Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Roles On Men ❯ Roles On Men ( Chapter 1 )

Disclaimers: I do not own Weiss. *sob*

Genre: Romance/Humor/Drama

Pairing: RanKen, YoujiOmi

WK: This is just a little romance humor break from writing `One More Pose' (RanKen also, I'm yet still writing chapter 2). This is not a one-shot but it's quite short; I wish I could have the time to finish both these fics, which is if you guys would want me to. It may take ages for me to update (unless I drown in reviews, heh heh) since I'm focusing on One More Pose.

Shout outs to: Manxsama, Yoshiki, Caroline Carrot, Rie, Mochiino ai, Sachiko ^^V, darkfireofforbiddensouls, devilburns, The Invisible Fan, kyria valkyrie, hdfsh and Murasaki-yanagi for being the first, erm, 12 people who complimented my first Weiss fic, I love you all. You guys encouraged me to go on, the answers to your reviews are on the second chapter. To Atsureki who, as I always say, inspired me on the whole RanKen madness, thank you. May have quite OOCness. The whole idea was supposed to be a little humorous, but I suck badly at that (aside from wrong tenses) so please bear with me again. I got this idea from another Weiss fic I've read, with a little twist. Thanks once more!

Roles on Men

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Love Under the Sakura Tree

- A modern version of a Romeo and Juliet kind of love story, where two hearts who met once under a Cherry Blossom tree had fallen in love with one another. Yet one was rich and the other poor, and they were never meant to be together. They both had best friends who as well fell in love with one another. Yet for the two only death will tear them apart. As these things are said indeed it was death that tore them and death that united them, if that may well be the only reason for them to be together. Their best friends carried on their story to be shared to every generation that comes.

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"You! Redhead over there, move closer! I need more passion, show more talent!"

The plump bearded and tall director scowled at the cast of his newly formed theater. Here he was thinking he had the best cast on the planet, he had been ever so satisfied with the audition, praising himself for a good job at the casting but now that doesn't seem to be a very keen thing for him.

Maybe it was because he never noticed that his cast was an all-male one? That they were all feeling awkward at having the same sex be their partners? Well, sometimes people forsake the laws of the world on gender to fulfill their need for arts.

Ah, the products of people's imaginations, mind you they thought highly of this one. The director groaned in annoyance. Rich and company leaders and managers are having a little excitement at what they wanted to watch, the `extravagant show', which would occur in merely a few days. That and the fact that the two boys on the leading roles were not doing a performance that he expected. In fact it was so poor that the only thing the director wanted was to bust the two out, but it was too late for that. He was fond of how the two men act at the first scenes, but then came the intimate scenes and there goes his chance for producing a groundbreaking love story.

"Say the words with more love, more longing!!!" He yelled with such exasperation as the young blonde on the stage flinched. "Shuichi (1) oh damn what do I do with you?!" he growled at the short blonde boy who was pouting stubbornly. Shuichi's green eyes flashed up at the director, feet buried on the floor upon the command of going nearer to the redhead. There was in no way will he be under such a stoic man.

"How come I get to be the girl?! Why not him?!" Shuichi points out, glaring at the pale redhead who gave him a bland glance. "He already has a girl name, it wouldn't matter!"

"And you expect a boy to stand on his toes to kiss a girl is that what you mean?!" The director snapped, annoyed.

At these words the whole room fell silent. All looked back at the director, shocked. That scene was news to them, it hadn't yet been ever written on the script.

"What kissing?!" Both Shuichi and the redhead snarled at the same time, the first fuming, and the latter frowning in disgust.

The director straightened his top, and sighed, he was weary, they all were tired and they still hadn't moved to the next scene for hours now. Shuichi just wouldn't oblige to let the violet-eyed redhead to hold his hand for that scene under the Sakura tree. Sure this man on the leading role for male was definitely a handsome man, but his icy front was intolerable. "You can't make any good love story without that scene it'll be a hell of crap and rubbish."

"That's it!" Shuichi yelled, the last of his temper getting to him. He was a star, he was a popular icon and he would never settle to be some sort of cross dresser to be the partner of some ice prince. "I'm leaving!" he stalked out, roughly shoving off the wig he was forced to wear, not noticing the violet, brown, green and blue eyes that watched him from the corner of their eyes.

"Great, the leading man, er, supposed to be lady walked out." He ground his teeth, feeling angrier by the second. He may be new, but he had pride not to run after the boy. His eyes darted back and forth from the mass of boys watching him onstage. They landed on a tanned boy standing beside a lanky green-eyed blonde and squinted, measuring whether the teenage boy would look good beside the redhead. After deciding he was the next best man for the role he stood up.

"You! Brunette over the back! You're also playing the role of a girl right? To the front!" He muttered, as chocolate orbs stared back at him in confusion. "Go NOW!" The enraged words made the brunette stumble towards the front beside the still redhead, quite reluctant. The redhead's face registered mild shock. He looked beside him at the brunette, who was blinking back at him looking utterly perplexed.

"Ken…"

"A…Aya"

Then, as if nothing meant to him, Aya shrugged, looking away. The director threw Ken a copy of the script of the female lead, muttering angrily. "Memorize this in three days or else."

"But I…Youji…" Ken stammered, looking back at Youji. Had the director not given another angry answer Ken would have noticed the glint of mischief playing on the tall blonde's eyes.

"Fine then, the best friend has to have a partner." His eyes traveled around once more. More or less picking one from the mass of people on the cast meant changing everything, so his eyes wandered over the crew instead. His eyes spotted a lithe small blonde with big blue eyes tinkering around with a laptop on the far corner. "Oi you there! What's your name boy?!"

The blonde blinked at being addressed. "Er, Omi"

"Well what are you waiting for?! Get over there beside that blonde!" he growled, and Omi fell in step towards Youji, who was grinning happily at Omi. Omi gave him a playful glare, as if threatening his friend to think of anything nasty.

What the two had expressed was nothing compared to Ran's and Ken's reaction. Ken stared back at Ran, frowning deeply in embarrassment and Ran was looking back at him as bland as always, but there was a little crease on his brows. They were both thinking of the same thing.

How the hell did they get in such a situation?!

And even more so, as Ken felt his cheeks flustered when the director started giving orders to them to hold hands, both thought of only one thing. Sure they were friends, it should be easier, right? Well, easier said than done, to be honest. Hey, it's something you don't DO in public.

Kissing scene meant kissing Aya.

Oh God.

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Well, before we go on further shall we rewind a little back to know how and why this whole scene happened?

It all started a few days ago…

TBC

1. I can't think of any nice boy name at that moment, and just typed the first name that came to my mind, heh heh

WK: All things will be explained on chapter two, for all those confused guys out there. Please if you guys want me to continue push that little button over there, yes that's it, the one on the lower left side. It wouldn't hurt to tell me what you think after reading this, would it? -big puppy dog eyes- Flames are accepted coz they give me something to laugh about, heh heh… the story (Love Under the Sakura Tree) on their script was something that crossed my mind while typing this… darn I still think this is definitely not humor, curse me for trying… -glomps all who will review- is my spelling of Youji right or is it Yohji?