Fighting for Ken
by: Schu_chan
disclaimer: WeiB does not belong to me. Wish it did, but it doesn't.
* * are thoughts
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"Yada! Hanase!"
"Aw, come on, Kitty. I'm sure you want to play with some of us."
"Hanase! I only came here to find someone!"
"Well, you found me, didn't you?"
Ken growled and quickly punched the young man. He smirked as the young man ran away. He was surprised when someone exited the club from the back and fell down the stairs.
He turned and looked - was that Schuldich?! He hurried towards the redhead that lay silently on the ground and turned him over.
"Masaka, you're supposed to be dead!"
Schuldich groaned and opened his eyes. They widened when he realized that it was Ken who had him in his arms.
"Hanase! I don't need your help!"
Ken bristled. "Who said that I was helping?!"
Schuldich glared back at him and stood quickly, dusting himself off. "What are you doing at a club like this, WeiB?"
"I'm looking for someone."
*Balinese is a regular here? I never knew that.*
Ken glared at Schuldich, saying, "Stay out of my head, Schwarz!"
Schuldich grinned at him, saying, "But it's sooo fuuun~"
"What are you saying is fun?"
"Oh, your thoughts on a certain redhead that you work with. The way his tight jeans cling to his a-"
"Urusai! It's got nothing to do with you!"
"Or the way a certain teenager looks when he pouts... his cute dimples and wide, blue eyes crumbling your defenses as he asks for your candy... his-"
"URUSAI!"
"You're pretty cute yourself, you know, Neko-chan."
Ken growled as Schuldich slammed him against the wall.
"Let go, you mother fucking bastard!"
Schuldich grinned and leaned in against Ken's body, gently giving his ear a lick. "Why should I do that, my dear kitty?"
Ken yelped when Schuldich bit the end part of his earlobe, drawing blood. "Ite! Stop it, you bastard!"
"But you taste so good..."
Ken gulped when Schuldich trailed his lips down his neck, tongue darting out to taste him. "Ya-yamero!"
Schuldich paused and grinned. He whispered softly, "Are you sure?"
"Y-yes!"
"Even if I do this?"
Schuldich quickly covered Ken's lips with his, shoving his tongue into his lips. Ken tried to kick at him and gasped when Schuldich suddenly let go of his arms, quickly shoving his hands down Ken's pants. Ken's knees immediately weakened as Schuldich massaged the now hardening groin. Ken groaned into Schuldich's mouth, now kissing Schuldich back, rubbing his tongue against Schuldich's. Ken thrust into Schuldich's hands, holding onto him tightly.
"Oi, I thought I heard Kenken's voice somewhere here while we were coming out."
*Yotan!*
*Sh, Kitten. If you want this, you have to be silent.*
Ken whimpered softly as Schuldich pulled his hands out of his pants. *Be silent, kitten... You want this, I know it. Wait until your friend goes by.*
*I, I don't want it... I don't!*
Schuldich smirked as he lazily licked Ken's cheek. *Yes, you do.*
"YOHJI! Over, over here!"
Schuldich hissed and slapped Ken across the face before running. *I'm not finished, Ken. I want you, and I always get what I want.*
Ken fell to his knees, breathing harshly. That had been one of the hardest things he'd ever done in his life.
"Ken! What are you doing back here?"
Ken looked up at Yohji, dazed. "Looking for you."
"In an alleyway?"
"I never know with you."
Ken blushed when one of Yohji's friends smirked at his rumpled appearance and remarked, "Or maybe it's the other way around. Looks like your friend here has been having some fun, Yohji."
Yohji peered closely at Ken, their faces only centimeters apart. Ken blushed fiercely, wishing that the wall wasn't behind him and wishing that he wasn't sitting down. Yohji sniffed delicately before laughing.
"Ken, never knew you had it in you!"
"Yotan! That's not it!"
Yohji ignored Ken's protests and led him away from the club.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Schuldich smiled as he saw Ken walking home from coaching soccer practice at the local high school. Perfect timing - for him. But he was shocked when he saw a car suddenly going straight at Ken - it would hit in just a few seconds.
"KEN!"
Ken looked up and saw the car, which attempted to swerve away from him. His eyes widened in shock and he tried to move to the side but found himself frozen to the spot. Schuldich watched in horror as the car hit Ken and screeched to a stop. A man exited the car, hurrying towards the limp body. Schuldich squinted, trying to catch a glimpse of the face. The man inspected Ken's body, running expert hands over it. Schuldich gasped as the man picked up Ken's body and turned to enter his car.
