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Tied

By: Anna Hibiki

Rating: NC-17, R for this chapter.

Disclaimers: Weiss is not mine! Koyasu-sama and other people with much more money than me owns it.

Warnings: Shounen-ai/Yaoi.

Notes: Anything written in Italic are thoughts. Things /written this way/ are mental talk.

This fic can be read in my page, mediaminer.org and ff.net.

Prologue

Fujimiya Aya sat at the kitchen's table and sighed contently. He took a sip at his coffee and swallowed an aspirin, enjoying the quietness of the first minutes of the day, when there were no screams, no things being thrown around the house, no Omi bouncing on him (though that didn't bother him), no angry faces.

Just silence and calm. Their kitchen was heaven at that time.

He erased the smile from his face as he finished the coffee and a toast.

Then he looked at his watch and frowned.

Then he started the mental countdown. Five, four, three, two, one-

"KUDOU YOUJI!! Get you fucking lazy ass out of that bed!!" you couldn't call that knocking at the blonde's door, that was beating the poor piece of wood up. "KUDOU!! Get out of there or I swear I'll kick the door open and drag you into the Koneko by your nasty hair!! I sai-"

Now Kudou opens the door, Hidaka will scream because Youji's naked and just woke up, Kudou will scream at him for waking him up at this ungodly hour and Omi will try to make some peace, and of course, won't succeed. Kudou will go back into his room and will be dragged out of there by Hidaka, and they'll spend the morning shift glaring at each other and 'accidentally' kicking and punching each other whenever they get the occasion.

That had happened every single morning since Youji joined Weiss two years ago. Aya had joined the assassination group nearly a year ago, and Omi informed him about the mutual hate between their teammates, and that it had started the same day the playboy had met them, and it hadn't gotten better, no. It just became worse every day, and that hate nearly jeopardized more than one mission.

Omi decided to put them together to work at the flower shop, thinking that maybe that way they would learn to be near each other, but no way, they usually ended fighting and there was nothing Omi could do.

Talking about Omi, he had just entered the kitchen and given his lover a good morning kiss. "Aya-kun?"

"What's it Omi?" the redhead asked wrapping his arms around his small body loosely.

"I'm worried for Ken-kun and Youji-kun. If this situation doesn't change, I'm going to have to contact Kritiker and request that one of them is moved out of Weiss."

"Then do it." Aya said simply.

"But I can't do that! Ken-kun and Youji-kun are my friends!! And I don't want to lose any of them!"

Aya was going to say something, but the screams upstairs got louder and there were the sounds of a fight.

The two lovers hurried upstairs (Aya stopped on his bedroom to take his beloved katana) and found the other two rolling onto the floor, punching, slapping, kicking, kneeing, just trying to hurt the other in the biggest possible way.

Omi tried to make them pay him attention, but it had to be Aya who stopped them with his katana and a glare that let the two men frozen.

"You, two, kitchen, now."

"What the-" Youji complained.

"NOW." Aya ordered, giving him an angry look and making his order clearer as he touched his neck with the blade of the katana.

The two assassins went downstairs, insulting each other and giving more than one shove.

Once they were in the kitchen, Aya motioned them to sit down.

He continued glaring at them and held the katana up, the blade's tip pointing to them.

"Enough." He said. "We've have enough with you two. You're going to change your behaviour towards each other or die trying."

"Fuck you." Was all Ken said.

"Ken-kun! Youji-kun! Please do what Aya-kun says or I'll have to request that Kritiker moves one of you out of Weiss!!"

"Do it." Youji said arrogantly. "He's of no use for us anyway."

"No, he leaves!! I've been in here for a longer time!!"

"YOU are the one leaving!!"

"You!"

"You!"

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"You!"

"You!"

"URUSAI!!!" Aya snapped. Youji and Ken looked up at him in fear. He took a deep breath. "I'm fed up with you two." Now EVEN Omi was scared.

"Aya-kun…"

"Go upstairs and take the green box under my bed. Now." He said dangerously low.

Omi hurried upstairs while the other two shivered.

Two minutes later the leader of Weiss gave Aya the green box.

The redhead opened the box and took out a pair of handcuffs. They were connected by string made of some kind of hard plastic of about a meter long. Everybody gaped.

"A-Aya-kun? Why do you have those?"

He shrugged. "I was going to use them on you, but that will have to wait."

Omi blushed bright red and covered his face with his hands.

"What the hell does that mean?!" Youji stood up, looking down at him desafiantly.

"It means that until one of you kill the other or you two can stay around the other without starting the the WWIII, you'll be tied."

"You've gone crazy." Ken said darkly. "You can't be serious about this. I'm not going to be tied to this jerk!!"

"Who's the jerk?!"

"STOP THIS ALREADY!!!" Omi screamed, slapping both his friends. "I've had enough of this!"

He left the kitchen and went upstairs again, returning a few minutes later with a little black book and a soccer ball.

Youji and Ken gulped when they saw what Omi had on his hands. "Aya-kun's going to handcuff you to each other. If you complain or try to scape, or succeed on scaping, these two items will be destroyed. Understand me?"

"But chibi!! That's where I keep all the numbers of all the ladies I've met on the last years!!"

"OMI! That's the ball I got Ronaldo to sign on the World Cup!! It's my most precious treasure!!"

"Shut up you two." He hissed.

Aya took advantage of their state of shock and closed the handcuffs around Ken's right wrist and around Youji's left one.

"K'so!!" They both cursed.

"You're crazy!" Ken shouted. "How are we supposed to live like this?! I can't eat or get dressed (or undressed), I can't get into the shower, I can't-I cant I can't go out with him handcuffed to me!!"

"The sooner you get used to it, the sooner you'll stop acting like brats and we'll take them off."

"I'm not taking any more of this shit." Youji rose to his feet and stormed out of the room, dragging poor Ken with him.

Tsu zu ku…

*sighs* New fic… I've had this written on a notebook for more than a month and typed for some time, but I've decided to put it up today.

What do you think? Even if my other fics have more priority than this one, I'll try to upload soon if there's a good acceptation for it.

Next chapter, Youji and Ken have to start to get used to being tied and the consequences of it.

Remember to leave me comments with your opinions and all! Any suggestions and all are always gladly accepted.

Hasta luego!