Disclaimers: Weiß Kreuz belongs to Koyasu Takehito and Project Weiß. I just borrowed them to make this little ficcie. So don't sue me, or else Miss Vampire will haunt you in the middle of the night and suck all of your blood!..... anyways. Have a nice day ^_^!
Just one more thing, this has SHOUNEN AI, in other words male/male love involved. If you don't like that stuff, don't read it!. Now that you have been warned.... onto the fic!
Rated: PG-13 for lime (maybe a lemon later? who knows?!)
Pairing: Aya x Ken (as always) maybe others if you want
Author's notes: FINALLY!! the third chappie is done!!! It's just me or is this getting angstier? for those who are still reading this little crappy thingy, please don't forget to leave reviews..... pretty please!!!!
Memories
by: Miss Vampire
Chapter three: "This is not a Dream"
"Mmm...... hurts..."
My head hurts..... My leg hurts too. Yeah, that's really annoying.
I crack my eyes open to see a large room. Cleaning the fog off my eyes I look around once more. An aqua painted bedroom with rich furniture and
soft-looking carpet appears before me.
I look to my right and see a pair of huge windows. The curtains set a dim glow over the bedsheets instead of the powerful sunbeams of the early morning. I glance around me again. More intently this
time.
Where am I ?
I still feel tired and thinking just hurts too much to try to remember what
has happened. An accident?. Maybe so.... but why am I here? Do I live
here? If it was an accident, why am I not in a hospital?... My head hurts just thinking about it....
Trying to distract myself I glance to my right again, where the bright light of the morning sneaks through the creases of the curtains,
drawing little stripes over the blankets.
Don't know why, but I get the sudden urge to feel the bright rays of light bathing my skin and
painfully blinding my eyes. I pull off the sheets, trying to sit up without
having my guts twist around in the process. I get up slowly, venturing one step towards the window....
Itai!!!
Next thing I know I'm lying face-first on the floor, black and white dots dancing across my vision. Shit! My leg
hurts like hell!! The pain is too much, I wanna scream!
I run my hand over my aching head, feeling the bandages around it. .... Wait a minute... bandages?.....
Why I can't remember anything?! What happened? Why am I here? Do I belong here? Am I alone? Who am I?
Who am I?.....
This can't be happening... I have a name right? I am.... I am.....
I don't know....
It can't be .... this has to be a dream .... I wanna wake up now!!
"I'm sorry but this is not a dream..."
Was I saying that out loud?
I turn my head and see a tall man kneeling beside me. Ink-black hair about his shoulders matching the darkness of his eyes. He
smiles slightly at me, while my mind screams at me to run the hell outa here. Too confused to do anything I just keep staring, ignoring the little tremors going up and down my spine.
"I see you are awake Ken"
Uh? Ken?
"Let me help you..." he said as he looped my arm around his shoulder and hooked his own arm below my knees, picking me up gently.
Ken... that name sounds familiar.....too familiar
I am Ken.....
"You should rest more Ken. Doctor said you'll be fine..." The man said, pulling the sheets around me and sitting at the edge of the bed
I'm too confused to think straight. Everything is a mess in my head, There's a tiny voice that says to run
away from this place, to find someone... but who....and where?....
"Where am-"
"Sshh..." he cuts me off placing a long finger on my lips. Then the finger leaves my lips and his whole hand moves to cup my cheek.
"I'll explain everything later, but now you need to rest" That same hand starts caressing my cheek fondly. The
action leaves a familiar tingle on my skin, like I'm used to it..... but at the same time
it feels terribly wrong.
"Who are you?" This is so confusing.... why does everything feels so wrong?!
"I'm Kuroda Jun....."
I feel the shivers that go up and down my spine grow stronger when this man comes
near, 'til our noses are almost touching. He casts me a rare smile before he
adds.
"....Your lover"
WHAT?!?
While I was too stunned to react he comes even closer. I can feel the presure of his lips against mine,
while his other arm snucks around my waist to pull me closer.
