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

Author's note: Thanks for the reviews. Hope you enjoy.

Switching Sweaters:

Spice

Ken gnawed impatiently on his hamburger. Aya hadn't spoken since they had left the house, except for when he had ordered his food. Ken sighed as he tapped his fingers against his half empty glass, hoping to get Aya's attention. Aya still avoided talking or even looking at him.

"Why don't you talk? You said you needed to talk to me alone. Well, we're alone, so why don't you just tell me what I'm doing wrong now. Because I'm sure you have something mean and nasty to say that you didn't want Omi or Youji to hear. So, go ahead and just say it. I'm man enough to take it."

"Do you love Omi?" Aya asked as he twisted his napkin in his hands. Ken was stunned; he couldn't tell what the hell Aya was thinking.

"Of course I do."

"Do you love me?" Aya asked as he gave Ken the same emotionless expression he always had. Ken choked on his hamburger and quickly took a long drink from his water.

"Why do you want to know?

"Just answer my question, Ken!" Aya's cold voice raised.

"I guess I do."

"You guess? Whatever. Do you love me like you love Omi?"

"No I love Youji, Omi, and you all differently. Even though I may hate you all sometimes I still love you because in some twisted way you guys are my family.

"I've never thought of any of you as my family. The only family I have left is my sister."

"Is that really how you feel? Ken asked sadly looking into Aya's cold violet eyes. "You really only think of us as co-workers?"

"Did you really mean what you said last night about showing me a good time?" Aya asked changing the subject.

"What did I say?" Ken asked in confusion not remembering much of what happened the night before when he went out with Youji.

"You said you wanted to show me a good time. You wanted to be on top." Aya said seductively as he gave Ken a wicked grin. He nearly died when he felt a leg moving up his.

"Oh, did I really say all that?" Ken stuttered as he tried to push Aya's leg away without anyone noticing.

"Do you want me. Underneath you panting and moaning your name, like you do when you're beneath me?"

"I was drunk when I said that, so don't be mad Aya. I know that will never happen you're too much of a selfish bastard to ever let anyone be in control." Ken spat bitterly as he glared at the beautiful red head.

"Omi would let you be on top." Aya said coldly.

"I don't know about that. Can we not talk about Omi right now."

"Guilt getting to you Ken? You know Omi isn't really gay, he's just confused. He doesn't want to love another girl, because he thinks no one can replace Ouka.

"Shut up!" Ken hissed trying to keep his voice low, so the people around them wouldn't hear.

"You and I are different, because we are both gay. We're not just seeking human contact like Omi, or mindless sex like Youji."

Ken didn't know what to say, for once Aya was right. He wasn't just seeking someone who was like him. A person he didn't have to lie to, or feel guilty with. He was actually gay, unlike Omi. "Do you think we are both gay?"

"Yes, I'm highly attracted to you, and you're the first person I've ever been with. I always questioned it in high school, but I repressed it. The only person in my family who knew of my problem was my sister, Aya. Then I met you and I was kind of attracted to you, but I thought you were a block head, until club glitter. When I saw you wearing those angel wings I knew I couldn't resist my urges anymore."

"How were you sure I was gay. I mean you weren't just going on a hunch when you tied me down to Youji's bed."

"Come on, Ken, a person doesn't even need gay-dar to tell you're gay."

"I'm not flamboyant." Ken said defensively as he felt his anger rising.

"Whatever, Ken. It's so obvious. Not even the biggest soccer fans watch all the games. We all know that you're just checking out all the hot soccer players."

"I watch soccer because I like it, not because of all the hot athletic bodies."

"Whatever." Aya said flatly. "Have you ever been on a date?"

"Yes, but never with a guy. Omi and I hang out but I wouldn't call our time together dates." He mumbled uncomfortably and he took another gulp of water. He wasn't used to having long conversations with Aya, and he didn't like where this one was going.

"So, I guess you could say this is both of our first date with a guy." Aya whispered as he grabbed Ken's hand and held it across the table.

"Date!" Ken spat out his water. "Date!!" He repeated in disbelief trying to make sense out of what Aya had just said.

"Yes, that's why I wanted you alone. A date is when two people go out alone, right." Aya stated as he looked in puzzlement at Ken as though he were the one who was stupid for not knowing.

"You said you wanted to talk to me not go out on a date!" Ken gasped.

"Yeah, but you said we should go out to eat, so I assumed you knew my intentions. Don't worry Ken I won't make you pay me back for the meal with sex." Aya smirked evilly at him from across the table.

"Stop treating me like I'm a damn girl! I'll pay for the meal." He growled as he stood up from the table.

"Sit down, Ken, don't be so dramatic." Aya said as the waiter came and began to hand the bill to Aya.

"Give the bill to me. I always pay for my dates." Ken said looking at the stunned waiter who stared back and forth between Aya and him.

"Um, ok." The waiter threw the bill at Ken and quickly exited the uncomfortable situation.

"Ken!" Aya said in a quivering voice.

"Hey, you asked for it." He snarled down at the red head. I want everyone to know you are mine, Aya." Ken shouted out loud enough for everyone in the restaurant to hear.

