Chapter 3: Impending Plots of the Disheveled

AN: Aha! The third installment of Dekiru! Whahahah! Sorry I had trouble posting the chapters due to… uh… technical difficulties (kicks the computer). Well, hope you like this one. Hmm… Will this installment have lemon in it? We'll see. (evil grin) I'm afraid to put some because one of my friends who had a Gravitation fic got deleted because of the lemon and the rating in it. (shudders) Well anyway, I'll be careful with the content. But I'm sure that there will be sex in this. So… Don't worry!

Disclaimer: I just borrowed them. You can sue me if you want. I wont give a damn. Plus, the series is already finished and Koyasu has already given up on them since 1999. So he doesn't care either!

Man… I never knew how much entertaining Ken and Aya were. It certainly amused me to no end. I'd love to see how this budding relationship will end up. But something tells me that I, Youji Koudo, lover boy extraordinaire, will have to help this two star-crossed lovers to fall in love! Or my name ain't John Jacob Jingle Heimer Schmitz! (which it isn't) Or so help me gods!

Ah, I found my target. I see the brunette sitting mindlessly staring off into space. Probably daydreaming again. I snicker to myself. Good thing he found a nice secluded spot on the shop rooftop. I swaggered my way towards him and he hadn't realized that I was there until I draped my arm on his shoulder. I feel his muscles tense up when I did. "What'cha thinkin' about Kenken?"

"Gyaa! Oh… it's you…" he shrugged my arm off.

"Hmp. Well sooorry for living." I rolled my eyes. I've never seen Ken like this. He was so jumpy and grumpy at the same time. "what's gotten into ya all of a sudden?" I asked.

He shrugs. This is going to be harder than I thought.

I sit by his side and light a cigarette, throwing my arms behind me. I look at the kid's face and he's still out of it… Then it hit me.

I slap his back making him cough and getting the air out'a him. "Aww, don't worry Ken!" I roared. "Barbie will come back for ya." At this I laughed out loud.

"Who's Barbie…?" he blinks.

"Uh… I … Um.. Never mind." I sweatdropped. Being as clueless and naïve as he is, I guess he never even heard of a Barbie doll so I guess he'll never know that Ken was her boyfriend. But I still think it was hilarious. Now I think I should drop the little hints and go straight to the damned point.

I stretch again and put my arm around his shoulder in a brotherly kind of way. I don't know why I was doing that, but I guess I was just trying to make him feel better.

"Ok, I'll cut the chit chat." I said stubbing my cigarette on the concrete floor. "I know that you know that I know what you know." I said.

"Huh?"

I slap myself. I only made him confused. Darn it.

"What I mean to say was, I know your little secret Kenken." I give him a wink.

He suddenly withdraw himself from my grip and stands up. His eyes shows a huge shock and disbelief, and then… understanding…? He sits again next to me and nods.

"Yeah… I kinda figured that out since you keep getting me into trouble and dropping me hints… So? What are you gonna make of it?" he said with bitterness.

"I'm not going to make anything out of it Kenken." I said with a smirk. "I think its really cute that you have a little crush on our fearless leader."

"I don't have a crush on him!" He shouted taken aback. He's in denial. I knew from the blush that's spread across his face.

"Oh wake up and smell the coffee Ken!"

"I already did. Thanks to you." He says sarcastically. I guess he was referring to the coffee in the shirt accident from this morning.

"Just admit it." I grin. "You like him don't you?"

"I-it was just a stupid dream! Nothing more!"

"I know you like him… you moan his name every night!" I tease.

"Shut up you bastard!" He stands up. I stand up too. He looks heated and mad and it looks like he's ready to punch me right then and there. Really, Ken could be a spontaneous person and he's also a person who gets mad easily. I try not to get on his bad side.

"-sigh- Ok look," I raise my hands in surrender. "I'm not here to pick a fight with you Ken. I'm here to help you."

"Ha! What kind of help are you talking about?" He shouted bitterly. "Giving me a headache so early in the morning? Making me spill my coffee off my nose?"

"Listen," I said. "first of all, you have to be true to yourself. You have to admit that you do like Aya."

"I don't!" He shouts. "What makes you think that I like the guy? I'm only having wet dreams about him. That doesn't mean that I like him! I mean… I do like him as a friend, and he is quite attractive but-"

Aha! I caught him off guard. Ken would never admit in a zillion years that he was having wet dreams. Let alone admit that Aya was attractive. I laughed and chuckled. Only then did he realize his big mistake, then started to blush furiously.

"Oh so you did have those kind of dreams!" I laughed. "You naughty boy you!"

"Shut up." he spat and turns away.

"Oh Ken…" I chuckled. "Ken Ken Ken Ken…" I pat him on the shoulder. "Sometimes you make me laugh so hard."

"Oh yeah?" he threatens. "Well… screw you!" he punches me lightly and then walks towards the door.

"Hey Ken! Wait!" I grab him by the wrist to stop him from going. Thankfully he stops and turns around. "I said that I was going to help you and I will."

"No you're not." He eyes me.

"Man, it's true! I really do wanna help you!" I say in my most sincerest tone. "Please?"

"Help me with what then?" he folds his arms.

"Help you and Aya be together. Isn't that what you want?" I said.

"I'll ask you again. What makes you so sure that I do like the guy!"

"Well…" I pondered for a moment. "Uh… Speaking of dreams. We sometimes dream of our inner anxieties and that reflects our inner most desires. Aya is one of your anxieties that's why you dream about him. You unconsciously didn't know it, but you do have a hidden desire on what we know as our fearless leader. That's what your anxiety tell you. As so, your cerebral cortex responds to it by making you dream about him."

Ken's mouth was gaping when I finished. Well hey, I didn't mean to sound so philosophical all of a sudden but he made me do it. And besides, I've read that somewhere in the internet thanks to Omi. I stood there. Pride suddenly coursing through me as Ken stared in wide eyes.

"Uh… Ken?" I waved a hand in front of his face. He was staring too much that his drool was already dripping. "Snap out of it man!" Shake him vigorously. He blinks and comes back down to earth.

"Ok." I grin. "Now can I help you?"

he nods.

"Great!" I grab him by the shoulder with one arm, making him jerk. "Operation 'Love Mode' has commenced! Oh! This is gonna be great I could tell!"

"Ken," I say. "This is the beginning of a beautiful relationship." I say at length, having to bask in my glory. "Ok… here's what we're gonna do…"

There. I'll leave it at that.XD heehee. I'll make you guys suffer for a little while longer. This is one of the shortest chapters I've ever made.XP Basically this chapter only tells about 'impending plots'. That's why their still impending. But watch out for the other chapters! Things are going to be a little more interesting from now on. And they'll get a whole lot funnier that you'll laugh yourselves off your seats. –gulps- I hope…

Oh yeah! By the way. Please support my up coming fic, Area 88. I'm about to put it up.XD I know that some of you guys have already watched the anime, Area 88. It's a war romance story about a young Japanese ace induced into listing in a rebel air force as a mercenary fighter pilot. But, I made it into Weiβ Kreuz. Wahoo! It's an angst fic. Very angsty. Ooh…Aah… Kaiplue-sama's going to make an angst fic! That'll be the day! I don't do angst. I do comedies. But it's good to write in different mediums once in a while.

Next time on Dekiru… Watch out for Aya's POV! Yay! Look out for more nose bleeds, sweet sticky popsicles, Youji stupid plots on food and deranged teddy bares from hell!