Without A Doubt
Chapter 2- What?
by Umi
March 2001
Disclaimer: Ken, Yohji, and all Weiss Kruez characters belong to Koyasu Takehito and Project Weiss, not me! I'm not makin' any money out of this!
WARNING: This fic contains yaoi, which means male/male sexual relationships! So, if ya can't stand the stuff, please just don't read this fic!
Ken absently watered a bunch of beautiful white lilies. He let out a deep sigh. I haven't really talked to Yohji since that fight we had the other day... I don't know whether to be mad at him, or... or...
Or what?
Flattered at what he said... Maybe even happy about it...
"I care about you, Ken." Yohji's words echoed over and over again in his mind. What... what did he mean by that?
Maybe it meant nothing. Maybe it was just a simple friendly gesture. I mean, the four of us have worked together for so long that we've grown close. Especially considering what we do, as Weiss, it's only natural that such pain brings us together. But...
Somewhere, deep in my heart, a voice keeps telling me that it's more than that.
A lot more.
I guess I know that it wasn't just a friendly gesture because of the way he fled the room after he said it... If he just meant he cared for me as a friend, why would he run away like that? It's like he was nervous about how I'd react...
Or, it's more like he was scared about how I'd react.
Besides, there was something about the way Yohji said it... His voice was so soft, so quiet, so... sweet... It's not like him to sound like that. In that moment, he seemed so trusting, so honest, so... vulnerable....
It's not like him at all.
Or, maybe, that's just how he is... deep down inside.
Maybe that's how all of us members of Weiss are...
Ken closed his eyes, letting a single tear trickle down his face. Yohji....
So, if he didn't mean it as a friend, what did he mean by that?
He couldn't have meant...
Ken shook his head. No way. It can't be... He could have anyone he wants, so...
Why would he want someone like me?
After all, he's... Yohji! He's the definition of a playboy! He's so flirtatious, so experienced, so reckless, so charming, so good-looking...
Shit! Uh, what was that? There's no way that I think that he's hot! There's no way that I'm attracted to him! I'm not! I... I just mean that he must be good-looking since all the girls love him and stuff...
Yeah, that's it...
Ken nervously laughed. Aya looked up from his arrangement of pink and purple carnations to stare at Ken's odd behavior. "Ken?"
"Huh?" Ken turned and saw Aya's confused expression.
Aya blinked. "Never mind." He returned to his work.
"Ok." Ken shrugged. He looked down and noticed that he had over watered the lilies. "Oh shit!"
Aya raised an eyebrow. "Ken?"
"Uh, it's nothing." Ken sighed. I can't concentrate. Not when all I can think about is...
Him.
Just then a familiar figure came into the shop.
"You're late, Yohji." Aya scowled.
Ken's blue eyes widened. Oh boy... He glanced up as Yohji adjusted his sunglasses.
"Yeah, yeah, I know, Aya. Hey, I'm here now, so isn't that enough?" Yohji strolled over to a bunch of scarlet roses.
"No, it's not. Why are you late?" Aya asked coldly.
"Oh, you know, the usual. Some really hot girl wanted to get to know me better, so I couldn't help but buy her a drink." Yohji grinned.
Aya frowned. "Hn."
Ken's eyes narrowed. He found himself inadvertently clenching his hand into a fist.
Yohji began watering the roses. A young redhead approached him, smiling widely and pretending to be interested in the flowers rather than in him. He smirked. "So, what beautiful flower can I get for such a beautiful young woman like you?"
She blushed. "Well... I..."
Ken rolled his eyes. How obvious can Yohji be? Ken groaned. He noticed that he was shaking slightly as he tried to make an arrangement of sunflowers. He sighed softly. This is going to be a long day...
Ken's eyes darkened as he heard the girl laugh loudly in a high-pitched, ditsy voice. Damn that Yohji... He has to flirt with anything in a skirt, doesn't he?
Ken glared at Yohji as he continued to flirt with nearly every girl who entered the shop. He bit his lip and tore his gaze away from the other man. He's driving me crazy...
Wait... Why do I care so much about what Yohji does?
It's not like I'm jealous...
Am I?
Damn it! I am not jealous of those girls! I can't be...
Ken reluctantly looked over at Yohji. I can't be... He watched as Yohji playfully joked with a young brunette as he watered a bunch of azaleas. Ken's eyes drifted to Yohji's dark, wavy blond hair, and then to his stunning jade eyes. He couldn't help but notice how Yohji's shirt was impossibly tight and cropped short, exposing the lean muscles of his stomach. His dark pants were tight at his hips... Suddenly, Yohji turned around to help a girl who wanted a large bouquet of dandelions. Damn, he has a nice ass...
