Chapter 9

Aya hated leaving Yohji in the dark while doing something like this. He felt disgusting, but managed to only focus on how it felt to have Yohji's lips against his. He couldn't give him any hints, Shuldig would read it in his head before he could even get a hint to Yohji, and even if he didn't he would read the hint from Yohji anyway.

So Aya motioned Shuldig to come over and join them. The man laughed, but came over just as Aya had hoped he would. He wanted Yohji right now, wanted everything the man had to give. Yohji kissed down his jaw and then bit hard into the hollow between his shoulder and neck. Aya gasped, that always felt amazing.

He could feel Yohji's frustration, and he couldn't blame the man. He was pretty sure that if he opened his eyes Yohji would be glaring. Whether at him or Shuldig he really didn't know at this point.

He nearly jumped when Shuldig's hands slid over his shoulders. Aya turned his head, looking at the man, forcing himself to think on how beautiful the man really was instead of how much he wanted to murder him.

Aya knew for sure that the man was in his head, he could feel it like a buzzing in the back of his mind. There's better places to put your hands!

Shuldig laughed with surprise before sliding his hands down Aya's chest, leaning his chin on Aya's shoulder. Aya didn't have to look to know that he was trying to irritate Yohji.

"Grow up, both of you," Aya snapped, yanking Yohji in for a bruising kiss while Shuldig's hand reached between his legs.

Aya waited, feeling the exact moment that Shuldig was even a little off balance. Aya grabbed his arm and yanked as hard as he could, throwing him to the ground. He stomped on Shuldig's arm and jerked as hard as he could to pop it from its socket.

Yohji was at his side faster than he had expected, slamming his boot down onto Shuldig's neck and holding him.

Aya's eyes widened when he realized why Shuldig wasn't trying to rip through his mind. He was calling the other three. Shit!

Aya shoved Yohji back and grabbed Shuldig's other arm, pressing his boot onto Shuldig's head.

"Yohji, take my place," Aya ordered. It didn't matter the situation, Farfarello was going to come at him first, so he needed Yohji to hold Shuldig in place.

Aya ducked just in time to miss the boot to the head. The man seemed to come out of nowhere, laughing as he aimed another kick.

"You should be grateful to me, Abyssinian, he would've taken both your eyes had I not reigned him in," Crawford was grinning as he came down the stairs.

Aya so was not about to go thanking any of them. If Crawford hadn't helped knock him out then he wouldn't have lost consciousness long enough to lose that eye.

"Hey, Aya," Yohji called. Aya dodged one of Farfarello's daggers.

"Can't you see I'm busy!" Aya snapped, punching Farfarello under the chin, snapping his head back. The man fell, but not before slashing down Aya's arm with one of his daggers.

"Heh, yeah, but there's something here you might want to see." Was Yohji crazy? He didn't have time to look! He still had a psychopath trying to kill him.

"Shuldig was stupid enough to lose to us when he had a freaking gun in the back of his pants!" Yohji laughed, grabbing it.

"Fuck you both!" Shuldig snarled.

'Call off your dog, Crawford, or I'll kill Shuldig with his own stupid ass gun," Yohji was actually laughing. What an idiot!

"The gun won't do you any good," Nagi walked down the stairs. Okay, that plan was shot.

Yohji pulled the trigger anyway. Aya could hear it click, jammed.

"Yohji, dump the bullets!" Aya ordered. The gun was of no use to them, but he'd be damned if he'd make it of use to Schwartz.

"You two are outnumbered," Nagi said, like he needed to freaking remind them. Aya wished he could just kill everyone in the room, himself included, because they were all so fucking stupid! He had been stupid enough to think this would work, Yohji was stupid to shout out that he had a gun so that Nagi would have time to jam it. Shuldig was stupid for getting lured in that easily, and the rest of them could go to hell!

"Yohji, make your thoughts random. We're leaving, and we're taking Shuldig with us. If anyone gets in our way we'll break his neck. I don't think you're about to let your lover die that easily." Aya grabbed Farfarello and threw him as hard as he could toward Crawford. His intentions were clear. Reign him in or Shuldig dies.

"So fucking stupid!" Shuldig growled as Yohji hauled him up and positioned him so that he could drag him and snap his neck if necessary.

"That's right, you are stupid," Aya agreed. He had known his plan had been a long shot, and he really couldn't have expected it to go any better. Question was what the hell were they going to do with Shuldig?

"Nice Cadillac, trying to overcompensate for something?" Yohji snickered. Aya helped him shove Shuldig into the backseat, wrestling with him until he had the man subdued, once again, in a -ready to break your neck-position while Shuldig screamed curses at him. Yohji was fast at work in the front seat hotwiring the car.

"Quit bitching," Aya growled. The man was as impossible as Yohji, shouting whenever he was mad like a two year old.

Aya almost lost his grip when Yohji floored it, sending him crashing down onto Shuldig.

"Heavy bastard!" Shuldig hissed when Aya's weight settled on his lower back. The way Yohji was driving he was going to have to be as secure as he could.

"I would watch what you say to Aya, he might not say as much, but if you piss him off I so am not going to try to save your life."

"You won't get far!" Shuldig snorted. Aya tightened his hand around Shuldig's neck, stretching it to the left, just enough to let Shuldig feel the pressure. The man went silent, eyes scrunched shut. Aya tightened his grip even further when Shuldig tried to slip into his mind.

"Heh, you're still trying to mind-fuck us, eh? Aya will kill you. Keep pushing him and I can guarantee that your pain won't last long at all. Oh, and if you're doing some damsel in distress shit to that eight ball you call a boyfriend you'd better can it. Screaming like a little bitch won't do you any good." Aya rolled his eyes, Yohji was enjoying himself a little too much. Aya supposed he was entitled after what he had put him through with that little make out scene.