As Told By Aya-----Diary Entry Two [[Yohji's Ramblings]]
Disclaimer: Must I repeat this for every chapter? Seriously, I mean. How could I own Weiss Kreuz, or anything related to it? I suppose, for all you legal people looking to sue innocent fanfic writers such as I, the answer is no, I do not own Weiss Kreuz. Don't rub it in.
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Dear Book which I express my feelings in,
That's too long. Highly unsuitable for a diary of a person with my caliber. I should give you a name, but what shall it be? The perfect name…..hmm….. How about, Aya-chan, after my imouto. Excellent. What could be better?
Dear Aya-chan,
Another boring day in my life. I seem to have too many of those lately. Wonder what happened to all the good ones?
As usual, it was ruined by the nutcases surrounding me, a.k.a the rest of the Weiss assassination team. Whatever did Kritiker see when picking them?
More so actually, the day was made negative by that worthless Kudou. With all his drinking, smoking, and "joys of women" as he calls it, he should be in heaven by now. Or it's opposite.
He constantly opens his mouth day and night, but sadly the only words I hear coming out are, "Blah, blah, blah…" Usually in these situations I simply zone out and daydream about killing Takatori. Lucky I'm so good at it, or else Kudou would've ranted even more about how I don't listen to him. Do you know how much he lectures? All over some fuss about how I treated those annoying girls in the flower shop yesterday. Apparently, I should've been "kinder and gentler. After all, they can't help that we guys are so gorgeous, and provide the perfect view created by God alone." I told him if they wanted to see something pretty, they should go take a picture. It'd last longer anyway.
Blah, blah, blah….you shouldn't be so stoic, Aya….blah, blah, blah….those girls can't help themselves, you know….blah, blah, blah….Ken, pass me the fried chicken….blah, blah, blah….what you need is to lighten up….blah, blah, blah….maybe if you had a girlfriend, I know some people you could….blah, blah, blah.
See how boring it is?
So maybe I'm exaggerating I tiny bit. Big deal. The stuff he says is still junk. Do you know how many times I have been told to "get my act together with the females?" Do you know how many more times I have told him to shut up, go away, made some lame excuse, or pretended I needed to use the bathroom? I swear, he now thinks I have some constipation problem and should consult a doctor. I do NOT need to go to the doctors. Never.
Guess who doesn't help the problem? The only good Omi and Ken ever did was installing a second bathroom for my getaways. However, ever since Omi went on that health kick of his (God knows he's enough of a skeleton as it is) and started eating only tofu at that tofu shop down the street, he's been in the bathroom practically every minute. But do I hear someone telling him to go to the doctors?
Ever since that incident with the girls, Mother Hen has been in face too much, for too long. In the flower shop, at dinner, even in the showers. If that man ever thinks of poking his head in when I need a wash, I am spraying him with the shower hose. No two ways about it. Better yet, I could squirt shampoo at him. Maybe add in a couple extra ingredients to make the result sweeter.
I'm even considering telling him I'm gay to get him to stop. Unfortunately, that probably won't work, since he'll probably take it that I'm in love with him. Ah, the difficulties of knowing someone so vain. Not to mention the rest of Weiss might think that as well. Perhaps if I told them I was asexual and disliked contact with men and women alike. But then things could get ugly at the flower shop with the girls.
You know what? This could all be a plot planned by the others. Maybe it's their objective to annoy me. Or is there another reason to it?
It's Takatori, isn't it?
I knew it! Weiss is plotting against me! This was all a setup to bring me down and get Aya-chan. Well they won't succeed. Not against me, they won't. I know if Yohji heard me now, he'd think I was overreacting. Well I'm not! Really, I'm not! You believe me, don't you? I'm serious, this has to be a setup! Yohji's lectures have not gotten into my head! Stop looking at me like that!
Oh. I get it.
You're also against me! How very sneaky of you, of all of you. Well guess what!?! You're a book!! And since I own you, I get to do what I want! Including shutting you and never opening you again!! So there! HA!
*three minutes later*
Oh, I forgot to sign off. Here it is then. Wouldn't want to end my victory without proper format. Take that Takatori!!!
