Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ A Fine Line -WK ❯ Here There be Gays ( Chapter 2 )

Author's notes and warnings:

This chapter contains bad language, mention of drugs use, sex between two men, bishounen tortures, mass insanity, silliness, er…you name it, I probably have it somewhere…*sigh*

Thank you Xellas M. for the beta work in this chapter. Poor Hitari-chan was sick and I wanted her to rest, no da!

A Fine Line - Chapter Two: Here There Be Gays

By Moonraven

"Ow, ow, get away! Get away!" Ken pushed at the hand that continued to press something cold and stinging on his aching forehead. "Shit!" He grumbled and gingerly opened his eyes. Concerned blue eyes stared back at him fuzzily and Ken blinked a few times to clear his vision. They were back at the Koneko and Ken was on the sofa with Omi hovering worriedly above. "What happened?" Ken asked and pushed himself into a sitting position. OW, damn it!

"You passed out, Ken-kun, and you also have lacerations on your forehead. It's a little after midnight. You were out for more than 2 hours." Omi's calm but concerned voice informed him. Ah, that would explain the pain and disorientation. Ken slowly put a hand to his head but Omi quickly held it back.

"I just cleaned it, Ken-kun, you'll get it all dirty again. Let me bandage it, okay."

Ken nodded numbly and tucked his bloody hands away while trying to recall what happened. He remembered the first explosion and eyed Omi in confusion. "Why did you guys set off the explosion before Aya signaled you?"

Omi shook his head and shrugged. "We didn't. Youji-kun and I only did the sidewall to get you out. We have no idea who set the first one off."

Ken tried harder to remember the details but all he could come up with was Ran throwing himself at Tryffin to save the man while Ken was left to deal with the target. The target!

"He's alive." Omi read his expression and informed him grimly. "Aya-kun's beating himself up pretty badly for that, I'm afraid. You know how he is about not completing an assignment. We tried to tell him that he did the right thing by getting you out of there but he's still pretty pissed. He's up there quarreling with Youji-kun again." Omi sighed and shook his head in resignation. "They fight so much these days."

Ken only gave Omi half his attention; his mind was still on the events leading to his current condition. He remembered getting behind the target and wrapping the wire around Shitahara's neck but after several shots rang out, he must have blacked out because he couldn't remember a thing. Had Ran come back for him or for the target? Or…?

"What happened to the redhead and the bodyguards?" He asked Omi.

"Ah…um…well Aya-kun took the redhead away and took care of the bodyguards." Omi said carefully as he applied the last tape to the bandage. "There, all better."

"Thanks." Ken mumbled absently before turning terrified eyes on Omi. "Aya…eliminated the boy?"

Omi shook his head. "You better ask him THAT yourself. Manx's going to have his head for leaving a witness, but I know he must have a good reason, right? Aya-kun is not the impulsive type." Even as he said those words, Omi didn't look like he was totally convinced.

Ken narrowed his eyes as he remembered what had transpired between Ran and Tryffin. Oh, Ran had a good reason alright.

"Where is he?" Ken asked as he slowly pushed himself off the sofa. He stood up gingerly and when he didn't fall flat on his face, Ken turned to the smaller boy.

"Aya-kun? He's in Youji's room, I think." Omi said while putting bandages and tapes back in the first-aid kit. "When he came back about half an hour ago, he just stood there staring at you and then he mumbled something I couldn't really hear and went to beat up on poor Youji-kun." Omi turned back to Ken, his expression still concerned. "You sure you're okay? Maybe you should wait until tomorrow to talk to him. I wouldn't want to go anywhere near them when they fight."

"Believe me, neither do I but someone's gotta save Yotan, ne? Not that he deserves it sometimes… Besides, I'm fine." Ken smiled warmly at his young teammate. Omi could be such a mother hen. "It's the damn drug they used, since I'm not breathing it in anymore, I'll be alright."

"Aya-kun must be immune or something." He looked sheepishly at Ken. "But then again…I'm pretty sure mere recreational drugs couldn't even come close to affecting our Aya-kun, huh, Ken-kun." Omi nearly giggled at the thought of a horny Aya but stopped himself in time. He certainly didn't want to go there.

To his surprise, Ken snorted and muttered under his breath. Omi couldn't be sure but he thought it was, "You'd be surprised."

"Nani?" Omi leaned closer but Ken shook his head and turned towards the stairs.

"Nothin' Omi."

Omi nodded, picked up the kit and headed towards the kitchen. "I'm going to get a sandwich before going to bed, want one?"

