Author's Note: If you all are curious where I seem to get such inspiration for this fic, it's actually from the songs I've been listening to lately. If you put the following few songs on during the reading of this fic, I think it'll put you in the same mood as it put me in. Especially song I have deemed the theme for this fic.

All songs are from Pink's latest CD, Try This. I really recommend listening to the songs listed while reading, especially the first song I listed. I will update the other chapters with song selections too, if I use them-which is very likely.

Song listing goes as follows:

Chapter 1- Save My Life (This is also the theme. It goes with every single chapter of this fic.), Chapter 2- Walk Away, Chapter 3- Unwind, Chapter 4- Waiting for Love, Chapter 5- Try too Hard, Chapter 6- Catch Me While I'm Sleeping.

Disclaimer & Warnings: Everything was listed first two chapters. New disclaimer though, I don't own any of Pink's songs that I have listed, obviously. I'm only listing them so in case readers want to go back and read the fic with the new list of songs to get more into the mood, then I don't claim to own any of the songs. I only own the inspiration that I drew from them.

Pairing: Hints of a wavering RanOmi, one-sided SchuKen, continuing YoKen.

Fic Note: Coming down to the final four chapters, everyone! Featured Pink song in this chapter is "Love Song."

Next song for next chapter will be "Tonight's the Night." After that, there are no specific songs set for the remaining chapters. The particular chapters I listed with songs have some sort of related importance.

Wachen Sie Auf

Yoji was so relieved when Ken had opened the door to his house, he completely ignored the fact that Ken appeared to have been looking for someone else. Ken was a complete mess. His hair was flat on his face, like he had been sweating hard. The boy had bags under his eyes, due to lack of good rest, and he was completely pale and sickly looking, as if someone just sucked the soul out of him with a straw. Yet, amazingly enough, Ken still managed to smile at Yoji and step aside, inviting the older boy in; an invitation the blond quickly accepted.

It took all the rest of Ken's energy to shut his door. He was feeling a bit faint again. He had gotten up too quickly to answer Yoji's call. He relaxed only slightly when he felt Yoji's arms around his waist, lifting him up very easily and carrying him to bed. Ken weakly looked over at Yoji and smiled a small smile. "Yoji..." he whispered.

Yoji looked furious. "What?" he snapped.

Ken flinched away. "Are you mad...?"

Yoji attempted to soften his expression a bit, but he still looked pissed. "Damn straight. You try banging on someone's door for ten minutes while thinking about all of the horrible possibilities that could be lying behind that door."

Ken half-smiled. "No one asked you to check up on me..."

Yoji snorted. "Well actually, Aya did suggest that I come here. We were all pretty worried about you, know that? You always come to the store a few heartbeats after Aya, and when you didn't show up all morning, we knew there was something up."

Ken laughed weakly at the mention of Ran's pseudonym. Ran had probably thought Ken had decided to ditch Weiss again or something because of recent events. He felt a small pang of guilt and yet a small sense of accomplishment. This proved that Weiss still had concern for him, no matter how insignificant he felt at times. He also remembered the way he had treated Omi the day before, and realized the chibi was probably affected by his absence. Without Ken's aid, Omi was usually swamped by his mini-fanclub of school girls. Not to mention even Ken missed their early morning chats. He couldn't remember when the last time was where he had simply taken the time to just talk to Omi without any tension between them.

"Maybe I should have called..."

Yoji sighed, "Yeah, may-be."

Ken laughed softly. "Okay, maybe I definetly should have. It slipped my mind, Yoji. You can forgive me...right?"

Yoji frowned and was about to answer with a 'no', when he realized that may not be the smartest answer choice at the moment. The last thing Ken needed was more emotional stress, no matter how large or small. "Yeah, yeah. Whatever," was all he managed to spit out.

Ken relaxed and gave Yoji a small smile. "That's good..." he said softly as he melted into his bed.

