Ultimate | By : burnedvamp Category: Weiß Kreuz > General Views: 1035 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Ultimate
A/N: Crossover: Weiss/Gravitation. YAY!! Ran/Ken will appear... we'll see on the rest... muahahhahaaa!
Before the urge to grind into Ken overwhelmed him, Ran had pulled himself up off the floor (and the hot body under him) and had stomped off to the bathroom.
He intended to stay in there for awhile.
Ken was blown away. He was searing hot one minute and then shivering with cold the next. Then Yohji's face came into view with a smug smirk.
Ken began breathing again and threatened Yohji to not say a word.
Luckily, Omi sacrificed himself, throwing his own scantily clad body in front of the eldest assassin. Whatever Yohji was going to say was lost against the visage of boot meeting thigh and his hands acted on their own accord to reach out and stroke.
Ken, by this time, was ready to rejoin the world of the living and had pulled himself up in time to see Omi smacking Yohji's hands.
"Omi-cub! I'm supposed to pet you!"
"Baka no hentai!"
They were suddenly interrupted by a plethora of girls entering holding MORE fabric, MORE boots and shoes, and weilding MORE accessories.
"How come," Ken sighed, "the MORE they bring in, the LESS I end up wearing?"
The other two had no answer as they were immediately mauled.
Four hours later found them all in Seguchi's office, Ken's outfit the only one having undergone any major changes.
Ran would've bet money before that Ken's pants couldn't GET any tighter. Good thing he didn't. He hated losing money.
Seguchi just smiled his damned 'I'm innocent in all the hentai happenings' smile.
"Excellent, Minna-san. You all look so ravishing."
Ken indeed had a small, VERY small, VERY tight, vest on, brown leather, like his pants now were, with dark green silken scarves swooping (in sync with the gold chain) across his back, sides, abdomen and down his arms.
The purpose of which was for Ran to remove during performances as he ran his hands over all that lucious skin. The green gem still imbedded in his navel, peeked out when the silk shifted.
Omi was also in brown leather, also tighter, with higher platforms on his boots. The top of his head now reached just under Yohji's chin.
The other new addition to the outfits consisted of two tails, attached to the rears of the kittens, matching the kitten ears. Omi's was a fluffier tail than Ken's, which was sleeker. The bells on the collars were gone, and in their place were large, silver rings.
The leashes which were wrapped around Yohji's and Ran's lower arms would attach to the metal rings.
Ran's brain had shut down some time ago when a pouty Ken had tugged on both his tail and the ring on the collar at the same time.
He just wished he could collar and leash his hormones as well as he would be able to Ken.
Oh kami. That thought right there. Collaring and Leashing Ken.
The fist that imbedded in the side of his face was none to pleasant and he glared and snarled at his attacker.
Ken returned the glare. "Listen up, asshole, and stop drooling at Omi!"
Omi...?
Ran realized then that he had drifted off to 'lala land' staring at Omi...t hinking about Ken. So he was not surprised to find Yohji glaring at him as well. He glared back. Omi just blushed. Ken crossed his arms and pouted.
Ran snorted. "Get over it."
"Hidaka-san! You are not permitted to beat up or kill your master... however tempted to, you may be."
Ran gloated inwardly. His master....
"Now then, I regret that wardrobe was unable to leave you with some time to dwell on 'fan service,' but the costume issue was an important one. No matter. You will have a chance to practice later. I don't expect you to do anything more than what you would be comfortable with, but I do ask that you please keep an open mind and not be adverse to trying new things."
Oh, Ran planned on keeping a VERY open mind.
"What I wish to speak with you now was regarding the actual music. I know that you four haven't had any formal training with music, so for the next six months we shall be working on that aspect."
"Six months!?"
"Yes, Tsukiyono-kun. Six months. You don't expect to be put on stage immediately with no firm skills? I do have some of the best trainers for you that will work with you five hours a day. The remainder of your day will be spent discussing all the aspects of becoming a band. Interaction with each other, conducting interviews, choreography, release dates, lyrics, tours, and so on.
