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

~...~ - Flashback

A/N: Hehehe... =)

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Day Five

The cabin that Schuldich had rented for them that day seemed to be getting warmer by the minute as Aya stared into his latest novel. He wasn't exactly reading into it, he merely kept it at a distance in front of his face so that the German might think that he was. He needed some time alone, and this was the perfect way to keep the man at bay.

As he sat on the carpeted floor in front of the fireplace, he contemplated what happened earlier today.

~ The redhead entered into the living room to find a busy German walking around holding a piece of paper and began writing something every time he encountered the object he was looking for.

Sensing the younger man behind him, he greeted the Abyssinian good morning with out turning around. Aya, in turn, nodded in acknowledgment.

"What are you doing?" Aya asked as he stepped closer to have a better look at the paper the older assassin had in his hands.

"Checking the things we need for the trip."

"Trip?" He cocked his head sideways.

"Hai, kitten." He replied, without a sideward glance towards the katana master's direction but continued to check items needed for the journey ahead.

"Where are we going?" Aya questioned as he stared at the two bags that Schuldich just tied up, not letting him see the things inside.

"Somewhere you might find interesting."

"We aren't going clubbing again are we?" The sentence caught the redhead's attention, causing him to turn around and smile at the statement when he recalled the incident that happened three days ago.

"Kitten," He purred when he placed the piece of paper down and walked towards the man standing crossed-armed and looked agitated near the couch. Lacing an arm around his waist bringing the younger man closer, he whispered seductively into Aya's ear,

"I promise, this is much better than that." Making shivers run through his spine. Placing a light kiss on the younger assassin's forehead, he quickly retreated and grabbed the duffle bag nearest to him. Tossing it back so as it hung from his shoulders, he motioned for Aya to do the same. Nodding his head, he grabbed hold of the other bag and followed the German out the front door.

Reaching the basement parking of the penthouse, he made a move to open the passenger's door of the red Ferrari they had ridden a few days ago when a hand came out and stopped his. Shaking his head, Schuldich said they would use the kitten's Porsche instead. Blinking amethyst eyes at him, as Aya questioned him on why.

"My car?"

"Yup." He said as he walked towards the other's vehicle. "Mine's out of gas."

"And you just thought of us using my car for this so called trip of yours with out even bothering to ask my permission?" a finely raised eyebrow stressed the statement well.

Turning around to look at the Abyssinian as he opened the trunk to the white car and dropped his bag in, he replied,

"Um. yeah, sort of."

Aya's eyes narrowed at the short response. "What if I say I don't want us to use my car?"

"Well kitten," he started as he took Aya's bag from him and shoved it into the trunk. "We could take public transport if you're willing to spend the next three hours shoulder to shoulder with someone you barely know..."

Aya would be damned if he had chosen to spend the hours of the trip on public transit next to some dirt bag hentai from hell, though he didn't know if there was a difference between taking the godforsaken bus and staying with Schuldich on their way there.

Sighing for the umpteenth time, he tried to concentrate his actions on where they were heading. Aya squinted his eyes to focus on a foundation just at the end of the road where they were driving. As it seems, that was to be their destination.

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It didn't take them long to reach the tip of the hill where the road ended and both of them stepped out. He could feel the air around him seem colder than ordinary but dismissed it as his imagination. The structure that he had seen earlier was not an ordinary building, but rather a very classy hotel. He looked up in awe at the enormous size of the establishment and saw at the corner of his eye a valet driver took his car and headed for a different direction leading to the parking area. He sensed the German's presence beside him as a hand came and held his own. With out saying anything, Schuldich pulled the kitten through the automatic sliding doors of the building and towards the front desk.

"Ah, Mister Schuldich," the voice of a man in his early forties greeted them. "Welcome to our humble ski resort. Your bags have already been sent up to your cabin and a ski lift is ready behind the hotel to send you both there. I hope you find everything in order and if you need anything, please don't hesitate to ask." Giving the older assassin the keys to their cottage.

