Author: Swythangel
Email: swythangel@hotmail.com
Title: Gotterdamerung (Twilight of the Gods)
Type: Series 2/?
Teaser: With their return to Weiss, Ken and Ran find old feelings resurfacing...
Rating: PG (just to be safe)
Spoilers: I don'tknow, let's just assume there is
Warnings: Strong Language, Shonen Ai leaning towards Yaoi
Keywords: Ken, Aya/Ran, Youji, Ran/AyaxKen, YoujixKen, angst, a lil fluff
Waii! My first RanxKen fic…hope it isn't too ooc…ever notice how so many ranxken fanfics end up in the hospital? gigglethis is no exception...
Gotterdamerung
(Twilight of the Gods)
[Omi]
"Bombay, where's my back-up? My left flank is unprotected. And these idiots are almost more than I can handle."
"Hold on a minute, Balinese."
"Kuso! I don't have a minute. Tell Siberian to haul ass here now."
I can sense the irritation in Youji's voice above the sounds of fighting. Normally the cool, methodical one, he sounds as though he's facing a number of enemies - enough to provoke the snarl of an alley-cat beneath the drawling tones.
"Siberian?" I tap into Ken's frequency.
No answer.
"Siberian?" Impatience tinges my voice now.
"Bombay. I've got the documents. On my way to help Balinese. Go find out where Siberian is." Ran-kun interrupted my efforts, his voice unemotional, as always.
"Roger that, Abyssinian."
What on earth could Ken-kun be doing? This is a high priority mission. I type a few commands into my laptop, rerouting the video cameras in the building, trying to locate Ken-kun.
"Hmmnnn…last known location…14th floor."
I type that in. Bingo! I have control of the whole floor's cameras, and I smile in pleasure, I've still got it, even after almost two years of non-combat…
My smile quickly vanishes when the first camera zooms in on one part of the hallway…Ken-kun lying face down on the floor…
"Siberian!" I can't help it, the knee-jerk reaction to Ken-kun's prostrate form is to scream in worry.
"Hn?"
Relief floods me as Ken-kun raises his head.
"B…Bombay? What happened?"
"You were sleeping on the job, Siberian." My tone was stern, knowing that Ran and Youji were listening in.
"Oh my god! Balinese…" I saw Ken's image on the screen jump up in alarm. But before I could open my mouth to reassure him, Ran's voice sliced into the communicator.
"Move out, Siberian, Bombay. Mission accomplished."
[Ken]
Damn! Aya, no, he's Ran. Ran is mad at me. I can hear the cold tone in his voice as he tells us to move out. It slices through my being, this cold, unemotional voice he uses, as if he couldn't care less about me. And he doesn't.
It hurt to admit that he really doesn't.
I should care less. Who wants an iceman for a lover anyway?
That's right Ken. Go fool yourself. Like you've been fooling yourself for the past two years.
I haven't been fooling myself, dammit! I've really forgotten him. I have!
Yeah right.
I snarl to myself and it echoes in the hallway.
"Did you say something, Siberian?" Omi's voice comes out distorted in the cackle of static.
"Iie. Its nothing Bombay. Just thinking to myself." I tell Omi in a preoccupied voice as I continue walking to the rendezvous point. I'm still concentrating on my fight with my inner voice.
Now Omi must think I'm nuts. It's all your fault. I tell my inner voice.
Oh, so you're blaming yourself now.
Yes. Because it is your fault. Baka.
Shit! I'm cursing myself. I sigh a deep heartfelt sigh. I'm back where I started from, a basket case. God, I'm tired and dizzy.
Youji is probably irritated that I didn't get there in time. Omi must think I'm nuts. And Ran is mad at me. Why did I have to go back to Weiss anyway…
Because you're a masochist and you love Ran….
Who asked you! I snarl for the second time.
[Omi]
I move along the passageway carefully, cradling my laptop to my chest.
