Lucky you…I had some extra time on my hands…so I got to put up two new
chapters all in one night!! Again…please leave me some feedback…I'd die
without it…
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"We've got to be heading back. Well, I do anyway, Omi and I have to work in the shop today."
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"Hey Omi!"
"Hi Yohji-kun. You're late. Aya-kun will be mad."
"Aya's not here, now is he? He won't even know."
"Hm…maybe."
"Omi? What's wrong with you? You're not being your excessively happy self. Aya not putting out? Not giving you any ass?"
"No!" Omi couldn't stop from giggling. "It's not that! It's you. You and Ken, that is. What's going on with you two?"
"Come on Omi, don't make me say it. You know very well what's going on."
"Have you slept together yet?"
"You mean have sex? Why is that any of your business?"
"Well, I told you when I slept with Aya-kun. You begged my to tell you, so I did. EVERY detail."
"This is true…yes, just today was our first time."
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Ken came bounding up the stairs to the apartment above the Koneko where the 4 young assassins lived. "Domo Aya!"
"What are you so happy about?"
"Oh…nothing." Ken tried to hide his happiness.
"It's just you and me tonight, Ken."
"Okay. Well…um…I'm going to go watch some soccer." Ken left Aya to read his newspaper alone in the kitchen.
'I have got to keep Yohji away from Ken. But what at I going to do?' Aya thought to himself.
Ken had been watching t.v. for only about 30 minutes before he fell asleep. He was exhausted from Yohji's sexual overdrive. As he lay there on the couch, dreaming of his newly found lover, he suddenly felt a pair of warn lips upon his own. He obviously wasn't sleeping anymore. He kept his eyes close, but opened his mouth to the eager tongue playing at his lips. 'Mmm…' Ken thought, 'a little different from before, but just as good.' Then the mouth pulled away, and before Ken opened his eyes, he whispered, "Aya will be mad if he finds you here." He slowly opened his eyes to find said swordsman looking back at him with swollen lips.
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"So…do you love him, Yohji-kun?"
"Of course I do! Do you love Aya?"
"Okay, okay, I just wasn't sure Yohji-kun. I mean, you sleep with countless woman and dozens of men, so I figure there's no way you could love them all."
"Well…I don't. They were just pawns, to get my mind off of Ken. I love him, Omi. I always have. Nothing will tear us apart."
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"Aya?!"
"Yes, Ken?"
"What the hell are you doing? I thought you were-"
"You thought I was Yohji, and so that's why you kissed me back. That's what you were going to say, isn't it?" Ken nodded. "Yeah, okay Ken. I think you just might be able to tell the difference. I don't kiss like an experienced playboy, and I certainly don't taste like alcohol and cigarettes. Just admit it, you enjoyed it."
"Aya…what about Omi? I thought you loved him."
"I do."
"Then why-"
"I love you both, Ken."
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"I'm bored."
"Me too. Ya know what Yohji-kun? Aya-kun said that I should close up early tonight, he said to let you go, and for me to finish cleaning up."
"He said I could leave before you?"
"Yeah. I don't know why. Maybe he wants to talk to you."
"Yeah. Maybe. Okay, Ommitchi, I'm outta here."
"Bye Yo-tan!"
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"You love me?" Ken's eyes searched Aya's for answers.
"Yes. Ken I-"
Ken quickly sealed his lips over the older man's and wasted no time in prying his lips apart to gain access inside. He twisted his fingers in the red locks of hair. And just as Aya began to respond, Yohji was standing behind them.
"You fucking slut." The blonde tried to hide the hurt in his voice.
Ken pulled away to see Yohji almost in tears. The playboy walked up to him, and back handed the shocked brunette, gave Aya his best glare, then turned away and walked down the hall to his room.
TBC
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wow…Aya's a bitch…
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"We've got to be heading back. Well, I do anyway, Omi and I have to work in the shop today."
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"Hey Omi!"
"Hi Yohji-kun. You're late. Aya-kun will be mad."
"Aya's not here, now is he? He won't even know."
"Hm…maybe."
"Omi? What's wrong with you? You're not being your excessively happy self. Aya not putting out? Not giving you any ass?"
"No!" Omi couldn't stop from giggling. "It's not that! It's you. You and Ken, that is. What's going on with you two?"
"Come on Omi, don't make me say it. You know very well what's going on."
"Have you slept together yet?"
"You mean have sex? Why is that any of your business?"
"Well, I told you when I slept with Aya-kun. You begged my to tell you, so I did. EVERY detail."
"This is true…yes, just today was our first time."
***
Ken came bounding up the stairs to the apartment above the Koneko where the 4 young assassins lived. "Domo Aya!"
"What are you so happy about?"
"Oh…nothing." Ken tried to hide his happiness.
"It's just you and me tonight, Ken."
"Okay. Well…um…I'm going to go watch some soccer." Ken left Aya to read his newspaper alone in the kitchen.
'I have got to keep Yohji away from Ken. But what at I going to do?' Aya thought to himself.
Ken had been watching t.v. for only about 30 minutes before he fell asleep. He was exhausted from Yohji's sexual overdrive. As he lay there on the couch, dreaming of his newly found lover, he suddenly felt a pair of warn lips upon his own. He obviously wasn't sleeping anymore. He kept his eyes close, but opened his mouth to the eager tongue playing at his lips. 'Mmm…' Ken thought, 'a little different from before, but just as good.' Then the mouth pulled away, and before Ken opened his eyes, he whispered, "Aya will be mad if he finds you here." He slowly opened his eyes to find said swordsman looking back at him with swollen lips.
***
"So…do you love him, Yohji-kun?"
"Of course I do! Do you love Aya?"
"Okay, okay, I just wasn't sure Yohji-kun. I mean, you sleep with countless woman and dozens of men, so I figure there's no way you could love them all."
"Well…I don't. They were just pawns, to get my mind off of Ken. I love him, Omi. I always have. Nothing will tear us apart."
***
"Aya?!"
"Yes, Ken?"
"What the hell are you doing? I thought you were-"
"You thought I was Yohji, and so that's why you kissed me back. That's what you were going to say, isn't it?" Ken nodded. "Yeah, okay Ken. I think you just might be able to tell the difference. I don't kiss like an experienced playboy, and I certainly don't taste like alcohol and cigarettes. Just admit it, you enjoyed it."
"Aya…what about Omi? I thought you loved him."
"I do."
"Then why-"
"I love you both, Ken."
***
"I'm bored."
"Me too. Ya know what Yohji-kun? Aya-kun said that I should close up early tonight, he said to let you go, and for me to finish cleaning up."
"He said I could leave before you?"
"Yeah. I don't know why. Maybe he wants to talk to you."
"Yeah. Maybe. Okay, Ommitchi, I'm outta here."
"Bye Yo-tan!"
***
"You love me?" Ken's eyes searched Aya's for answers.
"Yes. Ken I-"
Ken quickly sealed his lips over the older man's and wasted no time in prying his lips apart to gain access inside. He twisted his fingers in the red locks of hair. And just as Aya began to respond, Yohji was standing behind them.
"You fucking slut." The blonde tried to hide the hurt in his voice.
Ken pulled away to see Yohji almost in tears. The playboy walked up to him, and back handed the shocked brunette, gave Aya his best glare, then turned away and walked down the hall to his room.
TBC
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wow…Aya's a bitch…