A/N: Mwaha. Another chapter! Sorry I took so long to update. As stated previously, Yohji will be singing in this chapter. I heard the song once, and fell completely in love with it. Some of you might recognize the band from SSX on Tour. And about the last chapter, I just realized that I made a HUGE mistake. I accidentally made Schuldig two years younger than Farfarello. I'm terribly sorry to any obsessive WK fans who read this. It's Schuldig who is older than Farfarello. Schu is twenty-two, while Farf is only twenty. He's not even legal in Japan yet (21 yrs.)! Please don't kill me…Anyways, enjoy the new chapter! This is for all my faithful reviewers! Miss Takatori gives me such kind reviews, and my Tearanany has been helpful too! Smoochies to all!
Karaoke Night- Chapter 4
Yohji suddenly stood up, just a tad drunk.
"I'm totally next!" He exclaimed.
Aya stared in complete disgust. Yohji was quite drunk, and the last thing Aya wanted was for that idiot to make a friggin' scene out of himself. He was a shame to Weiss!
"Oh Jeeezus…" Aya grumbled.
Yohji sauntered his sweet little ass up to the stage, grinning and blowing kisses at the audience. Especially Omi. Omi smiled shyly and waved at Yohji. He then mouthed something that only Yohji could make out. Schuldig had glanced over at that precise moment and understood what Omi said. The cute, shy little boy had just told Yohji, "I've got a vibrator with your name on it."
Schuldig almost choked on his beer.
'WHAAAAAAAAAAT? Oh my God!'
Farfarello patted Schuldig's back.
"You shouldn't drink so fast," He warned.
"That is definitely not why I choked…"
Schuldig leaned in towards Farfarello and told him what Omi said. Farfarello blinked…then burst into laughter.
"That's too good!"
Schuldig grinned.
"Who knew Omi could be the seme?"
Omi overheard Schuldig and Farfarello's conversation and decided to give some commentary of his own.
"Hey, I know I look young, but I'm perfectly legal (A/N: SNORT) and I'm a pretty big guy. And I'm NOT talking about my height –wink-."
Schuldig and Farfarello stared at the short boy for a few seconds, and started laughing again.
"JAILBAIT! JAILBAIT! –BWAHAHAHAHAHA-!"
Anyways, back to Yohji.
The man swayed his hips about, grinning cockily. He knew he looked good. Staring into Omi's eyes, he opened his mouth and began to sing.
"I see you work at night and are you sexually amused?
What's it like to have a room of guys encircling you?
How she moves and how she walks,
They all patiently await,
While the heat from in their pockets could burn marks into their legs.
Without your needs and your support she'd have a job the same as ours.
Nothing daring, would she miss a job that sexual?"
"In every city there are dozens of these clubs where men can go,
Some people need a little challenge to their fantasies at home.
There's a little tiny number on a fold of matches,
The ink drips from a little dancer's pen,
Everybody wants that fold of matches to re-inflate their confidence.
Hey, it's a job, it pays a lot,
Is it disservicing someone?
And is it good to get these men worked up so sexual?"
"Older dancers gag at what new talent seems to mean.
Smaller tits and younger limbs can cause a fit of rivalry.
But it is a job, it pays a lot,
Is it disservicing someone?
And is it good to get these men worked up so sexual?"
Yohji swayed his hips a bit more and then the song ended.
Omi stood up and clapped happily at his lover. Yohji had an awesome voice! Aya, however, was not so pleased. He had his face in his hands and he was grumbling.
"Leave it to Yohji to sing about prostitutes…."
Ken rubbed his back.
"Don't worry, Aya, only Schwarz heard him, they won't tell anyon- oh wait…"
Aya growled as Schuldig counted the ways he could use drunk Yohji for blackmail. He would definitely tell Schrient. Hell would laugh her crazy ass off.
Yohji plopped down in the chair next to Omi and kissed him on the cheek. Omi cupped the back of Yohji's head and deepened the kiss.
"M-mmn…" Yohji moaned a bit in his throat, creating a lovely vibration. (A/N: No! Bad horny bishies! This fic is still T!)
