Title: I Could Give All to Time

Author: Sardius

Category: Angst/Romance

Warnings: PG-13 for now (AU)

Pairings: Yohji/Aya

Disclaimer: Not mine! Not mine! Even though I want those pretty boys to myself. *ties Yohji and Aya together* hee.

Author's Note: Okay. One day I swear I will tie my fingers together so I stop dishing out new stories. I'm waiting for my baka tutor to come to class n he hasn't turned up yet so why spend 2 hrs in a comp tut figuring how this stupid Mirco-station program works when writing fics is so much better. ^____^ (I would hv worked on FM but dun hv the script with me)

Yeah if u wanna hit me 4 starting a new fic u can. Swear I just needed to get this fic down or I'll go crazy.

[NOTICE: I uploaded this chapter again as I FINALLY got myself a beta-reader! Thanks to Lilla who was so nice to offer to help me out and corrected all my silly mistakes. Thank you! ] I hp I did it rite!

Chapter One: A Bargain with a Fool

October 14th 1998.

I went to visit Aya-chan today. She is still the same. Always the feeling of melancholy fills my senses whenever I enter the hospital room. I brought her some of her favourite tulips; I still remember how we used to sneak into our neighbours' garden to steal some of their flowers during our summer holidays. Of course later mother found out and we both got in trouble. Well, I got in trouble. Since I was the eldest I was expected to look after my little sister and not to follow her childish games. But they were enjoyable back then. Those are the happiest memories of my life.

It still pains me to remember how my parents died. How Aya was lying so cold on the concrete ground, a pool of blood forming around her body. And I hadn't been able to do anything except cry. Since then I told myself I would never cry again.

Well until tonight that is. Yohji has been occupying my thoughts every night since the time he spoke to me when I was sitting alone in the park. I was remembering that night during a mission when I accidentally killed a little girl, part of me felt like I had killed myself. That is supposing I am even living anymore. I feel so dead inside.

Yet Yohji had been there. He held onto me and told me it was not my fault. That I was still human, that I still meant something for him. But…only as a friend. Of course how could I believe he would love me in return? He might have gotten over Asuka's death but do I even have the right to take her place?

Still that night I cherished the moment we had for each other even if it was for a short amount of time. Even if he only treated me as his team-mate. I had been a fool to love another person again. I should have never let myself get close to him in the first place. Then maybe none of that would have happened.

Yohji…..Yohji…yohji…yohji.

Yohji Kudou

I can't even stop writing his name. How pathetic am I? But I should be more worried about the mission tonight. It seems as though a voice at the back of my head is telling me something is about to go wrong, but maybe I have been too stressed out lately. I would have thought I would have gotten use to the killing but every time when there is a new mission, a new kill, my hands will involuntarily shake.

Yohji…Kudou…

Ashiteru

It is time. I should go and prepare now. Already I can hear Ken outside of my room muttering about getting to the shower first. Maybe after the mission tonight I should tell Yohji how I feel. If I confess my feelings to him then maybe he'll realise how much he means to me.

Maybe he will say yes. He might just say those words I want to hear coming out of his lips.

As pathetic as this sounds, I think I have fallen deeply for him.

I truly love Kudou Yohji.

I truly do.

Fujimiya Aya.

* * * * * * *

I flung the book away with such a force that it slammed against the wall knocking the lamplight onto the ground. It crashed and broke into millions of pieces.

How could I have been so stupid?

Aya…. oh god Aya…. why didn't you tell me sooner.

I stood still in the darkness, staring at my reflection in the shattered glass lying on the floor.

It was broken. Just like my heart.

Unconsciously I wiped the tears from my face, my body shaking as I bent down to retrieve the book. Some of the pages were loose and I tried my best to get them back into some resemblance of order.

Aya wouldn't have liked his diary to be thrown around.

Those words…they keep echoing in my ear. Voices that keeps murmuring in my head, like a whisper that never stops. Forever I will picture those beautiful amethyst eyes widening in shock, in pain, in fear as the light slowly faded away from them.

And I could do nothing. I couldn't do one fucking thing as he lay there in my arms, his breath slowly disappearing as his eyes drifted closed.

I had screamed. I had screamed for him, telling him to hold on. Omi was already getting the paramedics to help. He just had to wait…just a little bit longer for help to arrive. But he had only looked at me, so much sorrow hidden in his eyes that I had never seen before and had reached up with his bloody fingers to touch my face.

His hands, his body, he was so cold.

I had wrapped my arms around him, hugging him close. Giving him all the warmth I had, whispering over and over again that he would be all right. That he would be taken care of.

But he had only shaken his head slightly, the tears trickling down his cheeks, and smiled.

I had never seen him truly smiled.

He had smiled so sadly at me.

My heart had ached as I kept telling him not to leave me.

"Don't leave me…please don't leave me. God Aya… Ran please stay with me."

Then he just whispered those words quietly to me.

No more than a murmur.

"Arigatou."

And then he left me.

I think I screamed. I don't know how long for I have screamed. I don't remember being dragged away from his body as I kept hitting everyone that was in my way.

Why are they taking Ran away from me? He's not dead.

I told him not to leave me.

Then… after that, everything went numb.

I woke up in my bed, the cool chill blowing into my room making me shiver as I sat up. It had been so bright. The dream had seemed so real as I remembered Aya dying in my arms.

But when I went to his room, hoping to see the redhead glaring at me for waking him up…

I realised….

He wasn't there.

Not a trace of him.

Not anywhere. He…he was simply gone.

That was when I realised the dream had been real.

That happened a few days ago and since then I have been in his room not willing to go out. I found his diary in one of his drawers and started reading every single page when at last I saw the last entry.

