Summer Vacation
By Misaki Sakura
@Day Six@
/Ken's POV/
Yesterday my head started to spin. I woke up to find that I couldn't move. Even with the blanket covering me, my body was still shivering. Maybe because the day before I stumbled into the river. Aya noticed and asked what's wrong. Without waiting for me to answer, he put his hand on my forehead, causing shivers down to my spine. He didn't say anything. Instead, he shuffled through his bag and pulled a thermometer from it. He put it into my mouth and said '38.5Ë' before he gave me medicine and a glass of water.
I smile at that thought. I hardly imagine Aya looking after me like this. I could die happily, but not now. This is the second day of my bed rest and I feel much better ... even though for some reason I couldn't sleep last night. Well, how could you sleep with those voices... no, not voices. More like 'growling' and 'moaning' that came for Omi and Youji's room. Even an idiot couldn't be oblivious of their activity last night. Actually I never knew Omi could scream that loud. Heck, why do we have to get a room next to theirs? Even Aya's face was red.
This morning he gave me another medicine which I forcefully gulped down since I hate medicine. They're bitter but I can't deny that they do my body good, so ...
"Ken-kun, how are you feeling?" Omi comes in with a smile plastering on his lips.
"Better, which I doubt at first 'cause I couldn't get some decent sleep last night. Figure why." I murmur but loud enough for him to hear.
Omi's face is flushed scarlet. Very cute. I nearly laugh at this sight. Then I see Youji comes in too. It looks like he heard what I said to Omi.
"So you were enjoying it then? With our great, great leader of your dream? How was it?
"Youji!"
"Hey, Kenken, don't be shy. We all know that you like him. It's not a secret anymore."
"Yeah, you know but he doesn't! And I don't want him to know. And don't say anything about it anymore 'cause it's giving me a headache."
"Fine then. So how's your fever?"
"Much better. I am not that dizzy anymore and I can walk around this cabin if I want to. But Aya doesn't let me."
"Of course he doesn't. You must take a rest Ken-kun. I know Aya-kun is worrying about you too."
"Nah, he's just worrying about me to make sure that I can work on the mission well. Just a mere concern from a leader to his teammate. It's okay, even though I hope he could worry about me more than a teammate."
"I think he is. 'Cause yesterday when we ... you know ... we have to do chores but we couldn't because ... anyway, he didn't scold us as usual. He looked tired and worn out. He only stared at us and left without showing any acknowledgement of our ... duties."
I laugh my lungs out, making Omi's face turns redder. Even Youji is blushing. Hard to believe, right? But that's what happens. Since I can't stop laughing, Youji smacks me.
"Cut it out already! I know you can do that better than us. Especially with Aya."
"Hey!! Okay, okay I'll stop. By the way, where's Aya?"
"He's in the kitchen. I think he's making us lunch. Anyway, have you confessed yet?"
"Youji, I'd better jump off a hundred-storey building than say it to Aya! At least I could have my head attached to my body." I rub my neck at that.
"No, Ken-kun. You'll crash." Omi says, still biting his Pocky, in an innocent tone. Honestly, he can be as innocent as hell but at the same time is worse than Aya.
"Yeah, but still ... it would mean I drop dead that instance or Aya slices me with his katana. The conclusion is ... I'm dead."
"Come on. You believe that he would kill you?"
I nod. "Why wouldn't he? I know he hates me from the beginning and this would be the best opportunity he has to kill me. Say ... strangling me to dead?"
Youji growls. "If there's anyone who wanted to kill you, it would be me. Ken, you're an idiot." His hands reach my collar at yank me.
"Hey! That's not the way to treat sick people!"
"You're not sick anymore! Besides, you're an idiot!"
"Oh yeah?! Well at least I don't dress as if I'm the biggest whore in the world!"
"You just don't know how to dress well, Kenken. No wonder Aya doesn't notice you." He sticks his tongue out. How mature!
"Oh, that's so mature of you, Yotan!" I say sarcastically. Omi doesn't say anything. He continues eating his Pocky. I wonder if they put something in it that 'cause addiction. He will gain weight if he continues eating those.
"Stop it, Omi! You'll look chubbier if you keep eating!"
