Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Time of Your LIfe ❯ Today is the First Day of Your New Life ( Chapter 1 )

Author Note: Hey this is the second Weiss story I've ever written, so go easy on me! It's a little back in time- the plot deals with how Weiss was created, and really what happened to bring the boys together. I hope you like it! Please remember to review for me! I am Super nervous about posting this! *hides under bed* Any kinda feedback at *all* is welcomed!

By the way-this is MY take on things, so sorry if there is some background knowledge of Weiss I wasn't aware of. Feel free to let me know through emails and stuffo-but please don't flame me because of it. Hehe. Just go with the flow and I am sure you'll be entertained.

Chapter One

Today Is the First Day of Your New Life

DivineAngel

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I have a bad habit of bouncing my knee. I stop, shifting my legs so they're under my chair further, and glance up. The other two guys are still in front of me, nametags on their shirts like mine. They both seem nice enough. I shift again and the red head cocks an eyebrow at me.

"I am getting hungry." The blonde…Kudou breaks the ice and says something. Shifting in his own chair to turn around and look for someone. "Are they going to feed us?" He glances at me and I shrug. "So…Hi-da-Ka." I frown slightly at the emphasis on each syllable of my name. "Do you work?" I shake my head. I am only sixteen. I probably should work. That would keep me on the straighter path. Or well, take up my free time more, and that's really what got me into this mess. "Really. Don't work?" The guy is snorting at me, and I frown.

"Yeah I don't work." I've always had sort of a temper. "You? Do you work?"

"Yeah…well I used to."

"Really." I give him a dirty look, but he's practically laughing. "What'd you do?"

"I worked in a bakery."

"No." I throw him a curt grin. "What'd you do to wind up here?" The smile drops off his face with what I ask. I ask what he did to get pulled in by the cops. To get dubbed a youth vagrant…like me.

"We're all in the same boat here…Hi-da-Ka. Try to be pleasant will you?" I turn away slightly disgusted. "My name is Kudou."

"I can read." I snap at him as he points at his nametag.

"I know. I just wanted to make sure you could pronounce it." He smils at me, shifting down and slouching in his chair next to the red head.

"What about you?" I turn to him, my voice still annoyed. "Why are you here Fuji-Fujimiya." I make sure I say his name right as he turns to me. The stare he wears makes me tense; his eyes alone are an incredible feature. Hard as ice, but only firmed by the expression around them. The orbs inside the tight expression are soft and gentle. His eyes are amazing, to say the least, and they remind me the most of a Hawk. Scouting for its prey amongst the clouds, where you can't see it.

"Attempted murder." He answers and Kudou's head wipes to the side with a look of astonishment.

"Woooo and I am sitting next to you?" Kudou exclaimed while his lanky eighteen-year-old form gets up and drops next to me while I frowned. "No offense Fujimiya." Kudou continues. "But, I don't need to be here any longer than necessary."

"Non taken." The violet eyes squint at us both. Like we're foreign bugs it wants to kill and I get a chill up my spine. "Kudow."

"It's Kudou." The blonde sits up with a frown glaring at the violet eyes that almost smile. "Kudou." He says again, the guys obviously sensitive about his name or something.

"My mistake." Fujimiya turns away from us with a slight smile, and I am silent. The room we're in is rather blah. White walls, a fish tank, and the four chairs. It's a lobby. How I got inside it, is really a joke. I went out with some friends, we went to this party and apparently, it wasn't really a party. It was more a cover for some…drug something. I had a ton of questions thrown at me about it, but I don't know anything. I don't take drugs. Now I am in this program, for the next six months. Some type of correctional shit, but I don't need it. The only good I can see coming from it is, at least it will get me off the streets. My only thought when they drug me down here was, Man, at least they'll feed me.

We all look up as the door to the room opens; expecting to see the same frowning, stick in the mud, ass hole who led us in here. Instead it's just another kid. He looks real hesitant to come in before quickly doing so, and taking a seat across from us in the empty chair. His young, younger than I am anyway. Good, I didn't want to be the youngest in this charade. Kudou nudges me for a moment, nodding at the new guy as I look up, and I just shrug.

"Hey." Kudou speaks, and the boy looks up immediately. He's kind of small, thin and his clothes are loose. He's got a shade of brown hair that's lighter than mine, but brown non-the-less. Almost like warm honey when it's seeping into a crisp piece of toast. Yes that was it. If someone where to ask me, I would say his hair was a delicious shade of brown. Out of all of us, he looks the most tense, but that might just be because he just got here. I was pretty tense at first, but being as I've been sitting here for about two hours, I am just rather annoyed now. "Watch out…" Kudou grins out his warning with a playful smile, but serious tone. The guy is really something. "Fujimiya there is a murderer."

The violet eyes snap at us as Kudou grins and points to it and then to the widened blue eyes sitting there. "Let me see your name tag." Kudou straightens his shirt slightly, so the blue eyes can see the nametag that's covered in the slouch. "Tsuki-Tsuk.."

"Tsukiyono." It's almost a whisper, rather a nerved by all of us, and frankly the kid sticks out too.

"So…Tsukiyono." Kudou's obviously entertained though; he's got a new toy. "Why are you here?" The blue eyes just fall back to the floor and say nothing, and I get another nudge.

"Why don't you just shut up Kudou. He doesn't want to talk about it!" I frown immediately. "And stop touching me! It's getting really annoying! Your going to find yourself sitting on the floor." I growl at him as he turns to me, a little shocked but still happy. Bastard.

"You're hurting my feelings."

"Yeah pretty soon I am going to be hurting your face." I make a fist and he sticks his bottom lip at me. Who IS this guy!

"Let's be friends Hidaka." He gently takes my fist, and sticks his lip out further before sighing as I just grit my teeth and flare my eyes a little. I am gonna kill him. "Hey Manson, switch chairs with Hidaka. He's making an attempt to follow your occupation."

The red head looks really mad now. "What did you just say."

