The Wild Hunt
Chapter1
*October,31th, Koneko*
"Please!!!!! Aya? Youji? It's just for a few hours.", the youngest member of Weiß begged with puppy eyes.
"No!", Youji growled annoyed.
"...", was Aya´s silent answer, but his cold glare told the two blonde assassins what he thought about the whole idea.
"Spoilsport!!!", Omi pouted and slumped onto a chair crossing his arms. Aya continued his silent breakfast sipping at a cup of coffee and watching for the latest news in one of the local newspapers, while Youji rummaged in one of the drawers searching for some aspirin.
But Omi wouldn't be Omi if he let the older men get away with that. He jumped up and stomped with a foot on the floor like an annoyed, impatient child.
"We haven't done anything fun for years!", he sputtered angrily. "I thought after what happened two months ago, we could use a good distraction. The fun fair is a perfect opportunity."
Realising what he had just said the blonde boy shuddered and looked around hoping that Ken hadn´t heard him. Luckily the door to the living room was closed.
Two months back there mission had been to fake their own deaths in order to fool General Powell. It had been very hard and exhausting for all of them, but Ken took it even worse than them. He was the only one surviving their supposed deaths killing off Aya in a deadly match. The brunette nearly had a breakdown afterwards. Aya had a hard time to convince him that he didn´t really hurt him and the others. Still, whenever the topic was mentioned, the boy seemed to drown in guilt. Knowing it would only hurt him more, they tried to avoid it when he was around.
Aya interrupted his reading and stared at Omi. He didn't comment on what the boy had said mere moments before, but seemed to contemplate something. Finally after Omi already thought he´d stare at him for all eternity, the redhead started speaking.
"Did you ask Ken to come?"
His voice was cold and betrayed no emotion and Omi once again asked himself quietly how Ken was able to cope with him when he was in such a mood.
"Not yet. He's watching a soccer game. I think, he'll kill me if I interrupt him now.", Omi finally admitted in a small voice.
Suddenly a smile tugged at Aya´s lips when his earlier thought formed into an idea. The two blonde assassins looked at him in confusion. Aya smiling was a very rare event. Usually Ken was the only living person to witness this miracle. But... Him smiling like a prankster was even more astonishing.
"I´ll go if he comes, too.", the redhead announced calmly. If you looked closely, you´d recognise an evil glint in his plum eyes.
Youji snorted.
"I don't think anyone can convince him to leave the couch anytime soon."
Aya´s smile widened and grew a bit sinister.
"Nothing easier than that."
He left the kitchen table and walked into the living room. Omi and Youji followed him, curious as to what their stoic leader had planned.
Ken was sitting comfortably on the couch eyes fixed intently on the events occurring in the TV. His shoulders tensed when something happened what the others could not see from their line of view. The ex-soccer player jumped up suddenly and started to curse in several different languages that no one was aware he was able to speak .
"Baka! That was such an easy shot and you didn't catch it. So ein Verlierer! [1] Merde! [2]" The boy groaned. "They are going to loose every game with such a goalie."
"Kenken?", Aya interrupted him softly. It took every nerve not to pounce on Ken. The boy looked deliciously cute all riled up, but Aya tried not to show it. He had other plans.
The brunette slumped back on the couch, then looked up at him. His eyes lit up upon falling on the tall redhead, soccer match already half-forgotten.
"Nan dayo?", he asked smiling softly.
He soon became uneasy when he noticed the predatory gleam in the redhead's eyes. A faint blush crept onto his cheeks when the other came closer than comfort. He had noticed Omi and Youji standing nearby. Aya didn't usually show any affection when they were in the same room with him, so understandably he got nervous upon Aya´s weird behaviour.
"Wh...what?", he stammered. "Aya?"
Aya smirked and caught Ken's wrists in a tight grip. He moved forward gracefully and before the brunette was able to register what happened, straddled his hips effectively fixing him to the couch by his greater weight.
"A...Aya...", the boy started to stammer, but was silenced when the redhead leaned closer to his face crushing their lips together in a bruising kiss. He sucked at his lower lip before finally thrusting his tongue into the startled boy's mouth. Ken tensed up, too surprised to react at first, but he soon relaxed forgetting that they had witnesses and responded to the kiss with equal passion. He silently cursed upon not being able to use at least one of his hands and fist them into Aya´s hair or shirt, but he couldn´t escape the tight grip of the redheads slightly bigger hands that pinned him to the couch.
