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Warning: Mild language, violence, sexual content between males, and disturbing imagery. If any of this bothers you, do not read.

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Switching Sweaters:

Swing

Ken was still tied to Youji's bed. There was nothing he could do but wait. Never had he felt this defenseless, and he wondered how Youji would react. Would he be disgusted, angry, or turned on by Ken's messy state? Ken closed his eyes and prayed for sleep and a gun so he could kill Aya the next time he saw him. After an hour Ken was finally able to slip into a troubled sleep.

He was awoken by the lights flashing on. Youji stood by the door with his mouth open. Ken turned to meet his eyes. He was relieved when he saw no signs of disgust or anger, but instead he saw concern.

"Ken what happened? Are you hurt? Who did this to you?" Youji blurted out all at once.

"I'm a little sore, but not hurt. Aya did this to me, because…" Ken trailed off. He didn't want to tell Youji why Aya did it. Ken wasn't exactly sure of the reason himself.

"Aya did this?" Youji's surprised voice rang out in disbelief.

"Yes, we had sex, but I didn't think he would leave me here. Despite what it looks like, it was mutual. Now if you don't mind, could you please untie me. And don't worry, Youji, you can have my room tonight, and I'll clean up here." Youji crept towards him, and began untying Ken's wrists.

"Don't worry about it. We'll both sleep in your room, and I'll take care of it tomorrow." Youji said as he messaged Ken's bruised wrists.

"No, I should be the one to clean it up, after all, it is my mess. I'm really sorry, Youji. If you want I can buy you a new comforter."

"Don't worry, Ken, and it isn't just your mess, it's that damn Aya's too. Go take a shower, and I'll be in your room when you get out." Youji said as he helped Ken towards the door. Ken couldn't stop a moan of pain as Youji helped him out of the room. His whole body hurt. He was more than happy to wash away the proof of what had happened between him and Aya.

After his shower Ken made his way to his room. He was happy to see that Youji was already there. Youji was wearing a pair of sweat pants, and digging through Ken's dresser draws.

"Where are your pajamas, Ken?"

"Bottom left." He answered as he threw his towel to the floor.

"Feel better?" Youji asked as he threw Ken's pajamas at him.

"Yes," Ken responded as he quickly put on his matching flannel pajama top and bottoms. He then leapt under the covers as Youji switched off the lights and crawled in next to him.

"Listen, Youji, about tonight. I'm sorry about what I did to you earlier," Ken sighed. He was happy that Youji couldn't see him.

"I'm not. I asked and you delivered. If anything I should be the one to apologize."

"You were just joking, Youji. I knew it, but I was mad. I thought you were making fun of gay people. You know, I think I'm gay." Ken said as he scooted away from Youji. He couldn't believe he had finally said it and to Youji of all people. Youji remained silent. Ken closed his eyes and wished for the night to end.

"So, what if you are, Ken? You really think I care? I wasn't making fun of gay people tonight. I was making fun of you and Aya. Besides I think it should be pretty obvious that I enjoyed you performance." Youji said as he reached out towards Ken and held him in a tight embrace. Ken moved closer as his heart began beating faster in his chest. He nuzzled his chin against Youji's neck and enjoyed the scent of the other man. That one embrace felt ten times more intimate than what he had done with Aya.

"I have always been curious about men. I'm glad my first experience was with you, Ken. It was fun, but I think I'll stick to women for now." Youji laughed as he kissed Ken's ear playfully.

"Whatever," Ken said rolling his eyes.

"Now that sounds like an Aya response to me." Youji smirked and then quickly wiped it away. Ken could see now that his eyes had adjusted. He frowned at Youji for comparing him to the ice prince. Just the mere mention of Aya was enough to make him ill.

"So, how many men have you been with?" Youji said to change the topic.

"None, I've messed around with a few, but I've never actually done it. Well, until tonight." Ken blushed with anger and embarrassment at admitting the truth.

"Really, you mean Aya was your first and he treated you like this," Youji gasped.

"I guess. You know he must really hate me." Ken could feel tears welling up into his eyes. Youji leaned down and wiped them away.

"That bastard, he's our leader. He should never have acted the way he did tonight, and to think I was actually starting to like the guy." Youji spat with disgust. Ken felt the same way. He snuggled closer to Youji and quickly fell asleep in the older man's arms.

000

Ken was disappointed to find Youji had already left when he woke up. He had wanted to wake up in Youji's arms. It was strange, but he felt safe in Youji's arms even though they were the arms of an assassin.

