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Elly: That's the same reaction I bet we all have lol—it's a satisfying reaction. Your wish has been granted in the chapter below haha XD. Teito probably didn't see their relation progressing this way—I mean his bestest friend with his arch enemy—so it's completely expected he wouldn't pick up on ANY clues & I don't think he wants to either lol. Actually, this way it's less explaining for Mikage too. It's all intentional ;) Thanks for the review!
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Chapter 22:
With the only one place they were free to be isolated and private was the rented room in the church, Ayanami led them back there and slammed the door shut.
'Ouch.' Mikage twitched at the angry aura emitting from the silverette rather than the bang of the door. 'Crap, what do I say…?' The teen inwardly gulped. He knew nothing he would say now would soothe the other's mood. The elder must have been bottling it up ever since they came here—which he was.
"What were you talking about?" Ayanami mouthed.
"Eh? Oh, nothing special." Mikage responded intuitively. The silverette clenched his fists.
"So, you don't want to tell me?" All this while he had his back towards the teen because he was working on containing his agitation but now he finally turned himself around. "Must I remind you the purpose of this mission? We're here to take him back, not make amends with him. Or have you finally found the chance to betray the army?" He harshly spoke.
"What? No, of course not! I was really only talking to him—I'm sorry, I know our mission is against Teito…but…he's—he's my friend too…" The chief had heard enough. He waltzed over to the teen and gripped his uniform by the collar.
"Was your friend." If only there was a way to delete Teito from the teen's life entirely. "Che! I had my suspicions for allowing you to engage in this mission but now I can see how much I am regretting this decision."
"Wait, Ayanami-san please…I promise I'm not betraying anyone…"
"And that's the dillema!" The sudden peak in the elder's voice made the younger flinch once. "You aren't on anyone's side as of now. You must betray Teito Klein."
"But…" The blond wasn't sure where to go with that. 'But what? Can he just utter that he didn't want to betray the other?' The elder saw through his hesitations and with every second wasted his mind was imagining the impossible, causing a heap of harsh emotions to strangle him.
To flee that horrendous feeling, Ayanami threw the other on the edge of the bed and hovered over him as he unlocked the collar hook. "Wai—Ayanami-san…we can't—this is a church—!" However, the elder cut him off by jamming his fingers into the blond's mouth and parting his lips to conquer his mouth with his fierce tongue. The kiss was full of force and impassion. They were only a minute into it and Mikage could already feel the intensity suck out all the oxygen from his lungs. "Hagh…ah—"
"I don't want to hear it." The silverette harshly cupped his face with one hand while the younger was desperately holding on. 'So many complexities. A church, it's morning, a friend, family…why? Why aren't I the only thing you need. Do I not satisfy you? I'm going strip you of all these insignificances and make you think of nothing but me.' It had been a while since the elder felt such passionate fury and it didn't take long for him to exert it on the younger.
…
"Arh…nh…" The blond tried his hardest to trap any kind of moan that escaped his lips while tightly clenching his jaw, however it was becoming harder and harder with the way Ayanami's teeth were savaging his tender flesh. Covering his mouth wasn't an option either since this happened to be one of those days the silverette had his wrists bound above him with a hand. Ayanami eyed the teen once as he chewed the area just below his waist and came to notice his futile efforts of holding his voice back. The chief lifted his mouth momentarily, with his tongue leaving a string of saliva as the contact parted. Ayanami forced a smirk as he waited for Mikage to return his stare, laying under him unclothed. However, for the most part the teen's eyes were tightly shut to compensate for the evanescent pain and embarrassment.
"Restraining your voice so that your friends won't hear?" Ayanami tested his conspicuous theory with a snort. There are times when things are brutally obvious but as long as they aren't mouthed, there was always room for subconscious hope. Hope, even the slightest bit that may otherwise seem utterly pointless but it was more than enough to provide satisfaction and promise. 'This feels pathetic.' The elder scowled at himself but didn't refrain from feeling that way. To his demise, Mikage didn't provide a response either, automatically rendering his conception to be positive. The chief's thin lips pursed into an immediate downward frown as he latched himself on to the blond again, biting the same place twice as severely.
"Auw! Ayanami-san…that hurts…please…" The blond mouthed, tweaking an eye at the silver head. As if the other would listen to him…especially not under these circumstances. 'What was he unhappy about? Sure, Teito is a hot button topic but this seems graver than that.'
When the elder separated himself again, he caught sight of his sword/staff standing against the foot of the bed from the corner of his eye. Downward purple lit slants deliriously glared at it before an idea struck him. He stretched his bare arm to encircle the shiny black thing with his fingers into a tight grip and brought it between himself and his blond. Slowly drawing the blade out before him, alarming the other, he gazed at the narrow area of the exposed metal in wonder. Mikage only gawked back at him with no clue to what the silverette was devising. The next time Ayanami returned his gaze, there was an erratic amusement dancing behind his eyes while he broke a smile.
