(Written by Aideen-san! ALL BOW TO THE ALMIGHTY AIDEEN-SAN! ... or just email her at christiewillows@aol.com )

The Yohji and camera idea is Magic Cat's. Thank You for letting us use it!^_^

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Chapter: Five

Usagi had no clue, when the kiss ended. All her brain could register was that one minute Schuldich was kissing her, the next he was flying across the grass and into a near by trash can. Both Nagi and Omi were standing, a look of smoldering rage on their faces. Usagi stammered, her hands shaking as she tried to find a way to explain everything. She couldn't find the words.

Stalling, she looked around at the school grounds. Almost everyone was looking in their direction and whispering about the kiss. Unable to take anymore, Usagi grabbed her books and ran away before anyone saw the frustrated tears in her eyes.

"Smooth chibi, Schuldich replied, a underlying hint of anger tinting his voice. I thought you understood. Yue is mine. ~And only mine~

We'll see. Nagi answered tightly, as he left. Crawford would not be pleased, if he skipped a whole day of his own classes.

Schuldich glared after his teammate. He would deal with the little brat later, but first things first. Don't you have a class to go to, kitty kat?

Omi trembled. He wasn't one to get angry very easily, but at the moment he just wanted to run the bastard through. Stay away from him. Omi said through clutched teeth.

Or what, kitty? Schuldich smirked cruelly. You forget I always have the upper hand. If I wanted to, I could make you hurt Yue...

Omi had enough for the day, and felt that he had every right to act. How dare his sworn enemy imply that he would hurt Yue-kun. The student body watched as the usually polite Omi Tsukiyno, swung a right upper cut into the new teacher's jaw.

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The rest of the day was a blur. As the day went on, Usagi saw neither Schuldich or Omi. For the first time since she found out about Schuldich's telepathic abilities, she was glad. From the looks of it, nobody recalled any of the earlier happenings. Usagi looked up as Omi entered the classroom...well almost everybody. She had never seen Omi so mad...

Or Nagi for that matter. Usagi buried her head into her folded arms, hoping she wouldn't start crying. She had just ruined two wonderful friendships...

Psst! Yue-san! A girl whispered. Usagi groaned mentally, she didn't think that she could deal with any more flirting today. she questioned as she looked up. The girl in front of her tossed a note on her desk. She frowned as she opened the note...Why couldn't she have this many admirers as a girl.

Yue-kun,

Please meet me after school. We have to talk.

Omi

"Liang-san! The teacher called out, Please pay attention!

"Hai, sensei. Usagi flushed, as she was brought to everyone's attention, including Omi's. As the rest of the class refocused on their history lesson, Omi waited looking at her with solemn eyes waiting for her answer. Usagi nodded in agreement, mouthing the question Where to meet'

The gates'

Again Usagi nodded. Now just to deal with Schuldich.

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Usagi hurried to Schuldich's classroom. She managed to get her teacher to write her note to leave class early, in order to talk with Schuldich. Usagi entered the empty classroom cautiously... Does my little rabbit want to play?

Usagi would have jumped had it not been for the arms wrapped around her shoulders.

Schuldich trailed kisses along Usagi's neckline, thinking that school had never been so much fun. He tightened his grip as the little bunny tried to get away. Do you really think I'm going to let you get away from me that easily? Schuldich whispered in her ear, We still have those two weeks to make up because of those annoying exams.

Let me go! Usagi snapped sorely tempted to stomp on his foot.

His bunny provided him with such amusing entertainment.

Schuldich smirked as Usagi leaned forward, in effort to escape his hold. Do you really want me to let go, Usa-ko?

He released his hold on Usagi, sending the blonde forward into a row of student desks. A soft grunt escaped Usagi's lips as she landed stomach first on the desks, scattering her books from her bookbag on to the floor. Schuldich sauntered over to Usagi as she got up. I know you wanna go and play with the little Weiss kitty.

What are you talking about?! Usagi exclaimed, I don't know anybody named Weiss!

