FIVE DAYS TO SMILE

Disclaimer: I don't own Weiss Kreuz. But believe me, if I did, I'll make those boys my eternal slaves. Plus I'll give Aya to Lady Jade as an advanced birthday gift. =)

Warning: Contains yaoi and shounen-ai plus foul language. So if you hate, abhor and/or loathe m/m relationship, and don't like cursing. sorry to say, this fan fiction isn't for you. Please don't read. Thanks. =)

//...// - Communication via telepathy

||...|| - Aya thinking to himself but Schuldich can't gain access to.

A/N: Ah! Writer's block sucks!!!!!!! Well, enjoy. =)

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Day Three

Aya gave a yawn as he stretched on the king-sized bed that he occupied. He had a well-earned rest last night as he dreamed of the most wonderful things. Problem was, he couldn't remember any of them. All he knew was he had fallen off to sleep and was now awake feeling better than he ever had in the past years of his godforsaken life. Rubbing the dirt off his eyes, he curled into a ball to try and get back to dreamland when he felt a hand slide through his red hair accompanied by a soft nasal chuckle. His eyes quickly flew open as he realized the owner of the laugh and where it was coming from. Amethyst met jade for a brief moment, as he was able to take in the information he needed. Sitting up in one fluid motion, he looked back at the German who was still lying on his side, whose eyes where still locked on the katana master. Schuldich eyed the kitten with a tint of unmistakable lust but was hastily dismissed as he propped himself up on one arm to somehow have a better view of the redhead. Green eyes began to narrow as he picked up little traces of what the other man was thinking.

"Don't you dare go there, Fujimiya!" He shouted as he grabbed hold of the younger one's shoulders shacking him roughly. "I did nothing to you last night!"

"How am I so sure?" His eyes also narrowing in an attempt to match Schuldich's.

"Because I would have no reason to rape you." The German tone growled almost incoherently. "I would never result to such means." He whispered softly, trying to get the redhead to understand. A hand came and encircled around Aya's waist, bringing him into his arms, as the other lifted his chin so that amethyst looked straight into jade once more. "I would never result to such means," His breath was already touching the younger assassin's lips. "Not to you . . ."

Aya was speechless at the confession the older assassin gave him, but this shock was quickly transformed into a different one as he felt the German's lips descend on his own. Eyes wide with distress, he realized that the telepath had closed his eyes and his tongue was now tracing his lower lip, begging for entrance. Unyielding at first, his own soon closed as he gave into the warmth and allowed the man in. Though he was willing to let the older assassin enter, he still held back from responding. He could feel himself literally melting in the arms of Schuldich as the hand that held his chin started running through his hair and down to caress his back.

He soon broke the kiss and stared back into those deep violet eyes, a soft smile curving his lips as he saw the light tint of red on the redhead's cheeks.

"You know, you're cute when you blush Fujimiya." A chuckle escaped his lips as he noticed the eyes of the younger assassin narrow but the blushing remain. Aya was about to say something in his defense when Schuldich's lips descend upon his again. This time it was just a simple, chaste one but it was enough to wipe whatever he was thinking at the moment away. Slowly, he felt himself being lowered on the bed and his nightshirt being unbuttoned. Being fully aware of the hand that started to roam his torso, his mind began to panic. He knew exactly what the German was up to but was in no position to object. He reminded himself that he must continue this...for the mission's sake. Schuldich's lips broke away from Aya's and started to move down towards his chest, leaving a wet trail of kisses on his nape and shoulder, while the foreigner's other hand slid into the garter of his pants. Aya kept his eyes tightly closed and his hands curled at his sides as he felt the older assassin neatly place a warm hand on the curve of his butt. The German stopped near the redhead's belly button and dipped his tongue into it, glad to have heard a something of a moan from the man below. He would have continued though if it weren't for that slight detail that, it was not a moan at all, but a whimper. Stopping his ministrations, he lifted himself up to get a better view of the kitten. Eyes sealed, teeth clenched, hands fisted around the white silken sheets and facing the other direction were the tragic signs of a person not wanting to have sex. Jade green eyes softened at the wonderful sight that lay before him. He allowed his mind to enter the katana master's gently so as not to bring about any suspicion but just enough to take a gander inside. He knew this would be enough for the redhead to claim he had won but he took the risk. He must find out what he was thinking, knowing that Aya would not readily tell him if he asked. After locating out the problem, he crawled towards the scared little kitten and nuzzled his neck. Placing a tender kiss on his cheek, he brushed a few stray strands of hair and slowly got up from the bed, leaving the Weiss assassin. It took Aya a few moments to realize that the German had got of the bed and was now standing near an open window smoking a cigarette, his face betraying no signs of emotion at all. Aya sat up and was about to ask him what was wrong when the German beat him to it.