What?! Ken nearly choked. I did not just think that! I DID NOT!! I... I...
I need some fresh air.
"Uh, Aya? I'm gonna go take a walk for a little bit, ok?"
Ken rushed out of the shop before Aya had a chance to respond.
****
Well, Ken was sure in a hurry to get out of here... Yohji sighed. Hell, he'd probably do anything right now just to get away from me...
Shit! I am not thinking about Ken again! I've gotta distract myself... Maybe this girl will help... Yohji grinned at the brunette talking to him excitedly. He kept nodding, unaware of a word she was saying. He tried to listen to her, but all he could think about was how she had dark hair but blue eyes, just like...
Him.
Damn it! Yohji shook his head, trying to rid himself of all his thoughts about the soccer player. He looked around him and noticed that the brunette was gone.
He also saw that he had over watered the azaleas.
"Oh, shit!"
Aya blinked. "Not again." He muttered.
****
Ken tentatively knocked on Yohji's door. Okay, I have to talk to him about what happened. I have to know what he meant. I need to understand what's going on between us...
"Who is it?" Yohji asked lazily.
"Um, it's me."
"Ken? Uh... What is it?"
"We need to talk, Yohji."
Yohji sighed. "Ok." He said softly as he opened the door to let Ken in.
"Yohji... About the other day..." Ken noticed how the other man stiffened slightly at his words.
"Yeah?" Yohji casually ran a hand through his dark blond hair.
"Um... I..." Ken stammered.
"What?" Yohji stepped closer to Ken.
"Wh... what did you mean when you said... well... you know..." Ken blushed slightly.
He sure does look cute when he blushes... Yohji smiled slightly. "Nothing..."
"Yohji... I'm sure that it meant... something... I could see it in your eyes... Please tell me the truth." Ken held his breath, watching Yohji expectantly.
Yohji slowly shut his eyes. "I don't think you're ready for the truth, Ken." He sighed. Hell, I don't think I am either...
"Yohji..." Ken softly took Yohji's face in his hands, forcing the other man to look at him. "Please... I want to know what you meant."
Yohji stared into Ken's sapphire eyes. "Ken..." Yohji gently brushed the bangs from Ken's face. He took a deep breath. "This is what I meant..."
Yohji leaned forward and covered Ken's lips with his own. Ken's blue eyes widened with shock and he gasped. Yohji wrapped an arm around Ken's waist possessively, pressing him tight against his body. Ken's eyes drifted shut as he parted his lips, allowing Yohji to deepen the kiss. Ken groaned into the kiss as Yohji's tongue brushed against his own.
Ken wrapped his arms around Yohji's neck, kissing him back with an intense passion he never knew he even had. Yohji tastes so sweet, so... intoxicating... I've never felt anything like this... He moaned softly as he became overwhelmed by the sensation of Yohji's tongue caressing his, of Yohji's body being so close to his...
Yohji tangled his hand in Ken's dark silky hair. His tongue explored the inside of Ken's mouth, savoring the sweet taste of Ken... I don't think I've ever wanted something as much as I do now... Yohji urgently kissed Ken harder as he tightened his grip around Ken's waist, reveling in the electrifying friction of their bodies...
Yohji broke off the kiss, releasing his hold on Ken. They both stared at each other in silence, trying to slow their rapid breathing.
Ken stepped back. He slowly traced a finger along his slightly swollen lips. "Yohji..." Ken said softly, his voice hoarse.
"Ken..." Yohji whispered huskily, his eyes darkened with passion.
"Um... what happens now?" Ken's cheeks were flushed.
"I don't know..." Yohji stared into Ken's sapphire eyes. "All I know is... I think I'm falling in love with you."
Ken melted in Yohji's emerald gaze. "Wh... what?"
"You heard me, Ken."
"I... I..." Ken's eyes widened.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. "Hello? Yohji-kun?"
Yohji sighed. "Omi? What is it?"
"I'm going to go get some dinner. Do you want to join me?"
"Uh... no thanks... I..." Yohji was interrupted by Ken.
"Hey, Omi! Can I come with you? I'm really hungry!" Ken turned away to avoid seeing Yohji's hurt expression.
"Ken-kun? Sure!" Omi cheerfully replied.
Ken walked over to the door. He hesitated, and then turned around to face Yohji, keeping his eyes focused on the floor. "Um... I'm gonna go... Ja!" He left the room hurriedly.
Omi popped his head in the open doorway. "Yohji-kun? We can get you something to eat while we're there. Do you want anything?"
"No..."
"Ok! Ja ne!" Omi left with Ken.
Yohji spoke softly. "No, I don't want anything at all..."
Yohji adjusted his sunglasses so that it covered the tears in his eyes.