Aya smiled against his lips and pulled back a bit, never letting go of the boy while doing so. He knew all to well how fast the smaller boy could react. Memories of their first and second meeting flooded his mind and his eyes softened.
"How about a trip to the fun fair today, Kenken?", he asked huskily.
The brunette stared at him, face flushed, eyes glazed over and mouth still slightly open from their passionate kiss. His breath was ragged obvious evidence that he had enjoyed the redhead's attention very much. He seemed to contemplate the question for a while, then realised what it meant. An adorable pout spread into his face.
"Mou, Aya...I wanted to watch the soccer marathon. You know that I waited almost four w...mphhhh...."
Aya silenced him by covering his mouth again with his lips. The man released one captured hand and stroked the boy's velvet soft hair. He pulled back again and the brunette whimpered in distress, green eyes clouded.
"Onegai?", Aya whispered into his ear and caressed his cheek.
"But, Aya...urghh"
Aya sucked at the brunette's neck, eliciting soft moans from the smaller boy. Inwardly he was grinning madly, knowing fully well that his lover couldn´t deny him anything.
" Gods Ran...", Ken purred using the taller man's real name.
"Onegai, Kenken? I´ll make it up to you once we come back. Promise!", he murmured and kissed him again and released the second hand as well.
Noticing the chance to get free, Ken tried to push himself out from under the older man. He stopped suddenly and looked into Aya´s plum eyes that betrayed every emotion at that moment, not his usual cold and calculating gaze that reminded of frozen amethysts. The brunette slumped back and sighed. He knew he had lost to those pleading eyes.
"Fine! You won! I´ll come with you.", he muttered defeated.
Aya smiled softly and pecked him on one adorably flushed cheek. Then he proceeded to stand up. He turned around facing the other two Weiß members who had witnessed the whole thing and were now gaping at him as if he were a ghost. Aya having admitted that he loved the soccer playing brunette six months ago had been a miracle. Him openly showing affection, no…lust was something akin to impossible. Yet, the smirk on the redhead's face and the still blushing boy on the couch were enough evidence to convince Youji and Omi that what they had seen was indeed true.
"Ok. I'm coming, too.", Aya announced finally.
Ken looked at him confusedly and grabbed one of the redhead's hands.
"What do you mean...you're coming, too. I thought the whole thing was your idea?"
Youji laughed and winked at the brunette.
"He said he'd only come if you came as well. It was Omi´s idea to go to the fun fair."
Ken let go of the redhead's hand and crossed his arms pouting.
"You cheated.", the boy muttered not really pissed off. He had enjoyed his lover's way of convincing him.
Aya smiled genuinely down at him and tousled his hair.
"You know you liked it, itoshii.", he whispered quietly.
Ken blushed again.
Omi beamed at both and said.
"Now, I take it that you're coming. That means I only have to convince Yotan."
The blonde man snorted at the remark.
"Give me just one reason why I should come with you. I mean…a fun fair. That's for kids!"
Omi whacked him over the head and scowled.
"First…it's Halloween and we don't have to open the shop today. Second…there isn't anything else for us to do. There hasn't been a mission for about three weeks. I doubt Manx will come up with one today."
"Then go alone. I have an important date this evening and I don't want to be late, just because I went to something as childish as a fun fair."
Youji turned around and proceeded to leave the room.
"Youji-kun! Stop!", Omi called.
"What else?", the blonde man muttered annoyed.
Omi grinned evilly. He held up a notepad and smirked at the lanky playboy.
"See what that is?"
Youji´s eyes widened as he realised what the younger boy implied.
"You wouldn't dare!"
"I wouldn't....or would I? I'm sure Makoto would like to meet...", he looked into the little booklet, "Jane, Tsubaki, Sakura, Aya..."
Ken's head perked up at the mention of his lover's name and he cast a timid glance.
"Aya?", he asked unsure.
Omi smiled reassuringly.
"Not that Aya! Don't worry, I think you got our redhead's single attention."
