Tied

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, languaje.

 

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

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

 

Oiii! I’m
so happy people keeps on reviewing! *touches wood hoping she continues
receiving reviews* I’m so happy so many people’s reviewing that now that the
block seems to be abandoning me I wrote this. The thanks and glomps go to: Denisse
(arigato for reviewing! *glomps* And I’m glad ya like “Patience”! ^^), Sky
Rat (arigato for reviewing!! *glomps* working on a lot of fics is tiring
and VERY slow, but I can’t be writing only one thing, and if I don’t write what
I have in mind at the moment it’s on my mind, then I end up forgetting so I
prefer to write a lot of fics. I make no sense, ne? *grins* I dunno if it will
have a happy end, but I can assure you that it will have yaoi ^^), Hikari (Arigato
for reviewing!! *glomps* *laughs* poor bishies, they can’t stand each other and
I oblige them to shower together... I’ll try to upload faster now that I’ve got
more time to write. Yeah, writing lots of fics’s a bitch, but I like to do it
^^. Thank u!! ), koneko bombay (arigato for reviewing!! *glomps*
*snickers* yeah, I also think poor Omi’s gonna go crazy because of those two!
And now that they have to sleep together… Ken in the bed? Dunno, dunno… however
he acts there, I’m sure Youji won’t be happy with it and viceversa. *pokes at
the block too*. Thank u! ^^) and Brizey (arigato for reviewing!!
*glomps* hope ya like this chappie! ^^ bout Ken’s lover, there’s a clue in last
chapter, he almost indirectly tells who he is. Thank u!).

 

 

Chapter 2:
Sleeping time

 

“No, it’s me
the one who’s not sleeping with HIM.” Youji protested.

“Ken-kun! Youji-kun!
Are you going to act like this every time you have to do anything?”

“YEAH!”

Omi sighed and
buried his face on his hands. “Well, at least they agree in this too.”

“No we don’t!”

“Yes you do.”

“NO!! SHUT
UP!!!” They screamed at each other and started growling like dogs ready to
bite.

“Youji-kuuun,
Ken-kuuuun!!” Omi whined. “I wanna go sleep! I have school tomorrow!”

“Nobody told
you to stay here chibi.”

“Just go to
sleep.” Ken said shrugging. “It won’t take me too long to kill this bastard.”

“Who’s
a bastard?!”

“Will you two
fucking shut up and leave me go to bed?!” Omi snapped.

His friends’
jaws literally fell to the floor. Omi NEVER swore. Little adorable Omi was
polite, not a badmouthed boy.

“OMI!! Control
that mouth!!”

Aya chose that
moment to appear. “You two are synchronized or what?” he asked smugly, getting
a pair of harsh glares and a relieved look from his lover. “Go upstairs and go
to sleep.” He ordered.

“I’m not
sleeping in the same bed with him!” Ken protested.

“Sleep on the
floor then.”

“NO! I’m
sleeping at my bed, A L O N E.”

“Ken-kun… We’re
not taking the handcuffs off you,” Omi tried both trying to calm the others and
himself down. “so Youji-kun and you have to agree so the four of us can go to
sleep and spend the night as quietly as possible.”

“It’s very
easy. KenKen sleeps on the floor and I sleep on my bed.”

“No fucking
way! I’m not sleeping on any floor, specially not on yours!” Ken snorted and
shook his head repeatedly. “And your bones could fall onto me and kill me!!”

“That’s what I
intent.” The playboy said rolling his eyes.

Ken closed his
eyes and took a very deep breath. “One... two... three, four, Ken-chan’s gonna
calm, and he won’t kill the bastard.”

“Ken-CHAN?!?!” Youji barked out with laughter.
“The chibi can be a chan, a girl can be a chan, but YOU are anything but a
CHAN. Accept it, you aren’t cute.”

The blonde received a WELL DESERVED hard punch
at the face. “You aren’t either.” He said darkly.

“I’m not just , I’, I’m absolutely gorgeo-”

“Etoo… calm down…” Omi pleaded. “You could
sleep at Ken-kun’s room. Since his bed’s a lot smaller than Youji-kun’s they
could sleep on the floor each one at a side of the bed so they wouldn’t touch.”
He said pensively.

“That’s stupid.” Aya said coldly, being so
tired he was starting to have problems to maintain his scowl.

“Aya-kuuun!” he whined.

“Kudou’s bed is bigger. You two are sleeping
there.”

“NO!!”