"You will spend most of your day separated from each other, but when you are together at the studio, you are required to remain in character. Also, one day a week you must dress in full costume, preferrably all of you on the same day. Perhaps Friday?"
Seguchi received four nods of ascent.
"Excellent."
At that moment four people entered the office, unannounced.
"OHAYO, TOHMA~KUN!!!"
Seguchi was then assaulted by a wriggling bundle of lyricist.
Tohma's smile widened.
"Ryuichi-kun. Right on time, for once," he winked.
Ryuichi smirked and started biting Kumagoro's ear, eyeing Ken. Ran glared at him. He wasn't sure if the man's drool was because of the bunny toy or because of Ken's outfit.
"Hidaka-san. You will work with Ryuichi. You will study vocals and lyrics. Kudo-san, for keyboards, I've chosen Nittle Grasper's own Noriko-chan to help you with keyboarding."
Omi smacked Yohji for drooling at the barely dressed scowling woman.
"Tsukiyono-kun, you will be working with my cousin, Fujisaki-kun, for drums."
"Drums?" Omi blinked at the youth that was just his age.
Suguru nodded. "I'm experienced with over 14 different types of instruments."
The other youth in the room began coughing and snickering. Suguru glared at him.
"Fujimiya-san, you will be working with Nakano-kun to learn guitar. Once he calms down."
Hiro bowed respectfully to Tohma, but didn't stop smiling. He winked at Fujisaki, which prompted the younger boy to blush and look away.
Tohma's smile relaxed. "You start... now."
~Yohji~
Noriko just glared at the grinning Yohji. "Pathetic! Can't you wipe that stupid smile off of your face!?"
"I just found out my next six months are going to be spent in heaven with an angel guarding the gate and you want me to stop smiling!? I don't think I can!" Yohji laughed heartily.
They were alone now, in a studio, keyboards at the ready. Noriko glared at him harder. *You're wrong, Kudo-san. You're next six months are going to be hell! NOW SIT DOWN AND SHUT UP!"
Yohji gulped and complied... still smiling.
~Omi~
"Fujisaki-sama! This is such an honor! I love your band! You are so talented and kawaii!!!"
Suguru shuddered. "Arigato, Tsukiyono-kun. Please, you may call me by my first name."
"Hai, Suguru-kun! Please, call me 'Omi'... please don't be so formal!"
"Well, before we begin," Suguru motioned around to their studio, "let's spend the rest of today getting to know each other. It's important for you to know that I'm still continuing with my studies in high school, so if I'm not here, I will leave you work, and I expect it to be completed when I return."
"REALLY!? I'm still in high school, too!"
"I actually have high school courses... to college level. I have a private tutor. We'll have to arrange for one for you as well. I will speak with Tohma, and then we can test your school level."
"SUGOI!!"
Suguru blinked. Either this kid was a stupid fan or he really enjoyed studying.
~Ran~
Ran found himself in a studio between Ken's and Yohji's (they all had them on the same floor) with a guitar propped in his lap and still smirking Nakano sitting next to him.
"Okay, Fujimiya-san-"
"Aya."
"Eh? Oh. Aya, how familiar are you with a guitar? Any prior practice?"
"No. Never."
"Ah, then. We will start with chords, then after a couple of months, I'll teach you how to tune your guitar. In the meantime, I will make sure it is tuned for you."
"Don't you have your own band? Aren't you busy?"
Hiro blushed. "Eh, you see... we've had a bit of a scandal between Su-chan and I, so we're slowing things down a little. Shuichi is working on lyrics while we are elsewise occupied, and Seguchi-san thinks this will help cool down his cousin and I if we have to spend time apart. Our band will practice together later in the day after our time with you."
"Aa."
~Ken~
Ken was slightly disturbed. Sakuma-san was giving him the look a man dying of thirst gives a large, cool, bottle of water. Okay, now he was REALLY disturbed.
"Ken~kun..." Wow, he had a sexy voice... "I like your outfit. I should make Shuichi wear one like it in my next video."
"Oh, err... thanks."
"Are you ready for me, Ken-kun?"
"NANI!?"
"To teach you to sing, silly! And to write super sexy genius lyrics!"
Ken didn't think he was ready...
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