Chapter 25

Yohji hadn't known what to think when he'd walked in to Schuldig standing there with his pants open. He had to admit that the freak looked damned good. And if he hadn't been so busy worrying over Aya he'd have been appreciating the show.

Then he'd had his self control tested when Aya had demanded a better kiss. He'd had to force himself to pull away. He'd wanted nothing more than to take Aya up on his offer and screw him through the mattress, but he didn't trust Schuldig not to watch. Besides, he didn't want Aya to be pissed at him later, or worse, use the freedom of his legs to be able to lash out at them.

He was sure he saw something in Aya's eyes last night. But that didn't mean he trusted this Aya. Just because Aya didn't seem to care that he was tied up didn't mean that he wouldn't run if given the chance.

Yohji had to do his best to look away from Aya, even though he was holding the man's hand. Aya was giving him 'come hither' looks every chance he got. Aya's eyes were smouldering in their intensity as they watched him.

"Hey, asshole, you should be paying attention to me, I'm the one who's going to rip your brain apart again," Schuldig griped. "Are you listening to me? Don't ignore me!" Schuldig was pissed again. It was so easy to get to him. Yohji wasn't sure if it was just because he was pregnant, or if it was because the object of his obsession didn't even remember the 'moments' they'd had. He was betting it was both. And top it off with Aya's constant mocking, Schuldig had been taken out of his element and didn't know what to do about it. The only thing Schuldig could do to get the upper hand was to unlock Aya's memories enough that they would come flooding back on their own. Then Schuldig would probably try to put the fear of God into him for all his taunting.

Yohji looked down at Aya, who winked at him. Okay, so Aya knew he was getting to him and was having fun with him now, too.

"How does it feel?" Schuldig laughed.

"Oh for gods sake! Give him some balloons and rent him out to a birthday party so we can play alone!" Aya exclaimed with a wicked little grin.

Yohji had to laugh at that. Back to taunting Schuldig. The man should've kept his mouth shut and he might've been left alone.

"I'm going in again, even just to shut that asshole up!" Schuldig snarled, and Yohji watched Aya wince, and then his eyes were empty.

Yohji wished he could see what Aya was seeing. Aya's hand tensed in his suddenly. Aya's entire body went rigid, but then relaxed.

"Those kids really are ours," Aya said with a shake of his head.

"How the hell is that possible?"

"That asshole doctor modified you and I both without asking. Then you and I slept together and you were literally pregnant overnight and had morning sickness the next morning, strangely enough." Before Yohji could explain anything else Aya's eyes were dead again.

"What the hell's the matter with you! We were talking…"

"You were wasting time," Schuldig said in a the nonchalant voice he was used to hearing.

"Oh, he has more than just two friends. There's a third one," Aya laughed. "Its like trying to see how many clowns can come out of the car! Every time you think you've met them all there's one more! At least they don't all dress like you. Well, the guy with the eye patch does look like he could've come from the circus, too, but Crawford and that kid look pretty normal." Aya said.

Okay, so now it was back to visions of Schwarz. Schuldig just couldn't get over the fact that Aya didn't really remember him. And what he did remember didn't exactly frighten him.

"I'd thought we were making headway! But looks like I was mistaken again!" Schuldig griped.

"Looks like," Aya agreed. "You're looking pale again. You going to throw up?" Aya asked curiously.

"Probably," Schuldig growled and stormed off.

"Well, that's it for tonight, I think," Yohji smiled. "So, did you see our girls being born?" Yohji asked. He could pretty well guess it was the only thing that would make Aya sure that the girls were his.

"Not exactly, I saw you holding the girls for me because I had some really nasty looking stitches, and then you were screaming because you found out you were the father. So I didn't exactly see them born, but I saw enough." Yohji leaned down and kissed Aya on the lips, smiling.

"I told you I want more than a kiss," Aya purred.

"I'm not going to fuck you, Aya. But I guess it won't be taking advantage if I do something for you." Yohji nudged Aya's head back a bit and sucked up a mark on his neck as he slid ontop of Aya. God, he wished he could just pull Aya's pants off and fuck him like the redhead wanted, but it wouldn't be right. He wanted to see the old Aya the next time he was buried inside of him, so he was going to hold off until then. But that didn't mean he was going to leave Aya all hot and bothered. I mean he'd noticed that Aya's erection hadn't gone away. Just because the man's mind was distracted by other things didn't mean his body was.

Yohji kissed down Aya's chest, feeling Aya's body tense as he neared his goal. Yohji unzipped Aya's pants slowly, teasing Aya as he played with the zipper the whole way down.

"Take your time down there," Aya teased. Yohji grabbed Aya's hips tightly to keep him still while he drew his length into his mouth. He could feel every time Aya tried to move.

Yohji drove him crazy with his mouth, alternating between licks, nibbles, and strokes. He wasn't taking his time, he was trying to drive his body crazy with all the sensations all at once.

"Goddamn, you're good at that!" Aya groaned. Yohji swallowed as Aya came.

"Can I stay in here with you tonight, Aya? I would like to spend some time with you." Yohji really didn't want to go back to his own room knowing that Aya remembered some of the times that they'd shared, and that Aya was really starting to believe him that these were things that had really happened.

"Go ahead. I don't care," Aya said with a yawn. Not exactly what he'd wanted to hear, but for now he'd take it. When Aya was really his again he'd ask that question and get a simple 'yes' in return, not the 'I don't care' part. Because it reminded him that Aya really didn't care. He wondered how much of Aya's attention toward him was fake. Could the man hide a lie so easily?

I mean he looked into Aya's eyes and he was sure he saw a flicker of warmth there, but was it a lie?

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