Title: Lavender

Author: Sardius

Category: Romance

Warnings: PG-13

Pairings: Yohji/Aya

Disclaimer: Weiss Kreuz belongs to Project Weiss and Lavender is written and directed by Riley Ip Kam-hung. I'm just a poor student with a crappy old PC.

Author's Note: Wai~! Thanks for the big response guys. *big group hug* Wasn't really expecting so many ppl liking the 'Yohji as an angel' thing. Hee. Okay I will try to follow some of the major plot line in the movie but I really can't remember so much about it since it was a few years back. Anyway keep on reading!

Thanks Lilla for helping me again! *L* Sardius is such a happy gal now.

Chapter Two: A Stranger

"Oouuuccchhhh!!!!"

"Stop moving!"

That thing…I mean that angel wouldn't stop flapping his wings as he kept-blowing dust into my face. I coughed and rubbed my eyes as I tried to put some antiseptics to his wing.

"Can't you be a bit gentler? Are you trying to kill me here?!"

"If you stop moving maybe I can!"

What am I doing sitting here helping…an…an angel in my apartment.

I have got to be dreaming. An angel just doesn't turn up on your balcony all of a sudden like in one of those romantic movies where the girl and the angel fall happily in love. I cringed at the thought. This is ridiculous. If Aya-chan saw me she would be laughing at what sort of a complete fool I am being by now.

"There it's done." I packed the remaining bandages back in the box and brushed the dust off my pants. Dimly I realised I'd probably have to vacuum the whole house before I went to work the next morning since everything right now was either covered with dust or feathers.

The angel shook his wings a bit, wincing slightly at the pain as he grinned at me.

"Hey thanks. Doesn't hurt so much now. You know you should move those pot plants out of the way next time."

Pot…pot plants? Shit! My plants!

Before I could utter another word I ran outside onto the balcony and saw the roses and lavenders I had planted all smashed into pieces.

"You…you stupid green eyed monst…angel! You killed my plants! SHI-NE!"

I ached to rush back inside to grab my katana and cut him into little bits and pieces. But he only had that sheepish grin on his face as he blew a bit curl of that blonde hair away from his face and shrugged.

"Ummm…sorry. They were kinda in the way."

I gritted my teeth and glared at him with utmost venomous.

"How long are you planning to stay here you…"

"It's Yohji. Kudou Yohji."

I blinked at him in astonishment.

He smiled sweetly at me and brushed the bangs away from my eyes as he said, "Well I do have a name you know. Not just green-eyed monster as you preferred to call me." I tried not to flinch as he kept staring at me with those piercing emerald eyes.

"Hmm…you have very pretty eyes. Has anyone ever told you that before?"

Is he trying to hit on me?

I blushed.

"And you blushed very prettily too."

Kami-sama! An angel comes crashing into MY apartment and here I am standing in the balcony blushing like a stupid schoolgirl.

"Don't touch me." I hissed.

The angel…I mean Yohji backed away from me and turned around, his wings nearly knocking the vase I had on the table.

"Can't you get rid of these things?" I asked irritably.

He flapped his wings blowing away some of the pages I had left in my books, sending even more dust into my lounge room.

"What? You mean these?"

"Yes! You stupid angel, you're wrecking my whole apartment." I coughed as I tried to rub the tears from my eyes, the dust making me sneeze every few minutes.

"Yeah sure thing sweetie. Anything you say."

"Don't call me…"

Then to my surprise a white glow formed around his body as his wings slowly vanished, leaving me staring at quite an ordinary looking human. Yohji looked at me with an arched eyebrow and settled quite comfortably on my couch.

I could only stare at him unable to register what had just happened right before my very eyes. Yohji…he looks normal. Not like the green-eye monster I thought he was. His blonde hair was still slightly whitish, covered with dust, as his beautiful emerald eyes stared back at me. His body was slim, yet tanned against the white clothing he was wearing. I blushed and glanced away thinking I must be crazy to find an angel attractive.

Yohji yawned and perused the room as I tried to clean up all the dust and feathers fluttering around the place.

"How long are you planning to be staying here?"

