FINAL CHAPTER!! It took me forever, but I've finally completed this story. Hope you like it! ^_^
"Yoji?" Ken asked softly as we sat together on the couch. My date had cancelled and I'd had nothing better to do than eat that chili he'd made (which was actually pretty damn good) and sit down to watch some stupid soccer game with him.
Aya was doing something and Omi was studying, so I was stuck here watching guys kick a ball. What the hell does he sees in this sport?
"What, Kenken?" I replied.
He sighed heavily, like he was carrying the weight of the world, "Can I ask you a question? I mean, it's about my relationship with... Aya and I don't know if you're comfortable with-"
"Just spit it out, Ken," I chuckled, "What has he done?"
"It... It's not something he's done. I think that... I think that I'm the problem."
That got my attention. Ken has a severe case of low self-esteem and I'm not going to let that fuck up something good for him.
He sighed heavily and continued; "I think he's upset with me. He won't say anything, but I know he is. You see, I've been having these nightmares recently, I won't tell him what they're about and that upsets him..."
"What are they about?" I asked, doubting he would tell me if he didn't tell Aya.
"Aya," he said, "But it's not Aya, you know? Every dream is the same. He realizes that he could find someone so much better than me and he tells me how stupid I am for believing that I actually deserved someone like him."
I could hear the pain in his voice. He sounded so small and lost, like a child almost. His eyes were dark and sad, like he had just lost everything. I put my hand on his shoulder, hoping it would seem comforting, but I never knew with Ken. I could read women, customers, and my other teammates easily, but Ken hid everything behind his mask of smiles, like Chichiri from Fushigi Yuugi.
He looked down at his feet, which were covered in ratty running shoes with untied laces. He spoke in a soft, hushed voice, "I'm so scared that it will come true, Yoji. I don't know what I'd do if I lost him. He's all I have, Yotan."
That was when I noticed Aya standing in the doorway holding a six-pack of coke and a fresh bowl of popcorn. He was directly behind Ken so he couldn't see him. There was a weird look in his eyes, making it obvious he'd been listening the whole time.
I pulled my hand away when I saw Aya glaring at it, walking over to us. Ken sighed, and then jumped when Aya set down the sodas on the coffee table and put his hand on Ken's should, the opposite of where mine had been.
I took that as my cue to leave... but I listened when I got around the corner! ^_^
"Yoji?" Ken asked softly as we sat together on the couch. My date had cancelled and I'd had nothing better to do than eat that chili he'd made (which was actually pretty damn good) and sit down to watch some stupid soccer game with him.
Aya was doing something and Omi was studying, so I was stuck here watching guys kick a ball. What the hell does he sees in this sport?
"What, Kenken?" I replied.
He sighed heavily, like he was carrying the weight of the world, "Can I ask you a question? I mean, it's about my relationship with... Aya and I don't know if you're comfortable with-"
"Just spit it out, Ken," I chuckled, "What has he done?"
"It... It's not something he's done. I think that... I think that I'm the problem."
That got my attention. Ken has a severe case of low self-esteem and I'm not going to let that fuck up something good for him.
He sighed heavily and continued; "I think he's upset with me. He won't say anything, but I know he is. You see, I've been having these nightmares recently, I won't tell him what they're about and that upsets him..."
"What are they about?" I asked, doubting he would tell me if he didn't tell Aya.
"Aya," he said, "But it's not Aya, you know? Every dream is the same. He realizes that he could find someone so much better than me and he tells me how stupid I am for believing that I actually deserved someone like him."
I could hear the pain in his voice. He sounded so small and lost, like a child almost. His eyes were dark and sad, like he had just lost everything. I put my hand on his shoulder, hoping it would seem comforting, but I never knew with Ken. I could read women, customers, and my other teammates easily, but Ken hid everything behind his mask of smiles, like Chichiri from Fushigi Yuugi.
He looked down at his feet, which were covered in ratty running shoes with untied laces. He spoke in a soft, hushed voice, "I'm so scared that it will come true, Yoji. I don't know what I'd do if I lost him. He's all I have, Yotan."
That was when I noticed Aya standing in the doorway holding a six-pack of coke and a fresh bowl of popcorn. He was directly behind Ken so he couldn't see him. There was a weird look in his eyes, making it obvious he'd been listening the whole time.
I pulled my hand away when I saw Aya glaring at it, walking over to us. Ken sighed, and then jumped when Aya set down the sodas on the coffee table and put his hand on Ken's should, the opposite of where mine had been.
I took that as my cue to leave... but I listened when I got around the corner! ^_^