It didn't take long, but Ken had fallen asleep again. Yoji watched in slight exasperation at the brunette's sleeping figure. This boy sure knew how to stress Yoji out. He couldn't even enjoy his late night dates anymore because he was constantly worrying about the boy's condition. It hadn't been a strong emotion at first, but lately Ken had been able to snake his way into the playboy's thoughts a bit more often now. Dark dreams of Asuka's death seemed to be replaced with a broken Ken, crying for help but no one lending a hand to him.

Several of the dreams were pretty disturbing and struck a chord of anger inside Yoji. Anger at society, and anger at his own imagination for coming up with such extreme situations. Something his mind was very practiced at. One of these dreams had Ken hanging from a bridge, one hand gripping tightly at the metal as the other hand reached out in silent plea for help of a passerby. He'd see many random people just pass Ken by without a care. He'd see Omi frozen in horror, not able to do anything. He'd see Ran holding one of Omi's hands, with his other hand on his blade, simply just looking down with Omi at Ken, not making a single move to help. He would finally then see that stupid German psychic walk by Ken with a smirk on his face, and stomp on Ken's hand before walking away and disappearing into the crowd. And each and every time, Yoji would finally feel himself running towards Ken, and every time he would be too late to save the boy. He would have already lost grip of the bridge, and his mouth would be open in a silent scream, his eyes revealing a feeling of betrayal while staring straight at Yoji. The dream always sent chills down Yoji's spine.

The latest dream he had of Ken had been last night. But it was more of an exaggerated memory than anything else. It was because of that dream he had gotten up early and had arrived at the shop in the early morning instead of his usual afternoon entrance.

It had been of Weiss' latest encounter with Schwarz. Schwarz had gone, and Ran and Omi were coming towards him to check up on his condition. He was going to overdramatize his situation when he saw Ken. It was almost like an artist's dream. If an artist or photographer wanted to catch an image of an angel falling from the sky, that would have been the perfect time. Ken was covered in dried blood. His hands were shaking, and Ken looked like he was numb with disbelief at what he was seeing. He probably didn't realize that he really had lost his usual control and killed many.

Yoji remembered lunging madly for Ken, trying to catch him as the boy dropped his hands and it seemed as if an invisible force was kicking Ken hard behind the knees, causing Ken to bend backward and fall, eyes rolling to the back of his head. Ran and Omi had turned immediately as Yoji began his swift movement, and everyone seemed to have forgotten their own physical problems as they ran after Ken. Ran had been closest at the time and caught Ken before his head made contact with the ground.

Yoji's dream seemed to have amplified the drama of the scene. Everything went in slow motion, and the finishing scene where Ken was falling back seemed to slow down into a couple slow snapshots, yet he was still running fast. Instead of Ran, it was him who had caught Ken in his dream. He had then looked down at the cradled assassin in his arms and felt a strange feeling of accomplishment. Like he had just saved something worth millions.

When Yoji had arrived early and not spotted Ken, he didn't pay the fact any mind at first. After all, Yoji was almost never at the shop early, he didn't know any of Ken's early morning store habits. He didn't get worried until Omi showed up at around 9:45 in the morning. It only took a small exchange of conversation between Omi and Ran that sent Yoji running.

"Ohayo, Aya-kun!"

"Hn..."

"What's wrong, Aya? You don't look so good."

"Ken's not here yet."

"Huh? Ken-kun's late?"

"Very late. This is ridiculous, even for him."

"When does he usually come?"

"Around six. Almost ten minutes after me."

Yoji's heart skipped a couple beats at that point. That was almost four hours ago. He put down the flowers he had been arranging and rushed out of the store hurriedly. Omi had called after him, curious. "Yoji-kun? Yoji-kun? What are you doing here so early? Where are you going? Hey! Hey!"

Yoji would have normally answered the chibi's questions, but he needed to go check up on Ken before something bad happened to him. He was ready to kill the boy himself if something happened to him. He was lucky not to have been cornered by any cops on his way to Ken's house.