"Thank you." Was the older assassin short reply as he gave a curt nod and started dragging the redhead through the back entrance that led to the ski lift. A man wearing the hotel's uniform was guarding the line and allowed both of them to get the next seat up. Fastening themselves in, they began the ascent up the mountain.

The lift was slow in reaching its destination and Aya took this time to stare at the scenery below them. With only a bar to hold them in place, it was easy to look at children playing in the snow and skiers of different ages passed below them. He stifled a laugh when he saw some being unfortunate to hit obstacles such as trees that seem to stand in their way. He was so engrossed in watching the people below that he didn't notice a hand sliding around his waist, pulling him towards the German.

"Cold kitten?" The nasal tone questioned the young redhead that lay in the older assassin' arms.

"Iie, daijobou." The younger redhead's replied as he tried to push himself away from the German. He still had a few hours to go with him and he was ready to get it over with. The telepath didn't buy it though. He knew that his kitten was freezing his ass off even though he would never admit it.

Ah, his kitten, the strong survivor.

Pulling the thrashing redhead back in his arms, he held a hand on his head and kept it still so as it rested on his chest.

"I'm fine." He said through gritted teeth when his body was kept unmoving by the German's arms that wound around him.

"No, you're not." The German replied to him, trying to keep his anger in tap.

Aya, noticing that there was no way in hell he would be able to get away from the older assassin's grasp especially when they were sharing the same seat, closed his eyes tried to relax as his flushed face rested on the redhead's chest. He could feel the other's arms wrap around his body tighter to give him more heat. He mentally sighed to himself as he suddenly found himself beginning to enjoy the feel of the other man's warmth and the scent of the German was a nice to have around. He began thinking of how nice it would be to wake up to that scent in the morning and how that warmth would be able to last him a life time. Pulling his mind to an abrupt halt, he was able to stop himself before his thoughts wandered to more, erotic levels of thinking. Hoping that his fierce blush wouldn't be noticed by the German, and after what seemed like eternity, they soon reached the end of their ride and were greeted by the hotel staff while they got off. The bellboy that was stationed at that part of the resort showed them where their cabin was located and went to tend to the other visitors of the ski attractions. Holding onto the katana master's freezing hands, he hastily pulled him to the said direction, eager to get his kitten out of the cold as soon as possible. Placing the key in the proper slot, he opened the door and allowed the younger redhead space to enter.

The cabin was huge, to say the least. Consisting of a fireplace, where the sofas and things found in the living room were, kitchen, bedroom, the works. One would think this is more of a house for life rather than just for one-day usage. Glancing to his right, Aya spotted their bags that have already been previously brought up and Schuldich was now standing by the fireplace, motioning him to come closer. Aya slowly complied with the man's request and carefully treaded through the plush red carpet of the cabin.

"You better warm up soon kitten, we still have a day filled with fun left to deal with in the snow and as they say, time waits for no one." A huge grin plastered on the foreigner's face was enough to tell you that he was having not too innocent thoughts about his day with the Weiss kitten. Narrowing amethyst eyes at the telepath, he turned away and sat himself on the carpeted floor.

"I'm not going." He murmured as his reply to the standing redhead. "If you want to go out, go ahead. I'm not stopping you." Grabbing a book from his jacket pocket, he opened it to the page marked with a flap and started to read. "I'll be here if you need me."

Staring down, unbelieving at the younger assassin, he himself kneeled down and looked at the kitten's side profile.

"What?" Aya asked after a few minutes of silence that had passed between them. And he now had an eyebrow raised in agitation.

"You're sure you don't want to come along kitten? I promise, it will be fun..." The German readily teased.

"I'm positive." Was his final response before returning his gaze towards the book in his hands.

" 'Ch. Honestly kitten, at least humor me..." The tone of the older redhead was disappointment.

