Author Announcement! As I am sure you all noticed my pen name has changed (I've been wanting to do it for a while and just haven't had the balls!) But anyway here it is! Now I am EdenEight and I have some big news for you all because I've just finished three fics! Two which are Weiss! Titled: The Sharpie, and Falling In Love With You. The Sharpie is a one shot comedy, and Falling In Love With You is a romantic/drama/comedy involving Yohji and Omi. But Yaoi like I've never seen and never written so I am super anxious to get it out here. Currently I am at that stand still dilemma where I am not sure if I can post it all on with some of its context, but don't wanna not post it on So! I'll have to figure that one out--but!-if you like my work I just wanted to let you know what I have in store! Also, if your a Saiyuki fan (if you haven't seen the show and like Weiss(and are a girl)-watch it!-you'll enjoy it!) I will be posting When I Tell Him. Which is the first Saiyuki fic I've ever done but really really like. It's right up there on the pride scale with Falling In Love With You. Wowie! I am super excited and also super disappointed this story is at its end. I really enjoyed Time of Your Life unlike any fic I have every written (on account it's 500 pages. Yes! Now that you're at the end I can tell you how long it is and not scare you! lol!) But you now all see how long fics are Good!, and just because the page number sounds boring the context doesn't have to be! (Now that you know this I'll let you in on a secret and tell you Falling In Love With You is I think 150-160 pages.) My average story length.--AnyWho. Thank you all! glomps I owe my inspiration and continuing need to write to all of you whom spend that extra second to review. It's the feedback that drives me, and I can't thank you enough for enabling me to enjoy life and literature. SEE You ALL SOON! Now I proudly present the last and final chapter!
Chapter 24
White Hunters of the Dark
EdenEight
"Well this is supposed to work. I mean, correct me if I am wrong but…isn't that what…" he trailed watching Aya just shrug and Yohji made a face.
"Ok." Yohji frowned as he left his bedroom doorway and stood by them in the hall. "Don't take this the wrong way, I mean, I love you Aya but…I want my own room."
"So do I." Aya spoke up and he nodded too. "So where are the beds?"
"That's what I want to know!" He shot glancing at Omi whom came out of their room. "First we had bunks now these queens I want to know where-"
"-They're not queens." Omi corrected and he sighed, stopping to send the boy a dull look. "Sorry." Omi frowned before Yohji motioned for the boy to continue. "They're not queens they're kings." Omi continued. "And that's cause, they're made of two twin beds pushed together." Omi explained casually.
There was a pause of silence, and slowly they all turned and looked at the boy. "What?" Aya finally asked.
"Yeah it's true." Omi said shrugging slightly before strolling back to their room un-entertained with whatever they were doing. "Two twins." Omi stated, and slowly one by one wide grins spread across their faces.
"Well, that solves our problem doesn't it." Yohji chuckled, starting back towards his room with Aya and he started towards his.
"Omi give me a hand with this will you?" He asked shoving the blankets off the bed and ripping up the sheets.
"What are you doing Ken-kun?" Omi came over immediately, watching him confused before blinking as he yanked at the footboard of the first twin bed and they separated. Omi grabbed the other and shoved, and within a minute they had both of them separate. "Can I just have this room cause all my stuffs in here?" Omi asked and he frowned.
"All my stuffs in here too!"
"Yeah but." Omi motioned towards the desk and all the computer things, the routed wires, and stacked chips. "I have more than you Ken-kun." Omi smiled, and he frowned because the boy was so dead right.
"Fine." He yanked at his bed and tugged it all the way to the door before stopping. Waiting for Omi to finish moving things so the boy could come help him turn it sideways and start sliding it through the doorway. "HEY!" He turned and yelled at Aya when the red head made a move on the closest room. "I call that room Aya!" He yelled, and Aya made a face, stopping a foot from the doorway and giving him a squint. "Too slow Aya. I got it." He snickered, before watching Aya pad to the next empty room muttering under his breath. He wanted to make sure Aya didn't try any sneak attacks on his bedroom. Not that it would really matter, they were all about the same size. It just so happened his bed would slide from his room now, to that room easily. So…why make things more difficult.
"KEn-kun!" Omi yelled, and he stumbled back when the bed was shoved forward.
"Geez Omi!" He laughed, catching it and guiding it back to the next doorway. "Save some strength for Hercules!" He laughed as the bed shoved at him again, and this time with a enough strength to almost knock him over. He frowned. "Omi!" There was no way Omi was doing that! "Stop!" He yelled but the bed just kept coming before he heard it.
"Let's run him over Omi!"
"I think he wants us to stop Yohji-kun!"
"YOhji! YOU ASSHole!" He frowned as Yohji sent the bed forward fast enough to pin him against the wall with it. "Get this stupid thing off me!" He yelled, frowning through Yohji's, and then Aya's laughter when Aya came to Yohji's persistent calling anxious to show the red head what he had done. Only after that was Omi allowed to un-wedge him and help him slide the damn thing to his room. "What a dick Yohji is sometimes." He chuckled, shoving the bed over and jumping with Omi at the loud SLAM it made turning right side up.
Aya and Yohji appeared in the doorway seconds later alarmed, before frowning at both of them. "Idiots." Aya spit before disappearing, but Yohji just cocked an eyebrow at them.
"Men, is it me or….do we have nothing to put in our humble abodes?" Yohji asked, motioning towards his bear room. The blonde was right. Aside from his soccer ball, clothes and…that was it. Nothing but the bed and dresser was in there. "That's what I thought." Yohji grinned at his expression. "I suggest we go out, and shop."
"Shop?" Omi repeated.
"Yes. Unless you don't want to come Chibi, I think Ken and I are going on an…outing."
He grinned grabbing his shoes as Yohji started towards Aya's room and told the red head they were leaving. Aya was invited and the red head came out putting his shoes on with a satisfied smile before grabbing Omi and bringing the boy with the words -we can't just leave him home alone!-
"Yohji-kun! Yohji-Kun! Can I drive just a little!" Omi started begging the instant they were near the car.
"No." Yohji frowned opening the front door and messing around with the car so two back seats could be added. Normally Yohji's car only sat two, and really the thing looked like two was all you'd want to fit but somehow Yohji made it work and they all got in. "NO!" Yohji yelled at Omi when the boy continued and Omi silenced with a pout next to him in the back.
"So where we going Yohji!?" He called up to the blonde as they pulled out of the garage and into the road.
"How the hell should I know!" Yohji grinned taking a right. "I don't know where we are so...I guess we'll just watch for something good!"
"Watch for it Yohji-kun!? We'll get lost!" Omi shot in frowning.
"I don't know where we are either!" He added.
"WEll!" Yohji called back laughing. "Watch the road signs chibi. Everyone watch the road signs so we can get back, and if that fails. We'll just ask people on the streets, where can you buy the best flowers, and where do the hottest three boys and cutest one boy work!"
"Shut up!" Omi yelled shoving the blonde with a frown before sulking. All of them watched the street signs and shops in silence for about ten minutes before pointing out what they wanted to go to.
"I am hungry. Let's stop." Aya said pointing towards the pizza place they passed after about ten minutes of driving.
"Yeah I am hungry too Yohji-kun." Omi added frowning.
"Guys, next time we go out remember to eat." Yohji frowned. "Because we're not stopping for food until I am hung-Hello." The blonde smiled, slowing the car a little for a certain store they started passing and he covered his face for a second before laughing. "Lil'Kitties Top Less Dancers." Yohji read the sign before glancing back at them with a grin. "What do you say boys? Months of stuffy assassin training worth a good hour or so?" Yohji cocked an eyebrow.
