Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Scarlet Letters ❯ Tip of the Iceberg ( Chapter 3 )

Disclaimer: I do not own Weiss Kreuz…However; I do have a very nice pair of short shorts!

Who likes short shorts?

“We like short shorts!”

 

Chapter 3

Breaking the Ice

 

Ken

 

The soccer player looked back one last time at the young blonde, who stared back and silently pointed.

Sighing, Ken made his way into the shop, where Aya was silently working on a rose flower arrangement at the worktable.

Mentally berating himself for betting against the hacker once again, he slowly shuffled forward to his target.

Last night he and Omi had discussed the situation, and had come up with a rough plan.

 

Phase 1 - interrogation.

 

They would each take turns to try and pry answers or reactions out of the frosty redhead, as unobtrusively as possible, in a bid to help their depressed teammate.

 

And Ken was first on the shooting range.

 

He still approached the silent firing squad that would likely be his doom, but Omi would hurt him if he didn't do this - or worse, never kiss him again.

 

That had been heaven for Ken, and he still was in disbelief that the younger man had taken charge and made the first move.

He remembered the satin soft glide of Omi's lips over his own, so soft yet demanding, smooth yet unsure.

 

But he had to focus on the task at hand if he wanted to stay in Omi's good graces.

Which he most certainly did.

 

God the way the Omi looked when he-

 

“Ken!”

 

He snapped his eyes into focus again and saw - only now - that Yohji was in the room, standing to the side of Ken, where Aya could not see his face, the slipping mask of casual composure revealing several emotions.

 

Anger, jealousy and possessiveness.

 

Ken only now realised that he had stopped in front of the workbench, which Aya was occupying and had been standing there with a slightly unfocused and dreamy look on his face…thinking about Omi.

 

Yohji had obviously thought he had been daydreaming about Aya, by the way his body was tensed.

 

Shit! Ken thought…I am screwing this up before I even get started!

 

His eyes flicked to Aya, trying to - in a subtle fashion - determine wether the redhead had noticed the small exchange of standoffish glances.

 

Pale hands were trembling slightly, he noted.

 

Anger?

 

Or something else?

 

He was still looking at Aya when a hard clipboard was being roughly pressed - with excessive force - into his chest.

 

“Deliveries” the blonde snarled, before stomping off to the greenhouse.

 

Normally, Ken would have reacted to this violently, but he knew what it was about now, and that the playboys behaviour was not mindless hostility.

 

Ken almost kicked himself for screwing this up already…now Yohji was mad at him and Aya was still ignoring him.

 

Great start to Phase 1.

 

Omi

 

“Aya-kun, do you know where Yohji-kun is?” Omi asked in an innocently curious voice. He knew that the older man was out on a delivery, or more accurately, off to cool his temper after Ken's mistake.

 

“Hn”

 

That was all the response he had managed to wring from the stoic swordsman all day.

He had prattled on about a conversation he had held with the older blonde a couple of weeks back, when Omi had asked Yohji what drew him into clubs.

The blonde had described - in great and animated detail - the pros and cons of the Tokyo nightlife, and now Omi was relaying the description to Aya-kun, as he watched him for any sign of emotion.

 

Hn.

 

That was all he ever got.

 

But he wasn't giving up…Yohji was his friend and he hated to see him so torn up.

Especially if he thought he could do something about it. And he would try as hard as he could.

Omi smirked to himself…and he had ken's unwavering assistance for the week.

Okay Ayan, you want to ignore the subject - and me!?

 

Time to bring out the big guns, thought Omi as he walked back to the workbench, wiping the evil grin off his face in the process.

He stood right in front of the redhead and looked up, an innocently curious, but slightly nervous expression was on his face as he asked, “ Aya-kun…can I ask you something?”

 

Aya sighed in a tired manner, before staring blankly at Omi.

 

At least he made a sound other than `Hn'.

 

This had been Omi's second phase.

He was going to try to get jealousy out of the team's leader.

 

“Well I wanted to know if it's okay for a guy to like another guy? Someone at school said that it was wrong…” He turned on the waterworks, on the verge of tears.

“Is it?”

 

Aya looked up, glaring, but his gaze softened slightly when he saw Omi in full chibi mode.

Omi resisted the urge to laugh like an evil maniac.

 

Big guns indeed.

 

Aya - despite his cool and calm exterior - seemed to be somewhat out of his depth, but he attempted to answer anyway.

 

“…Omi…some people just have different…views…on the subject, but no it isn't wrong” Omi was surprised that Aya had not just said a simple `no', but he had learnt long ago that his teammates tended to treat him with a little more sensitivity than they did each other.

Not that he didn't appreciate it, but he wasn't a naïve little boy.

 

Aya's unexpected answer had opened the door in the conversation for the hacker to plant the idea in the swordsman's head.

 

He brightened and gave the redhead a brilliantly happy smile, “ Thanks Aya! That really helps…” He went shy all of a sudden and blushed till his cheeks were tinted with a pink tinge, “ I…just want to ask you one more question…umm…DoyouthinkYohjilikeschocolates?”

 

The young blonde watched as the older man froze, as if not believing what he had just heard, then he looked down at Omi with slightly wide - but still cold - eyes.

“Excuse me?” He said, his voice low and chilly.

 

Omi saw his chance and he took advantage of the redhead's momentary shock to launch into a full-scale rant about Yohji.

 

“I said do you think Yohji liked chocolates? I was going to get him a teddy bear; you know the ones holding the hearts? But I wasn't sure he would like that…” He sighed happily, eyes gazing off into the distance as he continued his performance.

“Aren't his eyes beautiful? Oh his hair looks like gold in the sunlight…so soft and silky too…and his smile is soooo gorgeous and charming…” He rested his elbows on the workbench and leaned his head on his upturned palms, grinning happily at the stunned redhead.

 

Omi had made the decision flirt with Yohji - pretend that he was infatuated with him to get a reaction out of Aya.

He would tell Yohji that he isn't in love with him, but he wouldn't tell the whole truth about it either.

 

Just then the door opened and in stomped the aforementioned blonde, still upset by the looks of things.

 

“Yotan!”

 

Omi ran to Yohji and practically glomped him.

Holding the slightly shocked assassin around the middle, Omi sighed contentedly, leaning his head on the blonde's chest.

 

“Hey Omittchi…It's good to see you too” He laughed, still a bit surprised by Omi's intense reaction.

Omi - who was still holding on tightly to the older man - sneaked a peak at Aya…who was no longer there.

 

The workbench had been left strewn with flower cuttings, the arrangement finished, but not put on display. Omi smirked.

 

It wasn't like Aya to leave things less than in order, so either he was disgusted by Omi's - albeit fake - display of affection, or he was jealous about Yohji.

 

“Uh…chibi…what are you doing?” Yohji asked, frowning in confusion.

 

“Yotan…can you help me make Ken jealous?” Omi didn't need to get Ken envious of course, seeing how he had kissed him back already, but it was a good excuse to make Yohji participate of his own free will.

 

Yohji laughed, “ Ah…the chibi got tired of waiting huh? Well if it helps you get what you want the sure I'm in for a little…dramatization.” He laughed again as Omi hugged and thanked him…once again resisting the urge to do an evil genius laugh.

 

Aya

 

What just happened?

Omi in love with Yohji? Surely not…

 

Either the Chibi drank a love potion or Aya wasn't as good at reading people as he thought.

 

No matter what the reason, he can't let it happen…Yohji wasn't interested in the chibi…it would disrupt the harmony of the team.

 

Yes…the team.

 

He told himself it was for the best interests of the team.