This is my longest chapter so far. I should be able to update a lot more now that I have work (I never have anything to do there so I have been writing a lot). Again thank you SO much to everyone who reviewed.

Oh and this chapter is in Yoji's POV. I have never written him before so please bear with me and I apologize for any OOC moments. Surprisingly his POV was harder to write in than Aya's. Also I think I may have changed tenses a few times, I tried to avoid doing this but I may have done it in a few places.

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Chapter 4

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I can't remember a time when I have been more scared in my life. Not even when I watched Asuka get shot in front of my own eyes. I am absolutely terrified.

I am sitting here now in a cold had plastic chair waiting for news, any news, from the doctor. Manx is here now and is currently sitting with her arm wrapped around Omi's shoulders as he sleeps. He had exhausted himself crying so Manx had made him sit down and not long after he was lost in a worried sleep. Aya is sitting a few chairs down from then staring blankly at the sterile tile floor. I have never seen him look more lost than he does right now. He's so wrapped up in his own thoughts that he doesn't even bother wearing his icy mask.

As for me, I am just numb. I have been since I ran into Ken's room to find Aya cradling Ken in his arms covered in his blood and Omi on his knees crying into balled fists just inside the door. I never expected to see this. I was woken up by Aya screaming and heard Omi run down the hall. I will never be able to clear that sight from my mind.

I have yet to figure out what exactly had happened. All I knew was that Ken had tried to kill himself, and that I believe Aya had something to do with it. I don't think the ice princess wanted Ken to die, but they have been having some rather bad argument lately. Tonight's was no exception. I didn't hear what was said since I was outside smoking to get away from the noise, but I did hear a door slamming signaling it was safe to reenter the house.

To think that just half a year ago, six months ago, I would have never thought anything like this would happen, least of all to Ken.

Flashback to 6 months prior

The Koneko was fairly quiet thanks to a festival that was taking place across town. The weather was quite warm, especially for it being early April. Despite the lack of customers and the amount of other stores that were closed for this occasion, the iceberg still made us keep the shop open regular hours. Currently it was only Aya and me manning the shop. Omi was upstairs resting his injuries from a particularly rough mission we had two days ago. He had sprained both his wrist and his ankle and had some rather nasty bruises. As for Ken he was off at a soccer game and should be back any moment now. He saved for weeks in order to buy his ticket and was extremely close to murdering our beloved leader when he told him he couldn't go. But after a lovely fist fight and some help from the resident chibi, Kenken got his way.

I was busying myself watering some tulips while Aya was trying to get an arrangement just right. He's a damn perfectionist if I ever met one. He was wearing a black t-shirt and pair of Khakis, it made you wonder if he ever wore anything but black, or orange. I had on a sleepless blue shirt and a pair of well fitting jeans. It was too nice out not to be comfortable. Aya kept looking at the clock counting every minute that Ken was late, thinking of numerous ways to make him pay for it I'm sure.

'Ahhh thinking of which here he is now.'

He walks into the shop wearing just a pair of worn blue jeans and a wife beater. The soccer jersey he left wearing is now in his left hand. He yells a greeting over his shoulder to me, grinning like a kid in candy store. Aya walks over a promptly tells him how late he was. Though I don't think getting flipped off was the answer he was expecting, but leave it to Ken to further get under his skin. Just before Ken leaves to get changed into work clothes he takes off his shirt while looking over the list deliveries he has to make giving up a wonderful view of his well tanned muscular chest. Hey I make love the ladies, but I can appreciate beauty in all forms and if I do say myself Ken is rather good looking.

Thinking of which, 'Did I just see Aya staring almost openly at our dear Kenken's hot body?' When he notices that I saw his lingering glance he yells for me to get back to work and then turned quickly back to his arrangement.

'Wait a second…… Is Aya… blushing? Oh this is perfect!'

With Ken gone I can now address Aya. "Some view, eh Aya?"

"What are you talking about Kudoh?" He says darkly as he looks up at me

"Well I was just noticing what a looker Ken is."

"I never really noticed." He says turning back to his work. "Now get back to work, we still are in business." Well not the answer I was hoping for, but he is blushing again. I am about to comment again, but Ken comes back. As he leaves with the deliveries I watched as Aya kept his gaze on Ken's butt until he was no longer in sight.

'things could get very interesting….'

3 months later….

The mission was a complete disaster. The only thing that had gone right was that we somehow managed to get the target and complete the mission objective. Everyone has come away with some kind of injury. Manx had been called when we got home and was sending over a doctor.

The team is currently waiting in a tense silence the mission's room waiting, each nursing wounds but trying to cover up the pain.