Yoji went in Ken's kitchen and rummaged through Ken's fridge, looking at all of the health products disapprovingly. Not only was Ken's fridge was full of health foods, there wasn't a whole lot of food in the fridge period. A bit reluctant to leave Ken behind, Yoji found that he had no choice. He looked around the room for where he had left Ken's keys yesterday-he was pretty sure the boy didn't have time to move it anywhere. He was right. He found the keys exactly where he had left them. He took the keys and left the house, locking the door behind him as he headed for the nearest grocery store to get some things.

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It was the man from his previous dream again. He appeared a bit more clear than the last time. This time, it was a clearer view of the man's face. It wasn't completely recognizable yet, his vision was still a bit blurred, but Ken could make out the striking green eyes. He was comfortable and safe in this man's arms. The room they were in was starting to smell of a nice friendly aroma of cooking. Once again, their faces were nearing each other, lips almost touching.

Ken opened his eyes as he felt someone shake his shoulder gently. Ken looked up and dropped his jaw slightly in surprise as he was looking into the same green eyes from his dream. Yoji put a bowl of porridge in his face. "Here. Eat this. You'll feel a lot better."

Ken blushed as he took the bowl. It made far more sense now. The warmth when he had ridden the motorcycle was the same as when Yoji had taken him on his own bike and taken him home. The eyes were definetly the same, and the same scolding kindness was the same as in his dream. Ken sighed as he took a bite, of all people to feel warm affections for, fate just had to deal him the playboy's card. Yoji was looking at him in anticipation. "How is it? Is it all right?"

Ken nodded and smiled at him. "Yeah. It tastes good," it actually did taste good. It was a wonder that Yoji knew how to cook, he certainly didn't look the type.

They sat in friendly silence as Ken ate up the food. Ken hadn't realized how hungry he really had been until he ate the first couple bites of what Yoji had given him. Yoji laughed lightly when Ken shyly returned the completely finished bowl. "Do you want more?"

Ken shook his head. He was full. Yoji smiled. "I'll be right back, then."

Ken's eyes widened in slight panic. He was so comfortable with Yoji, he didn't want the man to leave so soon. "Are you going back to the shop?" he asked as he watched the blond go into his kitchen to put the bowl and utensils away. Yoji's voice floated in, "Yeah, kinda."

Ken raised an eyebrow. "Kinda?" he echoed.

Yoji came back into the room and laughed. "Well, you know how it is. I work for only a couple of hours, and then I hit the clubs."

Ken raised an eyebrow. "Is it really that late?"

"Yeah, you didn't know? You've been sleeping and waking all day long. It's practically 4pm now."

Ken looked over at his clock. Yoji was about right. It was 4:15. "So...there's no mission tonight?"

Yoji shook his head. "There won't be one for a while," he started, then stopped, failing to mention that Persia thought they all should be given a break for a while since Ken's latest fainting spell.

"Oh...so you're going to be clubbing all night then?"

"In about four hours, yes."

Ken looked down at his hands, a bit jealous that other girls were going to be getting the attention of this playboy instead of himself, but he kept inwardly reminding himself that Yoji was as straight as they came, so of course he'd be with all the ladies. Yoji misinterpreted Ken's expression. "You curious?"

Ken's eyes widened slightly. "C-curious of w-what?" he stuttered.

Yoji smirked. "Why, the clubs of course. You want to come with me?"

Ken's jaw dropped slightly. For one thing, he would be able to spend time with Yoji, but for another-he didn't really want to go to one of those places. He just didn't like clubs in general. Sure he could dance and knew how to pretend he was having a grand time, but he would rather play soccer to his grave than go. It was an interesting opportunity though. Ken wondered if maybe clubbing was different if you went with someone you knew. He nodded slowly, after some consideration on it.

"Yeah, I kind of am."

Yoji laughed. "Want to go with me then?"

Ken nodded again and started to move out of his bed when Yoji stopped him. "No-no. You stay here."