"No, thanks, Omi. I really have to talk to Aya. After that, I'll just crash."

"Okay, Ken-kun. Goodnight!"

"Night, Omi." Ken called after the teen before carefully walking up to the second floor where Omi and Youji's apartments were. His and Ran's were on the third floor and Ken groaned at the thought of walking up the additional flight of stairs. Maybe he should just sleep on the couch…or the stairs. Stairs are nice… What the hell was he thinking? Ken shook his head again to clear the fog as he mounted the steps. If he didn't get this squared away, he doubted he could really sleep anyway.

He stopped in front of Youji's apartment and listened at the door. Nothing. Maybe Omi was wrong and Ran went back to his room. He listened for sounds of violence but found none. Silence. Ken frowned. They couldn't have gone to sleep already. After missions, most of them were too wired to sleep right away not to mention the time they spent cleaning up their gear. He raised his hand to knock on the door but before his knuckles could connect with it, he heard Youji's indignant squawk followed by, "God Aya! Not again!"

Ken frowned. What did Youji do to get Ran so pissed? He sighed and shook his head as he heard more scuffles from behind the door. He leaned his forehead gently on the door in resignation and wondered for the hundredth time what he ever did to deserve such immature teammates.

To Ken surprise, the door noiselessly opened when his head made contact. He shrugged and pushed the door opened wide, half wondering if Youji had purposely left it open so someone could come rescue him. It was SO like the blond playboy to do some…thing…like…

All thoughts stopped as Ken froze and blinked repeatedly at the scene in front of him. He stuck his head forward and stared with wide eyes before blinking rapidly again to clear the strange vision. Nope, that didn't work because Ran still had his hand down the front of Youji's pants and was trying in earnest to suck out the taller man's tonsils. Ken brought his hands up and rubbed his eyes. The damn cut on his head must have been really bad, or maybe he was still under the influence of Xeno, because this just COULDN'T be happening.

It was happening.

Youji moaned and began pulling off Ran's shirt. The blond froze in his tracks when he saw Ken staring at them from the doorway with his mouth wide open. Youji yelped and pushed Ran away. Confused, Ran grabbed for him but Youji scrambled away, batting wildly at Ran's hand. Ran frowned at Youji but the tall blond only gulped audibly and tilted his head towards Ken. Ran's eyes followed the man's gesture and cool violet eyes fell on stunned brown ones.

Ken stared at both men in shock. What the heck was going on here? Both his teammates was bare-chested (Youji didn't even have a shirt on) and their pants looked liked they were hurriedly thrown on…they were kissing…and Ran had his hand down… OH MY GOD!

Ken clapped a hand to his mouth to muffle his cry of surprise. He pointed to Ran, then to Youji, then to Ran again. OH MY GOD!

"Kenken!" Youji cleared his throat and gave the brunette a sick little smile as he straightened his pants. "You're up."

Apparently HE wasn't the only thing that was up. Ken swallowed and found enough control to put down his hand. He mainly kept his eyes on Youji; Ran's icy cool stares were just too much for him to face.

"I…I…" Ken tried to say something even HE didn't have any clear idea what. Maybe tomorrow would be a better time to talk to Ran after all. Ken shook his head and pointed out the doorway. "I…was just…leaving." Yeah, that was good. A complete sentence. He nodded to them though he had no idea why and bolted out the door, closing it behind him with a resounding thud.

Headaches forgotten, Ken marched up the stairs to his own apartment numbly as the images of Ran and Youji replayed themselves in his mind.

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Youji stared at the closed door and then back to Ran. The redhead was also staring after the brunette with a small frown.

"What do we do now?" He asked know that privacy was on the top of Ran's list. Youji walked up to stand next to the redhead who was still trying to see through the door.

Ran turned his violet eyes towards the tall blond and Youji gulped again. "I meant about Ken!" When the violet in Ran's eyes darkened with desire, Youji frantically shook his head. "No, no, no, Aya, we can't do THAT!" He backed up a few paces and found himself against the couch. "Not after THAT!" He pointed to the door. "I could never get it up after THAT." He said with emphasis.

Ran reached for the waistband of Youji's pants and pulled the taller man towards him, his intense eyes never leaving the nervous emerald pools of Youji's. The redhead smugly reached into Youji's pants and gripped the hardening shaft firmly.

"No?"

Youji moaned at the sensation and cursed his own rebellious body. He looked down the front of his pants and glared at his treacherous organ. "Can't you do what I want for a change?" He asked his now throbbing shaft as he instinctively thrust into Ran's hand.