He went down the stairs hoping Youji was still around, but he only saw Omi sitting at the table. Omi's big blue eyes raised to meet his. Ken could tell that Omi was worried and upset about something.

"What's wrong, Omi?" Ken asked in concern.

"Thank goodness you're up Ken. I need you to talk to Youji and Aya. You see Youji came down the stairs this morning, which is abnormal in itself, because Youji never gets up before noon. I guess that should have been a warning for what was to come. After he got down the stairs he called Aya a bastard and then took a swing at him punching him in the face with no warning at all. Then Aya screamed at him about always taking things he didn't really want, and they both left." Omi gasped, running out of oxygen.

"Aya probably disserved it." Ken said smirking on the inside. He would have liked to see Youji punch Aya.

"That's not fair, Ken. I have no idea what the fight was about, but it seemed really serious. Ken if those two don't make up our team will fall apart," Omi pleaded.

"And you think I can talk to them. Come on, Omi, since when does Aya talk?" Ken said spitefully as he sat down at the table.

"Ken do you know what happened to make them so mad at each other?"

"No." Ken said ,he hated looking into Omi's eyes and lying to him. He never lied to him, and he knew Omi wouldn't to him, but he just couldn't bring himself to say the truth. He didn't want to tell Omi about how easily he had given himself to a man who hated him. Ken left the table mumbling about soccer practice with the kids. .

000

He didn't really have soccer practice with the kids, but he just wanted out of the house. He jogged around the trail at the park, as he wondered about why Youji had taken revenge for him. The thing that concerned him the most though was what Aya had meant by Youji taking things he didn't really want. Aya was jealous of him and Youji, but why? Youji and him weren't even an issue and besides, Aya didn't seem to even like him as far as he could tell. Ken huffed, running faster trying to outrun his worries.

That's when he noticed Aya standing in the middle of the track looking pisssed off. Ken couldn't stop himself in time and smashed into Aya knocking them onto the concrete. Ken felt himself bleeding from a few scrapes on his elbows and he blinked down at Aya and noticed his black eye. Without thinking he brushed the few strands of red hair to the side, so he could observe the damage Youji had caused.

"Off!" Aya huffed as he batted Ken's hand away. Ken rolled off of him and stood up not offering Aya any assistance.

"What the hell do you want? You're acting all bitchy, but you were the one standing in my way!"

"I wanted to know if you were still a part of Weiss. I know how emotional you get, Ken, so I decided to make sure you weren't going to do anything dramatic."

"Yeah, right. I'm so heartbroken, Aya, that I don't think I can go on seeing you everyday knowing that you were just using me for my body," Ken said sarcastically. He turned, ignoring Aya, and began jogging away from him.

Before Ken could react Aya tackled him to the ground. Aya straddled his waist and stared down at him coldly.

"You can stop the act, Ken. Your boyfriend already got your revenge." Aya said as he pointed to his black eye. "You know he's just using you, so what does it matter if I do too." Ken tried bucking Aya off, but he was to heavy.

"I'm not with Youji, you bastard. I never have been and never will be with him. And I'm sure as hell not some toy for you to use to relieve your sexual tension, and live out your sick fantasies with. So, go find someone else." Ken spat at Aya. Aya cupped Ken's chin in his hand and tilted his face upwards until their mouths met. Ken was quickly lost in the soft kisses he was receiving until.

"Gross!"

"Look, it's a couple of queers."

Ken looked up to see a group of young adolescent boys not far from them. He broke away from Aya who was still trying to kiss him.

"Aya, we're in the park. People can see us."

"So," Aya said as he tangled his fingers in Ken's chocolate locks and brought their mouths back together. This time the kiss was forced, hard, and passionate. Ken still struggled to pull away while Aya attacked his mouth. Aya finally pulled away while Ken panted.

"I thought you liked having people watch you. At least you do at the club," Aya said bitterly. Ken could feel his anger swelling again. He wanted to hit Aya but feared if he did he wouldn't stop until Aya was dead.

"You prick, why is it you always feel the need to insult me and put me down. I hate you, Aya! I know you're our leader now and I have to respect that, but only during missions. So, if you don't shut up I'll give you a matching black eye. Not that you don't already deserve it for what you did last night. Even if I was with Youji you had no right to tie me up to his bed, have sex with me, and leave me there for him to find. What kind of sick freak does things like that?"

"So, you and Youji have really never been together? I see, I was wrong. Well, we have to be at the club by eight tonight. I'll see you later, Ken." Aya gave Ken an odd smile as he leaned down and kissed him again. Then left Ken panting, confused and angry on the hard concrete of the track.

TBC