Chibification (Raising Ken)

Part 2

Omi took everything back. It was NOT fun having someone younger around. Especially not when said youngster just deleted his thought-provoking, headache inspiring research paper.

"Youji-KUUUN! Why didn't you watch Kenken?" Omi said accusingly, looking despairingly at his ruined hard drive and messed up beloved computer Nagi 2. (^o^v)

"I *was* watching but he was running all over the place and before I knew it…

BAM!"

Youji's voice was tired and not a little bit harassed by now and Omi did not have the heart to chastise his teammate, especially since there was a panicky look in his eyes.

But someone had to pay for all the hard work he put into the research. So he turned to the culprit…the one who was still thrashing his room with childish glee…and gave chase.

Chibi Ken thought they were playing tag so he run on ahead, laughing at the red-faced Omi.

"Wun, wun as fast as you can. You can't catch me, I'm the gingerbwead man!" The chestnut bangs waved into the little innocent face as he ran on, unaware of the deadly intent of the blue eyed bishonen chasing him.

Of course, chibi legs were no match for full-sized ones. In seconds, Omi cuffed the laughing chibi, sat down on the couch and turned chibi Kenken over his knee as he thwapped his cute little behind. Youji blinked, surprised at what Omi did.

"Uh, Omi? I don't think that's such a hot idea. The kid might…"

Without warning, chibi Ken burst into tears.

"Waaaaaaahhhhhhhh!"

The room exploded with a passel of crying noises from a pair of young over enthusiastic lungs as tears poured down on the floor.

"Now you've gone and done it!" Youji said, plugging his ears to escape the horrendous sounds of Kenken crying his eyes *and* most probably his lungs out.

Omi panicked and tried to calm the chibi down as he set Kenken down on the couch. By now, buckets of tears were pouring down from the chibi's eyes and his mouth resembled a cavernous black hole. Absently, Omi thought it possible that if he peered down Kenken's mouth he'd see all of Ken's innards. A fresh volley of screaming brought him back to reality.

"Youji-kun! What do I do? Help me out here!"

"Er, ah…umm, Kenken, you know, your voice box is going to get really damaged if you continue screaming like that."

Chibi Ken stopped for a moment looked at a very desperate looking Youji and immediately cried louder.

"WAAAAAAHHHHHHHH! WAHHHHHHH!"

"Oh, good one, Youji-kun!" Omi said, whacking the older blond. "Like children care if they damage their voice box. Ba-ka!"

"At least *I* tried. I don't see you doing anything, Omiitchi!"

"WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?"

/Saviour!/ The same thought ran through both Youji and Omi's head as they turned towards the door. The pale redhead leader of Weiß stood, framed by the light in the doorway.

"Aya!"

"Aya-kun!"

"SAVE US!"

At the sound of the deep voice, the crying chibi quieted down a bit and toddled over as fast as his chibi legs could carry him, nearly tripping over his oversized shirt in the process as he quickly glomped onto Aya's leg.

"Ayan! Ayan! O…Omiitchi, he…he hurt me. I'se hurting."

"I should've known chibi Kenkens would attach itself to an Aya." Youji rolled his eyes as he snickered to Omi. The chibi Kenken had quieted down as he buried his little head into the pants, obviously trying to get the redhead's sympathy.

"I heard somewhere that kids show their affections more openly than grown-ups ever will too." Omi nodded at Youji, staring at the chibi who was almost purring now in contentment and trying to climb up Aya's pants without success. Aya just so happened to wear his slick, slippery slacks.

/Really,/ Omi thought to himself, /kids are so easy to distract./

Aya was oblivious to their snide hints, purple eyes were too intently focused on the little curiosity hanging onto his leg.

He blinked once, rubbed his eyes in astonishment and went back to staring.

He stared…

And stared…

And stared. Until even chibi Kenken became restless and was starting to shift uneasily while hanging onto Aya's legs for dear life.

Finally, Youji couldn't take it anymore. The chibi's attention was starting to wander and that was bad. Real bad. It meant chasing the chibi around the room again. He burst out.

"Aw, come ON, man! Snap out of it!"

No response.

Aya was still staring at the idly fidgeting chibi who decided that a transfixed Aya was no fun and since he couldn't climb up Aya's leg to get closer to Aya, he opted for other more interesting things around the room.

Fortunately, Youji had been expecting that. He whacked Aya on the head in irritation and scooped up the protesting mini-Ken and brought him close to Aya-s face with every word he spoke.

"This."

Shove.

"Is."

"True."

The little hyperactive bundle they had fondly known as Ken, saw Aya's face so close to his own. He squealed and reached out, glomping unto Aya's face with the same ferocity that he glomped unto Omi.