"You-you can't be serious Yohji-kun." Omi frowned at the blonde, like this was a joke but he said nothing, and neither did Aya.
"So I have one No. Everyone! Now is the time to speak!" Yohji laughed slowing and hitting the blinker.
"Yohji-kun! Are you serious!" Omi shot, leaning into the front before turning back to the shop.
"Maybe not that serious, but definitely hungry for a little action Omi." Yohji hit the gas and shot the car into the parking lot sending Omi back into his seat. "I know this place is a little trashy and beneath anything I would really prefer to attend but…" Yohji hesitated a little, sitting behind the wheel as though unsure.
"Who cares." He got out running a hand though his hair, and Aya got out too. "It's not like we have hours to scout around and find the good places. Besides Yohji, you said yourself…its just for a bit of…unwinding." He grinned and Yohji imitated getting out of the car before pulling Omi out too.
"I am not leaving you anywhere near my car." Yohji shot, sending a finger to Omi's face before dropping the boy's arm and starting for the bar.
"Can we eat here?" He whined.
"Yeah sure. Something light alright." Yohji shrugged strolling up to the door and glancing up to the sign. "Sweet." The place was just a normal bar, but it had a separate bar with the topless dancers, and rooms for shows like that. "So I guess, we could just chill here, and we don't really have to act like a bunch of animals now do we?"
"We look like trash you guys." Omi frowned at them. "What kind of person actually goes to this kind of place?"
"Omi." He sent the boy a frown dropping the door knob. Omi just gave him a look and raised his eyebrows a little. As though to say -Yeah. Answer my question. What kind?- "Yeah we'll get a different expression once we're inside." He grinned.
"Who says I am going in there." Omi snort, shaking his head. "I am not that dirty."
"Oh your going in." Aya said grabbing Omi's ear and yanking the boy up to the door. "Cause you have to stick with us and we're going in." and with that and a loud -What!? Aya-kun!- they all went in.
"Alright." He grinned, inhaling the smell of food immediately. Oh he was hungry. Strolling by the door guy with a grin before stopping with Yohji as the guy muttered an -I don't' think so.- They both turned around to see the door guy shaking his head and looking at all of them. Especially Aya and Omi. "Shit." He frowned.
"Hey hey." Yohji strolled back with a grin. "He'll stay in this bar, we promise." The blonde smiled looping an arm around Omi's neck.
"I don't think so." The guy repeated firmly. "He doesn't look eighteen to me. That means he can't come in. In fact, all of you can't come in."
"What!?" Yohji made a face.
"I don't think your all twenty one, do you?" The guy asked, getting off his stool and frowning a little.
Ten Minutes Later
"You know what's worse than walking up to a place like that and looking like trash?" Omi asked watching the shops from where they were all back in the car.
"Just drop it Omi." They all droned.
"It's being kicked out for being too young, and having to leave looking like anxious trash." Omi sighed before laughing at them. "Oh!" Omi shot pointing out the window. "Can we stop there please!?"
He turned and looked at the Electric Bounty with a frown before catching the All Sport store. "Yohji stop."
"What?" The blonde made a face, glancing at them from the rear view mirror. "You want to go to the Electric B-whatever? Ken?" Yohji sounded shocked but Omi sent him an instant smile.
"No no." He frowned. "The All Sport, pull over." He pointed, and Yohji growled before pulling into the large parking lot Aya pointed out. From this spot they could walk to both of those stores, never mind get to the open and closed mall easily.
"Alright." Yohji shut off the car and turned around to look at both him and Omi while including Aya as well. "If you two want to go up that way, fine. Just meet Aya and I at that pizza store in a an hour ok?" They both nodded getting out.
"Stay together." Aya shot as they started walking. "And Don't Get Lost!"
"Yeah yeah." They both droned.
He shoved as much pizza into his mouth as he could before chewing with an ear to ear satisfied grin. "This is Sooo gooood." He groaned between bites.
"I haven't had pizza in…" Yohji trailed chewing away. "Omi when's the last time you think I had pizza?" Yohji chuckled while eating and Omi simply shrugged. Too content with his food to even bother to scold or respond. "Ken." Yohji point a greasy finger at him as he took another slice and started chow-ing down. "Aya and I met the hottest girls in the Dollar Store." Yohji grinned throwing a thumb to the pizza store window and across the parking lot there was the dollar store.
"What the hell were you doing in there?" He made a face and Omi looked up as well.
"Buying things idiot. What else do you think we were doing." Yohji laughed before grabbing their large coke and chugging half of it down.
"Really?" Omi sounded remotely interested. "What did you get?"
"Candy." Aya answered chewing. "Squirt guns, and some blank cds."
"Your not burning them on our mission computer are you!?" Omi shot and Aya just squint while chewing.
"That's exactly what we're doing." Yohji laughed, now that his mouth was empty again. "See we never would have went into that ridiculous store if we didn't spot those pretty girls."
He laughed. "What'd they look like?"
"Hot." Aya answered before picking up his fifth slice and shoving half of it into his mouth.
"Very hot." Yohji grinned wiggling his eyebrows. "That's why we gave them our numbers and invited them over tonight."
"Ah-Gag(cough!)" Omi started choking. "You Did what! Yohji-kUN!" Omi shot coughing away as the boy slammed his pizza down.
"A huhhh." Yohji nodded. "And we asked them to bring a pretty friend, and someone for you too Omi." Yohji nodded before clicking his fingers to a gun and aiming it at Omi's wide blue eyes.
"Yeah!?" Omi yelled mad. "Well dead is what I am going to be! Mr. Brine is going to kill me!" Omi shot before smacking his face. "He's going to tan me red for that Yohji-kun! How could you do that to me!? I can't call and tell on you!"
"Good." Yohji sounded pleased, leaning back in his chair and eating at a more relaxed pace.
"I doubt Mr. Brine's going to go through with it Omi." He shot shrugging, but Omi just gave him a slow death squint. "And even if he does…it's not so bad. So what." He shrugged.
"Well you'd be singing a different tune if it were your ass he was going to tan Ken-kun." Omi frowned.
"No swearing." Aya shot and Omi made a face.
"Don't even think about it Omi." Yohji grinned waving the problem away. "The minute you see this girl, you'll know."
Omi's frown deepened "…Know what." he hissed.
"Know it's worth it. Besides don't tell me your not getting lonely with your one man show." Yohji whispered and Omi's eyes shot at Yohji with an aggressive look, but the boy's face and ears flushed over with a hue not to far from their pizza sauce. "HAHahaha." Yohji started laughing immediately, and he couldn't help but smirk as Omi stomped up and left to go wash his hands while Yohji's laughter turned to gagging on his pizza.
"Now. Get all your crap out of my car." Yohji droned watching them pull their shopping bags from the car before Aya opened the trunk and started pulling out the groceries. "All of it. I don't want any presents left behind." Yohji frowned, picking up a stray receipt and flicking it to the garage floor.
"Ken! Unload will you?" Aya frowned starting for the kitchen with full arms. He stopped and turned back for some groceries while giving Omi the stuff for his room. The boy started upstairs with it all as he grabbed some bags and started towards the kitchen with Aya. "We only have half an hour and I want to shower." Aya stated turning one of their grocery bags upside down and watching the stuff dump out.