Ken looked confused. Yoji smiled and ruffled Ken's hair. "I'll just pick you up in four hours, KenKen. Until then, just don't move too much. Save all your energy for the club. You'll need it."

Ken blushed as he watched Yoji leave. After Yoji left his apartment, Ken buried himself under the covers, happy. He couldn't wait until that night, he wanted to see what Yoji really did in the clubs at night.

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As promised, Yoji came to get Ken at around 8:30 that night. Yoji crinkled his nose in slight disapproval of Ken's clothing choice. "You've got to be kidding me, right?"

"Huh?"

Yoji slapped his forehead. "You...are hopeless. Do you have anything in your wardrobe that has nothing to do with soccer?"

Ken blushed. "Not...really."

Yoji groaned. "If you go to the club, you're going to stick out like a sore thumb. Come on...let's see what else you've got."

After Yoji practically went through every single individual clothing item in Ken's closet, they managed to settle on black jeans and a white tee-shirt. It was simple, but it was less loud compared to Ken's vibrant reds and blues. After Ken locked the door to his house, they made their way to Yoji's convertible. It was a smooth and comfortable ride to the club. Ken was happy to be with Yoji, and Yoji was just happy that he would be able to keep a closer eye on Ken while being able to enjoy himself at the same time.

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Schuldich was sitting on a higher floor of the nightclub drinking wine from his glass when he saw Ken and Yoji enter the club. He sipped some of his drink as he watched silently at Ken in particular. The mark that Ken had slashed on his arm from their last encounter suddenly burned. Schuldich's eye twitched in annoyance. After an extremely long lecture from Crawford, Schuldich realized that he was merely only intrigued by Ken, not in love. There was no fluttery feeling. Only mere curiosity of what kind of entertainment the boy could provide. He took one last sip, and then he got up a bit light-headed, going in Ken's direction.

Yoji found that for the first time, he couldn't concentrate at all at the women in front of him. His eyes kept wandering toward the brunette who looked like he was just having the worst day of his life. Yoji felt a bit guilty for dragging Ken along when he wasn't even going to be by Ken's side to entertain him. Then Yoji frowned. Why should he be entertaining the brunette anyway? Ken should be grateful to him, for showing him a good time. Yet somehow Yoji still feel obligated.

Yoji took his eyes off Ken for only a second, when he noticed something strange out of the corner of his eye. He turned his gaze and his eyes widened slightly as he spotted the German psychic, of all people, making his way towards Ken. Yoji groaned inwardly. This day was just going downhill. He pried himself away from the disappointed and whining girls and practically bulldozed through the dancing people. Some of them shot him dirty looks for interrupting their fun time, but Yoji paid them no mind. His only mission at the moment was to get Ken out, and fast.

Schuldich frowned slightly as he spotted the other Weiss assassin go after Ken. That was his target, not Yoji's. He decided to follow Yoji as he dragged Ken outside the club.

Ken had been surprised when he saw the panicked look on Yoji's face. "Yoji, what's wrong?" he asked.

Yoji grabbed his hand and ran out of the club with him. Ken was surprised, and did nothing to protest as he simply followed behind of Yoji. They finally made it out to the back of the club when Yoji dropped Ken's hand, breathing hard. "Yoji...? What happened? What's wrong?"

Yoji's mind went into a flurry as he tried to think of a reasonable excuse. "Er...there was a girl in there I haven't been on good terms with since our last date. I barely recognized her at the last second, but she was in a murderous rampage," Yoji winked, "And you know I don't fight women."

Ken laughed. "What about Schriedent?"

Yoji frowned. "They don't count!"

Ken smiled. "So I guess that means we're-mmph!" he was cut off by surprise when Yoji pinned him to a wall and kissed him.

Ken's eyes widened in shock, and he melted into Yoji's embrace, melting into the kiss. Yoji's eyes were partly open, he was looking out of the corner of his eye at Schuldich, who seemed a bit too drunk now. The psychic looked at them in pure disgust and threw up his hands before going back inside the club to try and snag a few ladies. Most likely he'd pick up the one's Yoji just disappointed.

