Weeeeeee! Chapter two already! Thanks for the reviews! I guess I have to keep 'em coming now!

p.s. I don'town any part of Weiß.



********Chapter 2: And So We Danced********

"Ken! Aren't you ready yet?" Youji was yelling from the living room. "Your date's waiting!"

"Yeah, yeah.. I'm coming." Once again he bounded down the stairs, but this time wearing a patent leather shirt and pants.

"Oh my." Youji nearly fell over. "Kenken, you never told me you wear -those- clothes dancing." He panted. "You're hot!" Ken blushed and inched over towards Aya. "So what's this about my date?" he looked around cheerfully.

"Right behind you." Youji was obviously jealous. He turned around to face Aya, who was curiously eyeing his new companion. "Shall we go?" the older man reached for his arm. Ken was too shocked to reply. His redheaded colleague had to pull him out of the apartment.



"What? Nobody ever told me that I'd have to pretend I was -gay-! Nobody ever said that this was a -gay- club we're going to!" his cheeks were red from shouting at the top of his lungs for the last mile or so.

Aya's reply was short and full of venom. "Shut up ken. Deal with it."

He rolled his eyes. "C'mon Aya. tell me that this isn't what you'd planned either. -please-?" he begged with those puppy-dog eyes. Aya stifled a chuckle. "If you were paying attention, you would've known all this."

"So this doesn't bother you?" his cheeks reddened again. Aya shrugged. "I do what I'm paid to do. Even if that means being your lover for a night."

"Oh! You -ass-! What a crappy lover you are! You don't even care about my feelings!"

This time, Aya had to laugh. "So that means you agree to it then. Good." He froze. What was he saying? Him and Aya lovers? Eeeeeewww!

"Ssh. we're here." They entered the club. The place was atrocious. Crowds of sweaty, stinky, drunk people filled every corner. Everywhere he turned someone was making out. There were a couple teenage guys strip dancing on the stage at the end of the room. He hadn't even been there for more than five minutes and he was already being clawed at. "C'mon, Kenken.let's dance." Aya grabbed him. He tried to glare, but the song was too good.he just had to dance. He got so into the music, he actually did dance with Aya.and he loved it too. He sang the words in the redhead's ear, trying to enjoy the atmosphere. Only when the song ended did he realize what he'd done. Aya stared at him, obviously shocked. "Really Kenken.I had no idea. I thought Youji was just kidding." He cursed himself as all the blood in his body headed for his face.

"Well. I. the mission. " A slender finger on his lips silenced his attempts.

"Kenken. if you're gonna be like that. you're mine." He was truly terrified by the grin that crossed that pale, usually emotionless face. He must have turned every shade of red on the planet. "C'mon.let's get something to drink." His muscles no longer worked for him. It was as if Aya had stolen that right from him.

"But, Aya, I don't drink!"

"Frankly, Kenken, I don't give a royal rat's ass. Our target's are over there."

"Oh!" he obeyed, following the older boy to the bar.

"Shit. There they go again." Ken watched as the middle-aged males headed back out onto the dance floor.

Aya grabbed his hand. "It's a slow song, that's why. Come on, we have to follow. " he started to protest, but gave up. Why should he? He'd lost every battle thus far. They arrived at a spot on the floor near the targets. "Kenken, dance with me, please?"

He didn't even whine. He just threw himself limply onto the older boy. Irritation radiated from him. "I'm going to kill you when this is over with." They swayed to the music.

"I'm sure you will." Aya whispered into his ear. "And I'm sure I'll enjoy it." Ken blushed, but he didn't have the guts to look at him.

Time slowed as they danced. Seconds became minutes, minutes became hours. He leaned against aye's toned chest, cradled in his arms. He sighed. He liked this feeling. It was something he'd never felt before. Total freedom. The smell of the older boy's aftershave was light and heavenly. (Just right. He's perfect.) he felt hands moved up his back as arms tightened around him. Aya moved closer to his ear, nuzzling against his neck. "Ken. " He ran his fingers up and down Aya's back, pulling him closer. "Aya. "