Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ A Midsummer Nightmare ❯ Unreal ( Chapter 5 )

Chapter 5 - Unreal

Aya made a mistake going home with the two imbeciles. He almost envied Omi for not having been able to hear it.

On the whole trip home, the two never stopped bickering. Normally, Aya would have been able to handle that. He'd been forced to get used to it over the past few weeks. But now, something had been added in. Aya's confusion.

He watched Yohji saunter up to him, a familiar look on his face. Ah … Here they come again… Wonder what he plans to do this time…

But to his surprise, Yohji didn't do anything. Not to him at least. Except ask…

"Hey, Aya. What do you suppose type of chocolates does Omi like?"

Aya stared blankly at him. Chocolates?

"No clue? Should have thought as much… See ya, Aya." With that Yohji walked away again, scratching his chin in deep thought.

Aya barely had time to wonder more about it when he saw Ken creep up to him next. Ah… The other one. Surely, he's gonna try to come on to me and mess it up like he always does.

He was surprised again.

"U-um…" Ken laughed, a little embarrassed. "Umm … Aya? Just wondering… If Omi got flowers, what do you think he'd want to get?

Aya stared blankly again. Flowers?

"Ah wait! I have an idea now… Thanks anyway, Aya!" Ken ran off, looking through their shelves of flowers.

What the hell? Chocolates and flowers both for Omi? If he didn't know any better, he would've thought they were both… courting Omi…

Suddenly, the more he thought about it, the more it seemed so.

Aya knew that he should be grateful that he was no longer the center of attention. It was so damned irritating that the two of them fawned over him. And he didn't have to deal with that anymore.

But it still troubled him that the two were suddenly after Omi, with no warning at all… There was something very wrong. Yohji and Ken changed their minds literally overnight. Aya at the very least knew that there was no way for them to transfer their infatuations so quickly.

So what made them do it?

Something else nagged at the back of his mind, teasing him somewhat. He didn't know what it was saying… something about another reason that bothered him.

He simply shook his head and got back to work.

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Omi wasn't doing too well either.

When he arrived home from class, Ken had greeted him at the door. Omi had blushed when he did so, blushing even more when Ken shyly shoved a bouquet of flowers in his face.

"K-ken-kun?" he had stuttered. "Wh-what …"

"U-um… For you…"

"F-for me?!" he squeaked.

Ken only nodded, his cheeks reddening a little. "I-I made the arrangement myself. I th-thought you'd like them…"

Omi's jaw had dropped when he noticed that Ken was … also blushing???

Omi needed to lie down. He was feeling faint. From both shock and delight. He quickly tried to snap out of the delight part. He was imagining things. Ken didn't actually like him like that…

Did he?

Omi yelped when Yohji suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Hey, there, Omittchi…" Yohji smiled, suavely. "Enjoy your day at school?"

Omi noticed out of the corner of his eye that Ken was suddenly seething. He tried to ignore it as he turned to Yohji. "Um… It was fine."

Yohji just grinned again, handing Omi a box. Omi could only blink as he accepted it. "Y-Yohji-kun? Wh-what …"

Yohji's grin never left his face. "Open it."

He did. A gasp left his lips when he realized it was a box of chocolates. To the side, Ken stared blankly, then glanced at the flowers he still held in his hand. He turned back with anger and embarrassment.

Omi still stared at the chocolates.

"I didn't know what kind you liked, so I got them assorted. Hope that's fine."

"Y-Yohji-kun…" Omi's voice was very weak, and he didn't know how to use it. "I-I… I can't accept this…"

Yohji looked distressed, "Why not?"

"I-it must have cost…" Omi looked close to bursting into tears. "I-it must have been so expensive!"

He suddenly grinned again, "Omi… That's not even half of what you're worth…"

Omi's mouth opened and closed, and no sound was coming out. "B-but… I don't … I mean … You don't have to spend your money on me!"

Yohji frowned, "But I want to …"

Omi finally decided it was futile to argue. "U-um… I… I have to go now, Yohji-kun. I-I… We still have work to do."

"No need," Ken suddenly spoke up. "I asked Aya if Yohji can take over your shift."