"Switch seats with me." Kudou stands up with a grin and Fujimiya's on his feet in a second. Punching the sly smile and watching it trip back into me.

"Get off!" I yell jumping up as the guy practically sits in my lap. I notice Tsukiyono's on his feet now too, but he is really just trying to avoid us.

"What's Your PROBLEM!" Kudou looks really pissed as he yells Fujimiya who's smiling slightly, but it's bitter. "Bastard, try it again and I'll really start something with you."

"Is that a challenge?" Fujimiya asked calmly.

"Is that a (snort) Is that a challenge." Kudou repeat turning to Tsukiyono who really can't get away from our fighting. I feel a little sorry for the kid. "Who is this guy huh?" Kudou asked slugging the thin shoulder slightly and the kid just looks at him. I watch Kudou shove past Fujimiya and take his seat. The red head just watches before calmly sitting down next to me as I sink back into mine. Tsukiyono is somehow already sitting by the time we're all quiet and bored again. My eyes watching Kudou bounce his foot. He's got really nice shoes. I don't think I've ever had shoes that expensive in my life. "What are you looking at Hidaka?" He asks me calmly after watching me stare for a good minute.

"Your shoes." I answer, I am too annoyed and tired to be anything but honest. I don't care what he thinks. "Must have cost a lot." I muse.

"I didn't buy them." The guy shrugs and I get a little annoyed. They did cost a lot and he knows it. If he says one thing to brag I'll kill him. I glance at Tsukiyono who's quiet, just sitting there like the rest of us. "I got…hauled in for being at some big drug exchange thing." I shrug and they all look at me as I suddenly reveal exactly why I am there.

"Is that so?" Kudou cocks an eye at me, but Fujimiya looks disgusted. "A druggie? You didn't look the type."

"I didn't say I was a druggie." I growl at his games, before shifting in my chair again. I need to calm down. "I went with a friend. We thought it was a party. Turned out to be another bullshit game." I frown, looking annoyed before locking my eyes with Tsukiyono when he looks up. He's got really nice eyes too, just like Fujimiya, only different. Instead the expression around them is tender and almost scared, and the orbs between are brilliant and large. Almost feminine, and if the rest of his face didn't clearly tell you he was a boy. You could have just slapped them on some girl, and they would have looked fine. "Why are you here?" I am asking Tsukiyono, but Kudou starts talking again.

"Prostitution." Fujimiya snorts. "You got something to say to that Fujimiya?" The violet eyes turn to the frown, but say nothing. "Anyway…it's not like I am a murderer." I watch Fujimiya's teeth grit but he says nothing.

"Your really a murderer?" We all turn to Tsukiyono being that it's the second time he's spoke. The first time of his own free will.

"Attempted." The voice growls at us, but the blue eyes look discouraged from talking again anytime soon with that tone.

"Why are you here than?" I speak.

The blue eyes look up at Kudou and me; Fujimiya doesn't make much eye contact. They seem hesitant, but almost feel as though they are required to share since we did. "Well I-" The door swings open, and we all jump slightly.

"Alright lets get going." The guy there steps back and motions for us to come. We all get up and obediently follow quietly. Except for Kudou who salutes the man and doesn't stop smiling. Bastard. "Alright." The guy opens another door for us down the hall, and we go in. Hesitating to a slower pace as we get a glimpse at what's inside. It looks like a doctors office, only a little bigger so we're not tight on room. The guy comes in with us and starts looking through the papers on the clipboard he carries. "Alright." He sighs again, and I'll probably die with surprise if he says something else. "Strip it down boys. Put your clothes on the chairs and don't worry they'll be returned to you." He says nodding a few times as he pulls a pen from his pocket, clicks it and starts writing, as though we weren't even there any more.

"Are you joking?" Fujimiya is the first to say something. I never would have put my money on that.

"Nope. Company policy, get it all off." The man repeats and Kudou shrugs and starts unbuttoning his shirt.

"But the door is still open!" I yell pointing at the gapping hole in the wall. The guy only looks at it and sighs again.

"Look. Can I trust your not going to steal anything, or start any brawls? Huh?" The guy looks exhausted with kids like us. "Cause I really don't want to be here. I don't want to *need* to be here got it? We work together on this, it goes over better for everyone. Now, clothes on the chairs, line up according to height." He leaves and shuts the door just in time for Kudou to toss his shirt at the chair. Damnt, that looked expensive too.

"I can't believe this." I growl pulling my shirt off over my head and tossing it to a chair as well. Kudou's practically done, Fujimiya hasn't said a thing and Tsukiyono is behind me so I don't know what he's doing. I stop when I finally get to my boxers and sigh.

"Say goodbye to them Hidaka." Kudou's grinning at me. Just standing there butt naked not a care in the world. Bastard. "They'll miss you too."

"Bite me!"

"Both of you shut up." Fujimiya shoves Kudou to the side with a glare for both of us. "If you two want an audience go out in the hall. Don't drag us into your childish games."

"Childish?" Kudou smiles as he turns to Fujimiya who's now fully undressed. I turn to Tsukiyono who's still wearing his boxers looking as sorry as I feel to be getting rid of them. "You don't mean that Fujimiya." Kudou gives the red head his bottom lip. "Besides." I slide off my boxers and toss them to the chair. "We already have an audience." Kudou says plainly. I know I am frowning confused, and it looks like Fujimiya's doing the same. I glance at Tsukiyono and he's blushing a red color, covering himself where he stands before glancing at Kudou with the statement.

"What are you talking about?" I sigh my words at the idiot, watching him just smirk a grin and point. "Jesus!" I jump and cover myself too, there's a goddamn camera in the wall! "What the hell is this!?" I yell at the lens while glancing around me. Fujimiya looks like he's trying to save a bit in modesty now, blushing slightly, but not as bad as I am. Kudou however, is still standing hands on his hips like he could care less.

"Sorry to bust your bubbles."

I am so mad! This is so violating, and only because I don't know who's behind the camera, or if it's recording! "Your a real class act Kudou." I growl at him and he laughs at our ignorance.

