Hey, hi all!
This was one of my first fics (was posted under the name of Hedgehog) , so sorry for any grammatical mistakes, I don't do things like that just to irritate you. So please be kind and try to overlook these.
And I promise that I'll rewrite it when I have some spare time.
This fic will be a sappy one, hope you'll like it!
Please, please, please, send me feedback!!! If you don't I won't know if the ficcie is good or bad!
Anyway, the boys belong to they creators, not me. Santa brought other things for Xmas.
A Night Changes Everything
Part two
Aya was staring at the boy in his… no, Omi's bed. They were in Omi's bed!
"Why…?" he trailed off.
"You don't remember?" pouted Omi.
"No, I'm not. What happened?"
"You grabbed me and kissed me. You said, I'm beautiful, more beautiful, than a woman is. You said, you love me. Then you grabbed me and… said that you would show me, how much you love me! And it was so good! I liked it so much! I love you so much!" and he hugged a terrified Aya.
"Omi. I was drunk. Sorry, but I didn't mean it." He sighed.
"What?" Omi's eyes watered. "You… you didn't meant it? You lied to me? I gave my heart to you and you… and you say, it was just a lie?!" Omi pushed Aya away and started to cry. "Get out! Get out, you liar!"
"Omi…" Aya sighed than got out.
Youji's head hurt. He wasn't so happy anymore. Ken was crying, and his ass hurt like hell.
"Kenken… Please don't cry." He embraced the boy and started to stroke his face. "Poor Kenken… I didn't mean to hurt you… Hell I don't even remember what happened."
"Nothing happened. You didn't toke me."
Youji sighed.
"Then why are you crying?"
"Because it means, that I… I…"
"You have token me. Yes, Kenken…"
"Does…does it hurt?"
"Yes. But it won't if you kiss me." He risked a little bolder reply.
"WHAT?"
Youji smiled and kissed the stunned boy.
Ken was terrified. Youji kissed him! Then was he gay too? He leaned closer to the blond man. He was a good kisser. And Ken liked it. Maybe he was gay after all. But with Youji? His body was on fire and he wanted Youji's hand on him. He was terrified again. Was he now a perverse?!
"Youji… Please!" he pushed him away.
"What's wrong?" stroked his face.
"You… I… I want you, but… Oh my! I'm gay! And I'm a perverse!" he blurted out.
Youji smiled. Poor Kenken… He was sooo adorable.
"Kenken, you're not perverted." He smiled and gathered up the shaking boy and laid him on his bed. "You are beautiful. You're so adorable, Kenken. I would like to wake up every morning having you by my side."
Ken blushed. Did Youji mean it? He was so handsome! Yes, he too would like to wake up beside Youji. He smiled.
"Me too…"
"Then let me show you, what we don't remember. Can I take you, Kenken?"
"Yes… But promise me first, that you wont leave me after it…"
Youji smiled. Kenken was so naive. He felt that he wouldn't be able to leave him anymore.
"No, I won't. I promise." He cupped the soccer-player's face and kissed him very long and deep.
Ken smiled and let Youji make him his.
Aya was troubled. Did he sleep with Omi? Why? And the boy seemed to like it. Why wanted Omi to have sex with him? Why him? Why now?… Of course. They were here together now and Omi thought it is the good time for… For what? To make his world turn upside-down?
He felt miserable. Omi was just a kid, no matter how he tried to make himself look like a man, he was just a sweet little boy. Aya felt himself like a pedophile. He had said the boy, he loved him, and take advantage of him. The boy loved him, and he gave him his virginity… Wait. Yes, the boy loved him… Maybe, he shouldn't have pushed him away so rough. He was just a sweet little boy.
His sister often said he was cold. He felt himself cold, so cold. Maybe he could make poor Omi smile. Strange… He, the coldest bastard could make the sweetest kid, Omi happy. And sad, if he was rude to him. He sighed. He must to make the boy smile again! He wanted to see him smile again. He wanted to see him happy, carefree and like his old self so much… Maybe he had had some feelings for the boy…
He sighed. He is going to apologize.
He opened the door and went to Omi's room. He knocked on the door.
"Come in."
Aya went into the room and went speechless. Omi was packing his surroundings.
"What are you doing, Omi?" he asked confused.
"I'm leaving." He said and went back to packing.
"Omi… I'm sorry… I didn't mean to hurt you, it was just, I was… surprised…"
"Yeah, I figured that out now. If that was all you wanted to say, please leave me alone. Someone has feelings… and they're hurt." His voice was bitter.
"Omi…" Aya sighed and stared at the boy's back. Maybe the action speak better…
He pulled the boy close and embraced him from behind. Omi gave a little squeak and melt into his embrace.
"Aya-kun… why?"
Aya turned him and looked into his eyes.
"I want to see you smile."
Omi was speechless. He stared at Aya, the only man he loved. Maybe he loved him in return? He gave a big, happy smile to please the redhead.
"Now, that is better." Sighed Aya. He felt his heart swell in his chest. Maybe he liked the kid more than he thought. "Can we start it again?… I think… a little slower than before, but…"
Omi smiled his best smile.
"Of course, Aya-chan!"
Aya laughed. Nobody had ever called him Aya-chan.
"Ran."
"Huh?" stared at him the boy.
"My name is Ran. So if you want, you can call me Ran-chan."
"Ran-chan… I like it!" Omi thought a little and gave Aya a chaste kiss.
The redhead smiled. It was a good thing to have Omi. He felt warm, alive.
"Suki da, Omittchi…"
The boy looked up startled and smiled.
"Suki da, Ran-chan!" the boy smiled and kissed him.
They settled for kissing and sitting on the bed, Omi in Aya's lap. Aya felt himself relax. He never felt so happy in his whole life.
Four men in two rooms seated in their loves arms thought of the night that changed everything.
End
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