"You don't want this?" Ran purred in Youji's ear.

"Fuck you." Youji growled half heartedly as he grabbed the back of Ran's neck and pulled him in for a kiss.

"Not today." Ran said softly against Youji's lips as swiftly divested Youji of his pants and turned him around to face the couch. "I'm fucking YOU." He gently pushed the taller man forward and Youji readily knelt on the cushions, spread his legs apart and leaned on the backrest. His body hummed in anticipation even though they had just finished a session not too long ago.

"Shouldn't we go after Kenken?" He asked his voice muffled by the back of the couch. Ran reached between his spread legs and pumped him a few times as his other hand toyed with Youji's responsive entrance.

"Leave him." Ran said softly as he trailed hot tongue across Youji smooth, firm ass. "He needs to sort it out himself first."

Youji moaned as Ran's tongue neared his opening and he pushed back eagerly in anticipation. "Y…You don't mind?" He said breathlessly. It was hard to concentrate on anything when Ran was so determined to drive him out of his mind, but Youji knew that Ken knowing about them was a big thing.

"Too late, now", was all Ran said before plunging his tongue into Youji's hot passage.

At that point, Youji couldn't care less what happened to Ken. The whole of Schwartz could march in there and he wouldn't spare them a glance. Ran was so damn good at everything he did and before Youji knew it, the redhead was once again driving his hard shaft into him steadily. Youji gasped when Ran hit a particularly sensitive spot and he thrust back with a groan. When Ran reached around the blond and pumped his straining cock, Youji let out a low growl as his orgasm ripped through him once again.

Ran continued in short rapid thrusts and within a few moments, grunted and collapsed on the back of the taller man. They stayed like that a short while before Ran summoned enough strength to get up and dressed. Youji rolled over and watched his partner get ready to leave. After all these months of sex, he still couldn't bring himself to call Ran his 'lover'. There just wasn't any love in it. They had sex and that was that. It was what they both needed and this was exactly how it suited them. Emotional ties got in the way of missions and they were both practical enough to know that.

No, what they had was pure stress relieving sex. Nothing more. Nothing like Asuka… Youji pulled his thoughts away before he could wallow in self-pity and looked at Ran.

"What are you going to do about Ken?" Youji asked again as he took a long drag from his cigarette. He eyed Ran from the corner of his eyes and saw the man pause while pulling on his coat. Ran remained silent as he continued to dress, his expression unreadable. When he was done, he walked towards the front door. Before walking through it, he turned toward the blond smoking on the couch. He watched Youji thoughtfully for a short moment before stepping out and closing the door behind him.

"Che!" Youji snorted and snubbed out his cigarette. "One of these days, Aya, you're gonna fall so hard, the ice around you heart won't be able to help you." He sighed and rubbed his tired eyes. He should know because his careless, playboy façade hadn't prevented him from falling for someone.

Banging on his door and Omi's urgent voice from the other side stopped him before he could pull out another cigarette and he sighed again as he got up to answer the door.

"Hold on, bishounen, you're going to break down my door." He drawled, as he looked down at the flushed face of his 18 year old teammate.

"Gomen, Youji-kun but Manx is really mad and wants us in the mission room now." He panted as he spoke and kept his eyes on Youji's shoes. Youji frowned and looked down questioningly at his shoes when he realized that he wasn't wearing a shirt and his pants were not buttoned. Good thing nothing was hanging out or he was sure Omi would have fainted dead away. He glanced up at Omi whose flushed face was still downcast and had to smile. The kid was too damn innocent for his own good.

Youji ruffled the younger blonde's hair affectionately. "Go get the others, Chibi, I'm coming." He told Omi softly.

"Hai!" Omi piped and bolted up the steps to the third floor. Youji grimaced to think that the poor kid would probably not receive any warm welcome in Ran's room.

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In the meeting room, everyone was pretty quiet. Youji glanced at Ken who was sprawled in his usual spot, the large armchair next to the sofa. The brunette frowned at the screen, which currently showed the news as it was being broadcast throughout Japan.

Youji turned his attention back to the screen and grimaced at the scene. The dark building they had been in hours ago was now a crime scene. Someone had blown out one side of the building ----gee, who could THAT have been? ---- and rubble was everywhere.

"…the devastation at the Rabid club has brought fear to every club owner's heart all over Tokyo this very night." The petite blond reporter said as she pointed to the ruined building behind her. "The triple murders were grue-----"

"What did she say?" Youji bolted from his seat and grabbed the remote. He turned up the volume and they all listened intently to the newscaster report the murders of Shitahara and his two bodyguards.

