Oi, sorry for the delay in updates T_T inspiration is hard to find these days. And energy is even more rare! But here it is! Chapitre 7! Hope you like :3 it's kinda gooey.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ A Night on the Town: Discovery ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Aya almost stopped breathing. He was just now realizing what he had done. He, the cold-blooded killer had reduced himself to crying in Ken's arms for nothing so major as a mission gone wrong. Missions went wrong all the time. There was always a problem they couldn't fix. Why was this one so different? Why was he crying?

He leaned into Ken's chest. He was still unsure about what was going on between them. At first he thought that Ken was just pretending, but that kiss stated otherwise. He didn't know what scared him more, that Ken had kissed him, or that he had kissed him back. He looked into those brown eyes, searching for anything that would say this was all a joke, that he was only pretending. He found nothing. Slowly, ever so cautiously, he reached up to taste sweet lips.

Ken responded, tightening his grip, letting his mouth part slightly. He felt Aya's tongue begin to explore. He met Aya's tongue with his own, moving his hands down the older man's back. He played at the edge of Aya's shirt for a minute, then moved inside, sliding gentle fingers up his spine.

Aya cooed, kissing him harder and begin to explore him as well. Carefully, he rolled on top of the katana-weilding assassin, moving up to his hands and knees, waiting for a sign to continue. Violet eyes begged him to continue. The red head ran his hands up Ken's chest, removing his shirt. Ken bent down and kissed him. He proceeded to removed Aya's shirt, tugging at it gently. He used his other hand to play with the redhead's zipper. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

"Hold on Yotan, lemme get Aya and Ken!" Omi opened Ken's door to find a very surprised Ken and Aya. "Holy shit you two! Do you have to do that in -broad daylight-?!"

Ken felt his face turn every color of the rainbow. He stumbled off Aya and tried to fumble out some excuse, but his voice had vanished. He watched as Aya's shields returned. "What do you want, Omi?" Ken could literally -see- the ice dripping off every word the redhead spoke.

"I.I came to get you! We're being mobbed downstairs! Sheesh, you guys picked a good time for -that-!"

"Omi what's taking you?" Youji was there standing beside his young lover, mouth agape. "I'm not even asking.come on, you guys have work to do, now!" With that, the blonde pushed up his glasses and stormed back downstairs, his "pet" following him.

Ken waited for the door to close again before saying anything to Aya. "Well, that was certainly embarrassing! I'm sorry, Aya, I should have locked the door or something." He bent down to pick his shirt up off the floor and start getting dressed, but slender arms reached for him and dragged him down onto the bed. "A-Aya!"

"Where do you think -you're- going, hmm Kenken?" The older assassin had successfully pinned Ken under him, silky skin melded with bronze heaven. "I believe they shut the door for a reason and I intend to continue that reason."

"But what about work?" Ken barely had time to finish his sentence before smooth lips engulfed him in a wave of passion.