Yay!!! New chapter!!! Aya is really getting on my nerves…and this fic is
depressing and disgusting…not at all what I had planned.
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"Shit!" Ken scurried to his feet and tried to run after Yohji, but failed, as Aya held him in place.
"He's pissed, Ken. Leave him alone."
"You're right. YOU go talk to him. Apologize, make it right."
"Excuse me? This is NOT my fault. YOU kissed ME!"
"You kissed me first, took advantage of me in my sleep."
"You enjoyed it, and---you want more."
"I…I…" Ken struggled as he searched for the words. "…I was confused, but at the same time I was intrigued…I wanted to know what it was like…"
"What, what was like?"
"To kiss you…and now Yohji thinks that I was going to sleep with you, and he's hurting. You could tell by his face. It hurts me too."
"Well…I don't care what Yohji thinks. You want things fixed? Then you fix them. But leave me out of it."
"Fine!"
"Fine."
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Ken walked slowly to the door of the playboy's room. As he got closer, he could hear some muffled sounds coming from inside. He reached for the handle, 'what was that sound?' Then he realized what it was, Yohji was…crying. Ken knocked on the door, "Yohji? Can I come in?" He didn't give the older man a chance to respond. The young brunette opened the door, went in, closed and locked the door behind him, he didn't want any disturbances. Especially not Aya.
"Yohji?" Ken moved closer to his lover, and sat on the edge of the bed.
"Leave me alone Ken."
"I'm sorry Yo-tan."
"Don't call me that, you bastard! What do you want from me? You say that you love me, I show you my true feelings for you, we make love, then you leave me for Aya the first chance you get."
"He said he loved me…"
"So did I baka!"
"I'm sorry…"
"Did you enjoy it?"
"What?"
"Did you like your little make-out session with our all mighty, fearless leader?"
"I don't know."
"What's not to know Ken? Did you like your lips against his, your tongue in his mouth, your fingers entwined in his hair, your warm body against his ice-cold body? Did you, or did you not, Ken? Did you like it?"
"I—I don't know—it was……..different."
"Different how? Bad, or good?"
"Does it really matter? I love you! And it was just one kiss, one stupid kiss."
"You're right Ken, it was only one stupid kiss. But how far would it have gone, it I wouldn't had shown up?"
"I—" Ken looked at the sheets, then looked back into the beautiful jade eyes that he had grown to love. "Why are you here anyway? Aren't you supposed to be working with Omi?
"Aren't you supposed to be my boyfriend?"
"Yohji!"
"Omi told me to go home—Aya said to close up shop early…so I thought that I would surprise you Ken. But you surprised me instead."
"I love you Yo-tan. I'm sorry…"
"I love you too Kenken. But I think that you should find out how deep your feelings run."
"What do you mean?"
"For Aya. I don't think we should be together until you figure it out, Ken. I love you, and don't want to share you, but you have to find out.
"Yohji…" Ken hugged the older man. He held on for the longest time. Then he tilted his head up towards the blonde, and placed a small kiss on his lips. Just as Ken pulled away, a gust of wind blew up into Yohji's face.
"Ken?"
"Yes, Yo-tan?"
"Get away from me. I have to throw up."
"What? Why?"
"You smell like him."
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Yohji's POV
I run to the bathroom, and throw up until I successfully empty my stomach. Never before has the simple scent of someone made me sick. Aya's cologne lingers with me, and I can't stand it. Now I will forever associate that scent with the picture of MY Kenken betraying me.
"Yohji!" Ken's hitting the door. I can hear the concern in his voice. But I don't want to let him in. I slouch against the bathtub, pulling my knees to my chest. I can smell the vomit in my hair, and it reminds me of Aya's scent. I feel my gag reflexes kicking in, but I have nothing left in my stomach. Hot tears stream down my face and blur my vision. I can't hear Ken anymore.
*insert sound of breaking door here*
What the fuck! Oh my god! It's Aya again.
"Yohji! Are you okay?"
Ken is shaking me really hard now. Doesn't he see what he's doing to me? He's making me sick! I don't even want to look at him! I love him, but he's killing me. Please Ken…just go away.
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Where am I? I must have blacked out. I can smell anesthetic, and this bed really sucks. Must be the hospital. It's hard to focus, must be those damn sedatives. Now when I get injured, they have to give me twice the normal amount, because my body has become somewhat immune.
Someone's sitting by my bed, I can make out a silhouette. It's a man, he has hair, he's kinda tall, and he…um…oh shit…its Ken. Again with the gagging.
"Yohji! You're awake!" he throws his arms around me and my face goes into his chest. He still smells of that bastard.
"Ken. Stop."
"Yohji?" Ken's eyes searched the blondes for answers. "What's going on? What's wrong with you?"
"You. I hate this. You smell of that self-serving bastard."
"What are you talking about Yo-tan? It's been three days since I've seen Aya. He hasn't been home. I've had three showers, and worn three different pairs of clothes. Yohji, you've been out for three days, and I've been here with you."
