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O_0 Am I dreaming or what? There are actually people who like this fic more than I think there would be!! Waii~! *glomps you all who commented, especially the ones who are in Ranken ML* (you know who you are!! ^_^) Thanks for the comments guys! It really speed up my urge to make the next part! *glomps you all again* Uh, about Hirokase Shizuka… well she is not any of sister's of Ken or so, they are just look alike in coincidence… yeah sue me because I love Ken's kawaii face too much -_-'

Warnings: Small spoilers like…Aya-chan, Sakura, Asuka, Yuriko, a bit about the manga and Kaze. Oh yah, also about words and shonen-ai or…maybe yaoi, but NOT lemon, not that I hate it but I haven't the courage to write something really lemon you know… need a lot of practice^^

Pairings: Ran x Ken…of course^^, Yohji x Omi (nice pair^^!)

Disclaimer: Weiß belongs to Koyasu Takehito, Kyoko Tsuchiya and Project Weiß.

Guardian Angels

Kisaragi Yuu

Part 3

Kudou Yohji was strolling down the health park that belongs to Angel's Corp. He looked around to see teenagers and old people did the same. Some nurses and doctors were also there. The smiles on the patients were full of satisfaction and happiness, and it really made Yohji sick to see that.

Then suddenly the memory of his lover…or maybe he should say, ex-lover pops up to his mind. Asuka. The beautiful assistant of him when he was a secret detective. It was so hard to forget about her. The scent, the beautifulness…and the blood that stained when she was shot to death, they were all very unforgettable. Yohji closed his eyes shut. The bitter feeling in him started to rise up again in his mind.

/Oh God…I thought I got rid of her…/

"Naoya-kun?"

Yohji didn't answer.

"Naoya-kun!!"

The blonde blue-eyed boy grabbed Yohji's arm violently, almost like punching. Of course Yohji didn't feel a thing, he was too small to make Yohji feel any pain. Yohji turned around to see a pair of blue orbs staring at him in worry. He grinned playfully to the staring boy.

"What Tasuomi koi?"

Omi blushed up and had people looking at them in astonishment. He made his grip stronger on Yohji's arm and dragged him to the nearest spot where they can't be seen by anybody. The boy pushed Yohji to the tree and looked straight onto his eyes.

"What was that all about?" the younger blonde asked fiercely. Yohji smiled teasingly at the boy and rubbed his back head.

"I thought we were pretending to be lovers?"

"I know that! But don't call me that love crap of yours, Yohji-kun! Not especially when you are fantasizing about that Asuka girl!!" Omi snarled at him. The older blonde widened his eyes.

"Nani…" Yohji paused. "What's wrong with you, ne bishonen? I never thought that you even care about me fantasizing about who. And I thought the fantasizing I do is none of your concern. Why are you angry?"

Omi stopped. He lowered his eye level to the green grass that planted down to earth and bit his lips. Yohji could feel that he was trying very hard to burden the urge to scream and cry. It just that Yohji couldn't find any good reason why the boy would do such things. Even for the trained eyes of the ex-detective, this is just too strange.

"Because I know that you still loves Asuka when I…"

Both blondes were stopped by a scream of a girl. The Weiß looked at the source of the scream, joining the crowd that gathered around a hysterical girl. The girl screamed and cried in one time. She held a surgery knife and tried to attack anyone who goes near her. She hurt a few security guards and they made a few bruises on her face.

"No! Iie!! Stay away from me! Anyone who comes near me will die!! I don't need that treatment of yours anymore!!"

Omi looked at her and noticed the many tracks of jab on her left arm. From that he came to the conclusion that the girl was obsessed to drugs. But he also knew that the girl was cured and soon became one of the victims of Hayasumi. When she was being tested by the medical things of Hayasumi's, she realized that he was going to turn her to one of the angels. And that's the only possible reason that came up to Omi's mind why she ran away.

Yohji was going to take the knife on her hand forcefully when Shizuka came up and walked to her calmly. The girl paused to see Shizuka clearly and soon gritted her teeth when she met Shizuka's glance. Shizuka walked closer and made the girl shrieked and attacked Shizuka. Yohji was about to run there when Omi stopped him. Yohji looked at the boy. He threw a meaningful look at Yohji and soon received a nod for his answer.

