Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ A Midsummer Nightmare ❯ The Tables Have Turned ( Chapter 4 )

Riisha:

For possible chaos… That's why Schu-Schu's around … XD

Hmm … he just MAY be out of character here … I dunno. I've never had to write him exclusively before, so I don't know how his mind works exactly. *shrug* Oh well …

Oh … And let me warn you … Yohji and Ken … are about to go completely OOC … *giggles deviously* Well, not completely … But you judge …

Chapter 4 - The Tables have Turned

Schuldich was bored …

He was also quite ticked …

Schwarz was NOT meant to be a group of errand runners, so why the hell were they supposed to be like such now?

But still, here he was, wandering in some cheap, obscure hotel, looking for possible victims. Crawford had told him that this particular place would be the perfect place. The man didn't tell him why.

He had been assigned to test some weird concoction. Well, actually, they… him and the rest of his team. Unfortunately, the stick up Crawford's ass was quite hammered in, and he refused to do such a trivial matter. Farfarello wouldn't be a good choice, considering his slightly psychotic state. And Nagi … Nagi … Damnit! He even forgot what Nagi's reason was!

So despite all his protests, Schu was instantly elected for the job. He didn't even know why they didn't just turn the job down completely.

He yawned again, scanning the rooms with his mind and zeroed in on a couple that seemed to be participating in nightly activities. Hmm … He began to consider sticking around.

But no. Work should come first. He laughed bitterly at himself for thinking such a thing, but he expected Crawford would be at his throat otherwise.

He continued walking down the hall, passing by another room and scanning it.

He stopped, abruptly, turning back. He was suddenly filled with shock and mild curiosity.

Well, well, well … What do we have here … Weiss kitties? Two … Then where are the other … He scanned the next room and sure enough, found the minds of their other two teammates.

Hmmm … He grinned, wickedly. Maybe this will be fun after all …

He pulled out the master key (he had been able to 'convince' the man downstairs to give it to him). He unlocked the door and stepped inside. He found Balinese and Abyssinian.

The wicked grin never left his face as he snuck up on them, taking the small container out of his pocket. Now, wouldn't it be absolutely hilarious to have Balinese …

He opened the container and leaned over the playboy to drop some of the liquid over his eyes, careful not to touch him. He didn't want to accidentally read his thoughts, and god forbid what kind of nasty thoughts he might be having. Not that Schuldich wouldn't mind seeing them, but alas … Duty calls.

After putting a drop each into the man's eyes, he straightened and left. After he was sure he had relocked the door, he headed into the next room.

Just as he expected, the ones he found there were Siberian and Bombay. He thought over the matter, wondering whether which would be more amusing. His eyes wandered to the younger, more innocent Bombay. It quickly made up his mind.

He leaned over Siberian and did the same as he did with Balinese.

He exited the room gleefully, deciding to check on them in a few days.

Oh this was going to be so much fun …

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There was loud pounding at the door. Yohji groaned. His eyes felt sticky and it was too damned early for him to get up.

"Yohji-kuunn!! Aya-kuunn!!" Omi's voice called out from the door. "Get up! We have to get back to the shop!"

The shop? It took a while for Yohji to remember. Oh yeah, the damned shop. Ken … the prick … interrupted him and Aya while they were having some quality time out. And even though he and Aya had been able to share a room that night, he had been forced to promise he wouldn't try anything, since Ken had brought Omi with him.

Well then … he'll show that asshole.

"YOHJI-KUN!! AYA-KUN!!" the pounding became louder. It was a miracle that no one else had gotten out of their rooms to throw the boy out.

Yohji groaned again, finally getting out of the bed. His eyes were still closed, and he struggled to get them unstuck. He rubbed his eyes a bit as he walked to the door. He opened the door, ready to growl at Omi for interrupting his sleep.

Omi stood there, looking as if he was about to start pounding again, when he looked up directly into Yohji's face. "Yohji-kun! It's about time!"

Yohji's eyes finally worked and he rubbed them more to get his vision to clear. "Omi … What the …" He trailed off when he saw the boy completely.

His brain suddenly fizzled.

Wait a sec … what was I thinking again? I was mad at him for … something … but wait! That doesn't sound right. Why should I be mad at Omi?

He scanned Omi from head to toe, taking in the image. Omi was still wearing the same shorts and t-shirt from yesterday. Yohji scanned his beautiful hair, the near-perfect face, the deliciously slender body… don't get him started on those hips and that waist, not to mention those incredible legs.

What the hell? Why'd I never notice this before?

Omi wrinkled his nose and Yohji's immediate thought was that he shouldn't ruin his beautiful face like that. "Yohji-kun! In case you don't remember, we have to get back or else we'll open late."

