Tied
By: Anna Hibiki
Rating: R
Disclaimers: Weiss is not mine! Koyasu-sama and other people with much more money than me owns it.
Warnings: Shounen-ai/Yaoi, language.
Notes: Anything written in Italic are thoughts. Things /written this way/ are mental talk.
This fic can be read in my page, mediaminer.org and ff.net.
Wai!! I'm so happy you people keep on reviewing! The thanks go to: Maelstrom of Chaos (Arigato for reviewing!! *glomps* I'm glad you think that and hope ya continue liking the fic ^^ Thank u!!), fanny (Arigato for reviewing!! *glomps* thank u! You're gonna see how the customers react in this chapter *grins* Thank u! ^^), AolaniDathomir (Arigato for reviewing!! *glomps* I agree that Omi would be the only one who can warm RanRan, though I prefer to say he's the only one who can endure him. *gins* It would be fun if Ken and his lover killed Youji, but then we would never get to know if the would be untied at the end or would die chained to each other. ^^), Hikari (Arigato for reviewing!! *glomps* ^^ glad ya like it! You'll see what they plan in this chapter, but you will have to wait until next chapter to see if they succeed. Ehehe… I usually leave long reviews, guess I can't stop talking once I start talking about the bishies ^^; Hope ya update soon too!), Lady Iron (Muchas gracias por dejarme un review! *glomps* La verdad es que estoy empezando a pensar quee si, que estos se acaban matando! Y si, a lo mejor un poquillo demasiado pegados, pero mejor que no le demos ideas a Aya sobre eso... Nada hija que muchas gracias! ^^ ), Brizey (Arigato for reviewing!! *glomps* hope ya like the chappie! ^^) and Chibi Enu ^_^ (Arigato for reviewing!! *glomps* glad ya like the fic! hope ya like this chapter! ^^).
Chapter 3: First time out
"OHAYO GOZAIMASUUUU!!" Omi yelled to wake his teammates up. "Ken-kuuun!! Youji-kuuuun!!! Wake up!!"
Ken tightened his grip on the blankets, and murmured something, frowning but not awakening.
Youji draped an arm over his eyes and groaned.
"Youji-kun! Wake up already!"
Youji opened his eyes and sat up slowly, looking around sleepily.
"Ken-kun!!" Omi tried to make the brunette move, but he just curled up even tighter and pouted, still not opening his eyes.
"Wake up." Youji ordered leaning over him.
Ken covered his ear with the handcuffed hand. "Lemme sleep… dun wanna g' back home…" he murmured.
The playboy looked up at Omi quizzically. "Where does he think he is?"
Omi rubbed his chin. "Well… he always comes home at mornings, just to take a shower and go to work. Maybe he's just hard to wake up."
Youji rolled his eyes. "Look and learn chibi."
And he did what he had done before, he threw the sleeping brunette to the floor.
"Youji-kun!" Omi reprimanded him and kneeled to see if Ken was alright.
The brunette opened his eyes and blinked at them sleepily and scrubbed at his eyes. "I could have died if I had fallen in a bad position." He murmured, looking gloomy.
"Ken-kun? You okay? Oh oh… Youji-kun!! You did it again, the stitches!!"
Ken looked down at his knee and to two of the stitches that had been damaged and had started to bleed again. He sighed heavily. "Don't bother stitching me up again." He said softly, hugging his legs to his chest with the arm non handcuffed, a grim air surrounding him.
"Chibi, this guy's scary." Youji whispered to Omi.
The younger blonde nodded. "Ken-kun?" he asked gently, placing a hand on his friend's shoulder.
Ken looked up at him with tired eyes. "Go to fuck yourself you bastard." He said yawning.
Note to self, Omi thought, Ken-kun's not a morning person.
"See chibi? He doesn't jerk off for one day and the next morning he's all grumpy. So much self control… " Youji mocked the ex-soccer player.
And had to shut up when Ken's uninjured leg gave him a hard kick between his legs. "Shut up." Was all he said when the blonde screamed and doubled over.
