A/N: I'm so excited! I just got Word to finally work! I feel very mighty
and powerful right now!! Hoo hoo! I think I'll celebrate with a fan
fiction! And what better than my current work in progress, die Sonne
scheint! And as a special treat, I may even use some of those pairings
suggested in those lovely reviews I received. Sankyuu! I actually got to
read a great SchuxKen fic by Lady Kickass (love the name). I highly
recommend it. And a special thanks to Rei Eien for suggesting such lovely
pairings. I may even add a few of them. Who knows? ^_^ Also, watch for
those blatant displays of fan service! Anyways, on with the fic!
Disclaimer: I do not own. I wish to own, but I do not own. I do not own. I do not own. (I just have to keep telling myself that.) I do not own Weiß Kreuz.
Warnings: I realized that I never remembered to let all of you people who have something against yaoi that this IS a yaoi fic! Yaoi, meaning male-to- male relationships. As in uber-bishies making like bunnies in springtime. Get it? Got it? Good.
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die Sonne scheint Chapter 3: Don't Stop the Music
"Why should I?" Ken pouted like a little boy. He had his arms crossed and was facing away towards the wall. If he'd been sitting on the floor he could have been bawling and hitting his fists against the ground in a juvenile rage. "You abduct me and my friends, you lock us up here, you destroy Kritiker, and suddenly you'll think I'll help you of all people in one of your missions? I've been here for a week. Thank you for not.pouncing on me, but I can't just get up an commit myself to Schwarz." Schuldich had been asking him over and over again for the past few hours to help in the mission. Ken had been assured that if he helped them out, then he would receive more freedom to roam the house in return. Somehow, Schu and Ken had come to somewhat of a peaceable relationship, so the argument was not quite bitter.
"Please? Come on KenKen! It'd be fun. We just need you to play the innocent for one of those corporate businessmen. He's a really bad guy! It'd be like you're still in Weiß." The redhead grinned and attempted not for the first to seduce a surprisingly resistant Ken. A pale hand snaked its way around the brunette's shoulder to bring the turned away face back to face green eyes. "You'd be safe.with me. Otherwise I have to leave you with Farfarello. He just got a new knife. I know he'd love to test it."
Ken blushed at the contact. He'd yet to forget the feeling he felt when Schuldich touched him before. Just like now, he knew it was wrong, but felt like it was the best thing in the world. "But.I.I.don't dance, and I can't look innocent! No one at one of those raunchy clubs looks innocent. I would never pass for one of those dancing ravers."
"Actually, you would, but that's not what we need you to do. Yohji is going as one of the "dancing ravers," but you." Schuldich paused to place a tiny kiss against the warm reddened skin of his kitten. "You are going to be one of the very sexy workers at this club. Aya will be at the bar. You have nothing to worry about." The telepathic man could already feel the dread racing through Ken's cluttered mind.
Shaking his head, Ken backed away towards the other end of the room. "Hell no! I'm not gonna prance around and let people take advantage of me in some club! I don't do that kind of thing! Not now, not ever!"
"How about if you don't go to the club, but you prance around here and let only me take advantage of you?" Schuldich glided over to where Ken was and wrapped his arms around the nervous boy before him. "Would you like that better?" Lips descended against sensitive skin on Ken's neck, sucking and nibbling. "Would you?" Sliding hands under a loose soccer jersey, Schuldich found every delicious inch of tanned skin he could reach along the muscled abdomen. The pressure was too much. Ken let a soft whimper escape, which only made Schu hungrier for more. Insistent fingers pressed and tested the spots that caused their victim to make the most erotic of noises. If an area caused squirming, then it was duly taken note of. The brunette began gasping for breath. They'd barely done anything and he was already getting weak in the knees. He did loose his balance when soft lips found soft lips, and Schu had to use strong arms to keep him held up.
*Schuldich. Get ready. Now.* Crawford's voice found its way into the telepath's thoughts.
*Shut up. I'm busy.*
*NOW! Unless you want to loose your "kitten" privileges.* Even the voice in Schudlich's head glared at him. *Get ready!*
Schuldich sighed. He'd almost had it. Almost had his kitten. As he was let go Ken was helped into a chair. By that time his face was crimson, his breath was ragged, and his eyes were very angry.