"Why thank you Hidaka." He grins running his fingers through his hair slightly before moving aside as Fujimiya walks over and stands next to him. "Hi Fujimiya."

"You two." The violet eyes glance at us. "Get in line." I nod immediately. Almost forgot, moving next to the red head and shifting slightly as Tsukiyono walks up next to me. "Now everyone shut up."

"Touchy." Kudou snorts.

"Shut up." Fujimiya spits. I suppress a smile at the monotone bark. Fujimiya's either got quite a sense of humor, or he's really just a moody bastard.

"Hey." I whisper to the blue eyes on my right. "Any idea why we're here?" The light head of hair shakes no while still looking down. Jumping with me as the door opens, and I throw my eyes to the floor to hide the raving blush as some woman just walks in followed by two doctors.

"Hi boys." She smiles at us, and Kudou's the only bastard who smiles back still modesty out the window, hands on his hips. "I have some news for you." She wait's a moment, almost getting annoyed because only one of us is making eye contact. "Boys!" We all look up immediately. "Your one of five youth correctional groups. As you know you have a six months sentence, but…the group that works the best together gets a special prize and will be let out at four." Yeah right, I smirk inside my head. With the way things are going, it sure as hell wouldn't be my group. "So keep that in mind." I tense up until I feel like a board as she smiles at us. Gently running her eyes down the line. Linking with our faces and then scanning down our bodies. "Not very shy are we." She smiles at Kudou who says nothing, and only cocks an eyebrow. "I have been watching you boys on video. I see you were not very pleased with the camera." She smiles pointing to the lens in the wall. "I find it humorous, you did not find the last one when you sat in the room for two hours, aside from you Tsukiyono." Tsukiyono only swallows hard when she addresses him. "So far I like what I see, and I hope that stays the result. Your in the lead so far." She turns to me when I snort skeptically. "Don't think so?"

"With all do respect Miss." I speak slowly. I don't want her getting all pissed at us. She really is a beautiful woman, but she gives you the impression that underneath her short skirt are balls of steel and if I am picking that up meeting her just now, I don't need to test my luck. Cause I can tell you, I don't normally get vibes from people it's just not my thing.

She has an amazing face when she turns to me directly. Her features are perfectly curved and basked with just the perfect amount of cosmetics to make her glow. Yet, her eyes not only size us up, but stare us down. Just starting a confrontation with her eyes is making me nervous. "But if you really were watching us…you would have seen us arguing." I say and she smiles slightly.

"I did. Your far too easy to sum up." She lets her catty eyes wonder back to Fujimiya. "Too quiet, too loud, too hot headed, and shy." She ran down us, stopping in front of each of us and remaining in front of Tsukiyono when she was done. "But polite." She glances back me. "Compassionate." She turned back to Tsukiyono. "Friendly." Kudou. "And loyal." Fujimiya. "Do you know what those components manifest?" She cocks an eyebrow at us as she starts back towards the door. "The leading group boys." She winks and Kudou's grin widens. "We'll be in touch." With that she left, and I sigh heavily, Tsukiyono's eyes falling right back to the floor.

"Your attention please boys." I turned to the doctor who steps in front of us. A mid thirties stereotypical doctor who is running down routine. "All your medical files are on record and up to par, so I don't need you. Just put your hands on your heads, try not to fall, and follow me."

I make a face instantly. Follow him? Without my clothes? I glance at Fujimiya but he's also frowning disgusted before following orders. Damnt! I rip my hands from in front of me and pushed them into my hair. "Mind your Business Kudou!" I snap, growling my words at the blonde whom just gives me an approving smile while looking over everything my hands have left exposed. "Turn around before I turn you around!" I yell, taking an aggressive step forward, but he simply blows me a kiss before turning around, and Fujimiya moves between us with a hard glare. I hate Kudou.

"Your not too bad off yourself Fujimiya." Kudou grins at the red head who ignores the comment. What kind of thing do you say to that Anyway! I can't believe Kudou isn't even abashed he's looking so openly! "Aww it's not so bad is it? Tsukiyono?" Kudou continues and I glance to my right where Tsukiyono is just in time to watch his face bead over with more color. The boy looks like he can't stand us looking at him at all, but won't even make eye contact with us to protest. His hands on his head shaking with the desperate desire to reach down and hide himself. I can relate to that, if I were him, I'd want to hide myself too. He is smaller and thinner than all of us in *every* area because he is the youngest. Not that I took my time looking and coming to a conclusion like Kudou, but it's not like I am blind to everyone else. Tsukiyono looks as though he's just starting puberty and that's a big difference between us and him.

"Turn around." Fujimiya suddenly barks while shoving Kudou slightly. Following the blonde out into the hall as I follow too. My eyes glancing around quickly. Thanking god no ones out here, and especially not any women. Especially not that really hot woman we just talked to either.

"Hurry up Kudou!" I yelled up to the blonde who is lazily taking his time following the doctor who gave us all the time we wanted to argue. That's probably supposed to be some sort of test, or punishment on its own. "Kudou!" I really yell at the guy when he suddenly stops and turns around to look at me. As though I had been calling his name, instead of wishing I could rip out his eyes.

"Sorry!" Tsukiyono walks flat into me before stumbling away blushing hard. That has to be one of the weirdest things I've ever felt, so I ignore it. Better to just get out of the hall now anyway.

"You bastard start moving." I growl at Kudou who's squinting at me now that I've cussed at him.

"Ask me nice Hidaka." He sounds remotely annoyed, but more humored over the control he has.

"Please." Fujimiya speaks before I can. Nudging Kudou to move and he complies. Bastard.

"Come on." I turn around to Tsukiyono who looks like he's having a hard time with this, especially after bumping into me. "Get ahead of me." I stop and shove him around me before quickly shoving my hands into my hair again. " You have to keep up with us. Or do you like streaking around in office buildings?" I am so stressed I almost laugh at my own joke, and he glances at me from over his shoulder. His nervous blue eyes almost twice their size, with just the slightest pinch of relief and gratitude he's no longer in the back. Not that I am thrilled having my ass exposed to the hall, but it shouldn't be the youngest. For some odd reason I am taking pity on this younger boy because he sticks out from us. He really just looks like he could use a friend. He seems to lack the confident, aggressive nature that makes us strong and competitive in comparison.

