Letters Of Black

By: Atsureki

Disclaimers : Wiess ain't mine!

Warnings : AU, Yaoi, OCC, Lemon, angst, druguse, blood and stuff.

Notes : Stuff written in Italic are thoughts, the little voice you sometimes hear in your head, letters, lyrics, rhymes.

This is AU so some stuff is a bit diffrent but should still be familier. Pasts have been change to fit the story though.

Chapter 6. Purple Passion

Ran paced back and forth in the living-room. There were two things on his mind at the moment. The first one was the message on the wall. Omae wo korosu, I'll kill you. It was the first real threat of death they had received and Ran had no way of knowing who it was aimed at. Him or Ken?

He had also been warned about having Omi and Yoji help him but he refused to tell them to stop. If it was the last thing he'd ever do alive he was going to catch the bastard who threatened Ken's life! That thought brought him to the second thing that filled his head. The brunette. He wanted Ken and he wanted him badly. Oh he had tried to supress it, ignore it even denied it but still his body ached after the well-built soccer-player's.

It wasn't love, at least not yet, it was just lust and need. Well actually it was a little more than that but that was all Ran was willing to admit to at the moment. The brunette enticed him to no extend and it was making him frustrated and careless. If he didn't get a chance to touch and taste Ken soon he'd go nuts.

Growling Ran mentally slapped himself. It could cost him greatly if he submitted to his sexual desires but dammit his body refused to give him any rest. Angry, annoyed and filled with supressed needs the redhead sank down in one of the armchairs.

He couldn't be sure that Ken swung that way but he would found out, he had to. A small part of Ran prayed that the brunette was straight as a board since that would give him a good enough excuse not to go any further. Exhausted by emotions he fell asleep.

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Ken woke up with his head heavy and his eyes dim. He felt like he had been run over by a truck. Groaning he pushed away the blanket and sat up. Instead of his bedroom he found the living-room. Confused he looked around. Ran was sleeping in one of the two armchairs.

Ken frowned slightly. So his bodyguard did sleep every now and then. Quietly he got up and swayed for a while before he managed to catch his balance. Asleep the redhead looked so different than he did awake. His face wasn't hard and bland instead he just looked even more beautiful.

Ken sighed. He was attracted to, lusted after, the silent man that protected him and he didn't know what to do about it. Quietly he approached Ran and studied his face. He was just so beautiful. With another sigh Ken left the living-room and headed for the kitchen. He was thirsty and his stomach was shouting for food.

Slowly he opened the refrigerator and scanned the content. Not much in there as usual, at least nothing he was interested in. He closed the door and pouted. This meant he would have to go out and buy food and he hated that! He always came home with only half the things he needed and a load of junk he didn't need. Besides, he couldn't go out without Ran and he didn't want to wake up the sleeping bodyguard just yet.

Ken poured himself a glass of water and gulped it down. When he was done he put the glass in the sink and stretched. His back was giving him problems again, but then when didn't it? Growling to himself he headed for the bathroom to do something about it.

When he passed the large mirror in the hall he froze. There was a reflection in it and it wasn't his. A tall figure dressed all in black stood in the doorway of his bedroom. With a scream Ken swirled around and ran into the living-room where he more or less threw himself on Ran.

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Something heavy landed on him and almost knocked the wind out of him. Ran bolted and pushed away whatever it was. It landed on the floor with a loud thud. Shocked amethyst eyes met brown and narrowed.

"What the hell are you doing?!" Ran demanded to know and scowled at Ken.

"H.. he's in here," the brunette stammered and pointed to the hall.

"He who?"

"The, the nut!" At that Ran hurried into the hall and looked around. No sign of anyone there. Carefully he checked the guestroom and Ken's bedroom. Both empty.

"There's no one here," the redhead stated flaty and returned to his client.

"Well he was there! I saw him in the mirror! He was dressed all in black just like the person who stabbed me in the park," Ken insisted and rose from the floor. Ran cursed inside. That damn freak was walking in and out of the apartment like he owned it!

"He was here last night," Ran muttered and sat down.

"You mean again?!" The redhead nodded.

"After you fell asleep he came back. He pulled you out of bed, placed a dummy there and shot it through its head," the redhead explained and shuddered at the fear and panic in Ken's eyes. "You didn't hear it because of the sleeping pills I gave you." The brunette's eyes filled up with anger instead.

"You drugged me? Aren't you suppose to protect me?" Ran bit his lip at that. That was the exact same question he had asked himself over and over again. "He's walking all over the place!"

"Does anyone else have a key to your apartment?" The brunette shook his head.

"But then you didn't seem to need a key to get in here," Ken commented.

"That's because the door wasn't locked."

"It was too! I locked it before I showered," Ken objected and glared.

"Yes you did, but I was already here when you got back," Ran answered blandly.

"So you just stood there and watched me get undressed without saying a word?" the brunette snarled and came closer, eyes burning with anger. Ran decided not to answer that. The truth was that he had been so taken by the view of his naked and sweaty client that he hadn't been able to open his mouth. Ken stalked towards him until they were almost touching. "You sure seem to like watching me when I'm naked."

The brunette suddenly smiled and before Ran could react soft lips were pressed against his. His eyes drifted close and his senses spun with the taste of Ken's lips. The kiss deepened slightly and Ran couldn't keep himself from sliding an arm around the brunette's slender waist. His tongue darted out and was welcomed into Ken's warm, soft mouth.