~To be continued...~
Chapter 2- What?
by Umi
March 2001
Disclaimer: Ken, Yohji, and all Weiss Kruez characters belong to Koyasu Takehito and Project Weiss, not me! I'm not makin' any money out of this!
WARNING: This fic contains yaoi, which means male/male sexual relationships! So, if ya can't stand the stuff, please just don't read this fic!
Ken absently watered a bunch of beautiful white lilies. He let out a deep sigh. I haven't really talked to Yohji since that fight we had the other day... I don't know whether to be mad at him, or... or...
Or what?
Flattered at what he said... Maybe even happy about it...
"I care about you, Ken." Yohji's words echoed over and over again in his mind. What... what did he mean by that?
Maybe it meant nothing. Maybe it was just a simple friendly gesture. I mean, the four of us have worked together for so long that we've grown close. Especially considering what we do, as Weiss, it's only natural that such pain brings us together. But...
Somewhere, deep in my heart, a voice keeps telling me that it's more than that.
A lot more.
I guess I know that it wasn't just a friendly gesture because of the way he fled the room after he said it... If he just meant he cared for me as a friend, why would he run away like that? It's like he was nervous about how I'd react...
Or, it's more like he was scared about how I'd react.
Besides, there was something about the way Yohji said it... His voice was so soft, so quiet, so... sweet... It's not like him to sound like that. In that moment, he seemed so trusting, so honest, so... vulnerable....
It's not like him at all.
Or, maybe, that's just how he is... deep down inside.
Maybe that's how all of us members of Weiss are...
Ken closed his eyes, letting a single tear trickle down his face. Yohji....
So, if he didn't mean it as a friend, what did he mean by that?
He couldn't have meant...
Ken shook his head. No way. It can't be... He could have anyone he wants, so...
Why would he want someone like me?
After all, he's... Yohji! He's the definition of a playboy! He's so flirtatious, so experienced, so reckless, so charming, so good-looking...
Shit! Uh, what was that? There's no way that I think that he's hot! There's no way that I'm attracted to him! I'm not! I... I just mean that he must be good-looking since all the girls love him and stuff...
Yeah, that's it...
Ken nervously laughed. Aya looked up from his arrangement of pink and purple carnations to stare at Ken's odd behavior. "Ken?"
"Huh?" Ken turned and saw Aya's confused expression.
Aya blinked. "Never mind." He returned to his work.
"Ok." Ken shrugged. He looked down and noticed that he had over watered the lilies. "Oh shit!"
Aya raised an eyebrow. "Ken?"
"Uh, it's nothing." Ken sighed. I can't concentrate. Not when all I can think about is...
Him.
Just then a familiar figure came into the shop.
"You're late, Yohji." Aya scowled.
Ken's blue eyes widened. Oh boy... He glanced up as Yohji adjusted his sunglasses.
"Yeah, yeah, I know, Aya. Hey, I'm here now, so isn't that enough?" Yohji strolled over to a bunch of scarlet roses.
"No, it's not. Why are you late?" Aya asked coldly.
"Oh, you know, the usual. Some really hot girl wanted to get to know me better, so I couldn't help but buy her a drink." Yohji grinned.
Aya frowned. "Hn."
Ken's eyes narrowed. He found himself inadvertently clenching his hand into a fist.
Yohji began watering the roses. A young redhead approached him, smiling widely and pretending to be interested in the flowers rather than in him. He smirked. "So, what beautiful flower can I get for such a beautiful young woman like you?"
She blushed. "Well... I..."
Ken rolled his eyes. How obvious can Yohji be? Ken groaned. He noticed that he was shaking slightly as he tried to make an arrangement of sunflowers. He sighed softly. This is going to be a long day...
Ken's eyes darkened as he heard the girl laugh loudly in a high-pitched, ditsy voice. Damn that Yohji... He has to flirt with anything in a skirt, doesn't he?
Ken glared at Yohji as he continued to flirt with nearly every girl who entered the shop. He bit his lip and tore his gaze away from the other man. He's driving me crazy...
Wait... Why do I care so much about what Yohji does?
It's not like I'm jealous...
Am I?
Damn it! I am not jealous of those girls! I can't be...
Ken reluctantly looked over at Yohji. I can't be... He watched as Yohji playfully joked with a young brunette as he watered a bunch of azaleas. Ken's eyes drifted to Yohji's dark, wavy blond hair, and then to his stunning jade eyes. He couldn't help but notice how Yohji's shirt was impossibly tight and cropped short, exposing the lean muscles of his stomach. His dark pants were tight at his hips... Suddenly, Yohji turned around to help a girl who wanted a large bouquet of dandelions. Damn, he has a nice ass...