"I'd rather prance around in the club."
Grinning, Schuldich nodded. "Then let's get ready."
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When they exited Schuldich's room, Ken was very ready. He'd been dressed for his job at the club. The attire was sleek, black leather pants that were accented by shiny boots on his feet. A silver tank top, which Ken thought showed too much skin ended above his belly button. A few thin silver bracelets wrapped around his tanned arms, and his hair was thinly coated with silver glitter. Aya and Yohji were waiting for him in the main room, and started when they saw him. What had happened to their innocent little Ken?
"Eh.ready." Ken stared down at the floor.
Schuldich walked in soon behind him. "Oh he's very ready." Even with the icy glares, Schu possessively draped an arm over the embarrassed brunette's shoulders. "Time to go. The car's right outside. Don't try anything when we get out there. I'll break you mind in seconds." Schu led Ken out while expecting the others to follow. Besides Ken, Yohji, Aya, and Schuldich himself, Crawford and Farfarello were also coming along. Nagi had been left behind to watch Omi, who was not needed on this mission.
Crawford was driving, Yohji was in the front seat since Schu wanted to sit by Ken and Aya was too dangerous up front, which left Aya, Schuldich, and Ken in the back in that order. The ride, however, was boring. Nothing happened at all. No one even said anything except the occasional comment from Schuldich that would make Ken blush and Aya and Yohji nearly rip Schu to shreds.
It wasn't long before the arrived at the club. Large, fluorescent letters in fancy print let any passersby know that this place was called Rapture. (1) Of course, the German Schwarz member was able to find many synonyms to associate with such a word. The music pounding out from the building was nearly deafening; it was loud even when outside. Lines of people leaned against the wall and chatted while waiting to get in. The Weiß and Schwarz teams did not walk to the back of that line, though. They sauntered right up to the bouncer of Rapture, and they were let in immediately while ignoring those who were waiting in line's protests.
Inside the club was decorated with flashing lights anywhere from strobe to black. In every available space people danced, people drank, people made out, people danced and drank, and people even made out and drank. A large bar was to their right, and the dance floor was directly in front and all around them.
Schuldich and even Yohji were in Heaven. Ken was definitely in his own personal Hell. Still, Ken didn't have time to think about how his fate had led him here. Immediately Schu scooped him up as his own despite death glares of ice from both of Ken's former Weiß teammates.
"Never danced KenKen?"
Ken came out of his stupor. No, Ken never danced. Actually, Ken danced in the personal space of his own room. A club where everyone was rubbing against everyone and gyrating and making every type of known friction was not where Ken pictured himself while in that room.
"I.I.uh.not really." The stuttering soccer player looked down at the ground, embarrassed.
Schuldich only grinned. "Then I'll teach you, mein Katzchen!"
And so he did. Schu dragged his reluctant partner onto the dance floor where they were pressed very, very close to each other. Draping himself over the brunette, the aggressive German man pulled Ken ever closer.
*Now move.*
Schu's mental command gave Ken all he needed to start swaying to the intense beat of the techno music of the club. He soon found this type of movement invigorating, and he began to dance with random movements. However, all too soon the song ended, but Ken found himself keeping Schu on the dance floor. Their actions became more and more suggestive, enticing each other into exploring with hands and mouths against the other's body.
"Schuldich." Ken managed to moan through breaths signifying an unfulfilled lust. "More."
Loosing his control to not jump Ken right there, Schuldich only nodded. "Soon Ken.oh so soon." If only it weren't a mission, and if only Crawford weren't glaring at him like that and if only Aya didn't seem ready to gut him right then and there. Schuldich sighed. "I promise. Soon."
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Yes, soon, soon. ^_^; That wasn't very long, nor was it very eventful. Don't worry though! I just wanted to get Schu and Ken's relationship growing. The next chapter is gonna have a lot more action. This was just.fan service. But fan service is never a bad thing! Am I right, or am I right? Oh well. Sorry it took so long to get this up. I went out for Halloween, and I went to a party the next day. And I have all of this school stuff.Baaah. I'll get to working on the next chapter soon. Until then! Oh, by the way. Do ya have any new ideas for what you guys would like to happen? I know what I have the basics in the next chapter, but I want to put in a little more. So, if you can think of anything that would really give the next chapter some flare, then tell me about it in any reviews. Thanks so much!
