As usual to this up here, I don't own Weiß. I really wish I did. sighs

Chapter 1

The early morning sunlight danced merrily on a sleeping red head. Long, delicate eyelashes fluttered open as the sun continued its ascent into the sky. Sluggishly he wiped the sleep out of his eyes then gracefully slipped out of his bed and got dressed. After he had put some clothes on, he headed out of his room and made his way to the kitchen.

Walking into the kitchen, he headed right to the coffee pot and automatically poured a cup for himself. Mug held in hand he turned around and moved to the table. Sitting down he reached over and grabbed that morning's paper to read as he drank his coffee. He never took notice of the pair of green eyes that was watching his every movement.

Yohji sat at the table, his eyes following the red head's every move just as soon as he walked into the room. He watched the man as he poured his coffee and then sat down to read the paper. Holding back the flash of desire he felt whenever he saw the read headed beauty, he reached for his pack of cigarettes. Grabbing his lighter, he placed the sweet stick of nicotine to his lips and lit it. Inhaling deeply he continued to gaze at the red head letting out a soft sigh to exhale the smoke, he tried to strike up a conversation with the man who had so far paid him no heed.

"Morning, Aya," he said.

Aya grunted in acknowledgement to the older playboy and continued to read the paper.

Yohji shook his head at the red head's lack of communication skills. Irritated at the stoic man, he was about to reach out and rip the newspaper out of Aya's hands, but was stopped bye someone else entering the kitchen.

Glancing over at the door he saw that it was Omi coming in to have breakfast before he was off for school.

"Morning, chibi," Yohji greeted the boy.

"Don't call me that!" Omi said as he sat down with his food. "Good morning Yohji-kun, Aya-kun. You're up early today, ne, Yohji-kun."

"I'm up late, actually," Yohji corrected him. "Want to hear about my night?"

Omi shook his head and started to eat his breakfast.

"Oh, come on, chibi," Yohji said. "You know you want to hear about how tender that woman was. I know you do."

Omi choked on his food while his face grew bright red at what Yohji had said. Omi looked up at the clock.

"Oh my god, look at the time. I gotta go now or I'll be late. Ja!" Omi said as he made a grab for his books, then raced out of the kitchen.

Yohji burst out laughing as he heard the front door slam shut. Walking over to the window, he could just make out the form of Omi running all the way to the school. In his haste to leave the house, he forgot that he took his motorcycle to school every morning. Seeing that sent Yohji into another fit of laughter.

Still laughing he turned around and walked back over to the table. He sat down and looked over at Aya who seemed oblivious to the whole exchange.

"Ne, Aya, what about you? Want to hear about it?" Yohji asked.

Taking Aya's silence as an invitation to talk, Yohji launched into a full description of last night's latest conquest.

Aya suppressed the urge to let out a sigh as he rolled his eyes from behind the newspaper. Half listening to the brunette's description of what the woman looked like, he continued his reading. As Yohji went into explicit details over each position that had been used that night, Aya felt his face heat up in embarrassment. Thank god, he can't see my face, Aya thought as he clenched the newspaper tightly in his hand.

Noticing the tightening of Aya's hand, Yohji smirked to himself. He then started to tell the red headed man how many times he had done it with each position, but was cut off by ken walking into the room.

Aya let out a soft sigh of relief as he saw Ken walking into the room. He felt he could just kiss the brunette for saving him from Yohji's talk of conquests.

"Good morning, you two," Ken said as he walked to the cabinet and grabbed a bowl for his daily dose of morning cereal. Filling the bowl with cereal and milk, he moved over to the table and sat down. "Spent another night out with a woman, Yohji?"

"That I did, Kenken," Yohji said with a grin on his face. "Was just telling Aya how well it went. I think he was starting to enjoy it."

Ken let out a cough at what was just said. He then stood up and walked to the fridge for a glass of juice. Reaching inside he grabbed the orange juice and found a glass. Pouring himself some, he turned around and glanced at Aya.

Aya's head was shaking in disagreement to the statement Yohji had said, but the green-eyed man couldn't tell since the newspaper was blocking his view of their stoic leader.

Yohji stood up and stretched. "Well, it was a pleasure to talk you both, but this god of love needs his beauty sleep. Have fun in the shop today, you two."

Yohji walked out the door and closed it. Leaning into the door, he stood there for a while to see if Aya would say anything about him.

Ken looked over at the door, then looked back at Aya.

"You didn't really enjoy hearing that did you?" He asked. "I saw you shaking your head just then."

"No, I didn't," Aya said. " Actually, I was on the verge of telling him to shut the fuck up when you walked in Ken. Thanks."

Yohji's eyes narrowed as jealousy began to eat at him. He's talking to Kenken, yet won't say a word to me? What does Ken have that I don't? He thought.

Turning away from the door, he headed towards his room. Opening the door, he walked in and promptly slammed the door shut behind him. He fell down on his bed and began to make plans on how to get Aya to finally notice him. After he had come up with a semi decent plan to gain the red head's attention, he fell into a deep sleep.

Back in the kitchen, Aya and Ken stared at each other for a moment then turned towards the door that Yohji had left as the sound of a door being slammed shut caught their attention. Ken looked back at Aya. Confusion was in his eyes as to why Yohji would shut his door so hard.

Aya gave a small shrug as he finished his coffee. Standing up, he walked over to the sink and rinsed what was left of the coffee out, then set it down on the counter to dry. He turned around and looked over at Ken again.

"Hurry up and finish eating, it's almost time to open the shop," Aya said.

"Ok," Ken said as he started to eat his cereal faster.

Author's Notes: Erm… Just wanted to say thanks for the reviews for the prequel and I hope you like this fic. However, I do need your help. So now, all I have to do is explain why I'm having this vote.

Brad: Why not just tell them the short of it…

Hush I wasn't talking to you!!! P but anyway, as I was going to say…

Brad: What's she's going to say is she has two ways she can go with this fiction. She wants you to vote on it.

Mou, Brad!!!! sigh he's right though even if he keeps interrupting me… I kept him up late last night while I was at work . I'll explain now… As Brad said I can go two ways but I wanna know what you guys want. Here's the two ways. 1: I can go with Yohji getting Aya. Aka, a Yohji/Ran fic or Ran/Yohji fic either one shrugs, or 2: I can have it where Aya doesn't want Yohji and continues to ignore him and some how ending up with Ken (Yes I know I can get that to work) and then Yohji actually gets someone else. Yet, if you want this one, I sort of have an idea on who I will go with but I'd still like your input anyway. It would mean a lot so please tell me well vote on which way you would like me to go with this. points at review button Remember! If you want one of those two options to be done lotsa you need to vote smiles sweetly

Brad: Well now that you've said this and used me can I go to bed now?

Hai! Go to bed Brad I won't need you until tonight probably…

Brad: walks off

Hehe, I'll turn him into a vampire yet giggles I love my night shift job! Anyway Review this pppplllleaassseee!