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HEY I JUST REALIZED that when I posted this the first time somehow a big chunk if it never posed so I am REPOSTING this chapter….please reread if you already read it...there was lot left out!!





"Aya hurry or we're going to be late!" Ken yelled as he ran down the stairs, Omi looked up smiling. "Hey how's the weather going to be today?"

"It's going to be cold, but won't rain till later tonight." The blond answered.

"Great!" He said as Yohji walked out the mission room looking up at Ken.

"I still can't believe you got Aya to go to a soccer game with you." Ken shook his head. "What? It's the truth! I think I'm going to have a heart attack!"

Grabbing his coat, Ken brushed his hair out of his eyes. "For your information, it was Aya's idea in the first place! Omi helped Aya find the tickets." The look on Yohji's face was priceless. "Why does that shock you so much?"

He gave Ken a look he knew all to well, pulling out a cigarette. "I just can't believe your actually getting though to him. The Aya I know would rather sit and cuddle his katana than make decent conversation and go out into the human world!" The older man paused as he grabbed another cigarette. "I bet you he backs out."

"Maybe you don't know Aya as well as you think you do!" Ken growled. "Omi tell him!"

The blond just smiled, looking down at the books in front of him. "You two can argue over this all you want, I have homework to do for college in the morning." Yohji just rolled his eyes.

Looking at the clock he frowned. "Aya come on, we gotta go!" After a moment the redhead came down the stairs pulling on his coat. "Ready?"

"Yes, you have the tickets?" Ken nodded, holding them up. "Then lets go."

Yohji watched as the two walked out of the room, hearing the door close. "I can't believe Aya is going with Ken, and to all things a soccer game!! Its unnatural and wrong…its really very wrong and bad and scary! Oh yeah its really scary, even more scary then that glare he gets when he's pissed." Omi rolled his eyes as the oldest Weiss continued to babble. "I wanna know what happened to our Aya." He finally said, frowning and pointing at the door that had closed. "That man has to be an imposter!"

"We have had this discussion before.." The blond said.

Yohji frowned, sitting down beside the younger assassin. "You think that Ken and Aya are finally admitting they like each other? That might explain Aya's change over the past week or so?" He asked, still unsure of how to feel about these changes in their taciturn leader.

Omi shrugged. "I would say that is a very good bet playboy." Yohji smiled at the nickname. "I personally am going to look at that as a good thing, he's really lost his direction since Takatori was killed and his sister came out of that coma." Yohji nodded, having too admit he was right. "This gives Aya something to think about other than that."

"That's true, well whatever Ken is doing I wish him luck." He said, walking out of the room.

'I just hope the relationship works out, Ken is going to be crushed if Aya pushes him away now.' Omi thought as he looked back down at his books. "Ok, now back to math…" He whispered, hoping his two friends would be happy.

Ken laid back in the passenger seat looking over at Aya as he drove. He liked Aya's little Porsche but the man was obsessive of it. Ken still remembered the time Aya had gotten so ill that they had to take him to the hospital. Yohji's car was in the shop so the oldest Weiss had to drive Aya's car, by the time they made it to the hospital Yohji was ready to kill the redhead. Ken still remembered Yohji growling something about asshole leaders and backseat drivers. "This is nice." Aya smiled, not taking his eyes off the road.

"What?"

"You and I, alone and going out together." He saw the driver nod, reaching out Ken took Aya's free hand in his own. He turned, looking at the dark haired assassin for a moment, then felt the pale hand tighten around his. "Maybe we can go out and eat after the game?"

Stopping at a light, Aya looked over at Ken and nodded. "That would be nice."

They drove for a bit, Ken watching Aya most of the way. "Aya, can I ask you something?" There was silence, then he nodded. Lifting the hand up, Ken kissed the back gently. "I wanted to talk about last night." He said, the redhead said nothing. "I just want to make sure that you really meant what you said. That you want to make this into something more, if you…."

"Ken." He closed his mouth, looking up at the older man beside him. "You know I don't say what I don't mean." He answered. "I am willing to give this an honest try, but…." Dark eyes met violet. "I just worry, I don't want to loose people I love anymore."

Shaking his head, the dark haired boy leaned over kissing a pale cheek. "I am not going anywhere." He whispered. "I care about you very much, I want this relationship to work. But I want to you want this relationship to work as well. I'm not going to force you into anything you don't want." Sitting back he looked out of the window. "I'm sick of loosing people as well Aya, sick of people leaving me….sick of being betrayed. I don't want to force people to be with me, not if they don't want it….." He saw Aya pull off to the side of the road, looking back at him.

