Tied

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 pand and mediaminer.org.

 

NO LONGER
POSTED IN FF.NET

 

 

Prologue

 

Fujimiya
Aya sat at the kitchen\'s table and sighed contentedly. He took a sip at his
coffee and swallowed an aspirin, enjoying the quietness of the first minutes of
the day. A time 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 piece of toast.

Then he
looked at his watch and frowned.

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

"KUDOU
YOUJI!! Get your fucking lazy ass out of that bed!!" You couldn\'t call
that knocking at the blonde\'s door. It was more like 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. Aya continued his mental play as he heard the
sounds coming from the rest of the apartment.

This had
been the routine every single morning since Youji joined Weiss two years ago.
Aya had joined the assassin group nearly a year ago, and Omi informed him about
the mutual hate between their teammates. That it had started the same day the
playboy had joined up, and had it gotten better? No. It just became worse every
day, and that hate had nearly jeopardized more than one mission.

Omi had
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 such luck. They usually
ended up fighting no matter what the younger assassin did.

Speaking of
the boy, he had just entered the kitchen and given his lover a good morning
kiss. "Aya-kun?"

"What
is it Omi?" the redhead asked, wrapping his arms around the boy’s 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!"

As Aya
opened his mouth to reply, the screams upstairs got louder and they both heard
sounds of a fight.

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

Omi tried
to make them pay attention to him, but it was Aya who finaltopptopped them with
his katana and a glare that left the two men frozen.

"You,
two, kitchen, now."

"What
the-" Youji complained.

"NOW."
Aya ordered, giving him an angry look. He made sure his order was perfectly
clear, touching the blonde’s neck with the katana blade.

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 in
their direction.

"Enough."
He said. "We\'ve have enough with you two. You\'re going to change your
behavior 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 to to us anyway."

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

"YOU’RE
the one leaving!!"

"You!"

"You!"

"You!"

"You!"

"You!"

"You!"

"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 get the green box from under my bed. Now," He said
dangerously low.

Omi hurried
upstairs while the other two shivered.

 

Two minutes
later the youngest member of Weiss gave Aya the green box.

The redhead
opened the lid and took out a pair of handcuffs. They were connected by string
made of some kind of hard plastic 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 facth hth his hands.

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

 

"It
means that until one of you kill the other or you can both stay in the same
room without starting 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 in his hands. "Aya-kun\'s going to
handcuff you to each other. If you complain or try to scape, or succeed in
escaping, 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 in the
last few years!!"

"OMI!
That\'s the ball I got Ronaldo to sign at 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
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!