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My name is Takehito Koyasu, and I had decided to give Cece ownership of the Weiss Kreuz character, Hidaka Ken.
Ken: *taps my shoulder* Cece, wake up!
Cece: H-Hm?
Ken: You were dreaming, again.
Cece: Damnit!
Author's Notes: I hope you enjoy! Reviews/comments are much appreciated!
The setting/character descriptions are based on the manga, 'An Assassin And White Shaman.' So, for those of you who haven't read it, here are a couple of things that are different from the anime:
- Yoji's a brunette, not a blonde
- Ken has brown eyes, not blue/green
- each of the boys have their own apartment; Yoji and Omi on one floor, Ken and Aya on top of them
Warnings: Rated for "potty-mouth" language, and shounen-ai content. Pairings include AyaKen and YojiOmi.
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'Thank You's: Huge thanks goes out to EVERYONE who has reviewed my fic! I -really- appreciate your comments and positive remarks; it was because of YOU that I updated so quickly... And because of the fact that I had so much time on my hands, but it was because of you, too! This 'Epilogue' was written for all of you. Once again, THANK YOU! You're the best, everyone!
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Revealing Myself:
Epilogue: Aya's Point-Of-View
I knew something was going on with him, during the last few days. I just knew it. That first night, when he came over to watch a movie, was a bit unusal, to say the least. No one has ever come to me, just to 'hang out' or 'spend time with me'. I'm the cold, emotionless Fujimiya Aya. I am unapproachable. I don't know where they got that idea from, since they've never really tried it. I guess it was a natural instinct or something, not to come near me.
But Ken came. And that gave me a warm feeling. I don't know how long it's been since I've felt one of those; probably before Aya's accident. She was the only one who really understood me, and I could never bring myself to snap at her, as I do to everyone else. I never would have thought -Ken- would be the one to come over. He always seemed so happy, and my depression clashed with his happiness greatly. It surprised me, a lot.
Yeah, I was pretty angry when he poured popcorn all over my head, and when he pushed me into the lake, -and- when he drenched me with the hose he was using. But, for some reason, I wasn't able to hold a grudge for longer than a couple of hours. He avoided me after all of those accidents, and I'm sure I surprised him when I told him he was forgiven. But it's Ken. I can forget whatever he did to me.
When did I start respecting Ken so much? A long time ago. No, it wasn't when he came over with the movie and popcorn. I can still remember it clearly. Manx came over for a mission and I was asked to go find Ken, who was at the park, teaching the kids soccer again. Before that, I had never seen him actually play with the children, only overheard of the stories from conversations he and the others had. When I saw him kicking the ball around and pasting happy faces on the children around him, my expression grew somewhat... Happy. Or as happy as I could get.
I let him continue on for a while, until I decided that Manx had waited long enough. He and the kids' faces fell in disappointment, and I had wished so hard that I could see their happy expressions once more. My wish was granted, whenever I was given the opportunity to see them play, again.
I'm working in the shop, at the moment. It's nearly closing time. I can't help but glance at the clock for what seems to be the ten millionth time. I can't help it. Only hours ago, did Ken and I finally share the perfect kiss -- the one that was interrupted by Yoji -- in the storage room. I can't wait to spend the night with him. Not in that way; he's not ready, yet. But, I'll give him all the time in the world, as long as I can just be by his side.
What's wrong with you, Aya? You've turned all mushy and romantic in a few days!
And it was only last week that I was mourning over my precious little sister. God, Ken, what have you done to me? But, I can't blame you. No, I can't, because you were just being yourself. And that's the weirdest part of all. He doesn't even have to try, and he charms me to no end. He's always so friendly to people, even to all those annoying school girls. He's also very helpful and caring to everyone. He's a slob, a klutz, an innocent, but that just makes him all the more charming. He has charmed me, without even trying.
And he's everything I'm not. Even now, I'm wondering if that kiss on my couch, last night, and the kiss in the storage room were real. I still can't believe that he's attracted to me. Don't take it the wrong way; I'm happy for it.
I know he's still confused. I overheard his conversation with Yoji and Omi on Wednesday. They confronted him without any warning, and told him he was gay. I can only imagine how confused and worried he had been, over the last few days. The thought makes me laugh. I don't laugh a lot, but Ken makes me laugh. He makes me smile.
So what is this? Love? It's too soon to say, but I have a feeling that this is only the beginning of a beautiful relationship. I can't help but feel that we are meant to be together. Aren't we? I can't stop thinking about him.
I hope he feels the same way. I doubt it, though, since he's only realized that he's attracted to guys.
