Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Appeal ❯ retail therapy ( Chapter 12 )

A/N: okay this is completely un-edited which I blame completely on life: my room-mate walking in and wanting to talk for an hour (and since she doesn't know about my little hobby writing while she was there was out), other people writing fics which of course I had to read and friends phoning and wanting to talk for hours. So this was the last fic I wanted to update today, I didn't meet my personal deadline b/c I wanted two chapters up. So forgive all poor grammar and spelling and random thoughts; will fix tomorrow. Probably

 

 

 

 

Chapter 12.

 

“We're going out, go get your wallets.”

 

Yohji's tone screamed don't mess with me, but Ken had to say something; Yohji wasn't making any sense.

 

Ken opened his mouth.

 

“Don't even try it,” Yohji interrupted. “You both owe me an apology and I'm taking it in clothes.”

 

Retail therapy.

 

Aya winced, Yohji's taste in clothes wasn't exactly what anyone would call cheap; Aya had never understood how clothing containing so little material could cost so much. Shouldn't clothes cost per square yard and not per lack of square inch?

 

But Aya couldn't really argue could he? He had no idea of what had come over him; he had all of a sudden become extraordinarily aware of Yohji.

 

Yohji did not drive them to a mall as Aya had originally suspected and he was glad, he couldn't handle the crowds of people that always congregated in malls, no matter the hour or the day. Instead the man had chosen to walk. Aya suspected that Yohji was aware of the fact that Aya hated malls and had chosen to shop in the area which was close to the Koneko for that reason.

 

Then again it could simply be because Yohji didn't want to deal with Ken's and Aya's talents going berserk in the middle of a crowded mall with witnesses.

 

On the other hand Kudoh could simply have wanted not to be in a car with two people who would potentially molest him again.

 

Aya blushed again and realised that he would be more than happy to molest the man again, if he were willing.

 

So now they were in the middle of a small district that catered to a small part of Tokyo's population and thus nearly every store was a boutique. Read that as expensive, `exclusive' clothing. Aya's and Ken's wallets were going to be considerably smaller.

 

Aya sighed, he did owe Yohji an apology, and a gift Yohji liked would make the man happier and it would be easier than apologising.

 

Two hours later, they (Yohji) still hadn't bought anything; Aya's temper was shrill and getting shriller, Ken's boredom was growing (never a good sign), and Yohji surprisingly was not getting happier, in fact Aya would venture to say he was getting more irate.

 

“Let's go.”

 

Aya turned a questioning gaze to Yohji, but was ignored so he let the matter drop.

 

Unlike Ken.

 

“But you didn't get anything.”

 

“Let's go.” Yohji's voice was getting softer and softer, not a good sign.

 

“I thought you liked that purple shirt, the saleslady seemed to like it on you.”

 

Yohji glared at Ken and then hissed, “We are leaving now.”

 

Ken finally got the hint, and shut up, following Yohji out of the store and back to the Koneko.

 

Something was wrong.

 

 

 

Precognition74: don't really get your hopes up for this fic, cuz I didn't really know where it was going, it was a PWP that ran away from me. So I wouldn't even begin to compare with some of the great Weiss get powers fics…but thanks for reviewing *does a little, makes a little…dang forgot the rest of it

 

KD: thanks as usual

 

Dimonyo: sorry there was absolutely no relevance to the chapter title, I was typing it in and the word turkey just popped in my head, so I typed it *shrugs*

 

Dp: I love how u put So, evidently Omi is straight in this one. Or doing Aya-chan, so if Omi is dating Aya-chan does that mean he's still gay?

 

Blythe: you are so setting yourself up by saying you were an English major and edit fanfics.