This may seem sudden but I've decided to put this story right in between episodes 12 and 13, just so there is no confusion.

Disclaimers: I don't own anything of Weiß Kreuz. If I did I could actually afford the stuff I buy. This story idea is my own personal work though.

Warnings: Shounen-ai KenxOmi…sooner or later. I do have a plot to this now, really I do. I'm just…uh…taking my time writing it.

The reason I decided to post this chapter was because, honestly, I got a criticism that I didn't feel was very constructive and it ticked me off. But I shall not be discouraged, I'm proving that right now! So you have this girl to thank in actuality. And you know what, lady, I still don't have an editor. If finding an occasional error bugs you that much don't read fanfics.

Chapter 4

It wasn't hardly a minute after Ken and Omi had parted their ways did Omi's screaming ring through the house, calling out for him and Aya. This had caused both Ken and Aya to go rushing to investigate what was wrong. They burst through his bedroom door, nearly tripping over each other to get in. They ran in to see Omi on the computer looking frustrated and confused at once.

"What?! What is it?!" Ken asked him worriedly as Aya looked frantically around the room as if expecting an intruder to be there.

"Come here! Look, I was just checking the news page out and look at the article on the first page!" Omi shouted urgently, waving both his teammates over to him. Aya and Ken leaned over the youngest mans shoulders looking at the screen as Aya silently volunteered to read aloud.

"Today around 5:00PM there was an explosion in downtown Tokyo. Investigators tie the bombs to a recent burglary of explosives from a military base. The explosion was taken credit by an organization called Weiß…" the redhead grew silent right there. "It happened again," he whispered softly. This was the second time though all four Weiß members and Kritiker were clueless to who would have done such a thing at first, they all eventually came to the conclusion it had to be Schwarz's doing. They had openly threatened them and were the only living people against them to know of them. What they first thought to be them testing the waters was now confirmed; they were not planning on stopping.

"This isn't good. They don't care at all about getting innocent people involved…" Ken muttered. They had made that obvious when in order to draw them out had kidnapped Ouka and ended up killing her in the end, now they were continuing to do it. This was unbelievable.

"I should go research it more down in the basement," Omi stated as he stood from his seat. "We have to stop these people, the sooner or the better."

Aya was silent for a moment before turning and walking out the door without another word. Omi and Ken didn't bother to question where he was going, rather, continued as if nothing had happened.

"I'll brief Yoji on the mission when he finally comes back," Omi told Ken since it was now only the two in the room. Though he hadn't asked Ken wondered where Aya was off to. He seemed to have a one track mind these days.

"Don't expect to see him tonight," Ken commented to him. It brought a small snicker from the younger man which actually surprised Ken.

"I don't," he finally replied.

The drama now over Ken raised his arms above his head and stretched. "Well, I'll be in the living room watching TV on the off chance that you need my help with something," now that was something to laugh at. Omi. Needing help with a computer. By Ken of all people. Ken shook his head at himself for actually stating something so stupid.

"I'll keep it mind," even Omi must have thought the offer was ridiculous. He strolled past Ken towards the door to go down into the basement just as he said he was going to.

"If nothing you can always come in and fall asleep on my shoulder."

Omi froze in the doorway. Ken gulped. That hadn't sounded right. Replaying it over in his head it almost sounded like a way of cruel teasing. He hadn't meant it that way, not at all! He had wholeheartedly meant it. In a joking sort of way but not at all as an insult. Ken cursed and kicked himself mentally several times. What was it about this sudden friendship becoming so deep and true that his subconscious was trying to ruin it at all costs?

"…I'll…keep it in mind," Omi said it slowly and in a low tone. Ken immediately was sure he had hurt his feelings. Again. As he did the last time he tried to make a joke.

"I didn't mean that the way it sounded!" Ken quickly tried to recover. It was if Omi were sand that was slowly sliding through his fingers. "I wouldn't mind!"

That didn't sound right either.

Ken cursed and kicked himself mentally a few more times.

Omi turned around again, finally facing Ken. Much to the dark brunette's relief, he was actually grinning. Though why on earth he was grinning was another good question.

"Do you know what Yoji would do, if he caught us in that position?"

Ken blushed but at the same time he couldn't help but laugh. After that comment he had made that evening about taking Omi to bed, Ken didn't doubt that the blonde wouldn't take it upon himself to go saying things like that more often. Especially if he and Omi handed him some evidence to back up his perverted claims.

