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********Chapter 3: The Secret's Out!********

"Oh. My. God!" Youji stood aghast. "Omi, look! Look at that!" he pointed at the dancing assassins.

"Sheesh! Are they even concentrating on the mission?" Omi's blue eyes widened.

"I don't think so. Look! They can't get any closer!"

They were swaying softly to the music, without even a millimeter between them. Ken's face was buried in the older man's shoulder. He was trying not to cry. Everything was so new to him. Everything else had disappeared but Aya. And Aya was singing softly in his ear. The whole thing was just -so- romantic. Forget that he wasn't gay! He'd worry about that after the song was over, which happened all to soon. They parted a little, but Aya brought Ken's lips so close to his own. The older man's breath was sweet. In a desperate attempt to make the moment last, his kissed the redhead full on the lips. Aya's eyes widened, but he responded with an equally passionate kiss.

"Not gay my -ass-! What's that look like to you, Omittchi?"

"Well.it looks like Aya and Ken kissing, Youji-kun." The boy was quite sarcastic.

The older blonde pulled out a cigarette. "Yeah, well..." The youngest of Wei( was eyeing him curiously. "What is it Omi? Do I have something on my face?"

"Yeah, actually. You know I hate it when you smoke." He pulled the cigarette from Youji's mouth and stepped on it.

"Heeey. Baka! What'd you do that for?"

"Exactly as I said. I hate it when you smoke. It's very gross!" he glared at the lanky blonde.

"Why do -you- care?" Youji grabbed the boy by the wrist. "C'mon. Let's go bug Aya and Ken."



Their kiss finally ended. Ken lost himself in those violet eyes. They were too easy to fall into. Aya spoke first. "Ken, I had no idea.I thought."

He shook his head. "Ssh.I don't know what happened either, but." a hand slapped his back.

"Wow! You two had me fooled. I mean, I figured Ken would've gone for it, but you Aya, I didn't think you were into that sorta thing." Youji said sardonically.

"Oh.Youji.thanks for dropping by." Ken did his best Aya impression.

"Why are you here?" the redhead snapped.

"Well, I came to back you up, but it seems Youji's here for -other- reasons." Omi chimed in. Ken stood, shaken. He avoided Youji's gaze. He glanced behind him to check the targets. They weren't going anywhere. They danced closer than he and Aya had been. Their lips locked and hands roaming. (Gross. At least we didn't look like that when we danced.)

"Go home Youji. And take your -pet- with you. He seems deprived of attention." Even though there was distinct venom in Aya's voice, Ken couldn't help but laugh. It was true, Omi was all over Youji and the older blonde hadn't even realized it! Omi merely smiled at the remark, but Youji seemed sick. He raised his chin a little.

"Fine then." And left with Omi trailing behind him.

Ken laughed even harder. He looked over to his redheaded companion, but he didn't believe what he saw. Aya was smiling!

"Aya?"

"Hm."

"They're playing another slow song." he motioned he wanted to dance.

"Ok. But this time we have to keep and eye on the targets, they could leave at any time." He wrapped his arms around the older man.