Ok, this chapters gonna be a little tiny bit different, its mainly from Aya's POV, and he's a bit OOC. THANK YOU!!! Waaaaa! I love reviews. I'm trying to make my chapters longer. Tell me if I'm succeeding? Oh, and thx for the reviews on my poem, " Cold" ^^
The drive home was uneventful. Youji was at the wheel with Omi up front with him, Aya holding Ken oddly close in the back, saying nothing as usual. When they got back, the man of ice carried Ken to his apartment like he was a small child, and not a fellow assassin. Laying the sill form on his bed, Aya sat down, watching the smaller boy sleep. He couldn't help but think that Ken looked so innocent, so young...these were his last thoughts as he fell into an exhausted sleep next to the unconscious boy.
A few hours later, the sun shone through the closed curtains, waking Aya up. Of course, normally that wouldn't have bothered him, like a cat, he rather liked sleeping in sunbeams, but there were some few mitigating factors. The main one being that something soft and feathery was tickling his nose. Aya blinked his violet eyes and looked down. Alright, make that soft and feathery brown hair, attached to the still asleep boy nestled up to him, it seems that Ken had sensed something soft and warm next to him, and cuddled up. " Kawaii... (1)" Aya thought, smiling a little. He had kinda fantasized about this for some time now and it was nice to know that it was even better in reality then in his dreams. The sound of argument on the outside drew his attention back to reality.
As he had half expected, it was Youji and Omi. He could almost imagine the actions to the words he was hearing; he knew them so well. From his silent façade, he had watched them all, observing, getting to know actions and reactions, for further reference incase he needed to know for some reason. It wasn't hard to figure out what they were talking about.
" Oh come on Omi! This is nuts, he tried to kill us!" that, was obviously Youji. Aya could just picture the tall man pacing back and forth with his arms waving in the air for extra emphasis.
" Youji - Kun, please! Calm down." That was Omi, who had probably just laid one of his tiny hands on Youji's active arms. " It's under control for now...we cant just run into a rash decision blindly." Ah, the young one, rational as always. " I think we should wait for Aya-kun to show up." The kid added. So he did respect Aya's decision making power's, that was good to know.
" I just think we should tell Manx and get this over with." Youji puffed, sounding like he was subconsciously responding to Omi's plea's by calming down somewhat. Mind you, I said somewhat.
" Look Omitichi, I don't feel right about this, but we have to do something, what if next time Aya cant make him back down." The end of the sentence had a tiny meepish noise, that was probably Youji noticing that Omi had turned on the Great Big Puppy Eyes of Doom, GBPED for short. This had always had the effect of making the older man do what ever the younger one wanted. Anything. " Youji-kun...." Omi said, " I know this is weird, and I agree that Manx has to be informed, but its not something we can just blurt out."
" Alright, alright kid.... Just stop looking at me like that." Aya heard the voices move away and fade out accompanied by footsteps down the hall.
Aya snorted, that was a particular discussion he would rather have latter as he had something much more important to deal with. Like how long he could milk holding Ken in his arms with out being found out. Ok, first thing, the light streaming in from the window. There, solved easily by shifting a little bit to close the blinds even more. Second a valid excuse for being there if Ken woke up. Hmm...much more difficult.
" Hmm, maybe I should pretend that imp still asleep if he wakes up...I was pretty tired after bringing him in. ~sigh~ I wish I didn't have to think of an excuse for this...and just be able to hold him. He's so soft and warm. But there's no way in this hell that he would feel the same way about me...Ah well, I must take my comforts where I can."
The drive home was uneventful. Youji was at the wheel with Omi up front with him, Aya holding Ken oddly close in the back, saying nothing as usual. When they got back, the man of ice carried Ken to his apartment like he was a small child, and not a fellow assassin. Laying the sill form on his bed, Aya sat down, watching the smaller boy sleep. He couldn't help but think that Ken looked so innocent, so young...these were his last thoughts as he fell into an exhausted sleep next to the unconscious boy.
A few hours later, the sun shone through the closed curtains, waking Aya up. Of course, normally that wouldn't have bothered him, like a cat, he rather liked sleeping in sunbeams, but there were some few mitigating factors. The main one being that something soft and feathery was tickling his nose. Aya blinked his violet eyes and looked down. Alright, make that soft and feathery brown hair, attached to the still asleep boy nestled up to him, it seems that Ken had sensed something soft and warm next to him, and cuddled up. " Kawaii... (1)" Aya thought, smiling a little. He had kinda fantasized about this for some time now and it was nice to know that it was even better in reality then in his dreams. The sound of argument on the outside drew his attention back to reality.
As he had half expected, it was Youji and Omi. He could almost imagine the actions to the words he was hearing; he knew them so well. From his silent façade, he had watched them all, observing, getting to know actions and reactions, for further reference incase he needed to know for some reason. It wasn't hard to figure out what they were talking about.
" Oh come on Omi! This is nuts, he tried to kill us!" that, was obviously Youji. Aya could just picture the tall man pacing back and forth with his arms waving in the air for extra emphasis.
" Youji - Kun, please! Calm down." That was Omi, who had probably just laid one of his tiny hands on Youji's active arms. " It's under control for now...we cant just run into a rash decision blindly." Ah, the young one, rational as always. " I think we should wait for Aya-kun to show up." The kid added. So he did respect Aya's decision making power's, that was good to know.
" I just think we should tell Manx and get this over with." Youji puffed, sounding like he was subconsciously responding to Omi's plea's by calming down somewhat. Mind you, I said somewhat.
" Look Omitichi, I don't feel right about this, but we have to do something, what if next time Aya cant make him back down." The end of the sentence had a tiny meepish noise, that was probably Youji noticing that Omi had turned on the Great Big Puppy Eyes of Doom, GBPED for short. This had always had the effect of making the older man do what ever the younger one wanted. Anything. " Youji-kun...." Omi said, " I know this is weird, and I agree that Manx has to be informed, but its not something we can just blurt out."
" Alright, alright kid.... Just stop looking at me like that." Aya heard the voices move away and fade out accompanied by footsteps down the hall.
Aya snorted, that was a particular discussion he would rather have latter as he had something much more important to deal with. Like how long he could milk holding Ken in his arms with out being found out. Ok, first thing, the light streaming in from the window. There, solved easily by shifting a little bit to close the blinds even more. Second a valid excuse for being there if Ken woke up. Hmm...much more difficult.
" Hmm, maybe I should pretend that imp still asleep if he wakes up...I was pretty tired after bringing him in. ~sigh~ I wish I didn't have to think of an excuse for this...and just be able to hold him. He's so soft and warm. But there's no way in this hell that he would feel the same way about me...Ah well, I must take my comforts where I can."