Don't be so sure. Schuldich kicked a book out of her reach before reaching out and tilting her face, so that she looked directly up at him. I don't really care as long as you remember one thing.

Usagi questioned cautiously. Who knew what Schuldich had up his sleeve.

You're mine.

Usagi didn't have a chance as her lips were crushed by Schuldich's. Her hands gripped the folds of his shirt as he deepened the kiss. This kiss was different. It was as though he was trying to possess her, by that one kiss. Staking his claim on her, like a lion staking his territory.

For the life of her, Usagi couldn't fight back. She didn't want to fight back.

Usagi jerked away from Schuldich at the sound of the voice. Schuldich scowled for moment, ready to kill the idiot who interrupted him. Quickly his scowl was replaced by a mocking smile. The little kitty kat. Like what you see, kitty?

Usagi squeaked out. With that little slip of the tongue, there was no mistaking her for a boy. If Omi hadn't been distracted, he might have noticed.

The shaggy blonde haired boy stood in the doorway, his expression unreadable. I was wondering where you were, Yue-kun.

Usagi stammered out, not looking up. Instead she hastily grabbed her books and moved away from Schuldich. Her head still bowed, Usagi stopped in front of Omi. Gomen ne.

Omi turned his head so that Yue couldn't see the hurt that flashed across is face. Schuldich smirked at him, obviously believing that he won. After all Yue had kissed back. He had seen it with his own eyes.

~That's right, kitty kat. Yue-chan is mine and he knows it.~

Omi glared at the older man, wishing more than anything he could use Schuldich as a dart broad. He felt a tug on his sweater. Omi looked down into the blue eyes of Yue. Please just let it go! It was just a kiss. O-negai, Omi-kun. Don't start anything with Schuldich. Omi wanted to refuse, but the desperate look on his friend's face stopped him. I don't want to see you hurt.

We better go. Omi replied stepping out of the classroom. Usagi moved to follow, but Schuldich grabbed her arm as she passed him.

Where do you think you're going, Yue-chan? Schuldich demanded. Crawford wouldn't be pleased when he found out about Usagi's new friendship.

With Omi-kun. Usagi replied, He wants to talk to me.

What makes you think that I'm going to let my little toy get away so easily. Schuldich smirked, leaning in closer. Enjoying the blush that crept across her cheeks and the fact that he knew the youngest member of Weiss, was ready to skewer him. Schuldich was ready for more fun and games.

Usagi echoed getting angry. She was only human and could only take so much from this orange haired conceited jerk. Pulling herself to her full height, Usagi glared at the older man. I am not your damn toy!!! Each word was punctuated with Usagi jabbing her index finger into Schuldich's chest as the man smirked down at her, unfazed by the angry blonde. Usagi marched angrily out the door, only to return a moment later. I'll try to be home by dinner.

Schuldich's mental laughter followed the two teens as they left.

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Neither Usagi or Omi talked as they walked down the street. Usagi tried to think of something to say besides I'm sorry. She couldn't think of anything to say, so she listened to the idle chatter of the schoolgirls in front of her.

Karoi-chan, are you really going to ask them for a picture?

Oh! Make a copy for me! O-negai!

Psst! Karoi-chan! Why don't you ask Omi-kun and Yue-kun for a picture? They're right behind us!

Like a pack of wolves, the group of girls turned on their heels. A dangerous glint in their eyes as they moved forward as one. Instinctively the prey took a step back, glancing in both directions for any sign of escape. Knowing that Omi was too polite for his own good Usagi grabbed his hand, turned, and ran.

Poor Omi did nothing, just let himself be dragged across the pavement. One thought echoed in his mind. 'Yue-kun should join the track team...'

COME BACK!!!

AFTER THEM!!!

After a few minutes of racing aimlessly down various streets and yelling Gomen!' a good half of dozen times. Usagi stopped to catch her breath. I think we lost them.

Yue-kun, I don't think they would have been able to keep up with you. Omi replied, leaning against a brick wall.

Usagi huffed a bit. It was either us or them. I prefer saving your butt and mine!

Omi looked around their surroundings and chuckled. Come on, I'll introduce you to my co workers.

