Author's Note: Yes, I know, this took forever. ^_^;; I've been kinda sick the past few days, and I guess I figured it'd be a good time to write. So I finished it finally. Oh, and a few notes about the chapter. I finally decided I liked the Kudo spelling of Yohji's name better than Kudou. I know it's probably incorrect, but oh well. I also should warn everyone, I'm not too great at romance scenes. So if it sucks, I'm sorry. But, you do kinda get a hidden lemon in this chapter. But you don't actually get to read about it. But it's there. Trust me. ^_^ Oh, and Brad's in this chapter. As well as a very small Farfie part. Also, I should mention why Ken's actin' all OOC. In an episode of a great show called Due South, one of the main characters gets very cold. When he does, he goes kinda… loopy. Sayin weird stuff, messin up metaphors, and whatnot. That's how I kinda based the Ken thing. I also got a quote from that show. ^_^ Yohji says it. But I won't spoil it for anyone. If anyone can figure it out, kudos for you! *hands out Weiss plushies to everyone* Lemme know what you all think, and review!
One final note. Happy Birthday Yo-Tan!!!!
Sleepless Night
By Unproductivity
"Where the hell are you off to?" Schludig turned to view a very sleepy and unhappy looking Brad Crawford. "It's not even four o'clock yet. I don't think even Kudo would still be up."
Schludig grinned. "Actually, Kudo's the one I'm gonna go visit."
Brad's eyebrows made the funny fishhook shape. "What? Why?"
"Cause he needs my help."
"I'm sure," Brad said, sarcastically.
"No, really. Trust me, he's not into me at all. He's in love with Hidaka."
This seemed to wake the American up easier than a forty ounce cup of pure caffeine. "What?! You're kidding."
"Nope. But look, if you wanna know more, come with me. I gotta get over there and let them in. They're locked outside, and Hidaka doesn't have a shirt." Schludig paused. "Well, he kinda does… but-"
Brad pulled on his winter coat. "This…I want to see. Hidaka and Kudo, huh?"
"Weeee~hee!!!" A faint cry of extreme happiness was heard from the living quarters of a certain Irishman.
"What the hell is he doing now?" Brad asked, almost afraid to know.
"He's probably stabbing his pillow again. Apparently, flying feathers hurt God," Schludig held the door open as he and Brad left the room.
* * *
"Yaw know what, Yohji?"
"What, Ken?" Yohji had listened to Ken babble nonsense fro the past fifteen minutes or so, and was currently silently cursing Schludig for all that the German was worth. Which to Yohji, wasn't much. But, Yohji didn't dare ignore Ken. He was afraid if Ken lost his consciousness, he may not get it back. So Yohji was going to keep Ken talking, even if it drove the blond crazy.
"There's red potatoes, and green… green… towels. But…" Ken trailed off.
"What else is there, Kenken?" Yohji asked.
"There's…. Oh yeah! But, no ships like friends."
"Friendship?" Yohji offered his correction timidly.
"Yeah!! That's what I meant. You're the best, Yohji." Ken smiled.
"Well, I try. So what else do you know, Ken?"
"Uh… I know songs." Ken nodded in agreement with himself.
"Wanna sing one for me?" Yohji suggested.
"But I can't sing."
"Yes you can. I've heard you."
"When?!" Ken started to slink down out of the shirt, his face turning beat red. "Oh god…" Yohji pulled Ken back up.
"Stay. Sing. If I know the song, I'll join in. How about that?"
"You'd do that?" Ken asked, wide-eyed.
"Of course. Now pick a song and sing."
"Hmmm…" Ken's brain buzzed around for a bit before settling down on a easy song he knew. "I like peanut butter, I like when pop goes fizz.. Do you know that one Yo-tan?" Ken asked, craning his head around to look at Yohji, a huge smile plastered on his face.
Yohji smiled slightly at the use of his nickname. "No, Kenken, I'm afraid I don't."
"Oh, well, it's a great song. Just wait until I get to the end," he said, nodding. Yohji's smile grew at the seriousness Ken showed for his little song. "I like peanut butter, I like when pop goes 'fizz', I like Yohji, just the way he is." Ken smiled up at Yohji again. "Isn't it a great song, Yohji?"
Yohji tightened his grip on Ken, hugging him closer. "Yeah, it is. Thanks, Ken."
"You're my best friend… Yohji…" Ken trailed off, and his head started to go limp, but before Yohji could panic, he saw a car pulling into the alleyway.
Finally. He thought.
Inside the car, Brad Crawford could hardly believe the sight that greeted him. Kudo and Hidaka were cuddling in the below zero weather. "My god," he said. "You were right."
"You know," Schludig started. "You're the one with the future seeing thingy. Why didn't you see this coming?"
"Hey. I was probably sleeping when this… relationship was blooming."
"So you don't get like… odd visions in your sleep? Like dreams?"
"No. Most of the time I have somewhat normal dreams." He paused. "Usually." Brad blinked twice and thought about what he just said.