I followed the line into a room on my left when we finally reached the end of the hall. "Hello Boys." Inside its just another white room, nothing inside but a small table with two cardboard boxes on it, and the man talking to us. "I am Robert Brine. Mr. Brine, or Sir to you." The man says, and we're all back in line, hands on our head listening to Mr. Brine talk. Just looking at him we can all tell he's well built, and I mean *well* built. Like some sort of casual body builder, who could easily handle any of us in a second. He's wearing wind pants and a loose collared white shirt, and the man's skin is surprisingly well toned. His face on the other hand is soft, like one of those western men who have a firm thoughtful look planted on their features reflecting all their hard work and crop growing…but you know behind the fields is a big house, wife and bunch of kids and that's where all the soft laughter lines come from.

"Now." I tensed as the guy turns and reaches into the cardboard box, pulling out some clothes. I sigh relieved the instant I see them. "Get dressed. There's a pair of everything in there for you, your size. So watch what you take or your all going to look like a pair of fruit loops." Mr. Brine directed, and we all dig into the box. The mediums look like they'll fit me so I grab them and throw on the white briefs immediately. Next the loose white pants, wife beater and collared white shirt. The guy looked satisfied as he watches us all dress quickly and quietly. "Let me tell you right off the bat. In line." He orders, and we all step back into line loving the feeling of cotton on our skin. "Hands at your sides!" Mr. Brine barks, getting annoyed when Tsukiyono stumbles and shoves me slightly. He's really not that coordinated, and I have to shift to catch my balance while Kudou takes the opportunity and chaos to pinch Fujimiya who is still behaving like a moody bastard. I've narrowed it down now. "Let me tell you." Mr. Brine starts talking, tone like my stumble, and Kudou's pinch was the last straw. "I can kick your ass, any way, any where, any time, and there's nothing you can do about it." Mr. Brine spits, pointing at us as we all frown a little. Who likes hearing that? And to be honest, I know for myself I am not going to believe it until the guy tries it. Fujimiya and Kudou look just as defiant as me. "As of now, your all under my supervision!" Mr. Brine snaps. "There will be no more cameras! No more sitting on your asses for two hours doing nothing! You're going to learn a trade while you're with me, and your going to work as a team. If you don't your going to find I am not a very nice person. I am very strict…and thus so will be your punishment. Kudou, wipe that smile off your face." Mr. Brine snaps at Kudou and he tries to suppress his grin. He looks so ridiculous I can't help but smile. "Do I need to say something to you too Hidaka?" The smile falls off my face as I shake my head. Just having Mr. Brine spit my name in that hard, firm voice is enough to straighten me out for now. That is of course, until I find out what I am up against. Then depending on what it is, I have a whole mess of wise-ass tricks I can pull. "Good." Mr. Brine seems satisfied with my answer for now, and he turns and pulls a jar from the second cardboard box. "Now, there are five trades you can learn in this jar." We all look at the jar, and the small white pieces of paper inside it. To be honest it looks like a raffle. "They're all Great! So pick one Hidaka!" I freeze for a moment, totally caught off guard with the jar suddenly extended towards me before reaching in.

I look down at the small piece of paper I pulled out reading it myself. "A florist?" Kudou makes a face from where the guy has leaned over my shoulder to read it too.

"Shut up Kudou!" I snap at him with a hard frown.

"Put it back in the jar!" Mr. Brine snaps and I jump quickly shoving the paper back into the jar and standing in line. "A florist is an excellent choice. So guess what boys?" We're all dead silent. "We're going to get you a shop! We're going to get you some bedrooms. And your going to do what I say when I say it. It's going to go like this. One room, two bunk beds. If you behave, you can all have your own rooms. There's going to be one laundry room, one bathroom, one kitchen, and one living room. And I don't expect them to look like a God Damn Hell HOLE because I am going to be living there with you! Every day *everyone* will be up at five, and *everyone* will go to bed at ten." Mr. Brine stopped as we all made a face. "Think that's too early? Well you'll be begging for bed when I am done with you. Your going to learn how to be flower men, and your going to love every god damn second of it. Now, stay still and shut up while I bring this paper work where it needs to be." Mr. Brine point a strong finger at us glaring for a moment and leaving.

"Jesus Christ! What a monster!" Kudou exclaims, sighing heavily like part of the guy had been holding his breath the entire time..

"A florist?" Fujimiya turns to me on a dime.

"Yeah you just be lucky I didn't pick something worse Fujimiya, so get out of my face!" I snap shoving him a little. "If I could I would have, just to spite your ass." I sneer, stepping back to Tsukiyono, who seems like one of thee most desirable person since so far he hasn't been a jerk to anyone. "Can you believe this?" I sigh to him, leaning into the wall he's standing in front of. "Do you know *anything* about flowers?"

"Nothing." He answers, shaking his head and I watch every single strand of his delicious hair move with fascination. "It's not really such a bad choice though. It could have been worse." He pulls his eyes from the floor for just a moment and musters a smile for me.

I smile back. "Thanks. I try." His smile gets a little warmer, humored. "You have a really nice smile." I say, and the smile drops off his face instantly with a nervous expression. "You should use it more." I continue, shifting back a little so he doesn't get the wrong impression. His expression becomes more appreciative now. "To be honest, you seem like one of the nicest people here." His blue eyes brightened further. "My first name, is Ken." I extended my hand with a confident grin, watching his beautiful smile blossom to full capacity as he takes it.

"Mine is Omi." He smiles, and I am smiling too. Moving my fingers to feel how soft his skin is. I can tell he's so very different from me just by touching him. His hands have never done a single strenuous thing. He's like touching a new born child, and I can only imagine how I must feel like sandpaper to him. My god this boy is amazing.

