Yay!!! I'm on a role lately…I got out of school early, cause it was the
last day of school and all…and I was like…'I should put up my next chapter'
so…here it is!! Enjoy!!
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Ken didn't move from the floor. He just sat there, confused and scared. The nurse walked to the door of the bathroom, and knocked. "Bravo Mr. Kudou. You're right, you do make a great seme." She joked. She stopped laughing when she heard the faint sound of Yohji retching. "Mr. Kudou!" she jiggled the handle. "Mr. Kudou, please! Let me help you!" The door opened, and the nurse stepped inside.
The small woman locked the door behind her, and sat on the floor beside her patient. She said nothing at first, simply draped her left arm around the blonde's shoulder, and gripped her right hand on Yohji's arm. "You want to tell me about what just happened out there, Mr. Kudou?"
"It's Yohji."
"Okay, Yohji. Tell me."
"Well…Ken and I work together, we live together, and we…recently have realized our feelings towards each other. I love him more than I love myself, and I love myself a lot."
"So what seems to be the problem?"
"Well, right after we slept together for the first time, I found him kissing another man. This man is like a brother to me, and he also lives with us, and works with us."
"I see."
"And now, whenever I'm around Ken, I can smell Aya, and it reminds me of the two of them. It makes me sick."
"It was only a kiss?"
"Yeah. But it looked like it could have gone further."
"Well Yohji, it seems to me, that this is all in your head. The scent is not there, okay? You can't smell him. Just let it go, and you can be happy again."
"Aya told him that he loved him."
"So did you, did you not?"
"Yeah."
"Well, I can't speak for this Aya. However, Ken has been here for three days. He only left for about twenty minutes to get some clothes, because I made him. He hasn't eaten, nor has he slept. He left your side only to shower, or use the bathroom. He has been worried sick about you. He loves YOU Yohji. I can tell."
"He hasn't been eating?"
"No. I offered him some food, but he kept saying that he wasn't hungry."
"And no sleep?"
"He refuses. He wanted to be sure to be awake when you woke up."
"I don't know how to let go. I don't know how to forget."
"I know it must hurt Yohji. I'm not asking you to forget, and neither is Ken. Just forgive. He really does love you, and it's obvious that you love him. Just give him another chance. I don't think he want's to screw things up with you."
"But every time he gets near me, I smell Aya."
"That's because you look at him, see the guilt in his eyes, and then you associate that with the scent. Don't think about it. Just feel. Now get out there, and feel with your heart, Yohji!"
Yohji shakily stood, and went to the door. He hesitated a bit, but opened the door, and stepped into his hospital room. He expected to find Ken in the chair, but the brunette wasn't there.
He looked to the floor, where the boy had landed from his roughness earlier. There lay Ken, in a crumpled heap, tears staining his face, snoring softly. Although Yohji was upset at himself for causing those tears, he smiled at the sounds that the younger man was making.
He bent down and picked up Ken, laying him on the bed, and placing a small kiss to his forehead. He then found the chair, and watched his young lover sleep.
~18hours later~
Ken slowly opened his eyes, and glanced around the room. He was very confused, and there was no Yohji to be found. Before he had a chance to worry, the bathroom door opened, and in stepped the tall blonde with a cloud of steam right behind him. He stood wearing only a small towel around his waist.
"Kenken. You're up."
"How long was I out?"
"Almost a day."
"Heh. I was really tired."
"Well…I'll go get the nurse. She told me to get her when you woke up. She was worried about you. You hungry?"
"Not really."
"Okay."
Yohji walked right into the hall with only his towel. The thought made Ken blush. Yohji was back in no time with the nurse, but disappeared into the bathroom.
"You feeling okay Ken?"
"Much better now. Thank you."
She shinned a light into his eyes. "Well, you seem to be alright. But you really need to eat something. If you don't, I'll have to give you an IV."
The older assassin strolled back into the room. "Just have them bring us something. I'll get him to eat."
The nurse left, and Yohji went over and sat on the side of the hospital bed. He sat there for a few minutes, not saying anything, just staring into beautiful chocolate colored eyes.
"Yohji?" Ken began.
