Wanting Something in Return (Epilogue: Kisses, Apologies, and Wishes Finally Come True)
By Carter Tachikawa
Disclaimer: Would Weiß Kruez end so quickly if I was in charge? Hell no! Unfortunately, I don't own them. Koyasu Takehito (lucky guy) does. And thus Weiß Kruez Gluhen has thirteen episodes and will be the last installment of Weiß ever : (
(It's here...it's finally here. The story is over. What began last week ends now. What will I work on after this? To be honest, I don't have a damn idea. I got lots of ideas swimming including a Weiß Kruez version of Stephen King's "The Dead Zone" starring Aya-chan and yes, there will be RanKen in it. I have to read the book again before I begin. Also, some one shots and another lemon. In case some of you forgot, this was supposed to be a lemon too. But due to new rules, I had to lower ratings. I will begin working on the lemon someday soon. And when I find a site to post it on, I'll tell you all. Without further ado, I shall begin the final chapter of this story)
Thanks to wonderful reviewers, those who were there from the beginning and those who came halfway through: Keeshe Kaldaka (can't wait to see what you're drawing), fei (thanks for the chocolate pocky idea), Rika-chan (loved the reviews), kamibukurosama (loved all the reviews you left me too), LittleIsa (appreciate the notes), and CherubKatan (thanks for your notes as well). Also to fuzzish and Kyri. Your reviews were greatly appreciated. (Pockys to all!)
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"You two." Aya looked at Omi and Yohji, giving them his infamous death glare. "Get out. Now."
"Hey! Whatever you gotta say to Kenken, you can say it in front of us!" Yohji grinned down at Ken, who blushing hard. "Isn't that right?"
"I don't want to repeat myself." Aya began again. "Leave or else."
"Do as he says, Yohji." Ken insisted. Inside, he hoped Aya had come back for what he wanted. Omi began tugging on Yohji's arm and trying to pull him away. Reluctantly, Yohji followed the younger boy. He grumbled but went away. Ken found himself shifting gazes at Aya and then at the floor. Now it was hard to talk. Lucky for him, Aya knew what to say.
"Come closer." He suggested.
"Um..." Ken began.
"Come closer." Aya repeated. Remembering how cold he sounded to Yohji and Omi, Ken obeyed and took a few steps closer 'til Aya held up his hand. "That's good enough! Stay there."
"Huh?" Ken had no idea what was going on. And before he could ask, Aya approached him and kissed him hard on the lips. There was no need to ask anything anymore. His lips were still cold, thanks to wandering around outside a lot, but they tasted so good. Then he remembered Aya's red nose and face. Ken pulled back, leaving Aya disappointed.
"You didn't like it?" He asked.
Ken shook his head. "Oh no! I mean, it was wonderful! But why?"
Aya's eyes look upward. "Because...." Ken followed his gaze and saw that they were standing under the mistletoe. Damn that mistletoe. Damn that Yohji.
"The kiss was wonderful." Ken said again. "But your cold..."
"I don't have a cold." Aya said, letting out a cough. Ken also noticed those violet eyes looked a little weary and red now. Oh yes, Aya Fujimiya had a cold.
"Then why does your face look like you rubbed rouge all over it?" Ken demanded. Aya frowned.
"My face is red because I was walking in the cold. I am not sick."
Ken suddenly realized why Yohji enjoyed pestering the redhead so much. He could be stubborn. "Don't worry if you passed your cold to me. I'd rather get it from you than anyone else."
"For the last time, Hidaka, I don't have a cold!" Aya coughed again. Ken smirked and handed him the tissue box that was sitting on the counter. Then he kissed Aya on the head.
"Want some tea?"
"No, but I'd like a piece of your cake."
"Oh." Ken's face fell. "Bad news though. Omi and Yohji bought a cake with strawberries. But I think I can find a piece where there is no strawberry at all."
"Douse that piece in chocolate." Aya suggested. Ken raised an eyebrow. So Aya was more of a chocolate fanatic? If that was the case, how come his figure was so beautiful and his face so clear of acne? It must be his genes. Nevertheless, Ken did as Aya said and poured some chocolate syrup over a piece of cake with nothing but vanilla frosting. Aya started coughing up again so, no matter what he said, Ken decided to make some tea.
"Here you go." He handed over the now covered-in-chocolate cake. Aya coughed and nodded.