"Me too." He sighed grabbing an apple that was rolling away before grinning at all the junk they had bought. A cake, lots of ice cream, cookies, bacon strips, hamburgers, heat up French fries, peanut butter, cereal, macaroni and cheese, fruit, juice, and they even got some cool guy there to get them some beer.
Yohji came in with a heavy sigh, now that he was done readjusting his car and dumped the last bag of groceries on the counter with a dull look.
"Yohji-kun!" Omi bound down the stairs as soon as he heard the garage door shut again, and Yohji made a face. "Now can I?" Omi asked, giving Yohji his best innocent smile and the blonde groaned before picking the car keys back up.
"I'll be back in a half an hour Ken." Yohji stated exhausted. "I think. If we die. Ken you can have my stuff and give some to Aya too." Yohji droned strolling towards the garage while waving back to them. He watched with Aya before he burst out laughing.
"Hahaha-AYA!" He yelled after the red head whom shot for the shower. "DAMNT!" He growled slamming the apple back to the counter before frowning down to it when it split.
"Omi JESUS!" Yohji shot, pushing back into his seat as a large truck just skimmed by. "GET ON YOUR SIDE OF THE ROAD!" The blonde screamed, grabbing the wheel and jerking it to the left.
"Sorry!" Omi shot quickly helping with the turn and pulling his eyes from the house they were going by. "Sorry!"
"What the hell were you looking at back there!?" Yohji yelled turning in his seat to look, but all he saw was a stupid house with a stupid kid playing on the lawn. "Damnt. Jesus Omi."
"Sorry Yohji-kun." Omi sighed, gently hitting the breaks before jolting them to a stop at the stop light and Yohji choked a little. "Sorry Yohji-kun."
"Omi." Yohji laid a hand on the boy's shoulder while rubbing his temples with the other. "Please just…let's go back before I eat my Own HEART! YOU UNDERSTAND!" Yohji screamed.
"OK Geez!" Omi yelled, yanking his shoulder away and attempting a U turn, to much whining and yelling when he almost took out the fire hydrant. "I Wouldn't be so Bad if you'd LET me practice more!" Omi shot defensively.
"Well I would IF you Got Yourself a CAR!" Yohji shot back, before pulling the car to the right side of the road again. "OMI!"
"oH!" the car made a large swerve as Omi shift to see behind them. "I almost hit that cat! Did you see that Yohji-kun!?" The boy shot wide eyed. "It ran right into the road!"
"OMi." Yohji breathed, running both hands through his hair tense. "In situations like that you have to consider. Who is more important the cat or US! We die if you crash! Can you remember that for me?"
"Maybe we should practice tomorrow during rush hour Yohji-kun. Then it wouldn't by so hectic out here because everyone would be going slower with the roads congested." Omi suggested lightly, but all Yohji could think of was the disaster of adding more cars to the road while Omi was behind the wheel.
"No. Maybe we shouldn't practice tomorrow chibi and you can give Yohji his much Earned RESt, so he can calm himself. By the time I get home I'll look like I went through a war!"
"You will not." Omi sighed, jolting the car to another stop for the Stop sign before roughly continuing back to the shop. "Oops!" the boy laughed a little when he forgot about the speed bump and made Yohji grip the seat like he was going to die again. "OopS Hahha." the boy laughed a little harder when he missed the next one too, before unsuccessfully pulling into the garage.
Yohji's eyes wide and teeth grit as the wall just missed the mirror, and the car pulled in almost unsuccessfully. "Thanks Yohji-kun." Omi smiled satisfied.
Yohji turned to the happy boy, with a look to kill before getting out and ripping the keys along with him. "OMI!" Yohji cried when he took a glance at the mirror and realized a good scratch of paint was now on the garage wall.
"Oh." Omi walked over and looked. "Are you sure I did that Yohji-kun?" The boy asked innocently before offering a short smile. In the blink of an eye Yohji had a vice grip on Omi's neck and was hauling the boy inside. "OW!" Omi yelled when the strong hand clamped down on him.
"What did I threaten to do if You scratched my car Omi!" Yohji cried, dragging the stumbling boy with him.
"I don't know Yohji-kun! You threatened lots of things!" Omi frowned trying to pull from his grasp. "I didn't do it on purpose! Ow! This hurts!"
"Omi next time use the brake peddle! For goodness sakes use the brake peddle! You're a horrible driver! And-" Yohji stopped dead when he looked up from the couch with one of the pretty girls that had stopped by.
Omi shoved Yohji off in an instant, shooting up like a board and blushing from head to toe with his scolding in front of her.
"You guys were so loud." He grinned, getting up and looping an arm around Omi's neck while strolling to the kitchen. "We heard you pulling up before you got here." He laughed, before dropping Omi and his smile the second they were in the kitchen. "What took, you guys so long!?" He shot in a harsh whisper, and Yohji shot a mad finger at Omi whom slapped it away. "Well fine, never mind that. Aya went upstairs with R-r."
"Ronda!?" Yohji shot and he nodded. "That trader! She was mine!" Yohji growled before turning to Omi with a -This is all your fault- expression.
"Stop Yohji-kun!" Omi shoved Yohji away when the blonde leaned into his face mad.
"Doesn't matter there are three more here." He quickly added, pushing between them. " I've been hitting it off with Brittany, and there's a Meghan and Sarah too. Omi Sarah's younger." He added with a wink but Omi just looked insulted all around. "So…come on Yohji. I've been building you up since they got here." He chuckled and Yohji looked pleased. Swatting him in the back with a warm -Thanks Ken- "I know. So you better not let them down." He added before turning to Omi. "Sarah's sweet too, I put in a good word." He shrugged and Omi looked more interested now that Yohji wasn't glaring at him. "She's leaving with Ronda in about six hours so…you better get cracking." He chuckled but Yohji had already left. "Come on I'll introduce you." He nudged Omi walking from the kitchen and back to the living room where the three girls were. Meghan and Sarah just happened to be in the bathroom when Yohji and Omi had arrived and Omi couldn't be more thankful. "Hey Sarah, this is Omi." He grinned sinking into the couch while throwing a thumb at Omi and she smiled . There, he thought. He did his friend bit, now he could get down to more serious stuff.
One of the things he loved most about Yohji, was the blondes unmistakable talent for being able to talk one into doing something they normally wouldn't. Aside from Yohji's talent of being a good friend, or making him feel better when he was down. Being able to protect him when he could no longer do it himself, and cooking really really good food. Yohji was mischievous and unabashed with his pride for being able, and more importantly knowing he was able, to talk one into something they normally wouldn't.
He smiled.
Take Omi for instance. Unlike Aya whom had little to say -though when didn't Aya have little to say- there wasn't a word of protest when Yohji invited these girls over. In fact it was the red head whom forked over the piece of paper that was used to exchange their phone numbers. Still, like Aya, he could hear Omi through his wall enjoying himself.
He smiled at how politely he had thought to word that for even his own mind.
Omi normally didn't do those things on his own. He knew the boy well, and he knew Omi took relationships and timing very serious.
He was grinning now.
Yeah right. Timing his ass. There was sometimes when Omi just gave up on his rules, and that was one of Yohji's talents too. God it was good to have Yohji around.
His grin reached each his ears.
"Ken?" Brittany woke up and turned to him. Yawning into his pillow before sliding a soft feminine hand onto his chest. If he could have grinned any wider he would have. "I had a nice time." She smiled with closed eyes. "What time is it?"
