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Ken slowly awoke, wondering what time it is. He looked over to the alarm clock and nearly jumped out of his skin. It was NOON?!
"Oh, shit," Ken breathed and slowly sat up to be confronted by a sight he had NEVER in his life expected to see-Aya was sitting at his desk, flipping through a book. Ken sat there staring dumbly for a while as his brain processed this.
Me.
Aya.
My room
Aya.
Book on my desk in my room.
AYA, damnit!
"Aya?" Ken asked softly, slowly. Aya looked up from his book, seemingly as in control as ever.
"Yes?"
"What're you doing in my room?"
". . ." A long, awkward pause ensued.
"Aya?"
"Obaa-chan gave us the day off. Naturally, Yoji claimed the TV and began to channel surf. Omi retreated to his room, blaring music on his computer. My room is pretty close to his, so there would be no way I could concentrate on my book. I hate to intrude, but this was really the only quiet place." Aya said. Ken could have sworn he had heard a touch of chagrin in his leader's voice, but that couldn't have been possible.
"That's okay," he hesitantly replied. "If it means getting away from Yoji, I'm willing to share my space."
Aya shook his head, seeming to be amused by the rivalry between these two for apparently no reason. "Would you mind if I stayed here?" he asked.
"No, no, not at all...I'll try not to disturb you. . ." Ken trials off and whimpers slightly, looking longingly at his Playstation 2รค. "I'll try not to...."
Aya caught to look and sighed a little. "As long as you keep it on mute, you can play it." Kens eyes widened.
"REALLY?"
"Really."
"Aya you're the BEST!" Ken grinned and picked up the remote to the TV and turned it on before muting it. He then looked at the walk to the gaming system and wore a small sweatdrop pinned to his hair. "I hate to disturb you but..." when he looked up, Aya was already walking and knelt to turn on the system. With a flick of a switch, the TV went from blue to black, the playstation trademark popping up on the screen. Ken was surprised as all holy hell that Aya would do such small but meaningful kindnesses. Ken watched Aya walk back to the chair and settle before turning back to the game, and smiling. Even if HE couldn't play on his team anymore didn't mean that he didn't have an old enough version to play himself on the screen.
In time, Aya grew bored of his book, and stood quietly, leaving Ken with his games. He walked into his room and took his katana, and went off to practice a little before returning the sword inside. Not feeling like staying in the house, he slowly walked out, and began to just stroll.
Ken could feel it. His shoulder throbbed dully in pain, making his eyes tear slightly. He exited the game he was currently playing (and winning) and painfully stood up. The pain in his leg was nothing compared to the growing pain in his shoulder. He turned the TV and game off before staggering downstairs, still in his clothes from yesterday. He winced at each step, but was determined to keep on walking. He saw Yoji, and for once felt like actually communicating with The Slut.
"Yoji..."
Yoji didn't budge, or even hear Ken. The TV was too loud for Ken's soft, hoarse voice to be heard. A sharp jolt of pain through his shoulder convinced him something was wrong, and since Aya was the only member not accounted for...
"Shit..."
With that, he limped out of the house, not bothering to tell anyone, and headed towards the pain, knowing that it will lead him to Aya.