More cursing and kicking mentally.

What he hell was he talking about evidence? That wasn't evidence! Ken would admit, two men leaning against each other on a couch did seem a little odd but this was the new millennium. It wasn't that odd, certainly nothing that should alert his teammates.

Ken just erased the entire conversation from his head. He would kill Yoji when he got back for causing the insane talk in his head.

"Right, right… Anyway, see you later, Omi," deciding to walk past Omi and leave as soon as possible before he really did mess up. However Omi stopped him abruptly.

"Um, Ken-kun?"

He stopped and looked back at the boy.

"What is it?"

Omi froze…then finally seemed to muster up the courage to speak again. "I was wondering. You…want to…go shoot some hoops tomorrow like you mentioned the other day?"

Ken was surprised he brought it up now. Pleasantly surprised. So truly the other day had been nothing personal. Omi had just been having an off day. No big deal. Ken would have loved to have someone to shoot baskets with instead of doing it alone. Especially if it was Omi's company.

"Sure. You know me, I'm never up to anything important…" he smiled. "We have a date."

Ken and Omi both blushed at the same time.

Ken hurried away without another word.

Damn Yoji. Damn him and his stupid implications straight to hell.

* * *

Omi was happy. Dare he think the word? For once it seemed he was making a friend. A true friend. It wasn't as though Ken and Omi hadn't been friends from the beginning but now it seemed like it was taking another step. Instead of there just being a mutual caring between them it was now being acknowledged. They were doing stuff together like regular boy teenagers did. Hanging out. He felt normal, something that was so hard for him to claim. He felt as though he truly had a shot of having someone he could always count on for the simplest of things. What friends did for one another.

He was happy.

He was whistling as he walked towards the basement.


It would take a hell of a lot to bring down Omi Tsukiyono's mood. Even with the current situation

He wondered what else they could start doing together. Pizza, movies, video games. Regular teenage boy stuff.

And…he didn't have to worry about Ken dying like Ouka had. He could take care of himself, he wouldn't lose him as well.

Omi heard some people say of how they wished so badly that there life was more interesting. That their life wasn't normal. Omi thought it was sad, they didn't realize how blessed they were. How much he would give to be one of them. To have clean hands, to not worry of if he would even live through the next mission. To be normal. To not have the haunting nightmares every night, to not have to see those horrible men each time he tried to sleep.

He was happy he was finally being granted to have a piece of that normality.

* * *

This was good. This felt right. Maybe he didn't have to be the lone assassin with no one in his life. Maybe, just maybe, he could have someone close to him. Maybe he could have someone he could truly call his best friend. Certainly Omi wouldn't end up on the targets list as his previous friend had.

Ken sighed. Maybe he would not openly admit it to anyone but he had found it kind of hard to allow someone to be his best friend again since Kase. It was one of the most painful things Ken had ever gone through. More than when he had been thrown out of the J-league. Because he had come to find out the reason his career, his dream had ended and he had become a killer was all because of a person he thought he could trust. He was then ordered to kill that very person in the end whom had not only ruined his dream but had wanted him dead as well.

All because of jealousy?

That just ripped his soul in half.

But Omi…Omi was different. Omi would never hurt him. Especially not purposely.

Ken stopped at the bottom of the stairs. He was surprised to find Aya standing there as if he were waiting for someone. As if he were waiting for him…

"What?" he didn't know what else to say to him.

Aya uncrossed his arms and approached him. Ken now found himself quite curious about just what the redhead wanted from him. He and Aya rarely talked.

"I wanted to talk to you."

Another shocker for the day to add to his list. Aya wanted to talk to him and it appeared to be about something rather serious. This, Ken decided, was going to be interesting. Anything Aya said was interesting because he rarely talked. On even rarer occasions did he actually talk to any of them one on one. Ken sarcastically thought to himself what he had done so right-or so wrong-to get the ice price to speak to him.

He of course would not say this out loud.

"About what?"

"About Omi."

His interest was spiked further. Not only was he talking to him one on one but also he was talking to him about a certain young brunette downstairs. He raised an eyebrow at the man in front of him.

"…what about him?" he asked the question with caution. The last thing he wanted was to feel guilty about talking about Omi behind his back.