The ruffling of the telepath's clothes followed by the soft click of the door being closed were heard from the distance as he was now left to contemplate and sort out his feelings regarding the German. ~

He gave another sigh as he stared into the burning fire. It had been a few hours now since the older assassin left him in the cabin alone with his book and now, for some strange reason, he couldn't seem to be comfortable with the silence that enveloped around him. He had tried his hardest to get the thought of Schuldich being near him as nice, but the more he thought of it, the harder it got to dismiss the idea. The feel of that warm skin against his and the scent that usually hovered around him was beginning to lure the redhead into a feeling that he doesn't understand. He didn't know why though but the fact that whenever the telepath was near him, he felt safe. It wasn't right, he repeated to himself over and over again, to be attracted to one of his own sex, much less when he is a sworn enemy of all the things he stood for. That was the biggest blow to Aya. The reason that Schuldich was the one who kidnapped his sister from him and that he was part of the group that had stood in his way, preventing him the right to avenge his sister's misfortune didn't really help much either.

Finally, he consented to admitting to one thing. In his mind was certain, he is attracted to the German. Though he would never admit it out loud, he does. It wasn't his choice to feel like this for the Schwartz member, it merely ganged up on him with out him noticing. Closing his eyes, he hoped that this day would end and he could just be able to forget the redheaded gaijin, never to see him again would be a nice consolation to this shitty emotion.

Returning to his book, he started to read into the first few paragraphs when he suddenly felt an arm slide around his neck and a body pressed against his back. The familiar scent and warmth of the telepath washing over him like the sea. Another arm reached out and closed the book the katana master was reading, placing the said novel on the floor beside them. Aya felt the warm breath dance over the skin near his ear, tickling and enticing the sensitive spots there.

"What are you doing back so soon Schuldich?" Aya asked, surprised that his voice didn't quiver when he said that.

"They closed the ski parks earlier today. They seem to have encountered a slight avalanche on one of their slopes and thought it better to temporarily have it closed up." His response was said with a chuckle, but it was only breathed out. Each strong syllable sending shivers down the redhead's spine. "Lucky for us, the manager let us stay here for free because the roads going back home would be blocked by the fallen snow. You know what that means don't you Aya?" His voice now becoming more erotic. "It means you'll have to keep me company till we're able to get out of here."

"You didn't plan this did you Schuldich?" The question only came out in a soft voice. As it seems, Aya was now blushing profoundly into the German's embrace, eyes looking straight down on the floor because of the mixed feelings inside that he didn't seem to understand.

"ME?" He said, trying to sound surprised. "Of course not kitten, how can you think of me that way?" One hand was now winding itself around the redhead's waist while the other stayed put, holding his neck.

Aya closed his eyes and turned to face the older assassin, who gave him some space to move. Fixing their current position, they now sat on the floor with Aya sitting on the Schwartz's lap and Schuldich cradling the sword wielder in his arms. Minutes passed them slowly and none made a move to say anything. It was when Schuldich ran his hand through the younger redhead's hair that Aya started to question him.

"What are you doing to me?" His voice was soft, pleading for an answer. Even though his eyes were closed, Schuldich thought that his kitten's features were the most beautiful thing he has ever seen.

"What do you mean kitten?" The German asked as he traced the white cheek of the kitten with his fingertips in a feather light caress.

Drowsy, half-lidded amethyst eyes opened at the question. "You know exactly what I mean Schuldich."

"Kitten." the pet name came out as a husky whisper while his thumb played with the earlobe that held the long earring. "I am not controlling your mind. I'm not trying to force you into doing something you refuse to do." Aya looked deep into the German's jade green eyes to see if he was lying. If the telepath was, he was showing no emotion to betray his answer at all.

Sighing, he turned his gaze towards the fire. If he was going to sort out his feelings with the older assassin, this was not helping him one bit. A slight movement of the body below him told him that Schuldich was getting uncomfortable.

"I'm sorry, I'll move." He said as he turned back to face the older man.

