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-Part 1- Weiss: Episode 1 Birthdays were supposed to be fun. Cake and candles,
presents, happy people shouting and laughing, parties, dancing, kissing, and
most of all, the joy of knowing you were a year older. But such wasn’t the case for Aya
Fujimiya. Birthdays, well, birthdays
really sucked for the pallid redhead. When Aya turned seven, his dog
was hit by a car, and died. When Aya turned eighteen, his parents were killed and his
sister got into an accident and went into a coma. Aya watched as his life was
torn away, and his identity found new ownership by Kritiker. When Aya turned twenty, he was
transferred from Crashers to Weiss. And met Ken. When Aya turned twenty-one...
well, he hadn’t turned twenty-one yet, and this year.... “YOSH!” Ken shouted, glancing over the to-do list. A smile
formed on his face, which turned into a broad grin as the brunette enveloped in
laughter, shaking clenched fists determinedly. “This year will be the best
birthday for Aya ever!” “Anou.... Ken-kun...” Omi stammered. The caramel haired boy
stared at Ken awkwardly, taking small steps back towards the door, away from
Ken and his maniacal laughter. “Ken,
you are scaring me... Ken-kun, are you listening? KEN!!!!” And so, the countdown to Aya’s
best birthday ever began. * * * Rolling up his sleeves, Ken nodded sternly, as he thought up
a list of things he wanted to buy for Aya’s best birthday party. “I want
balloons.” “I can do that...” Omi nodded,
jotting it down on paper. “I need roses too. Aya really
likes roses.” “We work in a flowershop, Ken-kun. That’s not a problem...”
Omi replied, continuing to scribble in kanji on the paper. “A big cake..” “I can make a cake.” Omi agreed,
glancing up at Ken through big azure eyes. “Anything else?” Ken looked over at Omi through
dark two-toned brown eyes. “Fireworks!” “...Fireworks??” Omi echoed. “I can’t find fireworks!” he
cried, tossing the pen down on the paper frustratedly. “Why not??” Ken whined, and banged the table with his fist.
“The Fourth of July is the day Americans use fireworks.. so why can’t you?” Omi rolled his eyes, glaring at the brunette. Honestly. Ken
could be so dense sometimes! “Ken-kun, just because Aya’s birthday happens to
land on the Americans’ Independence day, does NOT mean I am flying to America
to find you fireworks.” Ken cocked an eyebrow, and folded his arms across his chest.
“What about trying Okinawa? Americans are there.. they might have fireworks.”
He pointed out, nodding. Omi sighed, and dropped his head
onto the table. “We’re.. seven hours away.. from Okinawa, Ken-kun...” “Oh.” Ken replied, visible disappointment
in his voice. Hitting his head
against the cold wooden table a few times, Omi raised his reddened forehead to
look at the brunette. “Ken-kun. I’ll have Yohji take me to Asakusa and
Nishikicho... they have lots of markets. I’m sure we can find something...” he
whimpered. “You mean it??” Ken asked
excitedly, his face full of light and hope again. “Yes..” Omi replied, exasperated.
Ken nodded, waving his arms
excitedly. “What else, what else do I need to do??” Omi dropped his head back onto the notepad. “Keep quiet so
Aya doesn’t hear you?” he muffled against the paper. “No, Omi!” Ken frowned. “Oh
yeah! I need to go to Maranouchi!” Omi turned his face, peering at
Ken through huge blue eyes. “Maranouchi? What for?” Ken winked, jumping up from the table. “You’ll see! I swear,
this will be Aya’s best birthday ever!” Clenching his fist, he struck a
determined pose, and began to laugh triumphantly. Omi smooshed his face against the paper again, as if trying
to hide from Ken. “Yeah. Aya’s best birthday, and my biggest nightmare.” He
whimpered, and covered his ears to try and block out Ken’s evil laughter. “Ken,
you are scaring me again.. .. Ken-kun, are you listening? KEN!!!!” And so, Aya’s best birthday ever
was underway. [To Be Continued] Editor’s Notes: -- Places mentioned are Tokyo Districts. -- When he was seven? I’m not sure. I read it in a
fanfiction. ^^; -- I might be off by the age thing a bit. So sue me. |