Youji turned to see Ran watching the screen unwaveringly. Nothing in his posture or expression betrayed his thoughts and Youji had to refrain from rolling his eyes at their stoical leader.

"They were alive." Ran said finally when they switched off the screen.

"Then WHO killed them?" Manx's steely voice came through the speaker as she interrogated them from her home.

Three Weiss members looked at their leader in silence. Ran was the last conscious member of the team to leave the scene. He had said that they were still alive…someone killed all three men AFTER Ran had left. The twenty million dollar question was, WHO?

"What about the redhead that was interviewed by the reporter?" Manx's tone had turned icy. "You know, the one that witnessed your attempt to off the target and is still walking around, talking to the police?" Ouch. Youji grimaced and felt decidedly sorry for Ran.

"He didn't see anything." Youji was surprised to hear Ken blurt out from his corner where he had been so quiet.

Ken glanced at Ran then blushed as he mumbled something under his breath and sank further into his seat. Youji raised his brow and snuck a look at Ran and saw the redhead watching Ken. He looked back at Ken again and a small smile lifted the corner of his lips. Ken was still flushed and was now fidgeting with the hem of his T-shirt, frowning all the while. Youji's smile got bigger.

"He didn't even mention anything about any of us." Omi said into the deafening silence. "It was as if he was trying to…protect us?" He looked from Ran to Ken with a cute puzzled expression. Omi's questioning eyes finally rested on the tall redhead leaning against the far wall. "IS he protecting us? What did you say to him when you took him back, Aya-kun?"

Ran's hard gaze fell on Omi and they stared at each other in silence. Ran clearly didn't like to be questioned and Omi was not backing down. The little Chibi'd got spunk and he was exercising his right to be a full part of the team. Youji smiled at the steel he saw in Omi's seemingly innocent baby blues and wondered why he'd ever thought of Omi as innocent.

"Nothing." Ran finally said. His quiet voice rang out in the all too quiet room. "He was still unconscious when I left him." He turned his eyes towards Ken as if daring the man to question what he said. Satisfied with what he saw, he turned back to Omi and quirked an eyebrow in a silent question.

Omi nodded his acceptance then continued, "It doesn't look like he will say anything about us, Manx-sama."

"If he changes his tune later, they will question his motives. His credibility would be shot." Youji added as he kept his gaze on Ran and was surprised to see a flicker of gratitude in the redhead's eyes.

"And if he was in on it with the people that had eliminated the target?" Manx asked.

Everyone turned to Ran but their leader was silent. Youji was surprised again by Ken who said, "I don't think he was." Ken's voice was quiet but sure. He did not look at Ran but kept his eyes on the speaker where Manx's voice was coming from. "He was really upset when Shitahara was being violent and…" Ken faltered and swallowed. "He…well, he wasn't in on it. I'm sure of it."

Youji looked at Ran whose jaw muscles were clenching and unclenching as he listened to Ken. What the hell went on in there while he and Omi waited outside? A lot from the looks of these two and Youji was willing to bet big bucks that it had nothing to do with the mission.

"That's not good enough Ken and you know it." Manx said clearly. They all saw Ken flinch and knew what the brunette was thinking; Kase. Manx was quiet for a short while then she said, "You have 48 hours to prove to me that he's innocent. If you can't or if he runs, he's gone. Is that clear?"

The boys looked at each other silently before nodding. Unenthusiastic 'Hai's' echoed around the room and Manx signed out.

Ran turned to Omi and said, "His name is Tryffin. I'm not sure of the spelling but it's not a common name. It shouldn't be hard to find. Hit the computer and see what you can dig up."

"Hai." Omi said and bounced from his seat.

"Hey, wait a minute, Aya, it's late. Let the kid sleep and we can do this tomorrow."

"I'm fine, Youji-kun." Omi turned and gave Youji a bright smile.

"He's fine, Kudoh. Stop treating him like a child." Ran said before turning on his heels and stalked up the stairs leaving the rest of the team to stare after him.

"Yeah, stop treating me like a child." Omi stuck out his tongue at Youji before running up the stairs after Ran.

"Oh, THAT's mature." Youji yelled after Omi then became acutely aware that he was the only one left with Ken. He turned and found the brunette walking toward him with his eyes staring fixedly at the stairs.

Youji cleared his throat and let out a breath he was holding. "Er…Ken…you have a minute?"

