As Yet Untitled

By Craw


Athors note: This is my first fic, and it kinda came to me in a dream after three days without sleep. Reviews are much appreciated. This isn't one of my favorite pairs, I only did this story because I coulden't get it out of my head.


Warrning: A lot of OOC-ness, Shounen Ai, OC, spoilers about a lot, I don't own the DVD, I barrowed them from a friend, so I don't know when stuff happens.


Disclamer: I don't own any of the people in Weiss, I don't even own some of the OC's, so please don't sue me. Even if you did, it woldn't be very effective because right now I have $2.36, so you wouldn't make any money. In fact the legal cost would be more that what you could possibly get. So as you see, it would be in your best intress not to sue me.


Prologe


Omi closed the door softly as he left the room that he and Aya shared. He had no desire to wake his redhaired lover. He made little, if any, noise as he moved down the stairs toward the kitchen. As he neared the door he heard the voices of his other team-mates wispering softly.


"No! We can't tell him!" he heard Ken say insentently, "He will kill us if we do."


"Ken, he deserves to know!" Yohji replied. "He is Aya's bed mate, if we don't tell him, and he finds out, then he will kill us."


"But......" Ken retorted. He obveously coulden't think of another reason that he should fight this. Even if he had though of something to say, it would have been usless as Omi walked into the room.


"Whats going on?" Omi asked his gaze going over Yohji and then Ken, eyeing them as if they might run away.


"......." was the only answer that he got for this question. Ken stared to figget, and Yohji stared to stare persestently at an imaenary piece of lent on his shirt. Omi gave them his glare. True, it was no where near as death glare-ish as Aya's, but he was trying. And goddameit that was what counted!


"Ok! Ok!" Ken yelled, "You know you are just so dame cute when you try to be like Aya! Ok, but if I tell you, you have to promise not to hurt anyone over it. Ok?"


"Just tell me already!" Omi yelled


"Ok, we .... that is Yoji and I, .......... k-kinda .......... saw ...... something." Ken stuttered.


"What?" Omi asked, now more corrious that anything else.


"I might as well tell you." Yohji volunteered. (A/N: this is one thought and the next is a different thought, some people were getting confused.) "Ken is about to wet him self. We walked in on Aya............."


"What?" Omi sudenly felt that he had to know, but he no longer wanted to.


"..... He was ......... havingsexwithsomeoneinthebackroomandweknowthatitwasn'tyou" here he had to pause to chach his breath. "becasethepersonhaddarkhairandwasastallasAya."


"What?" Omi yelled, now frantic. Why did his team-mates do this to him?


"I know thats what we said." Ken helped out.


"No, I mean What did you just say?"


"Oh....." Ken sounded crestfallen


"I said, we walked in on him having sex with someone that was tall and had dark hair." Yohji said.


"Are you sure?" he younger assassin asked hopfully


"I'm 'frad so." came the reply from the older blond.


"How? ......... Why? ........ Amin't I good enough?" Omi wishpered as he fell to a heap on the grown.


"Oh of cours your good enough. In fact, you are too good for him. If he can't even see how good you are." Said Ken sothingly, now swoping into mother hen mode.


~##~


The next morrning when he woke up, Aya found his bed empty. After he spent a hour looking for Omi and coulden't find him, he noticed all of Omi's stuff was gone.


~TBC~


What do you think? This is my first fic and it might be wores than people have told me. Tell me what you think.