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Warning: Mild language, violence, sexual content between males, INCEST, and disturbing imagery. If any of this bothers you, do not read.

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Aya's Awakening

"Ouch," Aya cried, as she pricked her finger on a thorn. She was thankful to be working in the flower shop; it kept her from having to think about what had happened the other night. She shuddered when she thought of her brother pressing himself to her while he kissed her passionately. The most disturbing part was that she had enjoyed it and she had kissed him back. She had only seen him once today, and she had simply smiled but didn't say hi. Aya had lied when she told him to forget about it and everything would go back to normal. The guilt wouldn't let the nauseous feeling in her stomach go away. She was sinful and dirty for enjoying the feel of him against her.

"Earth to Aya." Youji was standing in front of her. "You're bleeding, Aya, do you need me to get you a band-aid?"

"What?" She looked up at him in confusion.

"Your finger-- it's bleeding. Are you feeling okay?"

"Um, yeah, don't worry, I'll go get my own band-aid." She smiled at him as she went to the back room and cleaned up the small cut. She looked at the blood that still flowed from her finger as she bandaged it. The reddish color reminded her of Ran's hair. He had been her first kiss. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she slammed her fist up against the wall. Her first kiss should have been innocent and with someone she loved. She wondered what Ran's sex life was like. Did he even have one? He had a girlfriend back in high school, but they had only gone out a few months. It seemed that Ran wasn't even interested in any girls except her. "Get yourself together," she whispered as she wiped away the tears. Ken would be back from doing deliveries soon and he would notice she was upset.

"All better now, or do you need me to give it a kiss?" Youji grinned at her as she came back into the room.

"I hate this job. Why couldn't Kriticker give you guys a more masculine job like an auto repair shop?"

"Because they like to make us suffer and question our sexual identity." Youji laughed as he tucked a flower behind her ear. Aya giggled as she watched Youji flip his wrist and dance around.

"Youji, can't you find something more productive to do." Aya looked up to see Ken standing in the doorway looking pissed off. She didn't know why, it wasn't like Youji didn't slack off everyday.

"Man, Ken, you're starting to sound like Ran. I almost forgot who I was working with." Aya flinched at the mention of her brother's name.

"Don't ever compare me to him. Not that Ran's bad or anything. He's a great person. I just don't want to be like him, that's all." Ken laughed nervously as he looked to her.

"I know my brother's the ice prince. So, you can say whatever you want about him, but please try to keep in mind that he wasn't always that cold." Her fake smile faded as she remembered how her brother used to be.

"I just can't see him ever not being a stick in the mud," Youji said, as she looked at him noticing he was trying hard to see Ran in a different light.

"Well, anyway, Aya, we have soccer practice tomorrow."

"I can't wait, Ken, I bet they'll all be pumped up for the game."

"Ugh, soccer! I'm going to go sweep the front."

"Youji, you've swept the front step five times today already." Ken scowled at him.

"Yeah, well it gets so dirty with everyone coming in and out of the door all the time." Ken just rolled his eyes and shooed Youji away. Aya sighed as she looked Ken up and down noticing his strong legs. He was a beautiful man; they were all good looking men. She had to wonder why it was none of them had girlfriends. Youji, was the only one out of their group who seemed to interact with the opposite sex. As far as she knew he was the only one with a sex life. She wished Ran would find a nice girl and fast. Why her? Why was she the one he wanted? There were many girls in the world and most would give their right eye to be with him. She shook her head; she had to stop thinking about Ran or she would never be able to act normal around him.

Ken laid on the couch watching a soccer game. Aya had already gone to bed and Youji had gone out as usual, so that left him alone. He hated being alone; he thrived off of being with people and having noise. It was when the house was silent that the demons came out. That's when he started to think too much and remember all the horrible things he had done. He was thankful when he heard the door swing open and Omi and Ran walked in.

"Ken, you're still up," Omi gave him a slight smile.

"Did you find anything out?" he asked as he looked at them from the couch.

"Yes, but we'll discuss it tomorrow." Ran stared at him coldly.

"It's late. I guess I'll be in bed before your game is over. Try to be quiet when you go to bed." Omi yawned as he ascended the stairs. Ken leaned back, stretching his arms over his head, as he waited to hear Ran's footsteps following Omi's, but instead he felt an extra weight at the end of the couch. He looked over to see Ran sitting next to him staring at the screen with disinterest.

"Is there anything else on?" Ran asked looking bored.

"I don't know, but I guess the game's just a rerun so here," Ken threw him the remote, and not wanting to watch anything but soccer, Ken got up.

"Don't leave. We can finish watching this if you want." Ken's eyes widened at Ran's request. Did Ran have something to tell him about the mission?

"Is there something you want to tell me?" He sat back down trying to hide his excitement.

"No, just sit with me for awhile; I don't want to be alone." Ken gaped, he would have thought he would be the last person Ran would want to spend time with.

