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NORTHERN STAR



"Stop bossing me around! Who the hell do you think you are?" Yoji angrily yelled at a certain red head, who was equally angry.

"You were supposed to stick to the plan! You went on your own, not only plunging yourself in danger but also your teammates!" Aya retorted back, now red as his hair in skin tone.

"Oh! So we're a team now? Since when?"

Omi and Ken watched as insults and yells were fired from one side to the other. It was three days till Christmas, and here they were, the older members of Weiss fighting over a mission that had gone okay, except that Yoji did a little bit more extra – he finished up a couple of more guards because he was bored.

"Umm – guys –" Ken began but his voice was drowned by Yoji's voice.

"You think just because you're the one with all-might katana we're chopped liver! Well I've got news for you Ran Fujimaya! We're just as good as you! Oh no! Actually scratch that! We're better than you by a thousand folds because we know emotions and we are not conceited bastards like yourself!" Yoji was met by a fist in the side of his cheek, causing him to loose his balance and land on the kitchen floor hard.

"Don't you fucking call me that!" Aya hissed in plain and utter anger, voice dripping with deadly venom.

"Yoji!" Omi yelped and was by the man's side in blink of an eye. Yoji pushed him away lightly and got to his feet, grabbing his coat in the process.

"Where are you going?" Ken asked, now worried.

"Out! Away from a particular unfeeling bastard." Yoji mumbled and stepped out in to the snow, slamming the door behind him.

"Yoji." Omi slowly mumbled.

Aya disappeared to his room and the crashing of glass could be heard.



*

The house was deathly quiet. Yoji had not returned yet, and Aya admitted that he was worrying. He regretted hitting the beautiful man hard. He actually rounded up a few punches with his pillow to get rid of the anger that bubbled inside him like lava.

"Aya? I'm going out to find Yoji." Ken said by his door. Footsteps echoed and the front door was heard slamming.

Aya closed his eyes and began to think. He slowly fell asleep. He woke up to the crashing of glass downstairs. He got up, perhaps it was Yoji, just drunk. He quickly rushed downstairs, to find Omi cleaning up broken glass on the floor. His hands trembled and they were slightly cut. There was another thing that Aya noticed and that was Omi was crying.

"Aya." The boy looked up wiping tears away. "Yoji. He's – He's been in a car accident." Aya turned around sharply. "Aya! Wait!"

The front door was left open, cold air freezing the house.



*



Aya drove over the speed limit towards the hospital. He enquired and got Yoji's room number. He rushed down the white and green halls, reaching the door and letting himself in. The room was empty and silent, except for the occasional beeping of the heart monitor. No movement was visible, except for the slow rise and fall of Yoji's chest.

Aya approached the bed and the sight nearly brought tears to his eyes. Yoji lay there, bandage around his head, hiding golden locks. His entire torso was bandaged and his face practically covered with bruises. He had an IV fluid running in a vein in his left phalanges.

Aya sat on the bed, brushing a visible lock away from Yoji's face. "Yoji. I'm sorry." He silently whispered and closed his eyes. He was really, really sorry now.

Christmas that year would be different.



TO BE CONTINUED…