Hey! Thanks For the reviews people. I read them and noticed that you think I should throw Aya to Schwarz. Actually, there's a really good reason I'm not going to do that. And that reason is as follows: just about every story where a member of Weiss is being abused or in this case "Forgotten" the author throws them to Schwarz. I'm not going to do this….because I want to defy the stereotype. Please keep reading my story…I love you!! Bai Bai!!
The next morning I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock beeping loudly in my ear. Slowly I cracked my eyes open and stared at the flashing red numbers for a moment, wishing with my mind that it would magically turn off and leave me alone. But no…the speaker showed no mercy and continued to blast high pitched beeping noises in my ear.
When I could finally take no more I sat up and rubbed the side of my face with my hand as my other fought to find the snooze button on the clock. Finally, once my clock was turned off, I stood and shuffled over to my dresser only half awake. I grabbed the first pair of pants and sweater I saw and took them into the bathroom with me.
With a yawn I laid the clothes out on the bathroom counter and spun, turning on the bathtub faucet. When the water was regulated I pulled the tab and the shower turned on.
After dropping my pajamas to the floor I stepped into the shower and let the hot, soothing water massage my skin. With a sigh I turned allowing the water to cascade down my back.. God it felt so good. So relaxing. I almost wished id never have to come out.
But I knew that I would eventually. The others wouldn't be too happy if I used all the hot water.
A half hour later I turned off the faucet and stepped out of the tub onto the bath mat. Yes, I said a half hour. I'm attention deprived, I deserve a few luxuries every now and then.
After I was dressed I walked down the stairs and walked into the kitchen we all shared. Hearing a moan the moment I walked through the doorway, I immediately looked to my left and found myself staring. Yohji was sitting in a chair with his head tilted back to look up at Ken who was standing behind him rubbing his shoulders and playing tonsil hockey with him. Omi, who was probably on his way out the door to go to school was sitting in Yohji's lap, licking at the hollow of his neck. He was wearing his book bag… Outside the shop the school bus was waiting for him.
I looked from the bus to Omi… Then out the window at the bus… Then to Omi… "Um…Omi?" and naturally I was ignored. "Omi?" ignored again. I looked out the window once more to see the bus driving off.
Of course, like clockwork, THAT'S when Omi stood up and looked at his watch. "OH NO! Guys! I'm late! Yohji can you take me to school?" Omi asked looking hopeful at Yohji. "Nope sorry… My windshield is shattered remember?"
"Ken?? Can you take me on your bike? Please?"
"Sorry, I lost my second helmet…" Ken said taking Omi's place on Yohji's lap. I watched Omi begin to freak out, getting a bit depressed that he wouldn't even think to ask me to take him. "I can do it Omi." I said setting aside my empty coffee mug. Omi looked up at me and nodded. "Ok Aya."
Omi gave Ken and Yohji a goodbye kiss and followed me out to my car in the back of the building.
After the two of us had climbed in, I started the car and began to drive in the direction of Omi's high school. The ride was quiet. Omi was looking out the window to his side and I, was driving. Just as I was about to open my mouth and make small talk with the boy, his cell phone rang.
"Hello?" he said after looking at the caller ID. "Oh…hi Arashi! Don't worry im on my way…I got a late start. Can you start the student council meeting without me this morning?….Ok…..thanks!" By the time Omi had hung up the phone, I had pulled up at his school. I turned to say goodbye to the youngest member of Weiss, but he was already getting out of the car and being bombarded by his friends.
I sat for a moment and watched Omi go inside with his late coming friends, and then, once he was inside, I drove off.
When I got home, I went straight for the kitchen after making sure that Yohji and Ken were taking care of the shop. After I had some coffee, I would go out and join them. Then when Omi came home, he would take Ken's place and Ken would most likely be going down to play with the kids at the park.
Upon entering the kitchen I stopped where I was and took in the sight before me. There were coffee grounds spilled all around the coffee maker…There were small puddles of juice on the kitchen counter island in the middle of the room. The toaster was out of place, knocking several other things out of place as well, the freezer was wide open, and there was a half eaten waffle on a plate with syrup oozing off the side onto the table top.