"And mine!" We both jump at the loud declaration and open arms coming for us before we are smashed together in a hug. "Is Yohji!"

"Great!" I snarl, shoving out of the embrace quickly. "Then that will be the first word I tact to the phrase Fuck off!"

"Mmm Hidaka you bruise." Yohji gives me a playful hurt expression. Bastard. "Just look at Fujimiya's face. He's hurt." Yohji pouted and Fujimiya violet eyes squint at the grin that motioned towards its frown, but Tsukiyono smiles at the joke. "Besides I was pulling your leg." He laughs and I extend my hand to him, smiling while he shakes it and Tsukiyono does the same.

"Ken Hidaka." I introduce myself to Fujimiya as I extend my hand again, but this guy really doesn't seem to excited about meeting me. In fact, aside from the polite expression he musters while he shakes my hand and introduces himself back, his face is a rather firm glare.

"Aya Fujimiya." Even his voice is firm.

"Aya?" I chuckle repeating his name. "Isn't that a girls name?" He yanks his hand back instantly and Kudou suppresses a laugh.

"No." Fujimiya squints at me, his answer hard and monotone. Almost growling at me, and I nod just to appease the glare. Sorry I asked.

"I thought you were the polite one?" Tsukiyono suddenly speaks, smiling again. He really has a great smile, and his face looks so much better when he's using it. Still, a blush sweeps my cheeks a little. I could have sworn that was a girls name, but now I just feel dumb.

"Yeah well…I am also the blunt one." I muster shrugging, and he laughs a little. His laugh is bright and cheerful, but it doesn't do a thing to help my blush.

"ALRIGHT!" We all jump out of our skins and back into line the second Mr. Brine reenters the room. "Let's go." Mr. Brine declares turning right to us. The man's dark brown eyes and brown hair resting above the smug grin that grows over his face while he waits….and waits….and waits. "Well?" He finally asks, and we're all so dumbfounded. Honestly, I have no idea what's going on right now.

"Well what?" Kudou asks flashing a confused expression and shrug.

"You all say, Yes Sir." Mr. Brine instructs, as though we were blind to have missed this.

"Stick it." Fujimiya spit. He's obviously endured enough by the look in his violet eyes which tell Mr. Brine's smug face just where to put that phrase before he was slapped. My mouth fell open and Omi jumped next to me. Probably just as shocked as I am with the loud sharp sound, and really just the very idea.

There is a brief pause where Fujimiya is just motionless. Head to the side in shock, before registering what happened and shoving into Mr. Brine's face head on.

"Fuji! Easy!" Kudou grabs him, as Mr. Brine balls a fistful of Fujimiya shirt into his fist like an angry mobster.

"You got something to SAY!" Mr. Brine screams right into Fujimiya's face. "You got SOMETHING TO SAY! SAY IT! I DARE YOU! Go AHEAD! SAY IT!

"Stick it." Fujimiya spits the same monotone phrase, and Mr. Brine looked blown out of the water for a moment before the man's teeth grit.

"WEll Mr. Fuji-mi-YA. I guess you will be the first example of what will happen to all of you when you step out of line." Mr. Brine declares dropping Fujimiya's shirt and taking a step back to the table where he pulls a long stick from the cardboard box. "Turn around Mr. Fujimiya."

My heart is throbbing in my chest, and I don't think my eyes can get much wider. What the hell is going on!? Kudou looks just as shocked, and as soon as the stick appears Tsukiyono takes a few steps back afraid. I can't complain though, I backed up a little myself. This guy Mr. Brine just Slapped Fujimiya! "I said turn around." Mr. Brine repeats, and the phrase is ordered with the tension we can all feel growing in the air. It's getting heavier, and I can feel my heart picking up in my chest to battle it. Any second something's going to happen. Someone's going to make a move, we all know it. The tension in the air seems to be saturating everything until it's hanging from my forehead in little beads of sweat.

The move is made, and Mr. Brine snaps forward spinning Fujimiya around and shoving him into the wall while twisting his arm up behind his back to hold him still. I am shocked at the sight and the logic that somehow this is being allowed to happen. We're in the Police Station for crying outloud! Still, I almost jump out of my skin when Mr. Brine starts yelling. "WHEN I TELL YOU TO TURN ARoUND! YOU GOD DAMN TURN AROUND! YOU BOYS WILL LEARN FAST! WHAT I SAY GOES! IF YOU WANT TO STICK SOMETHING, YOU'LL FELL IT!" I jump when the stick Mr. Brine's holding cracks against Fujimiya's ass. I never for the life of me thought I'd see corporal punishment so close. Or happening to someone else. Sure once in a while when I was younger my mom would give me one or two, but real soft. This was insane! I can feel myself starting to freak out, and I glance at Kudou to see what he's thinking but he's just starting to look pissed. "HUH!? WANT TO STICK THIS!?" (Crack, Crack, Crack)

"That's ENOUGH!" Kudou shots forward, jumping Mr. Brine from behind, and as soon as Mr. Brine's hands are off Fujimiya spins around too. "You hit him already!" Kudou yells, backing up now that Fujimiya's back up and Mr. Brine's off him.

"Well." Mr. Brine turns a slow glare to both Fujimiya and Kudou. "Now you'll *both* get some." The man states before snapping at Tsukiyono and me, and my breath hitches in my throat. "You two stay put, unless you want to feel this too." Mr. Brine orders, pointing the stick at us.

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"Are you watching this?" The man askes, and she nodded, watching the monitor and the yelling. Fujimiya and Kudou both braced ready to fight, while Hidaka and Tsukiyono looked afraid and more ready to run.

"See how they're splitting like this." She pointed to the monitor. "Sir. The younger two together, the older two together." He nods at her side, watching Hidaka start yelling something and then there is more fighting. All but Tsukiyono in on it, before the thin boy yells something when the stick made a crack at Hidaka and joins in. Suddenly, one argument had blossomed into a noisy, chaotic brawl. "They're perfect." She smiles, watching the monitor. Four boys yelling and fighting, against each other and against Mr. Brine; but joined in more ways then they knew "Absolutely perfect."

