Title: Never Gonna Get Us
Warning: Yaoi
Pairing: YohjixKen
Disclaimer: Don't own Weiss Kreuz and I don't own the song that I based this title off. It's Never Gonna Get Us by Tatu.
Author Note: Surprise! I apologize sincerely for never updating this again. I stumbled upon it and decided that I really should bring it back. That along with my other fan fictions (not necessarily under this name). I'm gonna work very hard since Anime Mid Atlantic is coming up this coming Friday and I can't wait! Another fan fiction that I am probably going to have to update on is die Sonne Scheint (on my old ff.net name). Although that will probably be deleted and re-posted under this name. But I'm going to loose all of my wonderful reviews so when you see that up again check it out! Meanwhile, enjoy this update. ^_^
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"Ken-kun! It's time for dinner!" Omi look expectantly up the stairs. After no reply, he returned to their small kitchen sadly. "He's still in his room."
Yohji got up from his seat at the table and grinned slightly before ruffling Omi's hair. "Don't worry, Chibi. I'll go check on him. Keep dinner warm, okay?"
"Hai, Yohji-kun." Omi smiled at the usual annoying hair ruffling. 'Poor Yohji-kun,' he though. 'I hope he won't give up on Ken-kun.'
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Ken stared at the ceiling, trying to remember what he could which seemed to be about nothing concerning these three guys. He knew he had soccer and he knew what happened at least. He remembered the licking flames of the fire and he remembered the bitter taste of betrayal. And then, like the his career, his memories died. Blank. After that it was all blank besides the few seconds with the taller blonde he recalled. Still, he wasn't sure if that was real or just a dream. It didn't feel real. He wasn't sure if he wanted it to be real, but he did know that he had to find out.
A knock on his door woke him from his mental pep-talk. "Come in."
"KenKen, Omi called you for dinner but..." Yohji stopped and looked down at the photo strewn floor. Pictures of them all together in the flower shop, at the carnival they'd all gone to, on their birthdays.
Ken looked down at the floor as well. "Ah...I'm sorry...Yohji-kun. It's just that...I was looking through the photos and they fell."
Yohji didn't know what hurt more. The fact that Ken called him "Yohji-kun" or that he had just lied to him. "I see. It's dinner time."
"Hai! I'll be down in a minute." Ken smiled sheepishly and got up to go down with a man he'd known he hurt but couldn't remember why.
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"And then there was the time that Aya-kun chased you and Yohji around the flower shop for spraying him with the water hose!"
Ken watched the others fondly remember that time that he had forgotten. These...friend's of his were trying to jumpstart his memory, but it had yet to work. Dinner was done but Ken still picked at his desert. But now as the night grew later, they all had hope that somehow Ken would remember something. They watched him carefully for any sign of recollection until a new red-head with bouncing red curls came in.
"Manx-san!"
A fork clattered to the ground as Ken stared at the woman. He knew this woman. He knew she brought something with her every time she came that made him want to run away. He knew he dreaded doing what she asked. Most importantly, he knew that he'd killed people before and that she was part of the reason why.
"No!" He screamed, standing up as his chair fell down and backed away like a frightened lamb. "Please! No!"
Yohji rushed over to Ken's shaking body and embraced him like the brunette had never forgotten him. "Manx! Go to the mission room. Now!" He nearly growled as he held tighter to the scared man in his arms. Manx nodded, her curls bouncing, and rushed down to the mission room alone.
"Please...no..." Ken buried his face into Yohji's chest as a child waking from a nightmare would. "Not anymore..."
"Shh...it's okay, Sweetie. Don't worry. It's okay." The usually rowdy man whispered soothingly into the younger boy's ear and rocked gently as Omi and Aya approached him cautiously.
"Ken-kun...what's wrong? You know we wouldn't hurt you." Omi smiled at Ken who'd raised his head.
"Please don't make me do it again..."
"Do what?" Aya asked as gently as he possibly could.
