To Steal Your Love pt.9
Disclaimer: you know the drill; it isn't mine, bla bla bla.
A/N: you know, I never understood before how some one could get bored of writing their own fic. I get it now. I'm so sick of this one. I'll probably finish it in the next couple chapters or so cause I can't stand it any more. Then I'll start something new and maybe work on updating more frequently. Any way, braces suck, now on with the fic.
*****
As quietly as he possibly could the dark haired boy crept into the dark room. He knew the other was a light sleeper and if he woke him his whole plan would be ruined, mission failed. And Aya would probably laugh at him too but that was beside the point. So, as quietly as he.
CRASH!
STUMBLE!
THUD!
Ken looked up at the figure on the bed from his undignified position on the floor and sighed. Still asleep, good. So much for light sleeper though, honestly, what kind of assassin was this kid? Oh well, he wasn't complaining. Best not to push ones luck though, quietly he turned over and crawled across the floor on his hands and knees to Omi's bed.
Hm, kid was cute when he was sleeping. Ah not supposed to be thinking that, Ken shook his head to clear his thoughts. Back to the task at hand, he pulled the string and button out of his pocket. It was close enough to a watch right? Then he dangled it over the small blondes head and began to swing it rhythmically.
"You are getting sleepy, very. wait, you're already asleep huh?" Ken whispered to the sleeping form on the bed.
"Ok ok, start over," he said stopping the swinging of the button. "You are already sleeeeeeeping." he began again in what he believed was a hypnotic voice and once again beginning the rhythmic swinging of the button. "Veeeerrryy much sleeeeepppiiiing. you will believe every thing I tell youuuuu, because it's aaaaaaallll truuuuuuue."
"Truuuuue." the small blonde muttered sleepily and Ken grinned. It was working.
"Omi, you do not love Ken, you only like Ken, like you like your friends. Who you really love is Yohji. Say it Omi, tell me who you love."
"Yohji. kun." the blonde whispered sleepily. Kens grin widened, just wait till Aya heard about this.
"Yes Omi, Yohji. You love him very, very much, more then any one else in the world. Understand?" the youngest Weiss nodded his head slightly. "Good." Ken smiled.
"Now, who do you love Omi?"
"Yohji-kun." the blond mumbled.
"Uh-huh. And who's your best-friend?" The brunette asked nodding.
"Na-gi."
"HUH?" Ken looked shocked. He thought for sure that he was the little blonds best friend. Ok, well that was a little disappointing, but he could handle it. Try again.
"What is Ken to you Omi?"
"Friend." The boy said, his breath hitching a little as he spoke. Ken smiled, that was good, friend worked. But now he was curious.
"Good, and what is Aya to you Omi?" Omi's angelic face frowned in thought at that, but then it relaxed a bit, though he still looked slightly upset.
"Boyfriend. stealer." He said quietly but not quite as mumbled as the others had been. That wasn't good, Ken thought, must fix that.
"No Omi, Aya's your friend too. Friend."
". Friend." Omi mumbled. Ken nodded.
"Right, friend. Now Omi, when I snap my fingers, you're going to wake up. You will remember all of what I said subconsciously only, and you will know that it's true, Then you will go back to sleep. Understand?"
The blonde nodded again and Ken imitated the movement. Then He slowly backed away from the blonde's bed and walked quietly over to the door, making sure not to trip on the shoes that had caused his earlier fall.
Once out side the door Ken reached one hand in and snapped his fingers then quickly pulled the door shut and hurried to his room.
Back in his own room Omi sat up, instantly wide awake. He looked around trying to figure out what had woken him and when he found nothing he laid back down and fell asleep again.
*****
The warm arms of the man he knew so well encircled his waist from behind and he leaned into the embrace.
Hungry lips and teeth nipped at his ear startling him slightly before a soft tong gently darted out to sooth the ear.
Then the mouth moved down his neck to his collarbone and concentrated its attentions there. He moaned softly at the sensations brought on by said attention.
The embrace on his waist loosened as he was slowly turned to face the one that was giving him this affection.
The kisses moved form the collarbone back up the neck and he tilted his head back in compliance to the mouth that sucked lightly on his Adams apple before moving further towards his own mouth.
