A/N: Sorry for the delay! ^^ I've been grounded and such! ^^ Sorryyy!! But now I'm back and only a few more chapters to go! XD ^^ I also didn't know what I wanted to do with this.. I still am uncertain... But, the fic must go on!
What Used To Be
Chapter Four
I'd dashed inside the building... And was totally not expecting what I found. Ken was sitting at one of the tables... Aya and Yohji on either side of them... "No... Oh... Crap!" I hissed under my breath as I tried to calmly walk over to the table.
"Aya? Yohji? What are you doing?!" I demanded taking a seat across from Aya.
"Omi, glad to see you again, ne?" Yohji said, smiling his bright flirty smile. "Finally we've found everyone..."
"No you haven't. Ken-kun, doesn't remember anything..." I said, glaring at him. "Soo, therefore, you two can leave... We'll get together another time okay?!" I just wanted them to leave Ken alone.. He didn't need to know... He didn't...
Aya looked over at me, his lavender eyes showing his disbelief at how strongly I'd reacted. "Omi... Can I talk to you for a moment?" He asked rising from his seat. I nodded, and followed him over into the corner and out of ear shot.
"He needs to know, Omi. You would want to know. Not knowing who you are... It's a scary thing you know..." He said, frowning. "If you like you don't have to be there... But it has to be done..."
I sighed... Everyone kept saying that. Even Ken wanted to know... But... Could I really allow them to ruin Ken's bliss? "But, Aya! He could be so happy...Do you know how much blood is on his hands?! It's not like I don't want him to remember! But I love him so damn much-" My face turned red. "I mean... I..." I continued to stutter, my face turning as red as Aya's crimson hair.
"I'm not stupid Omi," Aya said, meeting my eyes with his. He sighed, "These types of things are Yoji's style. I don't like this. But you know he loved you too, and he wouldn't want to forget that." Aya obviously didn't want to be the one talking about feelings. But seeing him look so awkward, brought a smile to my face.
"But, Aya..." He shook his head.
"No Omi... If you don't want to tell him fine. But it could seriously harm him if we don't. If someone close to someone we killed finds out a member of Weiss could be easily brought to their mercy... Do you really think they would let that opportunity just slip away? If Ken was murdered because he didn't know how to protect himself, how could you live with that?!" Aya frowned. "And now, you have a decision to make. Either you can tell him the truth... Or I can."
There was nothing I could do now to protect Ken from the blood stained truth... I stole a glance at the ex soccer player, suddenly feeling sick. He'd probably slept wonderfully these last few weeks... Not having death hanging over his head, and constantly reminding him he was nothing more than a murder. He just a simple waiter... Nothing more. And it just seemed so wrong to tell him... It just so.. Unjust... He deserved his happiness... but obviously I was the only one who felt this way.
"I... I'll tell him, Aya. But not right now. I want to tell him.. alone. Later tonight. Will you tell him to meet me back here at nine tonight?" I said, sighing a sigh of remorse. Ken... He didn't want to know. I knew he didn't. But... I'd have to trust Aya, since everyone believed my instincts were so wrong.
"See you later," I mumbled to Aya, and caught his sad smile before I left the restaurant, just in time to hear Yohji give an indignant, 'He didn't even bother to say goodbye let alone hello?!' which made me smile slightly.
I drove home, pondering just how I was going to say something that was so impossibly difficult to say... "Oh yeah... Ken you were a murderer. Oh, and you were like kind of in love with me... But you see, we blacked out before I could say that I love you too. And yeah... We worked in the flower shop for a cover up, because we were murderers. Nothing but common murderers." I could see that going over really well...
However, I didn't have very long to think about possibly ways to start up the foreboding conversation as the phone kept ringing. I'd been trying to ignore it... But I was failing miserably as the person kept calling back repeatedly... So I finally grabbed the phone, extremely annoyed at whoever felt inclined to keep hitting that evil redial button. "Hello?" I said, my voice displaying just how annoyed I was.