"You talk to much." He said, smiling at the younger assassin. "And I don't talk enough…..I may not come out and say how I feel Ken, but if I didn't want to be here I wouldn't be." He saw the man nod. "Now, I do care about you. I would be happy to be with you, and as you see I am with you." Leaning over he captured Ken's mouth with his, kissing him deeply. "Happy now?" He whispered, His responses was a beautiful smile as Ken threw he arms around his neck kissing him once again.

"Very happy…" He whispered to the redhead as he pulled from the kiss.



Manx walked up the stairs into the living quarters above the flower shop. As she entered she saw two of the four men she had been looking for. The long dark haired man was sitting on the couch in front of the TV, the youngest of the group was on the chair, computer in his lap with headphones on. "Hello Weiss." The older man looked up then smiled turning off the TV.

"What you doing here?" He asked. "Mission?" She nodded, Walking over he tapped on Omi's head, pointing at the woman. He smiled taking off the headphones. "Mission."

This made Omi frown. "But Aya and Ken, shouldn't we wait for them?"

"Where are they?" She asked, looking around .

"Well they aren't here right now, Aya bought Ken tickets to the soccer game today so they went." Setting down his laptop he walked over. "We were just about to cook dinner, do you want to stay and eat?"

"I think that's the best idea you've had kid." Looking up Yohji smiled. "You should stay, eat with us?"

The redhead smiled at the two. "It wouldn't hurt, I haven't spent much time over here lately anyway."

Yohji smiled, Omi followed the older man towards the kitchen. "Great, Aya and Ken shouldn't be to much longer anyway."

Manx watched the two as they ate, she had asked Omi how school was going. As he talked she watched the oldest Weiss member watch the young blond. 'So he's in love with Omi? Or maybe I'm just seeing things.' But as she watched them she began to realize that Omi would give his teammate the same type of look when he wasn't paying attention. 'So the playboy and the hacker are in love too? This group just keeps surprising me, I thought Aya in love with Ken was odd.' But she knew that Yohji did what he did because he was lonely, Manx believed that Yohji wanted a steady relationship. 'He's just afraid that he will be hurt, he's like the rest of us. All of us have been hurt, we all want comfort again but are afraid to accept it. He need to learn to accept comfort again, his team is all he has left!' Sighing, she looked back up at them. 'Oh Yohji, why can't you see that he want to be the one to comfort you..' Suddenly she frowned. 'When did I become Weiss's matchmaker?? I really care about these boys way to much..'

"Manx?" She looked up at the two, they were giving her an odd look.

Shaking her head Manx smiled. "Well what are we going to do now?" She asked, looking over at Omi. "I can't stall this forever, you four need to know about this mission."

"I suppose you just tell us and then we can tell Ken and Aya." She nodded, then stood going toward the mission room.

"Lets do that then."

Aya unlocked the back door to the flower shop as they both slipped in. "We were gone a lot longer than I thought we would be." He said looking at the man behind him. "But that game was so great! I can't believe we made that last goal in the last two minutes of the game!" Aya smiled, taking the younger mans hand in his. Ken turned, wrapping his free hand around Aya's waist. "Thank you so much for this."

"Your welcome." He whispered, running a hand across Ken's flushed cheek. "Your happy?"

"Yes, you make me happy." He answered, cuddling his face against Aya's neck. "Why are you so good to me?" He breathed, Aya sighed, his eyes closing.

"Mmm, I love you."

It was a whisper but Ken smiled at hearing it. "Love me?" Aya could hear the teasing tone in his voice. "The great and mighty leader of Weiss is in love with me? I'm flattered.."

"Smart ass." He growled, leaning down to kiss the younger man. "Why do you have to be such a tease?" Their lips met, kissing deeply in the darkened shop.

Manx had been coming down the stairs to go out the back door when she had heard voices. Taking the remaining stairs silently, she looked around the corner. Aya and Ken were standing in the dark, the redhead had pulled his partner closer to him, kissing him. 'So Ken finally did it….or maybe Aya..' Smiling to herself she went back up and few steps, this time making noise as she came down. Entering the room she saw the two missing members of Weiss looking up. "Hello."

Aya nodded, holding Ken's hand in his. "Do we have a mission?" Ken looked down for a moment at their joined hands, smiling.

