Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Time of Your LIfe ❯ Just Another Manic Monday ( Chapter 2 )

Chapter 2

Just Another Manic Monday

DivineAngel

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"GET UP!"

Ken bolted up like there was a fire. Jumping out of his skin as all the comfort of sleep ripped itself from him and left him startled with only his sleepy eye umbilical cord as proof. "I said FIVE Boys! UP! UP so we can see the Sun rise! UP!" the blankets were torn off him and he scrambled up Hugging his arms to him with the sudden temperature change and glancing around for his robe.

"Thanks." He muttered as Fuji-Aya gave it to him. "Aya." The red head nodded.

"COME ON KUDOU!" Mr. Brine screamed at the lazy blonde whom slowly crawled out of bed and slumped against the bed bunk post. "Every morning! What DO we waaant tooo DOOO!?" Mr. Brine clasped his hands enthusiastically watching them all stand there, half asleep. "Brush our teeth! Shower! And Change! Every mourning!" Mr. Brine answered for them, and he jumped when the man pushed into his face to wake him up, before swinging to Tsukiyono whom jumped also. "What are you cowering At Tsukiyono!? You first! BATHROOM NOW!" He watched the thin figure rush from the room as he started scratching his head with a yawn. "Absent minded boy, forgot extra clothes." Mr. Brine muttered to himself staring at the doorway before turning to him. HIDAKA!" He jumped straightening up. "STOP STANDING THERE LIKE A CUDDLY LITTLE SLEEPING BEAR AND BRING THAT BOY SOME CLOTHES!" He jumped scrambling to the other dresser and opening one of the bottom drawers. "UNless you want to have me march him from the bathroom without any, I suggest you Help out YOUR FRIEND!" He grabbed stuff, he didn't know what, and left the room.

Knocking on the bathroom door before twisting the handle. "Hold ON!" He jumped at the yell from inside before it opened slightly and a blue eye peered out at him.

"Sorry, it wasn't locked so I…"

"It doesn't have a lock." Omi muttered. He frowned at the answer, before offering the clothes forward. "Here you forgot these." The door opened immediately.

"Thank you." The words held a world of gratitude beneath them. Omi had apparently been panicked about what to do about the clothes he forgot.

"Anytime." He shrugged. "You going to be ok?" He slapped his hand onto the lighter shoulder and Omi smiled and nod before quickly shutting the door in his face.

"What ARE YOU DOING OUT THERE HIDAKA!" He jumped as Mr. Brine poked out of the bedroom door and frowned at him.

"Uh..bringing him his clothes!…Like you said!…Sir?" The man almost smiled at him for a moment.

"What do I have to do. Tack A STICKY NOTE TO YOUR HEAD! Get your clothes and GET IN THERE WITH HIM! You think I have all day for you to patiently wait in line for ONE BATHROOM! YOU ONLY HAVE TEN MINUTES HIDAKA! IT'S GOING DOWN THE DRAIN!" He jumped as he rushed past Mr. Brine and grabbed his extra clothes before hurrying into the bathroom.

"Hello!?" He heard the almost panicked call from behind the shower curtain.

"Omi it's me."

"Ken!? What are you doing!? Can you wait outside please!" Omi called to him, voice still as paniced and he moved towards the door to leave before stopping.

"I can't! He says we have to go two at a time! That he can't wait alll daaay for us to shoooowweeeer. Like it would kill him." He growled but no answer came back to him. "Omi? Did you hear me? We each get five minutes." He said again.

"I h-heard you." He was quiet for a minute before realizing he didn't have any of his bathroom stuff in here.

"Omi I have to go get my toothbrush and stuff, get out while I am gone." He left the bathroom and went back to the bedroom where Aya and Yohji were waiting.

"Well that was quick Hidaka." Yohji threw him a grin before realizing his hair wasn't even wet and the guy frowned.

He went to his top dresser drawer and grabbed the small white tin they had given him, before going to Omi's and grabbing the one he had forgotten. "Omi?" He opened the bathroom door slowly before frowning at the boy's absence though the water hand turned off.

"There aren't any towels…What should I do?" Omi called from behind the curtain.