"Thanks. You know, you've made me think a lot tonight." He began. Ken turned around. "What you said back there...you were right. I hate to admit it but you were right."
Ken sat down. He remembered that and was a little ashamed for calling Aya 'selfish' . "About that, I'm sorry."
"No, I'm sorry." Aya wiped his nose with a tissue. "I was selfish. I just thought that I didn't deserve anyone other than Aya-chan. I thought she was all I had remaining in my life. I forgot about Kritiker, Yohji, Omi,...and you."
"Aya, I..."
"Let me finish. You are the first person to actually care about Aya Fujiymiya who isn't part of his family."
"But we *are* family." Ken pointed out. "You, me, Omi, and Yohji...we're brothers even if we're not related. I care about you more than I've cared about myself. When we met, I knew I would do anything for you." In a whisper, he added. "I still will do anything for you, Aya Fujimiya."
Then Ken saw Aya do something he never thought he would do again, not since he ran into Sakura Tomoe. His mouth widened into a smile. And he did something else he didn't expect: he started to chuckle.
"You are a sappy romantic, Hidaka. I like that." Aya coughed again. "You know, I think I can use some tea."
"That's why I made some." Ken grinned, getting up to get his love a cup. He returned when Aya was almost finished with his chocolate cake.
"I feel bad that I didn't get you a gift. I thought it wouldn't affect you." Aya began.
"Don't worry." Ken insisted. "I like having you here with me. It's the best present I could have gotten. Looks like I won't be using Yohji's little black book any time soon...right?"
Aya smiled wider. He had a beautiful smile indeed.
"I don't think you will ever use it." He replied. Then he sighed. "Thanks for bringing me back to reality, Ken. The world didn't revolve around me or Aya-chan. Too bad it took me so long to realize it."
"Better late than never." Ken leaned over and kissed Aya on the cheek. It was warm like a banked coal. The two sat in silence drinking tea and thinking about how much had happened in one day. From presents to having an actual conversation with Aya, from a silly argument to realizations, it wore them both out more than any mission ever had. Good thing there was no mission today. What was most important was that Aya knew he was wrong now and he was willing to give Ken a chance. There was always more to Aya than people saw. More than "Buy something or get out!", more than a scowl on his face, more than determination to complete a mission.
"You should act like this more often." Ken joked, breaking the silence. "The customers will surprised to see that you have a heart."
"Not anymore." Aya murmured. Ken looked quizzical.
"What do you mean 'not anymore'?"
"I don't have a heart anymore...I think you stole it." Aya grinned.
Ken felt like he was melting. "And you call *me* a sappy romantic?"
"Shut up, Hidaka."
This had been the best birthday Ken Hidaka had. There couldn't be anything else to make it better...
"You know", Aya put down his teacup, "You never told anyone your third wish."
"My third wish?"
"Yes, Hidaka. Now, you have no excuse. What's the third wish?"
"Well, I wanted to be in the J-League, I wanted to fight evil, and..." Ken grinned.
"And?" Aya insisted.
"I wanted to fall in love with an assassin."
Aya smiled. "Interesting to say the least. But didn't that wish come true already? You fell in love with me..."
"I actually changed it when I got older. It went from 'falling in love with an assassin' to 'making love to an assassin.' That's why it's still incomplete." Ken pointed out.
Aya nodded and wiped his nose. "Then I know what to get you now. I'll give it to you tonight."
"Tonight?"
"Finish that tea, Hidaka. Forget about my cold. Come to my room." Aya Fujimiya kissed him on the lips, got up, and started walking away. Ken watched him for a good three seconds before speaking up.
"Why? What are you going to do, Aya?" He asked.
Aya turned around. "I'm going to make your wish come true."
And he left a shocked but happy Ken behind, eager to make the young man's dreams come to life. It was his birthday after all. It only came once every year.
And for all Ken had done and given him, he deserved something in return.
~OWARI~ (For now...)
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(And my fic has ended. Shorter than the other chapters but it is an epilogue. As most of you can guess, the next chapter would be where the lemon would start. For the younger kid's sake, I ended it here. Remember, you want lemon, just tell me. I can't believe I finally finished a fic! 7 chapters but it's worth it! I said I don't know what's the next fic I'll write but we'll see. Anyway, thank you all! Hope you enjoyed it! Take care!)
