Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ a few drinks in Aya ❯ Chapter 6

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

6


Yohji’s heart sank when he saw Manx prowling around the flower shop. Damn, that meant no drinking tonight. No alone time with Aya tonight. Hell, it might even mean that Aya had time to back out on his promise to drink with him again.

“Yohji,” Aya interrupted his thoughts. Yohji looked over to see Aya fighting his way through a crowd of relentless girls with an absurd amount of flowers in his arms.

“Can you grab some of these?” Aya asked, doing his best not to crush the flowers

“Where are we taking them?” Yohji hadn’t heard the phone ring, and none of the girls visiting the shop right now could possibly pay for this much flowers, so it had to be an older order.

“Its Ken’s turn to deliver, so we should fill up the car for him.” Aya looked relieved when Yohji grabbed an armful of flowers from him, evening out his load a bit.

“You shouldn’t have grabbed so many at once, you could’ve crushed them all,” Yohji teased. Aya had been tense all morning, Yohji was trying to tease him to lighten the mood, but it wasn’t working very much.

“How many orders is this?” Yohji wondered. This was a hell of a lot of callalillies.

“Its one order,” Aya said. Yohji nearly dropped them. What the hell? Was this for a freaking parade float or something? He could see behind Aya that there was another pile of them. What the hell!

“What’s it for?” Yohji asked, following Aya outside to the scary little flower car. He hated that ugly thing. He was just glad that it was usually Ken or Omi doing deliveries. Both he and Aya didn’t look even remotely believable in that thing, so it was always left to the boys to use.

“A banquet, apparently,” Aya looked bored with the idea. Yohji could understand why, though. Setting up at a banquet was so tedious. Of course they couldn’t just send in the boys, they had to send in one of the older men, too. So it was either Yohji or Aya sent in to help out. People responded better to them than they did Ken and Omi. Probably because, while the boys were cute, Yohji and Aya completely surpassed the beauty of the flowers, so the women liked to watch them arrange things. Really the older customers were way worse than the younger ones. At least the younger ones never actually asked them out, the older ones always stood there and leered at them, and usually propositioned them as well.

Yohji could deal with the propositions, Aya had a hard time with it. It was funny, really. Aya could run in and kill someone without a thought or hesitation, but if someone asked him out on a date he was like a fish out of water when he tried to tell them no. It was part of why Aya resorted to just being rude a lot of the time. Yohji had noticed that a long time ago.

Right now, though, Aya looked desperate to leave the shop. Yohji was going to have to let Aya go this time. He had to admit that it pissed him off when Aya had to go, because he didn’t like anyone looking at his redhead!

“I’ll go with Ken,” Aya said before Yohji could suggest it himself. He nodded. Anything to get Aya away from these girls. They were making the man fidgety, and fidgety usually turned into rage pretty damned fast. He didn’t want to have to try to cover for Aya if the man went homicidal on one of the girls with a pair of clippers or something.

“Okay. Just call if you need any back up,” Yohji put his load of flowers in the car as gently as possible. Aya wasn’t gentle at all as he shoved his in alongside Yohji’s.

“If we wreck them they won’t come back,” Yohji reminded. Aya just snorted at that and went to grab more. As Yohji grabbed more flowers the girls in the shop suddenly decided they wanted to help. It was a blessing and a curse sometimes. Right now it was a blessing, as the girls grabbed flowers and helped them get them into the car.

“Thank you, Ladies! You can each grab a rose, on the house,” Yohji said, grinning at them as they suddenly went into an excited frenzy.

“The roses are coming out of your pocket,” Aya said. Yohji rolled his eyes. He wasn’t stupid, he obviously knew they would be on his dime.

Yohji wanted to wrap his arms around Aya and kiss him, make him forget about whomever it was that had him so uptight. If only Aya were as pliant as he was the past few nights. He wanted to hold Aya and let him know that he was there for him no matter what happened.. Hell, he wanted to track this woman down and kill her just because she’d betrayed Aya after he’d given her what Yohji could only dream of having. It was obvious, Aya had been in love. And it wasn’t like with him and Asuka, where she’d only left him because she’d died. This bitch had done something that had damaged Aya.

“Girls, we’ve got to close early today, I’m sorry. With all these deliveries we have to be all over the place,” Yohji said, smiling at them as them made sad noises and headed for the door.

Yohji waited for Manx to slip in before he closed and locked the door. And on cue, Yohji heard the sound of Ken’s motorcycle. He’d gone to pick up Omi from school.

“Good, you’re all here,” Manx smiled as Ken and Omi slid in through the back entrance.

“Finally another mission. Anything to keep that lush from leaving bottles all over the damned place,” Ken snorted in Yohji’s direction.

“Oh please, Ken. I have to drink to get the image of you and Omi out of my head,” Yohji snickered. Manx looked like she’d clearly missed something.

They all followed her down the stairs and took their positions around the room while she put on the video.