Yoji tried to pull away, and was shocked when he suddenly realized Ken was insisting on continuing. "Shit," Yoji thought, "Kudou, now what kind of mess did you put yourself into?"

He only continued to allow Ken to kiss him until Ken finally decided to pull away. Yoji felt a pang of guilt as Ken looked seriously happy. "Wow...Yoji..." Ken said in awe, "You kiss real...well."

Yoji bit the inside of his lip. Ken smiled as he hugged Yoji. The man just allowed Ken to hug him, his hands partly up in the air, about to return the embrace, but Yoji wasn't quite sure where to place his hands. Ken then looked up at Yoji hopefully. Perhaps the blond wasn't completely straight after all? "Yoji...?"

"Y-yes...?"

"What was that for?" Ken asked with the hope ringing clear in his question.

Yoji winced. The last thing he wanted to do was crush Ken right now, and it wouldn't make sense to just use Schuldich as an excuse, after all-he had no proof at the moment. "Erm...well...you see...I just realized that even all the girls at the clubs I go to can't uh-give me...um...what you have," Yoji managed to let out.

Ken's hope was shining brightly in his eyes now, causing Yoji to feel enough guilt to continue this charade. "So what you're trying to say is...?"

Yoji sighed. "Yeah...that. What I guess I'm trying to say is..."

Ken was smiling a little more. "That...I...I think I like you a lot, Ken," Yoji widened his eyes slightly in surprise-he had said it so naturally, he could've fooled himself.

That won Ken over. Ken gave Yoji a big smile and jumped up slightly, since Yoji was a few inches taller than him, and wrapped his arms behind Yoji's neck as he went in for another kiss. Yoji couldn't think of anything else to do rather than just allow Ken to kiss him, and respond a bit, so as not to make Ken suspicious of his declaration. "You damn German..." Yoji cursed in his head, "You're nothing but trouble."

When Ken was finally satisfied, Yoji drove Ken back to his apartment. When they made it to Ken's house, Ken let himself out of Yoji's car and leaned over the side for a moment, staring at Yoji dreamily. "Yoji...thank you so much...okay?"

Yoji barely felt himself nod. Ken smiled, "Does this mean you're going to cut down on the ladies?"

Yoji gulped. That did not seem like something he would like, but he nodded in response. He got himself into this mess in the first place when he could have stopped it, but now all he could do was continue it until Ken figured it out for himself. Ken smiled and got off of Yoji's car. "Really? That makes me glad...but..."

"But...?" Yoji questioned softly.

Ken half-smiled. "You don't have to give it all up, you know. You probably think this is all weird, I mean, even I thought you were the straightest guy on the face of this planet just a while ago..."

Yoji chuckled nervously. "I see..."

Ken laughed. "I won't mind if you keep doing it, as long as it's not anything too intimate...you can flirt...if that helps you keep your manliness or whatever."

Yoji nodded slowly. "No more clubbing like crazy, got it."

Ken smiled. "Thanks, Yotan."

Yoji half-smiled. So the annoying nickname was an endearment now, great. He started up his car and Ken stepped back from it, watching Yoji drive away. Yoji headed for his own house when he looked in the mirror and saw Ken waving. He lifted up his right hand and tilted it to the side slightly in response as he turned the corner. Ken ran up to his apartment, and flopped onto his bed as soon as he entered the house. This was like a dream come true. If it was a dream, he never wanted to wake up from it.

Yoji, meanwhile, was thinking quite the opposite. He couldn't believe of all stupid things to do, he had to kiss Ken to keep Schuldich away instead of just driving away with Ken. Yet, it was a convincing enough performance to probably ward the German away for good. Yoji went onto his bed and put an arm over his eyes. He chuckled to himself, as he remembered how a while ago he had only been contemplating what it would have been like if Ken was a girl and he dated him. Well, now he had his chance.

