Title: Together: Weiß Kreuz
Author: bellabrochol
Rating: K
Summary: A series of stories focusing on the everyday lives of Weiβ. Friendship and family relationships ONLY. A little silly, a little fluffy, a little sad. Some long, some short. I do not own Weiβ Kreuz.
Genre: General
Bosanova, Casanova
Summary: He can be rather intimidating at times. But as Youji Kudou finds out, He is a lot more intimidating when the morning shift is missed.
One scowled, while the other watched indifferently. The first shook his head, water spraying across the room from his dripping blonde hair. The other gave one last glare, and left the room. The owner of the room flopped down onto the bed, before cursing and jumping back up, the freezing water soaking through his cover and into his very skin. He cursed loudly several times, but that did little to ease the pounding headache that he was plagued with.
It honestly wasn't his fault, he thought sullenly, that he was so popular with the ladies, that he actually had some kind of social life. It wasn't his fault that he had forgotten that he had the morning shift, and had gotten himself drunk again. It wasn't his fault that…
"You're going to be late if you don't get going," a voice interrupted. He thought it sounded mocking, but it could have been his imagination. "He's gonna kill you if you're late."
"I know that!" he snapped, brushing past the other man- the one carrying a soccer ball- and heading towards the bathroom. "But he's gonna kill me anyway, so I can take my time now, can't I?"
Stepping into the scalding spray of water, he let out a sigh. It wasn't that he was irresponsible, really! He had just…
Forgotthathehadmorningshiftandwentoutclubbingandgotdrunkandfoundawillinggirlandthensleptin.
It really wasn't his fault. Not that having morning shift would have stopped him, anyway.
How could that bastard be so heartless!? He'd have to wash his sheets again. Or at least hang them up to dry. But why a bucket of iced water? Surely there could have been a better use for it.
He scrubbed himself until he felt vaguely human again, then turned the shower off. He took his time towelling himself dry, reasoning that if these were his last moments, he would go out feeling good and looking great. No, not just great, he had to be hot. He had to be damn sexy.
He dressed himself, and slowly opened the door, glancing down the hall to see if…
A pair of amethyst eyes glared at him.
"Get down there. Now."
There was no mistaking an honest death threat in that quiet growl. And as he fled down the stairs, Yohji Kudou concluded that Aya Fujimiya was indeed the meanest, scariest being ever to walk the earth.