"Yeah, your mind's not too useful when you've just woken up, huh." Schludig said, chuckling as he and Brad got out of the car. "Yo! You need a key, Kudo?"
"Yes. Please. Need to get in." Yohji said, motioning with his head towards the door. Schludig chuckled again as he walked over to the Weiss boys. Yohji slipped out of his shirt, keeping it on Ken. Then he tried moving, and failed. "Hey Shu, can you get Ken? It would appear that I've lost the use of my legs."
Schludig smirked ad Yohji, but kneeled down and grabbed Ken anyway. As they made their way to the door, Brad stood, towering over Yohji.
"I suppose you would like help," Brad said, expecting Yohji to lie and try to keep some of his pride.
"Yes please!" Yohji said, smiling like a little kid and holding out both arms. Brad looked shocked for a bit, but then smiled and hauled the blonde to his feet. With Yohji's arm slung over his shoulder, Brad made his way to the door just as Schludig and Ken were entering the building.
Schludig half dragged, half carried Ken over to the couch and plopped him down onto it. Ken immediately grabbed the discarded blanket and wrapped it around himself, his teeth chattering.
Once they got inside, Yohji hobbled over to the counter. Leaning against it, he picked up his left foot and bent his knee as far as it would go, catching his foot with his right hand behind his back. He held it there for a bit, then repeated the process with his right foot and left hand. Once he did this, his legs felt much better. He walked over to where Ken was bundled up in his blanket and knelt down in front of him. "Ken, do you wanna warm up?"
Ken nodded.
"Do you think you can stand up on your own?"
Ken shook his head. Yohji sighed, but then smiled at Ken.
"You sure are lucky that I love you."
Ken might have been a little out of it because of the cold, but his eyes widened with shock at Yohji's words. What? Love… like a brother love? Or … the hell?
Ken didn't have much time to think about it, though, as Yohji scooped him up in his arms and left the room.
"Hey Brad," Schludig called out. "Want some hot chocolate? The stuff's layin' out."
"Hot chocolate? Does it have caffeine?" Brad asked, starting to feel sleepy again. The shock had worn off, and the poor American wanted his sleep back.
"Uh… I guess so. Chocolate has caffeine, doesn't it?"
A few minutes later, Schludig came back out and handed Brad a cup. "So, where do you think Kudo took him?" he asked, grinning.
"Dunno. He said something about getting warm, didn't he?"
"Why don't you use your future thingy? You're more awake now," Schludig suggested, taking a sip of his chocolate.
"No way. Kudo told Ken that he loved him. I don't wanna look into that future and see something that I don't wanna see."
"Awww. I wanna see it!" Schludig pouted.
"Hentai. Anyway, I can't always pick and choose when I get the visions. But I could probably block the ones I don't want to see."
"Ah. You'll have to explain that to me sometime. But not anytime in the near future." They both sipped their chocolate in silence for a few minutes. "So what's actually going on in their minds, Schu?"
"Well, Kudo meant what he said. I know that much," Schludig said, thoughtfully.
"He really loves Hidaka?"
"Yup. And it's not just one of those 'I didn't wanna fuck you, but you're pretty when you're mine' kinda things."
"Wow. Nice analogy," Brad said, slightly impressed.
"Thanks. But it's probably copyrighted." Schludig grinned.
"So what does Hidaka think about all of this?"
"He's confused. You see, I think he's kinda had a crush on Kudo for a while, and was starting to fall for him, but he doesn't want a one time thing. Plus, he's confused by Kudo's meaning for 'love'. Or something like that. I dunno. I don't want to get too nosy right now. They're in the shower."
The hot chocolate was indeed hot, as Schludig found out as it as it sprayed across his face. He glared at the American sitting across from him who had more of the liquid dripping from his mouth. "What?! In the shower? Both of them?!"
Instead of answering right away, Schludig slowly got up and walked over the counter and grabbed a washcloth to dry his face. "Yes, Bradley." Schludig used the nickname he knew Brad hated. Brad glared at the German, but then he realized the cause of the sudden mood change and smiled.
"Sorry," he said, getting up and walking over to Schludig.
"Yeah, yeah, just help me clean it off."
"Well, they're up in the shower right?" Brad asked, his voice growing low.
"Yeah," Schludig answered, wondering what Brad was up to.
"So they probably won't be down here anytime real soon," Brad said, leaning in to kiss Schludig's cheek where it was stained a chocolate brown color. He pushed his tongue through his lips and licked the chocolate away. "Mmm…" he murmured.
"Brad," Schludig said, quietly.
"Hm?" Brad replied, licking away more chocolate.
"Aww, fuck it. We'll just have to remember to clean up afterwards." Schludig said, giving in to Brad (and his own) wants.
* * *
"Yohji, Where are we going?" Ken asked, his head still a little woozy.
"Well, we're both freezing, and since we don't have a tub, I'd say the shower. Think you can walk yet? You're getting kinda heavy." Ken blushed and nodded. Yohji gently set him down but kept Ken's arm around his neck for support. They stumbled the rest of the way to the bathroom together. Once they got inside, they both began to strip down to their boxers. Yohji started the water up, and turned to face Ken.
