Hey everybody. I had sometime to add another chapter, and I know your all anxious and stuff so I won't keep you waiting… well not that much.

The door swung open and there they stood staring.

He at Yohji, Yohji at the lump, Aya at the lump, and Yohji at Aya.

"Yohji, I'm going to give you 5 seconds to explain what your doing in my room, and then I'm reaching for my sword." Aya practically growled.

"Um, well you see,…'

"4,3," Aya's countdown began and was almost at an end.

"I-I was just curious." Yohji said his voice showing a clear indication that he was nervous.

"1" Aya finished. But before he could move to reach for his sword he remembered he kept it near his beside, which Yohji was now standing next to.

"Listen, Aya I know your mad and all but… what the hell is that?" Yohji asked, his green eyes moving toward the lump under Aya's covered, which had just moved.

"Yohji get out now!" Aya yelled. "Shit he's going to find Hiro if I don't do something."

"Aya, something just moved under your covers." Yohji stated not paying attention to Aya screaming.

"God, help you Yohji, if you don't get the hell out of my room now!." Aya yelled again while moving toward Yohji.

"Something you don't want me to see Aya." Yohji said with a smirk. "I know he doesn't like it when people come into his room, but he really doesn't want me to see what's under his covers." Yohji said silently to himself.

"One more time Kudoh." Aya said, his eyes cold. Taking at step closer to Yohji. And at this Yohji took a closer step to the bed.

"If I tackle him, we'll both land on the bed, and crush Hiro." Aya spoke to himself. "And the closer I get to him, the closer he gets to finding out about the cat. How I'm I suppose to get him away from the bed? I don't even have my damn sword!" Aya yelled at himself.

"Is finding out what's under the covers more important to me then my own life?" Yohji asked looking over at Aya. "With that desperate look on his face he has now, definitely."

"I know I'm going to hate myself after this…wait I already do." Aya let out a sigh, and dropped his black coat on the floor.

Yohji didn't notice he was to busy trying to figure out what was under those white covers that Aya was so desperately trying to hide.

"Yohji, get away from the bed now!" Aya demanded.

"You have something moving under your covers, and your not at least bit curious about what it is?" Yohji asked moving closer to the bed.

"If it's not me, why do you care?" Aya said leaning himself against the door.

"True." Yohji said lifting a blond eyebrow "But I'm still interested."

"But Yohji, why are you so interested in my bed, when I'm all the way over here."

"Did Aya's voice sound sexier, or is it just me?" Yohji shrugged it off and stepped closer to the bed.

"Mmm, Yohji." Aya moaned as Yohji slowly lifted the end of the comforter of Aya's bed.

Yohji looked up when he heard Aya moan. His throat went dry, and he was getting hard just by starung. Aya stood leaning against the wall, licking his lips.

"What is it Aya?" Yohji asked looking up and down Aya's body. Tight low black faded jeans, a white tight tee that had gray rose covered in black vines, his black jacket had been thrown to the ground.

"Wouldn't you be more interested in what's going on, on this side of the room." Aya said

seductively with a small smirk.

Yohji just stared at Aya. " I Can either move away from the bed and toward Aya, or find out what he doesn't want me to see." Yohji stopped thinking when he saw Aya rub his stomach so that his shirt lifted up a little and Yohji got a glimpse of his navel piercing. Aya had changed it from a cross to a silver rose.

"I don't think I should go over there." Yohji stated, not letting go of the comforter.

"And why not, Yohji?" Aya asked, his eyes smoldering, but not for the reason Yohji thought. "Scared I might bite?"

"Scratch actually, and yes." Yohji answered turning his body toward Aya.

"Then do you want me to go over there?" Aya asked pushing himself off the wall.

"Tempting offer, Aya" Yohji answered before looking over at the katana. "But I don't think that's a good idea either."

"Then how exactly do you plan to touch and taste, if you wont let me near you?" Aya asked stopping a couple of feet from Yohji.

Yohji just swallowed hard. Aya moved closer to Yohji and leaned in.

"What's the matter Yohji? Cat got your tongue?" Aya said, his lips just a breathe apart from Yohji's.

"You kitten, have more then my tongue." Yohji said closing the space between them and crashing his lips to Aya.

"What did he mean I have more then his tongue? Is Yohji talking about love? No, Yohji doesn't fall in love. Then, then what the fuck did he mean?" Aya couldn't think straight after Yohji said that. He could feel Yohji's tongue entering his mouth. The way Yohji gripped Aya's hips and pulled their bodies closer together but his mind wasn't there.