"Hello, Omi... You might want to look out tonight... The Kitties might lose one of their favorite little kittens... Unless you feel like stopping it."
What Used To Be
Chapter Four
I'd dashed inside the building... And was totally not expecting what I found. Ken was sitting at one of the tables... Aya and Yohji on either side of them... "No... Oh... Crap!" I hissed under my breath as I tried to calmly walk over to the table.
"Aya? Yohji? What are you doing?!" I demanded taking a seat across from Aya.
"Omi, glad to see you again, ne?" Yohji said, smiling his bright flirty smile. "Finally we've found everyone..."
"No you haven't. Ken-kun, doesn't remember anything..." I said, glaring at him. "Soo, therefore, you two can leave... We'll get together another time okay?!" I just wanted them to leave Ken alone.. He didn't need to know... He didn't...
Aya looked over at me, his lavender eyes showing his disbelief at how strongly I'd reacted. "Omi... Can I talk to you for a moment?" He asked rising from his seat. I nodded, and followed him over into the corner and out of ear shot.
"He needs to know, Omi. You would want to know. Not knowing who you are... It's a scary thing you know..." He said, frowning. "If you like you don't have to be there... But it has to be done..."
I sighed... Everyone kept saying that. Even Ken wanted to know... But... Could I really allow them to ruin Ken's bliss? "But, Aya! He could be so happy...Do you know how much blood is on his hands?! It's not like I don't want him to remember! But I love him so damn much-" My face turned red. "I mean... I..." I continued to stutter, my face turning as red as Aya's crimson hair.
"I'm not stupid Omi," Aya said, meeting my eyes with his. He sighed, "These types of things are Yoji's style. I don't like this. But you know he loved you too, and he wouldn't want to forget that." Aya obviously didn't want to be the one talking about feelings. But seeing him look so awkward, brought a smile to my face.
"But, Aya..." He shook his head.
"No Omi... If you don't want to tell him fine. But it could seriously harm him if we don't. If someone close to someone we killed finds out a member of Weiss could be easily brought to their mercy... Do you really think they would let that opportunity just slip away? If Ken was murdered because he didn't know how to protect himself, how could you live with that?!" Aya frowned. "And now, you have a decision to make. Either you can tell him the truth... Or I can."
There was nothing I could do now to protect Ken from the blood stained truth... I stole a glance at the ex soccer player, suddenly feeling sick. He'd probably slept wonderfully these last few weeks... Not having death hanging over his head, and constantly reminding him he was nothing more than a murder. He just a simple waiter... Nothing more. And it just seemed so wrong to tell him... It just so.. Unjust... He deserved his happiness... but obviously I was the only one who felt this way.
"I... I'll tell him, Aya. But not right now. I want to tell him.. alone. Later tonight. Will you tell him to meet me back here at nine tonight?" I said, sighing a sigh of remorse. Ken... He didn't want to know. I knew he didn't. But... I'd have to trust Aya, since everyone believed my instincts were so wrong.
"See you later," I mumbled to Aya, and caught his sad smile before I left the restaurant, just in time to hear Yohji give an indignant, 'He didn't even bother to say goodbye let alone hello?!' which made me smile slightly.
I drove home, pondering just how I was going to say something that was so impossibly difficult to say... "Oh yeah... Ken you were a murderer. Oh, and you were like kind of in love with me... But you see, we blacked out before I could say that I love you too. And yeah... We worked in the flower shop for a cover up, because we were murderers. Nothing but common murderers." I could see that going over really well...
However, I didn't have very long to think about possibly ways to start up the foreboding conversation as the phone kept ringing. I'd been trying to ignore it... But I was failing miserably as the person kept calling back repeatedly... So I finally grabbed the phone, extremely annoyed at whoever felt inclined to keep hitting that evil redial button. "Hello?" I said, my voice displaying just how annoyed I was.
"Hello, Omi... You might want to look out tonight... The Kitties might lose one of their favorite little kittens... Unless you feel like stopping it."