He turned to the clock. "Three in the morning." He answered, and she grunt a small laugh before falling back to sleep. He watched her face relax, and felt her hand become slightly heavier before smiling. She was pretty, and she was nice. No mistake, he wasn't going to marry her. They embarked on this little exhibition with the same goal and same idea. No mistake about it. He was positive. He had asked.
Slowly he gently moved her hand into the blankets and tucked her in a little tighter before sitting up. Looking around for his pants, or at least his underwear. Just being able to search for his underwear, in his own room, at three in the morning brought his ear to ear grin raving back. God it was good to have Yohji around.
(knock knock) He looked up at the door confused for a moment, before a whispered. "Ken?" came from the other side and Aya slowly turned the knob.
"Yeah hi." He smiled for a moment before lifting a few blankets and checking for his boxers. "You see my pants anywhere?" He asked before his jeans were tossed at the bed as Aya leaned against the wall with a smile. "So...what's up?" He whispered, while sliding the denim up under the sheets and Aya shrugged.
"It's three in the morning. I want to know what we're doing for tomorrow. Since today isn't Saturday." Aya smirked a little. Humored with the fact that though Omi had managed to schedule in time for this Saturday night. Somehow they had managed it all on a Wednesday. God it was good to have Yohji around.
"Ah...I don't know. Can we wing it?" He asked, sliding out of the bed and starting for the door Aya opened. He was hungry, some of Yohji's food sounded good right about now. Or...Aya's eggs if he could talk the red head into that.
"You and me have shifts tomorrow. That's why I came to ask." Aya stated as he followed him down the stairs and to the kitchen. "I am going to be tired tomorrow. I don't think I can sleep."
"I know the feeling." He yawned pulling open the fridge. "I don't think I'll be sleeping either. Haha." He laughed for a moment. Just thinking about how funny it was he was going to be dead tired tomorrow. Funny now...probably not tomorrow though. "Oh well. I guess we'll both be wasted and...if Omi or Yohji have anything to say about it..." He shrugged pulling the Gatorade out and chugging. "Then" He exhaled and took a deep breath. "Then they can take our shifts." Aya smiled at his reasoning. "Anyway, that's a boring subject." He continued, slowly re-growing his ear to ear anomaly. "How was ah...how was your night?" Aya just smiled. "That good huh." He raised his eyebrows approvingly before nodding. "Yeah. Mine too. I think I am done now though. That's it for me." He sighed, running a hand through his hair. His body ached, and that girl had clawed up some skin he didn't want to mention right there in the kitchen. Aya laughed at his punch out. "Don't laugh Aya." He snickered himself, bringing the Gatorade back to his lips. "I know you wouldn't have come to find me for this late night chat had you had more...distracting investments." Aya stopped laughing with his chuckle and simply watched him drink. He was right. "And where the hell is Yohji damnt. I am so hungry." He slammed the Gatorade down instantly annoyed when he thought about the food he could have been having.
"Hahha." Aya laughed and he paused his annoyance for a moment just to smile. Aya had a nice laugh, and the guy hardly used it. "Where do you think." Aya managed and he laughed himself. God it was good to have Yohji...and even better to have Yohji cooking.
"Fine. Then I am sleeping this off." He frowned tossing the Gatorade into the fridge. "I sure as hell aren't cooking right now and your not going to cook for me either are you?" He threw Aya a cocked eyebrow but the red head just looked at him. "And neither is Omi damnt." He sighed shutting the fridge and running both hands through his hair. "A shower would be nice right about now."
"No hot water." Aya stated
"What!?" He shot, fairly loud. "What do you mean no hot water!? Who used it all!?" He demanded starting back for the stairs and Aya followed.
"Yohji and Omi already took two each." Aya explained.
"TWO!?" He choked stopping his walk and turning around mad. "Those pigs. Damnt. I can't believe Omi! I understand Yohji. God only knows why he needed them." He sighed and Aya smirked. They both knew Yohji was a bit of an exhibitionist. The blonde had said so while drunk, right before he told them something he wanted to do and then apologized to Aya when Omi threw up on him. Apparently that long and mind blowing sentence was the last straw for Omi's stomach right then. "Two showers." He scoffed heading back to his room. "Well forget this."
"Night then." Aya smiled starting back to his own room and sending him a wave.
"Yeah right." He grunt opening his door. "See you in the morning Aya. Eighty-four hours and counting." He grinned wiggling his eyebrows and Aya laughed before disappearing into his room.
He strolled back to the bed with a heavy sigh and slowly started easing himself in. He really didn't want to wake Brittany if she was tired, and it took all of three minutes to finally get in and under the covers. He knew, he was staring at the clock thee entire time he snuck in.
"You left me." Brittany whispered.
"Your AwaKE!" He shot turning to her with a frown.
"Yes." She sat up a little, flicking some hair from her face and smiling. "I thought your little balancing act was funny. If you could call it that." She giggled watching him sigh. Geez he probably looked like such an idiot trying to sneak under blankets like that! "Where did you go?" Her hand ran back to his chest and he felt his body light up a little. Like a Christmas tree when one of its leads were plugged in and 1/3 of it flicks on.
"Downstairs for a drink." He whispered, rolling to face her, and her hand slid up his shoulder and to the back of his neck. The second lead was plugged in. "We're you lonely?" He teased.
She looked humored with his comment, but she was quiet. "Well I had some time to think." She explained, and the remaining lead was slammed into its socket when her hand-(knock knock) Her hand stopped moving and his teeth grit instantly.
"Go. Away." He growled before slowly released his lungs and smiling to her. (Knock Knock) "I am bUSY!" HE shot, turning to the door with his yell before frowning at it. Whoever it was wouldn't be stupid enough to knock again. Unless of course it was Yohji teasing him. (Knock Knock!) "YOHJI!" He frowned. "Knock one more time I dare yoU!" He yelled mad and Brittany giggled behind him. (knock KNOCK!) "THAT'S IT!" He growled throwing the sheets off him and stomping up. "YOu better have some type of weapon WHen I OPen THIS DOOR OR-" He yelled throwing the door open before stopping dead.
His face slacked, and his heart stopped because Mr. Brine just stood there calmly cocking an eyebrow. "Or you'll what Hidaka?" The man asked slowly.
"S-Sir!" He stuttered, his eyes widening. "Your-Y-Your-Your-Y-y-"
"Back?" Mr. Brine offered, but he merely swallowed when the man finished his sentence. Freezing up as Mr. Brine slowly leaned to the side and glanced into his room and girl in his bed. Mr. Brine then turned back to him with the same calm expression and cocked eyebrow, watching his face cringe. They were in trouble. "That doesn't look like Tsukiyono." Mr. Brine stated and he slowly raised his hand. Offering a shaky, crap ass point towards the room next to him and Mr. Brine started for it. "Don't Move Hidaka." The man ordered, but he was frozen. He didn't feel like he could move if he wanted to. Oh my god. He couldn't get over how dead they were, all that kept repeating in his head was, I am dead, I am dead, I am SO dead.
(knock knock) Mr. Brine calmly knocked on Omi's door with the same casual expression and they both heard a calm, slurred -One Sec!- call from the other side with the sound of a dresser drawer opening and then closing. He swallowed as he saw the door knob turn and Omi opened the door in a pair of pajama pants and loose short sleeve shirt. His hair was a mess and sticking up slightly, and he looked half asleep and annoyed with whichever one of them he thought Mr. Brine would be.
"Ah." Omi chocked a soft sound when he saw Mr. Brine before frowning a little. As though the boy thought he were dreaming.
