Chapter 2
Ken's own sweet dark green eyes caught the tall redheads. He shrunk back some, then turned his gaze down to the tub, letting the water hit his chet despite the pain.
"What happen to you Ken? And don't dare lie to me. I know you inside and out."
"It's nothing you need to worry about, I just got in a little fight..thats all. I've had worse yanno."
Aya siged and closed his eyes. Ken was probably the worst at lying. something else had happen, or else he wouldn't have dropped to pure silence a while ago./oh well/ He thought, /I'll figure it out or else he'll tell me./
It was pretty much that simple. Aya was pretty much the smartest one of Weiss, except when it came to computers, Omi beat him by a long shot with that.
At the cabin Yohji and Omi occupied was a fire, and a nice, soft pallet made on the floor infront of it. Yohji lay nakid before it...enjoying the warmth upon every inch of his body. Omi, on the othr hand, was a little shy, so he stayed in his boxers, but laid beside him. Omi had to admit..he'd seen better men than Yohji...but hardly any had a personality like his. Thats what attracted him.
The fire crackled, Omi shivered. He wasn't cold...he was just enjoying it too much.
"Think Ken and Aya are having a good time?" The golden blonde boy asked.
"Knowing Ken...yeah, they are." The other chuckled softly and gazed over to his little partner. It was odd how they all seemed to be together. Aya and Ken, both were homosexual, but himself and Omi were both Bisexual. Oh well...things just happen as they did. HE shrugged it off and peered up to the celling.
"It feels good to get away from the city. I love the quiet...the peace, for once. I don't worry so much about my family or missions when you take me here." The boy said quietly while blushing.
"Why do you think I like it here? It's a place to get away from problems."
"I guess. It's nice though. I wish we could all come here more often. I know Aya and Ken are more stressed out about things than we are...they've had it so much harder. Who knows..maybe we could get Aya back to him old self."
"That'll be the day. Enough about him. This is our time."
"Yea, you're right, I'm sorry." The boy looked aside, wanting to turn his back to the older man and try to sleep to forget about worrying...but he didn't want to upset Yohji in anyway.
Yohji sighed. He was being a little selfish. After all...Omi was still only a boy, he didn't know everything...and he was giving more than most boys his age ever could give to someone. The man dragged Omi onto his stomatch. Luckily he was light.
"It's okay. I know you worry and care much for us all, but I can assure you those two are perfectly OK." He arched his back a little, causing the boy to scoot down some, to his aboman.
"Yea...Thats right..they're OK." The boy giggled, knowing what Yohji was trying to do.
The mans smooth fingers slid up the boys legs, then to his thighs slowly, teasingly. It was obvious the kitten was aroused. Yohji hooked the rim of the boys boxers, and tugged them down. Omi blushed deeply and looked aside. He could never watch then Yohji did something like this. He was always embarssed easily for good reasons. Those reasons, however, Yohji paid no mind to.
Once the clothing was off his now, pale, blonde boy, he smiled and moved him down where he wanted, where Omi knew ed go. The boy winced slightly and hunched over. He was still new to it all. And Yohji wasn't usin anything this time. The man knew this as well..so he went in nice and slow. Once he was in, he waited for the boy to adujust.
"N-nee..Yohji.." The boy softly whispered as he leaned down some. It always made him feel like he could just go limp.
"I know, lovely. I promise I'll stop if it hurts you too much."
Omi nodded feintly. The man had been in positions probably that were made up at the last second..the one he was in was fairly easy for the boy, but a little harder for himself. He pulled out a bit, then went back in, slow and as easy as he could. Omi grimaced and squeeked with waves of pain.
The two spent their night doing various sexual activities to one another. Somehow they could manage to keep it all together after more than enough rounds, and stll be ready for something new. But finally, being young, inexperianced...and limited to only so much, Omi finally passed out after a good one, to two hours of rounds, tease, and jobs.
Yohji couldn't help but laugh softly. He was very tired himself, so he might as well had called it a night and went to sleep. He did. Cuddling the boy close, he pulled a light blanket over them, closed his eyes, and instantly fell asleep.
Aya shut off the water. They'd cleaned up, relaxed, and talked baout this and that. Ken seemed more nervous than he had ever been. Aya knew he was hiding something, and he knew he would figure it out before the weekend was over.
Hidaka dug around in the cabinet above the toilet and grabbed two black towels, tossing one to Aya. Like they'd really need them for anything else than to dry their hair. They did so, then hung them on the towel rack.
The redhead led Ken to his room..which smelled greatly of lavender. He tossed the younger one a small bottle of lostion, while holding another just like it.
"You asked how I get my skin so soft....I buy the best lotion in Japan. Plus bath treatments." Aya grinned, then winked back to his lover whom was already smearing the wonderful smelling cream onto his arms and body.
Aya sat on the futone and did pretty much the same. Now and then he would gaze to Ken from the corner of his eye, studying the wounds on his chest. They were made with a knife. A very sharp knife in fact.
"When was the last time we went up agaisnt Schwarz, Ken?" He abrubtly asked.
"Er..I think a good month or so ago, why?"
"Just wondering." The wounds were only a week old as it appeared.
Things were starting to make since. Ither he had gotten into a fight...or--He jerked his head over to Ken, whom dropped the bottle and fell to his knees holding his head. Aya shot up and knelt by him, gently grasping his shoulder.
"Ken..ken...what is it?"
"...Schuldich..." HE spoke at a harsh whisper through tightly clentched teeth. Aya stared at him in shock.