At least we agree on one thing. I sigh. Youji's gonna be a mess. See Omi's eyes? Yep! They're as teary as hell. In a mere nanosecond, he can burst out crying. There it goes.
"Youji-kun, do you ... do you really think that I ... am ... chubby?" he sniffs. Youji's trying to say something to calm him, but hey! It's Youji we're talking about. If he can make things easier, hell will freeze before he succeeds.
"But, Omi ... you're a little ..." he stops. I know what he's going to say and that's very wise of him to shut up. But Omi isn't called a genius for nothing. He seems to know what Youji's gonna say.
"Fat?! You said I'm fat?! Youji-kun, how dare you?!" he slaps Youji and that must be hard 'cause he flinches. He grabs Omi's hand in time before it hits his face for the second time.
"Omi, he's right. You have to stop eating those Pocky. Or else ... you'll look like that chubby chocobo from FF VIII." I try to help Youji. He mouths me a 'thank you' before returning his eyes to Omi.
"Am I ... am I really that fat? Ken-kun, how can you say that?! I now I'm ... gaining weight but ... I'm not that fat!"
"You will if you don't stop eating this every time. I hardly recall times when I find you without these stuffed in your mouth." Youji hold the box of Pocky before Omi's eyes. He sighs in defeat.
"Okay, I'll try to stop. But Ken-kun ..."
"Yeah?"
"Can you confess to Aya-kun about your feeling? Please?"
"Omi!"
"Please? Pretty pleeeeease? I won't ask you for anything after this. I promise." He uses his ultimate weapon, the I'm-to-cute-so-you-can't- resist-me look. I hate it when he does that!
"Okay! Fine! I'll do it!"
"Do what?"
We direct our glances to the door where Aya, in all his glory, stands. Oh no. did he hear what I say? Did he?!
*****
/Aya's POV/
"Okay! Fine! I'll do it!"
"Do what?" I can't stop myself but to ask him. Well, I have the right to suspect them. There I was, making lunch for them and here they are, talking about something which I think have to do with me 'cause they don't want me to hear it. Though I don't care if they are really talking about me. But there's Ken ...
"Do what?" I ask him once more 'cause he doesn't say anything to answer my question. Instead of it, he peeks glances with Omi and Youji who don't seem less surprised.
"It's ... it's nothing, Aya-kun. We're just talking about ... about ..."
"Hn."
"About how Omi will get fat because of these." Youji waves the Pocky in front of Aya. Omi steps in his foot intentionally but Youji doesn't even flinch.
"You should stop eating those." I say, putting the tray I've been holding on the nightstand. Omi's muttering something like 'Youji-kun, you'll pay for this!', Youji will suffer. I don't know why but I'll love to see that happens. Like I've said before, Youji isn't one of my favourite. Grounding Omi from his Pocky is like taking his life away from him. I thought he would get bored with dozen packs of Pocky in his room but ... let's just say, I was wrong.
"Then why are you still here?" I try to keep my usual monotone voice. I think Omi can catch it.
"Okay, we're going, Aya-kun. Come on, Youji-kun." He pinches Youji and drags him out of our room. That leaves me with Ken. He shifts nervously. I place the tray in front of him.
"Do you want to eat this now or later?"
"Now..." he whispers.
He eats silently as I watch him. Sometimes he peeks glances at me and looks away when our gazes meet. He blushes furiously several times. I love to see that. He looks so cute when he blushes, even I have to admit it.
"A...Aya, thank you..." he says suddenly, his eyes lingering on mine.
"For what?"
"For ... taking care of me. That's ... I ..." he seems to lose his word. His eyes dart to anything but me.
"Well, that's what a friend should do. You said it to me yourself."
"Yeah, about how friends take care of each other and all but... what I'm gonna say is ... I appreciate it very much and ..."
"It's okay. After all, that's half my fault. I should've warned you." I say regretfully.
"I ... iie, that's my fault. I should've watched my step."
Another silence. I can't say that I don't like the silence. It gives me time to watch him carefully, studying his face, whole figure. And that makes me have to push those thoughts from my head. I have to control myself. I can't do what my head is telling me. For my sakes, I can't ravish him right here right now, can I?
"Er ... Aya..."
"Yes?"
"I ... I ..." he hesitates.