Co workers? Usagi repeated as she followed Omi across the street. She looked up and read a sign. Koneko Sumi Ie. Kawaii...Omi? Usagi realized that she somehow lost her friend.

Maybe he went inside, Usagi thought.

Kudou Yohji looked up as the little bell above of the door jingled. From his spot behind a potted fern, he could see it was a fine haired blonde. Petite, but he could easily picture generous curves. Along with the top of a school uniform, caught his eye along with a pair of stunning blue eyes. If she was under eighteen, Yohji felt it was his duty to disregard his rule. Just this once.

She had just walked into the lion's den. Quickly she hid behind a large fern, not noticing the figure on the other side of the plant.

Usagi noted that this shop was filled with many of her female classmates, all wearing that frightening dreamy look that she quickly became familiar with at school. She felt sorry for the workers.

Now, what is a beauty like you doing all alone?

Usagi blinked, as she turned around only to get a face full of ferns. Plants couldn't talk. She already had enough with talking cats.

Yohji grinned at the clueless blonde as he ignored the person tugging on his apron strings. He batted the hand away, focusing his complete attention on the blonde. A flower such as you should always be ferociously guarded.

Usagi almost had a panic attack, as she looked down. Did she look like a girl? No...her chest wasn't visible.

Usagi recognized the voice from earlier. The girl with the camera.

So tell me, what's your name? Yohji continued, as he was about to push away the plant.

Yohji-san? M-may I take your picture...?

Usagi backed away, as she saw a large slender hand reach out for hers.

Yeah, yeah. Yohji frowned as he noticed the blonde backing away. Well she wasn't about to get away so easily. Stepping out from his spot, the well known playboy didn't notice the sudden silence that filled the shop. There's no need to be shy...

The girls watched with wide eyes, as the older man took ahold of Yue's hand and bought it to his lips. A few girls felt their hopes dashed, as the object of their affection flirted with the handsome boy. While others seemed rather eager for more of the show.

Why did these things always happen to her? Usagi wondered, as she numbly stared into a pair of jade colored eyes.

Yohji grinned at his newest conquest as she mumbled something. What was that?

...I'm a boy... Usagi lied.

Yohji blinked. Finally he took in all of the blonde's appearance. Shaggy blonde hair, a very feminine face with kissable lips and...a flat chest? It also dawned on him, that his conquest' was wearing a boy's school uniform. You're a boy?!

The girl with the camera took her picture and Yohji wished that he was drunk. At least that way he could have an excuse. Usagi vaguely wondered how the picture would turn out.

What's going on? a deep voice demanded.

Jerking her hand away from a rather speechless Yohji, Usagi turned around and stared. Two of the most gorgeous guys walked in. Intense violet eyes glared at everyone from beneath red bangs, while warm brown eyes looked on curious as dark brown bangs fell into his eyes. Both young men were tall and well built, added in the honey haired blonde, Usagi could see why girls flocked to the small shop. She would too, but she had enough with Schuldich.

Omi's voice called out. What did you do to Yue-kun?!

The customers' were more than willing to fill Omi in, before Usagi could even open her mouth. Usagi wished that she could sink through the floor broads. Though she had to admit the fangirls certainly had a healthly imagination, as different versions of what happened bounced off the walls. Usagi peered at her friend, he looked less than happy by the minute. What did she do now?

Yohji frowned slightly as he observed the blonde. What was wrong with him? Usually Yohji had a sixth sense when it came to women, but this time it failed. This had never happened before... Than again, this Yue guy, was too feminine looking for his own good. He even had small hands like a woman. Those girls might as well say that I jumped and ravished you.

Usagi looked up, and grimaced. Yohji chuckled at the guilty expression on the young man's face, Don't worry about it. Yohji slung an arm about Usagi's shoulders, At least now I know that I have good taste in men as I do in women.

Usagi blushed, at the words. Yohji winked before walking away, taking everything in stride.

The camera girl piped up, looking as though someone handed her the key to the city of gold.

Would you like a copy?