'He does care..' The dark haired boy thought, looking back up at Aya's face. "Mission?"

"I explained everything to Omi and Yohji." She answered. "They will be able to update you to the specifics of this."

Nodding, the leader of Weiss released Ken's hand, walking for the stairs. "Thank you." The other man followed him, nodding to Manx as he passed her. She turned watching the two go up the stairs, then smiled to herself as she left the building.

Yohji and Omi looked up as the mission door opened. "You guys down here!" Ken said, then they heard steps on the stairs.

"So you two finally found your way home huh?" Grinning, Yohji walked over tossing an arm around Ken's shoulders. "So was the game that fun?" Ken blushed, Aya just frowned walking over to Omi.

"Yohji!" He looked at Omi smiling. "Manx was here, we have a mission. Looks simple enough, one main target, he has stolen files. Hitoko Takashi, is an upscale business man. At one point he worked with Takatori but since we got rid of him Takashi seems to be doing solo jobs on his own."

Aya walked over grabbing one of the files off the desk. "What are we looking for?"

"He stole sensitive information from an up and coming technology company. It involves computer generations, programming…"

"Why does Kritiker care about this?" He asked

"Some of the technology that was taken was for Kritiker." Omi said, looking up at Aya. "We need to find the files and kill Takashi and any targets, in short anyone we come across who's involved." The redhead nodded, pulling out a case from his pocket. "I'll go online, see what I can find on this guy."

"Good." Pulling his glasses out, Aya looked down at the files before him. "I'll look though these, see what information is in them."

"Yohji, feel like being the upstanding businessman?"

He grinned at Omi, then walked for the stairs. "Looks like I will be getting up early tomorrow morning, Ken your going to have to open with Aya."

"No problem." Turning back he looked at the said redhead who was picking up the papers.

"Ken, lets go upstairs and look though these files."

He nodded about to follow when Omi called him. "Be up in just a second." He said, looking at Omi. "What you need help with?"

"Nothing.." The young blond grinned then looked to where Aya had walked out. "How is everything going with you and Aya?"

Ken took the chair next to the hacker. "Well its good, I think he likes soccer….he seemed to enjoy it today. But then again I was with him so I loved the game! All this time we all had this idea of how Aya was, and he turns out to be a totally different person." Omi nodded, understanding. "But he's amazingly gentle, he makes me very happy."

"Didn't I tell you to give it a try?" He nodded, then gave the younger boy a hug.

"Thank you for everything Omi." Standing he saw he was smiling. "Well Aya's waiting, I gotta go." Turning, he ran up the stairs leaving Omi alone in the mission room.

Smiling, he set up his connection to the internet so he couldn't be tracked then went to work. Omi sighed, deciding to use a basic search to find some information first. He punched in the name pressing the search button when a screen popped up.

// What are you doing? //

He smiled running his mouse over to click on the box. // Research, you? //

// Nothing, just got done with my paper for school. What are you researching? //

// New Mission // He typed, looking at what the search engine and brought up. After a moment the box flashed signaling a new message.

// Need any help? //

Omi had to smile. // Depends, do you remember a man named Hitoko Takashi? //

// ? // Omi arched a brow. // Kinda, he worked for Takatori, why? //

// He stole some files, we need to retrieve them. You don't happen to know anything that may help us? // He went back to looking at the links he had found, most were just on his reputation as a good businessman, basics on his company and what he did for a living. Omi frowned. "They really don't know about this guy do they…." He realized how long the pause had been since he had gotten any answer from his friend. Clicking on the box he frowned. // Are you there? //

// Sorry. // Omi smiled. // I do remember he had owned some clubs downtown, maybe you can find some information there. Takatori never liked him much, kept on thinking of ways to get rid of him. Of course Weiss killed him before he could kill Takashi. // Omi nodded.

// Sounds better than what I have found so far. //

// How long you been looking? 5 minutes? //

The blond had to laugh at that. // Pretty much! :o) // He answered.

// Hmm, figured. So how is your own personal mission going? // Omi looked at the last message for a moment, chewing on his bottom lip. // Omi? //

// Not good, I just think I'm going to give up. // He felt bad about saying that, his friend had been supporting him all this time. He had told Omi he couldn't hide his feelings anymore, but saying it was one thing. Omi didn't know if he could follow though.