It's finally time to close the shop. I drag the shutter down, and put away my apron. I look around for the boy who has been haunting my dreams for the last couple of months. Yes, months. I've known him for nearly two years, and I had realized that I was attracted to him over a year after we met. It's funny. On our first meeting, I was trying to kill him. Now, I'm hoping I can kiss him every night, before he falls asleep.
I look around the shop, until my eyes land on him. He's looking at me, as well. I see his cheeks heat up, before he looks away. That's so cute. I love it when he blushes; I know that he wishes he could stop, but I hope that wish never comes true. I love all the different expressions he makes, during the day; surprise, confusion, embarrassment, happiness, sadness, anger, everything.
I can't wait to see his passion when we finally make love. That's right, when. Not if. I'll wait for him, but I'm not gonna wait forever. A guy's got hormones he needs to satisfy, you know.
I walk towards him, and take his hand. I smile at him, reassuringly. He blushes some more and nods his head. I lead him away from the shop, and up towards my apartment. I need to be with him, tonight. I need to be with him when I fall asleep, and I need to be with him when I wake up. It's like an obsession I can't get rid of, being with him.
We enter my dark room, and I lead him over to the bed. He hesitates. I squeeze his hand, telling him that I don't expect him to do anything. Just be there. Just be with me.
He nods, and sits down on the mattress. I pull him down, and touch his lips with my own. I can't get enough of those lips. They're so soft and warm. And innocent. Let's not forget innocent. I roll him over so that I'm on top of him. I hope I'm not scaring him. This is what caused him to push me away, last night. I wouldn't be able to stand it, if he does it again.
But he doesn't push me away, this time. He returns my kiss, shyly. I lick at his lips, and he gasps. He tastes so good, so sweet. Ironically, it reminds of chocolate.
Chocolate. That time during dinner? He didn't have a clue what he was doing to me. The way he ate the strawberry; he just licked away the whipped cream and starting sucking on it... God! I can't even think about it, or else I'm gonna be really frustrated, tonight. But, really, I couldn't believe how clueless he was, not until I returned from my washroom break and he asked me if there was anything wrong. Ken, I want to hear you moan again, but not because you find the chocolate dessert to be so tasty. I want to hear you moan my name as I enter you.
Stop thinking about it. I'm sure Ken doesn't want to feel the boner I'd be sporting. I lick down his chin, and start lapping at his neck. He moans, a bit. Ken, please don't do that. I continue nibbling and kissing the soft skin there, and he moans some more. Have you ever gotten a hickey, Ken? Well, I guess he hasn't, since girls aren't too known for giving them out. I will be the first to do so, then. I start suckling at one particular spot, and I can faintly hear my name, coming from his lips. He's enjoying this. I'm glad.
My hands are roaming about his body, and I resist the urge to rip his clothes off. I want to feel the skin on his body. I want to see and feel everything.
But, I promised him I would wait.
God, this is so hard.
I decide to turn my attention away from his neck, and kiss him softly once more. His arms have been clinging to me tightly, and that gives me a warm feeling. Ken's clinging to me. He's clinging to -me-, because I'm making him feel this way. I make him moan.
Out of the corner of my eye, I can see the moon shining brightly through the curtains. It's so bright, it stands out from everything else. Even though the world is so dark, the moon still shines so brightly. That's the same way I feel about Ken. Even though my life is a living hell, even though my sister is in a coma and my parents' killer is still up and about, even though everything around me is totally dark, Ken is there to brighten things up, and put everything to shame.
So, maybe it -is- true. Maybe I do... You know...
I wish I can say it. This would be the perfect moment. But what if he rejects me? I don't want to scare him away. But, I really need to say it. I feel so strongly about it...
Ken, I...
I...
I lo...
I can't say it.
... The End.
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Author's Notes: I really didn't expect the Epilogue to be this long! It's just that there were so many things in my mind! The kiss scene wasn't suppose to be so detailed... Damnit! Nothing ever goes right! Yes, I know, this part is so different from the other chapters I had written. Damnit, again! Argh! It's so... Boring... And, not funny!
The reason why I had updated this fic so quickly was because this past week, I had -no- plans, whatsoever. So, I decided to concentrate on fic writing. Unfortunately, my other fics won't be written as quickly, though I assure you that I'll try my -best- to update as soon as possible!
Hoped you enjoyed 'Revealing Myself', everyone! This last part was for you! Well, the whole -story- was for you, but... Well, you know what I mean!
Bye, for now!