Bradley Crawford.
by: Schu_chan
disclaimer: WeiB does not belong to me. Wish it did, but it doesn't.
* * are thoughts
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Yada! Hanase!"
"Aw, come on, Kitty. I'm sure you want to play with some of us."
"Hanase! I only came here to find someone!"
"Well, you found me, didn't you?"
Ken growled and quickly punched the young man. He smirked as the young man ran away. He was surprised when someone exited the club from the back and fell down the stairs.
He turned and looked - was that Schuldich?! He hurried towards the redhead that lay silently on the ground and turned him over.
"Masaka, you're supposed to be dead!"
Schuldich groaned and opened his eyes. They widened when he realized that it was Ken who had him in his arms.
"Hanase! I don't need your help!"
Ken bristled. "Who said that I was helping?!"
Schuldich glared back at him and stood quickly, dusting himself off. "What are you doing at a club like this, WeiB?"
"I'm looking for someone."
*Balinese is a regular here? I never knew that.*
Ken glared at Schuldich, saying, "Stay out of my head, Schwarz!"
Schuldich grinned at him, saying, "But it's sooo fuuun~"
"What are you saying is fun?"
"Oh, your thoughts on a certain redhead that you work with. The way his tight jeans cling to his a-"
"Urusai! It's got nothing to do with you!"
"Or the way a certain teenager looks when he pouts... his cute dimples and wide, blue eyes crumbling your defenses as he asks for your candy... his-"
"URUSAI!"
"You're pretty cute yourself, you know, Neko-chan."
Ken growled as Schuldich slammed him against the wall.
"Let go, you mother fucking bastard!"
Schuldich grinned and leaned in against Ken's body, gently giving his ear a lick. "Why should I do that, my dear kitty?"
Ken yelped when Schuldich bit the end part of his earlobe, drawing blood. "Ite! Stop it, you bastard!"
"But you taste so good..."
Ken gulped when Schuldich trailed his lips down his neck, tongue darting out to taste him. "Ya-yamero!"
Schuldich paused and grinned. He whispered softly, "Are you sure?"
"Y-yes!"
"Even if I do this?"
Schuldich quickly covered Ken's lips with his, shoving his tongue into his lips. Ken tried to kick at him and gasped when Schuldich suddenly let go of his arms, quickly shoving his hands down Ken's pants. Ken's knees immediately weakened as Schuldich massaged the now hardening groin. Ken groaned into Schuldich's mouth, now kissing Schuldich back, rubbing his tongue against Schuldich's. Ken thrust into Schuldich's hands, holding onto him tightly.
"Oi, I thought I heard Kenken's voice somewhere here while we were coming out."
*Yotan!*
*Sh, Kitten. If you want this, you have to be silent.*
Ken whimpered softly as Schuldich pulled his hands out of his pants. *Be silent, kitten... You want this, I know it. Wait until your friend goes by.*
*I, I don't want it... I don't!*
Schuldich smirked as he lazily licked Ken's cheek. *Yes, you do.*
"YOHJI! Over, over here!"
Schuldich hissed and slapped Ken across the face before running. *I'm not finished, Ken. I want you, and I always get what I want.*
Ken fell to his knees, breathing harshly. That had been one of the hardest things he'd ever done in his life.
"Ken! What are you doing back here?"
Ken looked up at Yohji, dazed. "Looking for you."
"In an alleyway?"
"I never know with you."
Ken blushed when one of Yohji's friends smirked at his rumpled appearance and remarked, "Or maybe it's the other way around. Looks like your friend here has been having some fun, Yohji."
Yohji peered closely at Ken, their faces only centimeters apart. Ken blushed fiercely, wishing that the wall wasn't behind him and wishing that he wasn't sitting down. Yohji sniffed delicately before laughing.
"Ken, never knew you had it in you!"
"Yotan! That's not it!"
Yohji ignored Ken's protests and led him away from the club.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Schuldich smiled as he saw Ken walking home from coaching soccer practice at the local high school. Perfect timing - for him. But he was shocked when he saw a car suddenly going straight at Ken - it would hit in just a few seconds.
"KEN!"
Ken looked up and saw the car, which attempted to swerve away from him. His eyes widened in shock and he tried to move to the side but found himself frozen to the spot. Schuldich watched in horror as the car hit Ken and screeched to a stop. A man exited the car, hurrying towards the limp body. Schuldich squinted, trying to catch a glimpse of the face. The man inspected Ken's body, running expert hands over it. Schuldich gasped as the man picked up Ken's body and turned to enter his car.
Bradley Crawford.