Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ A Midsummer Nightmare ❯ Chances Thwarted ( Chapter 3 )

Chapter 3 - Chances Thwarted

Omi couldn't help himself. He leaned his head against Ken's back and tightened his hold around Ken's waist. He sighed happily.

Ken looked back at him, mistaking the sigh for that of concern, "Don't worry, Omi! We'll find them."

Omi had to be honest. He didn't care if they found the other two or not.

He was riding on the back of Ken's motorcycle, since they decided that Aya wouldn't like it if they 'borrowed' his Porsche, and that it would be weird to bring both their bikes. Ken was driving, and Omi was seated behind him, his arms around Ken's waist so that he wouldn't fall off.

It was almost perfect. Omi knew that he would probably never get this close to Ken again, so he wanted to enjoy it as long as it lasted.

Unfortunately, good things come to an end. Omi jerked out of his daze when Ken announced that they had arrived.

Ken removed his helmet, glaring at the familiar Super Sevens parked outside the restaurant. Omi nodded, smiling weakly, "At least Yohji-kun didn't lie about the location."

"Like he'd lie to you," Ken said with a grin.

Omi's smile became a little more sincere. As he removed his own helmet, he looked up at the name of the restaurant.

The Imperial Garden.

He blinked. Even though it was a Chinese/Japanese restaurant, he couldn't help thinking of ancient civilizations when he saw the name. Suddenly the situation was all too familiar again.

Lysander escaped with Hermia from Athens and Demetrius, with plans of eloping. Yohji brought Aya with him to get away from Ken, probably planning a date, and other activities.

Helena and Demetrius followed the couple into the Athenian wood since Demetrius planned to stop their elopement. Right now, Omi and Ken had just gone after their two teammates, and Ken was hell-bent on ruining Yohji's schemes.

Helena was with Demetrius trying to prevent him from doing so … No that wasn't right …

Well … That's where this is different, Omi thought bitterly. I'm letting Ken stop them.

Ken practically barged into the restaurant, which to Omi's relief, was near empty.

They spotted Yohji and Aya in one corner and Ken spent no delay as he stomped over to them. Omi yelped, trying to hide his face as the waiters stopped to stare at him.

I don't know him … he hoped the waiters would hear his thoughts as he followed. Really! I don't know him.

It appeared that Yohji and Aya had just ordered when Ken finally reached their table.

Yohji looked up, an absolute look of loathing and disbelief on his face when he saw who was intruding on his 'special night' with Aya.

"Err … Ken!" he tried to smile. "How'd you find us?"

Ken slammed both his hands on the table, making everyone around them jump. "Cut the crap, Kudou. I know your schemes and I know you brought Aya away so that you could get yourself laid and I wouldn't be there to stop you!"

All three of his companions were shocked, especially since he had just revealed the information of their loves for Aya to Aya himself. Not that he already knew.

Yohji stared with his jaw dropped. He composed himself and stood, dropping his façade. "Heh … So what, Hidaka? Pissed that you didn't think of it yourself?"

"Hah! I couldn't even imagine myself doing something as low as this!"

"Oh?" Yohji sneered. "Then, how'd you realize that we were here?"

Ken only grinned. "You made a mistake to tell Omi. If it wasn't for him finding your note, I might not have made it."

Yohji blinked, "Omi?" He looked behind Ken and his eyes narrowed when he saw Omi a slight distance away. Omi gulped. He shrank back, feeling as if Yohji's eyes were boring right through him.

"I'll deal with you later …" Yohji said, sinisterly.

Ken held out his arms as if protecting Omi from Yohji's presence. "Heyyy … Leave him out of this. This is between you and me, Kudou."

Aya was just watching calmly throughout the ado, though when he heard that Omi was the one who had brought Ken here, he was genuinely shocked. Did Omi really love Ken that much, to let him go?

He looked at Omi, and sure enough, the boy's eyes were filled with hurt, but at the same time, a sort of satisfaction as he watched Ken and Yohji argue. In fact, he lit up every time Ken succeeded in his defense.

Shit… Ken, you imbecile. He's right there… Do you have anyidea how much this boy is giving up for you?

But Ken was still facing Yohji, causing Aya to glare at him more. Aya groaned. He wondered why he cared so much. Maybe he did hold some sort of affinity for his teammates.

Omi finally spoke up, his voice a little squeak. "U-um … Since we're all here, maybe we should just … all have dinner? We do have to get back to the Koneko…"

"Fat chance," Yohji grumbled.

