Ran and I

By: Hentai Y. Slave

Genre: PG-13, shonen-ai, fluff, humor, AU

Pairing: implied RanXKen

Summary: (AU, fluff, shonen-ai, implied RanXKen) Follow Ran & Ken's everyday trouble in high school (okay, mostly Ken is the one in the trouble. Ken: Hey!) where they discover love in the craziest way. Chp1: Ran the head prefect? My icy adopted brother and the big soccer match! (Ken's POV in this chp)

Note: I'm not sure how old you are in high school (or whether there is a high school in Japan in the first place), but hey! It's an AU setting. There. By the way, I AM Hentai Slave, and I just created another account to put my Yaoi fics. That's what the Y in Hentai Y. Slave stands for. Yaoi.

(As of 30/8/04) I happened to read the first chapter again and realized my language sux

-.- thank goodness the second chapter's ok.. heavily edited if you've read this before..

Disclaimer: grumbles

I.DO.NOT.OWN.WEISS.KREUZ.OR.ANY.OF.ITS.CHARACTERS. Happy? But I do own this fic. Mwahahaha.

Chapter 1: Ran the head prefect? My icy adopted brother and the big soccer match!

I was standing on the freshly cut grass, warming up on the soccer field for the inter-school soccer match some time later. It was the finals for my team, and I was pretty nervous about it. I leaned down to stretch my legs, taking in the scent of the field in a deep breath. I always do that before a match to calm myself down and pray for good luck at the same time. Hasn't failed me so far.

I heard quiet (yet confident in some ways) footsteps coming from behind me. I knew it was Ran immediately. Perhaps it was due to the familiarity of his presence, and his unique silent aura that I have gotten used to (from living with him in the same house for more than ten years) which told me that it could only be him.

Why is he living with me, you ask. Well, when Ran was a small boy he had lived with his parents and his younger sister, Aya, somewhere downtown. Unfortunately, his family all perished in a car accident when Ran was only ten. Sad isn't it? My parents took pity on Ran and adopted him after they saw the news on TV.

When I first met him, he refuse to speak to me, just nodding or shaking his head in reply to my questions. I thought he was just shy, but it soonbecame apparentto me that he was the "strong silent" type. Not that I had anything against his quietness; I myself enjoy some peace and quiet once in a while, (which I found was easily obtainable hanging around him) but he can be dead quiet if he wants to. (If you ask me what silence was, I would make ten neon signboard arrows and point it to him. Haha.) Within a few years he got over the tragedies (I think), but he still maintains that unique silence.

Anyway, I turned to face him, giving him the best smile I could manage with my anxiousness (regarding the match) boiling inside me. We chatted for a while, and finally he wished me good luck in the end. I felt much better talking to him, even though most of his words were "Hn"s and "Aa"s. Geez.

"I promise to buy you ice-cream if you win," Ran said suddenly.

I must have over exaggerated my shock, because he gave me a big scowl seeing the look on my face. But I was really stunned. Ran is probably...no, he is THE most stingy person when it comes to money. He saves most of his allowance from my parents, and he rarely buys stuff, unless he can bargain his way through. He NEVER lends anyone money, not even to me, nether less give me an ice-cream treat.

Once sometime ago I DID ask him what he was saving so much money for. He gave me a serious expression and said that he was going to use it to buy a big house when he marries me after my parents die. I didn't really paid attention to the first part; because I was too busy knocking his head for saying "my parents die" part. The nerve of him speaking of my parent's death! Anyways, he does buy some things though, but he will spend hours looking at the item before finally deciding whether to buy it. This is often a no. Note of advice: Never go shopping with Ran.

So, he continued to scowl at me and murmuring under his breath something about not buying me ice-cream anymore. I didn't really protest, because I knew he would buy me ice-cream if I win; he has a thing for keeping promises. He thinks it is upholding justice. Geez, why hasn't someone knighted him yet..

"Good luck," he said. He was about to turn and walk off the field, but he stopped himself...and leaned forward to kiss me on the lips.

