TITLE: Lie to me

AUTHOR: sara-chan

PAIRING: Ran/Ken

RATING: R

WARNINGS: yaoi, angst, violence, Ken-torture, AU

DISCLAIMERS: Weiss Kreuz is not mine. I'm just a poor student.

A.N: I'm sorry for the long delay! I can't believe this fic hasn't been updated for a year! Hope I still have some ppl reading it.

LIE TO ME

Chapter 3: DINNER TOGETHER?

Ken sighed happily as he lay down on the green grass. His mocha eyes gazed dreamily at the blue sky while a huge smile appeared on his heart-shaped face. He breathed deeply in the pure air that surrounded him and felt his heart beat steadily.

I wish I could stay here forever.

/…you!/

Huh?

Ken froze. He had heard something. He sat up and looked around, but there was no one except himself on this hill. Trees were the only things he could see from his spot. The brunette shrugged and was getting back on laying down when he heard the same voice.

/You… I… stay back or…/

What was that? Ken suddenly stood up. Heart stammering wildly inside his chest, he looked again around him. What was going on? Who was speaking? He could only grasp some words, but they didn't make any sense to him.

"HEY!" Ken yelled. "Who are you?" No one answered him. Was he hallucinating? When he thought he was going crazy, a strong wind blew right toward him.

/Ken, I will kill you./

-YYY-

Ken awoke with a gasp. Fists clenching tightly around the couch, he stared at the wall, utterly frightened.

/Ken, I will kill you./

What did the dream mean? A dream…

That was just a dream! He shouldn't be scared. It wasn't real! Shivering suddenly in his white tee-shirt and black jeans, the brunette decided to make some hot chocolate. He checked his watch and saw it was only 2 p.m.

2 p.m !!!

But then that meant it was time for his…

"You are finally awaked?" a deep voice suddenly said.

Ken nearly jumped out of his skin. He turned back and gasped when he saw Aya Fujimiya sitting closed to the windows with a book on his laps. The man took off his glasses and looked down at him with cool eyes.

Oh shit… He had completely forgotten about his lesson. He had played soccer this morning and had come back home very tired. So after eating a bit, he had decided to take a nap before his teacher arrived. He hadn't planned on sleeping so deeply that he'd forget his lesson.

How embarrassing!

Ken stood up and bowed apologetically. "I'm sorry, sensei! I didn't mean to oversleep!" He opened one of his eyes, anxious about the redhead's answer. The man was so strict and cold with him that Ken didn't know when he was angry or not. When he thought about it, he had never seen the man wearing a smile on his face since he came a month ago.

Aya rose from his chair and throw a cold gaze at his student. "Let's move to your room. I hope your exercises are finished."

Ken flinched but nodded silently. They climbed the stairs that leaded to the brunette's chambers. As he was looking for his books, he noticed that he had a message on his cell phone.

[Your father and I won't be at home tonight. Meetings… If you need anything, call us.

Love, Okaa-san.]

Ken frowned as he put down his phone. He was used to his parents' absences. He knew they were busy with their jobs. They were important people after all, so they had a lot of obligations to attend to. But that didn't mean that he was pleased with it. Hell, their family wasn't very affectionate with each other.

Protocol, protocol, protocol… That was what he had been used to live since he was a kid.

Sighing softly and a bit sadly, the young boy grabbed his books and trailed dejectedly toward his desk, where his sensei was waiting. At the man's raised brow, Ken shrugged.

"My parents are out tonight, so if you want to leave sooner, that's fine with me."

Gears were turning inside Aya's mind at this unexpected new. The boy's parents were out tonight? That was an opportunity that he couldn't pass. He hadn't found the time to check the son's room since his last contact with his teammate. He had to find a way to stay here tonight.

When the course ended, Aya was still looking for an excuse. It was Maya that unintentionally offered him one.

"Ken-kun, why don't you ask Fujimiya-san to eat with you tonight?" the old woman smiled when she came to give them some tea.

The boy blinked as if he had just woken up. Aya's lips quirked at the kittenish look. They had worked non stop this afternoon, but Aya was pleased with Ken. At first, he had thought the boy would be a lazy and uncooperative student. Their first meeting hadn't been a memorable one after all. But the redhead found soon that the boy loved to learn. Even if he didn't show it, Aya started to like his sessions with the brunette. Teaching wasn't such a bad thing after all.

Ken nodded slowly, as if the simple action was too hard for him. "Why not? Sensei, would you like to stay a bit with us?" Ken shared a smile with the woman and added. "But I'm warning you, we will share dinner with Maya and Matsuya. I can't stand eating in the dinner room. Too big for me!"

"It's fine with me," Aya replied and thanked for his offer. Silently, he was relieved he didn't have to sneak during the night. He would just have to invent an excuse so that he could check Ken's room without the boy behind him.

- YYY -

Dinner went surprisingly well. The two domestics were a bit uneasy at Aya's appearance in the kitchen, but once Ken started to babble non stop, everyone seemed to relax. The teacher didn't miss the open affection both older servants felt toward their young master. The way Maya would smile at the brunette's stories or the way Matsuya's eyes would soften whenever Ken laughed… the boy was truly loved by those two persons.

Aya's thoughts stopped when he approached his student's rooms. He had just left the kitchen, once dinner was finished and he had told them he was going to the bathroom. That wasn't exactly a lie. He did go there, but why not doing his mission while he was finally alone?

Opening silently the door, the redhead entered and looked quickly around. Nothing was out of place. He walked toward the desk and opened each drawer.

Nothing.

Damn!

Lips set in a thin line, Aya glared once more at the room. His eyes settled on the sole painting representing a beach with golden sand. It was truly beautiful.

Maybe..?

"What are you doing here?"

Aya leapt back and found himself with Ken before him. Shit!

"Sensei?" asked the brunette again as his brows furrowed, perplexed to see his teacher in his room.

"I was looking for my glasses and I thought that I could have forgotten them in your room," he answered coolly without a flinch. He silently sighed when Ken nodded and smiled at him.

"Did you find them?" the boy asked as he entered and flopped down on his bed. He kicked out his shoes and grabbed his pillow as if it was a teddy bear.

Cute, Aya thought with a smile, but he quickly put back on his scowling face. What was he thinking, staring at his student like that when he had a mission to accomplish? That wasn't professional at all. That damn Yohji would be rolling on the floor, laughing like crazy, if he knew about this short distraction.

"Yes thank you," he replied coldly. "I will leave now."

"Wait!" Ken shouted as he jumped from his bed and ran toward him. The redhead glared down at the teen, but the latter didn't seem to be fazed at all. Aya didn't want to stay anymore. His mission tonight was a failure. He hadn't found the documents and he had wasted his time.

Though a part of him said that he didn't really regret what had happened tonight.

Aya's musings didn't go any farther because at this moment, a certain brunette with mocha eyes fell right in his arms.

How?

Ken must have caught his foot with the carpet. The boy was a real klutz sometimes.

"Oh my God! I'm sorry Sensei! Are you alright? I didn't hurt you, did I? Oh man! I'm such an idiot! I always put my foot there, so I should know right?"

Ken was blabbering. And was blushing, Aya noticed. That made the brunette look even more cutter.

Aya immediately released the boy's arms as if he was on fire. His eyes turned into a freezing cold purple color and he stepped back. "Oyasumi Ken."

The door closed sharply behind him, leaving a blinking and surprised Ken inside the room.

Walking stiffly toward his white Porsche, Aya grabbed his phone and composed a number. When he heard the click at the other side of the phone, he summoned all his willpower to act calm.

"Mission failure for tonight."

TBC…

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