Yohji had no idea what came over him, but he leaned against the doorframe, running a hand through his hair. "Hey there, Omittchi …" he smiled. "Aren't you just the perfect little ray of sunshine this morning?"

Omi stuck out his tongue. "Well, you don't look too good yourself!"

"I meant it as a compliment."

Omi quickly understood. "Yohji-kun …" He said in an exasperated voice, but he was grinning. "Save it for Aya-kun …"

"Aya?" Yohji blinked, confused. Aya … That sounded a little right … But somehow it also sounded completely wrong. Why was Omi mentioning Aya?

He quickly grinned again, "Now why would I save it for Aya when there's this beautiful vision at my door right now?"

Omi rolled his eyes. "I'm serious, Yohji-kun! Don't practice your moves on me!"

"Practicing?" Yohji blinked once more. "Who said I was practicing?"

Omi appeared to not hear, already turning away. "I've got to get back. I still have to wake up Ken-kun. You wake up Aya-kun and get ready. We're leaving."

Ken … Yohji's eyes narrowed as Omi left. Why did Omi care to wake Ken up anyway? Ken liked Aya, right? Well then, they'll finally come to an agreement.

Ken can have Aya for all that he cared.

Omi belonged to Yohji…

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"Ken-kun!!"

Someone was shaking him. Ken growled and turned over, lying on his back. He didn't want to get up just yet. Besides... His eyes felt sticky. And who the hell was in his room at this unholy hour?

"Ken-kun!!" the voice persisted. "We can't open the shop late!! And I still have to get to school!!"

Ken stretched his arms, yawning, then he brought his hand to his eyes, rubbing. Damnit … What's wrong with them! I feel like they're filled with some gunk!

More shaking, "Aha! Just a little more!!" There was even something that sounded like a giggle, "Come on!! We've still got a long way to go!!"

Long way to go … Oh yeah … Right … Yohji, the bastard, had decided to bring Aya out the previous night, trying to get away and probably seduce the redhead. Lucky Omi was there to tell him. Ken didn't know what he'd do without the little guy. He was really glad that Omi was fine with him liking Aya.

"Mooouuu!! Ken-kun!!!"

Ken blinked, finally opening his eyes.

For a full minute, he stopped thinking.

When his brain started up again, he was confused. Aya? Wait … I was thinking about Aya right? Why again? I think I was thinking I liked him but… What is this vision in front of me now?

He finally murmured, "I must have died and gone to heaven … There's an angel smiling down at me."

"Ken-kun?"

There was a confused tone to the familiar voice. Ken's vision cleared and he realized he was looking into the face of his best friend.

"E-eh? Omi?" Wait … Did I just think of Omi as an angel? This wasn't right… Or was it?

Ken took the next few minutes to just stare at him. The sun was just coming up, shining through the windows onto Omi. There was this… way the sun lit up his face in all the right places. Cerulean eyes glowed and lovely blondish locks adorned the tanned skin on an almost perfect face. No, it was perfect.

"Oh my god…" Ken whispered. "You're gorgeous…"

The little angel's eyes widened, and he stepped back, "Wh-wha??"

Ken sat up. His brain was still fuzzy, but all his coherent thoughts were concentrating on one thing: this vision of beauty, standing before him. God, what was he thinking when he thought that he liked Aya?!

Omi was still gaping at him, looking a little worried.

Ken smiled, embarrassed, "U-uh .. D-did I say that out loud?"

"I … I think so …"

"S-sorry!" He tried to laugh, scratching his head. "Umm … Well …"

Omi shook his head as if he was trying to get his thoughts back in order. "You should get changed, Ken-kun. We're leaving soon. I'll wait downstairs for everyone." He smiled.

Ken's breath caught in his throat. That smile was one of the most incredible things he had ever seen! It took him a while before he could speak, "O-okay, Omi!"

Omi nodded in acknowledgment before exiting the room.

"Omi…" Ken whispered his name again. "My Omi… Mine…"

It sounded so perfect!

The first thing he was gonna do that morning was tell Yohji that Aya was all his.

Ken was going to get Omi, no matter what…

-----*-----

Omi … was confused.

He knew that Yohji was probably just playing trick on him. Or maybe he was practicing his moves for Aya. Yohji always did something like that. It was normal.

But it was not normal for Ken to just outright say that he was… gorgeous?? Not only that, did he hear Ken call him an angel?? Omi blushed at the memory.

Maybe he wasn't thinking straight.

Maybe he was still dreaming and thought that he was seeing Aya-kun.

A little voice at the back of his head said teasingly, Maybe he actually meant it …

Omi shook his head. "No!! He likes Aya-kun!! As much as I'd want him to, there's no way that he's gonna fall for me overnight!!"

"Talking to yourself, Omittchi?"

Omi looked up to see Yohji already waiting for him by the main entrance. Yohji grinned, "Don't you think you're too young to be venturing into insanity?"

