Oh Mein Gott
Part 1



"Have a nice day!"

Omi waved goodbye to the man that have just come to buy some flowers. Ken just smiled. His friend will be the same always. He have known him for, what?, 4 years?...no, seems more time than that....he was really small and had that girllish look on his face...well, he still had it. Ken snickered at the though, normally Omi gets mad when they call him a kid, what would he say if his best friend told him he looked like a girl, that won't be wise, I know he allways carry some darts as a back up.

"Ken-kun!!!"

"uh!!! Nani?!"

"are you trying to drown that plant?!" Ken blinked. He really didn't have any idea of what is friend was talking about....

"The plant!" said Omi pointing to the poor flower...

"uh?--wha?----agghh!!" Ken jumped realizing he have just killed the green thing. Omi giggled and kneeled to help Ken with the mess, "what were you thinking this time Ken? Your soccer classes?" he said emphasizing the 'this time' part.

"ah..u..no...." He said blushing a little when he remembered what was he pondering..."I was thinking about you actually..." Omi was now satring at him with this big-cerulean-eyes of him and a really pink color in his cheeks.

"...W--why were you...thinking that?"

"Well...." Ken rubbed the back of his neck obviously ashamed, what was he going to say 'you know Omi, I've known you for a long time and you still look like a girl?' not likely... "Since when did you and I known each other?" was what he finally decided to say. Omi blinked a few times "It has been almost 4 years, Ken-kun"

"Really? just 4 years?" Omi nodded, and Ken laughted nerviously "is just it seemed more time, that's all" both stood up but because of the convenient mess Ken made when overwatering the plant, Omi sliped and almost falled, if it wasn't for his friend who surrounded his arms in Omi's waist.

Omi froze at the touch he didn't move and for a moment Ken doubted the little one was breathing, and as if that wasn't wrong already, guess who entered the shop in the moment? Yohji!!! the man whose only thoughts inside his head are sex, alcohol, cigarettes and more sex

"Hello everybody!! your favorite playboy is he--woa!!! Ken! Omi! you're in public! can't you wait until the shop closes?!"

Omi imediatly stood on his feet and runned to his room, the other two watching him from the stairs, Yohji then turned to his left teammate with a wide grin. "He's gay"

"WHAAATTT?!"

Yohji didn't react to Ken's voice. He just lighted his cigartte, ot tried to and said "Omi. He's gay"

"YOU BAKA!!!!! How couild you say that about Omi??!!"

The blond look at him with a amazed look "Didn't you know?!"

"Of course not I mean-- Omi's not gay!!!"

Yohji smaked him on the head "Ken no baka!!!! do you want him to hear you?!!!!"

While Ken nursed his head, Yohji explained to his poor ignorant friend with all the wisdom he have adquired at the pass of years why he knew of Omi's preferences.

"...and when a hansome guy enters here to buy something he's the one who's allways there to help him"

"That's because he's not like somebody I know who would rather die than be useful in the shop!" said Ken still rubbing his head.

"Wanna bet?" Yohji showed his most feareal smile.

Ken didn't know what to say. He didn't undesrtood why, but somehow the playboy was always right with his 'predictions' like that ocassion he told everybody Aya and Birdman were going out, well of course everybody guessed it in a way, but how about the time he said Those two guys of Schwarts were a couple, Yohji couldn't have know this, but stil he knew it and he corrovored it later. And how about the time he knew who was stalking him after soccer trainings....

"Then it's settled"

what?" damn! too much thinking with myself!!! better pay attention to the real world Ken..

"Omi. I'll show you I'm right!! You'll see!!"

And the the playboy draged his soccer lover friend to the house.

When they got there, Omi was talking with someone in the phone, and looking to the kitchen window, he culd'nt saw his friends spying hin from behind.

"But each time is more difficult.....and then all of them are staring at me........I know......*sight*....ok.......yeah...I'll call you.....ok....bye" After he hung Ken and Yohji were still leaning in the doorframe.

Omi gasped for a second when he saw them, he then turned white, and then he turned pink, and then he started simling nerviuosly. "Yohji-kun! Ken-kun what are you doing here?!"

"er...ah...." you know, that's a good question.

"We just wanted to see if you are ok, I mean after the way you runned...."

Omi blushed. "Ha!! sorry for that it's just I heard the phone rinning..."

"I didn't heard anything, and I'm very good at it...." Yohji said, trying to prove something.

"Really? maybe you was just to obsesed thinking in women to notice it Yohji-kun..." The kid seemd to be back to normal.

"And who in this house doesn't?" eyeing the teen really cautiosuly.

"but who was it?"

"Ehh?"

"the telephone Omi. Who was it"

Omi smiled. "Ohh, it was just a friend of school, Ken-kun"

"Really?" The playboy graped his arms around the boy "Wasn't some girlfriend? ..or boyfriend...?

Omi then tried to change the way of the conversation. "Ken, if you're here, who's in the shop then?"

Ken blinked, That didn't have passed trough his head, good to have a friend like Omi to remember you when you miss something....

"I suggest you to go back before the slave driver shows up"

Ken hurried back to the shop, fortunately, Aya wasn't there, but now he was more worried about one thing: leaving Omi alone with Yohji....


Part 2