"Etoo… Youji-kun, Ken-kun, it's a little too early to start the day like this…"
"Shut up." The others said at unison.
Omi stood up, trying to keep his cool. "Get dressed and go have breakfast." He said as he got out of the room.
"Omi!! How are we going to get dressed if we are like this!?" Youji said pointing to the short chain connecting the handcuffs.
The blonde stood at the doorway, glaring at them. "When you're dressed, go to the kitchen and Aya-kun will untie you so you can put your shirts on." He said and this time he left.
"You, get dressed quickly." Youji said dragging Ken towards his closet and taking a pair of tight pants, boxers and a shirt.
Three minutes passed and when Youji looked at Ken again he found the brunette with his hands on his hips and openly glaring at him. "What's it now?" he asked as he put the pants up.
"We are in your room, my clothes are at mine."
Youji put on his shoes. "Your room? I'm not going there."
"It's either that or I rip your arm off your body… Mmm that sounds appealing..." he said with a chuckle. "I don't want you to be there, but I have no option."
The playboy rolled his eyes. "Let's go." He murmured half dragging the half naked man out of the room and towards his.
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The redhead sighed tiredly. But at least he got the first few minutes of the day for himself, and he had been drinking his coffee and reading the newspaper he had just bought quietly, without interruption or any sound, no screams, nothing.
That is, until Omi got up and went to wake their annoying teammates up.
"Aya-kun?" Omi dropped his body onto his lover's lap and hugged him as tight as he could.
"What's it Omi?"
"I'm scared Aya-kun."
"Scared of what?" he asked softly, offering him a cookie.
Omi opened hid mouth and caught the little chocolate cookie with his teeth, closing his lips around Aya's fingers before he let go and chewed on the cookie quietly for a few moments. "It's for Youji-kun and Ken-kun. Ken-kun's in a VERY SCARY bad mood this morning, and Youji-kun isn't helping. They have to go make the deliveries today, I'm going to school now so that means they'll be with you in here, and I don't know what's going to happen…"
"Daijobu." His lover reassured him with a smile, giving him another cookie. "Get ready to school and let them kill each other, if the shame of going to make the deliveries together and handcuffed to each other doesn't kill them first."
"Aya-kun… Maybe we've gone a little too far with them? I'm starting to think this will only make things worse, or one of them will end up hurt or… "
"I said don't worry. It won't take them too long to kill each other." He said with a dreamy look in his eyes.
"Aya-kun!!"
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"Your room sucks. Aren't you a little too old for posters of soccer and hard rock bands from the 80's? Duff McKagan isn't cool, that Axl Rose guy isn't cool either, and that Slash… well that one is cool, and hot, but you have a bad taste in decoration."
"It's my room, what I put on my walls is only my business." Ken said curtly trying to control his anger. Despite what everybody seemed to think, he was not a morning person, and sleeping in the same bed that Kudou being handcuffed to him and being awaken so nicely didn't help him replace the scowl on his face with his usual smile.
"Yeah, whatever…" Youji murmured as he opened the drawer while Ken rummaged into his closet looking for clean clothes (it was close enough for him to do it). "Oi!" He said a minute later and started to laugh. "Are you planning on dying your hair red- what the fuck is this color?"
"K'so… I forgot about that..-" The brunette commented more to himself than anything. "WHAT THE HELL!!" He turned and tried to take the box off Youji's hands. "Give me that box Kudou!"
"I'm not going to give it back until you tell me what's it for. Are you planning on changing your looks? It's none of my business, but you won't look better with red hair." He smirked at the fuming brunette. "No matter what you do, you won't ever look good. Accept it KenKen, some people has no remedy."
"Of course, YOU have no remedy. Give me the box!"
"I'll give it back to you when you tell me what are you doing with a box with red hair dye."
"You don't fucking care about that!"
"But it seems to be embarrassing to you, and I plan on humiliating you as much as I can."
"You bastard!"
Youji laughed and mocked him some more, moving the box around and making Ken's anger grow even more.
