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: Day four, Aya's day. That should be enough ne? =)

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Day Four

Schuldich entered the kitchen and saw the redhead sitting on a chair dinking coffee and reading the morning news. They had returned last night and agreed that today they would spend it doing whatever Aya wanted. Even though the younger assassin refused, the German insisted that they do so.

Aya looked up from his paper as he noticed the foreigner standing on the doorway. Nodding once to acknowledge his presence, he returned to what he was reading as the telepath slid into a seat beside him.

"So kitten, what are our plans for today?" he asked, resting his chin on a hand that leaned on the table. The katana master took another sip from his drink and folded the newspaper in two before looking the German in the eye then replied,

"You're the telepath, you tell me." A smirk was apparent on his lips.

"C'mon Fujimiya, don't keep me hanging." Another smirk formed as he took a different article out from the stack of tabloids and started to read again. A sigh was heard from where the older assassin was and he thought of how he was going to spend the rest of the day with him. Knowing his enemy well, he was aware of the German's likes and dislikes. Unfortunately for Schuldich, all of his dislikes were on Aya's 'likes' list and he planned to fritter the day away doing his thing. He was going to make the German suffer to hell and back as retribution to the past two days. He wasn't going to give him any peace today; he was going to make sure of that.

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The telepath stared disbelieving that Aya bought him to a place like this. Of all the places that one would go to spend the day, Abyssinian had to take him to a stinking godforsaken LIBRARY! He fumed at the thought of being caught dead with these nerds, researching and investigating on the 'how and why' of things. He placed both hands on his ears as he tried to block out the thoughts of those around him. Sure he was in a library, known for its peace and quiet. But the rules don't seem to apply to a telepath. Everywhere he turned, he was able to pick up bits and pieces of whatever they were thinking. His head was throbbing and he felt like he was about to explode. Only the lone figure of the redhead kept him from freaking out, as if he wasn't at the moment. Under normal circumstances, he would have dragged the kitten out as soon as they had entered the building. He just had to force that today would be 'Aya's Day'. He mentally took note that Aya would pay for this someday. Turning his chair to the other direction so that he wasn't facing his kitten, he rested an arm on the table and closed his eyes to try and block out the rising headache.

The katana master looked up from his book to notice the irritated and uncomfortable feeling spread across the German's face. His plan to make the older assassin bored and aggravated was working out well, but why was he feeling a bit down? He couldn't be thinking of the telepath's side in this, could he? The German deserved this. He told himself over and over. This is just retribution. So why was he feeling sorry for him?

"Daijoubu?" He asked in a hushed tone to the man that sat across him.

"Yeah, just a bit hungry." Was his reply without looking at the Weiss assassin. Narrowing amethyst eyes, he remembered that earlier this morning, when they sat together a few more minutes in silence, he stood up and said they were leaving. The German hadn't had a chance to eat breakfast yet. Not that he complained to Aya that he was hungry. He just nodded and went off to change. It wasn't Aya's fault that Schuldich didn't say anything as an indication of his hunger in any sort. Staring at the foreigner for a few moments more, he realized the crease on his forehead and the way he shut his eyes tightly.

Standing up from his side, he walked to the opposite edge so as he now stood in front of the German. Eyeing the redhead precariously, he held out a hand and rested it on top of the Schwartz's shoulder. Opening drowsy jade eyes, he looked up to the katana wielder and murmured something incoherent and closed his eyes again.

"C'mon," Aya said, shaking the shoulder slightly. "It's almost lunch. Let's go." That seemed to wake the German up, because before he knew it, Schuldich was grabbing his hand and they were heading for the exit.

"Wait!" The sword wielder protested, forcing the other to stop and turn around. "I still have to return this book to its shelf." Raising the hand that held the said book, he waved it before the older redhead's face. Sighing, he let the kitten go and followed him towards an abandon part of the building. Turning a corner where the science fiction part was, he saw the amethyst-eyed assassin try to push his book into one of the high shelves on his toes and failing miserably. Schuldich couldn't bring himself to tear his eyes from the exposed flesh of Aya's waist as his shirt was riding upward. The white skin was tempting beyond anything Schuldich has ever encountered. Unconsciously liking his lips, he strolled to stand behind the younger assassin and allowed a hand to slide on the exposed part, satisfied to hear a surprised gasp from the later. Aya soon lost balance and grabbed the German's green blazer for support but had let go of the book by accident and it now went flying in the air. As it came down, Schuldich caught it with his hand as he held Aya in the other.

