Disclaimer: I don't own Weiss Kreuz, but I do own this plot, so please don't take it.
Warnings: Angst, yaoi, AU
Pairings: YAsuka, A/Y, A/Asuka
Italics flashback (Unless obviously otherwise)
Bottled Up
By Wolf Girl
"Okay, you got your ticket?" Asuka asked me eagerly, her eyes twinkling merrily at some little joke. I searched my pockets, finding my ticket missing. "Good things I remembered to get if from the nightstand! Why were you sleeping with it under your pillow anyway?"
I felt myself colour. "I didn't want to loose it." I took the ticket from her and took her arm. We waited silently for our turn at the ticket taker.
"Seats 42 and 43, row 8, on the first floor. We also have your backstage passes waiting on call." The man told us, staring at my hair as I walked by. Everyone stares at me. It's usually my hair and my eyes, but sometimes it's my skin, or the way I look when I smile slightly at Asuka. They call me beautiful.
"I still can't believe we get to see Yohji again!"
The three of us crowded around the small TV and looked at the dancers from Singing in the Rain.
"I'm going to dance like that someday," Yohji said.
We just laughed at him and didn't pay any attention to his further comments.I looked again at him dancing on the stage. How far Yohji's come! He really can dance like that now!
I leaned my head in closer to Asuka. "He looks like he's having fun."
"Of course he is, he's Yohji! He loves getting attention. Love, don't forget we get to go see him afterwords in his dressing room," she whispered back. She leaned forward and gave me a little peck on the lips.
I recoiled unconsciously, starting to daydream about Yohji again.
We all watched the movie further, our eyes shining with excitement. She left after a while...We rewound the tape and attempted to do the dance moves.
"I think your hip goes higher up."
"Yeah, well you try to get it up while trying to catch a flying person!"
"Let's try again. I think we're supposed to get closer."
"If Asuka comes in, she'll think we're having..."
"Let her! Dancing is even more intimate. You have to trust the person with all your heart. Get ready to catch me!"
"More intimate...Do you trust me to catch you?"
"With all my heart!"
The dance and the show ended, and the clapping came resounding across stage.
Asuka made our way slowly through the lobby, chatting about the play. "He looked so wonderful in that green outfit, don't you think?"
"Yes, he... he looked very handsome."
We walked over to the side door and showed our passes to the guard. He directed us towards the right room.
"This is it! We get to see him!" Asuka whispered.
I blinked slightly. This was really happening.
Right before she knocked, the door opened and Yohji stepped out, a leather jacket slung over his back.
"Aya." He said coldly. I realized he had not forgotten. I was hurt that was all he could say after so many years.
"Yohji." It was all I could say to him in front of Asuka.
"Askua! How wonderful to see you!" He gave her a big hug, locking eyes with me over her shoulder. When he straightened up, the glint was back in his eyes.
"Yohji, you were wonderful!" Asuka squealed, holding him around the waist. The look in her eyes told me that she forgotten me. It was better. I had forgotten her for him. Poor girl. She never knew about us.
"Let's go eat dinner!" Asuka cried.
"Sounds good. Dinner's on me." Yohji said.
"No, Ran and I insist." Asuka said. I saw Yohji flinch as she said my real name. I'd never let him call me that.
I looked at him, willing him to understand. That isn't who I want to be, I said silently. I want to be Aya for you. He didn't look at me again, just at Asuka as we walked down the hallway.
Yohji gave me a lingering look and his hand brushed my waist as he passed me in the doorway. Maybe I wasn't so bad off.
"Yohji, we aren't doing it right." I said, breathless from our long practice.
"Don't you think we're a little far apart still? The picture has them like this." He wrapped his leg around me as close as it could go. "Then like this," he whispered, stroking my cheek.
My breathing started getting faster. There was no space between us as he crushed our bodies together. He trailed his finger over my lips, and I kissed it gently. He sighed and released me. I caught myself before I could fall bonelessly to the floor. He looked at me a minute longer, then went to change the music to something more... docile.
"Three step waltz! One two three, one two three, one two three."
I looked at the ceiling thankfully. The waltz left no room for anything but dancing.
Author Notes: This is probably going to be in two parts. Maybe three though. I'll try to update again soon.
