The Healer

Disclaimer: I do not own Weiss Kreuz or any of its wonderful characters. They belong rightfully to Takehito Koyasu.

Chapter 6

"Ran, we can't just leave," Ken said exasperatedly.

Ran glared at him, "Ken, our guide told us there has been talk to war between tribes. We need to leave this place as soon as possible."

Omi spoke up before Ken can snap back, "Ran, Ken and I already discussed this just before you two arrived. We need two weeks to finish checking up on people and such, then we'll leave."

"Ran, can I speak to you," Yoji interrupted, "In private?"

Ran cast a dark look at the other two and nodded. When they were alone, Yoji spoke again, "Ran, let's give them the two weeks."

"What?" Ran sputtered, "No, we're already in danger by just being here. We need to leave."

Yoji sighed, "Look, we already got them to agree to leave, with us, mind you. Besides, it doesn't sound like the war, if there's gonna be one, won't start till much later."

"That doesn't make me feel any better, Yoji." Ran sighed in defeat, "You're right, though, at least they're leaving with us. One thing accomplished."

Yoji grinned, "Damn right. So, we might as well make the most of this trip. I've noticed some lovely ladies, so..."

Ran just groaned.

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Ken looked happily at the meal placed before him. He and Omi only worked a couple of hours that day, but it was quite busy.

"I'm starved!" He announced and dug in to his food.

Ran sighed, "Ken, could you please wait until on the food has been placed on the table?"

"Nope! Not when I haven't eaten all day. Besides, I've been busy since last night," He grinned devilishly at Ran.

Ran actually blushed and hastily turned his attention to his food. Yoji snickered, which earned him a glare. Yoji gave a innocent look and chuckled; he gave his attention to Omi and Ken.

"So, there's this talk of war, but what is it over?"

Ken shook his head, "In this part of the region, there's often war between tribes. It could be because of a lack of resources or they feel that one tribe is stepping into their territory."

Ran paused and turned to stare at Ken, "Did you come here knowing this?"

"Well, yeah," Ken stared back, unsure of why Ran's glares, "I mean, Omi and I..." he began to falter under Ran's scrutiny.

"We both decided this is where we were most needed," Omi finished for him.

Ran pushed back his chair, "Fine. I'm going back to my room, now." He stood up and walked off.

Ken stared at Ran's retreating back, "I'm going to check on him," Ken hurried after him.

Yoji lit a cigarette, "Well, it's best to leave them be."

Omi looked unsure, "Are you sure?"

"Yeah. They'll need to work it out themselves." Yoji gave Omi a reassuring smile.

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Ran was loosening his shirt when he heard a knock on the door. Ken opened it timidly and peered inside.

"Are you mad at me?"

"No," Ran sighed and beckoned Ken to come in, "I just don't like it that you knowingly put yourself in danger."

"It's for a good cause, Ran." Ken reminded him and gathered enough courage to hug the other man.

Ran wrapped his arms around Ken's waist, "I know, but that doesn't stop me from disliking it."

Ken nuzzled his neck, "Well, at least you care," he chuckled and proceeded to nip him.

Ran suddenly moved his hands to Ken's shoulders and gripped him. He gave him a feral look and tossed Ken onto the bed. Ken laughed and grabbed at him.

"Well, at least I know how to get you out of a funk," Ken smirked and Ran kissed him.

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To Be Continued.