"Okay, I think I know what you mean. Sometimes it's hard to be alone. It gives you too much time to think," he stuttered as he tapped his foot on the floor.

"Yeah," Ran agreed. They sat there quietly for what seemed like hours. Ran didn't say anything more to him, but he didn't care. Ran had asked him to stay.

Ran woke up feeling stiff. There was someone cuddled in his arms. His eyes snapped open as he noticed he was still in the living room and Ken was the someone asleep under him. They must have both fallen asleep and somehow ended up in this position. He remembered asking Ken to stay up with him. He didn't want to be alone for fear his thoughts would have gone back to Aya. He moved slightly, but Ken only nuzzled closer to him sighing and murmuring things he didn't understand. He winced in disgust as he felt Ken's morning erection press up against him.

"Mmm, Aya," Ken panted in his sleep. He looked as Ken's lips parted again.

"Oh, Aya, I want you." Ken pressed himself up against him. Ran's blood boiled at hearing another man call his sister's name with such passion. He shook with anger as Ken moaned his sister's name again. He couldn't control himself any longer as he slapped Ken hard and wrapped his hands around Ken's thick neck. Ken's eyes popped open in surprise and confusion.

"Don't you ever call my little sister's name like that again!" He hissed as he put more pressure around Ken's neck. He wanted to kill Ken.

"Ran," He choked. "Stop." His arms began flailing. Ken was strong, possibly stronger than him, but he had adrenaline and anger coursing through his body. "Ran." He felt a swift kick to his groin.

"Ouch." He cried as he crumpled up and rolled off of Ken.

"What the hell?" Ken spat as he tackled him.

"You were calling my sister's name." He rolled over on top of Ken fighting for dominance. He tried to ignore the sharp pain in his groin.

"No, I wasn't."

"Yes, you were, you were hard and calling her name." Ran was still shaking. Ken acted so sweet to his sister, but now he knew there was more to it.

"Get off me, Aya, or I'll make you sorry."

"You're the one who's going to be sorry and the name's Ran. How many times does it take you to learn something? You're so stupid, Ken." His eyes widened in realization. Ken had called him Aya. Ken was constantly calling him Aya. The others had adjusted to calling him Ran except for Ken. Ken was still hard and panting beneath him. The brunette man had stopped struggling as he spread out below him his sweaty bangs sticking to his forehead as the big doe eyes stared up at Ran with lust. Ran knew that look well; it was the way he looked at Aya.

"Sorry." He could see there would be bruising around Ken's neck and cheek bone. "I guess you have a right to dream about her, but if you ever touch her, I will personally kill you." There was no soul behind his threat. He promptly removed himself from Ken. He would save the brunette the humiliation of letting him know that he knew of his attraction.

He ran up the stairs thankful it was too early in the morning for Aya or Omi to be up. He slammed the door behind him shaking. Since when was Ken attracted to him? Why was Ken attracted to him? It wasn't for his personality. Ken and he had nothing in common. Was Ken even gay? He thought of Kase; the two friends had been a little strange. He had followed them around and observed them, but he had mistaken their closeness as more of a family bond, but now he was sure they had been lovers. But still why would Ken like him? He had never once been kind to Ken, hell, he was flat out mean to Ken . He wasn't gay although being with a guy would be much healthier than being obsessed with his sweet little sister.

Ken walked up to his room quietly not wanting to wake Omi up. He was lucky to be alive. He wondered why Ran had stopped. He had such a strange look on his face. He had to wonder if Ran had realized which Aya he had been moaning for. No, he would have wiped the floor with him if he had known the truth.

"Ken?" Omi stared at him when he walked into the room. Omi was standing in the middle of the room pulling up his boxers and getting dressed. "Oh, Ken, your neck-- it's all red. Ouch, that bruise on your cheek looks painful. Ken, what happened to you? What are you still doing up?" Omi spoke frantically as he ran over to him.

"Ran," Ken answered honestly as Omi ran his hands over his face and neck.

"What did you do to make him so angry?"

"I called his sister's name in my sleep. We both fell asleep in the couch and when I woke up he was on top of me strangling me."

"Oh, no, you were having a dream about him, only you were calling him Aya. You didn't tell him the truth, did you?" Omi looked at him with sad eyes as he leaned up against him.

"No, I didn't."

"Ken, you know I will always stand by your side. Even if the others won't accept you, I will. I will never be ashamed to be your friend." Ken grabbed Omi and pressed him up against him burying his face into Omi silky blonde locks. He could smell the sweet scent of Omi's shampoo. He loved Omi; he truly was his best friend.

"I love you, Omi."

"I love you too, Ken. I want to see you happy." Omi smiled up at him wiping a stray tear away. Omi tilted his head down and gave him a quick kiss on the lips. "You know I would do anything to make you happy." With that Omi turned around to finish getting dressed. Ken stared at Omi; not really sure what his friend meant by that comment.

TBC