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In the morning, everyone pretended nothing different had happened, for even Omi had heard the conversation between Ran and Ken through the thin walls of the Koneko, although he didn't mention it. Ran walked downstairs, everything seemingly normal, though his eyes were dull, and it was clearly obvious he hadn't any sleep the night before. Ken tried to keep up a happy pretense, but not one person believed it for a second. His smiles were strained and never reached his eyes, and his shoulders slumped when he thought no one was looking.
"Ken, onegai shimasu, ike." the words Ran had said just played over and over in his head, and each time he heard it, the feeling of pain and rejection just came rushing back, relentlessly reminding him that his feelings weren't returned.
mabushii asayake no Sea-side
furueru katasaki dakishimete hanasanaide
sotto hitomi tojireba
futari ni atarashii kisetsu no kaze ga fuita
tsuraikoto kakusuyou ni waraukara
nakitakunaru kimi no yokoga miteruto
ima kanjiteiru eien
Just Break out Emotion
hateshinai sorani aiga hirogaruyo
I never should've tried such a thing, I should've never told him.now, not only have I lost a friend, but also.
Ken sighed. There was no use crying over spilt milk, as the cliché goes. But he hated cliches anyway, so it didn't really matter. He had the right to sulk if wanted to.not that he was sulking, though.oh, ok.so maybe he was. Just a bit.Ken looked up as Yohji sauntered in his direction.
"Oi, why do you look like you just lost your best friend?"
Maybe because I might have.
Ken forced a smile.
"What do you mean? I am perfectly fine, Yohji."
Right.sure I am.
Yohji raised an eyebrow.
"Sure, you're perfectly fine, Ken. Come on.talk to Uncle Yohji."
This time, Ken was able to crack out a wan smile.
Oh, what the heck.why not?
The two of them walked over to the couch and sat down.
"So," Yohji began "what did Ran do this time?"
"How did you know.?"
"Oh, please.every time you're like this, it's because of him. Now what say we go up there, tie him up, carry him down the stairs while 'accidentally' dropping him heavily along the way?" He winked at Ken "Mind you, I would never drop him on purpose." Yohji snickered. "Nope, I would never dream of it."
Ken laughed, truly laughed, for the first time that morning.
"So what's wrong?" Yohji pursued
"You're gonna think I'm stupid." Ken began
"No, I won't. When have I ever said I thought you were stupid?"
"Well, I bet you think it all the time."
Yohji smiled a bit and shook his head.
"Nah. I don't, actually."
"Nothing's wrong. Really." Ken could tell that Yohji didn't believe him, because even he could hear the waver in his own voice.
Yohji leaned back against the couch, and tilted his head, studying Ken's face. He closed his eyes, relaxing for a moment. On opening them, he glanced back over at the brunette sitting to his right.
"Nothing's.wrong?" Yohji queried
Ken grimaced a little, knowing that what he told Yohji was a lie.Nothing's wrong? Ha! Yes, that's a good one.I'm sure he believes that.
"No, nothing." he paused "everything. Everything's wrong. My life's screwed. It's like no one's there, and when you try to call for them, you hear nothing, no one answers, no one calls back for you, you don't even hear the echo of your own voice, to know that you aren't in some kind of isolated hell."
As Yohji listened, he nodded mutely, saddened by Ken's thinking that none of them were there for him.as if they didn't care. He sighed heavily.
"Ken.look, we're always here, me, Omi.Ran.You're never alone with us, ne? We make enough noise to make sure you know that, though, hm?"
"Well, I can't disagree there, Yohji. It's just that sometimes, when you think you need to be alone, it turns out that you're wrong. I mean, since when has life gone the way that I planned it to? Instead, it tends to swerve the other way. I wanted to be a J-Leaguer. For the first time in my life, I thought that I finally had something going for me. Obviously, I was wrong. Just when I am that close to what I think is happy ever after; reality comes crashing down. We are assassins, Yohji. We never wanted this life. "
"We never chose this path, Ken. This path chose us. Do you think I woke up one morning and decided out of the blue, to become an assassin, and that I enjoy ending other people's lives, cutting them short? I don't. Every time someone dies by my hands, it seems a part of me dies too. What we do isn't easy. And on top of that, we have to keep up a false pretense, trying to lead normal lives."
