DISCLAIMERS: I don't own any part of Wei , yadda yadda yadda. This is not written for any type of profit at all, blah, blah, blah. Therefore, I'm poor, so PLEEEEEEEEEEAAAAASEE don't sue me.
WARNING: *Will* contain shounen-ai, *may* contain yaoi. Turn back now if you are forbidden by law or by parents read this type of material.
Still here? Well, don't say I didn't warn you! (In other words, don't come screaming and yelling at me for corrupting your innocence (puh-lease! You wouldn't be here if you were worried. =P )
NOTE: This: ~*...*~, indicates thought. Italicized indicates flashback.
Now on with the story!
Chapter 01: Sudden Confession
A clash of metal.
"Dammit! Where the hell's Aya!" Ken tore open one of the guard's throat with his bugnucks.
"The target! Omi! The target's getting awa- ugh!" Youji fell forward from the impact of the kick in his stomach. "K'so!" he growled out while rolling out of the way of another kick. He uttered another curse as he flung his wire towards his assailant, strangling him as he pulled the wire taut.
The sound of a gun shot brought all attention to the target. Omi was on his knees, his left hand clutching his right shoulder as blood poured out of the bullet wound. The target, a middle-aged man, aimed for Omi's head, laughing hysterically, "Go to Hell!" Another shot fired.
"Omi!" Ken and Youji yelled simultaneously.
A muffled thud. "How?!" the target gasped, falling to his knees. His shot had gone wide, but Omi's dart found a snug home in the target's chest. With a cough, the target fell face down on the concrete path, the force pushing the dart deeper into his chest.
"Omi! Daijoubu?" Ken called, running to Omi alongside Youji.
"Nn! Watashi wa daijoubu..." Omi was breathing hard, trying to ignore the pain on his shoulder, and focusing on what to do.
"Baka! You're practically bled white! Come on!" Ken said as he hoisted Omi to his feet. "Let's take you home."
"Demo,...Where's Aya-kun?" Omi asked, glancing at Youji, who was looking around.
"Good question, Omi." Ken huffed. Omi could tell he was angry.
"There's no time to stand here and wonder, I can hear sirens, and we need to take care of that wound of yours, Omi." Youji said with a forced smile, trying to hide his worry.
Indeed, the sirens were getting louder by the minute. Nothing to do but leave and wait for Aya at home.
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"Aya-san, daijoubu?" Sakura asked, placing a hand on Aya's.
"Aa." With that Aya drew back his hand from Sakura's and slid off the bed.
"A-Aya-san! Don't go yet. The doctor wants you to get a CT Brain..."
"It's not necessary, it's only a few drops of nosebleed..."
"A few drops! Look at you, the front of your shirt is practically drenched with blood!"
"I've lost more blood than that..." was Aya's reply, brushing pass Sakura towards the exit.
"A-Aya-san! Matte! Aya-san!"
"Nani."
"Your...bag." Sakura said after some thought, handing Aya his carrier for 'Shion.'
"...Arigatou..."
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"How's Omi?"
"Asleep."
"Oh."
"Where the hell was Aya today! He was supposed to back us up!"
"Ken, calm down, you'll wake the neighbors."
"Calm down!? Omi's shot because Aya wasn't there. YOU calm down!"
"KEN!"
Ken blinked, surprised by Youji's outburst.
"I'm sorry, I'm...nevermind...just, sorry..."
"Youji, what's wrong?"
"Nothing, nevermind." Youji repeated, standing up.
"Youji!" Ken moved to block Youji from retreat.
"It's just that,...Aya's never failed us...I'm just worried about something happening to him." Soft admission....
The thought of something happening to Aya never crossed Ken's mind. He always thought Aya too strong, too good at what he does, to have anything happen to him. Now that Youji brought up that point...
Just as Ken was about to say something, they heard the front door open. Rushing to it, they found Aya slotting the chain-lock in place.
"Where the hell have you been, Aya!" Ken shouted, forgetting about Omi sleeping, and forgetting about his former worry for his fiery-haired leader.
"Nowhere." came the simply reply.
"Don't bullshit me, Aya!"
"Ken! Calm down!" Youji said, placing a firm restraining grip on Ken. "Aya, just tell us where you were. We were wor---"
Youji was cut off by Omi's startled voice, "Aya-kun! Is that blood!? Are you hurt?" Omi was tired, drugged by the painkillers, but that still couldn't keep him from noticing what the other two hadn't noticed.
"It's nothing." Aya said without a hint of emotion, pushing his way past Ken's glare and Youji's frown.
"Omi, go back to bed! You're shot, remember? Thanks to someone's absence." Ken spat out with as much accusation as possible.
Aya stopped at Ken's words. Pausing for awhile, as if collecting his thoughts, Aya then turned to Omi and said, "Gomanasai, Omi.... something... came up...."
Ken looked as if he was ready to blow at that. "Is that all you have to say, Fujimiya Aya?!" Ken demanded, wanting to punch the lights out of Aya, and would've, if it weren't for Youji's hold on him.
Omi frowned, "Ken-kun, I'm all right, Aya-kun's all right, I accept his apology, so let's just leave it at that."