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"Mar ch boys! Don't be shy!" Mr. Brine called out and I grit my teeth, hurrying through the hall bare again. My hands in my hair, and hating this. God damnt, I am so embarrassed. "Your all just lucky we're on a time schedule here or all your little butts would have been red." Mr. Brine laughs and I can't fight the blush that makes it to my cheeks as we hurry past the secretary and stop by the main doors in the lobby. Of course, these are the back main doors where employees and such go in and out. No real civilians are allowed, but that doesn't make it any better. "Now, there are laws around here about indecent exposure." Mr. Brine sighs, strolling up to stand in front of us and grinning humored at how we look. I am glaring back at the guy with Kudou, but Tsukiyono's eyes are still on the floor. The boy hasn't looked up since he was forced to hand his clothes back over. Fujimiya just looks lost in thought. "So! I guess I have to give you something to wear." Mr. Brine states, and I am motionless as he tosses a pair of underwear at me. That's all? I think, really I am getting disgusted just being here. "But that's the only reason I am giving it to you. Be thankful you live in this country boys!" Mr. Brine laughs, twirling his hand in a short circle and we start getting dressed immediately. Everyone seems as anxious as I am to have even the smallest bit of cotton back on their bodies.

As soon as we're done, we march outside in our briefs and into the waiting white van.

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Filing out of the van one by one with clothes, we all looked up at the building in front of us. It has a sold sign in the window and really that's about it. Nothing really spectacular. Just double doors, some big windows…kinda blah, but then again who am I to comment.

"Congratulations boys!" Mr. Brine exclaims walking over to us and motioning towards the building when we all look clueless. "You have a nice location, and a big window for all those pretty flowers. This will be your building Now, get your things." Mr. Brine explains, and we all start to the trunk pulling out the things that have been issued to us with the order.

We follow Mr. Brine inside, and I am frowning at the downstairs. It's completely empty and all white. It's not like I have any furniture, and from the looks over everyone else's bags, none us have furniture. I can't imagine what they think we're going to do without some but…I am really a little nervous that they might make us live here with nothing but our clothes and what little they gave us. Some type of punishment most likely. Mr. Brine leads us upstairs and shows us the bathroom and five bedrooms. Three of which were empty, with one for Mr. Brine, and one for us. A bunk bed on either wall, one closet, two dressers, and that was it. "Start unpacking. You've all got lots to learn! You find everything you need inside this room, not the others. So remember that and get to it!" Mr. Brine exclaimed walking out and smacking my ass on the way. I am not blushing, because it really wasn't that type of slap but…I sure as hell jumped when he did it. When I turn around from where I watched Mr. Brine leave, Kudou staring at me with a confused, but slightly humored grin. He makes me smile as well, at least I can laugh at this I tell myself. Tsukiyono on the other hand seems a little wide eyed with the thought it might have its ass slapped or something. The kid makes me smile wider, I am almost laughing at his expression.

"Don't think I like him." He mustered through my growing smile.

"What's to like." Fujimiya spits. The guy is a moody bastard, I am sure of it now.

"Well I get the top." Kudou sighs swinging his duffle bag on top of one of the bunks.

"Me too." I state, starting for the other bunk before stopping as Fujimiya grabs my arm.

"Older of us gets the top Hidaka." There is a slight smile on the guy's lips as he walks by me and throws his stuff up to the bunk. I sigh sinking into the bottom one under it and unzip my bag. All of ours are identical, and aside from the clothes inside, all the things we have been issued looks identical too. This is almost like being in prison. "Take the two bottom drawers on this dresser Hidaka." Fujimiya says pointing to the dresser closest to our bunk. It has four drawers like the second one in the room which Fujimiya points to next. "Kudou, you take the top two on that one, and Tsukiyono bottom two." Fujimiya directs and Kudou is quiet for a moment before nodding. "Has anyone other than me concluded this is a test?" Fujimiya finally asks.

"I have." I speak up immediately and Kudou and Tsukiyono nod. "Everything feels like a god damn test."

"With harsh punishment." Kudou adds frowning. "Look at what that stick did to me." I grimace as he lifts his sleeve a little and the red welt on his upper arm is visible. "Stings like a bitch. Are you both ok?"

I am quiet for a moment, taken back he ever bothered to ask. Why should Kudou even care? But Fujimiya nods before looking to me also. Geez, they're both asking and it almost feels weird to have to answer a question like that. No ones really asked me if I was already since I was little, and then it was only my mother.

"Yeah I am ok, it didn't really hit me." I say shrugging.

"Well there is no need to ask Tsukiyono." Kudou chuckles, but Tsukiyono's eyes fall to the floor instantly ashamed. Kudou's comment wasn't harsh, in fact it looks to me like some type of joke because the guys eyes seem soft and understanding. I guess Tsukiyono doesn't see it that way, or maybe he just doesn't have a sense of humor.

"Lay off him." I say. "Your lucky I made a move to save your sorry asses." I laugh.

"Save?" It's a joint question from Fujimiya and Kudou.

"Yeah." I say coking a grin and pulling some clothes from my bag while I watch Kudou with his. God the guy has nice clothes. He catches me staring when he looks up and I quickly avert my eyes. I didn't mean to stare, I've just never had clothes that nice. In fact, I've never really been near clothes that nice.

Kudou stopped messing with his clothes even after I looked away. I could feel his eyes on me and tried to ignore them until he spoke. "Here." He said getting up and extending a dark green shirt. "Call it a thank you present."

"No thanks." I say, shaking my head and starting towards my dresser with my own very average clothes.

"Hidaka." Kudou grabs my arm and I stop. "Then call it a gift." he smiles, shoving the shirt into my hands and taking a step back quickly so I can't shove it back. Wise ass, that's exactly what I was going to do. "Now, if you give it away your going to hurt my feelings, *and* be a rude gift receiver." he says winking with a smile.