"Honestly kitten." He chuckled as he leaned closer so that their noses almost touched. Blushing at the predicament he was in, he refused to look at the German and faced the other direction. Placing a kiss on the side of Aya's neck, he pulled him back to an upright position and returned the book to its rightful place. Turning back to the still blushing swordsman, he asked,

"How about that lunch now?"

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Sitting on a hill in the park was wonderful. With Aya to his right and a blanket beneath them, they shared lunch under the shade of a great oak tree. Children playing near the pond and old people chatting with each other, it was serene and nice in its own way. Schuldich thought at first that it would be stupid to have lunch in a grassy place, but it seemed he underestimated the beauty of it. What made it perfect though wasn't the lunch of a plain ham and cheese sandwich, but it was the fact that it was Aya who made lunch. He swore that he could somehow taste the redhead's essence through the bread even though the meal had been prepared earlier today. They enjoyed their food in complete silence with the German just contented being able to stay with the katana master far, far away from the stinking library. After finishing both their sandwiches, they stayed in the park, letting the day past them by. Looking at the people that went past them, even a few kids asked them to play. They politely refused though, saying that they would rather not. A few words were exchanged between them, but that was about all that went there.

The sun soon began to set on the horizon and the people in the park slowly retreated back to their own homes, leaving the foreigner and the redhead alone at last. Turning to the assassin beside him, he moved towards him, as he guided a hand to slide on the younger redhead's waist, bringing their bodies together. Aya, who seemed to be in a trance as he looked at the few children playing on the playground, jerked at the touch and stared into a pair of hungry jade orbs that were focused on him.

"Thinking of something kitten?" The German asked as he nuzzled the exposed part of Aya's neck.

"Aa," He retuned to gaze at a little girl that was running away from someone who seemed like an older brother. Schuldich, sensing a strong wave of emotion wash over him, he nudged the redhead's chin with his nose and placed a kiss on his jaw as he closed his eyes and held the man tighter in his arms.

"Gomen kitten." He said through the collar of the Weiss's shirt.

"Iie, it's okay Schuldich." He assured the German that was bound around his torso. Inhaling deeply, he sighed and closed his eyes. Through the silence, he contemplated his actions for that day. At first things worked out according to plan, to get Schuldich bored out of his life enough to wish that he were dead. But somewhere in the middle, it had gone wrong. After seeing the face of the German tired and stressed out, he didn't have the heart to let him spend another minute doing the things he liked. Instead of taking the German to a museum to spend the rest of the afternoon, he kept them both in the park where it seemed that Schuldich was at peace. He mentally damned himself to think that he had wasted the perfect opportunity to get back at the telepath. But a part of him was also happy that he was able to let the German have some fun today.

"It's a beautiful sunset, Aya." He heard the telepath whisper into his ear as the pressure on his waist disappeared, but the hand remained there. Opening his eyes, he saw that this was true. The sun was tinting the sky a nice hue of orange and red. The place was contained a few people and a few community helpers doing their job of cleaning up the mess of others.

"We better get going too kitten." The voice continued as a kiss was planted on his nape before the man beside him stood and straightened his outfit. Outstretching a hand, he offered to help the younger assassin up, who accepted it without a second thought. Picking up their belongings, they headed for the car that was parked near the entrance. Aya looked back at the children and saw woman, who seemed like their mother, motioned them to get to the car for the ride home. Smirking to himself for being such an idiot, he opened the door to passenger's side and stepped in. Tomorrow was going to be his last day with the German and he could let all of this go. No more of the bastard and his sick ways. Only the disc and the end of this stupid mission were on his mind at the moment. Tomorrow would be the end of it all. Tomorrow, he would be free.

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That was a short chapter... anyway, I bet you guys can guess what's gonna happen on the fifth day huh? (Evil smile) yes! Yaoi day! =) By the way, before I forget, I had to make Aya smirk in there so as to get rid of the too emotionless façade of his. It is a smirk, not a smile, so it doesn't count. Anyway, reviews please. =)

-Gunning Angel-