Disclaimer: I don't own Weiss Kreuz...if I did it would be A LOT different...
This is my first fanfiction, brought on by thunderstorms and my fear of clowns. Thank you to Bisexual Pygmy and Ribs-Reborn for reviewing, you are very encouraging!! And many thanks to Emarold Heart, who got me writing this in the first place!!!
Pairings: KenxOmi, maybe others, not sure yet.....
Shadows in the Moonlight By Mon without a Sun
The next morning in the Koneko was just any other. It was Saturday, so Ken had the morning shift with Omi, who refused to look at him, embarrassed that he had fallen asleep in Ken's arms the previous night. No sooner had the door opened than a rush of fangirls plowed into the shop, eager to get a good view for the day. Not five minutes later Omi was sweeping up a broken pot, one of the more aggressive girls had knocked it over while trying to jump over it to get closer to Ken. The genki boy smiled and quietly cleaned up the mess, but Ken could see that he was slightly annoyed. Just as Ken was about to comment, the bell over the door rang, and in stepped a tall man, most of his body covered despite the heat. His black trenchcoat reached the floor, and the collar was turned up to hide his neck. He was sporting black sunglasses and a brimmed hat that reminded Ken of the type men wore in the forties. "Uh, can I help you, sir?" Ken stepped up to help the gentlemen, clearing his throat to break the eerie silence that had fallen about the shop. The man ignored him, brushing past him carelessly and headed straight for Omi. "You there," the man said in a loud, commanding voice," I'm looking for some flowers. Well? Are you going to help me or not?!" Omi looked up, a defiant look on his boyish face. "I'm sorry, sir, but I'm rather busy at the moment. Perhaps Ken-kun could help you?" Omi offered a polite smile, but Ken noticed that it was strained, as if Omi were nervous. The man sneered, but nevertheless turned to face Ken. The usual chatter of the Koneko started up again, louder than usual, if that was possible. Ken smiled and started towards the man, who had yet to move from his spot next to Omi. He, however, seemed to be nervously sweeping the floor. Ken cleared his throat, trying to get the man to fix on him rather than on Omi, who pretended not to notice the other man's stare. However, when a fangirl decided to stick her hand into Omi's back pocket, Ken had had enough. "If you're not buying anything, get out!!!!!!!!!!!" Ken shouted in a very un-Ken like manner. Everyone in the shop froze, Omi looked scared and shocked. The fangirls, after hearing such an outburst from Ken, quickly scampered away, leaving only the two assassins and the strange man in the shop. Ken turned his attention to the man and said very briskly, "I'm sorry, sir, but the shop will be closing early today. Please come back another day." With that said, Ken practically shoved the man out the door, pulling down the covering before anyone could protest. Ken quickly turned back to Omi, who was staring at him with a look of concern and mingled fear. "Omi, are you ok?" Omi said he was fine, but Ken quickly added, "I'm not just talking about the fangirls, but also about that guy, he seemed to make you nervous." "Um...Ken-kun?" Omi seemed to be fidgeting, and was finding the floor increasingly interesting. Ken, worried, took a step closer to the boy, so that they were only about a foot apart. "Did-did you happen to notice that guy's face?" Ken shook his head, he had been too distracted with the clothing the man had been wearing. "Well, he-he had clown makeup on..." Omi's voice diminished as tears filled his eyes. Ken wrapped his arms around Omi, comforting the boy and whispering reassurances in his ear. Omi wrapped his arms tightly around the soccer player's neck, leaning into the embrace. Unable to stop himself, Ken lifted Omi's head with a gentle finger. Before Ken could prevent himself, he kissed him.
And thus ends chapter two everybody!!!! If you want me to keep writing, please review!!!!!
This is my first fanfiction, brought on by thunderstorms and my fear of clowns. Thank you to Bisexual Pygmy and Ribs-Reborn for reviewing, you are very encouraging!! And many thanks to Emarold Heart, who got me writing this in the first place!!!
Pairings: KenxOmi, maybe others, not sure yet.....
Shadows in the Moonlight By Mon without a Sun
The next morning in the Koneko was just any other. It was Saturday, so Ken had the morning shift with Omi, who refused to look at him, embarrassed that he had fallen asleep in Ken's arms the previous night. No sooner had the door opened than a rush of fangirls plowed into the shop, eager to get a good view for the day. Not five minutes later Omi was sweeping up a broken pot, one of the more aggressive girls had knocked it over while trying to jump over it to get closer to Ken. The genki boy smiled and quietly cleaned up the mess, but Ken could see that he was slightly annoyed. Just as Ken was about to comment, the bell over the door rang, and in stepped a tall man, most of his body covered despite the heat. His black trenchcoat reached the floor, and the collar was turned up to hide his neck. He was sporting black sunglasses and a brimmed hat that reminded Ken of the type men wore in the forties. "Uh, can I help you, sir?" Ken stepped up to help the gentlemen, clearing his throat to break the eerie silence that had fallen about the shop. The man ignored him, brushing past him carelessly and headed straight for Omi. "You there," the man said in a loud, commanding voice," I'm looking for some flowers. Well? Are you going to help me or not?!" Omi looked up, a defiant look on his boyish face. "I'm sorry, sir, but I'm rather busy at the moment. Perhaps Ken-kun could help you?" Omi offered a polite smile, but Ken noticed that it was strained, as if Omi were nervous. The man sneered, but nevertheless turned to face Ken. The usual chatter of the Koneko started up again, louder than usual, if that was possible. Ken smiled and started towards the man, who had yet to move from his spot next to Omi. He, however, seemed to be nervously sweeping the floor. Ken cleared his throat, trying to get the man to fix on him rather than on Omi, who pretended not to notice the other man's stare. However, when a fangirl decided to stick her hand into Omi's back pocket, Ken had had enough. "If you're not buying anything, get out!!!!!!!!!!!" Ken shouted in a very un-Ken like manner. Everyone in the shop froze, Omi looked scared and shocked. The fangirls, after hearing such an outburst from Ken, quickly scampered away, leaving only the two assassins and the strange man in the shop. Ken turned his attention to the man and said very briskly, "I'm sorry, sir, but the shop will be closing early today. Please come back another day." With that said, Ken practically shoved the man out the door, pulling down the covering before anyone could protest. Ken quickly turned back to Omi, who was staring at him with a look of concern and mingled fear. "Omi, are you ok?" Omi said he was fine, but Ken quickly added, "I'm not just talking about the fangirls, but also about that guy, he seemed to make you nervous." "Um...Ken-kun?" Omi seemed to be fidgeting, and was finding the floor increasingly interesting. Ken, worried, took a step closer to the boy, so that they were only about a foot apart. "Did-did you happen to notice that guy's face?" Ken shook his head, he had been too distracted with the clothing the man had been wearing. "Well, he-he had clown makeup on..." Omi's voice diminished as tears filled his eyes. Ken wrapped his arms around Omi, comforting the boy and whispering reassurances in his ear. Omi wrapped his arms tightly around the soccer player's neck, leaning into the embrace. Unable to stop himself, Ken lifted Omi's head with a gentle finger. Before Ken could prevent himself, he kissed him.
And thus ends chapter two everybody!!!! If you want me to keep writing, please review!!!!!