"Thanks." I say, taking a better look at the shirt. God it's *SO* expensive. Some type of Italian design and thread, imported too. "Hey Tsukiyono." I call over to the kid and he looks up at me from where he's stocking his drawers. "Catch." I say tossing a dark blue shirt over to him. He fails to catch it, and then with a blush scrambles to pick it up before glancing up at me once he's looked over it.

"I couldn't take this." He says extending it back.

"Mine as well, I'll just throw it out." I shrug. "I can't fit in it anymore." Tsukiyono makes a face with my reason, a little insulted. "Not that it's small." I quickly add, but he doesn't look fooled. Oh well, I feel a little bad for spitting that out so quickly but, not that bad because he is rather small. So I just throw him a grin, and smile at him until his expression lightens.

"Thank you." He finally answers, looking a little bit better about taking the shirt, which he crams in his drawer.

"Anytime." I cluck my tongue and snap my fingers into a gun that point at him. Some time I am just a dork.

"Oh god." Kudou throws his pillow at me instantly. "Hidaka get out if your going to do things like that." He laughs, and so do I. I can only imagine how retarded I look. Kudou seems just as humored I am. Lazily lounging on his bed while grinning at me.

"Hey!" We all turn towards the bark in the door. "You boys don't seriously think I am going to let you all just lay around now do you?" Mr. Brine asks, humored with our lounging and we all groan. Filing out of the room, down the stairs, and out front of the building where a big white truck had suddenly arrived. "Now, today is Saturday. You have only so much time to prepare, and then your open for business." Mr. Brine informs before grinning at our astonished faces.

"Are you crazy!?" I yell, before instantly realize I've just yelled at man. Mr. Brine slowly turns to me cocking an eyebrow. "WE don't know a thing about flowers!" I continue, but I drop my volume a little.

"Or shops!" Kudou adds, but he doesn't seem to worry about our volume.

"Well that's why you're going to learn." Mr. Brine nodded, taking a step to the back of the truck and swinging it open. "Now, I want all this. In there." We all look at eth stuff poled from truck floor to truck bottom before towards our building as Mr. Brine points. "In fives hours."

"WHAT!?" I yell again, accidentally of course.

"Mr. Hidaka." Mr. Brine turns to me and I swallow. "We seem to have a problem understanding…when and when not to talk. So I am going to make this simple for you, and give you a warning. I don't like being screamed at. So if you're not spoken to, please keep your comments under control." Mr. Brine looks a little annoyed, but really his voice is calm like he wants me to understand. Man that puts me on edge. Tsukiyono nudges me to act better from where he stands at my side, and really that's a surprise too. Why should he care if I get in trouble? "Do we have an understanding?"

"Yes sir." I nod, and Mr. Brine grins.

"Quick learner. I like those." Mr. Brine states, staring at me for a moment before glancing at Kudou and Fujimiya for a moment and leaving. Walking back into the shop doors, which is under the empty five rooms on the second floor where they just were. "Five hours boys!" Mr. Brine called back.

All of us watch him go before I sigh. "Good going Hidaka." Kudou snaps giving me a look.

"Bite me Kudou." I snap back.

"Shut up everyone." Fuijimiya turns to us. "Listen. Since Kudou and I seem to be the strongest, we will unload."

"What?" I snap making a face. Who is saying I am not strong. I'll have you know I am very strong for my age. Comes from living on the streets, but its an advantage non-the-less.

"Hidaka you and Tsukiyono get the stuff inside." Kudou adds ignoring his outburst.

"So you're just going to get the stuff off the truck?" I ask and they both nod. "And then *we* have to carry it all the way in?" They nod in unison again. "That's bullshit."

"Hey I don't see you lifting Hidaka!" Kudou snaps at me and I shove him when he steps up to me. "So why don't you quit whining!"

"Well I would if you would distribute the work!" I yell

From upstairs, Mr. Brine watched out the window. Squinting down to the yelling as Hidaka and Kudou started fighting while Fuijimiya and Tsukiyono tried to break them up. He sighed heavily; it was going to be a long road, if they weren't fast learners.

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"AhH!" I quickly bit my bottom lip after the yell escapes me. He had never really been hit in his life, but this was some sort of exaggeration. Kudou jerks slightly next to me, and I know the blonde has just been slapped with the leather long…paddle thing. "Ah!" I chocked again as it hits me. The way it slaps at my skin stings and bites all the way to the second blow.

I squint my eyes and glare at the wall in front of me. I have my hands up against it next to Kudou who's in the same position as myself. Standing about two and a half feet from the wall, arms extended forward palms against it. "Mm." I hear the blonde grunt a sound with an especially hard blow, and I hold my tongue through the next one. (Slap) "Ahh."

(Slap) "Ahh!"

"Alright." Mr. Brine lets us know we're done and I let out a heavy sigh and bit my lip as I stand up a little straighter. "You're both done. Get back outside. Don't think just because you were interrupted you get more time." Mr. Brine informs and I cringe as I struggle to pull my pants and briefs back over my blushing skin. Kudou's face is just as tight as mine as we start for the door and back outside to the setting sun where Fujimiya and Tsukiyono are still working to unload the truck.

"What happened?" Fujimiya instantly asks, frowning the second he catches a glimpse of they're cringing expression. Walking stings like a bitch! Every time my jeans touch it stung! I can just see it now, my entire ass must be so red from the ten burning belts.

"I don't want to talk about it." I snap turning from Tsukiyono's concerned expression and inquiring blue eyes that slowly stand up as we walk over.

"That guys a real maniac." Kudou sneers a whisper to Fujimiya while glancing back to the building to make sure Mr. Brine isn't anywhere in sight. "Look what he did to me." I turn away as Kudou walks into the half empty truck and lowers the back of his pants slightly.

"He hit you?" Fujimiya's eyes snap up the instant it catches the red skin, and Kudou nods. Tsukiyono's jaw mine as well have been on the floor.