The last strange thought Yoji thought of before going to bed was the kiss he had shared with Ken. Somehow, with the passing time, he was getting a bit less and less disgusted by it. It wasn't like he kissed a brother or anything. Thinking like this, he went off into a slightly strange sleep.

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For once, Ken was the first one to open up the flower shop. Ran was very surprised when he entered the shop about fifteen minutes later. After acknowledging Ran's presence, Ken continued to do his usual work around the shop. He was humming a happy tune that Ran didn't recognize. Surprised, he started noticing the changes that Ken seemed to have developed overnight. It was almost strange, because the old Ken that he had been used to before seemed to have completely come together again. Ran watched him silently for a few hours, when suddenly Ken turned around when the bells of the store's front door jingled.

He smiled and waved with his free hand. "Omi-kun!"

Omi looked both shocked and relieved to see his friend there, and looked just as surprised as Ran did with how greatly Ken seemed to have improved. As Omi ran toward's Ken to give him a big hug, Ran felt that twinge of jealousy that the smile hadn't been for him. He realized with slight bitterness that it probably would never be for him specifically again.

Ken had been watering plants silently when Ran had entered the store a half-hour late. Ken had turned swiftly and smiled at Ran, dropping his watering can. Ignoring the spill, he had run up to Ran and hugged him tightly, burying his head in Ran's shoulder. "I missed you so much, Ran!" he had murmered, "I was so worried something happened to you because you weren't here yet..."

Ran had laughed and ruffled Ken's hair affectionately. "Sorry, Ken...had to take care of Aya this morning."

Ken looked up with the biggest concern in his eyes. Ran almost laughed at the largely unguarded emotion in them. "Don't worry, Ken. It was nothing serious. She just needed a little help, that's all."

Ken had relaxed then. "Oh...that's good," he laughed, hugging Ran, "Ran, let's go somewhere later, okay?"

"All right."

That had been almost a month before their break. So long ago now, Ran realized. He shook his head. He still hadn't been able to get over the fact that they were over. After all, he had never specifically said that he had wanted to leave Ken for Omi, it just kind of happened that way. Somehow, Ken being so instantly over the whole situation wasn't helping his feelings any.

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Surprisingly to all of them, Ken had been very optimistic about staying in the store all day long. Ran realized something was up when Ken's face lit up at Yoji's entrance. Yoji, however, Ran noticed-was not all too happy of the situation, but rather seemed to be forcing his kind and sugary responses on the athletic youth.

"Yoji! You made it!"

A half-smile. "Don't I always? What are you doing here anyway?"

Ken smiled. "I did the one thing you probably wouldn't expect. So what do you do this late in the afternoon here, anyway?"

Yoji shrugged. "Usually whatever you don't finish, or whatever you screwed up," he joked.

Ken grew flustered. "I do not screw up anything here! Right Omi?" Ken looked over at the chibi, who merely looked away with a smile and started whistling.

"Omi...!"

Yoji laughed. "You see? You are quite the klutz."

"Am not!"

"Ah, but you are."

"Why you!" Ken lunged for Yoji, tripped, and knocked down a couple of plants in the process. Omi slapped his forehead.

"Yoji-kun!" Omi scolded, "Don't excite him like that, we could lose our whole store at this rate!"

Yoji laughed. "All right, all right," he bent down to help Omi pick up the pieces.

Ran silently watched them all. Suddenly he was the one that felt a bit out of place. "Aya-kun!" he heard the chibi call.

Ran looked over at Omi and half-smiled. Omi was motioning for him to come over. "Do you think you could help me with this, Aya-kun?" the chibi asked shyly.

Ran nodded and helped Omi with the heavy bag of fertilizer. Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted Ken with Yoji, tugging at Yoji's sleeve. Ran never remembered Ken tugging at his sleeve, but then he remembered that he hadn't allowed Ken to do much of anything with him at all. One thing was certain in the red-head's mind as he put the bag of fertilizer away with Omi. Yoji and Ken had established some kind of recent connection, and he wanted to know exactly what kind.