What?! Ken nearly choked. I did not just think that! I DID NOT!! I... I...
I need some fresh air.
"Uh, Aya? I'm gonna go take a walk for a little bit, ok?"
Ken rushed out of the shop before Aya had a chance to respond.
****
Well, Ken was sure in a hurry to get out of here... Yohji sighed. Hell, he'd probably do anything right now just to get away from me...
Shit! I am not thinking about Ken again! I've gotta distract myself... Maybe this girl will help... Yohji grinned at the brunette talking to him excitedly. He kept nodding, unaware of a word she was saying. He tried to listen to her, but all he could think about was how she had dark hair but blue eyes, just like...
Him.
Damn it! Yohji shook his head, trying to rid himself of all his thoughts about the soccer player. He looked around him and noticed that the brunette was gone.
He also saw that he had over watered the azaleas.
"Oh, shit!"
Aya blinked. "Not again." He muttered.
****
Ken tentatively knocked on Yohji's door. Okay, I have to talk to him about what happened. I have to know what he meant. I need to understand what's going on between us...
"Who is it?" Yohji asked lazily.
"Um, it's me."
"Ken? Uh... What is it?"
"We need to talk, Yohji."
Yohji sighed. "Ok." He said softly as he opened the door to let Ken in.
"Yohji... About the other day..." Ken noticed how the other man stiffened slightly at his words.
"Yeah?" Yohji casually ran a hand through his dark blond hair.
"Um... I..." Ken stammered.
"What?" Yohji stepped closer to Ken.
"Wh... what did you mean when you said... well... you know..." Ken blushed slightly.
He sure does look cute when he blushes... Yohji smiled slightly. "Nothing..."
"Yohji... I'm sure that it meant... something... I could see it in your eyes... Please tell me the truth." Ken held his breath, watching Yohji expectantly.
Yohji slowly shut his eyes. "I don't think you're ready for the truth, Ken." He sighed. Hell, I don't think I am either...
"Yohji..." Ken softly took Yohji's face in his hands, forcing the other man to look at him. "Please... I want to know what you meant."
Yohji stared into Ken's sapphire eyes. "Ken..." Yohji gently brushed the bangs from Ken's face. He took a deep breath. "This is what I meant..."
Yohji leaned forward and covered Ken's lips with his own. Ken's blue eyes widened with shock and he gasped. Yohji wrapped an arm around Ken's waist possessively, pressing him tight against his body. Ken's eyes drifted shut as he parted his lips, allowing Yohji to deepen the kiss. Ken groaned into the kiss as Yohji's tongue brushed against his own.
Ken wrapped his arms around Yohji's neck, kissing him back with an intense passion he never knew he even had. Yohji tastes so sweet, so... intoxicating... I've never felt anything like this... He moaned softly as he became overwhelmed by the sensation of Yohji's tongue caressing his, of Yohji's body being so close to his...
Yohji tangled his hand in Ken's dark silky hair. His tongue explored the inside of Ken's mouth, savoring the sweet taste of Ken... I don't think I've ever wanted something as much as I do now... Yohji urgently kissed Ken harder as he tightened his grip around Ken's waist, reveling in the electrifying friction of their bodies...
Yohji broke off the kiss, releasing his hold on Ken. They both stared at each other in silence, trying to slow their rapid breathing.
Ken stepped back. He slowly traced a finger along his slightly swollen lips. "Yohji..." Ken said softly, his voice hoarse.
"Ken..." Yohji whispered huskily, his eyes darkened with passion.
"Um... what happens now?" Ken's cheeks were flushed.
"I don't know..." Yohji stared into Ken's sapphire eyes. "All I know is... I think I'm falling in love with you."
Ken melted in Yohji's emerald gaze. "Wh... what?"
"You heard me, Ken."
"I... I..." Ken's eyes widened.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. "Hello? Yohji-kun?"
Yohji sighed. "Omi? What is it?"
"I'm going to go get some dinner. Do you want to join me?"
"Uh... no thanks... I..." Yohji was interrupted by Ken.
"Hey, Omi! Can I come with you? I'm really hungry!" Ken turned away to avoid seeing Yohji's hurt expression.
"Ken-kun? Sure!" Omi cheerfully replied.
Ken walked over to the door. He hesitated, and then turned around to face Yohji, keeping his eyes focused on the floor. "Um... I'm gonna go... Ja!" He left the room hurriedly.
Omi popped his head in the open doorway. "Yohji-kun? We can get you something to eat while we're there. Do you want anything?"
"No..."
"Ok! Ja ne!" Omi left with Ken.
Yohji spoke softly. "No, I don't want anything at all..."
Yohji adjusted his sunglasses so that it covered the tears in his eyes.
~To be continued...~