Omi pulled back and smiled.
"You were great."
"Thanks."
Yohji leaned forward and kissed him again. He could remember the night they admitted their love for each other. It was hardly romantic, and ultimately dangerous, but sweet nonetheless. Yohji and Omi would never forget it.
/FLASHBACK/
Yohji shivered sickly in his bed. It felt like it was about zero god damned degrees. His teeth were chattering, and he was just plain miserable. Recently, they had had an outdoor mission. It was fairly normal, except for the fact it was POURING. Yohji had never been so wet and uncomfortable in his life. Everything was done correctly, but a few days later, he came down with a terrible fever. He was currently still suffering from it.
He moaned in discomfort and shifted his body a bit. Omi popped his head in through the door.
"Yohji? Are you alright?"
Yohji just groaned.
Omi walked over and placed his tiny hand on Yohji's forehead.
"Oh my God! You're burning up!"
Omi quickly scurried out of the room and returned with a thermometer.
"Here, put this under your tongue," Omi commanded, shoving the thermometer into Yohji's mouth.
"Mmpf!"
He waited a few minutes and then finally Omi took the thing back. The boy glanced at it and his eyes widened.
"Th-this can't be right…!"
The temperature on the thermometer was all the way to the top. 106 degrees.
"I'm calling the doctor!"
Omi rushed over to the phone and quickly dialed the number for Kritiker's doctor.
"Ah, hello? Yohji's temperature is all the way up on the thermometer (A/N: I'm really getting sick of typing that word…), can that be right?"
Omi waited for a response.
"Um, it's 106 degrees….I see…okay I'll do that."
Omi ran back over to Yohji.
"You need to get up Yohji! Please!"
"B-But it's c-cold…"
"I know, I know, but you HAVE to get up for me!"
Omi bolted to the bathroom and turned on the bathwater to cold. He plugged the drain and rushed back over to his sick comrade. Yohji was standing shakily, wavering a bit. Ken peeped in through the doorway.
"Dude, is he gonna be alright?"
"Go get Aya! Hurry!"
Ken left and Omi led Yohji to the bathroom.
"Yohji, you need to get in the water, okay?"
"N-nn…"
Omi left and tore downstairs, running over to the fridge. He pulled out a tray of ice. At that moment, Aya descended the staircase.
"What are you doing…?" The redhead asked.
"Y-Yohji's really sick!"
"Just give him some Nyquil and leave him alone."
"You don't understand! He'll die if we try to take him to the hospital!"
Aya went dead serious.
"What?"
Omi ran back up the stairs, yelling back at Aya.
"Bring up all the ice you can carry and then get some from the neighbors!"
Running into the bathroom, a not so good sight greeted Omi. Yohji was collapsed on the ground, pale in the face.
"Yohji!"
Omi ran over to him and crouched down, cradling the man's head.
"Wake up, Yohji! Please wake up!"
Yohji moaned and cried out.
"I-It's s-so c-c-cold…"
Aya and Ken entered the bathroom and rushed over. They helped Yohji up onto his feet. The honey-blonde was shaking horribly. Omi quickly reached up and unbuttoned Yohji's pajama shirt and pulled it off him. He then tugged Yohji's pants and boxers down.
"W-What are you d-doing…?"
"Shh…you'll be okay…"
Omi saw Yohji's eyes glaze over and he panicked.
"Catch him!"
Yohji fainted again, but this time fell into Aya's arms. The redhead held him like an infant.
"Put him in the water," Omi commanded.
Aya hesitated a bit. He was all for torturing Yohji, but that water would be freezing!
"Now!" Omi hollered.
Aya winced, but lowered Yohji's nude form into the ice cold water. As soon as the water touched Yohji, the man arched back and screamed.
"St-stop it! It's cold!"
Omi's eyes filled with tears at the sight before him. His strongest teammate looked like a frightened child.
Yohji cried and tossed his head from side to side.
"You're hurting me! Stop! Please…!"
"Put ice in the water…"Omi told Ken.
This was hurting the boy terribly, to see his friend cry and scream. Yohji looked up at them fearfully. Why were his teammates trying to make him suffer?
