Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Sweet, Sweet Seduction ❯ New Plan ( Chapter 8 )

Chapter 9: New Plan

 

Planning is the most effective way of guarantying something going wrong.

R.F.Fischer

 

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Ken whimpered.

 

When Schwartz had shown up he'd seen his problems with Youji and his stupid get Ken together with Ran plans fly out the window but apparently he should have seen them double because that's what happened.

 

Schuldig immediately sided with Youji and no matter how much Crawford threatened him, with what Ken didn't want to know, the red headed psychic had gleefully ignored his American lover, at least that's what Ken thought they were. They fought like lovers…not that Ken knew what a lover's fight was like. Though Youji said he did, said he had years of experience.

 

Ken had no idea what he was talking about.

 

At least, he didn't think so….

 

But then again, with the way things were going for Ken lately….

 

He whimpered again.

 

God why did these things happen to him?

 

Right now he was standing between a pissed off Crawford and an annoyed Ran, both of whom where glaring at Youji and Schuldig who were standing on the other side of the flower shop laughing and flirting.

 

He blatantly refused to remember the conversation he'd had with the two meant hat morning.

 

***Flashback***

 

“Oi, Kenken!!”

 

“Kitten!!”

 

Ken froze, the two sing song sickenly sweet voices appearing from somewhere above his head, muffled by layers of pillows and blankets.

 

“Go away!” Ken didn't know how to be more clear or blunt but the two assassins ignored him and proceeded to sit down on either edge of the bed.

 

“Oi, Kenken, we have a plan.” Youji.

 

“Die.” Is the only sound that comes out of the mound of blankets.

 

“It's a good one.” Schuldig.

 

“Instead of getting Ran to seduce you, we want you to seduce Ran.”

 

“Wasn't that your plan before?” Ken can't help himself with the comment and realizes before it's completely out of his mouth that he's going to regret it, because they're going to take as interest in their idea even if he's just trying to be sarcastic and mean and make them go away.

 

“Maybe, don't remember.”

 

He can see Youji shrug without looking and he groans under the blanket. He's never going to get away now.

 

“Doesn't matter,” said with a German accent. “We're starting fresh today.”

 

“No, we're not. We're not starting fresh ever.”

 

“Yes, we are. Stop fighting, it's for your own good.” Youji again, in an annoying all knowing tone.

 

Ken groaned. “Go away, leave me alone!”

 

“Nope.” Both of them that time and Ken groans again.

 

“Here's the plan. All you have to do is be your normal, well, slightly sexier then normal, self. A pair of low slung jeans; walk around shirtless a few times, maybe after a shower or soccer practice and leave the rest to Schuldig and I.”

 

That makes Ken peek out from under the blankets, eyes narrowed.

 

“Youji and I will take of the rest.”

 

“The rest?” Ken repeated.

 

“Drop a few suggestions, hints, fantasies…”

 

“Fantasies?” Ken doesn't want to know. Yet, at the same time he does.

 

The two older men just grin.

 

Ken feels like his head is about to explode.

 

***End of Flashback***

 

Ken wants to hit something but the two closest objects, are people, who he wants to piss off at this moment, because god knows they're probably blaming him for everything they have to suffer through now anyway.

 

For all he knows he's going to wake up one morning missing an arm or a leg in revenge.

 

Because that's Ran's thing, revenge anyway.

 

And he's seen first hand how it can turn out.

 

Ken wants to cry.

 

And from the shocked expressions on Ran and Crawford's faces he probably just started.

 

…diwedd…