Disclaimer: I do not own. I wish to own, but I do not own. I do not own. I do not own. (I just have to keep telling myself that.) I do not own Weiß Kreuz.
Warnings: I realized that I never remembered to let all of you people who have something against yaoi that this IS a yaoi fic! Yaoi, meaning male-to- male relationships. As in uber-bishies making like bunnies in springtime. Get it? Got it? Good.
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die Sonne scheint Chapter 3: Don't Stop the Music
"Why should I?" Ken pouted like a little boy. He had his arms crossed and was facing away towards the wall. If he'd been sitting on the floor he could have been bawling and hitting his fists against the ground in a juvenile rage. "You abduct me and my friends, you lock us up here, you destroy Kritiker, and suddenly you'll think I'll help you of all people in one of your missions? I've been here for a week. Thank you for not.pouncing on me, but I can't just get up an commit myself to Schwarz." Schuldich had been asking him over and over again for the past few hours to help in the mission. Ken had been assured that if he helped them out, then he would receive more freedom to roam the house in return. Somehow, Schu and Ken had come to somewhat of a peaceable relationship, so the argument was not quite bitter.
"Please? Come on KenKen! It'd be fun. We just need you to play the innocent for one of those corporate businessmen. He's a really bad guy! It'd be like you're still in Weiß." The redhead grinned and attempted not for the first to seduce a surprisingly resistant Ken. A pale hand snaked its way around the brunette's shoulder to bring the turned away face back to face green eyes. "You'd be safe.with me. Otherwise I have to leave you with Farfarello. He just got a new knife. I know he'd love to test it."
Ken blushed at the contact. He'd yet to forget the feeling he felt when Schuldich touched him before. Just like now, he knew it was wrong, but felt like it was the best thing in the world. "But.I.I.don't dance, and I can't look innocent! No one at one of those raunchy clubs looks innocent. I would never pass for one of those dancing ravers."
"Actually, you would, but that's not what we need you to do. Yohji is going as one of the "dancing ravers," but you." Schuldich paused to place a tiny kiss against the warm reddened skin of his kitten. "You are going to be one of the very sexy workers at this club. Aya will be at the bar. You have nothing to worry about." The telepathic man could already feel the dread racing through Ken's cluttered mind.
Shaking his head, Ken backed away towards the other end of the room. "Hell no! I'm not gonna prance around and let people take advantage of me in some club! I don't do that kind of thing! Not now, not ever!"
"How about if you don't go to the club, but you prance around here and let only me take advantage of you?" Schuldich glided over to where Ken was and wrapped his arms around the nervous boy before him. "Would you like that better?" Lips descended against sensitive skin on Ken's neck, sucking and nibbling. "Would you?" Sliding hands under a loose soccer jersey, Schuldich found every delicious inch of tanned skin he could reach along the muscled abdomen. The pressure was too much. Ken let a soft whimper escape, which only made Schu hungrier for more. Insistent fingers pressed and tested the spots that caused their victim to make the most erotic of noises. If an area caused squirming, then it was duly taken note of. The brunette began gasping for breath. They'd barely done anything and he was already getting weak in the knees. He did loose his balance when soft lips found soft lips, and Schu had to use strong arms to keep him held up.
*Schuldich. Get ready. Now.* Crawford's voice found its way into the telepath's thoughts.
*Shut up. I'm busy.*
*NOW! Unless you want to loose your "kitten" privileges.* Even the voice in Schudlich's head glared at him. *Get ready!*
Schuldich sighed. He'd almost had it. Almost had his kitten. As he was let go Ken was helped into a chair. By that time his face was crimson, his breath was ragged, and his eyes were very angry.
"I'd rather prance around in the club."
Grinning, Schuldich nodded. "Then let's get ready."