"I don't want to kill anyone..."
Yohji, Omi, and Aya all locked with each other all sharing the same excited thought. 'Ken remembered!' That is, until they actually considered the situation. 'Oh no...Ken remembered...'
"We won't make you kill anyone, KenKen. Don't worry your pretty little head about it."
Ken pushed back and Yohji let go with disappointment. "But...I...I don't know why, but..." He took a deep breath. "I have to. I hate to protect someone."
"Who, Ken-kun?"
"...I don't know."
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"We're not bringing him back out there, Manx." Yohji glared at the woman with his arms crossed. "We promised him we wouldn't make him go out there."
The woman sighed tiredly. "It's a direct order from Persia, Balinese. This mission cannot be completed without the four of you. Even if Siberian is in the state of mind he is, he must join this mission. Just explain to him the situation and I'm sure he'll agree."
"But Manx-san..."
"That's an order from Persia! If you don't do as he says, you all know the consequences."
The three present members of Weiss nodded as the woman left the room. Aya looked at the two blondes. "Who..."
"I will." Yohji stood up and left.
****
Ken laid upon his bed quietly listening to Yohji explain. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad? Maybe he could just sit back and wait for the others to finish while he served as back up. Or maybe his hands would be stained again with the blood that he couldn't remember spilling. Without paying attention, chestnut brown eyes clashed with jade. "Hai. I'll do it."
"Are you sure...?" Yohji looked reluctant to even let the brunette out of this house on his own. "You know you can just say no."
"I'll do it."
"Alright." Yohji got up and walked to the door but turned around at the last minute. "Just remember. We'll all be watching your back." Ken nodded and Yohji left him to let him battle his memories.
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Author Note: Thank you to my past reviewers and once again I'm sorry for the wait! Right after posting this chapter I'm going to look into doing another chapter and then working on another chapter of die Sonne Scheint! Remember that soon I'll be switching that story to my "Jenken" name. Sankyuu in advance for any reviews! ^_~
Warning: Yaoi
Pairing: YohjixKen
Disclaimer: Don't own Weiss Kreuz and I don't own the song that I based this title off. It's Never Gonna Get Us by Tatu.
Author Note: Surprise! I apologize sincerely for never updating this again. I stumbled upon it and decided that I really should bring it back. That along with my other fan fictions (not necessarily under this name). I'm gonna work very hard since Anime Mid Atlantic is coming up this coming Friday and I can't wait! Another fan fiction that I am probably going to have to update on is die Sonne Scheint (on my old ff.net name). Although that will probably be deleted and re-posted under this name. But I'm going to loose all of my wonderful reviews so when you see that up again check it out! Meanwhile, enjoy this update. ^_^
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"Ken-kun! It's time for dinner!" Omi look expectantly up the stairs. After no reply, he returned to their small kitchen sadly. "He's still in his room."
Yohji got up from his seat at the table and grinned slightly before ruffling Omi's hair. "Don't worry, Chibi. I'll go check on him. Keep dinner warm, okay?"
"Hai, Yohji-kun." Omi smiled at the usual annoying hair ruffling. 'Poor Yohji-kun,' he though. 'I hope he won't give up on Ken-kun.'
****
Ken stared at the ceiling, trying to remember what he could which seemed to be about nothing concerning these three guys. He knew he had soccer and he knew what happened at least. He remembered the licking flames of the fire and he remembered the bitter taste of betrayal. And then, like the his career, his memories died. Blank. After that it was all blank besides the few seconds with the taller blonde he recalled. Still, he wasn't sure if that was real or just a dream. It didn't feel real. He wasn't sure if he wanted it to be real, but he did know that he had to find out.
A knock on his door woke him from his mental pep-talk. "Come in."
"KenKen, Omi called you for dinner but..." Yohji stopped and looked down at the photo strewn floor. Pictures of them all together in the flower shop, at the carnival they'd all gone to, on their birthdays.