Sincerely, (not to you, Weiss, or anyone associated with your plot to get rid of me)
Aya
Disclaimer: Must I repeat this for every chapter? Seriously, I mean. How could I own Weiss Kreuz, or anything related to it? I suppose, for all you legal people looking to sue innocent fanfic writers such as I, the answer is no, I do not own Weiss Kreuz. Don't rub it in.
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Dear Book which I express my feelings in,
That's too long. Highly unsuitable for a diary of a person with my caliber. I should give you a name, but what shall it be? The perfect name…..hmm….. How about, Aya-chan, after my imouto. Excellent. What could be better?
Dear Aya-chan,
Another boring day in my life. I seem to have too many of those lately. Wonder what happened to all the good ones?
As usual, it was ruined by the nutcases surrounding me, a.k.a the rest of the Weiss assassination team. Whatever did Kritiker see when picking them?
More so actually, the day was made negative by that worthless Kudou. With all his drinking, smoking, and "joys of women" as he calls it, he should be in heaven by now. Or it's opposite.
He constantly opens his mouth day and night, but sadly the only words I hear coming out are, "Blah, blah, blah…" Usually in these situations I simply zone out and daydream about killing Takatori. Lucky I'm so good at it, or else Kudou would've ranted even more about how I don't listen to him. Do you know how much he lectures? All over some fuss about how I treated those annoying girls in the flower shop yesterday. Apparently, I should've been "kinder and gentler. After all, they can't help that we guys are so gorgeous, and provide the perfect view created by God alone." I told him if they wanted to see something pretty, they should go take a picture. It'd last longer anyway.
Blah, blah, blah….you shouldn't be so stoic, Aya….blah, blah, blah….those girls can't help themselves, you know….blah, blah, blah….Ken, pass me the fried chicken….blah, blah, blah….what you need is to lighten up….blah, blah, blah….maybe if you had a girlfriend, I know some people you could….blah, blah, blah.
See how boring it is?
So maybe I'm exaggerating I tiny bit. Big deal. The stuff he says is still junk. Do you know how many times I have been told to "get my act together with the females?" Do you know how many more times I have told him to shut up, go away, made some lame excuse, or pretended I needed to use the bathroom? I swear, he now thinks I have some constipation problem and should consult a doctor. I do NOT need to go to the doctors. Never.
Guess who doesn't help the problem? The only good Omi and Ken ever did was installing a second bathroom for my getaways. However, ever since Omi went on that health kick of his (God knows he's enough of a skeleton as it is) and started eating only tofu at that tofu shop down the street, he's been in the bathroom practically every minute. But do I hear someone telling him to go to the doctors?
Ever since that incident with the girls, Mother Hen has been in face too much, for too long. In the flower shop, at dinner, even in the showers. If that man ever thinks of poking his head in when I need a wash, I am spraying him with the shower hose. No two ways about it. Better yet, I could squirt shampoo at him. Maybe add in a couple extra ingredients to make the result sweeter.
I'm even considering telling him I'm gay to get him to stop. Unfortunately, that probably won't work, since he'll probably take it that I'm in love with him. Ah, the difficulties of knowing someone so vain. Not to mention the rest of Weiss might think that as well. Perhaps if I told them I was asexual and disliked contact with men and women alike. But then things could get ugly at the flower shop with the girls.
You know what? This could all be a plot planned by the others. Maybe it's their objective to annoy me. Or is there another reason to it?
It's Takatori, isn't it?
I knew it! Weiss is plotting against me! This was all a setup to bring me down and get Aya-chan. Well they won't succeed. Not against me, they won't. I know if Yohji heard me now, he'd think I was overreacting. Well I'm not! Really, I'm not! You believe me, don't you? I'm serious, this has to be a setup! Yohji's lectures have not gotten into my head! Stop looking at me like that!
Oh. I get it.
You're also against me! How very sneaky of you, of all of you. Well guess what!?! You're a book!! And since I own you, I get to do what I want! Including shutting you and never opening you again!! So there! HA!
*three minutes later*
Oh, I forgot to sign off. Here it is then. Wouldn't want to end my victory without proper format. Take that Takatori!!!
Sincerely, (not to you, Weiss, or anyone associated with your plot to get rid of me)
Aya