Hello everyone…this story has some shonen ai, so don't say I didn't warn
you…This is my first Weiss Kruez fic so be gentle…
The boys aren't mine…so don't bother suing me…I'm a part time waitress for god's sake…how much could I possible be worth??
Please review…and I'll try to update as often as possible!!!
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The silence in the room was almost deafening. The blonde and brunette sat next to each other for a whole hour staring at the black t.v. screen not saying a word. The other two assassins were out on a mission and chances are they wouldn't be back until morning.
The taller man spoke, "So…um…how's your soccer thing?"
"It's alright…I guess…"
"Oh…that's good…"
The silence returned.
Ken felt like be was being watched, so he looked at Yohji from the corner of his eye. Yohji was sitting there staring at him! Ken jerked towards the older assassin, "would you stop staring at me Yohji?!"
"Sorry Kenken. I just can't help it. You're so…pretty."
Oh my god…Yohji thought Ken was *pretty*?
"What the hell are you talking about Kudou??"
As Yohji became to close for comfort, Ken leaped off of the couch, and started backing away from the rapidly advancing blonde. Before he even realized it, his back was against the wall.
"Your eyes are so dark, and your hair is so shinny, and your body is so nicely toned, and those lips…" Yohji was close enough to touch him now, and he was getting closer. Ken felt his breath becoming shorter, and then Yohji stopped moving.
But it was too late to run. Yohji's body was pressed up against Ken's, his skillful hands placed strategically on his hips, and his jade eyes were locked with his own.
Yohji started to lean in, and Ken swallowed hard. Within a matter of seconds his lips were covered in a passionate kiss. Yohji held Ken's protesting hips in place as he tried to escape.
The older man sucked hard at Ken's mouth, exploring the inside with hunger. Ken just stood there frozen. He didn't know what to do. He couldn't kiss the man back. It was Yohji for god's sake, the self-proclaimed playboy, his friend and fellow assassin. So he just let Yohji explore his mouth. Yohji's tongue passed over Ken's many times, with no reaction from the younger man. Then, without warning Yohji broke the kiss, and stared into Ken's confused eyes.
Ken spoke, "Why are you doing this Yohji?"
"Don't you know Ken? Don't you know what I want??"
"Yohji…" tears began to well up in his eyes.
"I want you. And sooner or later Ken I will have you. Make no mistake, you will be mine."
TBC
The boys aren't mine…so don't bother suing me…I'm a part time waitress for god's sake…how much could I possible be worth??
Please review…and I'll try to update as often as possible!!!
***
The silence in the room was almost deafening. The blonde and brunette sat next to each other for a whole hour staring at the black t.v. screen not saying a word. The other two assassins were out on a mission and chances are they wouldn't be back until morning.
The taller man spoke, "So…um…how's your soccer thing?"
"It's alright…I guess…"
"Oh…that's good…"
The silence returned.
Ken felt like be was being watched, so he looked at Yohji from the corner of his eye. Yohji was sitting there staring at him! Ken jerked towards the older assassin, "would you stop staring at me Yohji?!"
"Sorry Kenken. I just can't help it. You're so…pretty."
Oh my god…Yohji thought Ken was *pretty*?
"What the hell are you talking about Kudou??"
As Yohji became to close for comfort, Ken leaped off of the couch, and started backing away from the rapidly advancing blonde. Before he even realized it, his back was against the wall.
"Your eyes are so dark, and your hair is so shinny, and your body is so nicely toned, and those lips…" Yohji was close enough to touch him now, and he was getting closer. Ken felt his breath becoming shorter, and then Yohji stopped moving.
But it was too late to run. Yohji's body was pressed up against Ken's, his skillful hands placed strategically on his hips, and his jade eyes were locked with his own.
Yohji started to lean in, and Ken swallowed hard. Within a matter of seconds his lips were covered in a passionate kiss. Yohji held Ken's protesting hips in place as he tried to escape.
The older man sucked hard at Ken's mouth, exploring the inside with hunger. Ken just stood there frozen. He didn't know what to do. He couldn't kiss the man back. It was Yohji for god's sake, the self-proclaimed playboy, his friend and fellow assassin. So he just let Yohji explore his mouth. Yohji's tongue passed over Ken's many times, with no reaction from the younger man. Then, without warning Yohji broke the kiss, and stared into Ken's confused eyes.
Ken spoke, "Why are you doing this Yohji?"
"Don't you know Ken? Don't you know what I want??"
"Yohji…" tears began to well up in his eyes.
"I want you. And sooner or later Ken I will have you. Make no mistake, you will be mine."
TBC
