Chapter 29

Aya's eyes slid open. Sitting up, he looked down at Yohji's sleeping face. It was still early. He knew that much, because he could smell breakfast cooking.

He wasn't going to wake Yohji up in the devious way he had planned early yesterday morning. He would save that bit of fun for another day. He'd even gone shopping, looking for the most irritating thing he could think of to wake the man.

No, this morning was different than the others. Because Yohji had understood what he had been trying to show him last night. Something that he had never showed to anyone else for fear of terrifying them. He'd taken a huge chance, but there was no way he could've stayed with Yohji without showing him. And best to show him as soon as possible before things went too far. It would've killed him if Yohji had walked away now, but it would be even worse if it was down the road.

He reached up and slid his fingers along his cheek before leaning down and kissing him. Yohji's arms wrapped around his waist, startling him. He'd expected Yohji's eyes to open first.

Yohji rolled with him until he was on top, grinning at him before initiating the next kiss.

"I love you, baby," Yohji whispered against his lips before trailing kisses down his neck.

"Hurry up, breakfast is going to be ready soon," Aya informed him. He knew that if he didn't say anything the boys would come to wake them up, and that was the last thing he wanted. The boys might be old enough for each other, but they were not old enough to walk in on them having sex. He didn't want things to be awkward between them.

"You sore at all?" Yohji asked, looking him in the eye while reaching into the drawer for the lubricant.

"No," he lied. He sure as hell was sore. But that had never stopped him before. Besides, he knew that if he admitted to it that Yohji would be too careful with him, and might not meet his sin head on again.

He wasn't going to hide from Yohji anymore, even if that meant hiding his pain. What Yohji didn't know wouldn't hurt him.

"You know, baby, you really had me worried at first last night. But I think I understood what you were showing me. And I'm glad you did."

While he was talking he was stretching him. Aya had to force himself not to wince.

Instead he leaned up and kissed Yohji.

The bedroom door whipped open. Aya sat up, staring at Yuushi and Masato, who were staring at him like he'd grown another head. Then their eyes turned to Yohji, looking murderous.

"Get out!" Aya snarled.

"Get off of him, Yohji! Now!" Masato snarled, glaring at him.

"He's not going anywhere, its you who had best back off!" Aya stood up, pulling on a pair of pants.

Yohji followed his lead, reaching over and linking his fingers with Aya's to give him a reassuring squeeze.

"He's using you, Ran! He's just going to hurt you!" Yuushi pleaded, reaching for his arm.

Aya smacked his hand away.

"Using me? That's a funny thing to hear you say," Aya wasn't about to let them try to take the higher ground. They had used him, and hurt him, so how dare they accuse someone else of it!

"We didn't pretend to love you. You knew upfront what…"

"I didn't know anything upfront because no one asked me anything. Did you ask me if I wanted either one of you much less both? Did you ask me what I thought about any of it at all?" Okay, now he was getting pissed. This had been bottling for a while. So many things he'd wanted to say while he was with them. How many things he hadn't liked? And what he had? A lot of the things they had done he really had liked, but the emptiness always came back afterwards. And then there was that one day where everything changed.

"You loved it, Ran. You would've said something if you hadn't…"

"He wouldn't have," Yohji interrupted. Aya looked at him. When had Yohji figured that out?

"Haven't you noticed that he doesn't like to actually talk about sex. He doesn't like to talk about what he liked and what he didn't?" Yohji had noticed all that? I mean when it came to what he had wanted, he'd just barely been able to hand Yohji the book that showed him the position he liked. Then he'd bolted from the house and had an inward panic. He'd only come back to get the mission details before heading out again, and even then he'd hidden from Yohji, creeping in the shadows and dodging around corners until he was in the clear.

"I guess the real question is just how badly did you hurt him, that he won't turn his back in the bedroom." Aya's eyes widened. Yohji actually asked that! How the hell had he put it together that it was those two!

"We had something go a bit wrong, and ever since things were…a bit off with us." Yuushi admitted.

"What did you do to him?" Yohji looked murderous.

Aya shut his eyes tightly. He wanted to leave. He didn't want to think about it much less talk about it! He'd never expected them to do something like that without at least telling him about it. It was one thing he would've refused.

"Masato, that's enough. He doesn't need to know…" Yuushi pleaded.

"Did you know that Ran can take two at a time? He let us every night and never complained. But we wanted to make sure things were good for him. We liked to push his senses to the brink. We liked to make him nothing but sensations. So we decided to intensify things for him. So I had a belt ready, and when he didn't expect anything I wrapped it around his neck and choked him. Yuushi held him still while we kept going. We wanted him to come while being strangled."

"You sick fucking bastards!" Yohji shouted. Aya caught Yohji's arm before the man could attack them. He had to force himself to stay in the room. If he left he knew that there would be a fight. And while Yohji could take out one of them, he wasn't sure that the other one wouldn't get him from behind.

"We made a mistake, we'll admit to that. And we made sure to never make it again. When he came to…"

"You knocked him out? Didn't you time yourselves or anything? What the fuck is wrong with you!"

"When he came to he didn't do anything, he just curled in on himself…"

"Then you two both know why you should go." Aya finally said. He hadn't wanted to hear it. But then again, the two had admitted out loud that they'd fucked up. That way they had no ground to stand on while judging Yohji.

"I belong with Yohji, someone who understands me and doesn't judge me for my faults."

"When he hurts you, Ran, you know you can come home. We won't touch you, I promise," Yuushi looked apologetic.

All in all, regardless of his embarrassment, making them say it out loud had done more good than anything else. They were actually seeing him now, and not just as something to fuck or someone who was helpful on missions. They were actually looking at him and seeing a person looking back, someone that they had hurt. It would keep them from pulling this shit again.

"I think you two had best not come back here. Because if Aya isn't here when you visit then I'll be burying the bodies in the backyard. Get the fuck out!" Yohji barked.

"We'll go, if that's what you want. Ran. Just…take care of yourself. And if you ever need someplace to run to, you know where we're at." Aya nodded. If he didn't respond they would wait.

"You okay, baby?" Yohji asked, wrapping his arms around him and kissing the top of his head.

"Yeah," Aya closed his eyes and took the comfort offered.

Today was already taking a shitty start. But at least he and Yohji had the rest of the day to themselves, as they weren't on shift at the flowershop, and Omi had done good at dragging Ken out all the time to give them some alone time.

Author's notes: Thanks JollyBigSis for your review :D