I whimpered and collapsed against the doorway. Yet again my teammates have shown me just how much they care about me…Leaving the mess all for me.
The next morning I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock beeping loudly in my ear. Slowly I cracked my eyes open and stared at the flashing red numbers for a moment, wishing with my mind that it would magically turn off and leave me alone. But no…the speaker showed no mercy and continued to blast high pitched beeping noises in my ear.
When I could finally take no more I sat up and rubbed the side of my face with my hand as my other fought to find the snooze button on the clock. Finally, once my clock was turned off, I stood and shuffled over to my dresser only half awake. I grabbed the first pair of pants and sweater I saw and took them into the bathroom with me.
With a yawn I laid the clothes out on the bathroom counter and spun, turning on the bathtub faucet. When the water was regulated I pulled the tab and the shower turned on.
After dropping my pajamas to the floor I stepped into the shower and let the hot, soothing water massage my skin. With a sigh I turned allowing the water to cascade down my back.. God it felt so good. So relaxing. I almost wished id never have to come out.
But I knew that I would eventually. The others wouldn't be too happy if I used all the hot water.
A half hour later I turned off the faucet and stepped out of the tub onto the bath mat. Yes, I said a half hour. I'm attention deprived, I deserve a few luxuries every now and then.
After I was dressed I walked down the stairs and walked into the kitchen we all shared. Hearing a moan the moment I walked through the doorway, I immediately looked to my left and found myself staring. Yohji was sitting in a chair with his head tilted back to look up at Ken who was standing behind him rubbing his shoulders and playing tonsil hockey with him. Omi, who was probably on his way out the door to go to school was sitting in Yohji's lap, licking at the hollow of his neck. He was wearing his book bag… Outside the shop the school bus was waiting for him.
I looked from the bus to Omi… Then out the window at the bus… Then to Omi… "Um…Omi?" and naturally I was ignored. "Omi?" ignored again. I looked out the window once more to see the bus driving off.
Of course, like clockwork, THAT'S when Omi stood up and looked at his watch. "OH NO! Guys! I'm late! Yohji can you take me to school?" Omi asked looking hopeful at Yohji. "Nope sorry… My windshield is shattered remember?"
"Ken?? Can you take me on your bike? Please?"
"Sorry, I lost my second helmet…" Ken said taking Omi's place on Yohji's lap. I watched Omi begin to freak out, getting a bit depressed that he wouldn't even think to ask me to take him. "I can do it Omi." I said setting aside my empty coffee mug. Omi looked up at me and nodded. "Ok Aya."
Omi gave Ken and Yohji a goodbye kiss and followed me out to my car in the back of the building.
After the two of us had climbed in, I started the car and began to drive in the direction of Omi's high school. The ride was quiet. Omi was looking out the window to his side and I, was driving. Just as I was about to open my mouth and make small talk with the boy, his cell phone rang.
"Hello?" he said after looking at the caller ID. "Oh…hi Arashi! Don't worry im on my way…I got a late start. Can you start the student council meeting without me this morning?….Ok…..thanks!" By the time Omi had hung up the phone, I had pulled up at his school. I turned to say goodbye to the youngest member of Weiss, but he was already getting out of the car and being bombarded by his friends.
I sat for a moment and watched Omi go inside with his late coming friends, and then, once he was inside, I drove off.
When I got home, I went straight for the kitchen after making sure that Yohji and Ken were taking care of the shop. After I had some coffee, I would go out and join them. Then when Omi came home, he would take Ken's place and Ken would most likely be going down to play with the kids at the park.
Upon entering the kitchen I stopped where I was and took in the sight before me. There were coffee grounds spilled all around the coffee maker…There were small puddles of juice on the kitchen counter island in the middle of the room. The toaster was out of place, knocking several other things out of place as well, the freezer was wide open, and there was a half eaten waffle on a plate with syrup oozing off the side onto the table top.
I whimpered and collapsed against the doorway. Yet again my teammates have shown me just how much they care about me…Leaving the mess all for me.