"Ayan! Ayan!"

Of course by then Youji had let go of his hold on the little chibi, secure in the knowledge that the chibi would hang onto Aya like an octopus.

"Ken? This is really Ken?"

Aya said, turning the chibi round and round, inspecting the child minutely. Of course, chibi Kenken being a child, loved being rotated and laughed out loud.

Youji raised an eyebrow. "Oi, Aya! Better not rotate the little brat too much unless you're into shotakon."

"Nani?" Aya blushed and glared at Youji for the insulting suggestion.

But he stopped what he was doing when he realized that underneath the oversized shirt, chibi Kenken wasn't wearing anything at all.

"Hey, what was I supposed to do?" Youji said. "When Ken shrunk, he practically drowned under his normal clothes. I thought I'd borrow some from Omi here since he's the smallest but the little dynamo got us sidetracked."

"I will not lend my clothes to that little brat." Omi grouched as he went back on his computer to try to repair the damage chibi Kenken did.

Youji shrugged and grinned. "I doubt they'd fit anyway, Omi."

"What happened?" Aya interrupted in his usual abrupt manner. Now that he was past his astonishment, he wanted to know the details. He was Weiß' leader. It came with the territory.

A big sigh came from Youji as the blond shook his head. "It's a VERY long story Aya. Are you sure you want to hear?"

"Yes." Aya replied tersely.

"Well I don't want to tell it." Youji said stubbornly. "Let Omi tell you the story."

Aya's purple eyes started to heat up at Youji's orneriness and was just about to chastise him when just then the little chibi bounced too hard and dislodged the oversized shirt off of one shoulder. Aya lifted the shirt up to the chibi's shoulders and smiled an evil grin.

A plan had formed itself in his mind.

He turned to Youji. "Fine. Omi'll tell me. IN the meantime, why don't you go and shop with Kenken. He needs some clothes."

"WhhhaaaaAAAAAAtttttt?" Youji's voice was so loud it made Aya's bangs flutter in the wind it generated. "No, I don't want to."

"That wasn't a request, Kudou. That was an order."

Aya glared at Youji and Youji glared back. This went on for a few more seconds with neither giving in. In the end, Youji relented. After all no one could match Aya's deadly glare. And Youji didn't want to try. Sometimes he wondered if Aya had already patented that glare.

/He'd probably make millions out of it if he did./ Youji thought sourly. Outwardly, he just scowled as Aya plopped the still hyperactive Kenken into his arms. He stomped out of the room and left them with a guilt-inducing sentence.

"Well if I don't ever return from this trip, tell Kritiker its all Kenken's fault. Or if I return with a strangled Kenken in tow--"

"Ken shows up with one bruise Youji and you're dead. He's the child, not you. You're the adult. Act like one." Aya glared.

"Its just shopping, Youji-kun. How hard can it be?" Omi quickly followed up.

Youji just snorted and stalked out of the room without a by your leave, tucking the laughing chibi under his arm as he went for his car.

/How hard can it be? The little runt's forgotten what Kenken did to his beloved computer./

"Sit still, Kenken." He practically growled at the little brunette beside him as he fastened the seatbelt on the chibi.

/This is going to be a really bad experience./

But just when his mood was about to nosedive, the chibi wiggled around the snug seatbelt and hugged him tight around the neck.

"Yur sooo nice, Yotan! I wike you!" (translation: You're so nice Youji. I like you.)

The smile on the chibi's face was hard to resist and Youji smiled back. He couldn't help it.

He revved up the engine and watched the chibi who was now sitting quietly on the seat beside him, beaming at nothing in particular.

/Maybe shopping with a chibi Ken won't be so bad after all./

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TBC ^_~ Comments onegai?

Omi: <blinks>I see chibi Kenken is devious too…

Kenken: I'se not! I'se not! <runs to Aya to squeal>

Omi: <Shakes head> I liked him better when he was older than me.

Due to the fact that I'm updating sites and looking for work, I won't be able to email my thanks to people who commented on this ficcie so I'm sending out a mass thanks ne? <glomps you all>To bridget-chan, Sin, venus-chan, Krazy Kazuko, rebecca, cindy, mami-sama, trinity-chan, SW,Mizu Kagami, Finger, tyrne j, reiko, Betty Lee, giniro-chan, garnet stone, Kisaragi Yuu, Roseclaw and Silver Fox.

Tschubi-chan! Wai wai! You're going to make me another piccie for this ne? ne? <glomps you>

Siberian-chan….<huggles you>I hope you get through finals and all the stress soon…

Omiitchi-chan...you're the first to vote YouKen! ^-^ Lessew what happens ne?