"Ummm…" he glanced around, opening the cabinets and drawers, they were all empty. "Hold on I'll ask." He opened the door a tad. "Mr. Brine!?" He called into the hall. "There aren't any towels in the bathroom!" He waited for a response before walking into the hall and towards the bedroom. "Guys where is Mr. Brine?" He watched Aya and Yohji look up from where they were having a arm wrestling contest on the floor.

"Bug off Ken." Yohji gave him a side glance. "If I see that man again it will be…too soon." He frowned at the reply before jumping at the -NO TOWELS!?- He heard the man bark from the bathroom.

He shot back into the hall and to the open doorway. "ARE YOU MISSING TOWELS!?" He cringed when he caught sight of Mr. Brine barking into Omi's thin face of cringing blue eyes whom had the shower curtain back on him. "Well WHERE IS YOUR TOWEL HUH!?" He jumped back as Mr. Brine grabbed Omi by the ear and drug him from the bathroom. "COME ON LET'S SEE IF WE CAN FIND IT!" Mr. Brine yelled, though not that unkindly as he drug the whining, wet and naked figure down the hall to the bedroom and stopped in front of his bunk bed. "Do you know where your towel is Mr. Tsukiyono?" Mr. Brine asked and Omi shook his head which was tilted to the side quickly. His eyes tightly closed with the deepest blush any of them had ever seen where he stood.

He glanced at Yohji and Aya, but they shrugged. None of them had any idea where the towels were. "Does Anyone KNOW where their TOWELS are!?" Mr. Brine asked, tone astonished and a bit annoyed, and they all shook their heads quickly. Mr. Brine dropped Omi's ear and the boy took a step away and cupped his hands between his legs shaking embarrassed. "Well gee. I guess no one listened to the lecture I gave earlier. Towels aaaarrreee….." There was a pause waiting for one of them to offer the answer. "…Under yoUR mattrESSES!" Mr. Brine frowned at them all before turning to Omi. "Now! Mr. Tsukiyono! Where is your towel!?"

"H-Here!" The boy jerked before shakily reaching under his mattress with amazing speed and whipping one out. Omi offered it to Mr. Brine's calm but constantly so loud face. "Sir!"

"Well don't give it to me. You want it or not!?" The man almost smiled again.

"Yes sir please." Omi whimpered.

"Then Put IT ON!" He watched Omi jump at the scream and quickly wrap his towel around himself eyes on the floor shaking. "HIDAKA!" He jumped straightening up again. "You missed your shower!" Mr. Brine point to his watch. "FUJIMIYA AND KUDOU YOUR UP NEXT! TEN MINUTES! Hidaka hands against the wall and turn around."

"WHAT!" He frowned his yell. "It's nOT my fault we didn't know where the Towels were!" He yelled. "ANd you shouldn't have barged in on him!" He shot pointing to Omi whom had quietly sat on the edge of his bed staring down and maybe crying. "He looks terrible! You probably ruined his day!"

"Oh." Mr. Brine immediately nodded to mock his comment. "Probably ruined his day." The man repeat and he couldn't help but think what a loss it was Aya and Yohji had already left, damnt! He would have gotten lots of help with that argument. "Because you insist on arguing with Me Hidaka. Your FIVE has just doubled to TEN! Do you want to try for FIFTEEN!?"

He growled turning around and shoving his briefs down under his cheeks before slamming his hands onto the wall with all the anger he could put into it. (Crack!) it was the stick. (Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!) "Ahh." (Crack!) "AHH!" He yelled with that one, it was hard and hit just where the other one was. His skin was starting to burn now, blushing all over in thin little lines. He could feel his heart beat booming inside him as it came gain. (Crack!) The humiliation of getting his ass beat when he was sixteen. (Crack!) and having to bare it too. (Crack!) "OW!" He yelled again, before biting his lip.

"Last one. And it better be quiet." (CRACK!) He made no noise, but his lip bled a little when he bit it. "Good. You get a fifteen minute break from protocol Mr. Hidaka." Mr. Brine sighed before leaving the room.