Ken-kun's snarl startled me. He had never done it before. But then again, he hadn't fainted on a mission before either.
I've been watching him carefully for a month looking for any signs of strain. Ever since Persia had called us all back to Weiss. I was the one that had told Ken. I remember Ken-kun didn't want to go back…
"Oi, Omi! What brings you here? You didn't tell me you were coming today! Come here, I'll introduce you to my team." Ken-kun was almost dancing on his toes as he tugged me to the youngsters who looked up to him as their soccer coach. He looked better now. It had taken him two years but the haunted look was gone from his eyes and he seemed genuinely happy. I couldn't bring myself to tell him about my news. But I had to.
"Anou…Ken-kun. I have something to tell you." I started out but Ken-kun waved me away. "Later, later. You'll love my posse." He continued to tug me towards the youngsters on the field and introduced everyone to me. I waited patiently, smiling at everyone until finally, Ken dismissed them.
"Alright, introductions finished. Go back to the field and practice."
"Oi, Ken-niisan!"
As everybody scattered, I tried again. "Ken-kun, I have something to tell you…"
He sighed and smiled at me.
"Alright." He flopped down on the grass and gestured to a spot beside him. "C'mon Omi. Sit down.".
He grinned up at me, looked so happy…I *really* didn't want to tell him. But I had to. Ran had been the one who ordered me to do it. And I wasn't about to disappoint him, even if he had toned down after Aya-chan had woken up.
I sat down next to him and watched him for a minute. I knew I was only stalling but I couldn't help it. Ken-kun was my best friend and I didn't want to tell him what I had to tell him.
"My, you look too serious, Omi! Lighten up."
How to tell him? How to tell him. In the end I couldn't say anything so I did the next best thing. I opened my knapsack, took out the carefully wrapped package and gave it to him.
"A present for me?" He laughed delightedly. "You shouldn't have."
He hadn't changed a bit. It had been so easy to please Ken-kun before and even though he was now a famous soccer player, he was still easy to please. That was one thing that I liked about Ken. But it wasn't a present and Ken was going to find out the hard way.
"What's this?" The delight was replaced by surprise as Ken held out what I had given him, he was staring at it hard.
"Its your bugnuk." I told him. He'd know the rest.
"No! Iie! I can't go back." I could see the wild look enter his eyes. "How could you ask me that, Omi? You of all people!" He stood up and threw the bugnuk at me; I almost didn't catch it.
"No, I don't want to go back to Weiss. I don't want to see him again."
Ken-kun ran away from me but I knew it wasn't me he was running away from. He was running away from what Weiss had become to him. He was running away from Ran.
Of course, in the end, Ken-kun joined us. I knew he wouldn't be able to resist. He never could take the thought of having even one of us in danger without being there to help.
I sighed and noticed the light up ahead. The rendezvous point.
[Youji]
That baka, Ken!
I wipe the blood off my cheek. A bullet grazed it when one of the enemies took a lucky shot at me. The first time in many years, the lucky bastard. On the first mission since Weiss got back, too. Of course, now, he wasn't around to tell the tale.
It was a good thing Ran came in when he did or else it wouldn't be just my cheek. Which brought me back to Ken. He was supposed to be covering me but where was he? Sleeping on the job!
When he gets here, I am going to wring his neck.
A door opens to the right. I swing around eagerly, hoping it's Ken.
"Oi, Ran-kun, Youji-kun!"
It's just Omi. Where *is* Ken? The baka is taking too long.
"Where is Siberian?" Even Ran seems impatient. But he is probably only worried. He was always good at hiding his feelings.
Ken probably tripped over his own feet. I sigh. Honestly, Ken could be so clumsy at times. Adorably clumsy, but clumsy nonetheless. Especially around Ran. The thought in my head was embittered.
Clink! Clink!
I look up and see Ken's booted feet coming down the fire escape. Relief fills me.
"Oi, Ken! Will you please hurry it up. We haven't got all night you know. And I still have to wring your neck for deserting me." I call up to him jokingly.