Mr. Brine didn't say anything, and neither did Omi.
The two just stared at each other before Omi turned around and looked back into his room and the girl sleeping on his bed. "Oh Fuck." Omi muttered before turning back to Mr. Brine "Hahaha." Omi was sure he was dreaming then, and the boy gave Mr. Brine a poke in the arm before gasping a little as Mr. Brine cocked an eyebrow and felt completely real. "oh SHIT!" Omi yelled stepping back to slam the door in Mr. Brine's face, but the man grabbed it.
"Glad your awake Now Tsukiyono." Mr. Brine said, yanking Omi from his room and giving the boy a shove towards him. Omi's eyes were incredibly wide as they stared at Mr. Brine.
"Oh shit." Omi spit again before covering his mouth for a second. The boy just now realized he was swearing. "AH!" The boy growled frustrated, looking down for a moment as his hands balled to fists. "Ahhhh YOooohhji-kuuuun." Omi growled through grit teeth, before looking up mad. "We're ALL SO bUSTED!" Omi whined mad, smacking himself in the forehead for a moment before stomping. "GOD DAMNT YOHJI-KUN!" Omi growled and he frowned a little too. Stupid Yohji.
"DAMNT OMI!" Yohji's door flung open and Yohji came out frowning. Stomping right to them eyes locked on Omi and even shoving Mr. Brine to the side to get by. "I came last time you called! And the time before that! And the time before that! And answered Every Stupid Question!" Yohji shot into Omi's face overwhelmed, but the boy only squint at him. "I said No MOre! Last time I said, Last time. No more questions! No more bothering me and you said you would!" Yohji was almost whining, running a hand through his hair a little drunk.
Omi was quiet for a moment before muttering a calm "I am going to kill you Yohji-kun." Up to the blonde as he glared.
"Omi listen to me very carefully." Yohji sighed, laying a hand on Omi's head much to the younger boys annoyance. "I am in the middle of a very meticulous...." Yohji suddenly stopped dead, his eyes blinked a little and Omi smiled...bitterly. "Uh." Yohji turned around and looked at Mr. Brine. There was a lapse of absolute silence until Mr. Brine slowly raised a hand and gave Yohji a one movement wave. Making the blonde's mouth drop open before his face got mad. "Yoou." Yohji turned back to Omi with a growl. "Your in trouble now Omi." Yohji growled and Omi grunt.
"We're all in trouble you ass h-" Yohji grabbed Omi and shoved the boy into the wall. "ASS!" Omi yelled shoving forward and throwing himself at Yohji. Yohji was stronger, and Omi was drunker, and with the blink of an eye Omi was smashed to the floor and held tight. "I DIDN'T CALL!" Omi screamed, when the boy was quickly shoved over and pinned down. "I DIDN'T! I DIDN'T CALL!" Omi cried wiggling. "YOHJI-KUN!" Omi screamed up when the blonde pulled his fist back and got ready to slam the thin boy in the face.
He reached out and grabbed Yohji's fist. "Stop."
"Ken?!" Yohji spun to him confused, but he simply shook his head.
"He didn't call Yohji." He stated and Yohji turned back to Omi who was simply breathing where he was pressed to the floor. Staring up at the blonde wide eyed before swallowing as Yohji gently let his now bruised shoulder go. "See." He said and Yohji slowly got up. Omi waited until Yohji was completely off before scrambling up himself and slapping Yohji's hand away when the guy made a move to touch him. "It's ok." He ran a hand onto Omi's shoulder but Omi shook it off and crossed his arms over his chest frowning down to the floor insulted and a little disoriented.
"Sorry Omi." Yohji apologized anyway.
"Yeah he's sorry." He added, laying his hand back on Omi's shoulder and he could tell it annoyed the boy, but it wasn't shoved off.
They all looked up at Aya whom came out with the noise and looked at all of them before squinting at Omi. "He didn't call." Yohji quickly spit and Aya's face relaxed to a small frown before simply becoming annoyed. "So." Yohji smiled, running a hand through his silently damp hair. "Ah...Fancy seeing you here sir." Yohji grinned. "At ah...at three in the morning. I thought you were going to go see your family?" Yohji smiled, chuckling a little since he was so nervous and had no idea what was going on.
"I was." Mr. Brine sounded annoyed, and he slapped himself in the face.
"Idiot." He growled at Yohji and the blonde frowned at him. God it sucked having Yohji around. Here Mr. Brine looks mad but not so incredibly mad and Yohji brings up the fact he should be visiting his family. Not walking in at three in the morning while they're all screwing around with girls! "Are we in a lot of trouble sir?" He asked with a sigh. He didn't feel like arguing or anything. Just taking whatever Mr. Brine decided sounded good enough since there was no alternative.
"I haven't decided yet Hidaka." Mr. Brine sighed, sending a small wave to the girl whom came out of Aya's room confused and only in one of the red head's sweaters.
"Aya?" She whispered over, almost afraid of Mr. Brine and Aya gave her a soft smile.
"Ronda this is my coach Mr. Brine. Mr. Brine this is Ronda." Aya introduced the two with such grace even Yohji was blown away. "She was visiting." Aya explained taking a few steps to Ronda to reassure her and the girl looked a little confused as Mr. Brine extended his hand.
"Nice to meet you." Mr. Brine answered, gently shaking her hand before smiling as she quickly excused herself to Aya's room with a small flare of the eyes to the red head himself. "Well boys. Introduce me to your guests won't you?" Mr. Brine said turning to the rest of them.
He felt a blush run into his face immediately, and Omi made a face. One that probably wouldn't have varied had Mr. Brine just asked them to eat worms. "Well ahh..ahh." Yohji started up immediately, shifting a little where he stood. "Well ah...ahh..we...ah...what?" Yohji choked a little, glancing at him and Omi but they were both making the worm face now.
"Go. And get your guests." Mr. Brine directed calmly, motioning towards their rooms. "And introduce them to me please."
"What if we don't know where their clothes are?" Yohji asked, completely unabashed with the liquor and Mr. Brine made a face. Sighing heavily before just giving them a look and they all started towards their rooms quickly.
"Brittany?" He called into his room but Brittany was sitting up and frowning confused in the bed, already half dressed.
"Ken what's going on? Who's here?" She quickly asked, looking a little concerned with an expression much like Ronda's.
"Look. It's such a long story I don't know how to explain, but I am in a ton of trouble and a friend wants to meet you ok?" He said gently pulling her up and she frowned a -what?- "Look just…whatever he says about me could you just...not...laugh?" He made a face. He was scared out of his mind having to do this. Mr. Brine never did things like this for no reason at all. Oh GOD! He wanted to Kill YOHJI! Having that guy around was a big pain in the ass!
"No. I don't want to meet him! Ken." Brittany threw him a look pulling from his grasp. "I am sweaty and I want a shower and I have to leave soon. I am not meeting anyone now."
He was quiet for a moment, watching her pull her hair up with a calm expression. "Well…if you don't come meet him. Odds are he'll come in here to meet you." He stated matter o' factly and it looked like she had a world of protest coming before he grabbed her hand and pulled her towards the door.
Once in the hall he glanced at Omi and Sarah who was in a pair of jeans and Omi's shirt which the boy was no longer wearing. Meghan was wearing almost nothing though, and like Yohji she didn't seem to care. Yohji was only in boxers, and she stood with some small red sports shorts and her bra. Looking Mr. Brine up and down before extending a hand.