"Iie," The German said as he lifted Aya up as he stood from the floor. A gasp was heard from the redhead's lips as he was carried up the stairs and into the bedroom. Slowly, he placed the assassin on the massive bed that was decorated with black silk and sat just beside him. A hand came and brushed an errant strand of red hair from the kitten's flushed face and the man continued,

"I will never let you do anything you're not willing to Aya." The soft voice assured the one lying on the bed with red hair spread erotically against the black silk. He was simply sexy, the gaijin decided, as the sun had started to set beyond the horizon. He found himself gazing into those deep amethyst pools, unable to pull away from their hypnotic look. Not to mention that the rise and fall of the younger assassin's chest was captivating and the way his lips reflected the light of the huge Victorian windows was pure temptation.

Aya himself was held breathless by the German's manly features. The manner of his hair cascading down his shoulders and the enchanting look in those jade green eyes were impossible to miss. With the man placing his arm on the space of the bed beside Aya, they were silent for the longest time, each not knowing how to begin.

Slowly, Schuldich leaned down and captured the stunned kitten's lips in his own. Aya, at first was staring at the German disbelieving the man's brazen advances, but soon, he closed his eyes and relaxed into the kiss. The kiss started as a soft and tender one, then it turned passionate as Aya unexpectedly grabbed the German's collar and pulled him closer. It was Schuldich's turn to get surprised by Aya's sudden readiness in their relationship, if one would call it so. He quickly regained his composure and smiled into the Abyssinian's kiss as he repositioned himself on top of the said assassin. Aya allowed the older assassin entrance to his mouth and both tongues struggled for dominance inside each other's lips. Aya was unsure on how to respond to the German's expertise in the fields of sex, but he allowed it to continue. Both suddenly broke the kiss, rising up in need for air. Amethyst eyes were dilated and afraid of the new experience as it peered straight into Schuldich's green ones in a search for answers to this emotion he was feeling at the moment.

Sensing the uncomfortable emotions swirling around the redhead's mind, he brushed errant strands of hair from Aya's face and whispered in a hushed tone of voice,

"Kitten, if you're not ready, we can do this some other time." The weight began to move off him and the source of warmth and the scent of Schuldich's cigarette were slowly starting to move away. Aya noticed that Schuldich was now getting off him and if he didn't act now, he would never be able to sort out what he feels for the man.

"No." He replied quickly as he grabbed the man's blazer and pulled him back onto the bed. They stared into each other's eyes once again as Schuldich waited for the younger redhead's response.

"No, I-" He tried to start but was again lost for words as he noticed the telepath's waiting look. Without thinking, he lunged forward and crushed the German's lips with his own. Eyes closed shut because he refused to see the reaction he might get from the gaijin. His hand was placed behind the Schwartz member's head; a fistful of red hair was in his grasp as he positioned his lips. It felt good, he told himself, the way their lips meshed together as if they were meant to be. But they couldn't be. He started to counter, as his logical, emotional and sexual sides battled against each other. His mind said no, because they were enemies. The emotional side was confused to hell and the sexual one was driving him mad with wanton lust for the man. He didn't know how to deal with it but his hormones were screaming for attention. What was clear to him at the moment is that he didn't want Schuldich to leave him tonight. He wanted the warmth of the man beside him while he slept and the scent of the German to be the first thing to greet him in the morning. To hell with them being enemies. At least for tonight, let him be his.

Pulling away from each other as the need for air grew as a more important factor, Schuldich was sure he was able to read something in the Abyssinian's mind that he never noticed to be there before. There was something in the redhead's mind that was keeping him there. The moment that Aya had pulled him back, he was to resist. But the strong wave of something close to lust had hit him in between the eyes and because of his interest to find out what, he didn't move. The kiss was a passionate and heated one that the older redhead ever experienced. Who knew that such a cold and heartless guy would be able to french you like that? He stopped a smirk that was trying to appear on his lips because of that revelation but he quickly shut it out to keep the mood of the room. It's hard as it is to let the kitten allow you to kiss him; it's even harder if it's the other way around. He considered himself lucky that Aya was the one that initiated that one. That meant that Aya, even if he wasn't showing it at the moment, wanted this to happen as well.