"Matte, Youji!"
Ken's voice sounds strained, like he has a headache or something. Suddenly, I notice how hard he is clenching the railing on the fire escape's ladder.
"Daijobu ka?" I ask in concern.
"Daijobu." He answers. But at the same time he loses his grip on the railing and plummets down towards us.
"Ken!" I shout in alarm, rushing to catch him only to be beaten to it by Ran. He had anticipated the fall and was directly beneath when Ken fell. Ran caught Ken with ease. What's new? I was obviously bitter but that wasn't something I wanted to dwell on right now. Something was wrong with Ken.
[Ran]
"Ken!"
Youji's voice is only a minor distraction as I hold out my hands to catch Ken. I brace myself as he falls into my arms and am surprised. Ken is lighter than he had been two years ago.
What have you been doing to yourself? I want to ask him. But I won't, even though I am worried. I didn't do it then and I won't do it now. Silence has always been my retreat from something I wasn't sure I could give.
I quickly took off the ski mask he wore. I remember that he hadn't wanted to wear it but did so out of necessity. It had been a funny moment for all of us.
"Here, Ken." Youji handed Ken the ski-mask casually.
"Nani? What's this for?" Ken asked, puzzled.
"Wear it, Ken-kun!" Omi was setting up his laptop and threw only a cursory glance in Ken's direction. That was why he didn't see Ken's look of incredulity the way I did. I nearly pricked myself on my katana with the urge to laugh.
Ken threw it down on the ground, offended. "No way no how am I going to wear a ski mask. Do you guys realize how hot that thing is? Give me one good reason."
I could tell Ken would be stubborn about it. His chin jutted out at the angle he reserved for decisions where he wouldn't budge.
At this point, Youji and Omi looked at each other and burst into laughter.
"What's so funny?" Ken looked at the two with annoyance as the two exploded into fresh peals of laughter at his quizzical expression. "What?"
"My dear Ken," Youji stopped laughing enough to point upwards, "I suggest you take a look around you before you dismiss the idea."
"What the…" Ken looked up at the same time I did. I knew what Youji was referring to and sure enough, there it was-- a big billboard with Ken's face on it endorsing a certain brand of shoes.
"Ah hell!" Ken swiped the mask from the ground.
Youji and Omi laughed harder. Even I allowed myself to break into a small smile. The disgust and resignation in Ken's voice was just too irresistible.
Shaking myself out of my preoccupation, I scan his face for the reason he fell but there wasn't anything unusual, except for the blush coloring his cheeks.
"Anou…Ran, I can stand up now."
I realize I have been holding him too long. A blush stains my own cheeks and I quickly put him down on his feet.
"Are you alright, Ken?" Youji rushes up to the younger man and puts his hand on Ken's forehead.
"Ken-kun! Daijobu ka?" Even Omi is worried. I walk nonchalantly up to Ken as he laughs.
"Daijobu, Omi. It was a minor spell of dizziness, nothing more." He tries to reassure Omi as he swats Youji's hand away. "Stop that, Youji! I told you I was fi.."
It happens swiftly but I am ready for it. One moment, Ken is laughing and the next his eyes roll into the back of his head and he faints…
"Ken-kun!"
"Ken!"
"Get the car, Youji." I tell the fretting Youji in clipped tones. "Omi, locate the nearest hospital."
"Hai!"
Both of them go off to do what is needed and I am left alone with Ken. I put him in a more comfortable position.
What have you been doing to yourself, Ken?
I am worried now as I take in the paleness of his face, so different from the golden brown tone he once sported. I lightly brush his bangs out of his forehead, something I could never do when he was awake. He doesn't know - never knew -- this but it is something I've always wanted to do for as long as I can remember. I never thought that there would come a day when I would eventually be able to. Now here it is. I finally have enough courage to do it and he is lying deathly still in my arms.
I can't take the silence anymore.
"Ken! Open your eyes!"