"He hit you Hidaka?" Tsukiyono turns to me now, and I have to nod. I just can't lie to such a face. "No way!" Tsukiyono looks upset, shaking his head with his exclamation. "I can't do this. I can't have…I don't want to be hit!"

"Tsukiyono." Fujimiya grabs his shoulders as the kid backs up a little..

"He has a name Fujimiya." Kudou snaps. "It's a..O..O…" Kudou started fumbling snapping his fingers like the name is on the tip of his tongue.

"Omi." I add in, stating the kids name.

"I don't want to be hit! Please!" Tsukiyono yells shoving at Fujimiya's chest to get away before I grab it and yank it from the guys grip.

"I say from now on, we call each other by our first names." I state. "Forget what they said, or told us. We're in this together, and I have a first name. It's Ken." I say firmly, nodding while I hang onto Tsukiyono who's looking at the ground. I nudge him once and he mumbles his name.

"Omi."

"Yohji."

"Aya."

"Ok." I nod again. "Then right now, before anything else I suggest we keep unloading this truck." I give them a slow nod and wide-eye important look, and Aya gets the idea. I don't have to tell Yohji though, the guy looks just as red as I do under my pants. "Omi why don't you just sit down for a minute." I turn to the gentle blue eyes that are steering clear from my eye contact, and the boy shakes his head.

"No. I have to help you. I don't want us in anymore trouble…Ken." He nods; picking up a box and standing still while I pile a few more on top before he starts for the store. Fuji-Aya and Yohji are still unloading.

"Someone's going to half to keep an eye on him." Yohji says and I nod as we all watch Omi walk back to the store carrying the heavy boxes. He suddenly trips and we all gasp, before breathing heavy sighs as he quickly regains his balance and continues. "He's not very coordinated is he." Yohji sighs shaking his head, and I snort.

"Very observant though." Aya adds. "You stick with him Yohji."

"I have to unload." Yohji says making a face and motioning to the rest of the crap that's yet to be out of the truck.

"I'll keep an eye on him." I sigh at his statement and both Aya and Yohji turn to me. Funny, for being younger than them, I am not that much shorter. Aya's seventeen, and Yohji's eighteen, but I would *like* to be taller. At least I am not as short as Omi. "We'll be ok. If we work together."

"Easy as pie right?" Yohji sends us both a grin and eyebrow wiggle that makes us smile before we get back to work.

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"Aaaaa." I groan, cringing while I shift my shoulders and rotate my right one a few times. My shoulders feel like they're made of lead.

"COME ON KEN!" Yohji screams through the bathroom door and I growl. That's the third time he's yelled at me.

"Don't you have something else you can do besides hound me!" I yell back, sending the door a dirty look.

"No!" He snaps back and I rip the door open and stomp past his satisfied expression and smile. Walking back into our room I collapse right onto my bottom bunk with a loud moan. Turning my head a little so I won't be completely face down I open my eyes and smirk at Omi. He looks like he collapses just like I did, stomach down on his bed, sprawled out like he'd just journeyed through Jerusalem on foot. Deep asleep, fully clothed with his mouth open; I can't help but smile.

"Thank you Ken." Yohji says strolling back in and I look up at him and frown.

"Your such an ass hole you know that?" I growl and he shrugs climbing up to his bunk while wearing the dark blue robe we've all been given. They were nice too; comfy and everything. I should know, I am wearing mine now. Right over my wife beater and briefs which is what we were told we could wear to bed. It's either this, or this with an optional t-shirt. Some choice. "Someone wake him up." I yawn rolling over and abandoning the sight of Omi behind me.

"Do it Kudou, he's on your bunk." Aya states from above me and I hear Yohji growl before leaning over and swinging its pillow down into Omi's thin form that bolts up.

"Hey! Rise and shine hunny!" Yohji laughs.

"Stop it." Omi shoves the pillow away while quickly sitting up half asleep and drawing its legs to its chest.

"Omi." Aya calls it, and the boy looks up, almost obediently so. "Get ready for bed, so we can all get to sleep please." Aya states calmly, but the guy is indirectly ordering this be done. None of us are allowed to sleep until all of us are here, wearing what we're supposed to, and in bed.

"Hurrrry up Ooomi!" Yohji groans as the boy gets up and walks over to its dresser before quickly leaving the room with its clothes in arm. I watch before ditching my robe to the floor and crawling under the sheets. God this bed is comfortable.

"Hey these beds aren't bad." I smile speaking upward and I hear Aya grunt a -Yes- from its bed. He sounds tired like I am, and I am more than eager to just go to sleep. Goodness knows I've done enough today. I let me eyes shut, and my aching body relax. I am so tired from all the moving, carrying, lifting, stacking, shoving, and…my punishment, which still stings lightly. I want sleep. I can feel it coming. Washing over me in gentle waves that are slowly guiding me down to a blackened abyss with soft feminine hands. I feel the last shred of my conscious me give out before-

"TsukiYONOOO!" I almost have a heart attack when Yohji suddenly screams. "I am goooing to come drag you OUT OF THAt BATHROOM! If you DON'T! COME! GET. IN! BED. NOOOOOW!" Yohji yells, rubbing its face like it was going to die if it wasn't allowed sleep this instant.

"Hahah." I laugh at the sight, and the yelling and Yohji looks over at me. Irritated at first before laughing as well. Omi comes walking in, climbing into bed robe and all and throwing me and my laughter a dirty look before rolling over. "I wasn't laughing at you." I offer an apology but I don't get a response other than Aya's -shut up- that wants sleep.

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^-^ Wooo How was that! First chapter ok?! Don't worry more plot develops in the next chapter or so and Hey please remember to review! I'll have another chapter up for you soon. But the more review I receive the more encouraged I am to post! Here's a promise-if I get at fifteen review in four days, I'll post the next chapter up on the forth day! Hehe! Thanks again! JA!

Disclaimer: *sniffles* Weiss isn't mine (stands guiltily before locked closet door where several shouts are heard from the weiss boys locked inside) *sniff sniff* Really…*sniff* I don't own them.