Eyes closed, the two engaged in a breath-taking kiss that seemed to last for hours.
He slowly opened his sapphire eyes as they separated and stared into a pair of beautiful jade green ones.
Then both pairs of eyes closed again and their lips met once more.
The sensation of falling followed before he landed softly on a bed, the weight of the other on top of him.
The mouth moved once more and began to trail kisses down his already bare chest.
Lower and lower it went, the soft tong dipping into his belly button then going lower still.
And lower and lower and lower and.
*****
"OH MY GOD!" The small blonde sat straight up in bed eyes wide and gasping for breath. Where had that come from? He knew his dreams had been bad lately but they had never gone that far before. Probably the only reason the dream hadn't continued was because he really had know idea what would happen at that point.
Then another thought hit him. That wasn't Ken; Ken did not have jade green eyes. He only knew one person in the world that had eyes that color.
Kudou Yohji.
*****
"Morning Omi!" Ken smiled as the blonde wandered into the kitchen. Aya looked up and nodded his greetings at the blonde.
"Morning, Ken-kun, Aya-kun." he responded smiling sweetly.
"Did you sleep well?" Ken asked casually. Omi's step faltered for just a second as he headed to the fridge but no one appeared to notice.
"Just fine Ken-kun, you?" he replied.
"Fine." Ken replied smirking he gave Aya a 'did you see that?' look to which Aya nodded having also seen the supposedly 'unnoticed' falter in step.
Omi saw none of this exchange however, because his head was in the fridge.
"That's good." he replied turning to face the two again, now with orange juice in his hand. Yohji entered the room just as Omi reached the room just as Omi began pouring himself a glass of juice. He Yawned a good morning to every one as he stretched one arm over his head.
Ken dropped his coffee mug, Omi knocked his glass over sending juice everywhere, and Aya simply stared.
"What?" The lanky blonde asked indignantly.
"It's before noon." Ken said still staring in shock.
"It's before eight." Omi added his face a perfect imitation of Ken's.
"We didn't have to drag you kicking and screaming out of bed." Aya stated staring at Yohji as if he had grown a second head over night. Yohji just shrugged.
"Didn't sleep well, to many dreams. There was no point in staying in bed if I was just going to keep waking up from dreams."
The other three just continued staring.
"Oooooookaaaaay." Yohji commented dryly, "are you guys always like this in the morning? Maybe I should just go back to bed."
Aya blinked and Ken and Omi shook their heads.
"N-no Yohji-kun, we're not usually like this, just surprised is all, it's ok, you don't have to leave." Omi said as he grabbed a cloth to clean up the mess of coffee and orange juice he and Ken had made.
"Yeah." Ken said shaking his head and chuckling a little. "It's just a little weird to see you before at least noon is all, you know with out one of us pouring water over your head or something." Yohji just shrugged yawning again.
"So what kept you up all night Yohji-kun? What were you dreaming about?" Omi asked sweetly but avoided Yohji's eyes. What surprised Aya and Ken a bit was the way the older blonde also seemed to be avoiding Omi's.
"Oh you know, same old weird stuff, dreams that don't make any sense." Yohji said looking at the door.
"Oh yeah," Omi replied still looking down, "I understand perfectly." Yohji smiled a little but the smile seemed fake. An awkward silence followed. After a few minutes Omi stood up and placed his glass in the sink stating that he had to get to school and Yohji headed up stairs with the excuse of needing a shower (or was it an excuse? cold cold!) Aya and Ken looked at each other for a moment before Ken spoke.
"You know Omi's school doesn't start for another hour right?" Ken asked. Aya smirked.
"Yeah."
"Told you it'd work." Ken replied smirking back. Aya scoffed.
"We'll see, Ken, we'll see."
TBC.
A/N: Sorry it took so long to get the chapter out. I want to be done with it already but I'm too lazy to work on it. Ow. My mouth hurts. Got braces yesterday and um. ow. Ok so well, yeah. I'll get the next part out when I get it out, which may be a while cause I'm not quite sure what I'm doing next but yeah. In any case it'll be over soon. Ja ne minna. And don't forget to review, as with all authors, when I get reviews, I write more and faster.