Mind you, it was just a quick peck on the lips, but it was enough to send a tingling sensation down my spine and make me blush like a school girl who got her first kiss. I told him frankly what I felt.

"I think that went right down to my toes," I managed to whisper out. He gave me a genuine bright smile and walked off. Ran, a man of few words, usually cold-hearted towards everyone, just gave me a smile. A real genuine smile.

Wow. That was weird. Plus the fact that he just kissed me.

Hmm...That can't be Ran. I won't believe it. No way.

While I was still rooted to the spot watching Ran go, some of my teammates and the opposing team members from another school came forward to talk to me. I was introduced to them; we shook hands and chatted a little. Actually, they were the ones trying to chat with me, while I was still in a daze looking at the direction the beautiful and stunning redhead walked off to.

Did I just say Ran was beautiful and stunning?

Err...I meant...oh come on! With that stunning red hair, those deep amethyst eyes, that angelic, well-chiseled face and perfect pale skin covering his gorgeous body (A/N: My, my kenken, getting a bit too detailed aren't you? Ken: Urusai! ), Ran is THE perfect bishonen. Dozens, no, hundreds of girls flock to him like bees to honey (and some guys too...I mustn't let him find out I had that thought...)

Me? Well, I'm just the ordinary brown hair and eyes soccer player. I do have a tanned skin and some muscularity which makes me look quite handsome, but I can't be compared to Ran...he's just more handsome. Speaking of tanned skin and brown hair, I remembered the time when we all took a family photo together. It was quite a sight; both my parents had a skin shade and hair color similar to mine and Ran, well, let's just say he stood out like a cherry on a chocolate ice-cream. Umm...ice-cream...I'm hungry...

Anyway, the guys were still talking about soccer stuff, until a guy from the opposing school team suddenly made a comment about Ran which caught my attention.

"By the way, who was that redhead?"

I turned to the voice. He does not notice my sudden interest in that matter and continues talking.

"Sure looks like a girl. Does he swing that way? Looks like an easy f..."

I didn't let him continue. I kicked the soccer ball on the floor into his face.

A few minutes later, I found myself outside the principal's office. It seems that the kick was hard enough to knock him out cold. It was quite funny though, the way the soccer ball rolled off his face to reveal a well pressed print of the soccer ball. Wished I had a camera then. I chuckled at the memory.

Back to more practical matters...how the hell am I going to explain to the principal what happened? She's a nice lady, I'm sure she will understand why I was pissed off. I mean, that JERK had the nerve to insult Ran, MY stepbrother AND best friend, and his manhood by calling him a girl! Okay, I admit, when Ran first entered my life I thought he was a female too. I even went to the extend of playing a joke on him on one of his birthdays by giving him a pin which said "I'm a redhead bishoujo" (A/N: Bishoujo means beautiful girl). He paid back by giving me a pin on my birthday later which said "I'm a jerk". Ouch.

Sooo, I was actually more angry at that guy for thinking of Ran as an easy...just recalling the gross, utterly disgusting lustful look on his face (mind you, he's a GUY) makes my blood boil again. I was glad to make him eat soccer ball dirt. Ha!

Back to my dilemma, I was actually more worried about facing the vice-principal. Whenever anyone was sent to the principal's office due to misbehavior, she would always be standing over the principal's shoulder, arms crossed. She has the ability to just make you fear her dreadful presence, and she stares at you as if you've committed a sin against god. She's usually the one who executes the punishment. So what can I say? That I knocked him unconscious because that jerk insulted my friend's manhood? That I just didn't like the look on his face? That it was all for Ran?

Speaking of Ran, here he comes running down the hallway, coming towards me, Prefect tie in a mess. Yes, Mr. Ran the Prefect. Head Prefect actually, leading the school disciplinary board and in charge of the discipline of the whole student body. I thought he was a good choice; very discipline, hard-working, helpful...and of course THAT stare. When someone does something bad, all he needs to do is to fold his arms and give that diamond-piercing stare, and it will melt any student into a pile of goo almost immediately (okay, I'm exaggerating...they just freeze in shock). For the tougher naughty students though, Ran uses his deep, commanding and sexy...wait.