"I do wonder…how well you'll be able to muffle your voice if I use this, Mikage-Kun?" Ayanami stated, his voice even.
'What? He can't be serious…?' Those may have been the blond's immediate thoughts however, he was still befuddled by what the elder meant by that in the first place. When the chief closed the sword again and slid the cool metal of the handle against the side of the teen's rib cage, the younger felt the need to sit up suddenly. That moment didn't last very long until Ayanami removed the rectangular tip of sword and whacked it on the crook of his lover's body, evoking a loud unbeatable cry. The motion appeared so casual, almost as if he was swinging his arm at a lifeless object or swatting a fly…but it hurt. It hurt so much. That fraction of area on Mikage's skin struck by the alloy sword progressively kept twinging. When the blond noticed his cry resonate in the air, he immediately lapped both his hands on to his mouth, eyes still wide from the impact as he lay on his other side.
"Remove your hands." Ayanami quite seriously demanded. His begleiter didn't comply promptly which caused the chief to echo once more: "I won't repeat myself. Remove them." Instinctively, the younger pulled them back a negligible distance from his lips with trembling fingers only to earn another hit at a higher angle on the curvature of his waist, exuding another pitiful groan.
"Ou...ern…Aya...Ayanami-san...don't..." Mikage shut his eyes dearly to fight the pain as he wrapped his arms around his stomach.
"I suppose not. See, isn't it better this way?" Ayanami answered his question earlier and compassionately smiled at him. "Do you still insist on arresting your voice for their sake?" As the younger lay back on the bed whimpering in pain and curled on his painless side, he shook his head without even looking. "Good boy." He planted a loving kiss on the blond's head, ultimately swirling him around by one leg and thrusting himself in. At the same time, breeding more hickeys on the teen's pale thighs. To him, everything was in the insignificance of the moment. One moment he may have hit the blond, but that lesson was over the next minute and there was no point dwelling on it. That's how Ayanami saw everything. If he was able to endow gentle kisses on the teen than he saw no difference in raising a hand or two. After all, wasn't that all apart of himself? Just like time everything revolving in a certain period was inconsequential and would fly by eventually.
"Ah! Hagh…!" Mikage's exhausted body rocked back and forth, mind slowly turning into a cloud of haze as he tried his best to keep hold of his consciousness. The pain was numbing everywhere, assimilating into dull sensations of discomfort—all that was left was sight of Ayanami's muscular body leaning into him and the warmth on his face. "Ayanami-san!" He cried.
Bright light accentuated their room as Mikage cracked one of his puffy eyes open. When he processed a soft knock on their door, he inferred that must have been what originally woke him up. Before he could answer the door, he noticed he wasn't able to budge at all with the way the elder's arms were locked on his chest. As soon as he shifted an inch away, his lover's arms tightened.
'Ugh…trapped.' Mikage sighed and looked back at the door. 'Sorry Teito. I hope he just leaves assuming we're asleep.' A few moments of silence passed before footsteps turned away. Another lap of time went by before Mikage began to appreciate the warmth of Ayanami's chest. No, he thought he was appreciating it. Truthfully a part of him was, and normally would but…the other half of him felt betrayed, insulted and mercilessly hurt. Mikage wasn't the type to hold a grudge—that was evident enough. Therefore, if Ayanami wanted to move on from any discrepancy between them, then he would unconditionally do the same. What benefit would come from bringing up bad memories and breeding conflict? However, that perception of blond was beginning to skew recently. Now, he felt if he didn't have a serious conversation with the silverette regarding his temper, he'd suffer more in the future because apparently it only seemed to be getting worse.
'But how would he bring the topic up? Well for starters, he had to affirm the other was completely calm.' As if on cue, his thoughts were disrupted by a pair of lips on his nape. Upon realization, his initial reaction was to pretend he didn't sense anything before Ayanami's hands began feeling his chest. Fearful of the elder embracing him first thing in the morning after a rough night, the blond turned around on reflex and pecked the chief's lips with his own.
"Uh, morning." Mikage hoped to distract him and forced a genuine smile.
Ayanami stared at him for a brief second until choking: "Mikage-kun are you trying to seduce me? Not that I'm complaining." He teased with a smirk, digging his face in the blond hair waking himself up with that refreshing scent.
"Eh? I wasn't…" 'He's back to his normal self.' Mikage noted with heavy relief. 'Man, I can't believe we did it in a church though…I feel like I can't show my face anymore.' "Um, Ayanami-san?" He called when the silverette kissed his fingers. Midnight purple eyes only centimeters away, solemnly looked up at him.
"I…won't be able to walk…if we continue…" The teen earnestly stated.
"Doesn't sound so bad. That way you can just wait for me here." The chief replied with a nonchalant smile.
