Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ How to Get Killed in Ten Easy Screw-Ups ❯ Chapter 8

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

The best, huh. The best? Oh, he’d show the little turbo slut turned homebody the best.

The first part of the operation had required a bit of thought and planning. Not to mention an entire night of embarrassment after he’d gotten the recording of Yohji and Aya doing . . . what they did on a nightly basis.

The second part had been ridiculously easy. Unfortunately, he had learned this after the blue powder from the safe had blown up in his face. He had been looking for something to clean it off with, Yohji’s lovely silk robe had worked wonderfully, when he had spotted it lying underneath the dresser. The book. Which Yohji had sworn he’d thrown away after he and Aya had become a couple.

Omi grinned happily and bounced, blue face and all, to his room to prepare part three.

He loaded the . . . noises into the computer. Since he already had voice samples from all the members of Weiss it hadn’t taken much to put that part of the plan into action. He had merely synthesized his voice to sound like Yohji’s and called every number in the book.

Yohji seemed genuinely surprised when all of his two night stands, those were the only ones in the book, had shown up early to the flower shop. He had been even more surprised to hear his impassioned voice over the intercom as he was trying desperately to 1) get all of the women out of the shop before Aya saw and heard them and 2) after that failed, to keep the redhead from killing him long enough to explain.