"Hey, nice of you to drop by. I am Meghan " She smiled, giving Mr. Brine's hand a firm shake before leaning into Yohji.
Yohji only suppressed a laugh and grinned. "Meghan this is Mr. Brine, my couch. She's a wild one isn't she sir?" Yohji grinned but Mr. Brine groaned a little before turning to Omi.
"Uh. This is Sarah." The boy quickly spit motioning to Sarah who was standing slightly behind Omi watching Mr. Brine. "And this is Mr. Brine Sarah." Omi continued glancing back at Sarah and watching her only reach her for Mr. Brine's hand when the man did so with a strong -Nice to meet you.- He introduced Brittany in much of the same way, only with out the extensive loss of eye contact he might add.
"Well boys." Mr. Brine inhaled, nodding a little before suppressing a smile as Ronda came back in fully dressed and frowning at the man before standing next to Aya. "Do you want to explain to these fine young girls why I am here?" Mr. Brine asked and he felt his body tense up, quickly shifting his weight to relive some of the stress, never mind the small blush that had made it to his face. Mr. Brine could make them say anything. He was fighting the embarrassment and fear that would happen already. In fact all of them looked shocked with the question. Aya started frowning deeply, Yohji looked a little lost and Omi's eyes were glued to the floor. "Hmmm?" Mr. Brine asked again and he licked his lips. Damnt if someone didn't say something they were going to get a worse question. That's how it always was.
"We ah...well we weren't supposed to have anyone over tonight." He stated calmly, glancing at the girls. On tv normal people always has rules like that. God he was hoping tv had something right, because he wasn't normal, but he didn't want these girls to think he was a royal Freak either! "We don't own this building you know." He continued. "We get the rooms cause we work in the shop. It's a really good deal but the managing is sometimes a real pain in the ass." He explained shrugging a bit with a smile and the girls seemed to easily understand. Hell he did better than he thought he would have in a million years! He sounded confident, and his lie was a hundred percent believable, but when he turned back to Mr. Brine the man was glaring at him. "Ah that's the managing." He quickly spit. "Not-not the manager." He offered a wide innocent grin and Mr. Brine took a step back with a sigh.
"I specifically said that no girls were supposed to be over tonight didn't I." Mr. Brine frowned and they all nodded quickly. "Who invited them?" Mr. Brine asked pointing his gaze directly at Yohji and the blonde raised his hand.
"I did." Yohji quickly answered.
"Just you Kudou." Mr. Brine asked, but his voice droned the question out. Mr. Brine wasn't the slightest bit suspicious of any of them.
"Of course." Yohji quickly answered lowering his hand.
"No. I did too." Aya spoke up, raising his hand a little. "I was with him. I did too." Aya confirmed and Yohji turned to the red head with a baffled frown.
"What are you doing Aya?" Yohji asked but the red head smiled a little and shrugged.
"I don't know." Aya answered. "What are you doing?"
"Hahahha." Yohji laughed instantly and Omi immediately followed before silencing as Mr. Brine shot him hard side glance. Damnt they were all so full on afterglow they were almost having a good time doing this!
"What about you two." Mr. Brine turned to him and Omi now, suspicious.
"No not us sir." he sighed and Omi shook his head. "Grant it I would have definitely been in on it had Omi not made me wait in that damn electronic store." He frowned, and sent it at Omi who rolled his eyes.
"We spent just as much time in the all sport Ken." Omi droned.
"No we didn't." He snapped and Mr. Brine was almost more confused than mad now.
"You boys aren't taking a thing seriously." The man suddenly frowned and he shrugged a little.
"Well sir." Yohji began with a grin. "You see it's like this. Yohji has a little friend called Vodka and Molson. And Yohji invited everyone he knows to the party so..." Yohji trailed smiling.
"And we already know we're in trouble." He shrugged again. They all already knew they'd be tanned for this. Hell Mr. Brine had said so before the man left.
"Really." Mr. Brine frowned.
"Yes." Yohji grinned. "Plus Yohji has-"
"-Your speaking in third person again Yohji-kun." Omi quickly interrupted and Yohji turned to the boy with a frown.
"No I am not." Yohji frowned speaking slowly. "And has it ever occurred to you Omi, that some of us like to speak in third person?" Yohji asked, raising his eyebrows and Omi was quiet. The boy didn't have anything to say to that.
"Alright." Mr. Brine spit. "That's enough."
Fifteen Minutes later
"God damnt God damnt!" Omi growled, slamming his palm into the wall annoyed. "God damnt Fuck, god damnt Yohji-kun this is all your Fault!"
"Shut up Omi." Yohji growled, staring ahead at his own hands which were palms against the wall like all of theirs.
"He's right. This is all your fault." He shot backing Omi up and Yohji turned to him with a frown. "This never would had happened if you didn't go to the dollar store." He growled and Yohji made a face.
"Aya wanted candy!" The blonde shot back defensively while nodding towards Aya. "And besides! Who knew such pretty girls were going to be at the dollar store!"
"Why don't you all shut up." Aya frowned, turning away from them to glare and sigh at his hands.
"What the hell is Mr. Brine doooing downstairs." Omi whined glancing over his shoulder towards the stairs. They were all in the hall, palms against the wall like they were ordered standing there with their pants lowered. Mr. Brine had politely called all the girls a cab before coming up and squinting at them as he ordered them to do this. "Damnt.'
"Omi you know." He turned to the short boy who was relaxing with his eyes closed. Probably preying for sleep. "You've got a mouth on you after some alcohol."
"And you smell like sweat and vodka, but I am not complaining." Omi sighed before leaning his head foreword to pull the tension from the low of his back.
'BOYS!" They all jumped at the yell from downstairs. "YOu Better NOT HAVE MOVED ONE MUSCLE!" Mr. Brine yelled and they all shook their head before Yohji yelled a -We Didn't Sir!- towards the stairs.
"This isn't so bad really." Yohji turned to them with a smile and they all glared at him.
"My ass is cold." Aya spit, and he started laughing up until the red head sent him a death glare.
"Ken were you playing some type of game or..." Yohji grinned, leaning back a little and glancing at his backside. That girl had left long claw marks down his cheeks.
"Shut up. So what if I was." He grunt, before laughing a little as Omi looked too. "Stop looking damnt, your all just jealous." He laughed, but Yohji and Aya only grunt with his comment.
"Maybe. Maybe not." Yohji chuckled before leaning back a little and glancing at Omi. "Hey Omi your looking pretty...untouched." Yohji speculated, glancing at Omi whom was leaning into his arm half asleep.
"Oh." the boy muttered slowly, still eyes closed.
"Did you two do it?" Yohji asked and he slowly turned to the blonde with a crazy smile. What kind of question was that?
"No." Omi replied calmly and they all turned to him with a frown.
There was a lapse of silence, and Yohji shift a little before Aya finally spoke. "Well why not?"
"Look." Omi's eyes snapped open and the boy stood up. Pulling his hands from the wall and messing with his pants which threatened to slip lower with the movement. "Just because I go along with all this shit. Doesn't mean I am going to ruin my own ethical standards about intimate relationships." Omi said frowning at them.
There was another lapse of silence. "What?' Yohji asked confused.
"Yohji-kuuun." Omi growled the blonde's name, sending him a death glare. "Just cause you think it's alright to get with every girl you see, doesn't mean I do! I think that when someone has sex with someone else it should be special!" Omi yelled and Yohji nodded instantly.
"Definitely. Definitely special." Yohji nodded and Omi sighed abandoning the blonde completely.
