Yeah, yeah insert usual disclaimer here. I'm getting tired of trying to think of spiffy ways to write that I don't own Weiß.

Note: Italics are designated as thoughts or anything going on mentally... minus insanity of course. ^_^

Chapter 5

Yohji's mind was reeling. He couldn't believe that Aya saw him at his window last night. He didn't think he was making that much noise. Oh, shit... what am I supposed to tell him? He asked himself. The truth would be nice... his mind shot back at him. Oh yeah, as if I can really tell him that I was watching him because I love him. Yeah, that'll really go over well. I can see it now... he'll come chasing after me with his katana so quickly that I wouldn't even have enough time to even run away. I'd be dead then...

Meanwhile Aya was slowly growing impatient over the lack of explanations that should be coming from the brunette man standing in front of him. "Well, Kudoh, I'm waiting for your answer," the red head snapped out as what little patience he had was finally destroyed.

Aya's voice broke Yohji out of his internal dialogue with himself. He shook his head to clear it out and looked at the man standing before him. He had to admit to himself that Aya was damn sexy when he was in assassin mode. Aya's black trench coat only served to heighten the paleness of his skin, giving him an otherworldly sort of look. Even when he had blood from his victims on him in specks, it only served to enhance his almost ethereal beauty. In addition, the feral look on the man's face tended to send shivers down Yohji's spine. In other words, the killer in him tended to bring out more of his natural good looks. This made the lanky playboy yearn for the man even more yet at the same time it scared him.

"I...uhm... uh..." Yohji stuttered as he tried to come up with another excuse to give to Aya. Any excuse would work for him, but he found his mind drawing a blank.

"Well..." Aya prompted.

Before the two could get any farther in their discussion, a loud gunshot followed by a blood-curdling scream was heard off in the distance. It was loud, filled with agony and sounded too much like Ken's own voice.

Upon hearing the scream, Aya quickly turned in the direction it was coming from. Concern filled the red head's eyes for just a second before going back to it's cold harshness. Those violet eyes turned towards Yohji, and what was seen in those eyes was hard to tell. They were filled with a mixture of anger and accusation that seemed to be fighting the usual bland mask the man always wore. Finally, the red head's usual mask won the internal struggle and his eyes went dead.

"Abyssinian, Siberian's been wounded. Go to him immediately and have you seen Yohji?" Omi's voice filled the silence that had been placed over the two men just after the scream.

"Yohji's here with me and I'm on my way to Ken what floor is he on?" Aya answered as he gave Yohji a penetrating stare.

"He's WHAT?!" Omi screamed out and then had to calm down a second before answering Aya's original question. "He's on the same floor as you but go down the hall and the first turn take that. It should be on your right. He's in the fifth room on the left."

"We're on our way." Aya turned off the COM unit then turned to Yohji.

Yohji just stood there gaping. He had no idea that any of this would happen that day. Inwardly he was beginning to wish that this day never came about, but at the same time in the back of his mind, he was genuinely pleased with the turn out of the events. Sure, Omi was angry at him, and Ken was hurt right now, but also at the same time the only person who mattered to him at the moment was alive and well. If he hadn't of been there in time, they would be mourning not one fallen comrade but two, and to Yohji, saving Aya had been his main priority.

Aya motioned to the lanky brunette standing before him to follow him and the two left the room, heading in the direction, Omi had told the red head.

As soon as they reached the room, they looked around and spotted Ken. He was lying on the floor a small pool of blood surrounded him. They drew closer to him and from the way it looked, to the two men, it was as if Ken was already dead. His face was a shade paler than the normal bronze tone. His lips no longer held the rose quality of a living person and his face was twisted in intense agony. They almost lost all hope on the cheerful man's survival at that point.

Aya knelt down, to see if the Ken was actually dead or just had passed out from the pain and loss of blood. Taking off one of the black gloves he wore on his hand, he gently pressed the side of Ken's neck to check to see if the boy still had a pulse. At first the crimson haired man couldn't find it then finally, a faint beat against his pale finger alerted the red head that the young man was indeed still alive. If they were fast, enough they could get Ken to the hospital before that fragile pulse died down. As it was, it was slowing down even more, with the two men just standing there wasting their time.

Aya turned his COM unit back on, "Bombay, we need an emergency team here quickly. Siberian is just barely hanging on."

"I've already contacted them, Abyssinian, they should be here soon. Bring him out front." Omi's voice replied.

Aya gently lifted up the unconscious soccer player and carried him outside. There they all waited for the Kritiker sent ambulance to arrive. Omi and Aya stood around the boy while Yohji stood off to the side. He was uneager to join them in their constant surveillance of the downed teammate since every so often he would see one of the two men stare at him with something akin to accusation in their eyes.

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Inside the hospital, all three men either stood or sat waiting around for some sort of news. The silence that was in there was thick enough to where a blunt rusted knife could slice through it with out any difficulty. Aya stood against one of the walls, it also happened to be that it was one of the walls farthest from Yohji. He leaned against it with his arms crossed and his eyes closed. Omi sat in one of the uncomfortable chairs that all hospitals seem to have in their waiting rooms. He was busy looking everywhere but the direction Yohji was in.

Yohji sat in the corner of the room, a cigarette lit in his hand. He knew both of his colleagues blamed him for what happened but he knew that it wasn't really his fault. Yeah he knew he shouldn't have gone off without anyone knowing it but the feeling that was nagging him wouldn't leave him alone. He had to go to save Aya.

As the silence continued to weigh heavily in the room, they were waiting in, a nurse finally stopped by. Immediately all three men looked up hoping that there was finally some sort of word about Ken's condition. The nurse took in the sight before her and then glared at the playboy.