"Ken, I'm sorry, but I really want to get warmed up too, and since we've only got the one shower. Plus, I'm not too sure you'd be able to keep standing too well in there on your own."
Ken just stared at Yohji, obviously not getting what Yohji was saying.
"I've turned on the hot water, we're going to get in, both of us, and warm up. If you're uncomfortable with this, just say so, and I guess I could let you go first -"
"It's not that, Yohji…"
"It's what I said earlier, isn't it?" Yohji said, sighing. "Before coming up here."
Ken nodded.
"Well, what can I say? I do like you Ken, a lot. I've been having these feelings for a while now," Yohji said, placing his hands on Ken's shoulders. "C'mon. Let's get in there and warm up a bit. I want to talk, but I'm cold." Ken smiled a little and nodded before stepping into the shower.
Neither of them spoke for a few minutes. They let the warm water from the showerhead coat their bodies and warm them. Yohji stood with Ken's back to him. The blonde had slid his arms around Ken's waist and was holding him against his own body, to help support Ken.
"Ken," he started.
"No, Yohji. Stop. I know how you are with women, and I guess men too, using lines and getting them into your bed. Then you sleep with them… and then… then… you don't even care… and…" Ken began to stumble over his own words as he tried to find his voice, which had seemed to have run away from him.
"Shhh." Yohji held Ken tighter and whispered into his ear. "Ken, listen to me. Earlier this night, when you were complaining about the cold, it took all of my willpower to not leave a permanent dent in Aya's face. He can be such a jerk sometimes. It also took all of my willpower to not wrap you up in the biggest bear hug I could manage to get you warm. I seriously have very strong feelings for you Ken. I know this doesn't sound too romantic or whatever, but well, this has only happened one other time for me, Ken. She was my whole life."
"But that's different, Yohji."
"How?"
"Cause… that's then, and now we're-"
"Killers. I know. But Ken, I can't just ignore this. I truly love you. And not just for one or two nights. I wanna be with you all the time."
"Why?" Ken asked, still skeptical. Yohji sighed again.
"Because, Ken. You're you."
Ken turned around to face Yohji. "What?"
Yohji smiled down at Ken. He placed his hand under Ken's chin. He tilted it up and leaned down.
Ken felt his eyes close the moment Yohji's lips met his. Unconsciously, his arms moved up and circled around Yohji's neck and he felt Yohji's arms move around his waist.
Yohji noticed the lack of rejection in Ken, so he decided to take it up a notch. He opened his mouth slightly and ran his tongue on Ken's lips. Ken must have understood Yohji's intensions, because he parted his lips, letting Yohji have access to his mouth. As the kiss deepened, Ken's arms left Yohji's' neck and found a new home in the wet mop on Yohji's head.
Yohji decided it would be best to end the kiss there, before he got too worked up and did something he's regret later. Ken opened his eyes and looked up at Yohji. He searched the blonde's eyes and saw a hint of lust, but it was almost completely masked by love. Love for him.
Ken closed his eyes and let out a sigh of relief. He wasn't worried anymore. Yohji did love him. And, he meant it. Ken rested his head against Yohji's bare chest.
"Yohji?"
"Yeah?"
"I'm sorry. For doubting you, I mean. Truth is, I've always liked you too. But I figured I didn't have a chance."
"So, you wanna try for a relationship?" Yohji asked, his voice full of hope.
Ken smiled. "Yeah. Tha'd be nice." Yohji smiled back and kissed the top of Ken's head.
"Great. Now let's get out of here and into a nice warm bed. It'll warm up quicker with two people in it."
* * *
"Damn, Brad. I think that's the quickest-"
"Shut up! I don't know if they're gonna be coming back anytime soon." Brad said, obviously recovering from his pride being shot down. He searched for his pants that had been carelessly discarded only minutes before.
Schludig hopped off of the table where he had been laying down. He too, searched for his clothes. "Nah, they're gonna go to bed," he said, pointing out Brad's belt to him.
"Well, that's a relief. Together?" Brad asked. Schludig paused for a moment, and then replied.
"Together. But they're not gonna do it."
"Why?" Brad asked, confused.
"Cause Kudo's gonna wait. He really loves Hidaka. Did you know he waited for almost a month after admitting his feelings to Asuka before they did anything?"
"Wow. Kudos for Kudo." Brad blinked.
"Heh. Sex warps your brain too, huh?"
"Shut up!" Brad said. Schludig chuckled as the two assassins left the building.
The end!
Hope you all enjoyed. Hopefully, I'll be able to write an omake Lemon for you all. It'll be interesting. Thank you all for waiting for me to get through this. I'm sorry again for the lengthy space between these last few chapters. I guess I just didn't know where to go with it. A special thanks goes out to UA. ^_^ *waves* She kinda helped in getting my brain going.
So, hopefully you'll all see me again soon. With fun citrus! ^_^