"Schuldich," The redhead below whispered softly, dragging the man out of his thinking state. "I want this." The statement brought a startled look onto the German's face. He didn't expect Aya to fully say it to him like that. But then again, he didn't expect Aya to say anything connected to it.

"Excuse me kitten?" He asked, not sure if he heard it right the first time.

"I want this Schuldich." His other hand was now encircling the man's neck, bringing their faces closer such that they were sharing one breath.

"Do you-?" He started as he traced a finger down the man's cheek.

"Yes." Was the redhead's quick reply before Schuldich got the chance to finish his sentence.

Schuldich looked deep into the katana wielder's eyes to see if they held any signs of uncertainty. Finding that there were none, he slowly leaned closer, closed his eyes and captured the assassin's lips in another heated kiss. His hand was now trailing down the kitten's form, carefully unbuttoning his outfit in the process. Aya's hands wandered into the red hair of the older assassin and entangled themselves in it. Finally getting rid of the last button, Schuldich traced the body below him, fingers placing tickling sensations on his torso. The German broke the kiss and his mouth now started to trail wet kisses down the younger redhead's chest. Lips landing on a nipple, he started to tease the nub by rolling it around with his tongue. After satisfied with the result he made, he paid similar attention with the other one. His lips now went back towards the kitten's nape and landed on a sensitive spot there, causing Aya to gasp out in surprise. The telepath's lips held a smirk as he started looking for other erogenous spots on the redhead's body. His lips suddenly landed on something cold and metallic. As he raised his head to look what it was, he was surprised to see something he never expected on his kitten. Aya, who was left hanging for the moment, propped up on his elbows and stared at the German. He saw the man looking at something on his chest and he dropped his head to look what it was. Schuldich raised a hand and slightly traced the silver cross that rested on the younger assassin's chest.

"You still have this?" The telepath asked Aya, not believing that he had kept it all this time.

"Yeah." He started in a meek voice, not sure how to react to the German's question. "You, you want me to take it off?"

"No, no." He replied as a smile crept up his lips. "Just surprised you kept it that's all."

"Well, I." Aya began but the gaijin's lips closed up on his, silencing the rest of the sentence. Amethyst eyes closed on the touch and his hands found themselves on Schuldich's neck, bringing the kiss to a deeper lever.

"Hush kitten, we'll talk about it later." He said as the kiss was broken and the shirt was flung off the bed. The kitten's pants and underwear soon followed and Schuldich was left to look at the god-like features set in front of him.

"My God Aya, you're beautiful." He whispered into the katana wielder's ear while he started to massage the younger assassin's back.

"No fair," Aya teased as he pulled away and started to tug at the older man's outfit. "Your turn."

"Impatient are we?" the older man chuckled into Aya's before placing a kiss on his lips and complied with the Weiss' request.

After a few moments of taking his time to take his garments off, he slid back into the black silken sheets of the bed and entangled his arms around Aya's body, bringing their naked bodies closer. Aya shivered into the touch as the contact of their skins sent shivers down his spine. Schuldich repositioned them so as the kitten's back was to his. His hand now traveled towards the rising erection, the other trying to spread his legs farther apart. His own manhood was now pressed against the younger redhead's back causing the other to close his eyes into the touch. The moment the German's hand touched his length, Aya bucked up into the enclosed hand, wishing it would start its job.

