Author: Oujo-chan
Email: spookylonegungal@aol.com
Title: A Rose is Just a Rose [1/?] - Der Dorn (The Thorn)
Type: Series
Teaser: Ken finds out where the flower arrangement is really supposed to go.
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: not any that I can think of...
Warnings: an eensy bit o' language, shonen-ai
Keywords: Angst, KenxAya
Archive: sure, if you really want to....
A Rose is Just a Rose
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Ken smiled to himself as he prepared a lovely red-rose arrangement. He was happier than he had been in years. What a great day!
Two weeks ago, Aya-kun had declared his love for Ken. He couldn't be more ecstatic now! How wonderful. ^.^
"Ouch!" His finger was pricked by a thorn. A crimson drop of blood protruded from the wound. It splattered onto a green leaf. The leaf held the crimson color as it slowly dried up. He hurried off to find a band-aid.
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Omi hummed a tune as he walked over to the flower arrangement Ken had just finished.
'How very careless of him to not put it in the refrigerator,' he thought. 'Oh well'
He moved the hefty arrangement over to the refrigerator to await delivery by Youji. He never noticed the simple splattering of crimson on the verdant little leaf.
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Youji sighed in relief. He was almost done for the day. Good thing too, he had a date later on. One last bouquet remained in the frigid case. It was a beautiful arrangement of red roses and baby's breath. He rolled his eyes. Red roses were so typical. He preferred to get girls bright wildflowers or something that was happy to look at. Not drab old roses. Blah.
He picked up the order form from the table to find the place of delivery. 'How strange,' he thought. It's to go to Aya's place....
He'd have to tease the firey-haired man later. So, he'd finally found himself a girlfriend.. It was about time. The man needed to get laid.. Maybe he wouldn't be so quiet and cold anymore.
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Aya quickly ushered the girl out, knowing Ken would be on his way soon. He slammed to door shut before she could give him a last kiss. Oh the horror of if Ken ever found out...
He felt sick to his stomach. He had been sleeping with Hitomi for just over a week. They had met in a coffee house and the lust had been electric.
Aya loved Ken. He did, he really did. Hitomi was just a body to him. Ken preferred abstinence, wanting to wait for the physical intimacy. He had told this to Aya straight out. Aya had of course agreed to this because he loved Ken so much. He loved Ken all the more for wanting to wait.
But...he needed that physical intimacy. Call him a guy. He needed sex. It made him sick, but it was true. If he couldn't get it from Ken, he knew he would have to go elsewhere for it. He made himself sick. 'Your a sick bastard, Aya.' he thought.
Hitomi had sent him roses. A dozen to be exact. Yes, Ken would love to receive a dozen roses. Good plan, Aya.
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Ken knocked on Aya's door. He was completely unaware that a woman had left not twenty minutes ago..
He couldn't wait to see the older man. He had been stuck at work all day, with an incredibly long shift. He needed to relax.
Aya opened the door hesitantly, adorning a smile as he did. "Ken-kun! Come on in!"
Ken hugged Aya warmly, then entered his apartment. He breathed in deeply, 'Ah, the smell of Aya-kun.' He smiled genuinely and looked around, as he always does. Aya draped an arm over his shoulders and led him to the kitchen.
"I have a gift for you, Ken-kun." he announced and broke off from the embrace. Aya brought over a bouquet of roses. A dozen red roses, the symbol of love.
"How sweet, Aya-kun!" he smiled and swiftly kissed the crimson haired man. "Thank you Aya-kun, I love them." He put his nose to a bud and inhaled the sweet scent.
"Well, I love you, Ken-kun." Aya again draped an arm over Ken's shoulder as Ken examined the flowers. 'Ah, too cute,' he thought.
Suddenly something caught Ken's eye. A crimson splattering on one of the leaves. He pulled away from Aya. "What's wrong, Ken-kun?"