Ken's own sweet dark green eyes caught the tall redheads. He shrunk back some, then turned his gaze down to the tub, letting the water hit his chet despite the pain.
"What happen to you Ken? And don't dare lie to me. I know you inside and out."
"It's nothing you need to worry about, I just got in a little fight..thats all. I've had worse yanno."
Aya siged and closed his eyes. Ken was probably the worst at lying. something else had happen, or else he wouldn't have dropped to pure silence a while ago./oh well/ He thought, /I'll figure it out or else he'll tell me./
It was pretty much that simple. Aya was pretty much the smartest one of Weiss, except when it came to computers, Omi beat him by a long shot with that.
At the cabin Yohji and Omi occupied was a fire, and a nice, soft pallet made on the floor infront of it. Yohji lay nakid before it...enjoying the warmth upon every inch of his body. Omi, on the othr hand, was a little shy, so he stayed in his boxers, but laid beside him. Omi had to admit..he'd seen better men than Yohji...but hardly any had a personality like his. Thats what attracted him.
The fire crackled, Omi shivered. He wasn't cold...he was just enjoying it too much.
"Think Ken and Aya are having a good time?" The golden blonde boy asked.
"Knowing Ken...yeah, they are." The other chuckled softly and gazed over to his little partner. It was odd how they all seemed to be together. Aya and Ken, both were homosexual, but himself and Omi were both Bisexual. Oh well...things just happen as they did. HE shrugged it off and peered up to the celling.
"It feels good to get away from the city. I love the quiet...the peace, for once. I don't worry so much about my family or missions when you take me here." The boy said quietly while blushing.
"Why do you think I like it here? It's a place to get away from problems."
"I guess. It's nice though. I wish we could all come here more often. I know Aya and Ken are more stressed out about things than we are...they've had it so much harder. Who knows..maybe we could get Aya back to him old self."
"That'll be the day. Enough about him. This is our time."
"Yea, you're right, I'm sorry." The boy looked aside, wanting to turn his back to the older man and try to sleep to forget about worrying...but he didn't want to upset Yohji in anyway.
Yohji sighed. He was being a little selfish. After all...Omi was still only a boy, he didn't know everything...and he was giving more than most boys his age ever could give to someone. The man dragged Omi onto his stomatch. Luckily he was light.
"It's okay. I know you worry and care much for us all, but I can assure you those two are perfectly OK." He arched his back a little, causing the boy to scoot down some, to his aboman.
"Yea...Thats right..they're OK." The boy giggled, knowing what Yohji was trying to do.
The mans smooth fingers slid up the boys legs, then to his thighs slowly, teasingly. It was obvious the kitten was aroused. Yohji hooked the rim of the boys boxers, and tugged them down. Omi blushed deeply and looked aside. He could never watch then Yohji did something like this. He was always embarssed easily for good reasons. Those reasons, however, Yohji paid no mind to.
Once the clothing was off his now, pale, blonde boy, he smiled and moved him down where he wanted, where Omi knew ed go. The boy winced slightly and hunched over. He was still new to it all. And Yohji wasn't usin anything this time. The man knew this as well..so he went in nice and slow. Once he was in, he waited for the boy to adujust.
"N-nee..Yohji.." The boy softly whispered as he leaned down some. It always made him feel like he could just go limp.
"I know, lovely. I promise I'll stop if it hurts you too much."
Omi nodded feintly. The man had been in positions probably that were made up at the last second..the one he was in was fairly easy for the boy, but a little harder for himself. He pulled out a bit, then went back in, slow and as easy as he could. Omi grimaced and squeeked with waves of pain.
The two spent their night doing various sexual activities to one another. Somehow they could manage to keep it all together after more than enough rounds, and stll be ready for something new. But finally, being young, inexperianced...and limited to only so much, Omi finally passed out after a good one, to two hours of rounds, tease, and jobs.
Yohji couldn't help but laugh softly. He was very tired himself, so he might as well had called it a night and went to sleep. He did. Cuddling the boy close, he pulled a light blanket over them, closed his eyes, and instantly fell asleep.
Aya shut off the water. They'd cleaned up, relaxed, and talked baout this and that. Ken seemed more nervous than he had ever been. Aya knew he was hiding something, and he knew he would figure it out before the weekend was over.
Hidaka dug around in the cabinet above the toilet and grabbed two black towels, tossing one to Aya. Like they'd really need them for anything else than to dry their hair. They did so, then hung them on the towel rack.
The redhead led Ken to his room..which smelled greatly of lavender. He tossed the younger one a small bottle of lostion, while holding another just like it.
"You asked how I get my skin so soft....I buy the best lotion in Japan. Plus bath treatments." Aya grinned, then winked back to his lover whom was already smearing the wonderful smelling cream onto his arms and body.
Aya sat on the futone and did pretty much the same. Now and then he would gaze to Ken from the corner of his eye, studying the wounds on his chest. They were made with a knife. A very sharp knife in fact.
"When was the last time we went up agaisnt Schwarz, Ken?" He abrubtly asked.
"Er..I think a good month or so ago, why?"
"Just wondering." The wounds were only a week old as it appeared.
Things were starting to make since. Ither he had gotten into a fight...or--He jerked his head over to Ken, whom dropped the bottle and fell to his knees holding his head. Aya shot up and knelt by him, gently grasping his shoulder.
"Ken..ken...what is it?"
"...Schuldich..." HE spoke at a harsh whisper through tightly clentched teeth. Aya stared at him in shock.