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The moment Ken had walked in carrying Aya the men in the room had taken the redhead from him. He wanted to yell at them, to keep his lover with him, to hold him. Manx must of seen that in his eyes , she walked over pulling the younger assassin into her arms. "Everything's going to be ok." She whispered. "The doctors will take care of him Ken, don't worry." He had nodded, but refused to leave the room till the men had been done with his lover. Then followed then as they took him upstairs.

She walked in a few minutes later, the doctors had told her Aya was in bad but stable shape. "Ken?" He didn't turn to look at her. He was sitting on the bed, one pale hand wrapped in both of his watching the redhead as he slept. "They are worried about Aya." She said, knowing he was listening. "They want someone to stay with him though the night, perhaps the next few days. He's going to have to be watched very closely."

He ran one hand though his long dark hair, pushing it away from his eyes. "I'll do it." Ken turned, looking at the woman in the doorway. "I don't want to leave him alone. Anyway I don't think I could sleep, even if I tried."

Manx nodded, walking father in the room, sitting in the desk chair. "Ken, speak to me?" He looked up, seeing the concerned look. For some reason, Manx always seemed to know when they were trying to hide something. "You can't hold it all inside."

Looking down, a tear ran down his tanned cheek. When he once again met her eyes rage had replaced the worry that had been there. "What they did to him!" He growled. "It was a sick display of power, that was torture! They took him and did_.that to him! I want revenge for what they did to my Aya, they had no right!"

"Your right, but this blood lust is no way to get revenge. Your only going to hurt yourself acting out like that, Aya needs you here with him." She said, seeing the rage leave his eyes only to be replaced with worry once again. "Believe me, there will be revenge for this. But for now the four of you need to mentally and physically heal." Ken nodded, looking back down at the man beside him in the bed. "Aya will survive with you by his side, never doubt that he does need you."

He nodded, reaching out to brush back the dark red bangs. "I know he needs me_" Ken whispered, then smiled at the sleeping figure. "I need him too."

Manx stood, leaving it at that. Ken was calmed and would be staying with Aya, her Kittens were safe for the time being. `Once Aya is healed their vengeance will come back ten fold, they will hunt down this dark beast and they will destroy him_..I have no doubt in my boys.'

Yohji was downstairs in the living room sitting on the couch next to the younger blond, his arm had a deep cut that ran about six inches down his arm. While they had taken care of Aya, Yohji had stitched and bandaged up the youngest member. Now Omi was asleep, his head resting in Yohji's lap. `Poor Kitten..' He thought, running his hand though the blond strands. `I'm so glad you weren't hurt any more than this_'

"Yohji?" He looked up at the woman standing by the door. "I have spoken to Ken, he's calm for now. He will be staying with Aya tonight." Yohji nodded, not expecting anything different. "Is Omi ok?"

"Yeah, after I stitched him up the doctors gave him something for the pain, knocked him out." He looked down. "Poor kid."

She nodded. "Are you going to be ok?"

"Yeah, Ken's upstairs if I need him. Go home Manx, we Kittens are a little damaged but are going to survive."

She nodded. "Do me a favor, keep an eye on Ken. He isn't pleased that this happened to Aya, he was talking revenge_"

She saw the eldest shrug. "Wouldn't you be pissed if you lover was strung up and used as a beating toy?" He asked, seeing the redhead frown. "He won't go anywhere, not with Aya that bad off. Don't worry, were assassins Manx, not stupid." She nodded walking out of the room, a moment later he heard the back door close. Sighing, Yohji shifted on the couch then realized this wasn't going to work. `But I don't want him to be alone, we have been though a lot tonight.' Sighing, he decided there was only one option left. Taking the small blond in his arms he carried him up the stairs.

"Yohji?" Turning he saw Ken looking out Aya's door. "Is he ok?"

Brown eyes met emerald as he nodded, looking down at the young man in his arms. "Yeah, doctors gave him some meds. I just don't want him to be alone tonight, I'm going to put him in my bed and watch him." He saw the soccer player nod. "And your staying with Aya right?" He said, frowning at the dark haired man. "No going out and being an idiot, he needs you more_."

