Author: *waves and huggles* Hey Princess, long time no see. XDDD ;_; You're never on aim ^^ Your german is good!
Note 1: Between the ****** signs are the past Yohji talking.
Note 2: To those of you who are reading Das Schicksal, that fic is sort of on a semi-permanent hiatus now. Both the muse and the person I wrote the fic for has left me. I don't know, maybe the muse will return one day and I'll finish the fic.
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A Christmas Wish
-Chapter 5: Places to go and people to see-
To avoid an awkward collision with myself, I quickly stepped aside and spotted Omi, my guide.
"What am I suppose to do?" I asked.
"Watch." He simply answered.
Something told me that by the time those two were finished, more Christmas balls will be the tragic victims of the brunette's clumsiness. Oh well. It's not like I was going anywhere. Might just as well watch and so I did.
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"And if there are any leftovers, we can always donate them."
Omi frowned at me and pouted, while Ken laughed his ass out. I was also laughing, because that was the exact thing Omi had in mind. Ah, our little Omittchi. His giving and caring natures always seem to be several notches higher during the holidays. If you consider the fact that he's pretty giving and caring usually, at Christmas time he is unstoppable. This year he decided to visit the orphanage on Christmas day and bring along scary amounts of gifts for the orphans. Somehow Omi also convinced Ken to put on a Santa outfit and tag along. The little blond probably didn't have to do alot to convince the other, since they're really both people who loved kids.
"You might not want to give him any ideas, Youji. He's going to insist you stop by the orphanage later on and drop off the left-over decorations." Our resident soccer fanatic had finally caught his breath.
I shrugged and grinned. "Nah, I got places to go and people to meet today. So if he's going to ask, it's gonna be you, Kenken."
"Ah crap." Ken suddenly realized his big mistake. "Hey, don't go! Stay and help us out here."
"Well, it seems that you've got everything under control here. Besides you can always ask Aya." I suggested.
"I don't want to end up in the emergency room tonight." Ken retorted.
"Ken-kun! Don't talk about Aya-kun like that." Omi protested, defending the honors of our current missing member.
"Sorry, Omi." Was the half-hearted apology.
"Speaking of Aya, where is he?"
Omi shrugged. "I heard him go out a few hours ago." And the mystery of Aya continues. Almost a year living with the guy and still, we had no idea where he disappears off to most of the time. If you ask him about it, the most thing you'll get is a "hn.". Or he would be so vague that you still got no idea what he did. I used to think he would run off and have secret meetings with some hot chick, get some mind-blowing sex and then return like nothing happened. Oh wait, that's me.
"Youji-kun, be sure you come back before six. We're having a Christmas Eve diner together." Omi said, the hidden plea very visible in his voice.
I walked over and ruffled his hair. "Sure, Omittchi. I won't miss it for the world. Unfortunately, I'll have to disappoint all the lovely ladies who wanted a romantic Christmas, but for you anytime." I winked at him and Omi presented me with one of his brilliant smiles.
"Later!" I left to the sound of Ken insisting that the tree had plenty of space.
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Curious in what the particular plans of my past self were, I decided to follow him. Visiting an underground organization of spies and complete a last assignment for the end of the year. Or like he said, paying personal visits to ladies, have amazing sex with them in order to apologize for his lack of presence in the evening. I wouldn't be amazed if any of these things happened, because after all, I apparently made the drastic career change of dangerous policeman or maybe a PI to a florist.
I was very much surprised when he walked into a small jewelry shop.
Note 1: Between the ****** signs are the past Yohji talking.
Note 2: To those of you who are reading Das Schicksal, that fic is sort of on a semi-permanent hiatus now. Both the muse and the person I wrote the fic for has left me. I don't know, maybe the muse will return one day and I'll finish the fic.
.
A Christmas Wish
-Chapter 5: Places to go and people to see-
To avoid an awkward collision with myself, I quickly stepped aside and spotted Omi, my guide.
"What am I suppose to do?" I asked.
"Watch." He simply answered.
Something told me that by the time those two were finished, more Christmas balls will be the tragic victims of the brunette's clumsiness. Oh well. It's not like I was going anywhere. Might just as well watch and so I did.
*****************************
"And if there are any leftovers, we can always donate them."
Omi frowned at me and pouted, while Ken laughed his ass out. I was also laughing, because that was the exact thing Omi had in mind. Ah, our little Omittchi. His giving and caring natures always seem to be several notches higher during the holidays. If you consider the fact that he's pretty giving and caring usually, at Christmas time he is unstoppable. This year he decided to visit the orphanage on Christmas day and bring along scary amounts of gifts for the orphans. Somehow Omi also convinced Ken to put on a Santa outfit and tag along. The little blond probably didn't have to do alot to convince the other, since they're really both people who loved kids.
"You might not want to give him any ideas, Youji. He's going to insist you stop by the orphanage later on and drop off the left-over decorations." Our resident soccer fanatic had finally caught his breath.
I shrugged and grinned. "Nah, I got places to go and people to meet today. So if he's going to ask, it's gonna be you, Kenken."
"Ah crap." Ken suddenly realized his big mistake. "Hey, don't go! Stay and help us out here."
"Well, it seems that you've got everything under control here. Besides you can always ask Aya." I suggested.
"I don't want to end up in the emergency room tonight." Ken retorted.
"Ken-kun! Don't talk about Aya-kun like that." Omi protested, defending the honors of our current missing member.
"Sorry, Omi." Was the half-hearted apology.
"Speaking of Aya, where is he?"
Omi shrugged. "I heard him go out a few hours ago." And the mystery of Aya continues. Almost a year living with the guy and still, we had no idea where he disappears off to most of the time. If you ask him about it, the most thing you'll get is a "hn.". Or he would be so vague that you still got no idea what he did. I used to think he would run off and have secret meetings with some hot chick, get some mind-blowing sex and then return like nothing happened. Oh wait, that's me.
"Youji-kun, be sure you come back before six. We're having a Christmas Eve diner together." Omi said, the hidden plea very visible in his voice.
I walked over and ruffled his hair. "Sure, Omittchi. I won't miss it for the world. Unfortunately, I'll have to disappoint all the lovely ladies who wanted a romantic Christmas, but for you anytime." I winked at him and Omi presented me with one of his brilliant smiles.
"Later!" I left to the sound of Ken insisting that the tree had plenty of space.
*******************************
Curious in what the particular plans of my past self were, I decided to follow him. Visiting an underground organization of spies and complete a last assignment for the end of the year. Or like he said, paying personal visits to ladies, have amazing sex with them in order to apologize for his lack of presence in the evening. I wouldn't be amazed if any of these things happened, because after all, I apparently made the drastic career change of dangerous policeman or maybe a PI to a florist.
I was very much surprised when he walked into a small jewelry shop.