Yohji looked horrified, "Me??"

Ken smirked subtly, "Yes, you… I'm meeting with my kids today. Unless… you really would want Omi to be working here, after being so tired after school."

"Um.. Ken-kun? I'm fine- …"

Omi wasn't given the chance to finish as Yohji shot Ken a glare and said, "Fine. I don't mind. I'll take his shift."

"Y-you don't have to…"

Yohji and Ken both shot him a look. He just yelped and jumped back. "R-right! I-I'll just … do… homework I suppose…"

Ken raised his hand childishly, "I'll help!"

It was Yohji's turn to smirk, "I thought you were going to play soccer. If you aren't playing, then you might as well take Omi's shift, and I can spend some time with our Omi."

Ken shut his mouth, glaring at Yohji. He finally spoke again with an indignant tone, "I … I meant later. After I go."

Yohji rolled his eyes and smiled at Omi, "I hope you enjoy your chocolates, Omi…"

As he left, Ken looked blankly at the chocolates Omi held, then at the bouquet of flowers in his hand again. He hid the flowers behind his back, ashamed.

Omi noticed the look on his face, though he didn't understand it. "Ken-kun? Something wrong?"

Ken looked defeated as he peered at the red box. "He got you chocolates… CHOCOLATES…"

"Then what?"

The brunette sighed, hiding his flowers even more.

Omi smiled as he held out a hand to touch Ken's arm. When Ken started and looked up, he guided Ken's arm to the front again, taking the flowers. Omi looked up, the smile not leaving his face, "They're nice. I like them."

He brightened, "You do?"

Omi nodded in all honesty.

Ken beamed, "I-I … I'm glad you do! I hoped you would!" He looked up at the clock, "I-I gotta go now, Omi… I've got to meet up with the kids. S-see you later?"

"Okay…"

Ken practically stumbled away, leaving Omi with his thoughts… and the flowers. Omi gently held one of the stems, bringing the flower to his face and sniffing at it. He smiled happily, watching Ken walk down the sidewalk.

Omi finally shook his head, knowing that he must have some kind of goofy expression on his face.

He walked up the stairs, heading for his room. He still debated with himself whether he should eat the chocolates or not. He finally decided that Yohji might take offense if he didn't. Then he smiled again as he paused, bringing up Ken's little gift to him.

"Flowers…" he whispered to himself. "Ken-kun got me flowers… It may be our own flowers… but still…" Then he stopped himself, shaking his head to snap out of it. "No…" he told himself. "No, no, NO! He doesn't… He can't possibly…"

But he was holding the evidence in his hands. In one he still held Yohji's chocolates, and in the other, the flowers.

That was one thing more. It was both Yohji and Ken. They were both seemingly crazy about him, and they were both practically ignoring Aya. It can't be real. It had to be something else.

And still… it looks like Ken-kun… likes me…But… is it really…?

Omi decided as he sniffed his flowers again…

It didn't really hurt to pretend for just a while… did it?

He started headed into his room. As he opened the door, he realized…

It just might…

Though normally, Omi's room was pretty tidy, cleaner then his other teammates' except Aya, in their hurry to leave last night, he hadn't been able to fix up the mess he had created in making his book report.

But now, Omi's mouth hung open as he saw that his room was clean. All the clutter was put away, his books were stacked, and his bed was made. Everything was arranged perfectly on his desk, and the papers were piled neatly on top of it.

He almost dared not to enter, finally taking a step in, and spotting a note on his desk.

He picked it up and read it, instantly recognizing the handwriting as the same one as the note he had seen before.

Omittchi…

Came in here and thought you'd like it if it was tidied up a bit… Know how you love it being spotless… So just decided to show you I cared…

-Yotan

Below that was more, but in an illegible scrawl he recognized to be Ken's.

Don't believe him Omi! He's lying!! I did the cleaning!! - Ken

And further down…

He's the liar! I spent the whole morning cleaning up! - Yohji

There was more, but Omi's head was already spinning again and he put the note down before he could finish it.

Omi officially decided it was a good time to freak out. He jumped into his bed, buried his face in his pillow… and screamed.

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