Did I just think Ran's voice was...err...I-I meant err...SHARP, yes, sharp voice to give a suspension threat. (A/N: snicker I'm sure you meant sharp, Kenken) All of them are smart enough to know not to mess with Ran. He DOES have a black belt in karate, not to mention the fact that he is the president of the kendo club...

When he finally reached me (the hallway's too long in my opinion), he told me that he had heard what happened to me and came to help. Ah...what a friend! I just hope this ends quickly; I still have that game starting in half an hour.

We entered the principal's office together, with me praying that the vice-principal suddenly had a heart attack and could not be present. No such luck. She stood behind the principal, giving me her famous stare. She noticed Ran then, her expression softening as she smiled gently at Ran. He is, after all, her best student in class. I sigh as she turned her fierce glare at me again.

I once had a thought of how interesting it would be to watch the vice-principal and Ran face-off in a staring contest. I would be cheering for Ran, of course...but the contest would never happen. Vice-principal totally adores Ran. She sees him as the perfect role model for all the students in the school. She's probably responsible for getting Ran the position of Head Prefect. There were lots of nasty rumors about them too. Like the rumor that Ran was dating her. Eww...he found out about it through me of course. As his best friend, I feel obliged to let him know what others thought of him. I always tell him what I think about too...except telling him that I think he looks like that bishonen Hotohori from Fushigi Yuugi (he hates it when I compare him to others).

Anyway, Miss Vice-principal sees Ran as the perfect role model for all the students in the school (did I mentioned that?). I bet she was the one who taught Ran how to stare like that too. She continued to stare at me. Obviously she still remembers the "incident" six months ago. What happened? Well...

Remember the rumor about Ran dating Miss Vice-principal? Well after I told him about that horrible rumor, I err...kind of joked with him by asking him whether it was true. He glared at me and stormed off. Now to think of it, it was quite cruel of me to doubt him in the first place, even if I was just joking. For a whole week Ran did not talk to me or even acknowledged my presence (which I thought was very impressive, considering that we live in the same house and that he practically sees me all the time). It was probably the most frustrating thing that ever happened to me; ignored by Ran. So after that week I thought of a great plan to get his attention...break all the school rules!

Okay, so it was not a great plan.

Fine! It was a stupid and horrible plan! I got into numerous fights, pissed off all the teachers, and visited the principal's office more often than the school toilet. All that to try and get Ran's attention. Finally I got into this really serious big fight which he had to come personally as Head Prefect to pull me away from. Even my parents were called in. At the end of the day he pulled me to the corner angrily (okay, in reality he actually slammed me into the nearest wall) and we finally talked. After my explanation, we reconciled. He had murmured something about what a baka I was, but I knew he was touched that I would go to such an extend to get his attention.

But it still does not change the fact that I now have a permanent record and the eternal condemnation by the vice-principal. Sigh. Ran tried to ease the tension between Miss I-am-going-to-stare-you-to-death and me by giving a smile to her. Ran, the icy-cold beauty, has the smile of an angel. He uses that angel smile on the teachers and practically on any other adult. Everyone just swoons under it. But I know better. That smile was the "fake courteous" smile, which he never puts his heart into, only having the facade on for his advantage. Only I have seen his genuine smile. I once told him that I could see pass his facade, and that I knew about the fake smile. He blinked numerous times, seemingly shocked. Ha. Then he murmured something about how I could possibly tell with that pea-brain of mine. Humph.

With Ranny's help (of course I don't call him that in his face; he'll kill me with his katana!) I managed to escape with just a two hour detention tomorrow so that I could continue with my match today (really, he should be a lawyer; I told him that too.) I thanked him with a quick hug. Maybe I should have given him some warning first, because he got a shock...is that a blush I see? Oh well...I raced off to the fields, getting there in the nick of time...

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Only fifteen minutes left, the last chance for our team to score a final goal to win the match. I was desperate and anxious, the strain of the game taking its toil on me. The fact that we were on the losing end didn't help either. I felt like giving up.

