Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Roses and Thorns ❯ Chapter 29

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

29


Aya tried to hide his blushing as people stared at him. Why the hell he’d let Yohji pick what he was going to wear was beyond him. They were in a restaurant, not a club. So the leather pants and sleeveless shirt made him stand out. But not as bad as Yohji, who wore a midriff baring shirt and lowrise leather pants. Aya had refused to have his stomach showing. That was where he drew the line.

“Asshole,” Aya growled, elbowing him as they made their way back to the booth they’d been assigned to. Yohji had insisted, and Aya had been grateful, to them having a booth. It gave them a bit more privacy.

“You look so damned good,” Yohji said for the fifteenth time.

“Yeah, well, no body else seems to think so. They’ve been staring at me!” Aya hissed.

“Aya, they’re staring at you because they want to fuck you,” Yohji laughed.

“Wha…why? Wh…what the hell! You did this on purpose!” Aya wanted to disappear right now. Just crawl under the table and stay there until everyone else left.

“Can I get you two anything else to drink?” The waitress asked, grinning from ear to ear.

“Wine please,” Aya said. Why the hell is she practically jumping with excitement?

“Oh, here we go again with the wine! I’ll have water,” Yohji grinned, wrapping his arms around Aya.

“I’ve only had three!” Aya argued, elbowing him in the ribs.

“You two are so adorable!” She giggled, bouncing off to get their drinks.

“I don’t want to be adorable,” Aya whimpered, burying his face in Yohji’s shoulder.

“Then quit acting so cute,” Yohji laughed, kissing the side of his head.

“You didn’t let me bring my coat. I don’t like being stared at,” Aya pulled back and frowned at Yohji.

“Yeah, well, I knew if you brought it with you that you would hide underneath it. Don’t worry, baby, I won’t let any of those letches touch you.”

“Wow, that from you? Now I feel perfectly safe. Seriously, Yohji. You’re the biggest letch I’ve ever met.”

“And I soooo got you,” Yohji pulled him in for a kiss. Aya let him. He couldn’t really argue the point. Although he let Yohji kiss him, he wouldn’t budge when he tried to pull him closer. He was not going to climb into Yohji’s lap in a restaurant!

“Wonder how many glasses of wine I have to get into you before you do what I want?” Yohji was grinning at him.

“There isn’t enough wine in the world to make me do that stuff in a restaurant, you pervert.” Aya knew exactly what Yohji wanted, and he was not going to molest Yohji in a restaurant or let himself be molested. A kiss here or there was fine, but he wouldn’t let there be any groping!

“You say that now, but I’ll bet I can get my way.”

“On the event that you do get your way I will break your bones in the morning, starting with the smallest one,” Aya hissed, grabbing Yohji’s chin and making the man look him in the eye.

“My pinkie finger?”

“That is NOT what I’m talking about and you know it!”

“well, it can’t be what I would normally think of, because its not that small,” Yohji stretched his arms up over his head.

Aya slapped Yohji’s exposed belly as he stretched, knocking the wind out of him.

“Save that for the bedroom, baby,” Yohji grinned.

“Here’s your drinks!” The waitress said. Aya blushed all the way to his ears. He was pretty sure the only thing she’d heard was Yohji’s last statement.

He murmured a thanks as he accepted his drink. Dreading to look, he peeked up at her blushing giggling face. She’s like the fan girls at the shop!

“Don’t mind Aya, here, he’s kind of shy until you get about ten drinks in him, and then its like ‘holy shit, here it comes!’, back up!” Yohji laughed.

“He’s so cute!” The girl giggled. “I’ll bet you’re lucky to have caught such a shy man! But then again, I’ll bet you just turned on the charm!”

“Yohji has no charm!” Aya pinched Yohji hard on the side of the neck.

“I’ve been sort of teasing him all night,” Yohji snickered as Aya moved his plate aside and buried his head in his arms on the table.

Just figure Yohji the type to make a new friend to help him pick on me!