Omi had a pretty bad blow to the head leaving a wide gash and probably a concussion. His left forearm was a nasty shade of blackish blue and he was sporting a black eye. Close range weapons were hard to use at times but for the most part he fought well. Various other parts of his body had scrapes and bruises making him very sore, but all things considered nothing serious.

Aya wasn't in too bad a shape either. He also had a black eye, which he got by coming up behind Omi to close and getting elbowed in the face. I am definitely going to harass him for it once we all are feeling better. He had a sprained wrist and because of this he was forced to hang back slightly from the fight. After all it's hard to use a katana effectively in that kind of situation with one arm and hand to hand combat had also become a challenge. However later in the fight he was able to confiscate one of the guard's guns and help again. The majority of his injuries were just cuts and bruises.

I had gotten shot at a few times resulting in a bullet to my thigh and a graze to my shoulder. I have a cut across my check from where a guard got to close to me while I was helping Aya and pulled a knife on me. I think my arm may be fractured or possibly broken from where I mad contact with a flight of stairs. Because of this lovely collusion with the steps I am now sporting a giant bruise that extended over the majority of my back. It hurts like hell, and I'm damn lucky it wasn't broken.

Ken had the worst injuries by far. Since Ken was the only one that was able to efficiently fight in close range combat he took it upon himself to take on most of the work, always stepping up to take out any guard that came near us, protecting the rest of us and neglecting to look after himself and it cost him. Ken had a stab wound to his right forearm that was pretty deep and bleeding heavily. His right wrist was also torn up from when one of the guards managed to snap 2 blades on his bugnuks. He was sporting numerous bruises and scrapes which is to be expected after any mission, but his ribs were exceptionally bad and possibly broken. Aside form his arm, the worst of his injuries were the two gun shot wounds, one to his hip and the other to his shoulder, both making direct hits. He got both pushing Aya out of the line of fire towards the end of the fight and that damn bastard still continued to fight even after that. Lastly he had a gash running from the middle of his forehead down to his temple that just nicked the corner of his left eye. He was very lucky that that wound hadn't been too deep or I doubt ken would still be alive or even have use of that eye.

It took Aya and Omi about 30 minutes to get both me and Ken out to the car, which for assassins is quit pathetic. Ken surprisingly enough never passed out during all of this and ended up sitting/ laying in the backseat next to me. Manx had been called when we had gotten to the car and was supposed to be sending a doctor to the house to take care of all of us. He tried to have a conversation with Omi during the ride home, but some things he said were jumbled and random. I could tell the only reason he was even trying was to get Omi to relax a little, but it wasn't working. We all were scared shitless, he had lost so much blood we didn't know what to expect. I noticed Aya glancing back at Ken any time he had stopped talking just to make sure everything was still in the green. This did nothing to ease my nerves since he never shows this kind of concern for anyone but his sister.

Could it be that Aya really cares for Ken? True he never goes out of his way to be nice to him or anything, but he has been less icy towards him lately. And what is with all the looks he's been giving Ken for some time now.

I never got to finish my thoughts as my door was opened and I was being escorted along with Ken into out mission's room. Ken was placed on the couch with his feet on Omi's lap, I was sitting in an arm chair, and the ice princess was pacing in front of the couch.

"Why?" Aya's question startled all of us from our thoughts

"Why what, Aya?" I ask calmly. Instead of facing me he stops pacing and stands by Ken's head and stares down at him hard.

"Why did you push me out of the way?" If I didn't know better I would say that our deaf fearless leader was afraid. Then I look again at Ken and instantly understood why he might be. The poor kid has lost so much of his color, he almost looks grey. His eyes are half way open, continually fighting to close, his will power being the only thing keeping him awake. He is more worried about us worrying about him instead of ourselves than his own state. He's always been this selfless, he always tries to put others first, I envy that. There is blood already seeping through the cloth that he is weakly holding against his head. That's when it hit me that we may in fact be losing one of our team, one of my best friends. Omi has started crying softly and Ken is still just looking up at Aya. There is still that light in those chocolate eyes that has always been there, but now it seems to be fading more and more by the minute. Aya has lost his patients and grabs the front of Ken's shirt roughly and pulls him up causing him to flinch. Omi gets startled and I struggle to stand wanting to stop the situation from becoming dangerous.

"Aya, you bastard, what the hell are you doing? He's injured you dickhead! Let him go right now or I'll…" Aya's booming voice cuts me off before I could finish the threat.

"Damn it, answer me! Why did you do it?" Aya is now screaming just inches from Ken's face. Birman has entered sometime during this and is staring shocked at the scene before her.

I start to say something again, but hesitate as I see a tear fall down Aya's cheek. 'He's actually crying!' I think to by self, shocked at what I am seeing.