She hurt Shizuka by her arm. It was a deep cut and bleed badly. The people around them called for more security guards. The guards came with guns on their hands and were going to shoot the hysteric girl when Shizuka stopped them.

"If I can't handle these things, I won't be working here now, would I?" she smiled at the guards and held her bleeding arm with her right hand. She approached the girl, now even closer. The girl for the second time shrieked and attacked Shizuka. Aimed on Shizuka's stomach for fatal consequences of the surgery knife, the girl ran to her.

Shizuka ducked and bent the girl's arm to her back. She twisted the hand that clenched on the knife and let the knife fell down the floor.

"Everything would be alright…I will get you out of here, that is, if you cooperate with me." Shizuka whispered to the girl. The girl widened her eyes and silently looked up to Shizuka, wanting a sign of promise from her eyes and got one. She paused and slowly nodded to Shizuka and was brought back to her room. The whisper was so small that everybody except the trained assassins could hear it.

"Do you think what I just think?" Yohji asked Omi. Omi, without looking at him, silently nodded.

"We found our target. The real mission starts."

***

The 7 AM morning sun sneaked its sunlight into the Koneko and forced Ran to open his eyes and looked around in sleepiness. He was still feeling blurry for the uncomfortable wooden seat he was sitting yesterday and it intrigued him in thinking properly. He started to feel the warmth of cloth on his back and didn't remember on covering himself up in some nice warm jacket. He took away the jacket that covered him and looked at it. It wasn't his jacket, it was…

/…Ken's?/

He realized that it was Ken's jacket and 100% sure of it. He looked for Ken's key. It was gone. That can only mean one possible thing. Ken came back to the Koneko and found Ran sleeping in the flowershop comfortably and had not the heart to wake him up. So he covered Ran by his own jacket and went home silently.

"…Baka deshi…it is autumn, damn it…" he mumbled to the jacket.

He pressed the warm jacket onto his chest. He imagined that Ken is the one who he is hugging now. He could smell the scent of grass, the scent of wind, and all the scents that represent Ken. He sighed. After a few moment of fantasize about Ken, he knocked himself up from the dream world and face the reality.

/Wake up you dreamer! Ken is not yours and wouldn't be. He is a cheerful boy and a great soccer player with bright life than Omi, and you want to destroy it all because of the egoism in you?? Get real!/

Ran sighed. He knew very well that he shouldn't love Ken that much anyway. Ken has a life that still can be fixed when he doesn't. There is no way that he can keep these feelings up, although sometimes later…it may explode, but he would keep it a secret. And nobody will know about it, not even Ken.

He wondered why Yohji and Omi didn't wake him up. That is, if they went to visit the Koneko when they can go straight home as they brought their own keys when they left which means, they did go straight home.

/A stupid leader…why I can't even figure that out sooner? Yeah…I am a fool. A fool who's deeply in love with someone clumsy like Ken…/

Smirking on his own lame joke, he stood up from the seat and took his key. He put on his jacket and took Ken's jacket with him when he got out the Koneko and locked it up. Lucky for thieves, they don't get in, because Ran would slash them to sushi if they ever do.

The redhead walked on the sidewalk that covered by autumn leaves, heading to a certain brunette room to give him back his jacket.

***

"Kuso, kuso, kuso!!" Ken cursed himself on the bed. "There is no way he can even likes me!"

A pause.

/I am getting nuts. Talking to nobody and receive no answer… I am getting nuts for this unbearable feeling for Ran./

He sighed and placed his right arm onto his forehead. He looked to the silent white ceiling that was staring back at him with no expression. He imagined that it was Ran who stared at him. He would run away from Ran's stare to any place as long as it can hide him from Ran's deathglare. He smiled on his own thought.

But again, he realized that Ran never stare at him seriously. Not counting on the first meet when they ended up fighting each other and made the whole flowershop to a mess. The only time that Ran glared at him was when he covered Yohji's part in the Koneko because Yohji got a date. The glare was like telling him that he's just too kind. And when Ran throws those kinds of deathglare, Ken would always explain it and stop Ran from executing Yohji.