"KEN!" he turned around slowly with Omi's yell. Cringing he pulled his briefs up slowly, and opened his eyes to the boy. "I Am So SORRY!" Omi's blue eyes were filled with tears, shaken with what had just happened.

"It's (cringe) Ok." He shift slightly as Omi came right up to him, as though he wanted to do more, but couldn't think of what to do.

"I am so sooory Ken. I-I aaa I should have listened better, I am sorry. I am sorry. You can have anything you want that I have. I am sorry!" He touched Omi's thin shoulder, watching him sniffle back some of his tears.

"Hey Kudou and I got worse than this yesterday." He shrugged. "It's not so bad." He lied, and Omi didn't look convinced, and he knew his face didn't look convincing.

Both of them looking up as Yohji came back whistling. "What." Yohji spit stopping dead at their expression before frowning. "Again!" He shrugged slightly, shifting as Yohji grabbed his arm to convey sympathy and anger this happened. "How many times?"

"Ten." He shrugged again. " It's not so bad."

"NOt so BAD!" Yohji yelled when he shifted his briefs down and Omi gasped.

"Ken I am so SORRY!" Omi apologized again and Yohji turned to the boy accusingly in a second. "I-I-I" Omi's eyes widened with the look and he started stuttering.

"It wasn't his fault." He quickly spoke up. "I mouthed off." He muttered and Yohji grunt and drop his glare because the guy believed him. "He says I get a fifteen minute break, but I think he can shove that up his ass." He frowned, pulling his jeans from his dresser and slowly sliding them on. Cringing as they connected to the skin he'd rather cool with water, or just let air. "I am going to stick it to that bastard and just go downstairs like it didn't happen."

"That's the spirit KenKen."

He stopped. "KenKen?" He gave Yohji a look, watching the green eyes smile and just continue getting dressed before shoving Omi. Hoping to break the detached look on his face, and get the boy moving. "Hurry up. When Aya gets back, we'll all go downstairs, and stick it to that bastard." Yohji threw him a wink and he smiled.

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"COOKING! LET"S GO! DO YOU BOYS WANT TO EAT!? DO YOU!?" The man was yelling at them again as they ripped open the boxes they had unloaded from the truck and left in the kitchen. "COME ON! WITH PACKING YOU GOT A HALF AN HOUR! IT'S A GREAT DAY TO BE ALIVE BOYS! LET'S MAKE EVERY SECOND COUNT!" He saw an approving grin come at him from Mr. Brine when he came down with the others. Fifteen minute break his ass. He began ripping boxes open and learning what was inside like the rest of them.

"Tsukiyono." Aya shoved a box at Omi. "Put all these dishes away and step on it." Aya ordered. Omi struggled to pick up the heavy thing but took it to the counter right away. "And DON'T Break Any!"

"Back off here men." Yohji shoved him aside as he ripped plastic off the stove. "Now you can all watch and taste the magic of Kudou, when I pour myself into the best omelet and coffee you've ever had!"

Ken's POV ^_^

"Yeah well hurry it up! Mr. Wonderful." I give the guy a grin as I find the cooler on the floor and start unloading stuff into the fridge. So far Fujimiya's still unpacking stuff into the cabinets and adjusting the plumbing under the sink so it works.

"I need eggs Hidaka!" I glance at Yohji's yell who catches a mug from rolling off the counter and hands it back to Omi with a kiss into the air before smiling over to me.

"I don't see-got them." I hand him a carton, putting some gallons of milk onto the fridge shelves. Fujimiya's at my side now. Unloading as well, and whatever Kudou's making smells really good. "Ok!" I grin standing up with three types of coffee and two packages of tea. "Who's having coffee and who's having tea?"

"Omi's having tea." Aya takes the tea box from me and tosses it to Omi who's still on the counter. The boy fumbles to catch it but does. "I am having this." Aya tapes one of the French Vanilla boxes in my hand. "It's good."

"Thanks." I nod, realizing Aya's recommending it to me. He's being nice. "I'll have some of that too. Kudou French Vanilla, Hazel nut cream or, Mourning passions…wait." I silence Kudou when he turns to me. "I'll just make you Mourning Passions."