"About his relationship with you."

Ken suddenly felt as though Aya had said something wrong. His relationship with Omi? Since when was that any of his business? An even better question of course was when the hell he did even start caring?

"What? What the hell are you talking about?" he came out and said the exact phrase he had been thinking.

"Do you really think it's wise, getting as close are you two are with your current position?" he said it calmly with no emotion in his voice as he usually did. Ken could not believe the words he heard though. He was telling him to back off? If he wasn't he was doing a poor job not making it sound that way. What position was he even talking about?

"What the hell are you talking about?" he said it again and this time Aya looked annoyed.

"In our current profession do you think it's wise to go getting close to him and vise versa? Working together, in danger… It's not a good idea to get so close, you'll start slipping up."


He was concerned about their work. Ken didn't know why he was so shocked to hear him saying this. He was furious as he heard it. Yoji had gone and told him that he was covered in blood, didn't have the right to love someone whom was clean. He had let Yuriko go because of that. It was another rip in his heart that he would get used to. Now, he was moving past it all, trying to have some sort of social life with Omi and Aya was telling him that was wrong as well. Aya, Yoji…both of them telling him what was right and what was wrong. This just in infuriated him. Neither of them had the right to meddle in his life.

"You don't have the right to say this to me!" Ken yelled at him. "My life outside of Weiß… It has nothing to do with you!"

"But this is about Weiß," Aya's voice was suddenly firm and harsh. "Omi is part of Weiß… This has everything to do with Weiß! You think I would give it a second thought if we were talking about a normal person? Having a personal relationship isn't a good idea for either of you! However," Aya seemed to calm down a bit at that point. "It's purely up to you. I'm not going to tell you have to live. All I did was voice my opinion. Take it as you will," Aya turned his back to him and began to stroll off, almost as if the conversation had never taken place. Ken could not believe what he had just said.

It wasn't any of his business… This had nothing to do with Weiß! And he was sick of being lonely, he was sick of all of it! If Aya was content that way then that was that. But he wasn't like him. He wasn't like that. He refused to be alone without anyone for the rest of his life.

Ken just stood there as Aya walked off. He knew if he opened his mouth right then that all he was going to do was cause trouble.

* * *

He had stayed up late again that night, watching sports. The clock on the wall now read midnight and he had the early shift tomorrow. Aya could have cared less that he had taken Omi's shift that day and as far as he was concerned he could take it up with Omi if it bothered him. It didn't though, he didn't regret doing Omi that favor. He knew the boy had been having a hard time sleeping lately. Ken had had his own share of nightmares, he still did. He was just to the point where they didn't bother him anymore.

Thinking of Aya just made him angry. He still could not forget what he had said about not getting too close to Omi. Like he was suppose to remain alone all his life. Since when did Aya and Yoji suddenly become his guardians? First Yoji preaching about Yuriko and now Aya doing the same thing with Omi. He was a grown man, capable of deciding what was right or wrong for him. Omi was sensible as well, they weren't stupid. They were fine. There was nothing wrong with this…

As Ken walked up stairs towards his own room he noticed the light shining under Omi's door, indicating that he was still up. That or else he had started sleeping with the lights on. He wasn't sure if he should bother him after the other night when Omi had made it clear he didn't want to talk about it, but then decided he would show Aya just exactly what he thought of his "opinion", and he gave a light tap on the door. After a few seconds it opened and Omi, in his pajamas, looked surprised by who it was.

"You're not asleep yet?" he questioned without a greeting. Ken just looked at him skeptically. It was quite a question for him to ask, after all, he was still up too.

"How come you're not in bed?" he asked and Omi suddenly looked a bit timid. A mild blush shown on his face, he felt a little embarrassed to tell his older teammate that he was afraid of having nightmares, it was so childish. Though he had a feeling that Ken already knew what his problem was.

"I have my reasons," he decided to reply. Ken did know though, he really didn't have to say it.

"Omi, you have nightmares and they bother you. I get it," Ken stated. "You can't go avoiding the subject."

Omi grumbled to himself. It was embarrassing, telling his teammate-or at least his teammate knowing-that he was afraid of nightmares.

"It's stupid and I know I should get over it," Omi told him, walking over to his bed and sitting down on the edge of it as he spoke. Ken walked over and joined him.