"Does the world just not like me, or do I not deserve to be loved, Yohji? I told Ran I loved him, hoping against hope that I might get a reply. And I did get one. Not quite the one I had in mind, though. He told me to go, Yohji."
"Look Ken, you deserve to be loved. Maybe you don't see it, but whenever Ran looks at you, I see something in his eyes that I could swear wasn't there before. I know he returns your feelings, but he might not be able to admit it to you just yet. Be patient though, alright? He'll come around, one of these days. And I promise you, if he doesn't, I will make him come around."
Ken stood up, stretched, and yawned.
"Arigatou, Yohji. Perhaps Ran will come around. But I can wait until then. Right now though, I'll just go to sleep."
As Ken descended the stairs, Yohji slumped back against the chair cushions.
"Omittchi, you know I know you're hiding behind the door.you can come out now."
Omi stepped out from behind the door, grinning sheepishly.
"Gomen ne, but I couldn't help it. I was right there, and I couldn't help from listening."
"Have I told you lately how much I love you?"
"No, not that I recall." Omi smiled down at Yohji, and joined him on the couch.
"Well, I'll just have to fix that, now won't I?"
"That, you may." Omi replied, wrapping his arms around Yohji. He leaned in to receive a kiss that Yohji was only to willing to give him, and that would most certainly lead up to more interesting things later in the night.
Author's Notes:
Wai! Much thanks to Lain, Raruku-chan, the anonymous person, and Lilas for reviewing! ::sniffle:: I appreciate it! Well, that was a rather short chapter.for the next chapter, I'll have a look-see into Ran's mind. ^^ (but don't tell him that.) ::looks nervously around:: Coast is clear.methinks I'll have the look-see tomorrow. If you don't get an update for other chapters in a while, don't worry, I probably just ran out of hours on the internet. ^^; I'll have the translations soon, but I can't translate the lyrics for you. ::sneaks away, just in case Ran is following me, planning my demise::
In the morning, everyone pretended nothing different had happened, for even Omi had heard the conversation between Ran and Ken through the thin walls of the Koneko, although he didn't mention it. Ran walked downstairs, everything seemingly normal, though his eyes were dull, and it was clearly obvious he hadn't any sleep the night before. Ken tried to keep up a happy pretense, but not one person believed it for a second. His smiles were strained and never reached his eyes, and his shoulders slumped when he thought no one was looking.
"Ken, onegai shimasu, ike." the words Ran had said just played over and over in his head, and each time he heard it, the feeling of pain and rejection just came rushing back, relentlessly reminding him that his feelings weren't returned.
mabushii asayake no Sea-side
furueru katasaki dakishimete hanasanaide
sotto hitomi tojireba
futari ni atarashii kisetsu no kaze ga fuita
tsuraikoto kakusuyou ni waraukara
nakitakunaru kimi no yokoga miteruto
ima kanjiteiru eien
Just Break out Emotion
hateshinai sorani aiga hirogaruyo
I never should've tried such a thing, I should've never told him.now, not only have I lost a friend, but also.
Ken sighed. There was no use crying over spilt milk, as the cliché goes. But he hated cliches anyway, so it didn't really matter. He had the right to sulk if wanted to.not that he was sulking, though.oh, ok.so maybe he was. Just a bit.Ken looked up as Yohji sauntered in his direction.
"Oi, why do you look like you just lost your best friend?"
Maybe because I might have.
Ken forced a smile.
"What do you mean? I am perfectly fine, Yohji."
Right.sure I am.
Yohji raised an eyebrow.
"Sure, you're perfectly fine, Ken. Come on.talk to Uncle Yohji."
This time, Ken was able to crack out a wan smile.
Oh, what the heck.why not?
The two of them walked over to the couch and sat down.
"So," Yohji began "what did Ran do this time?"
"How did you know.?"
"Oh, please.every time you're like this, it's because of him. Now what say we go up there, tie him up, carry him down the stairs while 'accidentally' dropping him heavily along the way?" He winked at Ken "Mind you, I would never drop him on purpose." Yohji snickered. "Nope, I would never dream of it."