Moaning quietly Ran explored the velvety cavity while the brunette's strong hands roamed over his back. Never in his life had he tasted something so sweet and wanted so much more. Things in his life had a tendensy to move like a runaway horse and this was not an exception.

Ran pulled aggressively at Ken's shirt and was greeted with the satisfying sound of buttons falling to the floor before the iteam was gone and forgotten. The brunette's skin was warm, smooth and soft under his hands, at least until he ran them over Ken's lower back. Two scars flawed the perfect skin but Ran didn't care.

Ken broke the kiss for a moment to remove the redhead's sweater and then returned to his lips. In many ways the brunette had seemed completely innocent but he obviously wasn't. His hands and mouth knew what they wanted and they were going after it.

Ran gasped softly when Ken pressed himself closer, causing friction that almost drove the redhead insane with longing. Not that the tall bodyguard objected, he was already busy with a small war against the brunette's sweatpants and he wasn't losing. Ken's mouth left his and moved over his neck, ear with kisses and soft nibbles. A sunkissed hand found the belt in Ran's jeans and pulled impatiently at it.

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Ken didn't think, he just acted. He hadn't been close to anyone in over two years. Sure he had slept with more women than he cared to remember but he had never been close to them, had never really wanted them. But Ran was a whole different matter. His body was screaming for the feeling of a strong male body that could fulfill the need it had been denied for so long.

Moaning hoarsly Ken finally got the belt lose and dropped it on the floor before his fingers started working on the buttons. Ran had already managed to push down his sweatpants and Ken was falling behind. With a low growl he got the button to cave in and the zipper soon followed. At last naked bodies touched.

"I want you Ran, now," Ken mumbled and ran his hands over the bodyguard's strong chest. The only answer he got was hands that pushed him towards the couch. Willingly he sank down on it and pulled the redhead with him. Ran's body covered his and lips found lips again.

The kiss was almost brutal with need and want but it didn't matter at that moment. Bodies separated slightly and slender fingers brushed over the inside of Ken's thigh. Instinctivly the brunette spread his legs to give Ran access.

The redhead moved further up and found what he sought between firm buttocks. A sharp moan escaped from Ken as one slender digit worked its way inside. The kiss broke and amethyst eyes filled with passion and lust bore into brown.

"I need something to…" Ran grated out. Ken didn't care about lubrication right then but the redhead would probably insist so he reached out to the small sidetable beside the couch where he knew he'd find a bottle of lotion. The bottle was shoved against Ran's chest with force and he took it.

Swiftly he coated his fingers and slid two of them back inside the brunette's willing body. Ken's body almost snapped in two at the sensation and he let out a husky whimper that begged for more. The redhead complied and began preparing the muscular soccer-player. Fingers stretched him carefully and another digit joined the two others. Ken had had enough of teasing, he wanted more.

Growling in the back of his throat the brunette shifted to let Ran now that he wasn't happy with what he was doing. The redhead understood the message and removed his hand. Kneeling between shivering thighs he coated himself and leaned forward. Ken felt the tip of Ran's erection pressing against his entrance and moved against it almost desperate to feel the red haired bodyguard inside of him.

With much more care than Ken had expected Ran began to enter him. The feeling of being filled completely caused the brunette to gasp for air. Pain shot through him but he didn't care, even welcomed it. Finally the redhead was fully buried inside of him and for a moment all movements stopped.

Normally Ken would have been thankful for the chance to adjust but right then he'd rather do without. He wanted pleasure but he also wanted, needed, pain because it would confirm that he was alive, that he could feel. Ran seemed to be able to sense his need and pulled out sightly before thrusting back inside.

The pain wasn't unbearable and besides, Ken was used to pain. Ran's thrusts picked up pace quickly and he shifted slightly in search of the spot that would bring the brunette maximum pleasure. A low cry confirmed that he had found it.

Ken's mind raced with feelings. He needed this so badly and would forever be grateful that Ran was giving it to him. The redhead's hand found Ken's erection and started stroking him in time with each thrust. He wanted it to last forever but the brunette knew that that wasn't going to happen. His body had too much need locked up inside.

With a hoarse scream Ken released and felt how his whole body convulsed in orgasm. Moments later the redhead almost choked out a suffocated cry and spilled his seed inside Ken's body.

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Ran gasped for air as he more or less collapsed ontop of Ken. His skin was damp with sweat and his breathing rapid and hoarse. Unwillingly he withdrew from the warm body and rested on his knees. It was at that moment his brain decided to catch up. He had just fucked his client.

The crude word tasted bitter but that was what he had done. It might have been easier to take in if it has been gentle love-making but that wasn't the case and the redhead knew it. He lifted his face to look at Ken. Brown eyes filled with an emotionless shadow met amethyst. The brunette sat up and winced in pain.

For a moment Ran's inside screamed. Had he hurt Ken? No, the slightly shorter man was rubbing the part of his back where the scars were. Without a word Ken rose from the couch and crossed the living-room still completely naked. Moments later the redhead could hear the sound of running water.

~TBC~

*fans herself* Hrm well um eh… Well that wasn't the gentle loving lemons I usually write but then the situation called for a more um hard one. I don't usually use crude word like fuck but um that's what they were doing ne? Trust me this wasn't for my sick pleasure *laffs* The story called for them to get it on. Anyways did it suck a lot? *wonders if she should be using the word suck when she's talking about lemons* Let me know 'kay? Ja/Atsureki