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Warning: Mild language, violence, and sexual content between males. If any of this bothers you, do not read. Rated R for later chapters.


Omi's Loving Husband

Youji opened his eyes to an unfamiliar room with lavender walls. He smirked when he felt a naked body pressed against him. It wasn't uncommon for him to wake up in a different room with a pretty girl asleep next to him. He vaguely remembered last night and didn't know who he was in bed with. After a pretty difficult mission he had decided to go get wasted.

"Hey, Sexy," the girl next to him murmured in his ear.

"Hey." Youji paused deciding to leave it at that since he couldn't remember her name. He looked over to assess the woman he had bedded the night before. She was a gorgeous blond with sparkling blue eyes and a nice figure. He wished he could remember last night; by the state of the bed, it looked like it had been wild.

"I can't believe I slept until 3 p.m. but you did really wear me out last night," the woman moaned as she ran a hand over his chest.

"Three!" he yelled, suddenly remembering his shift at the flower shop began at 2:30 "I have to leave." He hurriedly got off the bed and began searching for his clothes.

"Wait, Youji, when will I see you again?"
"You won't," was all he said as he walked to the door.

"But…" He winced when he heard the pain in her voice. She just didn't understand that it was for her own good not to get involved with him. He never slept with women more than once. He gave them pleasure for one night and that was it. An assassin like him could never really make someone happy. It was always best just to let them move on and find a man who would settle down and give them a family.

"Bye." Youji smiled at the woman before he opened the door.


"You're late!" Aya scowled from a herd of ogling school girls.

"Youji, how could you? You know I had soccer practice with the kids today, but I had to call all their parents and cancel. You were supposed to show up at 2:30," Ken spat at him.

"Oh, boys don't fight." One of the girls groping Aya sulked.

"What about Omi?"

"He's at school, so Ken had to cover your shift," Aya snapped pushing the girls hands away from his intimate areas.

"But school's already over."

"He tutors after school. He's been doing that for a month now, and if you paid a little attention to someone besides yourself you would have known that," Ken explained as hegave a customer herflowers.

"I have a good excuse for being late, Ken." He winked at the smaller brunette as he approached him.

"I don't even want to know."

"Oh, yes, you do."

"Youji, that's it! Go deliver the flowers," Aya demanded giving him an icy glare.

"No way. I'm not driving that damn pink thing." Youji never made the deliveries but normally lounged around the shop sweeping the front and having a smoke when Omi wasn't there to bitch at him. The damn brat was always lecturing him on how he was going to die of lung cancer. Didn't Omi know that he was already dead?

"What, do you expect me to do it after you made me miss my practice with the kids?" Ken gnashed his teeth at him.

"No, why doesn't Aya do it?"

"Because, I said you would do it." Aya's cold voice sent a shiver down Youji's spine as he reluctantly approached the pink flower vehicle.


Youji was in a bad mood when he finally pulled up to the flower shop. His deliveries hadn't gone well. He had been laughed at by a sexy woman and hit on by an older man. Aya would pay for his humiliation; no human should be forced to ride in that thing.

"Hey, Youji," Omi chirped from the counter. He was quietly counting the money while Aya and Ken closed up the shop. "Have a nice day?"

"I was but now I'm not. How can any of you hold your head up high after driving around in that thing?"

"I don't feel sorry for you. After all you're the one who made me miss practice with the kids!"

"As I told you, Ken, Ken, I had a good reason. You should have seen her; she was a real fox. Blond hair, blue eyes, 5'8, double D's, slender hips, and powerful thighs that kept me going all night. She was the type of woman that would have made you come on the spot, Ken."

"So, what was this goddesses' name?" Ken grinned at him knowing full well he didn't know. Youji simply chose to ignore Ken's challenge and turned to Omi.

"I bet you would like a real women like that instead of all those girls you hang out with, right, Omi?" Youji smirked as he watched the small blond squirm on the counter and blush. He loved making Omi uncomfortable the kid was just too adorable when his face was flushed.

"Youji, stop corrupting him with your perverse conversation. We only need one twisted teammate in the house," Aya growled as he came over towards them. On his way over there was a knock on the door.