"Why thank you Ken." A spatula is pointed at me as I sit the stuff down on the counter and start hunting for everything else I'll need. "Where's the coffee maker?" I finally just give up and ask.

"Good question." Yohji mutters, and I glance at Omi who sitting on the counter next to me, popping the bubble paper the dishes were wrapped in. "We need garbage cans too." Kudou continues and I grin playfully shoving Omi's shoulder and popping some of the paper myself. God that stuff is addicting. Mr. Brine is just sitting at the kitchen table calmly watching us.

"Ken, Omi." I glance at Aya who's standing in front of the open fridge frowning at us. "See my fist? If all these dishes aren't put away in two minutes you'll taste it."

"We love you too! Aya!" Kudou yells with a grin, keeping things calm. I laugh as Omi hops off the counter, and we both grab a box of pans and start cramming them into the bottom cabinets. Putting cleaning supplies under the sink, and pot holders and towels near Kudou. In case he starts any fires. "Someone put the fire extinguisher near the stove." Kudou suddenly comments.

"What fire extinguisher?" I frown glancing up, and Kudou stops cooking for a minute to look around.

"Well that's terribly unsafe now isn't it." Kudou grins at us and Omi nods. "But I don't suggest we ask where it is." Kudou snorts. "Someone find it, I'll burn my lovely eggs."

I sigh. "I will."

"I'll come with you Ken." Omi's at my side in a second as I shrug and walk towards the cardboard boxes with living scrolled on the side.

"No these." Omi grabs the bathroom ones instead.

"Why? If there's a fire we can't live. Don't you think it's a living accessory?" I open the box I grabbed but Omi's still digging through the bathroom ones.

"They mean living room. Someone probably put the fire extinguisher in with the bathroom supplies because that will hold more cleaning utensils and soap and…" I watch him trail as he pulls out the thin red safety unit.

"Nice." I grin and his smile brightens. "Glad I thought of it." For a second he thinks I am serious, and the smile goes away. Then he registers the joke and a small laugh immerges. "You know we got to do something about *you* Omi." I sling my arm around his shoulder as we start back to the kitchen. He smells like the shampoo I missed out on. But I doubt it smelled as good in the jar as it does on him. He really is amazing. "Your so clumsy your going to get us all killed, if not just yourself."

"Sorry." the blue eyes fall to the floor with my comment embarrassed.

"Just try not to break anything alright?" I take the extinguisher and swat his back as I head towards Kudou. He nods at me and moves to get some mugs. Aya's found the coffee maker.

"Woo look at this." Kudou says smiling, and I glance at him and the little tin in his hand. I look in, and there are four magnets. "They really did give us a nice place huh Hidaka." I reach in and pull out one of the small cats, watching him do the same. Omi and Aya are next to me now too, trying to see what we've found. "No." I snap the kitten Omi picked up from him and push it towards Yohji. "This ones more you." I take Yohji's and hand it to Omi, who's frowning slightly. "This ones definitely more you Omi."

Yohji looks at the Balinese kitten I just gave him. It's cute, sitting delicately, licking its paw. It holds a pampered, spoiled essence as it cleans itself with one eye peeking up at you. To make sure your watching and admiring its fur, and soft little brown feet, tail, and ears. "You really liked my shoes huh Ken." Kudou finally mutters with a smile.

I grunt at him looking down at my own cat. It's basic, and it has a simplistic, yet content essence to it. I figure it's more like me. Just like the one Aya holds is more like him. It's an Abyssinian, it's fur nothing special. Very short, cropped for utmost efficiency. It's a lean cat, and it's eyes resemble that of historical cats. Sleek, dominant, predatorial. Acutely aware of it's surroundings, and very independent with a controlling, efficent nature.

Omi moves to look over my shoulder to the one I've chosen before back at the one I've handed him. It's a small little black kitten in the midst of a roll. It seems sweet and playful, happy and almost inviting you to join it the way its little paws curl towards itself. Like its saying come here! So it can give you a hug and lick at the backs of your ears. It's also the smallest. "You gave me this one cause it's small didn't you." Omi looks up at me frowning. Apparently that's all he saw. "I don't want it." He shoves it back at me and turns around.

