Haunted

Chapter 5: Costumes!

It wasn't ever the same no matter where you woke up. Aya eyes dimly focused on the white ceiling above him, now seeming so much brighter. He shifted under the covers and threw the blanket over his head as if that would prevent the sun flowing in from his window to blind him.

Aya sat up suddenly, his eyes going wide. Why was his window open? He shivered as an early morning draft swept around the room and sent a chill over him. The redhead jumped up, ignoring the protests of his body and he rushed out the door.

"Omi! Ken! Yohji!" Aya almost expected them to all answer at once and line in front of him, but only silence followed. They weren't working today since it was Halloween and the shop was closed. Aya mentally cursed himself for not looking at the clock. He ran back up the stairs and studied the digital clock on the blank dresser in his room. How had he possibly slept this late? Aya panicked, circling his room in horror for moments before he gathered himself together to look at the clock once more. Yep, it was certainly noon. He totally forgot about his open window and slipped out of his room and straight into the bathroom. First was first; a shower.

Meanwhile, the rest of Weiß had gone to a Halloween store to shop. Little did the leader of Weiß know, he was soon to be dragged along on one of the hardest missions of all time and it was just ridiculous to even picture it. Aya was in for a huge surprise. They were actually planning to obtain Halloween costumes!

"Hey Yohji how's this?" Omi grinned spinning around in a golden princess dress with white frills puffing out, batting his eyelashes. Yohji coughed, sputtering, and literally almost fell over laughing. Ken practically caught him, peeking over the blonde's shoulder.

"WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?" Ken's blue-green eyes widened in more terror than he had ever experienced in his whole life. That was it; this was the end of his life.

"It's a cross-dresser," Omi muttered angrily.

Ken toppled over, Yohji practically landing on top of the brunet. They were just laughing too hard to even stand up. If Schwarz were to catch them here, their lives would probably just end. Before the two of them both fell over, Yohji, using his amazing skills, managed to catch his balance. Then the two of them just started cracking up more.

"Who—whose idea… hahahaha…whose idea was it…to…go shopping for Halloween costumes?" Yohji spurted out in between amazing fits of laughter. Ken never knew Yohji could laugh so much, but before it occurred to him, he realized that he was laughing just as much. Priceless; Omi. In. A. Dress.

"Wh-what's so funny huh?" Omi glared at the two of them and put his hands on his hips.

"Oh—oh my…god." Yohji snickered, "He—he even acts like a girl."

"You have…to be kidding me!" Ken burst out laughing again.

"Stop it! Stop laughing at me!" Omi frowned, his eyes shaking whether in embarrassment or in anger, neither of them could tell, "It's not funny!"

"Yes—yes it is!" Yohji grinned, and pushed his sunglasses up his nose a bit to keep them from falling completely off his nose. Ken stood up with a slight smile now positioned on his lips. He walked over to Omi and placed a hand assuringly on Omi's shoulder.

"I'm sorry, Omi."

"Maybe you should go with the assassin look." Yohji winked, an all-knowing look caught in his eyes.

"How about we all justgo as assassins!" Omi's eyes sparkled.

"Then that would defeat the purpose of being someone you're not." Ken whispered quietly.

"Oh, then what about Aya. Don't you feel a little bad about leaving him behind and he is still injured," Omi just realized.

"Oh stop worrying, Omi! If we were to have woken him up he would probably kill us all or just tell us to leave him alone." Yohji answered in a lower tone of voice.

"But still! What is he going to be?" Omi whined.

"He could just go as himself and people would get scared looking at him." Ken grinned at the thought.

"Isn't that a little dangerous?" Yohji's authority kicked in and he eyed the younger two dangerously.

"Hmm… Nah!" Omi and Ken almost said at the same time.

"Whatever. Good luck getting him to even go. It was hard enough convincing me… if there wasn't any candy involved then maybe…" Yohji pondered the thought.

Eventually Omi threw the dress into a huge pile of rejects and went with the idea of being a chibi mad scientist. It sort of rung a bell for him, what a coincidence; it was kind of freaky. Ken didn't even have to try on anything else other than his two choices that he was now in a heated debate with Yohji about.

"But being a motorcyclist wouldn't I need grease and dirt all over me?" Ken asked innocently.

"Well, I don't know. If you were a soccer player wouldn't you need to be covered in sweat?" Yohji countered.

"Well not necessarily…" Ken started, and Omi tuned the rest out with a heavy sigh. Ken went into specifics muttering on and on just about how and when you sweat. Ken was just too obsessed.

"Ken just be a soccer player." Omi sighed out and walked up to the cash register so he didn't have to listen to any more of the discussion.

"Wait Yohji what are you going to be?" Ken asked simply.

"You'll see…very soon." Yohji winked and slipped into the dressing room. He almost instantly came out with his hair flipped up and his sunglasses coving over his eyes. He wore a black "police" uniform, but it wasn't one of those official ones, Yohji would have to say it was probably one for an obvious under cover job, or a miss production.

"Now all I need is some red paint and a katana sticking through my neck." Yohji grinned childishly.

"That… is just hilarious." Ken laughed, "I think Aya would be a little annoyed at you for that one. Why don't you tie some wire around your body. That would be so much cooler."

"There's no way I'm going to kill myself!"

"Would you rather have Aya kill you?"

"I don't know, but wire would be easier and it would look so much cooler."

"It sounds like you guys are planning out a whole entire mission," Omi mumbled, walking up towards them, "Hey that doesn't look half-bad on you, Yohji-kun," Omi smiled brightly.

"I think I'll get it." Yohji winked and sauntered over to the register, followed by the goalie, "Hey there beautiful," Yohji smiled his Kudou-lady-killer smile and leaned over the counter. Now Ken would never get to pay. ' "Two of the fairest stars in all the heavens do entreat your eyes to sparkle so beautifully this afternoon." ' (Shakespeare III). Yohji's newly invented pick-up line, ladies dug Shakespeare especially this one who appeared to him to be a writer of some sort. She blushed instantly and gave a beautiful smile back at the playboy. Yohji took the opportunity.

"Here's my number, feel free to call me whenever you find the need." Yohji's emerald eyes glimmered intriguingly at her as he passed he a business card for the flower shop. He rung up his costume and stepped to the side, glancing at his teammates.

They gave him, what he would call the why-are-you-always-picking-up-girls look. Yohji sighed and gifted them with one of his innocent smiles that only told them how guilty he actually was.

"Aren't you a little old to be going trick-or-treating?" The cold familiar voice froze them in their tracks, even the cashier looked up. Had they really been there that long?

To be continued...

Oh I wonder who it is! Happy first day of October! This is about 30 days early! Review!