"Manx," Ken said as he opened the door and let the stunning red head in.

"Manx!" Youji purred with pleasure, knowing someday he would have her.

"Hello boys, we have a mission." Manx glared at him as she walked towards the basement.

They sat down around the T.V. and Youji made sure he got to sit next to Manx.

"Weiss, we have a mission." Persia's eerie voice rang out filling the room. "Honda is a man assumed to be involved in an underground human slave market. It is your job to find out information on Mr. Honda and any others involved in the operation and bring them to justice. Hunters of the night, deny these evil beasts their tomorrows."

"I thought it was Kriticker's job to do the detective work?" Aya asked as he looked at Manx suspiciously.

"Normally yes, but this one is tricky; we need someone who has detective and assassin skills. That is why you, Youji, will be perfect for this mission. You can investigate Mr. Honda and see who else is involved and you can protect yourself if you are discovered."

"Ok, so how am I supposed to get close to the man? He's retired and heavily gaurded." Youjicommented as he looked at the profile on Mr. And Mrs. Honda. "It sounds like he's a loner and doesn't have many friends."

"We already have that figured out. You see, even though Mr. Honda has removed himself from his family he still wants his fortune to remain in the family. So, he has arranged for his nephew and his newlywed wife to come and stay at his estate for a month. Lucky for us he has never met or seen his nephew and doesn't know that the newlyweds were killed in a car accident two weeks ago. So, Youji, you will pose as his nephew, Yu Honda. Now all we need is his wife, Aya Honda." She said as she looked at the remaining teammates.

"What?" Aya, Ken, and Omi gasped.

"I was thinking you, Omi, would make the best girl. Also you're the most intelligent and that could be needed on this mission.

"Me, why would I make a good girl? I think Aya is much prettier than me and he wouldn't have to memorize a new name since he already goes by Aya."

"Omi," Aya hissed in warning.

"No, I already thought of that; we need someone who looks like a wife not a harlot," Manx replied.

"I do not look like a harlot. I look exotic."

"Yes, Omi would make a great girl. I mean I would look horrible as a girl with my athletic body," Ken stammered.

"I won't do it," Omi whined.

"Do I really need a wife? Couldn't I just say she wasn't feeling well and I left her at home." Youji asked not really wanting any of them to be his wife.

"You're newlyweds, Youji; they would get suspicious if you didn't bring your wife. You know you'll both have to act like newlyweds which means always being at each others' side," Manx said with a twinkle in her eyes. Youji cringed. It appeared that even a cold woman such as Manx thought of marriage.

"Fine," Youji and Omi said reluctantly.

"Good, then Omi come with me. I'll have him back by morning. Oh, and Youji try to find some more respectable clothing," Manx yelled as she dragged Omi behind her.

"You can look through Ken's and my closet if you need something respectable." Youji cringed at Aya's offer as he looked at the hideous orange sweater the man insisted on wearing.

"Yeah, no use going out and buying clothes you'll only wear once for this mission," Ken agreed.

"I guess." Youji followed Ken and Aya to their rooms to look for some covering clothing. It didn't matter what he wore since there would be no one to impress except an elderly couple and a teammate in drag.


Youji knew that Aya and Ken had bad tastes, but he just didn't know how bad it was. It took him four hours the night before just to find some outfits that looked halfway decent. Now he was wearing a pair of his own tight fitting jeans and a black long sleeved turtle neck he found in Aya's closet.

"I don't know why you would care about how you look; it's not like you'll have anyone to impress," Ken muttered as they waited for Omi and Manx.

"But, Ken, you never know what little hot maid might be fluttering around the house."

"Youji, you better not ruin this mission trying to get laid. Remember you're supposed to be married." Aya glared at him as he twirled one of his red strands of hair around his finger.

"Right," Youji rolled his eyes. He couldn't go cheating on his cute adorable wife who was actually a man. He snickered when he pictured Omi in drag.

"We're back, boys," Manx's voice came from the doorway.

"Wow," Ken and Aya gasped. Youji looked up to see a cute blonde with layered shoulder length hair wearing a short light blue sundress. Youji had to admit thatOmi looked breathtaking.