TBC
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Wow…way different then I thought it would be…okay then…how do you like it?? Leave me some feedback…and I'll try to have it updated ASAP!!!
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"Shit!" Ken scurried to his feet and tried to run after Yohji, but failed, as Aya held him in place.
"He's pissed, Ken. Leave him alone."
"You're right. YOU go talk to him. Apologize, make it right."
"Excuse me? This is NOT my fault. YOU kissed ME!"
"You kissed me first, took advantage of me in my sleep."
"You enjoyed it, and---you want more."
"I…I…" Ken struggled as he searched for the words. "…I was confused, but at the same time I was intrigued…I wanted to know what it was like…"
"What, what was like?"
"To kiss you…and now Yohji thinks that I was going to sleep with you, and he's hurting. You could tell by his face. It hurts me too."
"Well…I don't care what Yohji thinks. You want things fixed? Then you fix them. But leave me out of it."
"Fine!"
"Fine."
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Ken walked slowly to the door of the playboy's room. As he got closer, he could hear some muffled sounds coming from inside. He reached for the handle, 'what was that sound?' Then he realized what it was, Yohji was…crying. Ken knocked on the door, "Yohji? Can I come in?" He didn't give the older man a chance to respond. The young brunette opened the door, went in, closed and locked the door behind him, he didn't want any disturbances. Especially not Aya.
"Yohji?" Ken moved closer to his lover, and sat on the edge of the bed.
"Leave me alone Ken."
"I'm sorry Yo-tan."
"Don't call me that, you bastard! What do you want from me? You say that you love me, I show you my true feelings for you, we make love, then you leave me for Aya the first chance you get."
"He said he loved me…"
"So did I baka!"
"I'm sorry…"
"Did you enjoy it?"
"What?"
"Did you like your little make-out session with our all mighty, fearless leader?"
"I don't know."
"What's not to know Ken? Did you like your lips against his, your tongue in his mouth, your fingers entwined in his hair, your warm body against his ice-cold body? Did you, or did you not, Ken? Did you like it?"
"I—I don't know—it was……..different."
"Different how? Bad, or good?"
"Does it really matter? I love you! And it was just one kiss, one stupid kiss."
"You're right Ken, it was only one stupid kiss. But how far would it have gone, it I wouldn't had shown up?"
"I—" Ken looked at the sheets, then looked back into the beautiful jade eyes that he had grown to love. "Why are you here anyway? Aren't you supposed to be working with Omi?
"Aren't you supposed to be my boyfriend?"
"Yohji!"
"Omi told me to go home—Aya said to close up shop early…so I thought that I would surprise you Ken. But you surprised me instead."
"I love you Yo-tan. I'm sorry…"
"I love you too Kenken. But I think that you should find out how deep your feelings run."
"What do you mean?"
"For Aya. I don't think we should be together until you figure it out, Ken. I love you, and don't want to share you, but you have to find out.
"Yohji…" Ken hugged the older man. He held on for the longest time. Then he tilted his head up towards the blonde, and placed a small kiss on his lips. Just as Ken pulled away, a gust of wind blew up into Yohji's face.
"Ken?"
"Yes, Yo-tan?"
"Get away from me. I have to throw up."
"What? Why?"
"You smell like him."
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Yohji's POV
I run to the bathroom, and throw up until I successfully empty my stomach. Never before has the simple scent of someone made me sick. Aya's cologne lingers with me, and I can't stand it. Now I will forever associate that scent with the picture of MY Kenken betraying me.
"Yohji!" Ken's hitting the door. I can hear the concern in his voice. But I don't want to let him in. I slouch against the bathtub, pulling my knees to my chest. I can smell the vomit in my hair, and it reminds me of Aya's scent. I feel my gag reflexes kicking in, but I have nothing left in my stomach. Hot tears stream down my face and blur my vision. I can't hear Ken anymore.
*insert sound of breaking door here*
What the fuck! Oh my god! It's Aya again.
"Yohji! Are you okay?"
Ken is shaking me really hard now. Doesn't he see what he's doing to me? He's making me sick! I don't even want to look at him! I love him, but he's killing me. Please Ken…just go away.
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Where am I? I must have blacked out. I can smell anesthetic, and this bed really sucks. Must be the hospital. It's hard to focus, must be those damn sedatives. Now when I get injured, they have to give me twice the normal amount, because my body has become somewhat immune.
Someone's sitting by my bed, I can make out a silhouette. It's a man, he has hair, he's kinda tall, and he…um…oh shit…its Ken. Again with the gagging.
"Yohji! You're awake!" he throws his arms around me and my face goes into his chest. He still smells of that bastard.
"Ken. Stop."
"Yohji?" Ken's eyes searched the blondes for answers. "What's going on? What's wrong with you?"
"You. I hate this. You smell of that self-serving bastard."
"What are you talking about Yo-tan? It's been three days since I've seen Aya. He hasn't been home. I've had three showers, and worn three different pairs of clothes. Yohji, you've been out for three days, and I've been here with you."
TBC
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