Maybe it wasn't just Ken's health that he was afraid of. Maybe it's also what Ken made him feel that scares him the most.

"Why?" This time this voice is just barely above that of a whisper. His head is tilted down so his eyes were hidden from Ken.

Ken smiled up at him ignoring the blood that was now dripping down the side of his face and falling to the floor.

"Because Aya, I….I lo….I love you. Aishiteru Aya." I almost fall into my chair at hearing this, resulting in a flash of pain from my back, but that is easily ignored right now. I can tell the others are just as stunned as I was at hearing this. Omi's staring slack jawed at the two of them and Aya is looking at Ken completely wide eyed.

Aya turned his head to the side and lowers Ken back onto the couch. The small smile that adorned Ken's face saddened. "It's ok, I understand. I didn't expect you to feel the same way, but can I ask one last thing of you," he pauses trying to put strength into his words despite the fact that he almost had none left, "Please take care of the others for me"

"Shut up!" Aya's voice was shaky, but it still held that no nonsense tone that no one ever questioned. "Just shut up. I will now be the one taking care of them. You will. Just like you always have." Again Ken smiled up at him, wear he found the strength to do so I will never know.

"We all know that that is impossible when I'm dead." He said this so to the point that it scared me. By now the tears were falling from all of our eyes as we watched our friend fade. I for one felt as though I were dieing inside.

"No Kenken you're going to be fine, just like you always are. You got that Your going to be fine." I stated as I approached the couch once more.

"Yoji-kun's right. You'll be ok, right Aya?" We all turn to see his head tilted so we could no longer see his eyes. Suddenly he looks up and stares into Ken's eyes while he kneels down

"They're right Ken. You can make it through this, you have to." I rest my one hand on Aya's shoulder and the other I hold Ken's least injured hand, not caring that I am getting covered in blood. Omi continued to cry but placed a hand lovingly on Ken's leg. Birman once again cleared her throat reminding us of her presence.

"Ken-kun, the doctors here, just hold on ok." Omi manages to say through his sobs. I stand slowly, wincing as pain shoots through my back, but I grit my teeth and sit sown on the edge of the chair again. Aya stands again but remains by Ken's side. We all watch in silence as the doctor approaches. Ken smiles at us and starts to open his mouth to speak but the extent of his injuries has finally caught up with him and he passes out.

The doctor maneuvers around Aya and begins to exam Ken, but my eyes never once looked at him. They were glued to Ken's chest watching as it rose with every breath. I just had to make sure he was breathing, that he was still alive.

"Abyssinian, I know for a fact that you have received training on how to treat wounds. So what are you waiting for, get to work on Balinese." Birman's voice broke through the silence and left no room for argument. Aya silently left the room returning moments later with our large first aid kit.

He walks over to me and waits as I try to take my shirt off. When he sees that I am having too much trouble he decides to help me.

"This is what you get for dressing like a slut." His attempt at humor shocks me but I quickly recover giving him a small smile letting him know that I appreciate his attempt to lighten the mood however awkward it may be.

"Well at least I'm not ashamed to show off my handsome good looks. You should try it some time." He snorts at this and continues working on my back. In all seriousness though Aya really should show himself off a little. Truth be told he has a great body, creamy skin, violet eyes, and exotic red hair. What's not to go for except maybe that icy act that he tries to make every one believe? Don't get me wrong I still love the ladies, but I don't mind admitting beauty when I see it. I'm pulled from my thoughts as the stinging in my back increases as he starts to wrap my back and chest with gauze. I grit my teeth but stay quiet.

"Sorry." Aya mumbled it so quietly that I barely heard him. Now I knew something was definitely wrong with our dear leader. He almost never apologizes, least of all to me. I reached out and grasped his arm. He tenses up at first but then relaxes as he turns to face me. He then places a hand on my shoulder and looks me straight in the eye. We both seek as much comfort as the other can offer at the moment.

Aya was the first to shun away, using his free hand to knock mine off of his arm before returning to looking over my wounds. All I can do is stare on as the doctor takes care of Ken and pray for the best.

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TBC

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Sorry to end it there, but this chapter was going to end up being extremely long and I wanted to post at least part of it since its taken me a while to do so. There is more in the making, at least 2 if not three chapters are already written up or in progress I just have to type them up.

Also sorry for any OOC moments or screw ups in past/present tense. I was trying to keep mess ups to a minimum, but I am sorry if there are mistakes. If you notice any please let me know so that I can make the changes. Thanks.

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Chapter 2 of The Past Can't Be Erased is also in the works. I just have to finish typing it. Hopefully it will be finished soon so I can post it. If you haven't read it please do and let me know what you think.

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