Kami-sama. He had wanted to tell me. He had wanted to tell me all along but I had been such a stupid fucking idiot that I hadn't even realised. Why didn't I tell him I loved him as well? That night at the park, seeing him so upset, the emotions swirling so deeply in his eyes.

Why? Why was I afraid to tell him how I feel?

I truly love Kudou Yohji

"I love you too Aya." I choked out the words to the empty room.

I truly do.

I clung onto his pillow as I lay down onto his bed. There was still a faint smell of him, the beautiful scent of roses drifted into my nose, calming me.

It's the only thing I have left of him.

I kept hugging the pillow closer to myself, rocking my body back to forth.

"I love you Aya. I love you."

"…. Love you so much."

I repeated these words again and again till there was no longer a need to think; just letting the words lull me into a deep sleep.

I love you.

* * * * * *

Come to me.

I groaned as my body slowly began to move. I had woken up in a field of darkness. There were no boundaries, no gravity, nothing. I was standing in empty air.

Come to me.

What? I spun around hearing a voice at the back of my head. It was ironic thinking it was probably the devil himself dragging me off to hell.

Come to me.

"Who's there?"

My voice echoed in the darkness. I couldn't see a single thing, not even my hands, my feet, my body. I was in total darkness.

Closer. Closer. Come to me.

I kept walking, knowing nothing about where I was going when suddenly something blocked my movement. As if there was an invisible wall preventing me from going any further.

Yes. That's it.

Then as if a spotlight had been switched on, I saw a figure covered in dark robes, hood draped over his features effectively hiding them.

"Yes. At last the Prince has come. Forever I had been waiting for one who would release me from this prison. He is the person that shed the tears for the one he loves. Oh so very delicious emotions."

"Who the hell are you?"

The figure in the dark robes just chuckled; I could see his shoulders shaking slightly as the laughter soon died from his lips. I shivered thinking it was like the dead I was speaking to in my dreams.

"No but I am very much alive my Prince. You will help me achieve that."

I stood transfixed at the voice that had spoken up again, realising he had just read my mind.

He chuckled again. "I will make a bargain with you."

A bargain?

"Yes. A bargain which I'm sure you will agree to."

I stood staring at the black-clad figure wondering if I really had gone crazy enough that I was starting to have a dream like this.

"Not at all my prince. This is not an illusion, the pain I cause to you at the very moment is as real as reality." The rustle of robes was heard as he stepped closer to me. A scent of spice and rose petals filled my senses, making me remembered someone so familiar.

"Indeed your Orchid has fallen, withering like a flower no longer bearing any sense of life. Soon it would be forgotten, buried beneath the many ashes in this forsaken place."

Aya?

"You know where Aya is? Where is he?" I tried to reach out to the stranger but instead the invisible wall blocked me once more.

The black robed figure just shook its head. "No…not even I can raised the dead but as I said before I will make a bargain with you."

Beneath the hood I swore I could have seen a lingering smile on its lips.

"I would give you another chance to reclaim your Orchid. All things will happen according to the timing of events but yet the future will depend on the choices you make."

"What do you mean?"

"Fool! Do I have to make myself clearer?"

I cringed when he shouted at me; it was like a flame just momentarily burst into life filling the whole darkness with its light.

The stranger sighed and suddenly as fast as it began the flame disappeared. "I will let you go back in time to save your beloved Orchid from his death but you will give me back something in return."

Before I knew what I was saying the words came tumbling out of my lips. "What is it you want? I will give you everything."

The dark figure laughed. "Do not underestimate your words young one. I will claim back everything you offered to me. I will take back everything."

Everything?

But if I could see Aya again…just once, I would give him everything. Surely there was nothing more he would want from me than my life. I nodded my head and agreed to his bargain.

"If I can save Aya then I agree."

A hand appeared beneath the dark figure's robes, yet instead of being a solid hand, it was scarcely visible. It was like a transparent liquid floating in the midst of space.

"Wise choice my Prince."

Hesitantly I asked, "But what is it you want from me?"

The fingers in front of me slowly curled into a tight fist until suddenly I felt a burning sensation in my heart. A voice so soft, filled with desire, echoed loudly in my mind.

YOU. I want your body, your mind, your heart and lastly your soul.

I fell onto my knees; the pain was getting stronger by the minute as those fingers twisted themselves tightly together.

"What??…." I rasped.

But before I could utter another word, a strong gust of wind blew onto my face, a storm of rose petals drifted into the darkness leaving me collapsing onto the ground. As I lay gasping for breath, my vision slowly darkened, the voice once again echoing in my mind.

Remember our promise young one. Never forget the bargain you have made with me.

Soon your body will be completely mine.

Then I let the darkness consume me.

* * * * * * *

"AYA!"

I woke up gasping in pain. The sheets were all tangled up around my body that was covered in sweat. Shakily I raised my hand and ran my fingers through my hair as I tried to recall what had happened just now.

That dream. What was that?

But as I quickly removed the sheets from my limbs I froze seeing the crimson rose petals lying next to my pillow.

It was the same rose petals I had seen in my dream.

A cold shiver ran through me as I looked up at the calendar, my eyes widening in disbelief.

August 20th 1998

I have returned back in time.

Fuck.

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TBC??? *sheepish grin*

Well that's it. This is a weird AU. Wasn't planning on adding the whole fantasy illusion thing but my muse seems to agree with it for now. Many things inspired this: such as X, Tokyo Babylon, one of my stupid design project, and the movie Meet Joe Black. Ha! This is another fic of mine added to the list, if u guys wanted me to continue it let me know n I'll work on it. Otherwise I'll just put it aside with the bundles of papers over flowing my desk at the moment. Grin.

Hey Isa this was the plot I was telling u about last night. Now u hv to write yours!

Leave me a word or two ya? (I'm sounding like Wakka) Make Sardius a happy gal ^____^