I don't think I can stand living with an angel for another day even if he doesn't look so bad on a close up.

"I can't go back yet. The doors to the heaven is closed and my wings are broken so I'll have to wait till I can fly back."

"And how long would that be?" I grunted. I shut the balcony door closed, wincing slightly at the broken pots and plants lying outside on the concrete tiles.

I guess I'll have to fix those when I get back from work tomorrow.

"Well it depends."

I was too absorbed in the cleaning of the room so that I didn't notice when a pair of arms wound their way around my waist holding me tight.

"What the…get off me!"

I could feel his blonde hair tickling my neck as I tried to struggle away from his grip.

"You still haven't told me your name?"

You stupid fool! If you don't let go of me I swear I will kill you.

"It's Fujimiya. Now let go of me."

"Fujimiya what?"

"Ran! Fujimiya Ran."

The sudden lack of his arms around my waist had me almost falling flat on my face. I backed away from him until I was leaning against the wall, my eyes never leaving the place where I put my katana.

"Ran. Hmm…Nice name. Doesn't that mean orchid or something?"

"Hn."

After depositing all the feathers into the bin I once again found myself trapped in his embrace.

"Yohji! SHI-NE!"

"You smell nice. Like lavender."

"Stop it you fool."

"I'm hungry."

"Go and make your own food. Angels don't need to eat anyway."

"Yes they do."

I struggled out of his grip and gave him the most potent death glare ever.

"Would you kiss me?"

What the hell is he talking about?

"What?!" I blurted.

The blonde just looked innocently at me and yet at the same time I could see the grin forming on those thin lips.

"I said I was hungry. I don't need food. I just need…"

Need what?

"I need love."

I think I almost burst out laughing at how ridiculous that sounded.

An angel needs human love to survive? And he's asking me to kiss him? Oh god! But…he's…he's a guy for Christ sake. I can't just kiss him.

"No!"

"Why? You afraid?"

Oh God if only the police had believed me then maybe I could have tried ringing them up again to say that an angel was molesting me in my apartment.

"No! Go and find someone else to kiss you."

"Please Ran."

"Leave me alone."

"Raaannn."

Why is it I feel like something is going to go wrong?

"I'm going to kiss you."

"You. Are. Not."

"Yes. I. Am."

Before I could utter another word of protest, Yohji had sneaked his arms around my waist again and pulled me in for a bruising kiss.

"You stupid…mmph."

I am going to kill him. I am seriously going to kill him.

Instead I found myself kissing him back. How long have I lost all human contact? I don't remember. No one has ever touched me like this before. Not since Aya-chan died and I was left alone in this world. Left alone with no one to love me, hold me, comfort me.

I gasped as he tightened his arms around my waist and thrust his tongue deeply inside my mouth, flickering and licking, making me pant in short quick breaths. Dimly I could realise that my knees were going weak, as he supported me, my back leaning against the kitchen sink. As he smiled gently at me and kissed me again, I clutched onto his shoulder, somewhat surprised at not finding wings behind his back. He then grabbed onto my other wrist and brought it slowly to his lips, kissing the palm of my hand gently.

I could only stared at him in fascination, enraptured at what he was doing.

"Thank you Ran." He whispered huskily.

In a blind panic I pushed him away and ran inside my bathroom, slamming the door behind me.

Oh my god! I just kissed an angel, in the kitchen, and…I had liked it. What am I doing? What would Aya-chan say? She would think I have gone out of my mind. As I kept muttering curses I realised I had been walking the circuit of the room for almost ten minutes.

I glanced at myself in the mirror and observed my face. My red crimson hair was covered in white chalk dust, bits of feathers still sticking out here and there. My face was smeared with dirt, and I had a daub of white dust on my nose which I cleaned away using my sleeves. I grimaced as I realised that the rest of my clothes were all dirty and quickly scrambled out of them, turning the tap on the bath as I made sure the door was locked behind me.

Stupid angel. I don't care what he is doing out there. I hope he leaves the place by tomorrow morning.

I waited till the bath was almost full and poured some lavender oils into the tub. The scent immediately filled the whole room; making me far more relaxed after the terrible trauma I had experienced tonight. Bubbles were forming around the edge of the tub as I dipped my fingers inside to test the water temperature.