Email: swythangel@hotmail.com
Title: Gotterdamerung (Twilight of the Gods)
Type: Series 2/?
Teaser: With their return to Weiss, Ken and Ran find old feelings resurfacing...
Rating: PG (just to be safe)
Spoilers: I don'tknow, let's just assume there is
Warnings: Strong Language, Shonen Ai leaning towards Yaoi
Keywords: Ken, Aya/Ran, Youji, Ran/AyaxKen, YoujixKen, angst, a lil fluff
Waii! My first RanxKen fic…hope it isn't too ooc…ever notice how so many ranxken fanfics end up in the hospital? gigglethis is no exception...
Gotterdamerung
(Twilight of the Gods)
[Omi]
"Bombay, where's my back-up? My left flank is unprotected. And these idiots are almost more than I can handle."
"Hold on a minute, Balinese."
"Kuso! I don't have a minute. Tell Siberian to haul ass here now."
I can sense the irritation in Youji's voice above the sounds of fighting. Normally the cool, methodical one, he sounds as though he's facing a number of enemies - enough to provoke the snarl of an alley-cat beneath the drawling tones.
"Siberian?" I tap into Ken's frequency.
No answer.
"Siberian?" Impatience tinges my voice now.
"Bombay. I've got the documents. On my way to help Balinese. Go find out where Siberian is." Ran-kun interrupted my efforts, his voice unemotional, as always.
"Roger that, Abyssinian."
What on earth could Ken-kun be doing? This is a high priority mission. I type a few commands into my laptop, rerouting the video cameras in the building, trying to locate Ken-kun.
"Hmmnnn…last known location…14th floor."
I type that in. Bingo! I have control of the whole floor's cameras, and I smile in pleasure, I've still got it, even after almost two years of non-combat…
My smile quickly vanishes when the first camera zooms in on one part of the hallway…Ken-kun lying face down on the floor…
"Siberian!" I can't help it, the knee-jerk reaction to Ken-kun's prostrate form is to scream in worry.
"Hn?"
Relief floods me as Ken-kun raises his head.
"B…Bombay? What happened?"
"You were sleeping on the job, Siberian." My tone was stern, knowing that Ran and Youji were listening in.
"Oh my god! Balinese…" I saw Ken's image on the screen jump up in alarm. But before I could open my mouth to reassure him, Ran's voice sliced into the communicator.
"Move out, Siberian, Bombay. Mission accomplished."
[Ken]
Damn! Aya, no, he's Ran. Ran is mad at me. I can hear the cold tone in his voice as he tells us to move out. It slices through my being, this cold, unemotional voice he uses, as if he couldn't care less about me. And he doesn't.
It hurt to admit that he really doesn't.
I should care less. Who wants an iceman for a lover anyway?
That's right Ken. Go fool yourself. Like you've been fooling yourself for the past two years.
I haven't been fooling myself, dammit! I've really forgotten him. I have!
Yeah right.
I snarl to myself and it echoes in the hallway.
"Did you say something, Siberian?" Omi's voice comes out distorted in the cackle of static.
"Iie. Its nothing Bombay. Just thinking to myself." I tell Omi in a preoccupied voice as I continue walking to the rendezvous point. I'm still concentrating on my fight with my inner voice.
Now Omi must think I'm nuts. It's all your fault. I tell my inner voice.
Oh, so you're blaming yourself now.
Yes. Because it is your fault. Baka.
Shit! I'm cursing myself. I sigh a deep heartfelt sigh. I'm back where I started from, a basket case. God, I'm tired and dizzy.
Youji is probably irritated that I didn't get there in time. Omi must think I'm nuts. And Ran is mad at me. Why did I have to go back to Weiss anyway…
Because you're a masochist and you love Ran….
Who asked you! I snarl for the second time.
[Omi]
I move along the passageway carefully, cradling my laptop to my chest.
Ken-kun's snarl startled me. He had never done it before. But then again, he hadn't fainted on a mission before either.