"Yes?"
"I ... it's ... it's nothing." He turns his head away from me and put the tray on the nightstand. His hand runs through his hair shakily.
"Ken, what's it between you, Omi and Youji?"
"Oh? It's nothing really." His voice is shaking.
"Hn."
"You don't believe me, do you, Aya?"
"Nope."
"Why?"
"Why what?"
"Why don't you believe me?"
"'Cause you're a noticeable liar."
"I'm ..." he shrugs. "Maybe you think we have something secret to do to you. Maybe you think we're going to..."
"To what? Kill me?"
"Aya!! How could you say that?" his eyes flaring. I wonder what makes him so mad. That I think they would try to kill me?
"The fact that you guys never like me is no longer a secret. I know it but I believe that you won't do such thing."
He sighs in relief. "We won't do such thing and it's so good of you to notice." He sounds kinda sarcastic.
"I'm not that dense. So what did you wanna say?"
"Eh?"
"That 'I ... I ...' thing. What were you going to say?"
"It's ... it's none of your business!!" he snaps. I'm surprised and I think he is too.
"Oh, first you want to talk to me and now you snap at me. How eloquent, Ken." I straighten up and get the tray. "If you have nothing else to say, then I'll take this downstairs, Hidaka." I say in an icy tone.
He's taken aback by my voice. Muttering, he shakes his head and lie down, pulling his blanket over his body. Without any other words, I take the tray and slam the door behind me. I don't know which one makes me more pissed off, Ken snapped at me or the fact that he doesn't want me to know what he's going to say to me! Shaking my head, I put the tray on the sink and go to join Omi and Youji at the table.
******* TBC *******
A/N : This one is longer than the others. First I want to make Aya
confess here but ... I think that's a little bit too fast or what. I
actually don't know. I want to make Aya confess to Ken! But it's Aya,
Aya of all people, so ... I'm gonna reconsider it for a while so I think
it will take me a while to update, not to mention I have a lot of
school things to do. Gomen.
PS: So Omi and Youji's room is next to Aya and Ken's. Sorry I didn't
mention it before. Anyway, thank's to all the reviews, I love them!
By Misaki Sakura
@Day Six@
/Ken's POV/
Yesterday my head started to spin. I woke up to find that I couldn't move. Even with the blanket covering me, my body was still shivering. Maybe because the day before I stumbled into the river. Aya noticed and asked what's wrong. Without waiting for me to answer, he put his hand on my forehead, causing shivers down to my spine. He didn't say anything. Instead, he shuffled through his bag and pulled a thermometer from it. He put it into my mouth and said '38.5Ë' before he gave me medicine and a glass of water.
I smile at that thought. I hardly imagine Aya looking after me like this. I could die happily, but not now. This is the second day of my bed rest and I feel much better ... even though for some reason I couldn't sleep last night. Well, how could you sleep with those voices... no, not voices. More like 'growling' and 'moaning' that came for Omi and Youji's room. Even an idiot couldn't be oblivious of their activity last night. Actually I never knew Omi could scream that loud. Heck, why do we have to get a room next to theirs? Even Aya's face was red.
This morning he gave me another medicine which I forcefully gulped down since I hate medicine. They're bitter but I can't deny that they do my body good, so ...
"Ken-kun, how are you feeling?" Omi comes in with a smile plastering on his lips.
"Better, which I doubt at first 'cause I couldn't get some decent sleep last night. Figure why." I murmur but loud enough for him to hear.
Omi's face is flushed scarlet. Very cute. I nearly laugh at this sight. Then I see Youji comes in too. It looks like he heard what I said to Omi.
"So you were enjoying it then? With our great, great leader of your dream? How was it?
"Youji!"
"Hey, Kenken, don't be shy. We all know that you like him. It's not a secret anymore."
"Yeah, you know but he doesn't! And I don't want him to know. And don't say anything about it anymore 'cause it's giving me a headache."
"Fine then. So how's your fever?"
"Much better. I am not that dizzy anymore and I can walk around this cabin if I want to. But Aya doesn't let me."
"Of course he doesn't. You must take a rest Ken-kun. I know Aya-kun is worrying about you too."
