Yohji and Aya entered a nice little club, the music was nice and the people were polite.

No one ran into him or shoved him away "I like the atmosphere" Aya listened to the dark vibes of the music.

"I'm glad" Yohji led them to a table near the bar "Do you want a drink?" he asked after Aya sat down.

"Yes, you can choose" the redhead wasn't experienced and he trusted Yohjis taste with alcohol.

The blond ordered a cocktail which was as red as Ayas hair "It's not too hard"

Aya took a sip, it taste like strawberry, orange and rum "That's good" he took another sip.

Yohji smiled at him "How do you feel?" he looked better.

"Good" Aya looked into his direction "I feel relieved and not so dirty"

"You don't need to feel dirty" Yohji took his hand "It was for the job"

"It's the first time I had problems to play my role"

"You're blind that makes a big difference and you're not a single anymore, maybe you felt uneasy because you knew you have someone who waited for you to return"

Aya thought about it and liked the thought that someone was waiting for him, only for him "You're too empathic" he smiled "Are you sure you weren't a psychiatrist before you came to Weiss?"

"Hmm, yeah I'm sure. I must have a natural talent" he emptied his glass "Can I ask for a dance?"

Aya gulped his drink down and nodded "You can" Yohji pulled him onto the dance floor.

The song was not too fast and sounded happier than the song before. They danced for hours, Yohji scared a few admirers away as they tried to hit on Aya and the redhead stepped on the foot of a woman who hit on his blond. It was an accident, of course.

The music got slower and slower and Yohji held Aya close, they swayed to the melody and enjoyed the warmth of their bodies. Ayas head rested above Yohjis heart and he listened to his strong beat, he liked to listen to Yohjis heart, and his breathing.

It showed him that he was still full of life, not like Aya-chan with her silent heart beat and breathing. He snuggled closer "Aya?" Yohji asked slightly worried "It's nice, I think we should do this more often" the redhead answered.

Yohji couldn't remember when he saw him so relaxed, maybe he never had "You start to like clubbing like I do"

"I like clubbing only with you" Aya didn't open his eyes "Good to know" the blond tightened the embrace. Two songs later and the party was over, they took their coats and decided to walk back to the koneko.

Yohji held Ayas hand as they walked through the empty streets "It was a nice night, thank you"

"You don't need to thank me, I had fun too. And I thought you need some time to relax" the blond answered.

"It was what I needed. I feel good, really good" the events hours ago didn't matter anymore and the imaginary enemy loosened his grip around his heart.

Yohji slung his arm around his shoulder and pulled him closer "It's always interesting how easy it can be to make you happy"

Aya chuckled "I know. Aya-chan always said I'm a big child. I think she was right"

Yohji wanted to say that Aya was a kid but remained silent "No one should grow up completely" he had to answer and it wasn't a lie "Everyone should keep a piece childhood"

"I thought I lost my childish side long ago but with you it shows his face from time to time" Aya was never really child like.

"Great" he heard the smile in Yohjis voice "I'm always a big baby"

"You are at least as serious as I am" Aya said blunt "You are good at pretending but I'm sure your heart and soul are grown up, there is not much space for the young Kudoh"

Yohji was surprised about Ayas honesty but he was right "It doesn't hurt so much when I pretend to be happy … sometime … I believe in it"

"I hope the day will come where you can stop to pretend" Aya tried it too but he wasn't able to believe in it, no matter how hard he tried.

"I'm happy" he really was, even though they had their differences and endless fights.

"Me too" Aya took a deep breath, the night was chilly but the air smelled fresh "and I'm working on our future happiness"

"I know you do" it seemed that his redhead was working really hard on his illness and that let him hope for a brilliant future.

Yohji started to chuckle "I wish you could have seen her face as you stomped with your boots on her feet, she wore only high heeled sandal. I think she can't walk for at least a week"

"That's why she hissed like a threatened cat" Aya blushed slightly

"Yep, she limped from the dance floor like she met a steamroller" he laughed, it was her own fault, he told her we wasn't free.