Aya took the soccer ball from the table and
Youji’s book. He opened the book and ripped the first page, the paper was just
shreds a few seconds later. “AYA!!” Youji yelled.

Ken chuckled. It was just too funny.

But he had to shut up and his time to whine
came when Aya made a scratch on his beloved soccer ball with his katana. “My-
my socc-”

“URUSEE!!!” Both Aya and Omi dragged them
towards the eldest assassin’s bedroom.

 

Omi pulled the bedcovers up. “If you have to
change, do it now.” He said very seriously.

He was thankful they only had to take their
pants off to sleep in boxers (since the air conditioning kept the house warm,
they were shirtless because Aya didn’t want to take the handcuffs off), Ken
having some trouble to avoid the material touching the gauze covering the
stitches at his knee. “Now,” he said standing in front of the bed. “Ken-kun you
sleep at my right and Youji-kun at my left. It’s the easiest way since
Ken-kun’s tied on his right hand and Youji-kun on his left one.”

“No.” Youji complained. “First of all, he’s not
touching my bed, and second, I like to sleep on my stomach, and the chain’s too
short for that. So, take the fucking handcuffs off me.”

“Yeah, I’m not touching his bed. Who knows
whatever has been in there!? The mere thought that he has slept on it makes me
sick!”

In response, Aya made another scratch across
the one he had made before, this one was a little deeper and made the white
ball look a la Himura Kenshin, while Omi took a few pages off Youji’s book and
ripped them to shreds.

Ken pouted cutely at his two evil teammates
(without success) and dropped his ass onto the bed, sitting there defeated.

“Hey!” Youji yelled at him, yanking at the
chain to try to put the brunette off his bed. “Out of my bed, NOW!”

The brunette refused to move though.

To make their threats for Youji even worse, Aya
opened the playboy’s closet and rummaged between the clothes until he took a
pair of very-expensive looking leather pants out, ‘caressing’ them with his
katana. “AYA!! I hypothecated my fuckin’ cock to buy those pants! Stop it
already!!” he yelled hysterically, joining Ken at the pouting and looking as
pathetic if not more.

Omi sighed in relief. He motioned them to lie
down and gently covered them with the blankets. “Oyasumi nasai
Youji-kun! Ken-kun!” he said
happy that he could go to bed with Aya and have some sleep. “Be good and don’t
fight or you know what’s going to happen!” his cheerful voice was the worst of
threats.

Aya and Omi left, turning the lights off before
they closed the blonde playboy’s door.

“Aya-kun.” He whispered once they were outside.
“Do you think we’ll be able to sleep tonight?”

His boyfriend kissed the top of his head,
yawning as he put an arm around his shoulder. “I hope we’ll do. I hope.”

 

.::.::.::.::.

 

While Omi and Aya drifted to a world full of
nice dreams that involved each other and who knows what else their twisted minds
could think about, cuddling up at the redhead’s bedroom, into the other
occupied bedroom things weren’t even has has happy. What am I saying? There was
nothing happy there.

 

Youji and Ken were the furthest possible the
one from the other. Since Youji’s bed was so big, their arms were stretched out
so their bodies didn’t have to be near.

They were glaring at each other, wanting to
kill the fucking bastard they thought his enemy was, but somehow controlling
themselves so their ‘treasures’ wouldn’t be destroyed.

“Don’t move, don’t talk, don’t breath, don’t
sweat, don’t dirty my sheeton’ton’t stretch out, don’t do anything you should
do in a bathroom, don’t touch me, don’t jerk off, don’t dream, don’t make any
sound.” Youji said haughtily.

The brunette’s glare intensified. “Touch me and
I kill you, insult me and I kill you, do ANYTHING weird and you won’t live to
tell it.” He threatened before turning his gaze to the ceiling and closing his
eyes a few minutes later, relaxing a little as he did so.

Youji glared at the walls. If Omi and Aya
thought he would let them get away from this, they were very wrong. The day he
got the damn handcuffs off, they were going to be sorry, VERY sorry.

Something that sounded like a giggle made him
lose his line of thoughts. He glanced at Ken, the source of the sound.

The brunette looked relaxed, his eyes closed as
he grinned broadly. His non handcuffed hand was behind his neck.

The guy’s crazy. Youji thought as he saw his teammate biting
his lip to refrain from laughing.

“What the…” he started when the younger boy
started to chuckle. “You’re crazy!!”