Ken ripped the red stained leaf from the arrangement. He showed it to Aya. "Aya-kun, this is MY blood on this leaf. I made this arrangement. But, your not the one who ordered it! It was a woman's name! Hilde or Hitomi or something.." He pulled further away from Aya's grasp.
"How did you get this arrangement?" Ken was angry now.
Aya tensed up. Ken knew, he had to. He knew about Hitomi. He'll never want to see me again. What will I do?!?!? "I...Ken...I .I can explain!" he began.
"No Aya! Stealing is wrong! Now that poor girl's flowers won't get to the person she loves! How could you be so cruel, Aya-kun?" He stormed out of the apartment, carrying the heavy arrangement of flowers down stairs. He would deliver it, himself. That way he could apologize for Aya's behavior.
'Oh Ken-kun. Your so sweetly dense. If only you knew..' Aya sighed, ashamed of himself. He wished that they were stolen flowers. It would make everything better. Much better. But no, they had been for him....
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Down in the Koneko's office, Ken searched for the order forms. He couldn't believe Aya had actually STOLEN flowers from an order. It was so uncharacteristic. His morals should prevent him from doing such a thing..
He leafed through the book of orders. "H, h, h,...hmm...aha!" He found it. "Hitomi Maki"
He looked down at the shipping information. He stared in disbelief. "A...A..Aya-kun?" How could it be for Aya? Who the hell was this Hitomi?
He read the message insert that was to be sent along with the flowers. It said, "Thank you, Aya-kun. Last night was wonderful. I love you. Love, Hitomi"
Ken just couldn't believe it. Aya had been good in bed? How could he have been so fucking stupid?? Tears welled up in his chocolate brown eyes. Of course Aya would have a mistress. ..yeah that would make sense. Sex for Aya. Great. How could he be so stupid? So fucking stupid??
He threw the vase of roses at the wall of the office. The glass shattered into a million little shards. The roses littered the floor and everything was soaked.
Ken slid to the floor, weeping in anger, disregarding the slivers of glass that cut into his thighs.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~owari~
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Email: spookylonegungal@aol.com
Title: A Rose is Just a Rose [1/?] - Der Dorn (The Thorn)
Type: Series
Teaser: Ken finds out where the flower arrangement is really supposed to go.
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: not any that I can think of...
Warnings: an eensy bit o' language, shonen-ai
Keywords: Angst, KenxAya
Archive: sure, if you really want to....
A Rose is Just a Rose
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Ken smiled to himself as he prepared a lovely red-rose arrangement. He was happier than he had been in years. What a great day!
Two weeks ago, Aya-kun had declared his love for Ken. He couldn't be more ecstatic now! How wonderful. ^.^
"Ouch!" His finger was pricked by a thorn. A crimson drop of blood protruded from the wound. It splattered onto a green leaf. The leaf held the crimson color as it slowly dried up. He hurried off to find a band-aid.
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Omi hummed a tune as he walked over to the flower arrangement Ken had just finished.
'How very careless of him to not put it in the refrigerator,' he thought. 'Oh well'
He moved the hefty arrangement over to the refrigerator to await delivery by Youji. He never noticed the simple splattering of crimson on the verdant little leaf.
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Youji sighed in relief. He was almost done for the day. Good thing too, he had a date later on. One last bouquet remained in the frigid case. It was a beautiful arrangement of red roses and baby's breath. He rolled his eyes. Red roses were so typical. He preferred to get girls bright wildflowers or something that was happy to look at. Not drab old roses. Blah.
He picked up the order form from the table to find the place of delivery. 'How strange,' he thought. It's to go to Aya's place....
He'd have to tease the firey-haired man later. So, he'd finally found himself a girlfriend.. It was about time. The man needed to get laid.. Maybe he wouldn't be so quiet and cold anymore.
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Aya quickly ushered the girl out, knowing Ken would be on his way soon. He slammed to door shut before she could give him a last kiss. Oh the horror of if Ken ever found out...