By Carter Tachikawa
Disclaimer: Would Weiß Kruez end so quickly if I was in charge? Hell no! Unfortunately, I don't own them. Koyasu Takehito (lucky guy) does. And thus Weiß Kruez Gluhen has thirteen episodes and will be the last installment of Weiß ever : (
(It's here...it's finally here. The story is over. What began last week ends now. What will I work on after this? To be honest, I don't have a damn idea. I got lots of ideas swimming including a Weiß Kruez version of Stephen King's "The Dead Zone" starring Aya-chan and yes, there will be RanKen in it. I have to read the book again before I begin. Also, some one shots and another lemon. In case some of you forgot, this was supposed to be a lemon too. But due to new rules, I had to lower ratings. I will begin working on the lemon someday soon. And when I find a site to post it on, I'll tell you all. Without further ado, I shall begin the final chapter of this story)
Thanks to wonderful reviewers, those who were there from the beginning and those who came halfway through: Keeshe Kaldaka (can't wait to see what you're drawing), fei (thanks for the chocolate pocky idea), Rika-chan (loved the reviews), kamibukurosama (loved all the reviews you left me too), LittleIsa (appreciate the notes), and CherubKatan (thanks for your notes as well). Also to fuzzish and Kyri. Your reviews were greatly appreciated. (Pockys to all!)
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"You two." Aya looked at Omi and Yohji, giving them his infamous death glare. "Get out. Now."
"Hey! Whatever you gotta say to Kenken, you can say it in front of us!" Yohji grinned down at Ken, who blushing hard. "Isn't that right?"
"I don't want to repeat myself." Aya began again. "Leave or else."
"Do as he says, Yohji." Ken insisted. Inside, he hoped Aya had come back for what he wanted. Omi began tugging on Yohji's arm and trying to pull him away. Reluctantly, Yohji followed the younger boy. He grumbled but went away. Ken found himself shifting gazes at Aya and then at the floor. Now it was hard to talk. Lucky for him, Aya knew what to say.
"Come closer." He suggested.
"Um..." Ken began.
"Come closer." Aya repeated. Remembering how cold he sounded to Yohji and Omi, Ken obeyed and took a few steps closer 'til Aya held up his hand. "That's good enough! Stay there."
"Huh?" Ken had no idea what was going on. And before he could ask, Aya approached him and kissed him hard on the lips. There was no need to ask anything anymore. His lips were still cold, thanks to wandering around outside a lot, but they tasted so good. Then he remembered Aya's red nose and face. Ken pulled back, leaving Aya disappointed.
"You didn't like it?" He asked.
Ken shook his head. "Oh no! I mean, it was wonderful! But why?"
Aya's eyes look upward. "Because...." Ken followed his gaze and saw that they were standing under the mistletoe. Damn that mistletoe. Damn that Yohji.
"The kiss was wonderful." Ken said again. "But your cold..."
"I don't have a cold." Aya said, letting out a cough. Ken also noticed those violet eyes looked a little weary and red now. Oh yes, Aya Fujimiya had a cold.
"Then why does your face look like you rubbed rouge all over it?" Ken demanded. Aya frowned.
"My face is red because I was walking in the cold. I am not sick."
Ken suddenly realized why Yohji enjoyed pestering the redhead so much. He could be stubborn. "Don't worry if you passed your cold to me. I'd rather get it from you than anyone else."
"For the last time, Hidaka, I don't have a cold!" Aya coughed again. Ken smirked and handed him the tissue box that was sitting on the counter. Then he kissed Aya on the head.
"Want some tea?"
"No, but I'd like a piece of your cake."
"Oh." Ken's face fell. "Bad news though. Omi and Yohji bought a cake with strawberries. But I think I can find a piece where there is no strawberry at all."
"Douse that piece in chocolate." Aya suggested. Ken raised an eyebrow. So Aya was more of a chocolate fanatic? If that was the case, how come his figure was so beautiful and his face so clear of acne? It must be his genes. Nevertheless, Ken did as Aya said and poured some chocolate syrup over a piece of cake with nothing but vanilla frosting. Aya started coughing up again so, no matter what he said, Ken decided to make some tea.
"Here you go." He handed over the now covered-in-chocolate cake. Aya coughed and nodded.