Yours sincerely,
Cece
My name is Takehito Koyasu, and I had decided to give Cece ownership of the Weiss Kreuz character, Hidaka Ken.
Ken: *taps my shoulder* Cece, wake up!
Cece: H-Hm?
Ken: You were dreaming, again.
Cece: Damnit!
Author's Notes: I hope you enjoy! Reviews/comments are much appreciated!
The setting/character descriptions are based on the manga, 'An Assassin And White Shaman.' So, for those of you who haven't read it, here are a couple of things that are different from the anime:
- Yoji's a brunette, not a blonde
- Ken has brown eyes, not blue/green
- each of the boys have their own apartment; Yoji and Omi on one floor, Ken and Aya on top of them
Warnings: Rated for "potty-mouth" language, and shounen-ai content. Pairings include AyaKen and YojiOmi.
***
'Thank You's: Huge thanks goes out to EVERYONE who has reviewed my fic! I -really- appreciate your comments and positive remarks; it was because of YOU that I updated so quickly... And because of the fact that I had so much time on my hands, but it was because of you, too! This 'Epilogue' was written for all of you. Once again, THANK YOU! You're the best, everyone!
***
Revealing Myself:
Epilogue: Aya's Point-Of-View
I knew something was going on with him, during the last few days. I just knew it. That first night, when he came over to watch a movie, was a bit unusal, to say the least. No one has ever come to me, just to 'hang out' or 'spend time with me'. I'm the cold, emotionless Fujimiya Aya. I am unapproachable. I don't know where they got that idea from, since they've never really tried it. I guess it was a natural instinct or something, not to come near me.
But Ken came. And that gave me a warm feeling. I don't know how long it's been since I've felt one of those; probably before Aya's accident. She was the only one who really understood me, and I could never bring myself to snap at her, as I do to everyone else. I never would have thought -Ken- would be the one to come over. He always seemed so happy, and my depression clashed with his happiness greatly. It surprised me, a lot.
Yeah, I was pretty angry when he poured popcorn all over my head, and when he pushed me into the lake, -and- when he drenched me with the hose he was using. But, for some reason, I wasn't able to hold a grudge for longer than a couple of hours. He avoided me after all of those accidents, and I'm sure I surprised him when I told him he was forgiven. But it's Ken. I can forget whatever he did to me.
When did I start respecting Ken so much? A long time ago. No, it wasn't when he came over with the movie and popcorn. I can still remember it clearly. Manx came over for a mission and I was asked to go find Ken, who was at the park, teaching the kids soccer again. Before that, I had never seen him actually play with the children, only overheard of the stories from conversations he and the others had. When I saw him kicking the ball around and pasting happy faces on the children around him, my expression grew somewhat... Happy. Or as happy as I could get.
I let him continue on for a while, until I decided that Manx had waited long enough. He and the kids' faces fell in disappointment, and I had wished so hard that I could see their happy expressions once more. My wish was granted, whenever I was given the opportunity to see them play, again.
I'm working in the shop, at the moment. It's nearly closing time. I can't help but glance at the clock for what seems to be the ten millionth time. I can't help it. Only hours ago, did Ken and I finally share the perfect kiss -- the one that was interrupted by Yoji -- in the storage room. I can't wait to spend the night with him. Not in that way; he's not ready, yet. But, I'll give him all the time in the world, as long as I can just be by his side.
What's wrong with you, Aya? You've turned all mushy and romantic in a few days!
And it was only last week that I was mourning over my precious little sister. God, Ken, what have you done to me? But, I can't blame you. No, I can't, because you were just being yourself. And that's the weirdest part of all. He doesn't even have to try, and he charms me to no end. He's always so friendly to people, even to all those annoying school girls. He's also very helpful and caring to everyone. He's a slob, a klutz, an innocent, but that just makes him all the more charming. He has charmed me, without even trying.
And he's everything I'm not. Even now, I'm wondering if that kiss on my couch, last night, and the kiss in the storage room were real. I still can't believe that he's attracted to me. Don't take it the wrong way; I'm happy for it.
I know he's still confused. I overheard his conversation with Yoji and Omi on Wednesday. They confronted him without any warning, and told him he was gay. I can only imagine how confused and worried he had been, over the last few days. The thought makes me laugh. I don't laugh a lot, but Ken makes me laugh. He makes me smile.
So what is this? Love? It's too soon to say, but I have a feeling that this is only the beginning of a beautiful relationship. I can't help but feel that we are meant to be together. Aren't we? I can't stop thinking about him.
I hope he feels the same way. I doubt it, though, since he's only realized that he's attracted to guys.