Though my heart screams to push him away, my limbs didn't move. I feel so weak.
If I'm his lover, why don't I want this?
I don't understand...
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(Omi's POV)
The bells at the door of the Koneko chime gently as another group of school girls
make their way through the already gathered crowd.
" Ne Omi-kun, when's Ken-san coming back?"
I try not to wince at the mentioning of Ken-kun and show one of my usual smiles. Every day they come and ask the same question, and every
day I give them the same answer...
"Ken-kun will come back soon. He just went to see his family" I try to keep the smile on my
face.
"You said so yesterday!"
"Omi-kun please tell us when he's coming back!!"
"He'll be gone for just a few more days, I promise" Please stop asking, I don't want to cry anymore!
"Omi-kun!! I want those flowers.... the pink ones!!" I turn around as quickly as I can. How much can I take before I explode?
I keep myself busy around the shop until the girls leave, seeing that Ken-kun is not coming back today.
If only they knew the truth....
But they can't right?... That's the reason for Weiß. Protect the innocent and
hunt the tomorrows of the dark beasts.
Yet this can't go on forever.....
Some day those girls will find out.....
That Ken-kun is.....
"Daijoubu ka? Omi..." I turn around a little surprised at the feel of Yohji-kun's hand on my shoulder. I
try to smile, but I fail. It's okay though, he understands my pain...
The pain that tortures all of us...
I sigh, turning my eyes to the other occupant in the shop. Finding him at the far corner of the shop, working
on a small flowerarrangement.
"Can we close the shop early today? I don't think there'll be many customers coming
anymore"
"I agree Omitchi, what about you Aya?"
Aya-kun keeps working with the flowers, I think he hasn't heard Yohji-kun. I am
about to repeat the question but Aya-kun stop working with the scissors. He unties his apron and
tosses it on the counter. Then without looking back to us, he goes to his own room..
I let out a small sigh, knowing that this scene will repeat itself tomorrow like it's been going on for the last two weeks since Aya-kun came back from the hospital.
He doesn't talk to us anymore, or yell at Youhji-kun for his lack of working, or says his trademark "buy something or leave" to the schoolgirls that
come by everyday...
After that horrible accident at the hospital Aya-kun has remained silent to everyone.
The doctor said it was a miracle that he had survived thus far....
But anyway...
Anyway a part of him died with Ken-kun that night........
I wince at the memories of that mission. We tried to save both of them but everything
happened so fast.....
I'm so sorry Aya-kun........ I miss Ken-kun so much too ....
But we can't give up, we're still Weiß.....
Please understand Aya-kun...... we need you.......
"Maybe we should check on him...."
"Eh?... sure..." I follow Yohji-kun upstairs. Every once in a while glancing sideways at his profile.
Now that I think about it, Yohji-kun's been at my side through this whole ordeal. I'd never though we'd get so attached to eachother. It's nice to know that I still have someone I can trust blindly. That I'm not alone....
"Nani?"
"N-nandemonai... it's just nothing" I hope he didn't catch me staring at him.... God this is so
embarrassing!
"You sure?" Hope he doesn't notice I'm blushing!!
We aproach Aya-kun's room and discover that his door isn't locked. Yohji-kun
opens the door without a sound and we peek inside Aya-kun's dark room.
There, at the edge of his bed, sits Aya-kun. Shoulders slumped forward and head
hung, red bangs hiding the majority of his face. But there's no need to see the deep agony in his eyes when you can feel it hanging in the room. Pressing
hard against you.
Aya-kun looks so... so defeated... tightly holding Ken-kun's favorite soccer jersey. Just sitting there.
"What can we do Yohji-kun?" I ask closing Aya-kun's door. I can't bear to see him like this.....
"We have to figure out something, or he'll....."
"Yohji-kun......" I look at him with the same worried face. I know what Yohji-kun was about to say , I just
don't want to hear it from his lips...
Aya-kun, you're killing yourself......
********
TBC