I've been watching him carefully for a month looking for any signs of strain. Ever since Persia had called us all back to Weiss. I was the one that had told Ken. I remember Ken-kun didn't want to go back…
"Oi, Omi! What brings you here? You didn't tell me you were coming today! Come here, I'll introduce you to my team." Ken-kun was almost dancing on his toes as he tugged me to the youngsters who looked up to him as their soccer coach. He looked better now. It had taken him two years but the haunted look was gone from his eyes and he seemed genuinely happy. I couldn't bring myself to tell him about my news. But I had to.
"Anou…Ken-kun. I have something to tell you." I started out but Ken-kun waved me away. "Later, later. You'll love my posse." He continued to tug me towards the youngsters on the field and introduced everyone to me. I waited patiently, smiling at everyone until finally, Ken dismissed them.
"Alright, introductions finished. Go back to the field and practice."
"Oi, Ken-niisan!"
As everybody scattered, I tried again. "Ken-kun, I have something to tell you…"
He sighed and smiled at me.
"Alright." He flopped down on the grass and gestured to a spot beside him. "C'mon Omi. Sit down.".
He grinned up at me, looked so happy…I *really* didn't want to tell him. But I had to. Ran had been the one who ordered me to do it. And I wasn't about to disappoint him, even if he had toned down after Aya-chan had woken up.
I sat down next to him and watched him for a minute. I knew I was only stalling but I couldn't help it. Ken-kun was my best friend and I didn't want to tell him what I had to tell him.
"My, you look too serious, Omi! Lighten up."
How to tell him? How to tell him. In the end I couldn't say anything so I did the next best thing. I opened my knapsack, took out the carefully wrapped package and gave it to him.
"A present for me?" He laughed delightedly. "You shouldn't have."
He hadn't changed a bit. It had been so easy to please Ken-kun before and even though he was now a famous soccer player, he was still easy to please. That was one thing that I liked about Ken. But it wasn't a present and Ken was going to find out the hard way.
"What's this?" The delight was replaced by surprise as Ken held out what I had given him, he was staring at it hard.
"Its your bugnuk." I told him. He'd know the rest.
"No! Iie! I can't go back." I could see the wild look enter his eyes. "How could you ask me that, Omi? You of all people!" He stood up and threw the bugnuk at me; I almost didn't catch it.
"No, I don't want to go back to Weiss. I don't want to see him again."
Ken-kun ran away from me but I knew it wasn't me he was running away from. He was running away from what Weiss had become to him. He was running away from Ran.
Of course, in the end, Ken-kun joined us. I knew he wouldn't be able to resist. He never could take the thought of having even one of us in danger without being there to help.
I sighed and noticed the light up ahead. The rendezvous point.
[Youji]
That baka, Ken!
I wipe the blood off my cheek. A bullet grazed it when one of the enemies took a lucky shot at me. The first time in many years, the lucky bastard. On the first mission since Weiss got back, too. Of course, now, he wasn't around to tell the tale.
It was a good thing Ran came in when he did or else it wouldn't be just my cheek. Which brought me back to Ken. He was supposed to be covering me but where was he? Sleeping on the job!
When he gets here, I am going to wring his neck.
A door opens to the right. I swing around eagerly, hoping it's Ken.
"Oi, Ran-kun, Youji-kun!"
It's just Omi. Where *is* Ken? The baka is taking too long.
"Where is Siberian?" Even Ran seems impatient. But he is probably only worried. He was always good at hiding his feelings.
Ken probably tripped over his own feet. I sigh. Honestly, Ken could be so clumsy at times. Adorably clumsy, but clumsy nonetheless. Especially around Ran. The thought in my head was embittered.
Clink! Clink!
I look up and see Ken's booted feet coming down the fire escape. Relief fills me.
"Oi, Ken! Will you please hurry it up. We haven't got all night you know. And I still have to wring your neck for deserting me." I call up to him jokingly.