Ken looked down at the floor as well. "Ah...I'm sorry...Yohji-kun. It's just that...I was looking through the photos and they fell."
Yohji didn't know what hurt more. The fact that Ken called him "Yohji-kun" or that he had just lied to him. "I see. It's dinner time."
"Hai! I'll be down in a minute." Ken smiled sheepishly and got up to go down with a man he'd known he hurt but couldn't remember why.
****
"And then there was the time that Aya-kun chased you and Yohji around the flower shop for spraying him with the water hose!"
Ken watched the others fondly remember that time that he had forgotten. These...friend's of his were trying to jumpstart his memory, but it had yet to work. Dinner was done but Ken still picked at his desert. But now as the night grew later, they all had hope that somehow Ken would remember something. They watched him carefully for any sign of recollection until a new red-head with bouncing red curls came in.
"Manx-san!"
A fork clattered to the ground as Ken stared at the woman. He knew this woman. He knew she brought something with her every time she came that made him want to run away. He knew he dreaded doing what she asked. Most importantly, he knew that he'd killed people before and that she was part of the reason why.
"No!" He screamed, standing up as his chair fell down and backed away like a frightened lamb. "Please! No!"
Yohji rushed over to Ken's shaking body and embraced him like the brunette had never forgotten him. "Manx! Go to the mission room. Now!" He nearly growled as he held tighter to the scared man in his arms. Manx nodded, her curls bouncing, and rushed down to the mission room alone.
"Please...no..." Ken buried his face into Yohji's chest as a child waking from a nightmare would. "Not anymore..."
"Shh...it's okay, Sweetie. Don't worry. It's okay." The usually rowdy man whispered soothingly into the younger boy's ear and rocked gently as Omi and Aya approached him cautiously.
"Ken-kun...what's wrong? You know we wouldn't hurt you." Omi smiled at Ken who'd raised his head.
"Please don't make me do it again..."
"Do what?" Aya asked as gently as he possibly could.
"I don't want to kill anyone..."
Yohji, Omi, and Aya all locked with each other all sharing the same excited thought. 'Ken remembered!' That is, until they actually considered the situation. 'Oh no...Ken remembered...'
"We won't make you kill anyone, KenKen. Don't worry your pretty little head about it."
Ken pushed back and Yohji let go with disappointment. "But...I...I don't know why, but..." He took a deep breath. "I have to. I hate to protect someone."
"Who, Ken-kun?"
"...I don't know."
****
"We're not bringing him back out there, Manx." Yohji glared at the woman with his arms crossed. "We promised him we wouldn't make him go out there."
The woman sighed tiredly. "It's a direct order from Persia, Balinese. This mission cannot be completed without the four of you. Even if Siberian is in the state of mind he is, he must join this mission. Just explain to him the situation and I'm sure he'll agree."
"But Manx-san..."
"That's an order from Persia! If you don't do as he says, you all know the consequences."
The three present members of Weiss nodded as the woman left the room. Aya looked at the two blondes. "Who..."
"I will." Yohji stood up and left.
****
Ken laid upon his bed quietly listening to Yohji explain. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad? Maybe he could just sit back and wait for the others to finish while he served as back up. Or maybe his hands would be stained again with the blood that he couldn't remember spilling. Without paying attention, chestnut brown eyes clashed with jade. "Hai. I'll do it."
"Are you sure...?" Yohji looked reluctant to even let the brunette out of this house on his own. "You know you can just say no."
"I'll do it."
"Alright." Yohji got up and walked to the door but turned around at the last minute. "Just remember. We'll all be watching your back." Ken nodded and Yohji left him to let him battle his memories.
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Author Note: Thank you to my past reviewers and once again I'm sorry for the wait! Right after posting this chapter I'm going to look into doing another chapter and then working on another chapter of die Sonne Scheint! Remember that soon I'll be switching that story to my "Jenken" name. Sankyuu in advance for any reviews! ^_~
