Play With Me? | By : vbruce Category: Weiß Kreuz > General Views: 3238 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Just for Drae.
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Aya was staring morosely out the window as they headed back toward the cabin. Brad, Yohji and Farfarello roaring by them didn’t seem to help matters in the slightest as far as Aya’s state of mind was concerned. He must have been out of his mind letting the enemy anywhere near him much less letting him kiss him.
Schu had tried to get him to talk but had finally given up as apparently Abyssinian had reappeared in full force. Damn it, trying to do something nice for a change had massively backfired, so what the hell was the point of trying. Well, if he were to admit it to himself, he would have to say that he’d wanted to kiss the pretty young man next to him. “Teaching” him how to kiss had been an excellent ploy in that regard. He had also known that Brad would “see” it and it would push his buttons. He hadn’t counted on Aya being so upset at Yohji finding them though. He would be true to his word and make Yohji “forget” as soon as he managed to get within range of him. Brad had whisked him out and away from Schu’s ability faster than he could gather his slightly scattered wits after trying to reassure Aya. Oh, the complicated life of a beautiful teenage boy, he thought, looking in the rearview mirror at himself. They were passing by a small area of shops when he had an idea.
“Hey, ball boy, pull over here,” Schu said.
“Why?” Ken asked, glancing at him in the rearview.
“Because I said to. Don’t make me rearrange your neuropathways to make you do it either. I’m tired and pissy as it is,” Schu said.
Ken looked at Nagi who just shrugged. “Yes, he most likely would do that,” the younger man said.
Ken sighed and pulled the car into the parking area for the shops. Schu was out of the car in less than a second, dragging Aya out of the car and down the walkway.
“Where are you taking me?” Aya growled. “I’ve had enough bad things happen being led around by you today.”
“Oh, whatever. Quit being all pissed off and mopey about it or I’ll make YOU forget it happened and let everyone else involved remember.”
“You are a total bastard.”
“So Brad keeps telling me,” Schu said, pulling him into one of the shops.
Aya wrinkled his nose as they entered. “What is this place? It stinks.”
“Nail salon,” Schu said, dragging Aya with him to the clerk.
“”Why are we in a nail salon?” Aya asked, curiosity finally getting the better of him.
Schu rolled his eyes. “Obviously for mani/pedi fun.”
“Why?”
“Like I said, it’s fun. We can get our hair done later,” Schu said, pushing the other boy into a chair.
“You are insane,” Aya ground out, trying to pull his hand out of the nail tech’s grasp to no avail. “We’re GUYS, in case you didn’t notice.”
“Ja, I’m well aware of that. Women do this stuff all the time when they get broken hearted. Why can’t a guy?” he said, putting his own fingers into the softening solution.
“I am not broken hearted,” Aya grumbled, finally relaxing and letting the woman start filing his nails.
“Riiight, and Farf is next in line to be the Pope. Though that might not be a bad thing since a whole hell of a lot of them were psycho too,” Schu said thoughtfully.
“How do I let you talk me into these kinds of things?”
“No idea. But you gotta admit it’s a lot more fun than your first round of teenage years was,” Schu said. “Oh, come on. Quit being such a bitch and I’ll buy you a tiara after we get out hair done.”
“You are crazier than Berserker.”
“You’re in good company then.”
Meanwhile back in the GTO . . .
Brad, Yohji and Farfarello were in the GTO heading . . . wherever. Brad seemed to be trying to outrun something as he drove, whipping them in and out of hairpin turns through the mountains.
“What are you so pissed off about?” Farfarello questioned from the backseat where he was lounged with his feet sticking out the window.
“None of your damn business, Farf,” Brad snarled, shooting around another curve at a hundred twenty.
Farf popped up and stuck his head over the front seat. “Does this have something to do with Schu snogging the prissy ice prince?”
Brad just growled again and tried to push the car faster.
Yohji gave Farfarello a wide eyed stare. “How do you know about that?”
“Oh, please! Our resident telepath has been dying to put the smooch on him since they hit puberty,” Farf said, flopping back into the seat. “It stood to reason since they disappeared and you were pissy about finding them that they’d snuck off somewhere for some alone time. You can’t bitch because he’s interested in someone else if you’ve never tried, oh, clueless leader.”
“I said it was none of your damn business, Farf!”
“Well, shit, Brad, it’s a little too late to take him to prom or something,” Farfarello said.
Brad frowned before glancing at Yohji. “Do you guys have a decent stereo system at the cabin?”
“Yeah. Why? What are you thiiinnnkk . . . what the HELL?!” he shrieked as they did a complete 180 in the middle of the road. In front of a moving truck.
“I have an idea,” Brad said, eyes narrowing shrewdly. “One that might benefit both of us, Yohji.”
“Why do I have the sudden and utterly insane urge to cross myself and burn incense to ward off the coming evil?” Farfarello said.
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