"I'm not going anywhere, I would be afraid to leave Aya alone." He said, glancing back in the room for a moment. "They have him drugged pretty heavily, and you know how he hates not having a clear head."

Nodding, then man began to close the door. "Ken?" He paused, looking back out at the playboy. "Everything is going to be ok."

"Thank you Yohji." He whispered. "Thank care of Omi tonight."

Nodding he watched as Ken closed the door. Walking down to his room, he laid Omi down on the bed. Yohji then changed into something more comfortable and climbed into bed beside the younger man. "Sleep well Omi." He whispered, soon falling asleep.

The young blond winced in pain, shifting in the bed. It felt softer today than normal, and the room seemed cooler than his would normally have been. Opening his eyes he saw the black shades pulled down, blocking out the light from outside. `I don't have black shades_' He sat up quickly looking around. "This isn't my room!"

"Come on kid, its to early_" The man next to him growled. "Go back to sleep."

The blond looked down at the man beside him, blushing deeply. "Yohji?" Blue eyes met the emerald green of his friend's. "What.._what am I doing in your bed?"

"Your arm.." Omi looked down seeing the blood stained bandage. "I stitched you up then the doctors gave you some heavy pain killers and it knocked you out." He said, rolling onto his back. "Last night was tough, Ken was going to stay with Aya so I didn't want you alone. You fell asleep on the couch so I brought you in here."

Omi nodded, laying back down in the bed, now that he noticed, his arms had begun to hurt again. He sighed, rubbing the bandage. "Damn_"

"Take one of the pills, they are beside you. I also put a glass of water over there for you."

Omi turned, seeing the small bottle on the bedside table. Pulling one out he picked up the glass, downing it with the pill. "Yohji?" The man was now laying on his side, facing him, one green eyes opened. Laying back down beside him, Omi smiled. "Thank you."

He reached over, brushing the blond strands away from the younger mans eyes. "What else am I here for Kitten." He whispered, Omi reached up grabbing the playboys hand in his. Running his hand down Yohji's arm he stopped, resting his hand on the older mans cheek. "Omi?" He felt the smaller hand reach up, brushing the long dark hair away from his face.

"Yohji?" He whispered, his hand tangling in the long hair. He pulled on the hair, trying to get his teammate closer to him. "I_" Suddenly he felt Yohji weight on his body, his mouth on his. Omi's hand released the hair, sliding around the older mans neck as he opened his mouth.

Yohji took this invitation, deepening the kiss between them. When they finally pulled apart he looked down at the young man below him. "Omi, I_" Blue eyes opened, he reached down to kiss the young man again. `Yes, this is what I wanted_' He thought as he felt the younger man pulling him against his body.

"Oh gods_Yohji_" He whispered, a deep blush crossing his cheeks. "I love you."

"I wish you had told me this sooner Kitten.." He said, a smile on his lips. "I love you_" Omi couldn't have been happier hearing those words from the man laying above him. "We will make this work." He then whispered, pulling the young man into his arms. "I swear we will make this work."

The blond smiled, cuddling against him, and believed him.



He was warm, for some reason it clicked in his mind that he was safe. Aya vaguely remembered hearing his teammates voices, or had it been a dream? `I don't want to open my eyes yet_I don't want to see reality.' But his body wouldn't listen to his mind, violet eyes slowly opened looking around. Relief flooded him as he realized he was in his room, he was safe he hadn't been wrong. `Ken! He had come, I remember seeing him..' That in his mind, was enough reason to panic. "Ken_" He whispered, his throat hoarse.

"Shh.." Cool hands rested on his forehead for a moment as Ken's face came into view. "It's ok now Aya, your home." He lifted his hand to touch the mans face, seeing the blood tinted bandage around his wrist. "You were hurt badly_" He heard his lover whisper. "We almost lost you, but your ok now."

