Bits and Pieces of Weiss Kruez

BY : fareys_delight
Category: Wei▀ Kreuz > Yaoi - Male/Male
Dragon prints: 4017
Disclaimer: I do not own Weiss Kreuz, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.


Title: Alley Way Discussion



Fandom: Weiss Kruez



Pairing/Characters: Farfarello, Aya



Prompt: learning new things



Drabble #: 142



Date: August 14, 2012



Word count: 269



Next pairing: Keigo/Ichigo



AN: I love this world, it’s just so much fun to play in.



 



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He ran into Farfarello first.



 



Not that it was planned by either man, but it did happen. Aya had stepped outside to catch his breath during work and had found the silver haired Irish man using one of the stools found there. After an initial eyeing, he had sat down, pulled out a pack of sweetly flavored cigarettes and started his break.



 



“When did you start smoking?” Farfarello asked, eyeing the cigarette in Ayas fingers as the ash was casually flicked off.



 



“When I needed to relax. And since I hate being drunk, these were the better idea,” Aya responded, shrugging. “When do you drink the American beers? I know we sell better.”



 



“I told the bartender something good,” Farfarello admitted, sneering at the bottle in his hand.



 



“See, you don’t tell a training bartender that. Especially that one,” Aya snorted. “He thinks that American beer is the best and all else isn’t worth it.”



 



“I’ll remember that. Schuldig has gotten me hooked on good German lager,” Farfarello admitted, shrugging with a smile on his lips.



 



“And you got him hooked on in return?” Aya asked, the other man leering at him.



 



“Irish whiskey, imported from Ireland of course,” he chuckled.



 



“Of course. We have some good whiskeys,” Aya mused, finishing off his cigarette, dropping the butt down onto the ground. Crushing it, he stood and tugged his jeans up. “Next time you and Schuldig come around, I suggest you avoid Mais tables. She’s starting to obsess,” he warned.



 



“We’ll sit at one of yours,” Farfarello stated as the red head disappeared into the club with one last smirk.



 



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