"Sir, there's no smoking in here," She stated quickly and turned to leave.

"Wait, is there any news on our friend yet?" Omi asked before the nurse could walk out.

"I don't know yet dear," she said then walked out of the room.

Omi turned to glare at Yohji, who was currently putting his cigarette out in one of the many cups filled with liquid that seemed to litter the place.

"How could you do that to us, Yohji..." Omi asked.

The man in question winced at the how harsh the usually genki blonde's voice was. It was very shocking to him to hear to boy speak in such anger. Such a tone was usually reserved for the evildoers that they pursued in the night.

"I..." Yohji began to speak.

"You know better than to leave like that when you've been told the plan!" Omi broke in as he stood up. He walked over to the man he was putting to question and placed his hands on his hips. "You almost jeopardized the whole entire mission with the stunt you pulled! Ken's almost dead now because of what you did... you could have saved him!"

Yohji started to look guilty, which caused everything to deteriorate rapidly before him. Omi's continued tirade against the older man's lack of direction, and the hurling accusations flung at him by the angry and scared blonde boy made the playboy begin to regret his decision of accepting the mission earlier that day. Having two out of three, people hate him for what he could have done but didn't, hurt him. Then again, he didn't know how Ken felt about the whole thing since he was currently being fixed up so he wouldn't die. He looked over to Aya.

Aya just stood there half ignoring the dialogue that was going on in the room. He was also slightly bemused to see the youngest member actually going off on the man. It was something that rarely happened, unless you wanted to count all the times that Omi got on to Yohji for smoking, but even then that was all just half hearted on the boy's part. Omi knew that for all the world he could never get the lanky man to stop smoking, so it was all just habit on his part to berate him. He opened his eyes slightly to see what one would almost call history in the making, when he caught a flash of someone or something out of the corner of his eye.

He quietly walked out of the room as the two members ignored him and continued with the one sided argument.

Omi glared at the man. "Well don't you have anything to say for yourself?"

"What can I say, you have it all figured out. Then again, would you really listen to what I have to say about it?" Yohji finally said to the younger boy. "Besides, if I didn't run off like I did we would have two injured men on our hands instead of one."

"What do you mean?"

"If I hadn't of followed Aya, he would have been shot also, but not like Ken. He would have been hit in the back. I'm telling you, someone knew we would be there and planted a guard to watch one of the targets." Yohji said looking directly into Omi's eyes.

Omi looked at Yohji in astonishment, and would have spoke more when they were interrupted.

"Excuse me, are you the gentlemen with Hidaka-san?" A man's voice asked.

Both Omi and Yohji glanced over to the door and saw a man standing in the doorway. He was a tall, young man wearing the clothing of a doctor. He walked into the room some more.

"Are you with the Hidaka boy?" He asked again.

"Hai, we are doctor. How is he?" Omi asked.

"Well, he's in pretty bad shape, but the good new is he'll live. The bullet didn't hit anything major, but he's lost a good amount of blood, due to many cuts along his body and from the bullet wound. He'll recover, but only in time."

Omi and Yohji breathed out a sigh of relief at the report given to them on Ken's health.

"You can go see him if you want to. He's not awake yet, but he should be waking up soon." The doctor spoke out after a few seconds to let all he said sink in.

The two Weiß members nodded their head then turned to look at Aya. They found that he was no longer leaning against the wall, and was gone. There was no sign of him in the room period.

"Did you see when Aya left?" Omi asked the playboy.

Yohji shook his head. He never saw when the man had left. Hell, he barely even glanced so much his way. While they were all in there, he had been mulling over what happened during the mission, not just what happened to Ken, but what happened between he and Aya. He knew that he was still going to have to tell the red head why he was watching him, but he couldn't just yet. He was still too scared. Moreover, with seeing the man look at him like he did when he found out Ken was hurt, he was almost on the verge of giving the man up since he obviously would never have feelings for the older man.

"We should go get him then and tell him we can visit Ken." Omi said.

Yohji nodded and both men stood up and walked out of the room, in search for their now missing leader.

Author's notes: Fweeee! Look Brad! I finished another chapter!!!! Yaaay!

Brad: *raises eyebrow* You finished another chapter?

*nods* Hai, I did! ^__^

Brad: *glares at the CherubKatan* Don't you mean WE finished another chapter?

*sweat drops* Erm... oh yeah... we did... didn't we? OHHH wait we're forgetting about Isachan's Ken tooo! He helped out too!

Ken: ^_^

Brad: *sighs* Fine, we three finished this chapter.

*smiles* Hai, hai, hai demo, *looks at the readers* Are you going to kill me now with what I'm doing? I promise, it does get better. ^__^ I'm well, I won't explain what I'm doing but you'll see in the end. Anyway, first thing's first, I've never done this in ANY of my other stories, so now I'm going to. Isachan! Thanks for pre reading this and most of my other stories for me. Heheh, she's my beta reader, although she doesn't help me too much with my spelling mistakes or anything, my nice word program does. Also, to you the readers, people like Lady Dragon, Kamichan... Mike, Cassie, *thinks* ahhh that anonymous chick Rachel... (whom I had to do a double take on the name...cause I thought that it was myself doing a review for one of my stories) and a lot of you other guys... lol I forget... gomen but thanks so far for reviewing this... Maybe at the end, I'll have the complete list of everyone who's reviewed for me. I hope you all still enjoy this story... OHHHH I forgot... Lizzie... she'd have killed me if I forgot about her. . but anyway thanks guys. Review this chapter again if you want to kill me or if you enjoyed it ^_^ Ja ne!