Ken's flushed again from head to toe at the comment. Aya smiled and kissed the brunette lovingly, nothing heated, just his way to assure the boy that he was all his´.
"I´d never betray you, itoshii.", he whispered huskily.
"That's true…", Youji said silently wondering who this person in front of him was and what he had done with their stick-shoved-up-the-ass leader. Dismissing the thought, he winked at Ken, "…besides I'm more interested in brunettes. Red is so out of date."
Aya glared at him, eyes searching for his usually ever present katana.
"Shut up, Kudou! Get close to Ken and I will…"
He was silenced effectively when Ken yanked him down and kissed him, while blushing madly at the same time. The boy stroked Aya´s cheek and smiled.
"Youji was only joking. Besides I love *you*, not him."
Aya nodded, but not before shooting another glare at the playboy. What Ken didn't know was that the blonde assassin had been indeed serious about his preference on brunettes. Truth to be told, Youji´s desire for their younger team-mate had been the reason to act upon his hidden affection for the cheerful brunette before it was too late. Finally declaring his feelings to him, Aya was overjoyed that they had been reciprocated the whole time. Youji not wanting to come between them when he realised (to his silent dismay) that they had become lovers, had stopped his purchase for the boy. Aya supposed that the lanky assassin was still very much in love with Ken.
In the meantime, Youji had tried to sneak up behind Omi to get his booklet but the little blonde had foreseen his next move and jumped out of the way grinning.
"Hm,...where did I stop? Aa, yes...Aya, Rei, Lianna, Naomi, Satsuki...", the boy stopped. "How many girlfriends do you have? That's insane."
"I'm just not the person for a constant relationship. I need diversion and adventure. Any problem with that? Now give it back to me, before I have to hurt you."
He ran after Omi. The boy eeped and tried to hide from him, but the Youji was way faster than him and managed to corner him between table and wall. He growled and grabbed the notepad. Omi continued smiling.
"What!", Youji snarled.
"I knew you would catch me. That's why I copied all addresses and phone numbers beforehand. If you do not come with us enjoying the day like a nice little family should do, I´ll tell all of those "chicks", as you would call them, that they should have a little meeting preferably with you present and in a locked up room."
Youji paled at the thought of dozens of crazy, pissed off exes and soon to be dates in a room with him... poor defenceless guy that he was... and shuddered. He hung his head.
"I´ll get you back for that. Count on it!", he growled.
Omi giggled merrily.
"That wasn't too difficult, was it? You'll love it…they have one of the greatest roller coaster and merry-go-rounds and we could go to some game stands as well. Oh, yeah and they also have a pretty cool mirror maze. One of my friends at school told me that you can get lost in there for hours."
He looked at Ken when he heard the brunette inhale sharply.
/Hunted by the Gargoyles through the labyrinth.
Loosing Ariadnes thread./
"Mirror maze?", the soccer player asked green eyes wide, body all tensed up.
Omi rose a questioning eyebrow. Ken seemed paler than usual and was that fear in his eyes?
"What's wrong, Ken? You don't look too well."
Ken giggled nervously scratching his head and proceeded to stand up.
"Aa,...it's nothing. Really!", he smiled colour returning to his face, "Just...not a big fan of mirror mazes, That's all."
He giggled again, then grabbed a jacket and looked at his watch.
"Wow, it's late. We should go if we still want to see all of the fun fair.", he said and went towards the front door.
Youji shot a glance at the retreating boy, then at Aya and Omi.
"What was that about? It looked as if he was afraid for some reason."
Aya shrugged and grabbed his own jacket.
"I don´t know.", he said calmly. "I´ll ask him later."
The redhead turned and stared at the lanky blonde. "And you willl keep your mouth shut, Kudou."
"If you say so, Fujimiya."
Omi sighed only and followed them outside. Deep inside, though, he was disturbed by Ken´s behaviour, although he didn´t know why.
~tbc~
[1] "So ein Verlierer!" – "Such a looser!"
[2] "Merde!" – "Shit!"
A/N. I'm so out of writing that I'm getting scared. This sucked did it?! Don't blame me...I haven´t written anything in months.
Also...tell me if I should continue this or not. No votes for "ATGB" or "Eternal Return" please, because they will definitely be continued. smile