"And good." Aya added.
"Warm." He continued.
"You guys are more drunk than I am." Omi growled disgusted before slumping his hands back to the wall and leaning into his arm again. "I am tired of standing like this. My arms hurt and I am-" Omi stopped dead and they all silenced when they heard the downstairs door open and close.
"What?" Yohji whispered but a group -ShhH!- snapped at him as they all listened. "Did...Did Mr. Brine just leave?" Yohji asked and he shrugged.
"He wouldn't have." Aya shot quickly before they all frowned a little. There was suddenly another voice downstairs.
"It's a girl. There's a girl downstairs!" Omi whispered nudging him with panic.
"A woman." Aya corrected while listening before Yohji's eyes suddenly widened.
"The Ball Buster!" Yohji shot, immediately reaching to pull his pants up before freezing and looking up at them. They couldn't. They weren't even allowed to move from this humiliating position!
"Shit! Son of a bitch shit." Omi instantly started swearing and took the words right out of their mouths. "He wouldn't do that. Mr. Brine wouldn't bring her up here with us like thiiis shit shit shit." Omi whined and he shook his head slowly.
"That sly dog." Yohji growled squinting to the wall. "You don't think he'd bring Manx up here when...." Yohji trailed and he felt himself lick his lips with the panic. Mr. Brine wouldn't bring Manx up there with them all standing with their pants down would he!? His mind screamed panicked. Or Worse! Have here there while they took their tanning!
"Ohhh fuck Yohji." He groaned slumping his head forward through Omi's continuous -shit shit shit- the boy was whispering to the floor before Aya shot a -This is your fault Kudou.-
"Yeah right." Yohji grunt giving them both dirty looks. "Like I forced you to your rooms and shoved those girls to your laps. Huh, I can only give you guys the ticket. I've told you before. I don't put you on the train!" Yohji whispered before spazing as they heard Manx's voice come closer.
"He's going to do it." he muttered wide eyed. "That's it. He's going to punish us like this." he cringed.
"Why!?" Yohji shot while shifting where he stood.
"CAUSE!" Omi snapped, the onslaught of constant profanes temporarily silenced.. "Cause we didn't listen. Cause we didn't listen!! We're not proving ourselves to be good assassins if we don't listen! Remember how he said that!?" Omi shot mad.
"But having sex does not Make You A Bad ASSASSIN!" Yohji screamed before silencing with all of them because that was so loud. In fact, it sounded as though Mr. Brine and Manx silenced for a moment too. There was no way they didn't hear that. "Damnt." Yohji scowled.
"Boys." Mr. Brine was suddenly behind him and he jumped out of his skin nearly shoving Yohji over. "Boys." Mr. Brine repeated before silencing for a moment. "Save yourselves a lecture and just tell me what you've done wrong." The man sighed.
"Everything!" Omi snapped while sending a glare at Yohji.
"Sir your not going to bring Manx up here are you!?" He looked over his shoulder with a whine to see Mr. Brine's calm expression. This was the first time that they had ever been placed in position for reprimanding and left. More so than any other time, it seemed Mr. Brine was observing their behavior from another place. Before, the man had always been personally involved. Personally annoyed, or personally disappointed. Now, it seemed Mr. Brine was simply trying to look at their actions, and create a punishment accordingly. They had never seen this kind of combination. They had never endured such a combination and it was scary. It was scaring all of them.
"Take off your shirts." Mr. Brine ordered and they were all still for a moment before glancing over their shoulders to the man. Why take off their shirts? That didn't make any sense.
When Mr. Brine just stood there waiting as they all slowly pulled their arms back from the wall and pulled their shirts off. All except Yohji that is, whom was thoroughly annoyed standing only his boxers. "Good." Mr. Brine stated before pulling the leather belt he held into sight. God, once their shirts were off they understood why. The hallway was cool, and even though three of them had pants up seventy-five percent of their legs…it felt as though they were wearing hardly anything. "Now." Mr. Brine began. "Calmly, and that is a key word boys, I want it calm. Calmly tell myself and Manx what you each did to warrant this and you won't endure anymore in front of her."
"OH NO!" He shot shaking his head.
"PLEASE SIR!" Omi whined instantly but they could already hear her high heels clicking up the stairs. Even in the dead of night that woman wore high heels and looked sexy. "God damnt. Ah Shit. Fuck." Omi scowled before stiffening as he realized what he'd done. "Ah mm sorry." Omi muttered shifting a little and freezing up with the rest of them as Manx made it to the top of the stairs and stood next to Mr. Brine with a suppressed laugh. In reality, though they were all at that moment wishing to god they hadn't done all they had, and had listened while silently cursing the woman for being so cruel. They must have looked rather ridiculous, and Mr. Brine had obviously been the one who planned this and asked her to come up.
"Hi Manx." Yohji suddenly smiled to the floor with his greeting and they all heard her short exhaled laugh before a brilliant -Hello Yohji- answered the blonde, and nothing more was said.
'"I can't believe you boys." M. Brine began. "I leave your for twelve hours and this is the type of behavior you display? Didn't I tell you this was a test?" Mr. Brine frowned at them and they all just stared at the ground with a mixture of high annoyance, and reluctant shame. "For crying out loud boys, if its a Test than Your MONITORED! If I hadn't been with my family, I would have been here before you even got to have your fun! It was only because of travel time you were allowed to get this out of hand. But I do wish to share with you the fact I was in the car for six hours to reach my son and wife before I had to drive ANother Six Hours BACK here! To See YOU!" Mr. Brine yelled a little and they jumped. "So. I want to know what you think you did wrong. And your answers better be good. Or you'll be standing here for a while, because don't you dare think that after a six hour drive I don't want to sleep. And I will, while you stand here and wait." Mr. Brine sighed at them before walking over to Aya and the red head squint at the floor before raising his eyes and squinting at Mr. Brine.
Aya's look was different from his original squints though. It wasn't filled with hate, or resentment or blame that Mr. Brine was doing this. He was simply annoyed, partially at himself, and mainly at Yohji, but that was it. His look was of clear annoyance and distaste for what was happening here. His squint wasn't filled with venom for Mr. Brine personally.
"I failed to properly offer any instruct for the team or positive advice that would have warranted better behavior. I disobeyed orders I clearly knew were set and disregarded your position as our commanding coach." Aya spoke calmly, and clearly. As though he only needed a moment to see where he failed and his tone was unashamed or embarrassed. Aya was simply telling Mr. Brine what he felt to be true. He wasn't ashamed of his actions, maybe annoyed he was caught, but not ashamed.
"Good." Mr. Brine looked impressed and the man took a step towards Yohji next.
"Hi Mr. Brine." Yohji smiled instantly before inhaling. "Ok let me think on this so I don't repeat myself." Yohji laughed for a moment before quickly starting with Mr. Brine's squint. "Ok! Ok I invited those girls over when you told me not to, to my face. So that's not listening to you for real. I....talked Omi into going along with this and threatened that I'd tan him if he called you. I said Aya would help to but eh." Yohji shrugged. "Hmm....I didn't act responsibly I was lazy, I have a head ache, I mean I got...liquor that's ...well I don't know if you really consider liquor illegal cause its inanimate but...we're not supposed to have it. So...that must be something. I ah...basically sir." Yohji leaned a little closer to Mr. Brine like he was sharing a secret or tip rather than confessing. "I really just helped get everything going. Some people just needed a little shove you know?" Yohji asked before giving Mr. Brine a too exhausted and tipsy smile. The blonde was simply too overrun with the nights events and liquor to even contemplate what damage his own words could do, or how annoyed Mr. Brine was with them.