Disclaimer: you know the drill; it isn't mine, bla bla bla.
A/N: you know, I never understood before how some one could get bored of writing their own fic. I get it now. I'm so sick of this one. I'll probably finish it in the next couple chapters or so cause I can't stand it any more. Then I'll start something new and maybe work on updating more frequently. Any way, braces suck, now on with the fic.
*****
As quietly as he possibly could the dark haired boy crept into the dark room. He knew the other was a light sleeper and if he woke him his whole plan would be ruined, mission failed. And Aya would probably laugh at him too but that was beside the point. So, as quietly as he.
CRASH!
STUMBLE!
THUD!
Ken looked up at the figure on the bed from his undignified position on the floor and sighed. Still asleep, good. So much for light sleeper though, honestly, what kind of assassin was this kid? Oh well, he wasn't complaining. Best not to push ones luck though, quietly he turned over and crawled across the floor on his hands and knees to Omi's bed.
Hm, kid was cute when he was sleeping. Ah not supposed to be thinking that, Ken shook his head to clear his thoughts. Back to the task at hand, he pulled the string and button out of his pocket. It was close enough to a watch right? Then he dangled it over the small blondes head and began to swing it rhythmically.
"You are getting sleepy, very. wait, you're already asleep huh?" Ken whispered to the sleeping form on the bed.
"Ok ok, start over," he said stopping the swinging of the button. "You are already sleeeeeeeping." he began again in what he believed was a hypnotic voice and once again beginning the rhythmic swinging of the button. "Veeeerrryy much sleeeeepppiiiing. you will believe every thing I tell youuuuu, because it's aaaaaaallll truuuuuuue."
"Truuuuue." the small blonde muttered sleepily and Ken grinned. It was working.
"Omi, you do not love Ken, you only like Ken, like you like your friends. Who you really love is Yohji. Say it Omi, tell me who you love."
"Yohji. kun." the blonde whispered sleepily. Kens grin widened, just wait till Aya heard about this.
"Yes Omi, Yohji. You love him very, very much, more then any one else in the world. Understand?" the youngest Weiss nodded his head slightly. "Good." Ken smiled.
"Now, who do you love Omi?"
"Yohji-kun." the blond mumbled.
"Uh-huh. And who's your best-friend?" The brunette asked nodding.
"Na-gi."
"HUH?" Ken looked shocked. He thought for sure that he was the little blonds best friend. Ok, well that was a little disappointing, but he could handle it. Try again.
"What is Ken to you Omi?"
"Friend." The boy said, his breath hitching a little as he spoke. Ken smiled, that was good, friend worked. But now he was curious.
"Good, and what is Aya to you Omi?" Omi's angelic face frowned in thought at that, but then it relaxed a bit, though he still looked slightly upset.
"Boyfriend. stealer." He said quietly but not quite as mumbled as the others had been. That wasn't good, Ken thought, must fix that.
"No Omi, Aya's your friend too. Friend."
". Friend." Omi mumbled. Ken nodded.
"Right, friend. Now Omi, when I snap my fingers, you're going to wake up. You will remember all of what I said subconsciously only, and you will know that it's true, Then you will go back to sleep. Understand?"
The blonde nodded again and Ken imitated the movement. Then He slowly backed away from the blonde's bed and walked quietly over to the door, making sure not to trip on the shoes that had caused his earlier fall.
Once out side the door Ken reached one hand in and snapped his fingers then quickly pulled the door shut and hurried to his room.
Back in his own room Omi sat up, instantly wide awake. He looked around trying to figure out what had woken him and when he found nothing he laid back down and fell asleep again.
*****
The warm arms of the man he knew so well encircled his waist from behind and he leaned into the embrace.
Hungry lips and teeth nipped at his ear startling him slightly before a soft tong gently darted out to sooth the ear.
Then the mouth moved down his neck to his collarbone and concentrated its attentions there. He moaned softly at the sensations brought on by said attention.
The embrace on his waist loosened as he was slowly turned to face the one that was giving him this affection.
The kisses moved form the collarbone back up the neck and he tilted his head back in compliance to the mouth that sucked lightly on his Adams apple before moving further towards his own mouth.