Of all the people, Omi thought would have been safe to leave Yue with. It would have been Yohji, the ladies man. From the looks of things, Omi was being to think he couldn't leave anyone with his new friend. I would like a picture. Omi spoke up quietly, catching Yue's eye. Omi smiled feebly, It's not everyday you see a fish faced Yohji-kun.

Yue giggled. So, this is where you work?

Usagi replied, I've never meet male florists!

Omi chuckled nervously, scratching the back of his neck.

Usagi looked at her watch, and frowned. She would have to go soon. So...um....you wanna talk about what happen earlier?

Omi gestured for Yue to follow him upstairs. Usagi moved quietly, wanting to avoid their conversion, but knowing she couldn't.

Upstairs in the flat, Omi didn't know where to start, as Yue took a seat on the couch. Er...would you like something to drink, Yue-kun?

Are you really mad with me, about Schuldich? Usagi questioned quietly, at the same time.

I'm not mad at you, Omi glanced at the window, to hide the beginnings to a blush. I'm mad that he's taking advantage of you...and that you're letting him!

Schuldich isn't taking advantage of me, Usagi replied, He's been doing a great favor for me.

By kissing you, and saying you're his! Usagi turned bright red at Omi's words.

It doesn't mean anything. 'I hope.' Usagi added in silently.

Omi turned to his friend. Usagi looked up at him, only to look away quickly. If it doesn't mean anything, why do you let him kiss you?

Silence filled the small flat, as the two friends sat saying nothing. Usagi fidgeted uncomfortably, before turning to face Omi. I better go.

Omi watched as Yue, got up. He hadn't meant for it to go this way. He had only wanted answers. Answers that would rid him of the jealousy that gnawed at him, every time he thought about Schuldich kissing his Yue. His Yue? Omi blushed intensely at the thought. Yue was his friend, nothing more.

Usagi chose that moment to turn around and say good-bye. Ja- Omi-kun are you okay? You're all red! Concerned, Usagi laid a hand on his forehead, as she kneeled beside him. How do you feel?

I-I'm f-fine! Omi stammered, unsettled by their close proximity.

Are you sure? Usagi questioned, noting that Omi was turning redder.

Omi didn't know what to do, he was helpless to do anything but stare into those concerned blue eyes. Perhaps what he did next, was proof that he had been living with Yohji for too long...

Usagi blinked, as Omi's hand wrapped her wrist.

Gomen ne, Yue-kun. Omi apologized before pressing his lips against Yue's.

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Bradley Crawford was not happy.

Clearly neither were the florists before him.

Care to tell me where my ward is, and I shall leave sooner. The American said, stoically. That little blonde had to end up here of all places. It was though as trouble and Schuldich followed Yue around like an annoying puppy.

Quaint, little place you got here, kitty kats. Schuldich smirked, as he leaned against the glass door. The German, to annoy the kitty kats' lit a cigarette. Where's the little kitty and Yue-chan?

Aya's hands itched for his katana, but he couldn't do anything. Not with all the school girls about watching their every move. Get out!

Bradley looked unfazed, by the words as he pushed his glasses up. Gladly, once we retrieve Yue-san.

Neither of the three members of Weiss, moved a muscle. Very Well. Schuldich deal with them.

Schuldich's smirk said enough as Weiss found themselves, frozen in place. The fangirls, who hadn't left turned and looked blankly at them before moving forward. Give them a thrill kitty kats! Schuldich snickered. Running is not an option, until I say so.

Guess the person who said power corrupts, wasn't kidding.
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It was a simple move, that caught her off guard.

In the pass few weeks, Usagi had grown used to having Schuldich stealing kisses. It never crossed her mind that Omi would kiss her. His kisses were different. Schuldich's kisses were like straight out of a steamy romance novel, while Omi's were as sweet as candy. If there was one thing, that Usagi had no will power to resist. It was sweets.