"What?"

Ken sighed. "We're too far out. By the time we get back, it'll be really late. Our best bet is to find a crash for the night and wake up early tomorrow."

Omi's face fell.

Yohji sat back down, "Looks like we're all sticking around." He shook a finger at them, "But I'm not paying for all your food, you hear?!"

Ken and Omi nodded, and both took seats at the booth.

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"How much for four rooms?" Yohji asked.

"I'm sorry, sir," said the male receptionist. "But we only have two rooms left available. They're adjacent if that helps."

Yohji sighed, returning to his companions.

"Well?" Omi questioned.

"Only two rooms left, next to each other. We've got to double up."

"Double up?" Ken asked. "Who's staying with who then?"

Yohji responded almost instantly, "I'm staying with Aya …"

"Whatttt??" Ken cried. "No way!! I'm staying with Aya!!"

Aya only put his hand to his forehead, wondering why the hell they were arguing right in front of him where he could see and hear.

Omi spoke up, "Why don't I stay with Aya-kun, and you two stay together?"

No. They'll kill each other. Aya shot Omi a wary glance. He didn't need to.

Ken had yelled first, "WHAAAAATT!! NO! I'm not staying with HIM!!" He pointed an angry, accusing finger at Yohji.

"Hey …" Yohji narrowed his eyes. "I'm not too hot on the idea either."

Omi finally sighed, "Fine! We'll draw lots!!"

He took a piece of paper from the counter, ripping it into four strips. Then he ripped off the ends of two so that they would be shorter. He put all of them in his hand, making sure they all looked the same length. He then held them out for his teammates. "The ones who get the same length paper sleep together."

Everyone stared blankly at him. He stared back, "What?" He blushed when he quickly realized what he said, "I didn't mean it that way!!!!" He muttered, "Hentai-tachi …"

He looked up, "So?" he held out his hand. "Aren't you going to take one?"

Ken moved closer first, then took a piece. Yohji followed and Aya was last.

Omi opened his hand. "I got short."

"Long," Yohji said.

"Short …" was Ken.

They all turned to their last teammate, who just held up his piece. It was long. Yohji grinned.

Ken, of course, protested, "Whaaa!! NO WAY!! It was fixed! It HAD to be!!"

Omi sighed, "Ken-kun … Why would I fix it?"

At that Ken closed his mouth. He only sent an angry glare at Yohji.

Yohji rolled his eyes, "Ken … I know what you're thinking, and I would love to prove you right. But there's no way I'm going to do something like that when our Omittchi is staying in the room next to us, right where the little bishounen is gonna hear us."

Aya growled. Once again, they were speaking as if he wasn't there.

Omi knew how he felt, wrinkling his nose, "Yoojiii-kuuuunnn ……"

He didn't say aloud that he was thankful that Yohji was thinking for him. He doubted he'd be able to sleep right if there were noises like that coming from the next room. Not to mention if there were going to be such noises, Omi would also have to deal with Ken bitching about it.

Omi blinked at himself for even thinking such a word.

He shrugged it off and told everyone, "It's settled then. Ken-kun and I will take one room. And Yohji-kun and Aya-kun will take the other." He gave Yohji a wary glance just in case. "Nothing funny, Yohji-kun!"

Yohji rolled his eyes. "Fine. Come on, Aya."

Aya made no move to leave at first, until he finally decided that there would be no harm in going. Ken was still shuddering with anger, perhaps also jealousy, as the two left.

Omi smiled sadly for Ken. "Ah well! At least you were able to stop him, right?"

Ken snorted.

He tried again, "Really, Ken-kun! I don't think he'll try anything when I'm in the next room, right?"

Ken flinched, then finally smiled. "Yeah, he'd better not, especially when you're there. Or I'll break off that huge head of his and use it for soccer practice …" He grinned, cracking his knuckles. "And if he even tries to hurt you or something like that tomorrow … I'll do worse than that."

Omi rolled his eyes, but he was smiling anyway. "Come on. Let's go to sleep." He blushed when he remembered he was sharing a room with Ken … Ken!! And it was the truth! He didn't fix it!

Ken cocked his head to his side a little, "Omi? Something wrong?"

"N-no!" Omi tried to widen his smile. "Come on! Let's go up…"

He followed Ken up the stairs, hoping to find Yohji with their key. His thought was simply that everything would be all right again in the morning.

Little did he know how wrong he would be.

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