Ken angrily pulled out of Youji's grasp, and stormed off to his room, slamming the door shut. Aya, Youji, and Omi where left in awkward silence. Then slowly, Aya made a move towards his room.
"A-aya! Chotto! Ay---" Youji was cut off with Aya's door slammed in his face.
"Youji-kun, do you think Aya-kun's hurt?" Omi asked after awhile.
"I don't know, Omi. Come on, let's take you to bed, it's way past your bedtime, kiddo." Youji said with a teasing smile.
Omi made a face and said, "I'm 18, Youji-kun. I'm not a kid."
"Hai, hai, hai, whatever you say, kiddo. Now let's get you to bed!"
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Back in his room, Aya packed his bloodstained leather coat into a box, and got it ready to be sent to his leather smith. (He can already see the bill for removing the bloodstains...) With that done, he changed out of the rest of his assassin gear and fell onto his bed with a tired sigh.
"Aya-san, were you… were you on a…a…"
"It's no concern of yours…"
"Don't brush me off like that! Two years, Aya-san… For two years, Aya-chan and I thought you were dead. Where were you?"
"…"
"Aya-chan and I forced ourselves to believe you were alive, and waited for your return. But week after week, month after month,… Aya-chan finally left the country with a broken-heart. We sold the flower-shop and never returned to it, it was just too painful… Why, Aya-san? Why?"
Tear-brimmed eyes.
"K'so!" Aya cursed into his pillow, but he couldn't stop the replay of his 'reunion' with Sakura a few hours ago. 'Why' she had asked… "Why? Why what, Sakura?" Aya laughed softly, sadly, into the silence of his room. ~* Why had I broken my promise to return and explain everything? Or why am I what I am? *~ A sob escaped his throat involuntarily, "Aya…"
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Ken brushed pass Aya as if he wasn't there at all, Aya, in return, did not so much as lift an eyebrow at Ken. Omi and Youji glanced nervously from one to another. "Youji-kun, you think you can handle them while I'm in school?" Omi whispered to Youji.
"Do I look like I have a choice?" was Youji's response.
"Irashimase." Aya's voice broke up Omi and Youji's little conference.
"Aya-san!" came the enthusiastic response of an infatuated schoolgirl to Aya's cold greeting.
"What type of flowers do you want?" Aya asked coldly.
"Huh? Oh, uh...," the girl started, but spirit obviously dampened by Aya's tone of voice. "A dozen roses, if you please..."
"A dozen roses coming up!" Youji put in cheerfully, trying to relieve some of the tension in the shop. "That'll be..."
"Just give it her for 8,000 yen, Youji-kun," Omi called from the door. "See you all after school!" With that, Omi left the shop.
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"Hey, KenKen! Give us a hand here will ya?" Youji called from the back of the shop, "We need to change the displays, they're kindda..dead." Youji took a glance at the displays they had out and sweatdropped.
"Heh, since when did you began noticing things like that?" Ken teased good naturedly.
"I'm hurt!" Youji pouted playfully at Ken's comment.
"Youji! Do you have the displays out yet?" Aya asked through the open back door.
Ken's eyes narrowed at the question. "You're not telling me that I'm doing something he ordered, right?"
"Like you said, KenKen, since when did *I* start noticing these things."
Ken immediately took his hands from under the pot. The sudden increase in weight caught Youji by surprise, causing him to fall backwards, dropping the pot of purple roses. Youji's face paled visibly at the sight of shattered pot and scattered blossoms. "Baka, Ken! Aya really liked those flowers!"
"Hn. Do I look like I care?"
"What's going on?" came Aya's voice. He looked from the not caring brunette to the nervous blonde, finally his eyes rested on the mess on the floor, his disapproval expressed only by a slight rising of his right brow. "What happened?" Aya asked, looking expectantly at Youji.
"Eh...Well, it kindda just...slipped?" Youji said after a few seconds, glancing at Ken. Aya's caught the look and shifted his gaze on Ken.
"I'm going to deliver the flowers." Ken said, dismissing Aya just like that.
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Aya traced the edge of a purple petal with the tip of his finger. He had found another pot and repotted the roses. A sigh escaped his lips. ~*Where is Youji?*~ Aya thought absentmindedly. His vision was becoming unfocused, as if he was looking at everything through a hazy fog. Aya rested his head on his arm over the table. The hand that was caressing the violet blossom dropped to the table abruptly as his eyes slid closed.
Youji was suprised to find his leader "asleep on the job" so to speak. Frankly, finding the ever-so-serious Fujimiya Aya sleeping like a baby on duty after a smoke-break was formerly considered impossible. Of course the operant word now is formerly. Youji was not going to let Aya live through this.
