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Pairings: Ran x Ken

Warnings: AU, Ran POV, yaoi, lime, fluff

Disclaimer: Grrrr.....I want Aya....*swoons*

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In Your Love

3

Damn it Ken. Now all I can think about is you. Why do you have to be so entrancing? Why do you have to be so perfect? Why do you have to be you? I was content to be by myself. I hadn't let anyone in. I would have killed anyone if they touched me like you did but I didn't kill you. I let you in. I let you embrace me. I wanted to keep you warm and feed off your light. I want you. But I don't want to want you.

Damn it Ken. Now all can think about is incoherent thoughts of you. I glanced up at the clock. It was almost three in the morning, everyone except for Youji was asleep, doubtlessly he was crawling up any pair of open legs. I frowned in disgust. That playboy. I didn't want to be around when he came stumbling in like a whore.

I stumbled from my chair, tossing my book to the table where it landed and slid a few inches. I walked up the stairs, not wanting to wake anyone, softening my steps and breathing. I hit my foot on the next step and cursed quietly. Why did it have to be so dark? There was a creak of a soft footfall on the wooden floor and I looked up at the top of the stairs. A pale face loomed dimly in the shadows. I knew that face. How could I not?

"Ken? What the hell are you doing?" I whispered, not wanting to bring Omi out into the hall. I had halted on the steps and he was gazing at me silently. I wanted him to come close. I wanted those arms to encircle me and keep me warm. I wanted to be encircled in his love.

"I heard you come up and I..."

"You..."

Silence. He couldn't or wouldn't answer me but I didn't care. I traveled the last few steps and came to face with him. He met my gaze as I drank in those chocolate eyes, wanting to taste his smooth skin. Wanting to feel him under my fingertips.

He inhaled haltingly and looked away, embarrassed, ashamed, I couldn't tell which.

"I..." I didn't want to hear him speak even though I love his silky voice. I placed one finger on his pale lips. I felt tingling go down my hand and I moved closer to him. I didn't say anything but I held his gaze with my own.

"Ran, I..."

"Don't you know when to stay silent?" I covered his mouth with mine before he could utter another word and I felt him respond warmly to my heated caress. His body pressed against mine and I could feel his hands stroke through my hair. I pressed closer to him and he backed away into the wall behind him with a thump. My fingers traveled down to his waist, dancing along the bare skin there, our kiss never breaking, writhing in heat.

"Why don't you two find a room?" A slurred male voice drawled behind me, at the top of the stairs. Our kiss was broken and I felt only sorrow at its ending. I wanted the heat to come back. I wanted to be in his love. I wanted to be in his arms.

"Kudou..." I growled and turned to glare at Youji but he only smirked at me.

"Well I never knew. The great Aya bastard really has a heart." I felt Ken stiffen beneath my hands.

"Youji, I will hurt you." He moved away from my embrace and I only felt more surging anger at the man that had come between our happiness. I knew that Youji would regret saying what he did and that he was drunk but that still didn't resolve my feelings. I reached for Ken's shoulder, glaring coldly at Kudou.

"Come on Ken, don't waste your time on him." Ken looked at me, confusion in his liquid eyes but I turned him away from the drunken man. He reentered his room and I watched him disappear, sadness and regret building inside of me but I didn't want Youji to see. I turned on my heel and left him standing alone in the hallway and went to the solitary comforts of my own bed, wishing I had Ken there to keep me warm.

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