Eyes closed, the two engaged in a breath-taking kiss that seemed to last for hours.
He slowly opened his sapphire eyes as they separated and stared into a pair of beautiful jade green ones.
Then both pairs of eyes closed again and their lips met once more.
The sensation of falling followed before he landed softly on a bed, the weight of the other on top of him.
The mouth moved once more and began to trail kisses down his already bare chest.
Lower and lower it went, the soft tong dipping into his belly button then going lower still.
And lower and lower and lower and.
*****
"OH MY GOD!" The small blonde sat straight up in bed eyes wide and gasping for breath. Where had that come from? He knew his dreams had been bad lately but they had never gone that far before. Probably the only reason the dream hadn't continued was because he really had know idea what would happen at that point.
Then another thought hit him. That wasn't Ken; Ken did not have jade green eyes. He only knew one person in the world that had eyes that color.
Kudou Yohji.
*****
"Morning Omi!" Ken smiled as the blonde wandered into the kitchen. Aya looked up and nodded his greetings at the blonde.
"Morning, Ken-kun, Aya-kun." he responded smiling sweetly.
"Did you sleep well?" Ken asked casually. Omi's step faltered for just a second as he headed to the fridge but no one appeared to notice.
"Just fine Ken-kun, you?" he replied.
"Fine." Ken replied smirking he gave Aya a 'did you see that?' look to which Aya nodded having also seen the supposedly 'unnoticed' falter in step.
Omi saw none of this exchange however, because his head was in the fridge.
"That's good." he replied turning to face the two again, now with orange juice in his hand. Yohji entered the room just as Omi reached the room just as Omi began pouring himself a glass of juice. He Yawned a good morning to every one as he stretched one arm over his head.
Ken dropped his coffee mug, Omi knocked his glass over sending juice everywhere, and Aya simply stared.
"What?" The lanky blonde asked indignantly.
"It's before noon." Ken said still staring in shock.
"It's before eight." Omi added his face a perfect imitation of Ken's.
"We didn't have to drag you kicking and screaming out of bed." Aya stated staring at Yohji as if he had grown a second head over night. Yohji just shrugged.
"Didn't sleep well, to many dreams. There was no point in staying in bed if I was just going to keep waking up from dreams."
The other three just continued staring.
"Oooooookaaaaay." Yohji commented dryly, "are you guys always like this in the morning? Maybe I should just go back to bed."
Aya blinked and Ken and Omi shook their heads.
"N-no Yohji-kun, we're not usually like this, just surprised is all, it's ok, you don't have to leave." Omi said as he grabbed a cloth to clean up the mess of coffee and orange juice he and Ken had made.
"Yeah." Ken said shaking his head and chuckling a little. "It's just a little weird to see you before at least noon is all, you know with out one of us pouring water over your head or something." Yohji just shrugged yawning again.
"So what kept you up all night Yohji-kun? What were you dreaming about?" Omi asked sweetly but avoided Yohji's eyes. What surprised Aya and Ken a bit was the way the older blonde also seemed to be avoiding Omi's.
"Oh you know, same old weird stuff, dreams that don't make any sense." Yohji said looking at the door.
"Oh yeah," Omi replied still looking down, "I understand perfectly." Yohji smiled a little but the smile seemed fake. An awkward silence followed. After a few minutes Omi stood up and placed his glass in the sink stating that he had to get to school and Yohji headed up stairs with the excuse of needing a shower (or was it an excuse? cold cold!) Aya and Ken looked at each other for a moment before Ken spoke.
"You know Omi's school doesn't start for another hour right?" Ken asked. Aya smirked.
"Yeah."
"Told you it'd work." Ken replied smirking back. Aya scoffed.
"We'll see, Ken, we'll see."
TBC.
A/N: Sorry it took so long to get the chapter out. I want to be done with it already but I'm too lazy to work on it. Ow. My mouth hurts. Got braces yesterday and um. ow. Ok so well, yeah. I'll get the next part out when I get it out, which may be a while cause I'm not quite sure what I'm doing next but yeah. In any case it'll be over soon. Ja ne minna. And don't forget to review, as with all authors, when I get reviews, I write more and faster.