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Warning: Mild language, violence, sexual content between males, and disturbing imagery. If any of this bothers you, do not read.

Switching Sweaters:

Sweater

"Rarrrr!" Ken woke up to what sounded like a wounded animal. He was just about ready to get up and see what had caused such a horrific noise when his door was suddenly kicked open. He stared at a very wet Aya with a towel wrapped around his waist.

"Umm…" was all Ken could say. He was confused as to why Aya was standing half naked glaring at him.

"Sweater." Aya thrust a bloodstained orange sweater at Ken.

Ken was confused as to why Aya would be so angry with him for leaving his orange sweater on the bathroom floor. A loud howling noise was the only warning he got before Aya was on top of him. He struggled to get free, but Aya was too quick. He grabbed Ken by the throat and wrapped the bloody sweater around his neck to choke him.

Oh, God, he's going to kill me, Ken thought as he looked into the wild violet eyes. He was struggling for freedom when he heard two gasps from the doorway.

"What the…?" Youji said as he tried to pull the irate Aya off Ken.

Ken gasped for air as Omi ran to his side to see if he was still alive. "Are you alright?" he asked as he cradled Ken in his arms.

Youji on the other hand was trying to get Aya under control to keep him from trying to kill Ken again. "Do you want to tell me what's going on? Because I'm not letting you go until you do." Youji said while making sure he had Aya securely pinned.

Aya hissed at him and tried to pull away. "Ken destroyed my sweater!"

Both Omi and Youji's eyes turned to the bloody sweater which had fallen to the floor during the scuffle. "It's my sweater." Ken replied in confusion.

"No, it's not yours idiot. I was doing laundry yesterday and you threw your clothes in with mine," Aya spat.

"So then it was just a mistake, Aya. Ken didn't mean to do it. So why are you so mad?" Omi asked while he still held Ken protectively.

Ken could tell Omi was afraid that Aya would break free from Youji.

"If you ask me, Aya, Ken did you and us a favor. That sweater was god awful." Youji laughed.

"My sister knit that sweater," Aya cried.

"Wow, she must have hated you."

"Youji, that's not funny." Omi gave him a disapproving look.

Ken looked down feeling bad. He couldn't believe that he had destroyed a sweater that Aya's sister had made for him. Aya cherished his sister more than anything, after all the guy had taken her name when she had fallen into a coma. "I'm sorry Aya," he stuttered giving the red head a look of pity.

"Whatever." Aya pushed Youji off of him and stood. His eyes glanced down at the bloody sweater with disgust. "You can keep it, Ken. I don't want it now that it's soaked in blood. This way I guess you'll have an extra sweater to keep around your waist so that the targets can't check out your ass." Aya snarled as he stormed from the room.

Youji looked over at Ken with a grin, "I always wondered why you wore that stupid sweater."

"That's not it. I wear it because…" Ken trailed off when he realized he didn't really want to explain.

"Um, well, we better start getting ready. The shop opens in an hour." Omi finally let go of Ken and left the room.

The day at the flower shop was going as usual: Youji would disappear whenever there was work to be done, Omi would greet the customers, and Aya would glare at the ones just there to gawk at them.

Ken watched Aya while arranging red roses. He winced in pain as he remembered the morning's events. How could he have made such an awful mistake? Not that it had changed anything between him and Aya. The two rarely spoke, but then again, Aya rarely spoke to anyone. He had always felt that out of all of them Aya hated him the most. This was probably because Ken hadn't accepted Aya as their leader in the beginning and he was a klutz.

"Time to close up." Aya began shooing the last of the customers out.

"Thank God. Today was so busy." Youji flopped down onto a stool.

"What are you talking about? You hardly lifted a finger." Ken huffed.

"Well, it looks like you're being lazy as always, Youji," Manx said as she walked into the room. "We have a mission boys."

Moments later all of them sat in the mission room listening to Persia's voice from the video. "Hunters of the night, deny these evil beasts their tomorrow."

The room was silent. "Um…" Omi squeaked.

"Yeah," Youji said.

Ken stared at the blank screen perplexed by how they were going to pull off this mission. There had been three go-go dancers at a gay club called Glitter who had all been murdered in similar fashions. There was no information on their resident serial killer which meant they would be going undercover to complete the mission.

"Well, I have to say I'm out on this mission. There's no damsels in distress for me. Well, unless you count transvestites." Youji smirked.

"But, Youji, You're the only one who can pull this off," Omi pleaded.

"Well, I'm in. I don't know about the dancing, but I'll try." Ken looked to Manx.

"We don't need a klutz like you on this mission, Ken. You'll just mess it up." Aya said firmly as if it had been decided that he and Omi would work the case.

"I'm sure Ken wouldn't ruin the mission. Besides I look too young to be running around a gay bar. Of course I do plan on helping, just behind the scenes."

Manx nodded at Omi in agreement. "Well, then it's settled. Aya and Ken will become go-go dancers at club Glitter. It would be best if you both got on so you could have back up." With that Manx quietly collected the mission tape and left.

"Have fun you three. I'm going to go celebrate my vacation time." Youji said while ruffling Omi's hair.

"If I were you, Youji, I'd get home early because you're going to be running the flower shop while the rest of us prep for the mission." Aya's voice was cold.

"Ah, damn, why do you always insist on ruining all my fun?" Youji whined.

"Oh, and you will also be helping Ken and I with our wardrobe. You might be straight, but lets face it. You dress like a gay call boy." Aya narrowed his eyes at him.

"You take that back. I just dress to impress the ladies and it always works. Lets just say there's rarely a night I come back unsatisfied. I doubt you could say the same." Youji stormed up the stairs to leave the younger boys to begin work on the mission.

TBC

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