"Aya-kun?" he barely heard the chibi say his name.

"Hn...?" Ran replied absentmindedly.

Omi looked at Ran and searched the older man's eyes. "Aya-kun...is there something on your mind?"

Ran shook his head. "No, not really."

Omi sighed. "Then why do you keep watching Ken-kun and Yoji-kun? Are you mad at them about something? The plants, maybe?"

Ran quickly snapped his head back at Omi. He cursed at himself for being so blatantly obvious. "No...nothing like that at all..." he left the room and resumed his work.

The whole store seemed to be in a mode of tension. Only Ken seemed to be oblivious to the tense air, and tapped Yoji on the shoulder, almost startling the blond out of his guilty thoughts. "What is it, Ken?"

Ken smiled. "You're shift is up soon, right?"

Yoji looked at the clock, gulped, and then nodded. Ken's smile grew bigger, "Let's go somewhere to eat, huh, Yoji?"

Yoji cracked a smile. "Yeah, sure. Where do you want to go?"

Ken shrugged. "Doesn't matter. I just want to hang out a while before I go home."

Yoji nodded. "All right."

Thankfully, Yoji hadn't made any late night plans for that night, or he would have been in big trouble with whatever lady he probably could have dated. When his shift was over, he took Ken outside, and he hopped into his convertible and took off, with Ken following close behind in his motorcycle. The boy had insisted riding behind Yoji so that he could just go straight home after they were done with their date. Ran watched them silently leave the shop, and his mood seemed to go from dark to pitch black. Omi observed all this with a pang of sadness growing inside of him.

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On the drive to one of the more expensive restaurants, Yoji noticed Ken's not-so-clumsy skill at riding a motorcycle. Yoji was slightly impressed. When they made it to the restaurant, Ken had refused to go in. They settled for ice cream instead. Yoji couldn't understand how someone who appeared like a health food junkie-judging by his fridge-could eat such a big cone of ice cream with absolutely no fears.

Their conversation was most interesting. Yoji felt that he could tell Ken anything about himself without the other judging him in a negative way. Ken made him feel so at ease, surprisingly enough. Yoji felt an odd sense of regret when it was time for Ken to get home. He soon found himself making the first move yet again. He brought his face closer to Ken's, and Ken slowly began to close his eyes. Yoji finally brought his lips slowly onto Ken's.

They kissed for what seemed like forever. It was a sweet kiss, each one expressing the longing of being with the other for a while longer. Ken finally pulled away after a while, and melted into Yoji's embrace when he brought Ken closer. They stayed like that a while, comfortable. Yoji speechless, Ken in bliss. Yoji breathed in the sweet aroma of Ken's hair and whispered to the boy. "Want to do this again tomorrow?"

Ken smiled. "Yeah...I'd like that a lot."

Yoji smiled too. "All right. Tomorrow...then."

Yoji followed Ken's motorcycle back to his house, making sure Ken got home safely. He watched in silence as Ken got off, and waved at Yoji before going up to his apartment. Yoji started up his car again and stared at the road before him a moment, in wonder. He wasn't sure what this strange sense of calm he was feeling in his heart. Almost the same sort of calm Asuka had given him, only much better, and much stronger.

Yoji drove off towards his house and wondered if it was love he was feeling. After contemplating a while, he realized that it probably was love he was feeling. Yoji chuckled as he parked his car.

It was funny how sometimes you just couldn't pick who you fall in love with.

TO BE CONTINUED...

Saiki.Kensuke.Yuuta: It's almost done. Wow. Somehow, I feel it's taking me forever to write it out. I spend too much time on my work sometimes, I think. If you check my livejournal out, I'll have updates on other projects I'm planning to work on. I'm so tempted to work on them all at once, but I try to be patient with myself and tackle one assignment at a time. I'm working for quality here, not quantity. Though quantity sounds so tempting. Well, see you next chapter!

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