Suddenly, Youji turned away from him when something caught his eye. Just under where the box had been a moment ago, there were a lot of pictures. In the only one he could see, there was a younger Ken, smiling sweetly at the person at his side, a faint blush on his cheeks. That person had an arm around his shoulders, but he couldn't see who it was in the place the pictures were. There also was this guy the killed a week ago. Was Kase his name? He was behind Ken, grinning broadly at the camera.
Ken grabbed the box with the hair dye from his hand and tried to see what Youji was so interested in.
"What's this? Oh, it's you and that Kase guy… and the other is-" he reached with his hand to take the pictures.
"No!!" the ex-soccer player yelled and caught his arm before he could take them and pushed him aside.
The only thing he could see before the brunette closed the drawer violently was something green.
"Stop touching my things." He said dangerously, his bad morning mood just going worse every time Youji moved or said anything.
"Ooohh.. Now you're going to scare me or-"
Without warning. Ken made him shut up with a hard slap. "I've respected your privacy, the least you can do is respect mine." He said softly when he changed into his comfortable clothes and taking a black tee shirt out of the closet before giving the blonde another glare. "Don't push me. I'm warning you."
"Oh, really? You really are weak, the lack of sex really affects you." Youji commented dryly, trying hard not to hit Ken back.
"It's not sex what has me in a bad mood. My problem it's YOU. So shut the fuck up before I grab my bugnucks and sell your entrails to the fangirls at the flower shop."
Youji looked to a side and saw the claws, so he decided to be quiet, at least while they still were near the weapons.
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When Youji and Ken entered into the kitchen, Omi had already gone to school, but Aya was still there, and he was ALMOST scared because of the murderous looks he got from his teammates.
"No. I'm not going to take them off you." He said before they could say anything.
The other two growled and sped towards the fridge, opening it quickly to find ONLY one beer.
They both reached it at the same time, glaring at the other to try to make him let go of the small bottle.
"It's mine." Youji stated.
But Ken wasn't willing to let go. "Oh no, I don't think so Kudou. The beer's mine."
Before they could start WWIV, Aya grabbed the bottle too. "Let go." He said, his voice loud, sure, and scary. They slowly let go of the beer and watched how the redhead took two glasses and put them on the table.
"If you really care for Omi, even if it's just a little," he said softly, opening the bottle and pouring the same amount of beer on each glass. "you better learn to share." He finished coldly, glaring at them.
"Aya." Ken started slowly, barely containing the anger, but he was distracted when Youji strode towards the table and quickly gulped down one of the glasses.
The brunette took the other one before the playboy could take it too and drank the cool beer in two gulps. He sighed heavily, feeling a little better after he drank it.
"Well, it's time to have breakfast." Youji announced. "Let's see what Omi has left for breakfast…" he said walking towards the fridge. "Donuts for Ken-kun, Chocolate Donuts for Youji-kun. The ones filled with cream are for me! Have a good day, Omi." He read. The donuts were on the counter, each box had a little stick that said the flavour.
The first one who threw himself at his donuts box was Ken. He grabbed it and cradled it close to his body. Youji did the same and they slowly (and with lots of problems since their arms' mobility was so limited) ate their donuts.
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Aya had gone to the shop with them.
And worse, he had said they had to go make the deliveries. Was he crazy? There was no fucking way they were going outside handcuffed!! And least of all were they going to go make the deliveries WALKING, because it wasn't possible to drive with their hands tied like that. It was possible, but too dangerous.
The redhead ignored their protests and gave them a list of all the places they had to deliver to. There also were two rather big boxes on the floor containing the arrangements they had to deliver.
When they started yelling, insulting and trying to physically hurt him he just opened Youji's book (he carried their treasures everywhere), ripped ten pages and put them under the faucet, the water quickly erasing the ink.
After that he smirked at the playboy's twitching face, and took a dirty cloth, put it under the water and scrubbed at Ken's soccer ball, succeeding in deleting a little part of what Ronaldo had signed there.