Ken froze but didn't look at him. "Well I am kind of tired and my head still hurts." The brunette said rather quickly.

"I just want to know if you're okay with…you know…what you saw." Youji winced at the way his voice nearly squeaked.

Ken thought about that for a moment then said honestly, "I don't know, Youji. It's so weird, man, to walk in on you like that." Ken shook his head. "I just don't know."

Youji nodded his understanding. "Yeah, I'm not sure if I'd be okay either if I wasn't bi."

Ken shook his head again. "It's not THAT, Youji. I'm not homophobic or anything, it's just that…that…you and…AYA? I mean…AYA?" Ken turned to face Youji and the blond could see the confusion written on his teammate's face. "How…long…?"

Youji raised his eyebrows at the question and Ken's face turned crimson. "Youji no hentai!" Ken smacked him upside the head. "I meant how long have you two…you know…" He didn't finish and Youji laughed.

"Hey, who's the hentai? I didn't say anything, it was all in your little mind, Kenken." Youji rubbed the spot where Ken had enthusiastically thumped him. "We've been, 'you know'…a couple of months now." Youji couldn't help teasing. Ken certainly wasn't a virgin, he'd been with a few women, but he sure acted like one.

"You never told us." Ken said softly.

"And we were supposed to?"

Ken blushed and looked away. "It could affect the team." Now he sounded like Ran.

"It hasn't, has it?" Youji countered. "Look, Ken. It's not too different from me having sex with my dates. It's just sex with Aya, that's all. I don't tell YOU everytime I screw my dates, do I? And I certainly can't tell Omi."

"Eeew. That's a good thing too." Ken made a face and shuddered. "Omi wouldn't be able to sleep for weeks."

"So…you're not grossed out or anything?"

"I'm not grossed out, it's just…weird…that's all." Ken looked up at the concerned green eyes. "Just give me a little time, okay?"

Youji's smile was back. "Funny, Aya said the same thing."

Ken frowned. "HE needed time? For what?"

"No!" Youji gave an exasperated sigh. "He said that YOU would need time to sort it out. He seems to know you pretty well, Kenken." Youji added and watched Ken carefully.

The brunette blushed and looked at his bare feet. "Aya knows everything about everybody. I'm sure he knows lots about YOU especially."

"Well we did discuss my preferred sexual positions in detail…"

"YOUJI!" Ken's crimson face scowled at him and Youji laughed.

"I'm sorry! I couldn't help teasing. Look, I don't know what happened between you and Aya in that place…" Youji held up his hands as Ken prepared to protest. "…but it sure looks like something did. Talk to him, okay? Don't use this against him. He'd be the first person to shoot me if I became a liability and you know it. Aya and I…we're not like that. It's not like we're in love or anything."

Ken studied Youji intently and after a long period, nodded. "I better get some rest."

"You do that, Kenken." Youji patted the shorter man companionably on the back then watched the younger man mount the stairs. Hmm… WAS there something between Ran and Ken? And what did it have to do with Tryffin…?

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Youji yawned as he drove back to the Koneko after his last delivery. He whimpered piteously as he saw that it was only three in the afternoon and that he had two more hours until quitting time. Life sucked…

As he passed a large tan building to his left, Youji almost did a double take when he recognized Omi standing against the wall with three young men surrounding him. He had no idea he was this close to Omi's school. Youji frowned and debated weather to stop and see what was up with the kid. The decision was made for him when one of the boys leaned into Omi and lifted the blonde's chin.

Youji nearly crashed into the trashcan as he hurriedly parked and cussed loudly at the mess he'd made. He could hardly be expected to watch where he was going when he was looking behind him…

With his car safety parked and his apron stowed away ---imagine the impression he'd make wearing an apron!--- Youji sprinted across the street and headed toward the four youngsters. As he neared the group, he could hear the boy who had his face in Omi's laugh.

"C'mon, Omi-chan. Dump your boyfriend and come to the party with me."

Nani?!? Boyfriend? Youji stopped short and slid behind a bush along the sidewalk. Did the kid just say Omi had a BOYFRIEND?

"I…I can't." Youji heard Omi say. Youji smacked himself on the forehead as he listened intently. Now he knew how Ken felt. OH MY GOD! Little Omittchi had a boyfriend? As in boy x boy? Holy fuck, life was just full of surprises wasn't it?

"That's because you don't have one." You're damn right he doesn't! Youji thought triumphantly. "Prove it and bring him. If you can't, you might as well come with me."

"No, that's not it, it's just that he's…he's not here …" Damn! Youji bit his lips and thought about what he should do as he continued to eavesdrop.