Omi answered truthfully, "Maybe, maybe not, Yohji-kun."

"Heh …" Yohji straightened and walked closer. "This … is for you …"

Aya had just exited the building as well, his eyebrow raising as he stared at the scene before him. Yohji was with Omi, and it seemed that the older man had just … given him something?

The younger bishounen blinked, his jaw dropping, as he accepted the small white flower. His mouth moved to speak, but no sound came out. All he could do was gape at the delicate petals, the pure white color, almost an image of innocence.

"When I saw it, I immediately thought of you," Yohji smiled and winked.

Aya blinked, What the hell?

"Th-th-th-th-thank you!" Omi sputtered. "I-I- … I guess …"

Ken came out next, muttering an absentminded "Mornin" to Aya. Aya stared. He was usually more enthusiastic than that.

As if that wasn't enough, Ken looked up, a sudden glare crossing his face as he saw Yohji and Omi.

Omi moved away from Yohji to smile at him. "Ah! Ken-kun!"

Ken suddenly stopped in his tracks, looking as if he had stopped breathing.

Omi blinked. Aya blinked.

What the …

Their brown-haired teammate quickly shook his head and said, "Omi! Ohayou … Wasn't able to greet you properly up there!" He seemed to fidget a bit until he spoke again, "Um… Omi? I was thinking… Are you gonna be riding with me on my bike again?"

Omi was about to agree when he was interrupted. "Ah! No, Ken-ken …" Yohji sneered at him. "Omi's already riding with me in my car …"

Aya blinked yet again.

"But what about Aya?" Ken countered. "Isn't he riding with you?"

"He can ride with you on your bike. I'm taking Omi."

"Are you kidding?? Aya and I can't both fit! That's why I've got to take Omi!!"

Wait a minute … Aya thought. Since when did these two idiots start arguing about Omi?

Omi's mouth was just opening and closing. When his voice finally worked, it came out as a squeak. "U-um … Three people can stay in the car … Ken-kun can take the bike back, then Yohji-kun, Aya-kun and I can …"

"You know … He's right, Ken." Yohji's sneer was still on his face. "Why don't we do that?"

"Whattt??!" Ken looked at him as if he said that they should all just jump off a bridge to their deaths. "No!! Come on, Omi! I want to take you! I took you last night!!"

Omi's voice stopped working again.

"I don't think so, Ken. He's riding with me and Aya. Or I'll be nice. You can ride with Aya."

"NO way!! Why don't you let Omi ride with me? Don't you want some alone time with Aya?"

"Me?? Why don't you have alone time with Aya? Take all the alone time you need!!"

Omi's head was swirling. What was happening here?? Just a day ago… no… Just last night, Yohji and Ken were fighting over Aya, were beating each other down over Aya, were both totally at WAR over Aya.

And now they were fighting… over him?!

God, he needed to be alone to think. And so, the answer to their current dilemma finally came to him.

"Why don't I take the bike?"

Ken and Yohji stopped arguing to stare at him.

"Y-you three can go back to the shop in the car. I'll take Ken-kun's bike. I still need to go to school, anyway, and if I still pass by the shop, I might end up being late."

Both Ken and Yohji started up again.

"But Omittchi!!"

"What about your bag?"

"What about a change of clothes?"

"Don't you think that…"

"It might not be…"

Omi stared. What? Now he had a couple of mother hens looking after him?!

Aya's patience finally ran out. He put two fingers in his mouth… and whistled.

Both men stopped speaking, wincing at the sudden shrill sound. Then all three stared at him. Aya looked at his fingers, wondering about what he had just done, himself. He shrugged and finally spoke. "Omi, go take Ken's bike and get to school." When Omi nodded, he turned to Ken and Yohji, "The three of us are heading back to the shop in Yohji's Super Sevens."

The reaction was instant.

"But, Ayaaaaa …"

"Oh come on now …"

Aya sent them a glare that made them both shut up immediately. At the sight, Omi thought that it was no wonder so many people mistook him as their leader.

"Now hurry up…" Aya growled. Yohji and Ken quickly obeyed.

As they went outside, Omi mounting Ken's bike and Aya getting into the passenger's seat by Yohji, Ken in the back, both Aya and Omi were thinking the same thing.

What the hell is going on??

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Riisha:

My opinion on why nothing happened that night: Yohji DID promise, Aya was 'uninterested', Ken was gaga over Aya, and Omi wouldn't have to guts to try anything himself. But everything turned out fine, right? …… Yeah … sure … XD

Oh … And about that comment about Aya not being the leader? It's true … *holds up her friend's All That Weiss book* Check it out in there …

maaru: That artbook is mine. But the boys still belong to Koyasu Takehito and Project Weiss

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