"What?" I frown extending it back towards him. "You have to have one, cause we all have one." Omi just shakes his head "Come on Omi."

"It doesn't matter." he shoved the magnet away again. "It's just a stupid magnet. I am nothing like you guys anyway." Omi spit's a bit under his breath, but we all hear it, and the room falls silent. Kudou's shuts off the stove in order to watch us better, and I notice Aya's moving slower stocking the fridge. "Just stop Ken." He shoves me back as I get close to him, so I can touch him lightly.

"Why? Of course your like us. You're here aren't you." He shakes his head. "Oh so your not here." I throw the magnet at him and he ignores it. Flicking his eyes up at me so they sting on impact. The expression around the brilliant soft orbs has pinched to a tight hurt appearance blaming me for something. "What's that look for?" I am getting more annoyed now, and I shove Kudou off when he gently grabs my shoulder. Omi just turns away. "Hey!" I spin him back around. "If your going to give me dirty looks, I am going to get an explanation for them!" He looks a little scared of me now, but he's still giving me the same hateful look.

"Just Leave mE ALONE!" He shoves me off and Aya steps between us, giving me a stern stare that calms me down.

"He doesn't want to talk about it Ken." Aya says. I pull my eyes from them both and stomp back towards Yohji's who's still cooking.

"Yeah I guess if I was the runt of the group I wouldn't want to talk about it either." I watch Omi's body stop dead and stiffen with my smug comment. That guy's so annoying, who the hell does he think he is to throw me looks like that without an explanation. "It's not that I am trying to start something Omi." I shrug at the blue eyes that turn around just a tad to look at me with one eye up like Kudou's magnet. "It's just that I don't like people giving me dirty looks. Especially when they don't got a thing to back it." I point at him for a second. "Don't write checks you can't cash, or I'll be the beating you." He turns fully around with that one. I figure if I push him a few more times, he might crack. Not sure what that would bring though, cause he looks both really hurt, and really mad at what I am saying. "Are you going to do something?" I smile at him, he's been silently driving me up the wall long enough. Time to find out what's inside him. "Huh? Runt?" His eyes drop away with the comment, and Kudou touches my shoulder again to try and calm me down. Aya's just standing in front of the fridge now. He's not that bad of a moody bastard, at least he's realized there's nothing he can do or say to make me stop right now. "Are you crying Omi?"

"NO!" The blue eyes snap back up with that one, their first outburst. Any second those orbs are going to well with tears.

"You look like your crying" He shakes his head quickly, sniffling back the tears that quickly well his eyes. "So you don't think you fit in with us?" I motion towards Yohji and Aya who aren't supporting me, just merely watching. "Well maybe you don't. You definitely don't if your going to cry over nothing." He's just staring at me. Damnt! I had him a second from cracking and somehow he got away! He's not angry anymore now, just…lonely. His face is relaxed and sad, his eyes welled with tears. He's not mad at all. I am struggling to find out just what I can say to make up for that expression. So I can shove him off the edge in one fast violent walloped. I got it! "You-"

"-Stop Ken." Yohji moves between us softly. Just one quiet step and he's in front of me with a saddened expression of his own. "Not this way." He shakes his head at me and I hesitate before taking a step back to let everyone know I am done. I had gotten so close, I really wanted to see what would have come out when Omi cracked! I wanted to see who he really was. Who ever he is now just isn't him, and I know that because every once in a while there's a real him inside his smiles. Letting me see the incognito identity below the façade.

I back up and lean into the counter, Aya shuts the fridge, Yohji motions he needs some dishes and Omi grabs them for him. He looks nervous he has to walk by me in order to get to Yohji but he starts any way. I turn my eyes toward Aya to ignore him, yawning as I reach up to run my hand through my hair. My sudden hand movement makes Omi jump, and in the skip of a heart beat we watch the plates he has fall to the floor too fast for us. In one wide eyed moment we all turn and watch them smash, the sound blasting around us because not a words being said. Both Aya and Yohji have a cautious look to them, and I am surprised, but Omi…Omi looks horrified. He had been trying so hard since yesterday to do everything right so he wouldn't get himself in trouble.