"Don't say anything kitten." He said monotonously, still keeping his eyes averted from Aya's. Taking another long drag from the white stick in between his fingers, he exhaled a cloud of it and stubbed it out. Throwing the half used cigar out the window, he treaded back to the bed and sat himself beside the confused kitten. Stretching an arm towards the direction of the redhead, he placed it behind his neck and brought their foreheads together as he closed his eyes to try and relax. Aya flinched a little when he felt the warm forehead of the German come in contact with his but did nothing to prevent it.

"Why don't you fight back?" Schuldich asked in a soft tone helping the young assassin to calm down.

"Why should I?" the katana wielder replied in the same low voice.

"Because I'm invading your personal space, that's why." Jade eyes shot open to glare deep into the other's amethyst ones.

"But it's my jo-" he started but was cut off by the Schwartz's lips again.

"You just don't get it, do you." He said as he pulled away swiftly after a moment of lip locking, leaving the panting, out of breath kitten to make sense of it all. Shaking his head wildly, he refused to look the German in the eye. Leaning closer, he continued,

"I can't hurt you, do you understand that? Even if it is your job."

"Why?" his eyes locking with green once more.

"Because, I can never bring myself up to it..." Slowly, he ran kisses on the redhead's jaw and heard a sound of protest.

"You're too tense Fujimiya." He said, returning to his cheerful tone as he backed away and reclined on the head of the bed.

"But-," he began, but was stopped by the German's raised hand.

"Stop it." He said as he shook his head. "Unless you want me to start snagging you, keep quiet." God, if only he knew that his voice was enough to make the German go wild.

Aya nodded and faced the other direction as he sorted out why Schuldich was considering his welfare before his own. If this was the same cold bastard that he faced on his past missions, then here was an example of miracle in the making.

He felt the mattress beneath him shift as the German got off. Standing a few feet away from the bed and facing him, Schuldich was wearing a devilish smile.

"I got just the cure for you're tenseness." He said in a cool tone. "C'mon." He continued as he headed towards the front door of the suite with Aya close behind. "You and I are going to a spa."

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Aya couldn't believe his ears but quickly got dressed and was now sitting on the passenger's seat of the German's expensive red Ferrari, heading for this so-called spa that he was on the German's top spot for most relaxing place. Or, so he was informed.

After enduring a long drive sitting in the same vehicle as Schuldich, accompanied by traffic, they finally arrived in a parking lot. Making sure that the doors to his sports car was secured; he led Aya towards the elevator entrance and they both waited impatiently for it to come down. A soft 'ding' was heard and they stepped inside. The Schwartz pushed the button for the 16th floor and stood beside the sword master, a stray hand finding the lower back of the Weiss kitten. Alone together in an elevator, Aya could feel the tension building. He felt like an eternity passed him by, yet they were far from their destination. He breathed a sigh of relaxation as they finally reached the designated floor and stepped out.

Schuldich led him through a hallway with lots of doors and stopped just in front of the counter where a lady in a white coat, wearing a headset with microphone was tending to a computer.

"How may I help you, gentlemen?" she greeted them in her sweet tone as she stood from her pc.

"We would like to have the special today, Maki." Schuldich informed the woman.

"Ah, Mr. Schuldich, it's nice to have you back sir. Brought a friend this time I see." She said pointing to the younger redhead beside him.

"Yes, it has been a while and I thought of coming back here to unwind."

"I understand sir," she murmured something into he head COM and few clicking sounds were heard as she typed in a few letters. "Your arrangements have been made now Mr. Schuldich. And if your friend would follow me?" She said turning to Aya.

Facing Aya, he held his hand and whispered, "Don't worry, they'll take care of you." Placing a light kiss on the assassin's cheek, he allowed the lady to guide the Abyssinian down the other end of the corridor as he waved at the figure with his back turned to him. Watching as both forms turn the corner, he heard a meek voice from behind calling his attention.

"Follow me, Mr. Schuldich. Your reserved room is this way." The younger lady said, leading him towards the opposite direction.

Looking back to the now empty hall, he smiled and treaded behind the woman with ease.

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Aya lay faced down on the masseuse's table with a towel as the only article of clothing on him, while a hand pushed into his spinal column, taking the stress away. Schuldich was right. Though he would never admit it, this place was relaxing. The man's hands, coated with special oil, started rotating his thumbs on the redhead's shoulders and slowly he felt himself drifted to sleep. He could hear a few murmuring voices from behind, but ignored them as began to doze off. After a few minutes, the masseuse had stopped and seemed to have backed away. Sensing a figure near him, he cracked open an eye to see who was standing in his way. The familiar figure of the German that stood in front of him was enough to wake him from his dazed state and get him up. Sitting up, he made sure that the towel was able to cover his more private areas as he looked at the German who just smiled at him.