Perfect.

I took off the rest of my clothes; my pants falling away from my slim hips and folded them neatly near the table. Then I carefully slid myself into the warm water until it reached up to my neck and sighed.

Hmmm…how I needed this.

I have always preferred taking baths than showers. In a way the scent of the lavender is able to relax me, whisking me away from this lonely world if even for just a little while. I dipped my head into the water and held my breath.

The kiss. I felt strange when he kissed me. Like there was this burning feeling in the bottom of my heart. Could he have felt it too?

I gasped as I raised my head out of the water, realising I had been holding my breath for quite a long time and reached out for the shampoo.

An angel in my house. I still couldn't believe it. I had always thought they might exist…but to see them in real life.

I quickly washed off my hair and dried myself with the towel. It seems a bit too quiet out there and a part of me was worried that the stupid angel might have already left.

Yet deep inside I wished for him to stay.

If only for a little longer.

* * * * * * * *

I quietly opened the door to the bathroom thinking the angel must have left. It was far too quiet; the only sounds were the muted rumbles of a couple of cars moving on the streets below. I gathered the bathrobe closer to myself and walked into the lounge room, only to find Yohji snuggling on the couch, his back turned towards me.

Maybe he doesn't have anywhere else to go.

I picked up a blanket inside one of my wardrobes and slowly draped it over the slim figure. Yohji moaned softly and snuggled tighter into the couch as I smiled at how adorable he looked when asleep.

Are all angels like this?

I almost laughed at the thought as I quietly reached over to the lamp and shut off the light. A few more hours and it will almost be morning and I'll have to go to work as well. I left Yohji outside in the lounge room as I went back into my bedroom, crawling into the cold sheets.

I guess he must be the different one.

As I lied awake staring into the darkness, a part of me wasn't feeling so lonely anymore.

Maybe it's because I know when I wake up tomorrow morning someone will be there, outside my bedroom door.

Maybe because I know this time when I wake up, I won't be alone.

TBC~~~

Hp u liked this chapter. Yohji is such a pain isn't he? Well in the movie Takeshi Kaneshiro was meant to be a total innocent but somehow I can't see Yohji being a good little angel so he'll just have to torture poor Ran some more.

In regards to FM: Thanks for all suggestions. Decided to write two endings - as Neko stated it's better to hv ppl choose the one they want and me not hving to get sliced up by swords.

Just finished writing the ranken pairing - though I think both endings is gonna be sad. Call me an angst freak! Hee.

In reply to some reviews and emails:

LittleIsa: Hee. Thanks for the choc. I'm still in the middle of typing you back my email. Please excuse me. I will get to it real soon.

Merigold: Yes I know. I am bad. I never finish my fics and tend to leave them forever with my pile of books. I will try to be better in the future. Hee. *winks* No promises though.

Marsupial: I'm still hoping you write some more of your ranken arc. They are quite an inspiration.

Tmelange: If only I could give you a Yohji angel, I swear I will wrap him all up in ribbons and leave it at your doorstep. ^____^

Babaca: Really like ur new Gluhen fic. God…don't let me start with Aya and his long hair thing. *drools in thought* Yes be assure u will get ur Yohji/Ran ending in FM.

Nekojita: More evil Schu!!!!!!! That's all I hv to say. *crackles evilly*

Aisha-Max: LOL…you my dear always make me laugh. Ha! No more torture! You promised! I know…I feel bad. I will continue Voices of memories eventually. *smirk* But yes…I will finished "colours" - your pestering does helps a lot though.

Lady Gackt: Hee I only really watched the movie because of Takeshi Kaneshiro. He looks pretty good to me in the movie. And he had this really nice sexy deep voice like Aya-kun so I couldn't resist watching. I wasn't a big fan of Kelly either but I do like her songs. Yes HK dramas/movies is always an inspiration. Maybe we can see more lovely arts from u then? *smiles*

Thanks also to Jo and Miss J. Glad u guys like it. Oh and Silk…I know u just love me. ^____^

Sardius