"Thanks. You know, you've made me think a lot tonight." He began. Ken turned around. "What you said back there...you were right. I hate to admit it but you were right."
Ken sat down. He remembered that and was a little ashamed for calling Aya 'selfish' . "About that, I'm sorry."
"No, I'm sorry." Aya wiped his nose with a tissue. "I was selfish. I just thought that I didn't deserve anyone other than Aya-chan. I thought she was all I had remaining in my life. I forgot about Kritiker, Yohji, Omi,...and you."
"Aya, I..."
"Let me finish. You are the first person to actually care about Aya Fujiymiya who isn't part of his family."
"But we *are* family." Ken pointed out. "You, me, Omi, and Yohji...we're brothers even if we're not related. I care about you more than I've cared about myself. When we met, I knew I would do anything for you." In a whisper, he added. "I still will do anything for you, Aya Fujimiya."
Then Ken saw Aya do something he never thought he would do again, not since he ran into Sakura Tomoe. His mouth widened into a smile. And he did something else he didn't expect: he started to chuckle.
"You are a sappy romantic, Hidaka. I like that." Aya coughed again. "You know, I think I can use some tea."
"That's why I made some." Ken grinned, getting up to get his love a cup. He returned when Aya was almost finished with his chocolate cake.
"I feel bad that I didn't get you a gift. I thought it wouldn't affect you." Aya began.
"Don't worry." Ken insisted. "I like having you here with me. It's the best present I could have gotten. Looks like I won't be using Yohji's little black book any time soon...right?"
Aya smiled wider. He had a beautiful smile indeed.
"I don't think you will ever use it." He replied. Then he sighed. "Thanks for bringing me back to reality, Ken. The world didn't revolve around me or Aya-chan. Too bad it took me so long to realize it."
"Better late than never." Ken leaned over and kissed Aya on the cheek. It was warm like a banked coal. The two sat in silence drinking tea and thinking about how much had happened in one day. From presents to having an actual conversation with Aya, from a silly argument to realizations, it wore them both out more than any mission ever had. Good thing there was no mission today. What was most important was that Aya knew he was wrong now and he was willing to give Ken a chance. There was always more to Aya than people saw. More than "Buy something or get out!", more than a scowl on his face, more than determination to complete a mission.
"You should act like this more often." Ken joked, breaking the silence. "The customers will surprised to see that you have a heart."
"Not anymore." Aya murmured. Ken looked quizzical.
"What do you mean 'not anymore'?"
"I don't have a heart anymore...I think you stole it." Aya grinned.
Ken felt like he was melting. "And you call *me* a sappy romantic?"
"Shut up, Hidaka."
This had been the best birthday Ken Hidaka had. There couldn't be anything else to make it better...
"You know", Aya put down his teacup, "You never told anyone your third wish."
"My third wish?"
"Yes, Hidaka. Now, you have no excuse. What's the third wish?"
"Well, I wanted to be in the J-League, I wanted to fight evil, and..." Ken grinned.
"And?" Aya insisted.
"I wanted to fall in love with an assassin."
Aya smiled. "Interesting to say the least. But didn't that wish come true already? You fell in love with me..."
"I actually changed it when I got older. It went from 'falling in love with an assassin' to 'making love to an assassin.' That's why it's still incomplete." Ken pointed out.
Aya nodded and wiped his nose. "Then I know what to get you now. I'll give it to you tonight."
"Tonight?"
"Finish that tea, Hidaka. Forget about my cold. Come to my room." Aya Fujimiya kissed him on the lips, got up, and started walking away. Ken watched him for a good three seconds before speaking up.
"Why? What are you going to do, Aya?" He asked.
Aya turned around. "I'm going to make your wish come true."
And he left a shocked but happy Ken behind, eager to make the young man's dreams come to life. It was his birthday after all. It only came once every year.
And for all Ken had done and given him, he deserved something in return.
~OWARI~ (For now...)
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(And my fic has ended. Shorter than the other chapters but it is an epilogue. As most of you can guess, the next chapter would be where the lemon would start. For the younger kid's sake, I ended it here. Remember, you want lemon, just tell me. I can't believe I finally finished a fic! 7 chapters but it's worth it! I said I don't know what's the next fic I'll write but we'll see. Anyway, thank you all! Hope you enjoyed it! Take care!)