Getting peeved at the part where he was about to have fallen asleep before the man came in, he narrowed amethyst eyes at the German, showing his most evil intentions. Schuldich, all the while, seemed unaffected.

"Come kitten." He said as he held out a hand to the redhead, who accepted it timidly. "You can sleep later, you have to try out the sauna to complete your stay here." Pulling the kitten towards him, he helped him off the table and pulled him towards the door at the end of the room.

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Aya sat demurely on one end of the steam room while the older assassin sat on the other. He was still sleepy at the moment, but didn't need to be fully awake to appreciate the man before him. Schuldich, like him, was wearing only a towel, thus exposing more than what was regularly seen. His muscles were well toned and his six-pack was just right to go with the rest of his body. He was beautiful when he wasn't an arrogant bastard. He was able to stop his train of thoughts as he realized he was on enemy territory. He was thinking of the German in a way he never viewed people of his species, as a possible mate. Another blush rose to his cheeks as he turned to look away, hoping that the older redhead didn't see it or would just take it as an effect of the steam.

Schuldich looked at the kitten from his position in the room. He had fallen head over heals for the young redhead when they first met and now he was sitting in a sauna, half-naked near the man of his wet dreams but didn't have the guts to tell him. Honestly, he kicked himself in the butt for letting Aya go last night. Not to mention a while ago when they were in the bedroom. He had him yet refused to take him. He was never like this with his past lovers, so why was this one different? When he first found out his harbored emotions towards the katana wielder, he thought it was like a phase he was going through. Dismissing it at first whenever it came to him. Next when the dreams of Aya naked in his bed came, he thought of getting it out of his system. He was a telepath of course. Alter a few images here and there, voila! You got yourself a delusional kitten. But whenever he gets the courage to sneak into the redhead's bed, it flies away as fast as it comes. He felt like a damn greenhorn in the field whenever it came to Aya. What he told the kitten earlier wasn't a lie. He could never bring himself up to hurt Aya. He was a living god in his eyes. He was like the Forbidden Fruit of the Garden of Eden. Once you have it, you can never get enough. It opens your eyes to the greater meaning of life. He smiled to himself as he thought of what Farfie would be doing at this moment. Probably trying to kill someone shouting 'I must hurt God' phrases. Looking back at the kitten in front of him, he squinted his eyes to get a better view. He could have sworn he saw a blush...

A sly smile marked his lips as he stood up from his end and walked towards Aya carefully. Slowly, he sat on the space beside Aya and wound an around his waist, pulling the redhead closer so as his back was to him and his feet were resting on the bench of the sauna. The Weiss gasped as he felt the warm hand of the German on his stomach with his back touching the man's chest. Schuldich rested his chin on the kitten's head; he closed his eyes and inhaled the sweet scent of Aya. The later just sat quietly and tried to even his breathing but was failing miserably.

"Are you enjoying yourself kitten?" The German finally asked, breaking the long silence that had enveloped them.

"Well," he started, but soon kept quiet, not knowing how to answer that question. Schuldich looked at him from the side and raised an eyebrow.

"No?" his voice a bit hurt.

"It's not that I'm not enjoying it, it's just... never mind." He began, but thought it better not to continue.

"What? What is it?" The telepath apparently too eager to find out why his kitten wasn't having fun.

"Well, it's just because for the past two days, we've been doing the things you like and, and I haven't got the chance to do what I like."

"Is that's what's bothering you?" he asked unbelieving what he was hearing.

Aya nodded once in response.

"Why didn't you say so sooner? We could do what you like tomorrow then."

"Iie," he shook his head, red strands falling to his face. "It's okay. We should do what you like."

"Yeah, but we should also do what you like kitten." Brushing red hair in the process. "Now, no more out of you. You hear me?" He whispered into the younger man's ear to stop him from making any protests. Planting a kiss on the katana master's nape, he closed his eyes and let the steam engulf them both.

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Um...there's not much to write here. Just hoped that you people enjoyed this one like you did on the others and thanks for those people who reviewed on my past chapters. Wait for the next day to find out where they'll spend 'Aya's Day'. hehehe. Well, it's getting late. I'm supposed to be asleep but I had to cram this in one night. I hate writer's block and hopefully this fic is of some satisfactory to you readers out there. Gomen if it isn't. Reviews please? =)

Well, see ya...

-Gunning Angel-