"It's okay…it's okay…"Omi cooed, petting Yohji's hair.
"Please stop…" Yohji cried.
His eyes glazed over, then he blacked out, all that pain washing away.
8 Hours Later…
Yohji's eyes fluttered open, and he saw two people watching over him. It was Manx and Omi. He stared at them and grinned.
"Hey guys…"
Omi jumped, seeing that Yohji was finally awake.
"Y-Yohji!"
The blonde boy quickly attached himself to Yohji, hugging him tightly.
"I was so scared!"
Yohji chuckled and patted Omi's back.
"Well, I'm here."
"It's a friggin' miracle you didn't die. Your brain practically fried in your head," Manx commented.
A snort was heard. Aya was leaning against the doorframe.
"What brain? With the amount of alcohol he drinks, it's probably just a peanut now. Let's feed it to Ken."
Yohji laughed at Aya's sorry attempt to sound concerned. He knew the man wasn't insulting him, but rather he was glad Yohji was alive.
"I love you to Aya."
Omi tightened his hold in Yohji.
"You melted fifty pounds of ice in eight hours…"
"Heh heh, I'm just that hot, Ommitchi."
Omi sniffled a little, then burst into full out tears.
"I thought you were going to die…!"
Yohji's face softened and he wrapped his arms around the skinny boy.
"There, there…don't cry… I'm right here, Omi…"
Omi buried his face into Yohji's shoulder.
"Please don't ever leave me…"
"It's okay, I'll always be here for all of you…"
Omi lifted his head and stared into Yohji's emerald eyes, then moved up close and kissed him sweetly.
"I love you, Yohji…"
Yohji was stunned for a moment. Omi had just kissed him!
The boy blushed and looked away, fearing rejection, but Yohji held him close. He cupped the back of Omi's head with his hand and pressed his lips against Omi's.
"I love you too, Omi Tsukiyono."
Omi blushed, then hugged Yohji fiercely. He kissed him again, this time more passionately. Ken walked in at that moment.
"Did he finally wake u- oh my God!"
Yohji and Omi were kissing lustily, tongues intertwining.
Manx stepped back a bit.
"I think we should give these two some privacy," She said.
Aya grunted in confirmation. The two left, and Ken was left to dumbly follow them. Omi and Yohji looked at eachother, hearts practically shooting out of their eyes.
"I love you so much…I never thought you would feel the same…"Omi said.
Yohji chuckled.
"And why was that?
"Well, because I was pretty sure I wasn't your type. I figured you would want an older person, and a sex fiend to boot."
Yohji kissed Omi's forehead.
"You perfect, Omi. Never forget that. And you know what else?"
"What...?
"This water is really fucking cold. Can you hand me a towel?"
Omi blinked, and then burst into laughter.
/END FLASHBACK/
Omi and Yohji grinned at eachother, and Aya rolled his eyes.
He looked over when he heard the door to the bar open.
"Come on, Manx! It'll be fun!"
"I am not singing."
"Pleeeeeeeease?"
"NO."
"I'll be your best friend…!"
"Birman, you are my LOVER. I don't think we can get much closer than that."
"But I- Hey look! It's Aya!"
Manx and Birman walked over. Birman happily poked Aya.
"Are you gonna sing?"
"In your dreams."
Birman giggled. Aya and Manx were so similar! She plopped herself down in a chair nearby. Manx sat next to her.
"Well, if you're not gonna sing, Manx, I will!"
"Don't embarrass yourself…or me for that matter."
"Tee hee! I'll try!"
TBC….
A/N: Yup, Birman will be singing next. No one ever writes about Manx or Birman, and they're barely there in the series, so I kinda had to just make up personalities for them. So, who else is a fan of kinky Omi? XD I love that one. Anyways, I'm running low on ideas here, so I'm open to any suggestions you may have for flashbacks with the other people that haven't sung yet. I sort of got an idea for Birman, but I'm undecided. Please give me some suggestions! If I do use your idea, I will give you credit. Well, until next time, hearts and smoochies for you! P.S. The song Yohji sang was 'Worked Up So Sexual' by The Faint.