"Shhhh…" Yohji placed a finger to Ken's lips in an effort to silence the younger man. Then he replaced his finger with his lips, but took it as slow as possible. A soft kiss, testing his own limits. Ken leaned into the kiss, taking as much as the older man would offer him. Yohji slipped his tongue out of his mouth, to taste Ken's lips. Ken slowly slipped his own out, to meet the blondes, but he wasn't able to stop there.
Ken threw his arms around the taller man's neck, and pulled him down on top of him. Then he pried Yohji's lips apart and plunged his tongue inside of the warm, moist opening. Yohji kissed him back, and wrapped his arms around Ken's waist, trying to get impossibly closer to the small body.
"Excuse me, but I'll just leave the food over here boys." The nurse said calmly.
Yohji pulled away from Ken, a line of saliva still connecting their lips. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. "Thank you."
"I'll be down the hall if you need anything."
The tall blonde got up to show the nurse to the door, thanked her once more, and said good night. He grabbed the paper bag and walked back towards Ken.
"I'm not hungry for food, Yohji."
"Well, if you don't eat the food, then you don't get any of THAT either." Yohji said with a smirk. "Um…Ken…this isn't exactly hospital food."
"What do you mean? No Jell-O?"
"Not exactly."
"Then what is it?"
Yohji began to pull out the items, one by one.
"Strawberries? I like strawberries."
"Hn."
"Hot fudge? That's good."
"Hn."
"Whipped cream? That's weird."
"Hn."
"Cucumber-melon body oil? You can't eat that!"
"Hn."
"A letter? Let me read it!
'Ken and Yohji,
All of us nurses got together, and being the yaoi fangirls that we are, bought you some "supplies" to bring you back together. Hopefully these few little helpers will assist in your relationship becoming stronger.
Good luck!!'
Whoa…Yohji…this isn't just food."
"Really. You don't say. Very perceptive Kenken.
Ken blushed, and sat the note next to the bed. "So…do you wanna?"
"Ooh…naughty Ken…wanna get it on in the hospital…"
Ken blushed furiously at Yohji's comment. "Well—I just thought—"
"You didn't think…you just wanted some sweet loving from your sugar daddy."
"Yohji!"
"Yeah Ken…I do."
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yay!! Yo-ken happiness!! I don't really now if I'm going to continue this or not…I guess it really depends on the feedback that I get…
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Ken didn't move from the floor. He just sat there, confused and scared. The nurse walked to the door of the bathroom, and knocked. "Bravo Mr. Kudou. You're right, you do make a great seme." She joked. She stopped laughing when she heard the faint sound of Yohji retching. "Mr. Kudou!" she jiggled the handle. "Mr. Kudou, please! Let me help you!" The door opened, and the nurse stepped inside.
The small woman locked the door behind her, and sat on the floor beside her patient. She said nothing at first, simply draped her left arm around the blonde's shoulder, and gripped her right hand on Yohji's arm. "You want to tell me about what just happened out there, Mr. Kudou?"
"It's Yohji."
"Okay, Yohji. Tell me."
"Well…Ken and I work together, we live together, and we…recently have realized our feelings towards each other. I love him more than I love myself, and I love myself a lot."
"So what seems to be the problem?"
"Well, right after we slept together for the first time, I found him kissing another man. This man is like a brother to me, and he also lives with us, and works with us."
"I see."
"And now, whenever I'm around Ken, I can smell Aya, and it reminds me of the two of them. It makes me sick."
"It was only a kiss?"
"Yeah. But it looked like it could have gone further."
"Well Yohji, it seems to me, that this is all in your head. The scent is not there, okay? You can't smell him. Just let it go, and you can be happy again."
"Aya told him that he loved him."
"So did you, did you not?"
"Yeah."
"Well, I can't speak for this Aya. However, Ken has been here for three days. He only left for about twenty minutes to get some clothes, because I made him. He hasn't eaten, nor has he slept. He left your side only to shower, or use the bathroom. He has been worried sick about you. He loves YOU Yohji. I can tell."
"He hasn't been eating?"
"No. I offered him some food, but he kept saying that he wasn't hungry."
"And no sleep?"
"He refuses. He wanted to be sure to be awake when you woke up."
"I don't know how to let go. I don't know how to forget."
"I know it must hurt Yohji. I'm not asking you to forget, and neither is Ken. Just forgive. He really does love you, and it's obvious that you love him. Just give him another chance. I don't think he want's to screw things up with you."