He felt sick to his stomach. He had been sleeping with Hitomi for just over a week. They had met in a coffee house and the lust had been electric.
Aya loved Ken. He did, he really did. Hitomi was just a body to him. Ken preferred abstinence, wanting to wait for the physical intimacy. He had told this to Aya straight out. Aya had of course agreed to this because he loved Ken so much. He loved Ken all the more for wanting to wait.
But...he needed that physical intimacy. Call him a guy. He needed sex. It made him sick, but it was true. If he couldn't get it from Ken, he knew he would have to go elsewhere for it. He made himself sick. 'Your a sick bastard, Aya.' he thought.
Hitomi had sent him roses. A dozen to be exact. Yes, Ken would love to receive a dozen roses. Good plan, Aya.
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Ken knocked on Aya's door. He was completely unaware that a woman had left not twenty minutes ago..
He couldn't wait to see the older man. He had been stuck at work all day, with an incredibly long shift. He needed to relax.
Aya opened the door hesitantly, adorning a smile as he did. "Ken-kun! Come on in!"
Ken hugged Aya warmly, then entered his apartment. He breathed in deeply, 'Ah, the smell of Aya-kun.' He smiled genuinely and looked around, as he always does. Aya draped an arm over his shoulders and led him to the kitchen.
"I have a gift for you, Ken-kun." he announced and broke off from the embrace. Aya brought over a bouquet of roses. A dozen red roses, the symbol of love.
"How sweet, Aya-kun!" he smiled and swiftly kissed the crimson haired man. "Thank you Aya-kun, I love them." He put his nose to a bud and inhaled the sweet scent.
"Well, I love you, Ken-kun." Aya again draped an arm over Ken's shoulder as Ken examined the flowers. 'Ah, too cute,' he thought.
Suddenly something caught Ken's eye. A crimson splattering on one of the leaves. He pulled away from Aya. "What's wrong, Ken-kun?"
Ken ripped the red stained leaf from the arrangement. He showed it to Aya. "Aya-kun, this is MY blood on this leaf. I made this arrangement. But, your not the one who ordered it! It was a woman's name! Hilde or Hitomi or something.." He pulled further away from Aya's grasp.
"How did you get this arrangement?" Ken was angry now.
Aya tensed up. Ken knew, he had to. He knew about Hitomi. He'll never want to see me again. What will I do?!?!? "I...Ken...I .I can explain!" he began.
"No Aya! Stealing is wrong! Now that poor girl's flowers won't get to the person she loves! How could you be so cruel, Aya-kun?" He stormed out of the apartment, carrying the heavy arrangement of flowers down stairs. He would deliver it, himself. That way he could apologize for Aya's behavior.
'Oh Ken-kun. Your so sweetly dense. If only you knew..' Aya sighed, ashamed of himself. He wished that they were stolen flowers. It would make everything better. Much better. But no, they had been for him....
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Down in the Koneko's office, Ken searched for the order forms. He couldn't believe Aya had actually STOLEN flowers from an order. It was so uncharacteristic. His morals should prevent him from doing such a thing..
He leafed through the book of orders. "H, h, h,...hmm...aha!" He found it. "Hitomi Maki"
He looked down at the shipping information. He stared in disbelief. "A...A..Aya-kun?" How could it be for Aya? Who the hell was this Hitomi?
He read the message insert that was to be sent along with the flowers. It said, "Thank you, Aya-kun. Last night was wonderful. I love you. Love, Hitomi"
Ken just couldn't believe it. Aya had been good in bed? How could he have been so fucking stupid?? Tears welled up in his chocolate brown eyes. Of course Aya would have a mistress. ..yeah that would make sense. Sex for Aya. Great. How could he be so stupid? So fucking stupid??
He threw the vase of roses at the wall of the office. The glass shattered into a million little shards. The roses littered the floor and everything was soaked.
Ken slid to the floor, weeping in anger, disregarding the slivers of glass that cut into his thighs.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~owari~
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