Aya frowned, he wanted to know what had happened? How long had he been asleep? How did his team find him, but this throat hurt so much. "What_happened?" He asked, slowly hoping Ken would just explain everything. He remembered pain, he remembered someone telling him he had been betrayed. `I wasn't betrayed_couldn't have been_'

Ken lifted the glass of water to the man's lips. "Drink_" Aya nodded, feeling the cold liquid running down his throat. It felt good. "You were taken during a mission." He answered as he pulled the glass away from his lips, Aya nodded remembering that. "We came and got you back." It was to simple, Ken had a way of simplifying things and he hated that. He wanted to know exactly what had happened, not his simplified version. "You've been unconscious for awhile now, we were getting worried about you. Once your better we will explain more of what happened."

"Isabella?"

Ken smiled. "She comes in a week, its ok."

Aya sighed, finally relaxing when he met Ken`s eyes. "Betrayed?" He asked, wanting to get that one thing clear in his head. Near the end everything seemed to tie into one another, it was blurred with the pain.

The dark haired assassin frowned, Aya felt him take his hand holding it. "We would never betray you. The people that had you, they told you we weren't coming for you, that we deserted you. They were trying to get you to talk Aya." Violet eyes closed in exhaustion. "Rest now, I'm here for you." He felt Aya give in, laying back down he watched the redhead as he fell back into sleep. `I was so close to loosing you in that mission, I can't stand to think I might have. But everything's ok now Aya, we are together..' Reaching over he kissed the sleeping mans lips gently, then laid back once again falling asleep.

Aya buttoned his pants, being careful of the bandage that covered his side. Most of his wounds were healed, all but the deep gash in his side and his wrists. Omi had told him there was nothing that could be done for his wrists, the damage had been to severe and he would end up with scars ringing both. But for now, white bandages still covered them. "Ken?" He called, seeing his dark haired lover come into the room, Aya frowned. "I need help." He hated to admit it, but it was hard for him to lift his right arm up. Omi had warned him it may reopen the gash in his side.

"I can help you.." He purred, pulling Aya into his arms. His face immediately went to the pale neck, nipping and sucking at it gently.

"Not that kind of help." Aya chided, pleasure plain in the comment.

Ken pulled back, rich brown eyes meeting the oddly colored purple of his lovers. "What kind of help then?" He asked. Aya looked down at the long sleeved shirt then back to Ken. "I don't see why you don't wear a button up.." He said, grabbing the shirt off the bed.

"I don't have any long sleeved ones." He answered as Ken helped him pull the shirt on.

"What is your point?"

Aya's head popped though the hole, as Ken pulled it down covering the huge white bandage. "I don't want people seeing the bandages on my wrists." He whispered.

"Aya, it happened." He answered, looking down at the now covered bandages. "Hiding them doesn't make them go away." The redhead didn`t respond. "What's wrong Aya?"

"When.." He paused, then shook his head. Ken reached out grabbing the stubborn redheads chin making him looking into his eyes. Aya knew he couldn't back out now. "It hurts when I see them, I_.remember things he did to me. I remember pain."

The younger assassin sighed, wrapping his arms around Aya's waist. "It's ok now, your safe and its in the past." Smiling he kissed Aya, then pulled away. "I love you."

"And I you_" He said returning the smile.

A redhead walked up the stairs into the living area, opening the door. "Manx!" She turned seeing Omi on the couch.

"How is your arm?" The blond smiled, looking at the healing scar that ran slightly below his sleeve

"Better,"

"Good, and Aya? How are his wrists?"

He thought on this for a moment. "His wrists were really damaged, there are going to be scars, they are going to be very noticeable. He wasn't happy when I told him there was nothing that could be done."

She nodded, relived that her boys were better. "Idiot, he should be grateful he's alive!"

"I didn't say I wasn't." She looked up seeing the redhead come down the stairs, he was favoring his right side a bit. Ken right behind him watching the wayward leader very closely.

