Nykta is back atcha! I am just in –LUFFLE- with all of my reviewers! So here are my responses. In my opinion, if you take the time to write, so should I.

Tinkerhell - Cuddles I know. I think FF . Net is out to get me. But at least they got it worked out. I hope you liked the tiny bit of FarfiexKenken I managed to squeeze in….wish I could have done more for you. They're such an interesting couple. I hope your English paper went well, and that your bf and doggie got back to sleep alright! My cat wakes up…and then meows for hours until he finally goes back to sleep. Thanks for reviewing, enjoy this chappie!

Hannah – Well, I originally had some angst planned…but your wish is my command. RanxKen fluff it is!! Thanks for reviewing!

Kenranlover – Thanks so much! Your compliments mean a whole lot to me. I sincerely hope you enjoy this chapter!

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CHILLAXIN'

The mirrors of the small weiss bathroom fogged up completely as hot water streamed from the shower faucet. Two boys, codenamed Bombay and Balinese stood together beneath the warm onslaught of the water, both naked and rather chipper. Omi smiled up at his lover, blonde hair matted by the water.

"Yotan?"

"Yeah, Chibi?"

"What do you wanna do for lunch?"

"Eat."

Omi crossed his arms in mock exasperation, and Youji chuckled, grabbing the smaller boy by his shoulders and whirling him to face away from him. This gained a small surprised yelp of protest from the little uke, but he quickly acquiesced when he realized Youji's intentions. The taller assassin ducked out of the way for a moment to allow his love's hair to become fully saturated. Youji bent down then, pouring a liberal amount of Omi's strawberry shampoo into his palms.

"This stuff smells like pocky, Omi."

"Why do you think I like it so much, Yotan?"

Omi fairly giggled, the sound silvery bells in Youji's ears. The green eyed man gently kneaded the pinkish substance into the other's angelic hair, feeling the boy relax beneath his fingers. With great care, he massaged the other's scalp, bringing the pocky-scented shampoo to a full lather. Omi shut his wide eyes, unwinding to a state of nirvana as the taller of them treated him to a full on massage. Next to sex, this was Omi's favorite activity in the whole world.

Meanwhile, else where in the building, a more intense conversation was taking place. Behind the heavy oak door of Ran's room, there lay two very frazzled boys, both sobbing and holding each other. Ken and Ran, the two assassins who had shared such a mordant relationship were now laying in Ran's bed, facing one another, arms wrapped about each other in a sweetly tight grip. The red headed assassin sobbed into the brunette's coffee hued locks, breathing in his scent as he attempted to calm himself. Ken was the first to speak, breaking the painful tension between them.

"W-why did you do it, R-Aya?"

"Oh fuck it Ken…you can call me Ran…I'm…so fucking sorry. Love you…"

"I love you too…b-but why? Why all of this…?"

Ran sucked in a labored breath. He had stopped most of his tears, but the pain within him burned at his very soul. Ken had obviously forgiven him. And that hurt even worse than hatred. It was one thing to damage a beautiful creature that would hate you for it…and yet another entirely to wound a creature of such vast tenderness and mercy. Like breaking an angel's wing, the sight of Ken's warm tears made Ran's blood run cold. Leaning close to his smaller lover, the violet eyed seme placed his lips over each and every tear, effectively kissing them away. Ken smiled blissfully, allowing his love to gently brush away his sorrow with sweet lips.

"KenKen…I didn't want…any enemy to know that I had…"

"Emotions?"

"Essentially. But I knew I couldn't live without you…So…I was terrible, Ken. I beg your forgiveness…"

" No need, honey…haven't you ever seen a cheap romance flick? Love means never having to say you're sorry…"

The taller assassin smiled softly. Even through all of this abuse, to his mind and soul and body…Ken still retained his cute sense of humor. Only another reason to love him, Ran reasoned, and to never ever let him go. He had shown his true colors before, when that insane white haired bloke had nearly gotten off with Ken. And that night, he had been especially cruel to make up for it. All of this he regretted, and became resolute never to make the same mistake again.

Gently, the redhead pressed his tear moistened lips against his lover's, bringing him into a very tender, meaningful kiss. As if snow was falling, all noise in the room stopped. The two boys simply lay there, content to be with one another. In all of his life, sister awake or not, Ran had never felt so complete, so alive. And Ken felt finally free, not afraid any more. Ran broke the kiss, out of need for air, and the brunette nuzzled into his neck. The older sighed.

"You know…"

"Yeah, Ran?"

"I think…we just might be able to make this work…"

"You know…"

"Yeah, Ken?"

"I think you're exactly right."

TBC! Please review!