"Liar." One of the boys said softly and Youji could hear Omi gasp. What the hell were they doing to him? Sure they were at least a foot taller than Omi but surely Omi could kick their combined asses easily. Youji took a deep breath as he made his decision and stepped out from behind the bush.

"Hey, Omittchi! Missed me?" He asked and saw Omi's eyes shot wide opened.

"Youji-kun…"

"Yo, dude. That's the guy from that sketch, man." One of the young men said to the one that was still leaning towards Omi. The guy straightened up to his full height, which was still at least a foot shorter than Youji, and frowned.

"Fuck, you were telling the truth, weren't you?" He asked Omi. "You do have a boyfriend."

Omi's eyebrows shot towards the sky and he sputtered incoherently. Before Omi could reply, Youji sauntered between the small blond and his 'friends' and slipped his arms around Omi's shoulders.

"Ah…that he does." Youji pulled the gawking Omi against him and smiled. "Love to stay and chat, boys but we have…things to do. Ja!" He started away from the group and pulled the silent Omi after him.

"Hey, Youji-kun!" One the guys called after them, his voice mimicking Omi's. "See you later!"

"You bet!" Youji said and waved without turning to look at the boys.

When they were out of earshot, Omi glared up at him and hissed, "What are you doing, Youji-kun?"

Youji opened the passenger side door and shoved Omi in. "Helping you." He said calmly to the indignant Omi. "You know, you should show so much more gratitude towards your boyfriend than that!"

Omi's mouth hung open as he gaped at Youji. "Do you even KNOW what you just did?"

"Got you out of a jam, Omittchi, that I did." He pulled his car into the traffic and turned to smirked at Omi. "That guy was really after your ass, wasn't he?" What he really wanted to know was who the hell was Omi's boyfriend? But he couldn't bring himself to ask Omi, not yet, and he wondered at the funny feeling at the pit of his stomach. Was it from the shock of finding out that their little Omi was gay and that he had a boyfriend? Man, oh man, when it rained it poured.

Omi colored and looked away. "Gods, how am I going to get out of this one?" He muttered as he stared out the window.

"I'd already gotten you out of it, bishounen. What are you grumbling about?"

"Youji-kun." Omi turned to look at him and took a deep breath. "I've handled Kato for the past 3 weeks, I would have done just fine. There's a party tonight that I have to attend, my drawings are on exhibit, and I was going alone. My supposed boyfriend was out of town so he couldn't come and celebrate this momentous occasion with me." He looked pointedly at Youji. "But NO! My bogus boyfriend has suddenly turned real and on top of that, you just told Kato that you are coming to the party!"

"Oh." Youji managed as he slipped Omi an apologetic glance. "I thought…"

"I know, I know. You thought you were helping." Omi sighed and rubbed his forehead. "I'd just have to think of something, that's all. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to get upset at you."

"Don't apologize for me putting my nose where it doesn't belong, Chibi." Youji reached over and ruffled Omi's wind-blown hair. "Look, I've gotten you into this. I'll get you out, okay?" He smiled into confused blue eyes.

"How…?"

"We're going to the party, of course."

"N-nani?" Omi asked breathlessly.

"Don't worry, Omi, I won't embarrass you in front of your friends or anything." He winked playfully at the stunned expression on Omi's face. Then he saw that expression change as Omi blushed and look down at his hands.

"Anou…you're not…I mean…well…about the…er…boyfriend thing…" Youji listened to Omi struggle for a full minute before he took pity on the youngster.

"I'm not going to judge you, kiddo." He told Omi kindly. "I am probably the last person on the face of this earth that should judge anyone, I mean, look at my lifestyle, right?"

"Arigatou." Omi said meekly, still looking at his hands.

Youji took a deep breath and told Omi he was bi-sexual. It was no big deal for him and if it could make Omi feel less embarrassed, then he would gladly tell the world.

"Really? You're not just saying that?" Omi turned in his seat to face Youji, his blues eyes flooded with relief.

Youji laughed at the wonderfully open expressions on his teammate's face. "Really."

Omi smiled and before he could say anything else, Youji asked, "What sketch?"

"Excuse me?" Omi blinked blankly at the older blond.

"Your friend said I was the guy in the sketch. What sketch?"

Youji wasn't sure exactly which emotion flashed across the teen's face but 'Oh shit' came pretty close to describing it.

TBC…

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How did you like this chapter? Um…a bit lemony but I DID warn you…

Now I'm off again to write the FY version…see you there!

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