Notes: *gasp* Two chapters in one day...

Pairings: Ran x Ken

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

Disclaimer: Definitely not mine. Too crazy. Like me^^

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In My Soul

4

It was warm and the bright day urged me to come outside the stifling walls of the house. Ken was thankfully in his room as well as Omi who was immersed in the computer while Youji was typically off to find a nice pair of legs to crawl between. I wandered out of the house and through the field surrounding the residential building.

Only a gentle breeze drew my hair into my eyes, slicing my vision with crimson locks. My clothing, loose and comfortable was rippling softly in the wind as I stood there, gazing at the rich green spring that had been loosed upon the land. Now I didn't have to think about Ken. I didn't have to think about the hurt he had caused me. I didn't have to think about anything. I wasn't being judged and I supposed this is what true happiness or contentment must feel like. But like everything else good in this miserable life, it must end. Footsteps heralded the arrival I knew must happen.

"Hello Ran." It was Ken. As I knew it would be. I was silent and I promised myself to keep my temper in check. I could hear how clipped his voice sounded. How he was hiding his emotion from me. Or at least how he tried to hide his emotion.

"Hello Ken." I didn't turn to face him. I just kept gazing at the jade floored horizon, enjoying my bit of happiness. I was getting impatient though as he remained silent. "What is it?" My voice was quiet. Purposely gentle but not as though one would speak to a child. I wanted him to know I would listen.

The silence reigned as he turned me around with a gentle hand on my shoulder. His touch sent tingles along my skin. I wanted more. But I couldn't let him see that. Only a subtle glare remained on my face as he regarded me. That chocolate gaze. How I've missed it. Suddenly he was pressing himself tight against me, our lips crushing together as his tongue slid over mine. I was pulling him closer, responding to the kiss. I wanted him still. That fiery passion, it was still there. But he didn't love me. Why?

I pushed away, a questioning look upon my face. "Ken..." He looked a little surprised but he knew why I had ended the kiss. "But you said..."

His head lowered. I didn't like that. I wanted to see his eyes, his face. I wanted to see him smile. I placed firm fingers under his chin and raised his eyes to mine. His voice was barely a whisper, carried to my waiting ears upon the soft breeze.

"I was wrong."

Our lips met again as I pulled him against me. He responded with the same love. The same passion that I had been longing to feel and only now I saw that it had been missing before. What had changed his views? Why? I didn't care. I only wanted him. I wanted to make up for all that time spend apart. I wanted to never be separated from him again.

His hands were sliding over me in a tingling embrace, almost feverishly grabbing at the warmth my body held. I felt the same, running my hands over his back, his sides, his chest, him. I wanted him. Such a beautiful creature to be in my arms.

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