Mr. Brine seemed to realize this as well and so he gracefully stepped past Yohji and up to him.
"I didn't encourage that we stick to our directions and try to prove ourselves sir. I went along with Yohji very willingly and tried to talk other more reluctant members into it." He sighed trying to pull up some more. "I probably could have been more helpful...Oh! I did want to play soccer in the house, and probably would have but we made some joint rules and Aya forced-confined me to the basement. I have shared more...I guess, and been more polite." Mr. Brine was just staring at him and he panicked a little. "Am I doing this wrong?" He cringed as he turned to Omi for direction but the boy smiled at him. Omi knew the polite remark was directed towards himself in hopes he could take back the words 'dork' and 'geek' which he had used when he became to impatient in the electronic store.
"Your ok." Omi nodded at him and he turned back to Mr. Brine.
"Well then...well I stole Aya's bedroom if that counts for anything. I...." Mr. Brine gave him a -shut up- look and he swallowed. "I am done! That's it. Basically I just should have listened." He quickly spit, hoping to save himself in case he had dug himself too deep a hole.
Mr. Brine looked relieved to get away from him as he stopped next to Omi and the boy looked at the man for a moment before downward thoughtfully.
"I didn't call....and you asked me to....but I didn't....and that's because." Omi looked back up to Mr. Brine. "I didn't see the harm in....being able to do this. I guess I think that we are all fully capable whether we do this or not. I knew this would happen sir. I knew you'd find out and take me for it but...they asked me not to tell." Omi stopped for a moment staring at Mr. Brine as he spoke. Omi wasn't blaming them for what he had done, or using them as a scapegoat. The boy was simply speaking his feelings. "I hope your not that angered with my choice of action sir." Omi glanced down for a moment. "Please don't interpret it as a deliberate attack on your authority because that's not what it was to me. As the...the youngest member of this team I feel that I have...an ability to...see from a perspective the others do not and....I didn't think there was any harm in doing this. So...that's why...I did what I did." Omi finished, turning his eyes from Mr. Brine to let the man know he was really done and Mr. Brine stood there for a moment half smiling. Still, after all this time Tsukiyono began with an agreement to his misdemeanor and then still insisted on explaining why he thought he was right.
"Amazing." Mr. Brine chuckled for a moment before turning to Manx whom stood there with a playful, sly smile on her lips. "What do you think?" Mr. Brine asked and she shrugged slightly. "Manx."
"I think I'll…" She trailed pulling a brown folder from under her arm. "Consider grabbing the remaining four attributes from my briefcase...Mr. Brine." She gave the man a smile as she started down the stairs, and only when her back was turned did they all look over their shoulders to watch her go.
The minute she was gone, and they could no longer hear her high heels they all turned to Mr. Brine. Mr. Brine had also watched Manx leave and laughed the moment he turned back to them and found four pairs of expectant eyes. "Hahha alright boys. Make yourselves decent and get downstairs. Manx has something very important for you." Mr. Brine said, nodding at them with the leather belt that hadn't yet melt their skin.
"No waaaay." he groaned slumping his head for a moment. "I don't want to come up here later Mr. Brine. Just get it over with now..." He turned back to the wall and braced. "I am ready sir."
Aya had his pants up and stopped to cock an eyebrow at him. Yohji had disappeared back to his room but Omi stopped tying his drawstrings with what he said and moved back up along side of him readjusting his pants.
"Me too sir." Omi nodded, tensing beside him.
"Hahaha." Mr. Brine chuckled for a moment before scratching his forehead. "Tell me Hidaka, Tsukiyono. Do you think the prospect of tanning an assassin would in fact demean the title an organization such as the one I work for, or even, perhaps the assassin himself, had worked for?" Mr. Brine asked and he frowned trying to think through that question with the few drinks he had still floating around in his system.
"Yes we do sir." Omi answered, before nudging him so he nodded. Thank god he had Omi to tell him all the answers he didn't know himself.
"Right." Mr. Brine nodded. "I feel exactly the same way so...get downstairs like I ordered, and make yourselves decent. That's the last order I'll ever give you." Mr. Brine explained, offering them a nod as they both turned to the man confused. "Congratulations boys. You've just graduated." Mr. Brine grinned, slapping Omi's back and the boy's mouth dropped open. "Hahhaa…You dumb kids." Mr. Brine laughed warmly.
Our basement TV switches on. The one we had been given and were thrilled to get cause the thing was really big…but then didn't work. Mr. Brine said we'd have it replaced, and Yohji threatened to throw it out because it was a tease. That was about a year ago. The thing sat there broken for a year, and now suddenly worked. Hell, it turned itself on.
My eyes widen a little as it does, I am sort of shocked, but in a second I have something more interesting to think about. A man stands behind a desk on screen, only his silhouette can be seen. This is a man we've never seen before. A man we've never met before, but unknown to us he's well acquainted. He's watched from behind every monitor with Manx. Been to her office, she's been to his. They've had lunch, and Mr. Brine's even gone too. This man is our father in a sense, the one who has given birth to our group. Allowed Manx to single handedly pick each one of us, and then given us Omi. With no explanation to the boy as to why he was really deserving of a juvenal correctional group. This was the man who was patient with all of us, and disappointed when we failed. "I have a Mission for you." The man says, and my heart picks up with my senses. A mission. Our first mission, and he believes in us enough to issue it.
Suddenly the man is gone, and pictures take his place. Our targets, the people who need relocating. There are four of them. "The target is a killer group called Sukarruku." The man who's silhouette we've seen continues. "They are a killing group, trained all over the world and they kill people with payment, White hunters of the dark. Hunt the tomorrow of the dark beasts and rewrite tomorrow." The man sounds more than firm when he issues us his orders, and in so many ways it feels as though it's Mr. Brine himself who's just issued them. There is a sense of strength that fills me with the confidence laced within the man's voice. He has given me this order, and really believes I can do it, so I do too.
I glance around the pitch black basement. Yohji, Omi and Aya are all watching this like I am. They're faces look just about as sure as mine. They're ready too. So am I.
Manx's heels are heard clicking down our awesome spiral stairs and we all turn to look at her. We already know that's all we're going to get, and really…it's all we're going to need. We don't ask about Mr. Brine either. We know he's already gone again. For the last time. Really, we'll miss him, but we don't need him like we used to.
"Everyone's in right?" Manx asks, standing there with her sly smile and brilliant green eyes.
We don't answer, but she already knows we are.
We're all ready.
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Wowie! That's the end! Does happy dance around the room Wooo that took a while to write! I really hope you all liked it a ton! Cause it was effort all right, I had a whomping head ache while writing the end but I just had to finish! Just in case any of you missed my puns-the mission they were just ordered was the very first mission given in the very first episode of the show. My fic simply illustrated a possible fiction beginning of the show leading up to the series. I hate to have it classified as AU, because it's really just an imaginative take on things. Also, the man behind the cameras is, obviously, Persia, in case any of you missed that.
THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR READING!!! I SO hope you enjoyed this fic, I tried. Please stop in and see my new ones when they pop in! Hopefully I'll get The Sharpie up next week (being it's edited already and material) and then come in soon with Falling In Love WIth You. Either way I'll let you know when to expect that on in my commentary for The Sharpie--and don't let my knew Pen Name fool you! It's the same old me!!! : )Now
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