"I'm innocent, I'm blind I couldn't see where she stood" Aya grinned, it wasn't nice but he had fun.

Yohji laughed louder, it looked like his lover got used to the darkness and was able to make fun of it without to fall back into unhappiness "You're a saint" he mocked.

"Of course, like you said heaven-sent or not I'm an angel" he listened to Yohjis breath and placed a kiss on his cheek after he localized his face.

"That's true, I should learn to hold my big mouth" he captured Ayas lips before he got the chance to turn away.

"It's too late to take it back" Aya panted "Now you have to live with the fact"

"Damn" Yohji sighed "but I think I can live with it"

"Do you feel like kicking some asses?" Aya whispered into his ear "Someone follows us"

"I know" Yohji said amused "We have two choices, the koneko is behind the next corner, so we have the chance to get home before they get us or we fight"

"Fight" Aya looked forward to the fight "Don't kill them"

"Of course not" not without a big paycheck, he thought "We'll knock them out"

"Slow down" Aya stumbled; they paid no attention to the street while they made their little plan.

"I should learn to talk and pay attention at the same time" Yohji half joked "Maybe it was right to choose to fight and not to run"

Aya raised a brow and nodded "Hey guys" a young voice called. One minute later they were surrounded by three men between nineteen and thirty.

"We want your money and when you're nice, maybe you can go home unharmed" the oldest said.

"But I think I borrow the blind guy before we go" a dark haired man said "Urgh, do what you want" the youngest looked disgusted.

Yohji sighed, everyone wanted his boyfriend "Ready love?" he asked casually

"Always" Aya turned around. They stood back to back "Come on. Let us have some fun" Aya smiled he felt the movement of Yohjis strong muscles against his back.

"You" the older man hissed and tried to punch the blond. Yohji grinned and grabbed his fist before he got a chance to reach his face. He turned and twisted his arm until he screamed like a little girl.

Aya listened to the noises around him "Gottcha" he heard one of them, he ran forward and buried his knee into his stomach. The man gasped for air but Aya knocked him out with a punch before he got over the shock of the pain.

He listened to Yohji and it sounded like he had a firm grip on the eldest "Let me go"

"Okay" Yohji pushed him against a wall; he fell unconscious to the ground.

As he turned around he saw how Aya held the third in a stranglehold "He tried to sneak up on you" Aya hissed dangerously but Yohji knew he tried to frighten the kid "Do you want to knock him out?"

Yohji gave his victim a smirk before he broke his nose "Go home kid" and he ran as if the devil himself was behind him.

"That was fun" Yohji looked at them "They will sleep a few hours"

"Let us go home, I'm tiered" Aya reached for Yohji but missed him "Oh" he looked sad after he miscalculated the distance "Only one centimeter more and you had touched my arm" Yohji tried to console him. It looked like the fact that he misjudged the distance had a deep meaning for him.

His face lit up "It is a bit frustrating to grab for the air"

Yohji took Ayas hand "Let's go to bed, they deliver the new furniture tomorrow. So we have a lot to do this evening"

"Do they build the things together or do you have to do it?" Aya asked interested.

"I don't work more than necessary. They do it" Yohji led him back to the Koneko "That means we can sleep in our new room"

"I'm looking forward to it" Aya slung his arms around Yohjis waist as he tried to open the door "Our little home"

"I thought we could hang your Katana on the wall until you can see" Yohji entered the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of water before they went into their room.

"I like the idea" he truly did. It was good to know where the Katana was and that he had a chance to defend himself or his family.

"I'm glad" the blond said honest "I don't want to hide it from you… and you can use it but only when you really have to"

He knew Yohji was still worried and he could live with the condition "I'll only use it when the world ends"

Aya heard a sigh of relieve "Come" Yohji helped him undress and covered him up after that.

He crawled under the blanket and snuggled closer to the redhead. Together they drifted into a peaceful reverie.