Omi couldn't believe what he just did, but he couldn't deny that he enjoying the kiss. He was a bit surprised when Yue wrapped his arms around his neck, completely lost in the moment. Omi felt the teasing fluttering of Yue's lashes against his cheeks, as Yue closed his eyes. Willingly Omi let Usagi take the lead, as he snaked his arms around Yue's waist, pulling the blonde closer.

Yue-san, I believe that I do not have time for this teen drama.

Crawford's voice was like a bucket of cold water as the two teens broke apart. Usagi stared at the blue haired American, while Omi was torn between glaring at his enemy and wishing that he was anywhere but here in the living room caught making out.

H-how did you know where I was? Usagi asked, figuring that it was a safe question as she scrambled to her feet.

That does not concern you. Crawford replied, Now let's be on our way.

Why should I let you take Yue-kun?! Omi demanded, stepping in front of Usagi.

Crawford glowered at the young assassin, Because your friends are being mauled by your little fan club.

That happens everyday. Omi blurted out, then blushed. That came out wrong.

Usagi spoke up, Those girls are here everyday? She shuddered at the thought.

Well isn't that nice. Crawford glanced at his watch. Yue-kun, we are leaving. Excuse us, Bombay?

Usagi questioned as she was pulled out of the apartment. Isn't that a city?!

If he doesn't want to leave, Yue-kun can stay! Omi, exclaimed as he followed after the American and the blonde, ignoring the question.

I see that Weiss likes making itself a nuisance of all aspects of life, Schuldich's echoed up from the stairwell.

This is your fault! Usagi accused, I told you that I would go back in time for dinner.

Schuldich grinned up the blonde, The dinner entertainment started early. Come and see.

Omi hurried down the stairs, worried about his teammates with Usagi at his heels. Schuldich grinned as the kitty came to a sudden stop, causing Usagi to slam into him. Some of my more amusing work. Schuldich smirked.

Only their faces reminded visible. Each guy had what look like twenty girls glued to them on every inch of their bodies. From Aya's swearing, he wasn't enjoying it, though it was hard to tell with all that lipstick covering his face. For once, Yohji didn't look happy to be surround by the opposite sex, but that was most likely due to the fact, they were cutting off his circulation. Ken just stood there, in vain hope that the girls were like bees...if you didn't move, they would leave. No such luck.

It would figure that Weiss would be bought to their knees, by their Fan Club. Courtesy of Schwarz.

What do you think Yue-chan? Schuldich grinned, slinging his arm about Usagi's shoulder.

Omi glared at Schuldich. What did you do to them?!

Gave the girls a thrill, Schuldich chuckled, After all you guys weren't doing the job. Really I would have thought you guys would have done a better job with them. Tsk tsk, now I've lost any respect I might have had.

Usagi muttered.

Release them, once we're on our way. Crawford remarked, as he looked on in disdain. Yue-san, perhaps you should explain to your hosts, that this is all your fault. Quickly.

Usagi exclaimed. She pointed to Schuldich. He did it! He did everything! He became the Health teacher! He decided to teach Sex Ed! He kisses me!- Usagi stopped before she said anything else. Red faced. she turned to Omi, Gomen ne, I didn't know they would do this.

It's okay. Omi muttered as he stared at his friends. How could he help them without, offending any of the glomping females. He looked at Yue and smiled. I'll see you at school ne?

Usagi smiled and waved, as she jerked out of the flower shop by Crawford.

Hope you did your homework, chibi. Schuldich smirked, as he walked out of the flower shop. I'll be helping Yue-chan with his!

Omi glared after the red head, until Crawford's car pulled away. As soon as the vechile left, like zombies each fangirl pulled away from their victims. In a single file line, the girls left, still under Schulidich's influence.

Aya glared at his youngest teammate, an affect ruined by the lipstick stains on his face.

How about you guys wash off all that lipgloss? Omi suggested.

Quickly they closed up, making Omi bring in the stuff in from the outside. As Aya switched off the lights, all of the guys heard Yohji mutter to himself.

Well that's one fantasy I'll never have again.

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(Written by Aideen-san! ALL BOW TO THE ALMIGHTY AIDEEN-SAN! ... or just email her at christiewillows@aol.com )