"Oi, Aya." Youji said, shoving Aya lightly. Youji raised a brow when the only movement from Aya is his head rolling to the left. Youji couldn't help but stare at the redhead, whose features softened with sleep. Youji shook Aya again, this time rougher than the last, partially to wake Aya...partially to shake some senses into himself. "Oy! Aya! Wake up!" Still, Aya didn't move. Youji raised both brows now, *~Trying to ignore me, eh...?~* "Aya! Wake UP!" Youji all but shouted by his ear. "Alright! That's it! Get your ass off this chair!" and with that, Youji shoved Aya so hard that he slid off his chair. "K'so!" was all Youji could get out before rushing to catch the redhead. "Aya?" Youji shook the young man in his arms. "Aya, come on, this isn't funny. Aya?" Youji was getting worried. He patted Aya on the face, hoping to bring the pale-faced man back to conciousness. "Aya, please..." Youji was getting really worried.
Finally, to what seemed like forever to Youji, a soft moan slipped past the redheads lips. "Aya! Daijoubu?"
"Hn?" Violet eyes peeked from under heavy lids, "Youji?"
Youji breathed a sigh of relief *~at least he recognizes me~*. "Aya, are you alright?"
Aya blinked a few times at the question. "Aya, are. you. all. right?" Youji took the time to articulate each word separately.
Aya, suddenly aware of the fact that he was in Youji's arms, blushed as red as his hair. "What do you think you're doing, Kudou!?" Aya demanded, scrambling to his feet. The sudden movement made his head spin like crazy.
Youji stood up immediately, and steadied the redhead, who in turn, shrugged out of the helping hand. "I'm just trying to help Aya."
"I don't need you're help."
"Yeah, right." Youji said, rolling his eyes. "Could've fooled me..."
"Fuck off!"
"Not today! What the hell just happened?"
Aya sent an icy glare at Youji. "So I fell asleep, that's nothing new to you, Kudou."
"Asleep?" Youji met Aya's glare head-on. "I know asleep, and you weren't asleep...you were fucking UNCONSCIOUS! And where do you think you're going?" Youji demanded as he grabbed Aya's upper arm. "Our little discussion isn't over yet!"
"It is as far as I'm concerned."
"Oh no, not today!" Youji's gripped tightened. "I want answers."
"Fine! I don't know why or how I lost unconsciousness, you happy now?"
"How about last night?" Seeing Aya stiffen at the question, Youji pushed on, but softened his tone, "What happened last night?"
"Nothing. Why do you care?" Aya demanded stiffly, finally jerking his arm free of Youji's grasp, and promptly turning towards the door that leads to the living quarters.
"Because I do..." Youji replied so softly that Aya hadn't heard him. Consequently, he was shocked when he felt Youji's arms wrapping him in a tender embrace, with Youji's taller form spooned behind him perfectly. "Because...because I love you," Youji whispered into his ear, his arms tightening as if afraid Aya would vanish before him if he didn't.
~to be continued~
Author's Rambles: Hi people! Sooo..., what do you think? (I think this is moving faster than I planned ^^; ) Please send me feed backs!
::sigh:: I'm finally done with Chapter One and I STILL don't have a title for this little ficcie yet ::sweatdrops::...suggestions anyone?
Does this clarify the prologue a little? (The prologue was very vague, yes, I know...@_@) Hopefully, you have an idea to where this thing is headed....or may that isn't such a great idea ^^; I dunno.
Kaze: look idiot, if you have nothing to ramble about, don't put anything down for it. Just my luck to have a mun like you...
::whimpers and cringes at Kaze's harsh words:: ouch! that hurt...;_;
Kaze: don't *EVEN* start that with me! now that you're done with Chapter One, start movin' your butt back to Gundam Moon.
Nani? No breaks?
Kaze: ::glare of death:: remember what you promised Swallow-san?
Swallow-san?? How come you don't call ME 'san'.
Kaze: ::mock pondering:: i dunno, hmm.... maybe because YOU'RE A BIG BAKA! Now get moving!
But I'm not done rambling yet! ::whiny protest::
Kaze: I'll take over. ::blows Kris to the Gundam Moon fanfic::
::chibi-sized self gets blown away::
Aya: Hey! You can't do that! What about us?
Kaze: -_-...what about you? ::glare of death::
Aya: ::glares katanas back at her::
^^;;;;
Youji: ::wraps arms around Aya's neck:: Ne, Koibito...Cuddles doesn't work effectively enough is a glare ^_~
Kaze: ::bursts out laughing:: CUDDLES!?!?!? ::bursts out laughing some more...::
::sweatdrops like crazy::
Aya: ::fuming::
Kaze: ::glares at Kris:: what are you doing over here -_-...
ah heh ::too scared to sweatdrop, so scurries away::
Aya: how dare you?
Youji: aww... there there, it's alright Koi, i know you want me badly, but what's a few days?
Aya: NANI?!?!? Kudou Youji, SHI-NE!!! ::chases after Youji with the katana 'Cuddles'::
Youji: Eep! ::runs away::
Kaze: ::smirks at the two:: well, send all praises to me and all flames to Kris. Ja! ::lets the curtains fall::
Youji: :: emerges from curtains, out of breath:: must ~wheeze~ stop ~wheeze~ smoking ~WHEEZE~
::hears Kudou Youji, Kudou Youji, Kudou Youji, Kudou Youji, KUDOU YOUJI! SHI-NE!!! from the other side of the curtains......::