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This is a Fanfic so obviously these Characters do not belong to me. They belong to whoever owns the rights to the anime Weiss Kreuz. All yaoi implications towards the characters are works of my own and have little to no relation with the actual characters in

the anime.

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Tribulation: 4

Omi. Aya opened his eyes slowly to reveal the boy sleeping beside him. Omi's soft hair resting against his arm, which like his head, had been bandaged up from the injuries he sustained last night. Omi lay, arms wrapped around Aya's, sleeping soundly, residues of tears left on his face. In that moment, as if an angel sent by god had come down and touched Aya gently on the head, all pain, anger, frustration, and burden he ounce carried had disappeared. For the first time in his life since that day Takatori had murdered his family and sent his sister into coma, Aya felt happy. He felt more than happy, he felt complete. A sudden jolt of fear came into him. "What if it was a dream"? He closed his eyes again and slowly removed his arm from the boys hold. He then placed his hand on Omi's hair and gently began running his hand through the boys soft hair. He opened his eyes again and tears of joy began forming. It wasn't a dream. Aya softly called out the boy's name, an urge growing deep within him to see those eye's open and to be lost within those eyes of blue, deeper and more beautiful then any sea. Omi lifted his head and awoke to a face he never thought he would see. Aya, hand still stroking his hair, was crying, but more importantly he was smiling. In the history of Love there have been many kisses of passion, and many smiles that spoke more than any words could. At that moment that smile, if witness by anyone, would say no words could describe the love the care and the joy that was given from one lover to another. Omi awe struck, maybe by instincts, flung his arms around Aya's neck and began repeating his name over and over again as he cried tears of joy. Both now remain in the bed held tightly within each others arms. As the tears subsided, and they gazed into each others eyes, Aya brought his lips to meet Omi's. As the two lay still, lips tightly locked in a seal of love, the sun broke above the horizon, as the calm sound of birds and the slightest ray of light, lit the room.

He had not said no. Not ounce. He wanted it. Yes he did want it as bad I wanted it.

Ken sat in the dark of his room, curtains drawn, as he contemplated the events of the past few months. Flashes of what had occurred popped in and out of his mind. He remember the first time, it was at night. He had found Omi researching for a mission on his computer late into the night. At first he just wanted to wish the boy good night, but it was not his fault Omi turned and kissed him. Or was it him who kissed Omi. Ken got up of the floor and paced back and forth.

Yes, yes I kissed him. But he wanted it, he did not say no. Did he? I, I kissed him then he stopped struggling... No that's wrong he did not struggle, yes that right he wanted it, he led me on, that's what happened.

Ken now paced faster, a crazed looked on his face, as he tried to block out the memories of what had occurred.

He pinned me to the floor that right, that's what happened. He told me that's what I wanted, and that's what he knew we both wanted. That's right that what happened. It's his fault, he started this.

Ken slumped himself back on the floor, his face now calm again.

Yes that right, that's what, happened. Omi forced me. I can fix it. Yes, I can make it the way it was. Before Aya, Aya had to come and ruin everything. I was Omi's, I belonged to Omi.

Ken pushed himself of the floor and reached for his helmet and keys to his motorbike. He checked the hallway to make sure no one would see him leaving. He rushed downstairs and through the back door. Ounce on his bike he looked back and smiled.

I'll be Omi's again soon, very soon.

He blew a kiss towards the flower shop and road of as the sun had fully risen.

Youji knocked on the door before opening it, afraid that he would see something that would cause him to go on Viagra for the rest of his life.

"Oi oi, how are the love birds doing this morning".

Omi looked back at Youji smiling as happy as any boy would be on Christmas morning. Aya was back to his stone expression, but this time it was different. Even with his hard exterior one could tell there was love within him and it was pouring out like an uncontrolled waterfall.

"Omi why don't you go and get Aya some breakfast, and make me some eggs as well, O and don't forget to bring my coffee. O and don't open the shop today, we all deserve a break."

Omi was about to complain to Youji about getting the morning chores, when Aya again turned the boys face towards him and gently kissed him on the cheek.

"Go"

Omi didn't object to Aya's command and scurried of to prepare breakfast. Ounce Omi left Youji closed the door behind him. He smiled and looked at Aya.

"Well you seem gay as hell".

Aya looked back at Youji, knowingly if he had his Katana with him, Youji would be cut in half.

"I mean you look happy...you know gay...happy...Baka..."

Youji stopped and sighed. He sat at the edge of Aya's bed and looked at the floor, seriousness took his face. Aya spoke first.

"Ken"

"Ya."

Both men knew that situation had escalated beyond what either of them would want to admit.

"Have you talked to Persia Yet?"

"Aya..."

"No. Whatever happened between Ken and Omi..."

Aya laid his head back on the bed, the pain beginning to seep back in. Youji got up and walked around the room, beginning to become frustrated.

"Aya we cannot pretend what Ken did to Omi did not happen"

"I won't make him remember things he doesn't want to remember. If he's blocked them of from his thoughts than let him. We..we just need to move on".

"HE WAS RAPING HIM AYA!!".

Youji slammed a fist into the wall. Aya had no words to say and Youji no longer had the heart to continue the conversation. It was now in the open. Both unable to deny the facts. Aya sat up and stretched his legs for the first time since the night before. Youji grasped his hand. He had not broken it, but the pain was still plenty. There was a knock at the door as Omi came in, smiling happily. He handed Youji his coffee and placed Aya's drink on a near by chair. He than flung himself back into his loves arms and happily smiled at the two men. Youji smiled back at the boy, gave a heavy sigh, and sipped his coffee.

"Manx will be here soon, I'll go give her a call that you're awake. She'll fill you in on the mission ounce she gets here. I'll go prepare breakfast then, you to should..talk".

Youji gave Aya a hard look at the end of his sentence. He walked out, but before closing the door he turned and looked back at Aya.

"Oi Aya, I'm thinking of making brownies for breakfast how should I pack the fudge?"

Youji closed the door, his laughter could be heard from across the street, as Aya, with Omi in his arms, had a grim look on his face. Aya then looked back at Omi, and smiled. He planted a kiss on the boy's lips and held him tighter, and looking back at the closed door, and still being able to hear Youji's laughter smiled and whispered the word

"Baka".

Ken stood on top of an abandoned building near the outskirts of town. It was around mid afternoon, and the wind was slightly blowing. He breathed in the fresh air as he took in all that had happened to him and how what he was about to do was the right decision. He heard the shuffling of feet and turned to see a tall, slim yet built man walking towards him. The man was alone, as they had discussed over the internet, which was the only means of communication to reach him. The man stopped a ways ahead of him, taking of his thinly framed glasses to clean the lens and spoke:

"I didn't think you'd be the one to contact us".

"Let's keep this short and keep one thing clear. I'm not your friend and I never will be".

The man laughed and placing his glasses back on his face took several more steps towards ken.

"O I don' expect us to be friends, far from it. But if you took time from your busy little bee life to call us then it must be important".

The man smiled at his sly remark and walked further till he was standing side by side with Ken. Ken looked him in the face.

"I can give you want you want. Just leave the rest of Kreuz alone. Do we have a deal".

The man did not reply, but stared at the sky and took in the view of the desolate plain as the wind blew a gentle breeze at both of them. Ken slightly losing his temper spoke again, waiting to see if his plan would come into effect.

"Do we have a deal..Crawford?"

Crawford looked at Ken and smiled. As he did, the rest of Schwarz emerged, each member from a different location, hidden within the rummage of the old building. Crawford looked up again towards the sky, placing both his hands in his pocket, smiled and partly laughed and spoke the name:

"Aya...".

To be Continued