Yohji began to kiss his pale neck, as he pulled them closer to Aya's bed.

Aya mind came back to reality and pulled away. His face flustered, and words becoming hard to form.

"Get out Yohji." Aya said softly.

"Aya? What's wrong?" Yohji asked taking a step closer but he completely stopped when he felt something cold pressing against in golden neck.

"I suggest you listen this time." Aya said not raising his head up to look at Yohji.

Aya had reached for his sword when Yohji was preoccupied, and now it was lightly pressed against Yohji's neck.

"Fuck You." Yohji stated.

"What?" Aya lifted his head up and looked at Yohji questioningly.

"You play these games with me, then you just kick me out and push me away Aya. I'm tired of this bull. You tell me you have a boyfriend, and I find the flowers and the note…" Yohji began.

"You read my note?" Aya asked ignoring everything that Yohji was telling him and dropping the sword.

"Yes, I read your note." Yohji stated looking at Aya, as if beside the point.

"You had no right, Yohji. That was my note and you had no business reading it." Aya argued angrily.

"You act like you even care what that note said, because if you did you would have never started this." Yohji yelled.

"Starting what Yohji? Please enlighten me." Aya said glaring at Yohji.

"Your driving me crazy Aya. One minute you want me and then the next, you want nothing to do with me." Yohji said running a hand through his hair.

"You think I want you Yohji? Please it was the only thing I could do to get your attention. Don't fool yourself into thinking there was something more then what it was." Aya said looking over at the blond.

"To to only person I've ever loved." Yohji read the card out loud. "Hm, I wonder how he grew to love a prick like you." Yohji said softly.

"He, who?" Aya asked his eyes dark.

"Hiro." Yohji answered.

"What the hell does he have to do with this?" Aya asked with a frustrated sigh.

"He was the one who gave these to you, wasn't he? Yet here you are throwing yourself at me."

"What the fuck are you insinuating Yohji? Aya asked his voice growing louder. "That I'm a slut?"

"I never said that.' Yohji defended.

"Say it Yohji, just say it." Aya yelled.

"There's nothing for me to say." He turned away from Aya.

"So I'm the slut, huh?" Aya asked. "You sleep around with anyone, but I'm the slut. You don't know anything about me, or Hiro, or A…"

"Or who?" Yohji turned to look at Aya.

"You just don't know Yohji."

"Or who? you were going to say someone else." Yohji demanded stepping closer to Aya.

"No one."

"Who was it Aya? Someone you drove away because of your little games?"

"Yohji just shut the hell up and get out." Aya said his voice growing calm.

"Or someone you drove away with your emotionless heart." Yohji wanted to hurt Aya, they way Aya hurt him every time he rejected Yohji.

"No one can stand that frost bite of yours Aya, no one. Your too cold for anyone to care for you. And as for that little note of yours, sooner or later, you'll freeze him out, no matter how much he loves you. You'll just hurt him, and freeze him out." Yohji was now so close to Aya, that he could see Aya's eyes going from a dark almost black hue, back to it's normal violet color.

"Your right Yohji." Aya said softly, his eyes blank. He tuned away and walked out of the room.

Yohji stood there shocked. Aya had calmly left the room. He wanted a reaction from Aya, but not the one he just received. He wanted Aya to have a fit, and hit him or do anything. But he just walked away. Sitting down on Aya's bed Yohji brought his hands up to his head.

"Meow."

Yohji lifted his head.

"Did I just hear someone meow?" Yohji asked himself out loud.

"Meow." Something was scratching at Yohji's back. Turning fully he notice that the lump he was so interested in earlier, was struggling to get out of the blanket. Lifting up the blanket quickly a little black cat rolled out from under it, and right in front of Yohji. The kitten sat up and looked up at Yohji with his head to the side as if confused.

"What the hell is going on here?" Yohji asked petting the black and one white eyed cat.

"meow."

Did you like? Well cat's out of the bag. Well at least to Yohji. Hurtful words where said, again and Yohji plans to make it better. Yohji puts the pieces together about, the kitten, Aya, and the "real" Aya. He also plans to tell Aya about his feelings toward him. But is the reluctant stray ready to housed. As for Ken and Omi? Well you'll have to read and found out how there little date goes. Well till next chapter….