"Nah, he's just worrying about me to make sure that I can work on the mission well. Just a mere concern from a leader to his teammate. It's okay, even though I hope he could worry about me more than a teammate."
"I think he is. 'Cause yesterday when we ... you know ... we have to do chores but we couldn't because ... anyway, he didn't scold us as usual. He looked tired and worn out. He only stared at us and left without showing any acknowledgement of our ... duties."
I laugh my lungs out, making Omi's face turns redder. Even Youji is blushing. Hard to believe, right? But that's what happens. Since I can't stop laughing, Youji smacks me.
"Cut it out already! I know you can do that better than us. Especially with Aya."
"Hey!! Okay, okay I'll stop. By the way, where's Aya?"
"He's in the kitchen. I think he's making us lunch. Anyway, have you confessed yet?"
"Youji, I'd better jump off a hundred-storey building than say it to Aya! At least I could have my head attached to my body." I rub my neck at that.
"No, Ken-kun. You'll crash." Omi says, still biting his Pocky, in an innocent tone. Honestly, he can be as innocent as hell but at the same time is worse than Aya.
"Yeah, but still ... it would mean I drop dead that instance or Aya slices me with his katana. The conclusion is ... I'm dead."
"Come on. You believe that he would kill you?"
I nod. "Why wouldn't he? I know he hates me from the beginning and this would be the best opportunity he has to kill me. Say ... strangling me to dead?"
Youji growls. "If there's anyone who wanted to kill you, it would be me. Ken, you're an idiot." His hands reach my collar at yank me.
"Hey! That's not the way to treat sick people!"
"You're not sick anymore! Besides, you're an idiot!"
"Oh yeah?! Well at least I don't dress as if I'm the biggest whore in the world!"
"You just don't know how to dress well, Kenken. No wonder Aya doesn't notice you." He sticks his tongue out. How mature!
"Oh, that's so mature of you, Yotan!" I say sarcastically. Omi doesn't say anything. He continues eating his Pocky. I wonder if they put something in it that 'cause addiction. He will gain weight if he continues eating those.
"Stop it, Omi! You'll look chubbier if you keep eating!"
At least we agree on one thing. I sigh. Youji's gonna be a mess. See Omi's eyes? Yep! They're as teary as hell. In a mere nanosecond, he can burst out crying. There it goes.
"Youji-kun, do you ... do you really think that I ... am ... chubby?" he sniffs. Youji's trying to say something to calm him, but hey! It's Youji we're talking about. If he can make things easier, hell will freeze before he succeeds.
"But, Omi ... you're a little ..." he stops. I know what he's going to say and that's very wise of him to shut up. But Omi isn't called a genius for nothing. He seems to know what Youji's gonna say.
"Fat?! You said I'm fat?! Youji-kun, how dare you?!" he slaps Youji and that must be hard 'cause he flinches. He grabs Omi's hand in time before it hits his face for the second time.
"Omi, he's right. You have to stop eating those Pocky. Or else ... you'll look like that chubby chocobo from FF VIII." I try to help Youji. He mouths me a 'thank you' before returning his eyes to Omi.
"Am I ... am I really that fat? Ken-kun, how can you say that?! I now I'm ... gaining weight but ... I'm not that fat!"
"You will if you don't stop eating this every time. I hardly recall times when I find you without these stuffed in your mouth." Youji hold the box of Pocky before Omi's eyes. He sighs in defeat.
"Okay, I'll try to stop. But Ken-kun ..."
"Yeah?"
"Can you confess to Aya-kun about your feeling? Please?"
"Omi!"
"Please? Pretty pleeeeease? I won't ask you for anything after this. I promise." He uses his ultimate weapon, the I'm-to-cute-so-you-can't- resist-me look. I hate it when he does that!
"Okay! Fine! I'll do it!"
"Do what?"
We direct our glances to the door where Aya, in all his glory, stands. Oh no. did he hear what I say? Did he?!
*****
/Aya's POV/
"Okay! Fine! I'll do it!"
"Do what?" I can't stop myself but to ask him. Well, I have the right to suspect them. There I was, making lunch for them and here they are, talking about something which I think have to do with me 'cause they don't want me to hear it. Though I don't care if they are really talking about me. But there's Ken ...