“Can’t drink your wine if your face is on the table, Aya. Don’t worry, baby, I won’t let the scary waitress take you home with her,” Yohji laughed. Okay, if Yohji said something like that its because she’s gone. He wouldn’t go hurting a girl’s feelings just to pick on me!

Aya lifted his head and grabbed the wine glass out of Yohji’s hand and drank it down.

“I sign languaged her to get you another wine.”

“You don’t know sign language,” Aya knew for a fact that he didn’t. Aya, on the other hand, was fluent. He’d taken it in school.

“Bar sign language, baby. It means you point at the drink and hold up a finger while mouthing that you want one more.”

“Wow, that’s a whole new side of you, too bad its as stupid ass all your other sides,” Aya grinned at him.

“I’m so glad we ditched the kids. Omi would’ve been bitching every time we teased each other. Probably mostly at me, I’ll bet. And then he would tell you how much you’re allowed to drink after last time.”

“That wasn’t my fault! I was…she was hitting on you, and jumping every time I tried to order anything, and…”

“And you were drunk.”

“No I wasn’t! I was fine!”

“Baby, you’re always fine, but you were definitely drunk.”

Aya rolled his eyes at Yohji before pulling his plate back over and starting to eat.

“Here’s your wine, sweetie!” The waitress exclaimed, setting the new glass in front of him.

“Now you be nice to him,” she chided Yohji with a grin as she skipped off.

“I’ll bet if you weren’t attached you would’ve had her already,” Aya teased, chuckling at Yohji’s indignant noise.

“She’s not my type, Aya! She’s adorable, but in a little sister kind of way, you know? Besides, I never did any teenage girls, not even when I was a teenager.”

“Nope, just teenage boys.” Aya was enjoying this. He finally had Yohji on the spot!

“Only two, then I got bored and moved on to teachers.”

“That’s even worse! You slept with old people!” Aya laughed as he grabbed the glass of wine and downed it.

“Aya, I’d hate to be the one to break it to you, but you’re supposed to sip wine.”

“Who says? No one told me that,” Aya wondered if it was true or if Yohji was just pulling his leg.

“Everyone says. And no one told you that because no one saw you drink like that before other than me, Omi, and Ken, and those two sure as hell aren’t going to say anything. They probably thought you were drinking like that just to keep from killing the waitress. Now that I’ve seen you do it twice, I kind of figured you didn’t know.”

“I thought you were supposed to drink all drinks fast,” that was a new one on him. He sure as hell couldn’t picture someone sitting down and sipping a bottle of vodka.

“Nope. Haven’t you ever seen anyone drink wine on television?”

“I don’t watch television.” Aya reminded him.

“Okay, what about the books you read?”

“They’re learning books and history books. Things that make you use your brain,” Aya shook his head at Yohji. Did the man think he read romance novels or something?

“Oh, so they’re boring books, is what you’re saying.”

Aya waved the waitress over.

“Another wine please.”

“Aya, now I know for sure you’re starting to get tipsy,” Yohji was grinning wickedly at him.

“No I’m not!”

“Then why were you just able to call the waitress over? You’ve hidden every time she’s come around. Even when we were first seated you kind of hid against me. You’ve barely looked at her all night.”

“I’ve had better things to look at.”

“Like what, the tabletop? You got an awfully close view of it earlier when she came around.”

Aya grabbed the wine the second the waitress set it on the table, and downed it.

“What did I tell you? I said drink it slowly.”

“Forgot,” Aya admitted.

“I swear to God if these people don’t stop staring at me I’m going to take my knife and…”

“Gouge their eyes out?”

“No, I was going to say start slashing throats,” and he wasn’t joking either.

“Aya, baby, why don’t we go home.” Yohji was snickering at him. Did he say something funny?

Aya watched Yohji get up and pay the bill. He stood up and looked around at everyone.

“I hope you all enjoyed the show. I have no idea what the fuck you people are going to be staring at now that we‘re leaving!” Aya shouted.