black and brown.
We're in deep shit.
"Uh, Ken…" Omi says in my communicator uncertainly. "You know the guys Aya's chasing…"
"They're sure as hell not us," Youji adds, helpful as ever.
"Fuck," I answer.
I resist the urge to either hit my head against the nearest wall or strangle Omi and Youji.
Stifling a groan, I turn back to the sight of two innocent kids being chased by a katana-swinging maniac.
A pity…
Ah, and those kids probably would've had such a bright future too.
…
Hidaka, what are you thinking?!
Snapping back to whatever senses, my currently fried brain would allow, I took of sprinting after Aya. "ABYSSINIAN!" I decide that revealing our identities right now wouldn't be a very good idea unless we want our own little jail cell… or padded room.
"What, Siberian?" he snaps back, clearly distracted. I wince, seeing as he managed to catch a lock of one of the kid's hair with his last swing.
"That's sort of… not the people we're supposed to kill." I feel a sweatdrop growing rapidly on my head.
Aya doesn't seem to hear me. Seems he's in full-blown mission mode.
I put on a burst of speed, thankful for my soccer training.
And catch Aya in a full-blown tackle.
Which leads to a very pissed off Aya… and the two of us in a very compromising position.
I gulp, feeling my heart rate increase rapidly as I stared down at his very close face from my position on top of him.
"Siberian, explain," Aya says flatly. Neither he nor I make any move to move from the position we're currently in.
"Uh…" Thank goodness it's so dark. I swear my face is overheating at this point.
"Siberian…" he growls.
All coherent speech I may have had is gone at this point.
Do you think Aya will kill me if I kiss him now?
"Aya! Ken!"
Seems I won't be able to find out.
I hear Youji snicker from behind me. "What kind erotic behavior are you two involved in?"
If possible, my face gets even redder.
Aya roughly shoves me off him, before getting to his feet and sending a scary death glare at all three of us.
I merely sit there, trying to think through my overheated brain.
"What the fuck were you thinking?!" Aya explodes.
"Uh…" Omi looks around nervously. "I'm sure you really would like an explanation, but I think we should discuss this back at the flower shop…"
I think he's referring to the security guards beginning to pour in.
Well shit.
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I sat back in my chair, trying to make myself as small as possible.
Aya was definitely mad. Very very very mad.
You see, there are different stages in Aya-anger. I, being a very observant person (and possibly bordering on obsessive), have noticed the subtle differences.
Simple death-glare – Aya is irritated.
More severe death-glare – Aya is very irritated.
Severe death-glare + twitching eye-brow – Aya is very close to being angry.
Severe death-glare + growl – Aya is angry.
Severe death-glare + 'Shi-ne' – Aya is very angry.
Severe death-glare + 'Shi-ne' + katana (i.e. – big explosion of anger) – Aya is furious
Severe death-glare + quiet controlled voice – You're dead.
Why do I have the urge to throw myself at his feet and beg for his ever-gracious forgiveness?
"We're sorry, Aya…" Omi whispers. With silent consent, we had elected Omi to speak for us, seeing as his cute innocent look could rack up some points… and since Youji and I had far too much pride to ask for Aya's mercy.
Except when he has that death-glare.
"You're sorry?" Aya's voice was dangerously soft. "You put Weiss and innocent lives at stake for an idiotic idea of yours. I was a step away from killing two children because of you. We were nearly caught. Weiss was nearly exposed."
I cringe, and then look guiltily down at the floor.
If I didn't have this ridiculous crush on Aya, then we wouldn't be in this mess.
"I'm sorry…" I blurt out, finally raising my gaze to look him in the eye. I wince, seeing the anger within them.
His eyes narrowed, as he leaned forward to look at me critically. "Were you the one behind this?"
"Y-Yeah," I lie, my voice wavering.
"Ken!" Youji says sharply, looking at me.
"It's my fault. All of this is." I look at Omi and Youji pleadingly. It was all true, really. If I hadn't had a crush on Aya in the first place, then they would never have thought of this stupid plan. "Omi and Youji… They… didn't really want to do this. So, if you want someone to punish, it should be me."
"But Ken-kun--"
"NO!" I interrupt, looking at them with something between a glare and a pleading glance. "It's. All. My. Fault."
I can tell Aya's suspicious.
But then again, I don't really think he cares whose fault it is if he can still vent his anger out on someone.
"Kudou, Tsukino, you two will finish the accounting – and will not eat, sleep, or move from your seats until it's completely done." Aya's glare turns to me. "And Hidaka. You will clean this place from top to bottom. A single spot and you will clean the whole building again."
Instantly, protests start.
"What?!" Youji jumps to his feet. "There are hundreds of pages of paperwork!"
"Aya…" Omi looks pleadingly of our dear leader. "It'll take us days."
Aya glares… again.
I remain silent.
It is my fault after all.
With a sigh, Omi and Youji leave, heading for the daunting stacks of paperwork.
Silently, I too stand, and leave to get the cleaning supplies.
It's going to be a long day.
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To be continued…
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Oh yeah, 'bout that Aya-anger thing, I'm not sure if it's completely accurate. ^^;;
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