Ken laughed, truly laughed, for the first time that morning.
"So what's wrong?" Yohji pursued
"You're gonna think I'm stupid." Ken began
"No, I won't. When have I ever said I thought you were stupid?"
"Well, I bet you think it all the time."
Yohji smiled a bit and shook his head.
"Nah. I don't, actually."
"Nothing's wrong. Really." Ken could tell that Yohji didn't believe him, because even he could hear the waver in his own voice.
Yohji leaned back against the couch, and tilted his head, studying Ken's face. He closed his eyes, relaxing for a moment. On opening them, he glanced back over at the brunette sitting to his right.
"Nothing's.wrong?" Yohji queried
Ken grimaced a little, knowing that what he told Yohji was a lie.Nothing's wrong? Ha! Yes, that's a good one.I'm sure he believes that.
"No, nothing." he paused "everything. Everything's wrong. My life's screwed. It's like no one's there, and when you try to call for them, you hear nothing, no one answers, no one calls back for you, you don't even hear the echo of your own voice, to know that you aren't in some kind of isolated hell."
As Yohji listened, he nodded mutely, saddened by Ken's thinking that none of them were there for him.as if they didn't care. He sighed heavily.
"Ken.look, we're always here, me, Omi.Ran.You're never alone with us, ne? We make enough noise to make sure you know that, though, hm?"
"Well, I can't disagree there, Yohji. It's just that sometimes, when you think you need to be alone, it turns out that you're wrong. I mean, since when has life gone the way that I planned it to? Instead, it tends to swerve the other way. I wanted to be a J-Leaguer. For the first time in my life, I thought that I finally had something going for me. Obviously, I was wrong. Just when I am that close to what I think is happy ever after; reality comes crashing down. We are assassins, Yohji. We never wanted this life. "
"We never chose this path, Ken. This path chose us. Do you think I woke up one morning and decided out of the blue, to become an assassin, and that I enjoy ending other people's lives, cutting them short? I don't. Every time someone dies by my hands, it seems a part of me dies too. What we do isn't easy. And on top of that, we have to keep up a false pretense, trying to lead normal lives."
"Does the world just not like me, or do I not deserve to be loved, Yohji? I told Ran I loved him, hoping against hope that I might get a reply. And I did get one. Not quite the one I had in mind, though. He told me to go, Yohji."
"Look Ken, you deserve to be loved. Maybe you don't see it, but whenever Ran looks at you, I see something in his eyes that I could swear wasn't there before. I know he returns your feelings, but he might not be able to admit it to you just yet. Be patient though, alright? He'll come around, one of these days. And I promise you, if he doesn't, I will make him come around."
Ken stood up, stretched, and yawned.
"Arigatou, Yohji. Perhaps Ran will come around. But I can wait until then. Right now though, I'll just go to sleep."
As Ken descended the stairs, Yohji slumped back against the chair cushions.
"Omittchi, you know I know you're hiding behind the door.you can come out now."
Omi stepped out from behind the door, grinning sheepishly.
"Gomen ne, but I couldn't help it. I was right there, and I couldn't help from listening."
"Have I told you lately how much I love you?"
"No, not that I recall." Omi smiled down at Yohji, and joined him on the couch.
"Well, I'll just have to fix that, now won't I?"
"That, you may." Omi replied, wrapping his arms around Yohji. He leaned in to receive a kiss that Yohji was only to willing to give him, and that would most certainly lead up to more interesting things later in the night.
Author's Notes:
Wai! Much thanks to Lain, Raruku-chan, the anonymous person, and Lilas for reviewing! ::sniffle:: I appreciate it! Well, that was a rather short chapter.for the next chapter, I'll have a look-see into Ran's mind. ^^ (but don't tell him that.) ::looks nervously around:: Coast is clear.methinks I'll have the look-see tomorrow. If you don't get an update for other chapters in a while, don't worry, I probably just ran out of hours on the internet. ^^; I'll have the translations soon, but I can't translate the lyrics for you. ::sneaks away, just in case Ran is following me, planning my demise::