"Who did that?" Mr. Brine is up in an instant, he didn't see who dropped the dishes, and we all look up at him. I watch him look at each of us, before blinking slightly at Omi's expression.

DAMNT! I am swearing at myself as I slowly raise my hand. My ass still hurts from earlier, but I can't let Omi take the fall for this. No matter how bad I wanted to see what was really in the kid. I'll ruin whatever friendship we could ever have if I don't. I know the look inside the blue eyes, I know what kind of people who wear that type. He'd never forget it, never forgive me for it…always hold it to me, he'd hate me forever. "I did." Aya and Yohji turn to me immediately, almost stunned. There's a moment where Omi's still staring at the dishes before he slowly looks up at me too. "It was me." Mr. Brine nods once, motioning for me to follow him.

"Clean this up Boys! Five Minutes till Breakfast!"

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Yohji keeps giving me side glances as I sit at the table. I told Mr. Brine he could take those fifteen minutes and shove them up his ass. I never thought I'd be sitting on them. It stings really bad, like I am sitting on fire rather than my own flesh, and I can't keep the tight pinch from my face as I struggle to eat and look normal. "Here boys you should all take a look at this." I ignore the two packets dropped in front of me and Aya takes one. He's sitting next to me, Yohji and Omi across, Mr. Brine at the end of the table to my right. "It's a complete guide book to everything you'll be learning. There's no information in there though, only outlines. You'll do all the learning yourself." I fork some more eggs into my mouth. They are really good, coffee's really good too. Yohji is a great cook. I thought he was fooling.

"All this in two weeks?" Aya starts flipping through the pages, looking at the complex outlines and dates

"Well our two weeks are counting down already, but I guess you could say that." I frown, and Aya's making an even tighter disgusted expression.

"Even though this breakfast is far better than I expected you'll all be learning some basic cooking. Your all responsible for ever meal, that's three meals a day boys and a lovely variety. Each day you'll be learning your trade, we'll start today with basic introduction to soil. But! We've got the living room to be put into place, a back room to stock, and lots more other excited things. If you look toward the back of the packet, you'll get a run down on enforcement. If you can call it that." Mr. Brine is grinning through his speech, watching us all look through the packet. "The instrument increases with the level of your conduct." I grabbed my packet and flipped it to the back page with this statement and frown at the four instruments the guys was talking about. They are pictured going down the page in a hierarchy, with a brief description of each. First small short cane we'd been tasting, then the leather thing that I got with Kudou yesterday. Then some type of fat stiff leather belt, and last a wood paddle. He grimaced, he'd hate to be hit with that. He shifted in his chair suddenly and Kudou suppressed a chuckle. "Hurry UP and EAT! WE'vE Got A lONG DAY BOYS!" Mr. Brine announces and I sighed chucking my packet back to the table and forking up some more food. At least that was delicious.

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"GET YOUR HANDS INTO IT BOYS!" Ken frowned working his hands into the dirt and mixing it like Mr. Brine said. "SOIL IS IMPORTANT! Maybe thee most important thing. Now, Who knows WHAT YOU NEED FOR GOOD SOIL!?"

"We told you." Kudou sighed heavily, disgusted with this dirty stuff as he looked at Mr. Brine. "We don't know anything about flowers!"

"Fertilizer." Aya mutters.

"Good thinking Mr. Fujimiya. Pay attention Kudou." He watched Yohji jerk forward towards the table when he was lightly hit with the cane as Mr. Brine walked by. "Now why do we need good dirt?"

"To keep the flowers growing?" Omi spoke down to the table, and Mr. Brine nodded.

"Yes. We don't want the flowers to die, because that is bad for business. It wastes stock, which wastes money I'll pull our of your asses, so make sure YOUR SOIL IS GOOD!" He jumped as the cane smacked the table. "Does everyone understand why we combined these three bags of dirty?" They all nodded. "Why Hidaka?"

"Because…in order to have good dirty you need a balance of…every…essential…ingredient, therefore combining the bags keeps-makes a balance?" he fumbled.

