Notes: See? This chapters a whole lot longer than the other ones.. Because of the NC-17 rule, the lemon would be much more descriptive. *pouts* -__- *grins* I said action, here's action^^ *bows* Enjoy

Pairings: Ran x Ken, Youji x Ran

Warnings: AU, Ran POV, yaoi, language, fluff, lime, lemon, tear jerker

Disclaimer: Not mine. Why not? Too crazy. o.0

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In My Game

6

I was in the kitchen, sipping at a small glass of orange juice. Ken was upstairs getting dressed or something of the sort. Why he wouldn't let me join him, I have no idea. Youji walked in, casting me a momentary glance before silently going to a cabinet. His hands paused on the handles and he turned around to face me.

"You know what Ran?" His voice was harsh and a glare was set upon me from his handsome features. I glared back.

"What?" He quieted and looked at the floor. I didn't understand. "What Youji?"

"Why are you so fucking blind?" He was yelling now. He slammed the cabinet shut and walked at me. His stance was almost threatening.

I was angry. He had no reason to act like this. "What the hell are you talking about?" He was silent again, the anger in his eyes gone and the threat in his body vanished. Impatience was blooming in my heart. I didn't want to deal with this. I wanted to be with Ken. I glared at him and strode out of the kitchen.

"Ran! Wait!" I stopped, vowing to be delayed for only a moment.

"What?" I didn't turn to look at him.

"I...I...love you." His words were hardly audible but they struck my mind with a painful clarity. I didn't care. Anger from the past was surging forth.

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"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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I wasn't moving. I could only glare at the wall, wishing somehow it could crush the man that had uttered those words. He had broken Ken from me that night. He had made me wait and only to know that I wasn't loved in return. My feelings were all coming back in a rush of fury at Youji.

A hand was on my shoulder. It was Youji's. I spun away from him, glaring. I didn't want him to touch me. I didn't want to feel his skin upon me. I felt disgusted by him. He came closer and I backed away, preparing to resort to violence but not relishing the thought. Ken wouldn't be happy if I hurt him. I didn't want to hurt Ken in any way. But Youji was only coming closer. I shoved him away, feeling revolted.

"Get away from me Kudou."

"But Ran..."

"Don't touch me, bastard." This stopped him. He looked at me, hurt evident in his eyes but I didn't care. I could only feel anger towards him.

"Kudou, what are you doing?" A soft voice emanated from above. It was Ken. I looked up at him gratefully. He was standing at the top of stairs, leaning over the rail slightly, looking at Youji. A pair of hasty hands pulled me forward from my unsuspecting gaze at Ken and covered my lips with an unfamiliar mouth. Youji's tongue shoved into my mouth and I shouted outrage through the unwilling kiss. I pushed him away brutally, not caring that his head struck the table behind him as he fell.

"He deserved it.."

Ken was running down the stairs now yelling but his words didn't register in my mind. Youji was struggling to stand but obviously the blow to his head had made him extremely disoriented. I watched him struggle. I didn't care that he was hurt. Ken was rather surprised by my actions but no less angry though he helped Kudou to his feet.

"Youji, get out of here." Ken's voice was a hiss, his body crouched almost like he was ready to pounce.

"Fine." The injured man glared at me for a moment before walking straight out the front door, slamming it behind himself. There was a heavy silence as neither of us moved, thinking over what had just transpired.

I broke the silence with two large strides, sweeping over to Ken, putting my arms around him as I pulled him into a long kiss, reassuring both him and myself. He responded warmly, his body pressing tightly against mine. Heat welled from our joined mouths and pushed him gently into a wall, trying somehow to get closer to him. He broke our kiss, placing his mouth near my ear to whisper.

"Let's find a room.." I laughed quietly with a nod, pulling regretfully away from the man I loved. I followed him up the flight of stairs and down the hallway. In his room, the curtains were drawn shut, blocking the afternoon sun from the room. His bed was drenched in muted golden sunlight and his hair blazed as he entered the light, pulling me with him. I followed eagerly, lust bringing me to him.

He pulled me down to him as he lay on the bed, our lips meeting and our bodies pressing together in that heat that I was always searching for but could only find in Ken. I pulled off his shirt, ignoring the sound of ripping cloth as I did so. I tossed the garment over my head, caressing his bare chest, fingertips sliding over his silky skin. Our kiss was broken briefly as he pulled my shirt off my body, his hands running over me in a fever....

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The long shadows of late afternoon raced over his face as I gazed down at him lovingly. Once again he lay sprawled across me as I held him tightly. His eyes were closed in a peaceful rest and his beautiful lips quirked in a small smile. I wondered what he dreamt of. Then his eyelids stirred and he opened his eyes, his gaze finding me first. I smiled down at him, watching him yawn.

"I love you Ken."

"I love you too Ran."

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A chill breeze woke me from my slumber. The grass was bending to the will of the gentle breeze, tickling my face. The stars were still shining high above me in that velvet backdrop. I was alone.

"...a dream?"

What did you dream of, Ran?

You.

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