"What exactly are you dreaming about?" he asked. Omi gulped. He brought his knees to his chest and turned his head away from Ken, glaring at the headboard of his bed. Ken was the one who gulped this time.

"Okaaay, don't wanna talk about it," Ken immediately dropped it and was relieved as he saw Omi's expression soften.

"Ken-kun, do you…ever had nightmares?" he asked softly.

"Eh, sometimes," he answered. "Usually I can't even remember my dreams."

"But, you do have them, right?" Omi finally turned his head to look at him. "When you do…are they…made up or are you reliving…something that really hurt you?" he didn't know how else to put it even though he felt like he was telling more than he wanted to. He remembered hearing various times about how when you had a nightmare it was best to tell someone about it so that it never came true. But that would not work in his case. It had already happened.

Ken fought his curious nature. He was dying to find out just exactly what Omi was talking about. But he had to be supportive and he didn't want to just drive Omi away. Omi was friendly, he was caring towards everyone, but Ken was starting to realize how when things got too personal with him he tried to change the subject.

"Depends…" he looked at Omi with an eyebrow raised. "What are they with you?"

This time Omi was glaring at him instead of the headboard. Ken sighed. This was a touchy subject with Omi. It was like walking on eggshells.

"Omi, listen, I know you don't like talking to me about it. I just want to help, that's all," he explained. Omi looked startled.

"It's not you, Ken-kun!" he quickly said, looking saddened. "It's not you personally! I can't…I can't talk to anyone about this type of thing. It's just the way I am. I know that might seem weird since I'm the one always trying to help other people, always being so friendly… But that's because it's so easy when it has nothing to do with me," he had been that exact way with Ouka. The girl died without him revealing any of his secrets. "I just don't like to burden people with my problems. I have to handle them…my own way, by myself."

"Omi, but why?" Ken didn't understand. If Omi trusted him, why did he feel like he had to go at it alone?

"Ken-kun, think about it… Look at me, tell me exactly what you're feeling, what your dreams are, what your hopes are, and what you expect," he stared at him hard in the eyes and Ken suddenly felt very uneasy. "Tell me your fears, what scares you, what makes you cry… Can you tell me that?"

Now it was hard because Omi wanted to know about him. It was so easy to pester Omi and try to get him to share but Ken realized that even if Omi did he could not give anything back. He wasn't willing to tell Omi his hopes, his dreams, what he expected, what made him cry. He didn't want to. He finally realized just what Omi meant. Maybe at some point in his life he would have but now since he had joined Weiß, he tried not to think about any of those things. He and Omi were exactly the same and Ken didn't have the right to ask Omi to tell him things that he couldn't tell him.

"Exactly," Omi said, his point proved "Maybe…someday we'll be willing to share those kind of things with each other. But not now…now… I just can't," Omi eyes were on the floor as he said this. "And neither can you."

"You're right," Ken told him. Not a surprise, Omi was always right. "Until I can give you answers…I won't ask you to share your answers with me. Fair is fair, isn't it?" he stood from the bed and Omi looked up at him in confusion as he did.

"Where are you going? I didn't say you had to leave…" Omi frowned. "I'm just being honest, Ken-kun, I-I don't want to…hurt you."

Ken was the one who was surprised. He was sure he had insulted Omi somehow, that he would have wanted him to leave. Again, he didn't know where the line was drawn and he kept stepping over it. He was lucky that Omi was so understanding. Omi…Omi really was a great friend to have.

Omi smiled up at him and patted the edge of his bed. "If you weren't…headed to bed, we could just…talk. About nothing," he added with a chuckle. "I guess I don't really feel like being alone right now, you know?"


"Yeah… I feel the same," Ken admitted, taking Omi up on his offer and sitting back down. Omi's bed was soft. Really soft. Ken didn't know how he could stand it. "I feel like I'm sinking into this thing… How can you handle sleeping on something so soft?" he questioned, starting the conversation and Omi laughed.

"It doesn't hurt my back, that's how! Don't tell me you sleep on one those hard mattresses!"

So they talked about random things. It was nice; it was bonding in their own way. They didn't know how long they had stayed up just talking with each other until they both ended up drifting off to sleep, right on Omi's bed.

~*TBC*~

The next chapter is 18 pages. Now that I know where I'm going with this you no longer have to worry about these little chapters anymore after this.