Mr. Brine was silent eyeing him skeptically before grinning. "EXCELLENT!" Mr. Brine booming his achievement, and he jumped. "Your one hundred percent right! So I'll leave you to go get three more bags from the alley outside!" He growled as he flicked the dirt off his hands and back towards the table. That ass wasn't fooled in the least with his answer.

The bags of dirt he brought in were dumped onto the long wooden table and mixed into the other two. "DON't GET DIRTY NOW!" Yeah right, he glanced around. Aya was dirty, Omi was dirty, Yohji was not as dirty but looked overly disgusted with just that amount of soil touching him. He was filthy. "HIDAKA! You look like a pig!"

He grinned. "Yes Sir!"

Mr. Brine chuckled for a moment before walking by him and ordering Aya to not get so dirty as well. "THERE ARE YOUR POTS! WHO KNOWS WHAT THEY'RE MADE OUT OF!"

"Terracotta." Omi muttered to himself, before glancing at them to see if they had heard.

"EXCELLENT TSUKIYONO!" Mr. Brine announced smacked Omi in the back, and jerking the boy's form forward to the table before leaning down to him. "TERACOTTA IS EXSACTLY RIGHT! But, what happens to Terracotta when we drop it?"

Omi's face blushed immediately. "It…breaks."

"YES IT DOES! IT SMASHES! INTO A THOUSAND LITTLE PIECES! MORE SO THaN BREAKFAST DISHES!" Mr. Brine yelled with a smile, and he heard Kudou laugh. My god! This guy missed nothing! He knew Omi dropped the dishes too! But still let him take the punishment? Why!? Cause he was honorable enough to step up!? What a bunch of crap! "SO I DON"T WANT THEM DROPPED! OR ELSE YOU BOYS WILL BE IN HERE SWEEPING FOR TWO HOURS EVERY DAY!" He sighed taking one of the pots Aya was filing into the middle of the table. "NOW! FILL THESE POTS!"

"Having fun Ken?" Yohji smirked at him as he splashed more dirt onto his shirt filling a pot. He threw the green eyes a humored, but exhausted look as he continued filling pot after pot. Aya taking them after about fifteen collected at the end of the table and stacking them onto a waiting cart. "Hey Omi!" Yohji yelled when dirt hit him and he laughed.

"Sorry!" Omi spit grabbing his pot which had slumped over into the dirt. "It was an accident! I lost my pot."

"We see that." He chuckled, but Omi's eyes shot up to his smile for the first time since breakfast. Almost wide eyed he spoke to him, but relaxing slightly with his warm grin. He watched Omi look down and start putting more dirt into his pot before jumping as he flicked some at hin. "Hahah." He chuckled as Omi took a fast step back from the table and looked up at him. Wiping the dirty from his hair as his pot fell back over and spilled into Yohji.

"HEY!" the blonde jumped away, and his pot spilled towards Aya who said nothing, but frowned deeply. "What the hell are you doing Omi!" Yohji shoved the boy back towards the table with a grin. He instantly grabbed more and threw it at Omi. Laughing as the boy took it into his hair and face and laughed as well. "YOur both dirty bastards!" Yohji exclaimed half with disbelief, and half absolutely humored by them. "You actually *LIKE* being in here!?"

"Yeah Kudou. Try it!" He sent some dirt at the blonde, and Yohji quickly stumbled away with a shocked expression. Staring as the flicks of dark smearing into his shirt before looking up at him.

"Hidaka…you…" Kudou's green eyes smiled softly before stepping forward and sending dirt right at his face.

"HAHAH!" He took it and grabbed a hunk, Kudou backed up so he sent it at Omi.

"Ah!" Omi's scrunched up and looked down as he was hit head on. The boy's hands slamming into the dirt, fisting balls and sending them everywhere to get them while blinded.

"OMI!" Aya jumped as some dirt hit him before stomping from the room. He had some dirt in his eye, but he could see Kudou enough to hit him, and he did. Omi wasn't a very good aim blind anyway.

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"NOW! What have we leeearned!?" Mr. Brine asked loudly as he hugged his arms to his chest for heat. His body shivering as the ice water dripped off him. "HOSE WATER IS COLD! YES!?"