Youji yanked at the chain, finally dragging the
ex-soccer player out of his weird state.

Ken glared at him. “What the fuck do you want
now?!”

“That’s what I want to know. What’s so funny?
Stop laughing, this is anything but funny!”

The brunette glared at him. “We’re so pathetic
that we’re chained because we don’t want a stupid book with bitches numbers or
a ball Ronaldo signed, if THAT isn’t something to laugh at, I don’t know what is.”

“Shut up.” Youji said dryly and turned to look
at the ceiling.

Ken did the same and soon his quiet breathing
was the only sound he made and he turned to his left side in his sleep, giving
his back to his hated teammate but he didn’t move the handcuffed arm.

 

Youji had problems to fall asleep, and once he
did, he had weird dreams where ladies didn’t want him because he was handcuffed
to a horrible and stinking piece of shit.

His other dreams weren’t pleasant either.

He finally woke up of a dream in which OMI had
shoot him at the stomach for strangling Aya with his wire with real pain on his
stomach.

The blonde groaned in pain and opened his green
eyes.

He had rolled over on his sleep and his stomach
had fell over Ken’s closed hand.

That was the pain, the bastard’s fist.

He cursed softly and sat on the bed. “Hidaka!”
he hissed, yanking at the chain. “Wake up.”

No response.

“I have to go to the bathroom, get up!” he said
a little louder, yanking a little harder. “Oi! Wake up already!”

Ken murmured something he couldn’t quite hear
and tried to move his right hand, but Youji wasn’t letting him do it.

Youji smirked evilly and crawled into the bed
again. He carefully lifted the bedcovers off Ken and slid his hands under his back.
Then he lifted him slightly and threw him at the floor.

THAT was effective and woke him up.

“What?” the brunette blinked up at him
sleepily, confused. “What am I doing he he he looked around, starting to get
scared. Then he noticed the handcuffs and his eyes widened in recognition.
“What do you want.”

“I’m going to the bathroom.” He said curtly and
half dragged him out of the bathroom.

 

Ken leaned against the bathroom wall, trying
not to fall asleep right there as he waited for Youji to finish.

But his eyes kept on closing.

“Hidaka!”

Ken opened his eyes slowly.

“If you have to do anything, do it now. I’m not
getting up again later.”

Ken shook his head and after Youji washed his
hands, the brunette let himself be dragged towards the blonde’s bedroom. He
crawled into the bed and put the covers over himself, going back to his dreams,
that were peaceful as usual, dreams of the time when there was no Weiss, no
blood, when there was no Siberian, where his best friend hadn’t betrayed, where
he didn’t have to hide nothing from the friends he still had, dreams of the
time he was a happy soccer player with a life, a future, friends and love.

Only the last remained, he had lost everything
else.

 

Youji also covered himself and it took him some
time to fall into a fortunately dreamless sleep.

 

.::.::.::.::.

 

Next morning, Omi headed towards Youji’s
bedroom to wake his teammates, smiling to himself as he remembered Aya’s face
when he woke up. He looked all grumpy, and was so tired he even pouted when Omi
told him it was time to get up. He couldn’t suppress a giggle, his lover was
just too cute sometimes.

 

He took a deep breath before he opened Youji’s
door. A part of him didn’t want to open the door, there was the fear that they
had killed each other, but he felt relieved when once he approached them, they
were sleeping.

Youji was sprawled out onto his back, his head
slightly turned to his side and out of the blankets.

He approached Ken, who was curled into a ball
at the edge of the bed, his cheeks slightly pink as he slept, his free hand had
a tight grip on the blankets, keeping them over him and away from Youji.

 

The leader of Weiss sighed softly before he
woke them up.

He had the feeling this would be a bad day.

 

Tsu zu ku…

 

 

Waii! Another chappie done! I couldn’t write
anything until the family who came to visit left *glares*. This chapter is
slightly longer than last one. I feel like inspiration’s coming back (must be
cuz my manga is almost finished and I won’t have to stress about it for some
time ^^; *so lazy…*).

Ne, how was the chapter? I’m not very happy
with it, but this will have to do. Just hope ya minna-san liked it!

 

In next chapter, Youji and Ken go make the
deliveries and try to come up with a plan to fool Aya and Omi! Will they
succeed? You’ll have to read to know!

 

But until then, leave me comments with your
opinions or anything ya wanna say!! Ya know, the more comments I receive, the
happier I am and the sooner I update ^^ .

 

Hasta luego!