// I never thought I would see that day that you couldn't do something. //

Frowning he thought for a moment. // I don't know…Yohji probably doesn't even know I feel that way. //

// And never will unless you tell him! //

Omi thought on this for a moment. // Look, you think we could talk this over tomorrow. I have a paper due in ancient history so I'll be in the library. //

// Ok, if you want we can go to my apartment to study a bit. Maybe figure this all out? // Before he could answer another message popped up. // I just thought of something, don't you have that test tomorrow in Math? //

// Yes. // He answered, knowing what was coming.

// Then why are you still up! Get some sleep! //

// I will…soon. //

// Now.. // He frowned, knowing he should just listen.

// Ok, now. Goodnight //

// Night, see you in the morning. //

Omi smiled, shutting down the computer. It was late after all, and he did have that test in the morning. 'I'll do extra research tomorrow…have to tell Yohji about the club lead…he will love to do that.'



A dark haired young man walked into the library looking for a face he knew all to well. 'Stupid idiot…' He growled as he walked towards the history section. 'I know he's my friend, but if he doesn't tell Yohji soon I may just kill him.' Finally finding the person he was looking for he dropped his backpack to the floor sitting down at the table. "You're a pain in my ass." He said simply, Omi looked up and smiled.

"Nice to see you to Nagi!" That ever cheerful look on his face.

"I hate you." Crossing his arms, the younger man laid his head down. "I don't see how you can be so cheerful."

The blond shrugged. "I don't know, maybe I'm just a good actor." His companion arched a brow at that comment. "I know, I shouldn't talk like that."

"Well, maybe you should." He answered. "Look I'm done with classes for today, you want to go back to my place?" Omi nodded, grabbing up his books. "Good, lets get out of this hell hole."

"If you hate it so much why do you go to college?"

Nagi smiled. "I get bored." Omi couldn't help but return the smile as he stood, following the younger man out of the library.

The two had met up by accident one day after Schwartz had been destroyed and Weiss had thought they were all dead. Omi had been shocked when he had ran into Nagi at the college, the two had just started at each other for a few minutes. After the shock had worn away the two had talked. Nagi had told the Weiss that he, as far as he knew, was the only surviving Schwartz. Nagi had decided to blend back in with society and make a normal life. The boy had admitted he was tired of the assassins life, the two boys had decided to make a hesitant peace. But as time went on Nagi had liked the fact he had someone he could talk to, and Omi found it easier to be friends with the boy seeing he knew the blonds past. The hesitant peace had become a friendship, and the friendship had become trust.

Omi followed Nagi up to his apartment, dropping his bag to the ground inside the door. "I'll worry about that report later tonight."

"You want something to drink?" He nodded, sitting down on the couch. The other Weiss didn't know about Nagi, Omi hadn't wanted to tell them. He knew the young man had changed but didn't know if they, especially Aya could accept an old enemy as a friend. The two sat, talking for a while then Nagi changed the subject to the one he hadn't really wanted to talk about. "So, when are you going to tell Yohji?"

The blond blushed, pushing himself further back into the cushions. "I don't know."

"How old are you."

"Nagi!"

His friend frowned. "I'm serious!" When Omi didn't answer the boy frowned. "Your almost 21 years old Omi, you can't keep your feeling hidden forever!" Pulling his legs up, Omi sighed leaning against them. "You know I'm right."

"I don't know how to tell him!" He growled. "He's such a player, at times I think he cares…then I just don't know. I'm just happy that Ken finally told Aya he cared about him."

"How did that work out?" He asked, knowing the whole story from Omi's rants.

The young blond smiled. "Turned out Aya felt the same, they are happy. Well they are happy right now."

"I'm glad." He said, smiling. "But I'll be happier once you tell Yohji how you feel." He saw Omi nod.

"Yeah." He stood looking down at Nagi. "I need to get home, we have a mission tonight."

He nodded. "Call me once you get home so I know everything went well." The blond nodded, grabbing his things and walked out.





Well that chapter was longer than the last one.... *grins* Well well, Omi is friends with Nagi! Nagi knows how Omi feels about Yohji? Yay!! Maybe he will put the little blond to tell him how he feels!

YAY Ken!! Aya and him seem like they are doing good! I'm so happy *cuddles her cute couple* Well the mission is coming, lets hope everything goes well!

Hopefully I'll have the next chapter up in the next few days. And thanks to my newest reviewers! You guys are great, so far it looks like everyone likes this story! *Is happy*

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