"YES SIIIR!" They yelled, Aya's smug face grinning in front of their naked shivering forms with the hose next to Mr. Brine.

"Boys! I haven't had a chance to give you a tour of the yard so we'll double over." Mr. Brine smirked at them like Aya, truly humored with their dirt war. His shivering form standing between Yohji and Omi in a puddle of mud that had run off them. "THis is the yard! Where you can plant flowers outdoors! Sunlight is important! Tsukiyono!" Omi jumped, shivering excessively as he looked towards Mr. Brine. "DO YOU KNOW WHY!?"

"Photoooosyynthessssisiiss Siiiir." Omi's thin teeth chattered as he spoke, and he smiled, shivering harder.

"THAT'S RIGHT! YOU THREE LOOK LIKE A BUNCH OF NAKED MOLES!" Mr. Brine yelled smiling and Kudou started laughing to his side and he had to grin. Nudging Omi slightly but the boy was just freezing to deeply to laugh. "Good thing you have this high fence running around your yard! It's really here to keep people from seeing inventory or stealing any flowers. BUT FOR NOW! IT"S GOING TO HELP ME WITH THOSE DAMN INDESENT EXPOSURE LAWS! HAHAHHA" Mr. Brine started laughing, before pointing towards the house. "GET INSIDE YOU DUMB KIDS!" Kudou was laughing next to him as he started for the house. Aya put away the hose as they ran in. Man the floor was slippery when wet!

"Watch it Hidaka!" Yohji grabbed him when he slipped and almost welcomed the bathroom's tile floor. "Your like an ice skating grandmother." He pulled his arm away with a smile as Yohji turned on the showers hot water and got in immediately. "OHHH! THE HEAT!" He started laughing at the moan. "YOUR going to hAve To DRAG ME OUT KENKEN! I'LL NEVER LEAVE!"

"Yeah I will." He grabbed the sink and splashed some warm water onto his face.

"Here." Omi nudged him. The boy had gone to their room and put his robe on, before grabbing their clothes. "I am just going to get dressed now."

"You'll be warm enough?" He took the bundle he was being offered before realizing it was clothes for him and Yohji. "Our clothes?"

"Yes, and I'll be fine." He watched Omi muster a smile and shiver at him before turning for the door.

"Omi. About-" He grabbed the sleeve to the boys robe to stop him, and Omi turned to him curious. "About what happened this morning in the kitchen….well." He trailed, but Omi's eyes were patiently set on him, waiting. "Well I wanted to apologize. What I was doing was stupid."

"I already forgave you." Omi muttered before he left and shut the door as fast as the words were spoken. So that as soon as he really registered what they meant, Omi had disappeared. The soft understanding smile that was with it, gone too. Forgave him already….wow…that boy really was amazing. He smiled at the closed door. At nothing, before a long happy moan came from the shower.

"KUDOU!" he turned towards it with his yell. "GET OUT! YOUR USING ALL THE HOT WATER!"

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4 Days Later

"Here's your mail Miss." She didn't look up from her desk as the young officer dropped her mail on it. Her nod was enough and she continued writing and filing everything she needed until he left. The details on the new abduction, the grocery robbery, and stabbing from last night. She glanced up at the letters, and stopped on sight of the White package. Stopping all work to drag it over, and slip the two tapes out from inside. One white. One not.

Her brilliant green eyes glanced up and about her empty office, and doorway before popping the white one into the small tv next to her and watching.

The boy's onscreen were unloading a truck, and she smiled as it continued playing.

"Perfect." She whispered to herself.

"Knock knock." She switched it off and turned back to her desk startled before sighing. "Well? What is the verdict?" The man smiled at her, sinking into one of the chairs in front of her desk.

"They're doing wonderful."

"Still splitting into two groups?"

"Not so blatantly no. Also, we have a leader developing, and…*he's* finally starting to show his face." The man smiled immediately, relieved. "I'll admit it looked like he wasn't going to be able to handle it sir but, he seems to be making friends.

"I am glad." There was another approving smile. "You know what this means than don't you?"

"Yes I do." She nodded, gathering her folder and standing up. "Yes I do."

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