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When they exited Schuldich's room, Ken was very ready. He'd been dressed for his job at the club. The attire was sleek, black leather pants that were accented by shiny boots on his feet. A silver tank top, which Ken thought showed too much skin ended above his belly button. A few thin silver bracelets wrapped around his tanned arms, and his hair was thinly coated with silver glitter. Aya and Yohji were waiting for him in the main room, and started when they saw him. What had happened to their innocent little Ken?
"Eh.ready." Ken stared down at the floor.
Schuldich walked in soon behind him. "Oh he's very ready." Even with the icy glares, Schu possessively draped an arm over the embarrassed brunette's shoulders. "Time to go. The car's right outside. Don't try anything when we get out there. I'll break you mind in seconds." Schu led Ken out while expecting the others to follow. Besides Ken, Yohji, Aya, and Schuldich himself, Crawford and Farfarello were also coming along. Nagi had been left behind to watch Omi, who was not needed on this mission.
Crawford was driving, Yohji was in the front seat since Schu wanted to sit by Ken and Aya was too dangerous up front, which left Aya, Schuldich, and Ken in the back in that order. The ride, however, was boring. Nothing happened at all. No one even said anything except the occasional comment from Schuldich that would make Ken blush and Aya and Yohji nearly rip Schu to shreds.
It wasn't long before the arrived at the club. Large, fluorescent letters in fancy print let any passersby know that this place was called Rapture. (1) Of course, the German Schwarz member was able to find many synonyms to associate with such a word. The music pounding out from the building was nearly deafening; it was loud even when outside. Lines of people leaned against the wall and chatted while waiting to get in. The Weiß and Schwarz teams did not walk to the back of that line, though. They sauntered right up to the bouncer of Rapture, and they were let in immediately while ignoring those who were waiting in line's protests.
Inside the club was decorated with flashing lights anywhere from strobe to black. In every available space people danced, people drank, people made out, people danced and drank, and people even made out and drank. A large bar was to their right, and the dance floor was directly in front and all around them.
Schuldich and even Yohji were in Heaven. Ken was definitely in his own personal Hell. Still, Ken didn't have time to think about how his fate had led him here. Immediately Schu scooped him up as his own despite death glares of ice from both of Ken's former Weiß teammates.
"Never danced KenKen?"
Ken came out of his stupor. No, Ken never danced. Actually, Ken danced in the personal space of his own room. A club where everyone was rubbing against everyone and gyrating and making every type of known friction was not where Ken pictured himself while in that room.
"I.I.uh.not really." The stuttering soccer player looked down at the ground, embarrassed.
Schuldich only grinned. "Then I'll teach you, mein Katzchen!"
And so he did. Schu dragged his reluctant partner onto the dance floor where they were pressed very, very close to each other. Draping himself over the brunette, the aggressive German man pulled Ken ever closer.
*Now move.*
Schu's mental command gave Ken all he needed to start swaying to the intense beat of the techno music of the club. He soon found this type of movement invigorating, and he began to dance with random movements. However, all too soon the song ended, but Ken found himself keeping Schu on the dance floor. Their actions became more and more suggestive, enticing each other into exploring with hands and mouths against the other's body.
"Schuldich." Ken managed to moan through breaths signifying an unfulfilled lust. "More."
Loosing his control to not jump Ken right there, Schuldich only nodded. "Soon Ken.oh so soon." If only it weren't a mission, and if only Crawford weren't glaring at him like that and if only Aya didn't seem ready to gut him right then and there. Schuldich sighed. "I promise. Soon."
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Yes, soon, soon. ^_^; That wasn't very long, nor was it very eventful. Don't worry though! I just wanted to get Schu and Ken's relationship growing. The next chapter is gonna have a lot more action. This was just.fan service. But fan service is never a bad thing! Am I right, or am I right? Oh well. Sorry it took so long to get this up. I went out for Halloween, and I went to a party the next day. And I have all of this school stuff.Baaah. I'll get to working on the next chapter soon. Until then! Oh, by the way. Do ya have any new ideas for what you guys would like to happen? I know what I have the basics in the next chapter, but I want to put in a little more. So, if you can think of anything that would really give the next chapter some flare, then tell me about it in any reviews. Thanks so much!