"But every time he gets near me, I smell Aya."
"That's because you look at him, see the guilt in his eyes, and then you associate that with the scent. Don't think about it. Just feel. Now get out there, and feel with your heart, Yohji!"
Yohji shakily stood, and went to the door. He hesitated a bit, but opened the door, and stepped into his hospital room. He expected to find Ken in the chair, but the brunette wasn't there.
He looked to the floor, where the boy had landed from his roughness earlier. There lay Ken, in a crumpled heap, tears staining his face, snoring softly. Although Yohji was upset at himself for causing those tears, he smiled at the sounds that the younger man was making.
He bent down and picked up Ken, laying him on the bed, and placing a small kiss to his forehead. He then found the chair, and watched his young lover sleep.
~18hours later~
Ken slowly opened his eyes, and glanced around the room. He was very confused, and there was no Yohji to be found. Before he had a chance to worry, the bathroom door opened, and in stepped the tall blonde with a cloud of steam right behind him. He stood wearing only a small towel around his waist.
"Kenken. You're up."
"How long was I out?"
"Almost a day."
"Heh. I was really tired."
"Well…I'll go get the nurse. She told me to get her when you woke up. She was worried about you. You hungry?"
"Not really."
"Okay."
Yohji walked right into the hall with only his towel. The thought made Ken blush. Yohji was back in no time with the nurse, but disappeared into the bathroom.
"You feeling okay Ken?"
"Much better now. Thank you."
She shinned a light into his eyes. "Well, you seem to be alright. But you really need to eat something. If you don't, I'll have to give you an IV."
The older assassin strolled back into the room. "Just have them bring us something. I'll get him to eat."
The nurse left, and Yohji went over and sat on the side of the hospital bed. He sat there for a few minutes, not saying anything, just staring into beautiful chocolate colored eyes.
"Yohji?" Ken began.
"Shhhh…" Yohji placed a finger to Ken's lips in an effort to silence the younger man. Then he replaced his finger with his lips, but took it as slow as possible. A soft kiss, testing his own limits. Ken leaned into the kiss, taking as much as the older man would offer him. Yohji slipped his tongue out of his mouth, to taste Ken's lips. Ken slowly slipped his own out, to meet the blondes, but he wasn't able to stop there.
Ken threw his arms around the taller man's neck, and pulled him down on top of him. Then he pried Yohji's lips apart and plunged his tongue inside of the warm, moist opening. Yohji kissed him back, and wrapped his arms around Ken's waist, trying to get impossibly closer to the small body.
"Excuse me, but I'll just leave the food over here boys." The nurse said calmly.
Yohji pulled away from Ken, a line of saliva still connecting their lips. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. "Thank you."
"I'll be down the hall if you need anything."
The tall blonde got up to show the nurse to the door, thanked her once more, and said good night. He grabbed the paper bag and walked back towards Ken.
"I'm not hungry for food, Yohji."
"Well, if you don't eat the food, then you don't get any of THAT either." Yohji said with a smirk. "Um…Ken…this isn't exactly hospital food."
"What do you mean? No Jell-O?"
"Not exactly."
"Then what is it?"
Yohji began to pull out the items, one by one.
"Strawberries? I like strawberries."
"Hn."
"Hot fudge? That's good."
"Hn."
"Whipped cream? That's weird."
"Hn."
"Cucumber-melon body oil? You can't eat that!"
"Hn."
"A letter? Let me read it!
'Ken and Yohji,
All of us nurses got together, and being the yaoi fangirls that we are, bought you some "supplies" to bring you back together. Hopefully these few little helpers will assist in your relationship becoming stronger.
Good luck!!'
Whoa…Yohji…this isn't just food."
"Really. You don't say. Very perceptive Kenken.
Ken blushed, and sat the note next to the bed. "So…do you wanna?"
"Ooh…naughty Ken…wanna get it on in the hospital…"
Ken blushed furiously at Yohji's comment. "Well—I just thought—"
"You didn't think…you just wanted some sweet loving from your sugar daddy."
"Yohji!"
"Yeah Ken…I do."
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yay!! Yo-ken happiness!! I don't really now if I'm going to continue this or not…I guess it really depends on the feedback that I get…