He chuckled bitterly. He wished he could assume that Ran loves him by that only sign of concern.

"If I am a schoolgirl, I would assume that he loves me. But since I am not a schoolgirl…" he paused. "…I couldn't possibly assume that he even likes me."

He bit his own lips, forcing it to smile. "Baka Ken." He teased himself, hoping it to make him feel better but failed. He wished he never met Ran. He wished he didn't fell in love with Ran and even if he does, he can forget about him as fast as he can forget about Yuriko and Kaze. But the fact that it's too late to back up now, he was already deeply fallen in love with Ran. He sighed. So many wishes and so many facts to bear.

Knock, knock.

He didn't even move when he heard the knocks on the door. He buried himself up on the pillow and chose to ignore the knocks that were starting to get a little louder. He looked at the clock, it was 7:30 AM and although he is not a hard-core sleeper like Yohji, he never gets up in 7:30 in the morning. Especially when he is tired for all the sobbing for Ran that he did last night.

'…en?'

He rose up. He swore that he heard Ran's voice from behind the door. But then his commonsense was telling him all of other possibilities. Like maybe it's Yohji… /Yohji would NEVER wakes up in this time of a day!/ or maybe it's Omi… /Omi always add 'kun' when he calls me, and the someone behind the door is calling me 'Ken'!/ or maybe it's an alien from mars who kidnapped Ran and took his voice to kidnap you too… /Yeah, right/

Won in his battle with his own commonsense, he rushed to the door and opened it violently. The being behind him took a step backward when he did that. And he was right, it was Ran.

"Ran…?"

"Ah…gomen for waking you up." That was all came up from Ran's lips when he saw Ken with only his pants and white tank top on. The boy looked at the redhead leader in astonishment. Ran smiled in his heart and handed Ken the jacket. Ken widened his eyes at the jacket.

"This is yours, right?"

Ken shuddered. "Aa, y-yeah."

"You shouldn't have cover me up when you have no extra jacket for yourself. You can catch a cold."

"H-hai, gomen…"

Ran curved his lips, Ken could see that Ran was laughing at him. Maybe he looks like a moron or something until the cold-hearted leader would curve his lips. He blushed more. Ran just smiled, slowly he took Ken's hand, making him to blush even more and put the jacket on his arm, letting it to clung on Ken's arm.

Ken just watched Ran, still couldn't believe that Ran, Fujimiya Ran, the cold icicle attractive bastard who never show any expression on his face than anger, death, and revenge for Takatoris, was doing something 'human' like returning his jacket. Well yeah, he was just returning a jacket and that doesn't mean that much, but for Ken who is deeply in love with this young redhead lad, it was everything.

/Geez…I never thought that his pale hands are warm…/ Ken thought, still looking at Ran in astonishment.

Ran smiled and sighed in one time. He patted Ken's shoulder and slowly said, "Ja." And with that, he went to his room, leaving Ken stood in front of the apartment's door like a statue in astonishment, with jacket clung on his arm. For a minute or two, Ken still stood there, not remembering or noticing whatever just happened to him until the cold breeze of autumn blew a soft wind to Ken's back, making him to shiver and blinked.

"…Ran…" he whispered, looking at the jacket and warmly smiled at it. He hugged the jacket. He could smell the scent of cinnamon and white jasmine, the scent of Ran. He put on the jacket on and swore that he will not wash the jacket for at least 3 months, just so he can smell the sweet scent that Ran leaved on the jacket. He closed the door of his apartment and planning on sweet dreams about the lad next door.

The soft wind blew some more cold autumn breeze, but a young lad in somewhere over Tokyo didn't even notice about it as his heart was too warm to even realize that it was a cold autumn day in September.

--end part 3--

How was that? I can't believe that I actually finish this third part for only a few days! ^_^ this is all because of your comments, guys! I like to use the word 'autumn breeze' recently, couldn't really tell why, but I just like to do so^^ the month I chose is September!! My birthday month!! WAIII~! Anyway, comments, onegai? ^__^ Love your comments and always welcome all kind of comments!