Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ The Gossip Club Chronicles ❯ My Sister Thinks I'm a What? ( Chapter 2 )

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<hr style="font-family: comic sans ms;" width="100%">Gifted to a
wonderful person, Maclynn  
 
I challenged myself to try and tell a story without too much angst and
sex, in exactly 1,000 words. This was the result. 
 
The
Gossip Club
Chronicles
 
My
Sister Thinks I'm a What?!
 
By <a
href="mailto:firewolf@pacific.net.sg?Subject=WK-GCC-Sister">fi rewolf</a>
 
July 2006
 
@>;-'-
The proprietor of the ice
cream shop gave the trio a broad grin as they entered. "It's about time
you kids turned up. Your pal is about ready to help my boy bus the
tables for free." 
 
"Oh! There must be something new and exciting happening at the shop."
Tot squealed with glee as she dragged her companions to their favourite
booth. 
 
"100 yen says it's Ken's problem, itoshi." Nagi turned to his lover. 
 
"No bet." Omi laughed. "If Yamada san's description is accurate, I'm
sure he's the one in hot water." 
 
True enough, Ken pounced on the trio the moment they entered into his
field of vision. "Please! You gotta help me out! Ran's ready to kill me
as much as look at me." 
 
"Oh, this has got to be good." Nagi grinned at him unsympathetically as
he slid into the booth beside him. "Spill it Hidaka. What did you do?" 
 
"It wasn't intentional! Honest! Aya-chan-- she was trying to grill me
about Ran again; about why he's-- ashamed to face her." 
 
Omi winced at the description of the situation. "He's just being
stubborn." 
 
"Poor Aya-chan." Tot pouted sadly. "Ran-kun is so serious about keeping
her innocent." 
 
Ken's face flushed bright red at her words, prompting Nagi to question
him suspiciously. "Okay, I take it you *didn't* spill the beans on
Ran-kun's real work." 
 
"Heh. Worse." Ken admitted in a very small voice. "She checked up on
her old hospital bills. And now has him painted in her mind as a
piteously self sacrificing elder brother doing his best to provide her
a comfortable life." 
 
"That doesn't sound too bad?" Tot blinked at him in surprise. 
 
"Oh, no." Omi shook his head as he studied Ken's ashen features. "So
what kind of employment did Aya-chan think her brother is engaged in
which pays so well? 
 
"High end prostitution." 
 
Tot and Nagi burst into gales of laughter before they could control
themselves while Omi winced sympathetically. “Oowww. Ran-kun must have
been mad.” 
 
“Furious…” 

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Youji and Schuldich filled the store with
peals of laughter as Ran held Ken up by his lapels and yelled in his
face. "My sister thinks I'm a what?!" 
 
An angry Ran tended to throw things.
Case in point, he once threw his katana at Takatori Reiji who was
escaping him in a helicopter, which considering how much he loved that
sword was a rather stupid thing to do. But who ever said that Ran could
be rational when he was angry? And being the something that Ran was
currently lifting in his hands right now, Ken didn’t want to be thrown. 
 
“She caught me off guard with her
questions. She left me gaping like a gold fish! I mean, I never
expected her to ask me questions like that. 
 
"She even asked me if you had HIV.” 
 
“Ooi! Not at all!" Schuldich was
outraged by the mere suggestion. "We practise safe sex. Don’t you with
Aya-chan.” 
 
Ken stared in aghast at the German
for asking him about sex with Aya-chan right in front of her protective
elder brother. “No!” 
 
“What? You *don’t* practise safe sex
with my sister?!” 
 
“No!” 
 
“Then you *do* practise safe sex with
my sister?” 
 
“Yes! I mean No!” 
 
"So you've been practicing safe sex
*without* my sister?" 
 
"Yes! Wait, no!" 
 
"You've been cheat--" 
 
"No!" 
 
“Then *who* are you are having safe
sex wi-- 
 
“Wait! Wait! That’s not what I meant!
I haven’t had sex with her yet!" Ken girly screamed in the face of his
future-brother-in-law. "And while I do practice safe sex, I haven't had
sex with anyone else since we got together! Don’t kill me!" 
 
"Geeze, Ran. Talk about double
standards.” Schuldich poked him with a discarded flower stem to get his
attention off the suffering Ken. "*You've* had sex out of
wedlock."  
 
“We’re not talking about *me*. We’re
talking about my *baby* sister.” 
 
“Who is what? Twenty-three already?” 
 
“I've never known a virgin that old.”
Youji looked thoughtful. 
 
“Kudoh.” Both Ran and Ken turned on
him with an air of menace. 
    
“Ack! I was only commenting on the
fact!” Youji hastily waved his be-ringed hand in front of his face to
ward off the death glares. “This means something to me, you know?” 
 
Ran’s face softened as he eyed the
ring and looked down at the matching rings that he and Schuldich wore.
“You're off the hook. But you!" His attention was back on Ken. 
 
"I'll work out something! Honest!"
Ken pleaded with Ran. 

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"And here you are." Nagi
attempted to look sympathetic, but he was trying too hard to hold back
his laughter to succeed. 
 
"Please! I'm at the end of my rope." Ken brought his hands together to
beg his sometime cohorts. "There must be something we can say or do to
convince Aya chan that Ran is doing something else which makes it
necessary for him to keep his distance." 
 
"Well-- I think I've got just the thing." Tot grinned at Ken
confidently. 

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"You showed her what? And
now she thinks I’m a what?” 
 
"James Bond DVDs, and you're now a quasi government secret agent." Tot
looked up at him appealingly as she twisted her scarf in her hands. 
 
It was most unfortunate that Ran was at that moment holding a broom in
front of him. On either side of him, in a perfect demonstration of how
like-minded they could be, Youji and Schuldich struck a pose with a
ball of florist twine and a water sprayer respectively, while humming
the theme song to Charlie’s Angels. 
 
“Oh, Persia.” Schuldich hammed it up with a falsetto as he brought his
imitation gun to his cheek. “What kind of mission have you got for us
this time?” 
 
“Oh yes." Youji purred breathlessly. "Will you ever let us see your
face and find out who you really are?” 
 
Omi decided to save his lovers from collateral damage and escape from
the store when Ran turned to brandished his broom at his. Life was
never dull with this family. 

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