He tried not to laugh at the brunette's expression. He looked ready to cry. Obviously, that ball was a treasure for him, and he was destroying it.
Kami-sama, life was great for him!
So Youji and Ken were walking around the streets, making the delivers. They didn't even have strength to insult the other.
They just walked side by side silently, carrying the boxes (luckily they weren't heavy).
Since the were so close (the chain wouldn't allow them to move their arms further) the handcuffs were slightly dissimulated, but a LOT of people stared at them, specially the few fangirls that didn't go to school, that squeaked and made questions. Awkward questions.
Youji glared at them, forgetting his usual playboy attitude, and he nearly bite one of them when she asked if they had lost the key in the middle of a bondage session (the fact that Ken limped slightly seemed to add to that idea).
Ken looked down at the box he was carrying all the time, his face burning with shame and anger.
He only looked up at one of the fangirls that asked him if it was nice to walk handcuffed to the gorgeous 'Youji-san'. He raised his eyes to her and gave her a calm look. There was no happy Ken there, just a very tired and ready to snap Ken. "You think I like to be handcuffed to him?" he asked quietly, his voice low.
The girl's face was enough to state that he had scared her. None of the fangirls had ever seen Ken like that.
And so they continued scaring every person that dared to make a comment about them. And they scared a lot of people.
Two hours later they had done nearly half of the deliveries.
Youji stopped walking, leaning his back against a wall. Ken did the same, too focused in his thoughts to pay the blonde any attention.
Youji looked around, his gaze searching for something interesting to look at.
He entertained himself looking at a cool car parked in front of them. He was bored.
He glanced sideways at Ken, thinking about provoking him a little. At least he would have some fun insulting the stupid boy.
"Oi Hidaka." He said mockingly. "Sleeping at the middle of the streets?"
Ken opened his eyes and glared up at him. "I'm just trying to get your ugly face out of my memory, but you make it impossible if you keep on bothering me."
Youji rolled his eyes. "Why do you think I do it? If it doesn't bother you then it's not fun."
"Shut up." He warned.
"Make me." He provoked.
"You're not worth my time. Anyway, I think we should talk like civilised people at least for a few minutes."
"And why should we do that?"
"Because I've been thinking, and there has to be a way to convince Aya of untying us."
"Are you on drugs? You CAN'T think."
Ken rolled his eyes and decided to continue. "They said they wouldn't take the fucking handcuffs off us until we didn't get along, didn't they?"
"Yeah."
"So."
"So?"
"If the only way to get out of this is convincing them that we get along, then what we have to do is convince them."
Youji blinked at him stupidly. "Who are you and what have you done to Hidaka? That sounds even good."
Ken glared at him. "Of course it sounds good. It's a perfect plan."
"But how are we going to convince them?"
The brunette shrugged. "YOU think about that, I've already done enough."
"Baka."
"Ahou."
"Shut up."
They continued discussing and trying to come up with a plan to fool Aya while they insulted the other every now and then.
Tsu zu ku…
And another chappie done!! With my inspiration back and all the support I'm getting for this fic, I'm more than happy to continue with it. I'm out of the city, but luckily I'm staying at my aunt's home and can use her computer to write (of course she doesn't know WHAT I write *points to her last fic "Inside My Wallet" with a hentai grin*).
I hope MM.org is working, I haven't been able to upload there this week, it doesn't let me update! I could only read the reviews.
Well, how was the chapter? I'm sorry they didn't start with the plan in this chapter, but since this chapter is rather long, I decided to leave that for next chapter. Gomen! ^^; I'm also sorry that there isn't yaoi yet, that's the reason I put in some AyaOmi moments. But don't worry, the yaoi will come together with the angst. ^^
Next chapter we will see if their plan succeeds and some more bickering.
Ya know, if ya want me to continue this fic soon, remember to leave me a comment with your opinions, predictions, suggestions (those are specially appreciated) or anything ya wanna say. They're always welcome! ^^
Hasta luego!