"Patience kitten." He whispered huskily into the younger redhead's ear as his hand started to pump the hard erection. Slowly at first but was quickly gaining speed with the passage of time. While his hand played with the shaft, his thumb would once in a while, circle the tip of his erection, spreading the pre-cum that was forming there. His other hand started to tease the nipple he left a while ago. The dual sensation he was feeling in those sensitive zones of his was too much to bear. In a matter of moments, Aya had already came into the German's hands and was now leaning on his body for support. Panting heavily with his eyes closed and with his head resting on the German's shoulder, Aya tried to fight the forming blush on his cheek but was failing miserably. He could feel the warm breath of the man behind him on his neck as Schuldich said something incoherent. His mind wasn't in a state of processing words at the moment and he didn't bother to try. Slowly, he felt himself being lifted up and repositioned onto the bed, with his back facing upwards. A hiss of air escaped his lips as he felt the cool silken fabric come in contact with his heated skin. He also felt his inner thighs being parted further by the German's hands. He quietly complied and he now felt a sticky, cool feeling on his entrance. He paid no attention to it until he realized that the telepath was preparing him for what was to come. Amethyst eyes were tightly closed shut as his opening was entered by two of Schuldich's fingers, stretching and massaging the tight muscles there. Aya tried his hardest not to scream or push into the invading digits as he fisted his hands around the loose bed sheets. Soft moaning sounds were heard from the assassin below while the two fingers were soon joined by a third one. The pain was overwhelming, but it was also to be accompanied by the pleasurable sensation he was feeling. So much that his erection had risen again.

The fingers were soon taken out and Schuldich leaned towards the edge of the bed to grab the tube of lotion he dropped there. Placing a liberal amount on his hand and putting it on his own length, he turned back to his kitten that was resting in the center of the black bed and was happy to find that his erection had sprung anew. Positioning himself behind the Weiss and lifting the kitten's lower abdomen upwards to meet his, he slowly started to enter the younger redhead, his length taking its time to enter, further prolonging his excitement. When he was buried deeply inside the katana master, he treasured the moment with the heat of the younger assassin around his manhood. His hands went to place themselves on the assassin's hips while he waited for Aya to calm down and get used to the feeling before slowly moving in and out of the redhead. His speed quickened as he finally found a rhythm in his thrusting and his one hand traveled towards the man's erection, pumping it in tune with their thrusts as well.

Aya was the first to reach orgasm and he spilled his seed all over the bed. As his muscles pressed onto the German's, he also reached it, emptying himself into the younger redhead. They both collapsed on the bed in the same position as their lovemaking. Both panting heavily and their muscles tired from the activity, Aya drifted off to sleep while Schuldich slowly pulled out of the sleeping man. He dropped himself on the opposite side of the mattress as he tried to catch his breath. It was better than he had imagined. He had expected a fight from the sword wielder, but he didn't think it would have gone that smoothly. A smirk appeared on his face as the thought of Aya agreeing of doing it with him only means that he was at least somehow attracted to him. He quietly peered into the redhead's mind to find out if he had enjoyed it like he had, and to his satisfaction, his kitten has. A soft chuckle escaped his lips as he thought of how their relationship would progress after this.

Producing a cigarette out of nowhere, he lighted it and began to fall asleep himself when a sudden mental tap invaded his thoughts. His smile turned scowl as he answered the disturbance.

//What Crawford?// His voice with the tint of distaste for his intermission.

//The missions finished. Leave the disc and quickly return to the safe house so as we can discuss our next move.// With that, the American was gone.

Schuldich, disbelieving his luck, hastily went to do what needed to be done. With a blink of an eye, he was dressed in his usual outfit and was now scribbling something on a piece of paper compliments of the resort. Moving towards the bedside table near Aya, he placed the note there with the disc that was promised to them. Leaning down, his jade eyes softened as he planted a soft and reassuring kiss on the redhead's cheek before walking to the door. As he reached it, he was stopped by the soft moan coming from the younger assassin's direction. Turning around to see if the Weiss had awoken, he breathed a sigh of relief when he wasn't. Somehow, he was sure he heard his name being said by the sleeping figure but paid no attention to it.

Slowly, he left the room and closed the door behind him. The words, "I love you kitten" seemed to echo in the room's empty silence.

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... wow, am I mean or what? Sorry for the long wait guys. Really I am. But not to worry, there's still chapter seven to follow and I'm not exactly that heartless to leave you guys hanging, right? On second thought, don't answer that. Just send me your review okay? Thanks to all the people who reviewed and who will. =)

-Gunning Angel-