"Do what?" I ask him once more 'cause he doesn't say anything to answer my question. Instead of it, he peeks glances with Omi and Youji who don't seem less surprised.
"It's ... it's nothing, Aya-kun. We're just talking about ... about ..."
"Hn."
"About how Omi will get fat because of these." Youji waves the Pocky in front of Aya. Omi steps in his foot intentionally but Youji doesn't even flinch.
"You should stop eating those." I say, putting the tray I've been holding on the nightstand. Omi's muttering something like 'Youji-kun, you'll pay for this!', Youji will suffer. I don't know why but I'll love to see that happens. Like I've said before, Youji isn't one of my favourite. Grounding Omi from his Pocky is like taking his life away from him. I thought he would get bored with dozen packs of Pocky in his room but ... let's just say, I was wrong.
"Then why are you still here?" I try to keep my usual monotone voice. I think Omi can catch it.
"Okay, we're going, Aya-kun. Come on, Youji-kun." He pinches Youji and drags him out of our room. That leaves me with Ken. He shifts nervously. I place the tray in front of him.
"Do you want to eat this now or later?"
"Now..." he whispers.
He eats silently as I watch him. Sometimes he peeks glances at me and looks away when our gazes meet. He blushes furiously several times. I love to see that. He looks so cute when he blushes, even I have to admit it.
"A...Aya, thank you..." he says suddenly, his eyes lingering on mine.
"For what?"
"For ... taking care of me. That's ... I ..." he seems to lose his word. His eyes dart to anything but me.
"Well, that's what a friend should do. You said it to me yourself."
"Yeah, about how friends take care of each other and all but... what I'm gonna say is ... I appreciate it very much and ..."
"It's okay. After all, that's half my fault. I should've warned you." I say regretfully.
"I ... iie, that's my fault. I should've watched my step."
Another silence. I can't say that I don't like the silence. It gives me time to watch him carefully, studying his face, whole figure. And that makes me have to push those thoughts from my head. I have to control myself. I can't do what my head is telling me. For my sakes, I can't ravish him right here right now, can I?
"Er ... Aya..."
"Yes?"
"I ... I ..." he hesitates.
"Yes?"
"I ... it's ... it's nothing." He turns his head away from me and put the tray on the nightstand. His hand runs through his hair shakily.
"Ken, what's it between you, Omi and Youji?"
"Oh? It's nothing really." His voice is shaking.
"Hn."
"You don't believe me, do you, Aya?"
"Nope."
"Why?"
"Why what?"
"Why don't you believe me?"
"'Cause you're a noticeable liar."
"I'm ..." he shrugs. "Maybe you think we have something secret to do to you. Maybe you think we're going to..."
"To what? Kill me?"
"Aya!! How could you say that?" his eyes flaring. I wonder what makes him so mad. That I think they would try to kill me?
"The fact that you guys never like me is no longer a secret. I know it but I believe that you won't do such thing."
He sighs in relief. "We won't do such thing and it's so good of you to notice." He sounds kinda sarcastic.
"I'm not that dense. So what did you wanna say?"
"Eh?"
"That 'I ... I ...' thing. What were you going to say?"
"It's ... it's none of your business!!" he snaps. I'm surprised and I think he is too.
"Oh, first you want to talk to me and now you snap at me. How eloquent, Ken." I straighten up and get the tray. "If you have nothing else to say, then I'll take this downstairs, Hidaka." I say in an icy tone.
He's taken aback by my voice. Muttering, he shakes his head and lie down, pulling his blanket over his body. Without any other words, I take the tray and slam the door behind me. I don't know which one makes me more pissed off, Ken snapped at me or the fact that he doesn't want me to know what he's going to say to me! Shaking my head, I put the tray on the sink and go to join Omi and Youji at the table.
******* TBC *******
A/N : This one is longer than the others. First I want to make Aya
confess here but ... I think that's a little bit too fast or what. I
actually don't know. I want to make Aya confess to Ken! But it's Aya,
Aya of all people, so ... I'm gonna reconsider it for a while so I think
it will take me a while to update, not to mention I have a lot of
school things to do. Gomen.
PS: So Omi and Youji's room is next to Aya and Ken's. Sorry I didn't
mention it before. Anyway, thank's to all the reviews, I love them!