"Don't worry, buddy, no one wants him." A guy yelled out who was sitting with a group of people who were laughing a few tables away, as mothers covered their children's ears in disgust.

"You jackass." Aya hissed as he got up from the table and left the restaurant. Ken quickly paid for the meal and ran out to catch up with Aya. He was doubtful he would find Aya, and had a feeling he would be walking home. He hadn't meant to go that far, but he wanted to show Aya how it felt when someone was being all possessive.

He walked into the dark garage not expecting to find Aya. He had forgotten where they had parked, but it didn't matter anyway the car was probably long gone by now. "Up against the car and spread em." Ken jumped and immediately turned to take down whatever low life was trying to rob him. To his surprise it was Aya who slammed up against the car Ken had been looking for. Aya pressed into him and pulled him into a heated kiss. Ken pulled away trying to breathe. "You're so cute when you're trying to be all dominant." Aya panted into his ear. Ken quickly turned flipping their positions and slamming Aya onto the hood of his own car. He lifted Aya's shirt up and began attacking his chest.

"What the hell are you doing?" Aya panted as he tried to squirm away from him.

"It's called foreplay; you should try it sometime." Aya glared coldly at his comment and slapped him away.

"Have some control, Ken, we're in a public place."

"Like you should talk."

"Let's go home, so we can change our clothes, because I want to take you somewhere special."

"You expect me to go out with you again after the way you've treated me?"

"Yes, because your curiosity will win over you pride. If you go with me I'll tell you a little about the mission." Aya said giving Ken a twisted smile. Damn it, it seemed Aya knew his weakness. Ken knew he was defeated. For weeks he had been wondering what was going on with the mission and he really wanted to know.

"Ok." Ken said reluctantly knowing he would regret it latter.

000

Ken smiled as he picked up the note Omi and Youji had left them on the table.

Hey, Ken and Aya. Youji and I were hungry, so we decided to go out to eat too. I hope you two are getting along and having a good time. If I hear that you are being mean to Ken, Aya, I will make sure you pay. See you both later.

Love, Omi

P.S. Ken, don't worry I'll keep Omi away from the barsJ

Yours truly, Youji

"Hey, Aya, Omi and Youji went out to eat." Ken said as he quickly left a note for Omi letting them know they were going out again.

"Ken, come up here." Aya demanded as he walked up the stairs. Ken followed him until they reached his room. Once inside his room Aya began digging through Ken's dresser drawers. He flinched when Aya found his orange sweater. Aya held it up examining his once unspoiled sweater.

"Wow, you did a really good job at removing the stains."

"Youji, did actually," Ken admitted.

"Well, you're the one who's been taking care of it."

"Do you want it back?"

"No, it never looked good on me anyway. Besides now that you destroyed your sweater you'll need a new sweater on missions."

"I couldn't wear you sister's sweater on missions." Ken said quietly as he paced his room.

"My sister would be proud to have her sweater worn by a man who was out protecting innocent people, so they won't have to suffer as she has."

"Err," Ken said uncomfortably.

"Here it is!" Aya exclaimed as he tossed Ken the club clothes Youji had selected for them during their last mission. "Put it on." Ken quickly changed and adjusted his clothing and hair in the mirror.

"Now for me." Aya said as he looked at his own plain clothing. "Come," Aya ordered.

"I'm not a dog!" Ken scowled at Aya.

"Or a damn girl." Aya said simply as he walked and motioned him to follow. They went to Aya's room. Ken felt uncomfortable in the plain room he had only been in it a few times to talk to Aya about information collected for missions. It was a simple room with a dresser that had a picture of Aya and his family, a bookshelf, a single bed, and a nightstand. Ken went to sit on the bed as Aya looked for his club clothes. He looked at the nightstand and noticed a few books on top of it, and grabbed one. He nearly dropped it when he read the title, The Joys of Sex between two men. Ken looked up relieved to see Aya was too busy getting ready to notice him. He flipped to a page that was marked the chapter title was, How to make sex pleasurable for him. So that was how Aya knew what he was doing on the first night. He had it planned, and was probably up late at night studying on how to have sex with him. Ken blushed at the thought of Aya studying and planning their sex. He flushed red as he flipped through the book with pencil drawings as examples of what to do.

"Gross!" Ken gasped as he looked at the chapter, How to spice things up. He threw the book down in repulsion trying to block the images out of his head.

"See something you want to try Ken?" Aya asked as he picked up the book and startled Ken on the bed.

"No, way in hell am I letting you do that to me!" He spat up at Aya who was now dressed in his sexy club clothes.

"And what are you not going to let me do?"

"Beads!" Ken stuttered.

"Hmm, we'll see about that." Aya smirked as he kissed him. "We should get going before I change my mind and decide to act out some of the things in the book." Aya moaned as he rubbed himself against Ken's body.

"Aya, I thought you had somewhere special to take me."

"Fine, have it your way." Aya reluctantly removed himself from him. They both got up leaving the room and book behind as they made their way out of the house.

TBC