It's finally time to close the shop. I drag the shutter down, and put away my apron. I look around for the boy who has been haunting my dreams for the last couple of months. Yes, months. I've known him for nearly two years, and I had realized that I was attracted to him over a year after we met. It's funny. On our first meeting, I was trying to kill him. Now, I'm hoping I can kiss him every night, before he falls asleep.
I look around the shop, until my eyes land on him. He's looking at me, as well. I see his cheeks heat up, before he looks away. That's so cute. I love it when he blushes; I know that he wishes he could stop, but I hope that wish never comes true. I love all the different expressions he makes, during the day; surprise, confusion, embarrassment, happiness, sadness, anger, everything.
I can't wait to see his passion when we finally make love. That's right, when. Not if. I'll wait for him, but I'm not gonna wait forever. A guy's got hormones he needs to satisfy, you know.
I walk towards him, and take his hand. I smile at him, reassuringly. He blushes some more and nods his head. I lead him away from the shop, and up towards my apartment. I need to be with him, tonight. I need to be with him when I fall asleep, and I need to be with him when I wake up. It's like an obsession I can't get rid of, being with him.
We enter my dark room, and I lead him over to the bed. He hesitates. I squeeze his hand, telling him that I don't expect him to do anything. Just be there. Just be with me.
He nods, and sits down on the mattress. I pull him down, and touch his lips with my own. I can't get enough of those lips. They're so soft and warm. And innocent. Let's not forget innocent. I roll him over so that I'm on top of him. I hope I'm not scaring him. This is what caused him to push me away, last night. I wouldn't be able to stand it, if he does it again.
But he doesn't push me away, this time. He returns my kiss, shyly. I lick at his lips, and he gasps. He tastes so good, so sweet. Ironically, it reminds of chocolate.
Chocolate. That time during dinner? He didn't have a clue what he was doing to me. The way he ate the strawberry; he just licked away the whipped cream and starting sucking on it... God! I can't even think about it, or else I'm gonna be really frustrated, tonight. But, really, I couldn't believe how clueless he was, not until I returned from my washroom break and he asked me if there was anything wrong. Ken, I want to hear you moan again, but not because you find the chocolate dessert to be so tasty. I want to hear you moan my name as I enter you.
Stop thinking about it. I'm sure Ken doesn't want to feel the boner I'd be sporting. I lick down his chin, and start lapping at his neck. He moans, a bit. Ken, please don't do that. I continue nibbling and kissing the soft skin there, and he moans some more. Have you ever gotten a hickey, Ken? Well, I guess he hasn't, since girls aren't too known for giving them out. I will be the first to do so, then. I start suckling at one particular spot, and I can faintly hear my name, coming from his lips. He's enjoying this. I'm glad.
My hands are roaming about his body, and I resist the urge to rip his clothes off. I want to feel the skin on his body. I want to see and feel everything.
But, I promised him I would wait.
God, this is so hard.
I decide to turn my attention away from his neck, and kiss him softly once more. His arms have been clinging to me tightly, and that gives me a warm feeling. Ken's clinging to me. He's clinging to -me-, because I'm making him feel this way. I make him moan.
Out of the corner of my eye, I can see the moon shining brightly through the curtains. It's so bright, it stands out from everything else. Even though the world is so dark, the moon still shines so brightly. That's the same way I feel about Ken. Even though my life is a living hell, even though my sister is in a coma and my parents' killer is still up and about, even though everything around me is totally dark, Ken is there to brighten things up, and put everything to shame.
So, maybe it -is- true. Maybe I do... You know...
I wish I can say it. This would be the perfect moment. But what if he rejects me? I don't want to scare him away. But, I really need to say it. I feel so strongly about it...
Ken, I...
I...
I lo...
I can't say it.
... The End.
***
Author's Notes: I really didn't expect the Epilogue to be this long! It's just that there were so many things in my mind! The kiss scene wasn't suppose to be so detailed... Damnit! Nothing ever goes right! Yes, I know, this part is so different from the other chapters I had written. Damnit, again! Argh! It's so... Boring... And, not funny!
The reason why I had updated this fic so quickly was because this past week, I had -no- plans, whatsoever. So, I decided to concentrate on fic writing. Unfortunately, my other fics won't be written as quickly, though I assure you that I'll try my -best- to update as soon as possible!
Hoped you enjoyed 'Revealing Myself', everyone! This last part was for you! Well, the whole -story- was for you, but... Well, you know what I mean!
Bye, for now!
Yours sincerely,
Cece