Broken Inside

By: Atsureki

Disclaimers : Weiss Kreuz ain't mine and they never will be either *sighs*

Paring : Ran(Aya)/Ken

Warnings : Yaoi, OCC, angst (as always *mutters*)

Notes : Stuff written in Italic are thoughts.

Chapter 6. Confession To A Sleeping Assassin

Ken felt… unbalanced. It was almost as if someone had taken away everything he was and then fed it back to him, one piece at a time. He should be happy but the truth was that he wasn't ready to face all of his feelings and memories. Disturbed by the whole situation the brunette looked at his hands, they were shaking badly.

Nervously he licked his lips and let his eyes dart around the room. He didn't feel safe and he was scared. It was difficult to breathe since his lungs felt too small and his chest was so tight. The room around him seemed to shrink until he barely could fit inside anymore.

With a low scream he sank down on his knees and struggled to get enough air into his body. He had just taken a nap and for the first time in almost two months he had had another nightmare. It was just that when he woke up the nightmare hadn't stopped, the people he had slaughtered in cold blood were still with him.

Brown eyes widened in panic. He couldn't take it, it was just too much. He wanted help, security but where could he find that? His overloaded brain raced as he desperately pleaded for an answer. Anything, he'd settle for anything, as long as it made the voices and flashes from memories go away. Finally his brain seemed to have found what he needed. Crying hystericly Ken called out for what his mind knew was his rescue.

"AYA!"

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Aya put down his glasses and left the living-room. He wanted to check on Ken one more time before his shift started. Morioka had been cutting back on the drugs for almost three weeks now and the brunette was returning, slowly at first, but something wasn't right.

So far Ken hadn't had any nightmares or showed any signs of having psychoses but still something felt wrong. Aya frowned as he headed for the stairs. Ken would still need to see a shrink but Morioka wasn't getting anywhere near him as long as the redhead was alive. Scowling at the thought of the female psychologist Aya stopped.

Annoyed with himself he turned around and went back downstairs. With a low huff he walked back into the living-room and picked up his book. If he left it there it would most likely be used to put cups or plates on. Yoji had a serious problem with spilling food and drinks on others' stuff. He had just turned around when he heard it.

"AYA!" The scream was filled with fear, panic and desperation. Aya dropped the book and bolted for Ken's room. The stairs flashed past him faster than what should be humanly possible.

In his hurry the redhead almost ran right through the door to Ken's room. The brunette was kneeling on the floor, crying and gasping for air. Brown eyes filled with panic met amethyst and seemed to beg for help. Aya fell to his knees and pulled Ken into his arms.

"Sch Ken. Calm down. I'm right here. There's nothing to be scared of Ken. Sch. No one is going to hurt you. Just calm down. I won't leave you." Soft comforting words floated from the redhead's lips as he gently rocked Ken back and forth. The broken man seemed to cling to his words so Aya kept on talking not really aware of what he was saying.

"Don't let it get to you Kenken. It's just dreams and memories, things in your past. I won't let them take you away from me Ken. I care too much about you. Just calm down. I'll help you."

Ken stilled in his arms and his breathing was calm again. Carefully Aya looked down at the man in his arms. The brunette was asleep curled up like a little child in his mother's arms. Gently the redhead picked his friend up and carried him to the bed. A low whimper of objection was heard from Ken as Aya let go of him.

"Sch, I said I wouldn't leave you Ken and I won't." Slowly Aya laid down beside the brunette and wrapped his arms around him.

"Stay Aya," Ken mumbled in his sleep and buried his face in the redhead's shirt. Aya's hand shook and he caressed the brunette's soft hair. What he felt for Ken was much more than a need to protect and he didn't want to deny it anymore. But could he confess? The redhead drew in a deep breath.

"I think I've… I've… fallen in… in love with you," he whispered and closed his eyes.

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Omi closed the door to Ken's room and smiled softly. His two team-mates were asleep in each other's arms. He had heard Ken's desperate cry for Aya and had gone to see if he could help. But it seemed like the redhead had the situation under control. Ken had calmed down and Aya had carried him to bed.

The quiet whisper from the redhead's lips hadn't escaped the young blonde either. Omi leaned against the door and hummed softly to himself. It was funny how he had seen for months that the brunette and the redhead had feelings for each other and yet the two assassins had seemed completely unaware of it. It was about time that at least one of the two realized it. Slowly the short blonde padded downstairs.

"Take care of him Aya-kun," he mumbled and smiled again. His feet lead him into the store where Yoji was trying to keep the school-girls under control.

"Where's our fearless leader?" the lanky playboy asked when Omi showed up alone for his shift.

"He's with Ken. You'll cover his shift won't you Yoji-kun?" Omi asked sweetly and put on his apron. The taller blonde muttered sourly.

"But I have a date and I..." The look on his youngest team-mate's face made him change his mind though. "…will cancel just for you bishounen." Omi smiled at him and turned to the first drooling girl that would start the process of wearing him out.

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Ken carefully opened his eyes and took a peek at the real world. It seemed safe to be awake this time. His hand took a tighter hold of slender fingers. Inside he was still a little numb and confused but at least he could feel most emotions that he had lacked for so long. Aya was holding him almost possessivly and he didn't mind at all. With the redhead's arms around him and his heartbeats in his ear Ken felt safe.

Carefully the brunette studied the silent man who had saved him so many times. Aya looked relaxed, contented and the bland mask was nowhere to be seen. Smiling softly to himself Ken breathed in the smell that was Aya. After the redhead had kissed him that day Ken had realized things both about himself and about the redhead.

He wanted Aya, not just to help him with the nightmares and his other problems but as… well… his. Judging by the kiss and the way the redhead took care of him his feelings had to be returned no matter how impossible it might seem. They were alike even if most people would disagree.

Both of them hid behind masks, different masks but still masks. Aya spent most of his time alone and still Ken could tell that he disliked solitude. The cold emotionless facade the redhead showed everybody was there to protect him just like Ken's smiles protected him from the harsh reality that had almost managed to crush him.

All those things were part of why the brunette was falling for Aya and he knew it. With another soft smile on his lips Ken touched the crimson hair that spilled out over the pillow.

"I don't know what's going to happen Aya," he whispered so quietly it was almost inaudible. "But I'm falling in love with you…" Ken added and felt his heart beat like a drum at his silent confession. Softly he rested his head against Aya's chest and sighed with content.

~TBC~

I know, I know this was real short but this chapter was hell and then some to write *shakes her head* Anyways it looks like we're getting somewhere ne? Great job guys *pats Aya and Ken* Now don't screw this up please!

Oh I won't make any promises but the rating on this fic might change to a NC-17 soon *hehe* We'll see if Rika-chan can't whip up a lemon for the lovely bishounen *rubs hands* Anyways was this way too OOC??? Please lemme know. Ja/Atsureki