"Do you think he'll pass as a female? We shaved his legs, added some hair extensions, and I think the water bra makes his breasts look natural."

"Yeah, he looks hot. If I didn't know he was a man, I'd hit on him." Youji smirked as Omi's face flushed.

"Youji, don't you dare make fun of me," Omi huffed as he walked into the room and sat down next to his teammates with his legs apart completely destroying the illusion.

Ok, you two are expected to arrive at the Honda residence by noon tomorrow. I want you two to start acting like a couple. And Omi don't forget to raise your voice and act more feminine and start by crossing your legs. Now one last thing," Manx said as she slipped two rings out of her pocket and handed the gold bands to them. "Don't forget, you're married, so act like it."

"How do married people act?" Omi and Youji asked in unison; the puzzled expressions showing that they weren't lying.

"Well, They kiss, cuddle, and tell each other how much they love each other. So, why don't you work on that, but I have to go." With that Manx left them to fin for themselves.

"Ok, practice," Aya said as he looked coldly at the both of them.

"We'll just wing it. I mean how hard can it be," Youji said uncomfortably not wanting to do this mission at all.

"No, we don't need you messing up the mission tomorrow," Aya snapped.

"He's right, you know. Neither of us have ever even kissed a guy before so maybe we should practice. We don't want them to be suspicious or they won't let us in on anything secret."

"Well, I have to go to bed because I have to get up in the morning because someone didn't show up to work on time. So I had to reschedule soccer practice with the kids!"

"Ok, Ken, I'm sorry. I am sorry I ruined your soccer practice with the damn kids."

"Thanks, that's all I wanted to hear. Now this I definitely don't want to witness, so I'm going to bed." Ken scowled as he headed for his room.

"Ok, honey, I um, love you," Omi stuttered trying to raise his voice.

"Yeah, me too," Youji said uncomfortably as Omi scooted closer to him on the couch.

"Oh, Yu, I love you so, um, much."

"Stop, you guys suck," Aya hissed. "Married people love each other they don't sit there stuttering like idiots, and Youji when your wife tells you she loves you, don't just say, yeah, me too. You should have told her how much you love her too." Aya's voice burned with passion.

"Fine, but this isn't easy with you hanging over us." Youji sneered as he looked into Aya's misty violet eyes. He scooted closer to Omi and put his arm around him. All he had to do was think of Omi like he did all the other girls. Youji was a ladies' man after all, not some teenage boy trying to get laid for the first time.

"Aya, you look beautiful today. I can't wait to get you alone," he whispered in his best seductive voice as he leaned in and turned Omi's face towards his brushing his lips tenderly against Omi's. Omi quickly slapped his hands away from his face.

"Ok, I can't do this," Omi stuttered.

"You will do this," Aya responded.

"No!"

"Yes!"

"No!"

"Yes!"

"No!"

"Omi!" Aya warned as he pierced Omi with an icy stare. Omi fell silent as he turned back to Youji and brushed his lips over his cheek and gave him a small kiss.

"Yu, I love you."

"I love you too." Youji couldn't believe the drivel coming out of his own mouth as he held Omi's hand and brought him in for another dreaded kiss. Youji closed his eyes as he thought of a busty brunette he had been with a couple of days ago and he locked lips with Omi. He was surprised at how easily Omi responded by moving his own mouth against his and licking his bottom lip.

"Mmm," Omi moaned as Youji pulled back.

"Well, I think that will do," Aya said as he got up leaving Youji and Omi in awkward silence.

"My, where did you learn to kiss like that. No wonder all the women want you. Do you think you could teach me how to do that?" Omi panted taking in large gulps of air and running his hands up and down his own thighs.

"Uh, it's getting late, and we have to get up early in the morning."

"Yeah, you're right." Omi pulled his hands away from his thighs. "Um, Youji, I didn't mean that kissing thing in a weird way. I just meant that I wanted to know how to do that so I could use it on a girl." Omi looked down as he stood up.

"I know, don't worry. I know this mission is uncomfortable for the both of us." Youji gave Omi a false smile as he stood up.