"Good to see your up, seeing Isabella comes home tomorrow." She said smiling at Aya's comment, then looked back to Omi. "Where is Yohji?"

"Mission?" Aya asked, Ken frowned looking at him.

"I don't think so_your not even healed yet!" Aya turned meeting the determined brown eyes. "Your not doing anything until your side is healed."

Aya arched a brow. "Nothing?" He asked, desire plain in his eyes. Ken blushed, the shook his head walking over to the couch.

"It's not a mission is it? We're not exactly done with the Takashi one. Anyway I thought we got this week off because of Isabella coming?" The youngest member said.

"No, its not a mission, I just wanted to check on my boys." She answered. "So where is Yohji?"

"He should be back any time now, he went grocery shopping." Manx nodded, knowing the boys rotated such things. "Having two other people staying with us, we realized how sad our kitchen was looking." Manx smiled, she had allowed Aya to talk her into letting his sister and `this man', as he was calling him, to stay with the four boys.

Just then the door opened. "Omi, Ken help!" The two jumped up, running to the door. Omi took the bag out of his hand, smiling. "Thanks sweetie." The blond smiled as Yohji looked at Ken. "There is more downstairs." Ken ran past him down the stairs, that's when he noticed Manx. "Well well_momma cat here to check up on her kittens?"

"Yohji_" Manx just shook her head.

He nodded, walking up to Aya. "Here." He said, handing the redhead a small case. "If it's wrong it's the doctors fault."

"I doubt its wrong Yohji, he has my prescription." The tall dark haired man shrugged disappearing into the kitchen. Aya pulled out the glasses from the case putting them on. "We wouldn`t of had this problem if you hadn`t broken my glasses.."

Yohji shrugged, leaning against the opening to the kitchen and lit a cigarette. "And I said I was sorry, you're the idiot who left them out."

"On the table! You can't look before you set a box down!" Rolling his eyes, he blew smoke out towards Aya. He frowned, pulling the glasses off.

"They right?"

He nodded, putting the glasses back into the case then slid them into his pocket. "Thank you for getting them." Nodding he looked up at Ken walked in from outside.

"Aren't you going to help Yohji!"

"I did the shopping!" Ken growled up at the playboy, walking past him saying something. "I heard that Ken!"

Manx shook her head, walking over to Aya. "How are you?"

"Fine." He answered, looking up at her. "Better now."

She frowned, reaching up she grabbed an eartail tugging on it. Aya glared at her, he hated when people did that but everyone seemed to. One time Yohji had even done it, he swore never to again after Aya had chased him all over the house with his katana. "You look paler than normal?" She stated, he nodded. "Aya, what happened?"

"Maybe he's loosing his touch, you know old age setting in?" Both shot Yohji a look. "Ok, I'll go help Ken put the food away." He turned, walking back towards the kitchen. "Man, none of you appreciate a good joke anymore.."

They both shook their heads as the playboy left the room, Manx turned looking at Aya once again. "I don't know, I slipped." She nodded, he looked up meeting her eyes. "I never saw the third guy, but the whole time they had me_." He stopped, gently rubbing his wrist through the cloth of his shirt

"What?" She asked.

He frowned. "All I could think was how happy I was_" She looked at him, confused. "I was happy because it was me and not them." He answered.

"You just didn't want them hurt." He nodded. "Even Yohji?" She asked, the humor plain in her voice. Aya let a small smile slip, covering it, then nodded. "But especially Ken?"

He looked up at her, a small smile on his lips. "Yeah_" They stood there for a moment in silence, Manx pushed away from the couch. Getting Aya's attention.

"Anyway, Isabella comes home tomorrow?" He nodded. "Have a nice week off, it should do you some good." He knew she was talking about his injuries and nodded. "I'll stop in to say hi to her later tomorrow night."

"Ok."





YAY!! Isabella (AKA Aya-chan) is finally coming!! Well please tell me what you think, remember reviews are a good thing!!! YAY!!! Next chapter coming soon!!!! YAY!!