"Matte, Youji!"
Ken's voice sounds strained, like he has a headache or something. Suddenly, I notice how hard he is clenching the railing on the fire escape's ladder.
"Daijobu ka?" I ask in concern.
"Daijobu." He answers. But at the same time he loses his grip on the railing and plummets down towards us.
"Ken!" I shout in alarm, rushing to catch him only to be beaten to it by Ran. He had anticipated the fall and was directly beneath when Ken fell. Ran caught Ken with ease. What's new? I was obviously bitter but that wasn't something I wanted to dwell on right now. Something was wrong with Ken.
[Ran]
"Ken!"
Youji's voice is only a minor distraction as I hold out my hands to catch Ken. I brace myself as he falls into my arms and am surprised. Ken is lighter than he had been two years ago.
What have you been doing to yourself? I want to ask him. But I won't, even though I am worried. I didn't do it then and I won't do it now. Silence has always been my retreat from something I wasn't sure I could give.
I quickly took off the ski mask he wore. I remember that he hadn't wanted to wear it but did so out of necessity. It had been a funny moment for all of us.
"Here, Ken." Youji handed Ken the ski-mask casually.
"Nani? What's this for?" Ken asked, puzzled.
"Wear it, Ken-kun!" Omi was setting up his laptop and threw only a cursory glance in Ken's direction. That was why he didn't see Ken's look of incredulity the way I did. I nearly pricked myself on my katana with the urge to laugh.
Ken threw it down on the ground, offended. "No way no how am I going to wear a ski mask. Do you guys realize how hot that thing is? Give me one good reason."
I could tell Ken would be stubborn about it. His chin jutted out at the angle he reserved for decisions where he wouldn't budge.
At this point, Youji and Omi looked at each other and burst into laughter.
"What's so funny?" Ken looked at the two with annoyance as the two exploded into fresh peals of laughter at his quizzical expression. "What?"
"My dear Ken," Youji stopped laughing enough to point upwards, "I suggest you take a look around you before you dismiss the idea."
"What the…" Ken looked up at the same time I did. I knew what Youji was referring to and sure enough, there it was-- a big billboard with Ken's face on it endorsing a certain brand of shoes.
"Ah hell!" Ken swiped the mask from the ground.
Youji and Omi laughed harder. Even I allowed myself to break into a small smile. The disgust and resignation in Ken's voice was just too irresistible.
Shaking myself out of my preoccupation, I scan his face for the reason he fell but there wasn't anything unusual, except for the blush coloring his cheeks.
"Anou…Ran, I can stand up now."
I realize I have been holding him too long. A blush stains my own cheeks and I quickly put him down on his feet.
"Are you alright, Ken?" Youji rushes up to the younger man and puts his hand on Ken's forehead.
"Ken-kun! Daijobu ka?" Even Omi is worried. I walk nonchalantly up to Ken as he laughs.
"Daijobu, Omi. It was a minor spell of dizziness, nothing more." He tries to reassure Omi as he swats Youji's hand away. "Stop that, Youji! I told you I was fi.."
It happens swiftly but I am ready for it. One moment, Ken is laughing and the next his eyes roll into the back of his head and he faints…
"Ken-kun!"
"Ken!"
"Get the car, Youji." I tell the fretting Youji in clipped tones. "Omi, locate the nearest hospital."
"Hai!"
Both of them go off to do what is needed and I am left alone with Ken. I put him in a more comfortable position.
What have you been doing to yourself, Ken?
I am worried now as I take in the paleness of his face, so different from the golden brown tone he once sported. I lightly brush his bangs out of his forehead, something I could never do when he was awake. He doesn't know - never knew -- this but it is something I've always wanted to do for as long as I can remember. I never thought that there would come a day when I would eventually be able to. Now here it is. I finally have enough courage to do it and he is lying deathly still in my arms.
I can't take the silence anymore.
"Ken! Open your eyes!"