Ten minutes. Yohji managed to steal the ball from the opposing team, dribbling it across the half way mark.

Five minutes. He passed it to me. I raced my way towards the goal. It was up to me now. (A/N: I know Ken is a goalkeeper in the actual WK, but he is a striker here. This IS as AU fic...) I steal a final glance at the clock.

Two minutes. "Not enough time. Give up," a voice inside my head tempted me. I felt inclined to follow it.

One minute. Then I saw Ran standing at the spectator stand, looking at me. His eyes seemed to pierce my very soul...and something else in his eyes...it gave me strength. I ran faster than I ever did before, dribbling the ball with great skill. I soon outran the rest and faced the goalkeeper...

Thirty seconds. I lifted my right foot back and kicked the soccer ball, sending it flying towards the net.

Time seems to slow down at that moment. The ball flew towards the left corner of the net. The goalkeeper dived to save it.

It went in. The buzzer went off.

We won!

There was a loud cheer from the spectator stand. All my teammates came and hugged me. I was thrown into the air three times then placed on two of my teammates' shoulders and heaved up. They cheered and cheered. From the corner of my eye I saw Ran retreating quietly into the background. I managed to get his attention and mouthed a "thank you" to him. He smiled back.

After the award ceremony, I raced off to find Ran, hugging the trophy in my arms. I wanted to tell him my anxiousness just now, my joy later, everything. I had a habit of telling him everything ever since I was young; I tell him that I hated olives, I tell him that I always fall off my bed sleeping, I tell him that I felt like going to the toilet, I tell him that I want that sports shoes, I tell him that he is cranky, I tell him that my drawer's broken...I tell him a whole range of stuff, most of which had nothing to do with him at all! He never tells me to shut up though; he knows I'm the chatty type. I'm not sure why I am so open to him...I'm just comforted to know that he can hear my every word.

I know he is still in the school; he never goes home without me when it's already so late in the evening (well, there was that period of time when he was angry at me, but humph). I found him at his locker. I gave a sly grin and leaned against his locker.

"You owe me ice-cream," I said, with an amused tone. No way am I letting him off. For the first time Ran the miser will give me a treat! He rolled his eyes at my childishness.

"Let's go," he said in his low monotone, taking my hand. I gripped it tightly as we walked out of school together. Somehow, I knew I wasn't just searching for him for ice-cream.

I was searching for home.

End or TBC?

Author's note: R&R please. Be nice, this is my first Weiss Kreuz AND my first Shonen-ai fic. Constructive comments appreciated.

Oh, here are some parodies (or NG clips)

1. A horny Ken

Err...I meant...oh come on! With that stunning red hair, those deep amethyst eyes, that angelic, well-chiseled face and perfect pale skin covering his gorgeous body

Ken: Not to mention sexy and delicious! Oh koi! (pounces on Ran, two start making out on the soccer field)

Author: KENKEN! Get back to the fic! (attempts to separate the two but fail) oh well, it was bound to happen sighs, pulls out a chair and enjoys the yaoi show

2. Farfie hurts god

and she stares at you as if you've committed a sin against god

Farfie: jumps outs of nowhere SINS HURT GOD!WAHAHAHAHA

Author: FARFIE! Get out of here! You're not in this fic (pushes him out the door) go stab your blender or something (slams door shut)

Ken: ...why am I doing this?

Author: (rolls eyes) One word. Ran.

Ken: (big grin) oh yeah (dreamy look) koi...

Author: R&R please! Put any questions you have in your reviews or drop me an email

Ken: Onegai! Arigato!

Author: Should I write the sequel first (if I have enough support through reviews though) or the companion fic (which is the whole chapter in Ran's POV) I'll probably call itKen and I or something like that ...or I should put that as chapter 2, then the sequel as chapter 3, in the form of narration? Or should I...

Ran: She's very noisy...

Author: (sticks out tongue)

Ran: (rolls eyes) oh, THAT'S so mature...