Mikage felt a chill down his spine. 'Why do I feel like he actually wants that?'
At the Breakfast table:
"Well, they're taking their sweet time as always." Frau announced as he picked up an eye ball and swatted it on his plate.
"Hmph, I knocked but didn't receive a response, plus their door was locked." Teito claimed.
"Oh, why would they lock the door?" Castro mouthed curiously. Frau kept silent, musing if his imaginations were pointing him in the right direction for those two. So far, all the signs were positive. That's when the four of them noticed the military men walk into the room. Mikage walked closely to the elder, subtly clutching on to the other's sleeve as he used that as support to slowly keep up with him.
"Looks like you gentlemen are finally here." Castro waved toward their table.
"Morning, sorry for the hold up as usual." Mikage sincerely chuckled.
"Mikage!" Teito stood up from the table and fixed his eyes on him. "Wait, why are you walking like that? Are you hurt?" The brunette blurted.
The blond inwardly gulped as he quickly came up with an excuse. "Huh? Of course not, I just thought I saw a vile bug on the floor for a second there—is all."
"A bug? That's odd, the nuns here sweep the floors daily." Labrador finally spoke for the first time that morning.
"Ah I get it! It must have escaped my super special—not to mention secret— insects' collection." Frau literally revealed a rectangular glass cage with a few twigs, dirt and very indecent beetle and annelid-looking creatures. He shoved it right in front of Mikage's face as evidence when they approached the table.
"Eek!" The blond involuntarily jerked away from the cage in horror—little did he know his lie would come back to haunt him so soon. Albeit that sudden movement did produce a sharp pain at his midriff. "Er…" He automatically hid a frown though not enough to conceal it from the elder who unconditionally scowled, letting out a zaiphon towards the bishop.
"What the?!" Frau swift to the side, his hat being left in the air where it was sliced cleanly in two by the zaiphon. The elder blond scooted away as fast as he could besides Teito. "What's wrong with this guy? He's totally nuts!" Teito only let out a sigh reading 'you just realized.'
"Ayanami-san! Please refrain from using your zaiphon here. This is a civilian vicinity." The teen tugged his sleeve and led them to the table where they sat consecutive to one another.
"Are you sure you're not hurt?" Teito imposed as they all took their seats again.
"I'm fine, Teito, really." Mikage assured as Ayanami made a condescending 'hmp' sound towards the runt. There was always going to be some invisible conflict between the brunette and silverette that was beyond the blond's comprehension.
"Mikage-kun, take some. It's not the best food that can be provided but it should promise some edibility." Ayanami began to fill his lover's plate, nearly offending everyone affiliated at the church.
"Yeah, thanks—I will." The blond nodded, presenting his usual smile with his eyes closed. To the others, it almost seemed like the two had created their own reclusive atmosphere.
"Hey, is it just me, or that bastard is only considerate to your friend over there?" Frau pointed to Teito, who looked up at him with a fork in his mouth.
"Of course, because Mikage is mine." Ayanami blatantly stated with no regrets. Both Frau and Mikage gawked at that declaration, clearly deducing the subtext and afraid the others would misunderstand. Amazingly enough, none of them gave it too much thought and only continued with their breakfast.
"Hah?! What's that supposed to mean?!" All but one, must I mention. (We all know who that is right?)
"Oh dear, there we go again—first thing in the morning." Castro shook his head. "Teito…perhaps you would like to keep it down for our guests before I have to force my dolls on you...?" The four-eyes may have uttered that with a grin but there was an intense menacing aura radiating from behind him. The brunette gulped and went back to his plate.
"There, there Teito. You'll understand one of these days." The blond bishop teased. Mikage only facepalmed.
"So, Mikage-kun, have you visited the garden? Would you like to join me for some chamomile tea while being surrounded by fragrant flowers?" Labrador quietly invited.
"Oh yeah, Teito showed it to me but we never got a chance to go in. It looked really beautiful, did Labrador-san plant all the flowers himself?" The blond responded.
"Undoubtedly. That's his specialty." The silverette remarked.
Labrador—ignoring his side comment—only smiled at the teen. "I enjoy the tenderness and grace the flowers expel."
'The garden, hm…' Ayanami pondered as he stared at his utensils. 'It's the most unsuspicious place and on the adverse side of the church… that might not be the worst place to start…' He sneered as he picked up some vegetables from his plate and into his mouth.
To Be Continued…
Why do I feel like the chapters keep getting longer lol? It's fine. Man, felt great to post this. As always their story gets me hype and it's always one of the first ones I post whenever I come back to the fanfic world.
Anyhow, let's see what Aya is scheming, though I'm sure we have hints on that. And hope Mika can reconcile/fix Aya's temper since as of now, he's the only one quietly swallowing his abuse XD Don't worry they'll get there. It might take a while but they'll stand as equals soon.