Disclaimer: I do not own Weiss Kreuz...sniffle...

OK, sorry that I haven't updated in well, a very long time, but I've been just a tiny bit busy. Oh, and this chapter is just for Brian, thanks for breaking my writer's block!

Shadows in the Moonlight

By Moon without a Sun

Omi stood in the middle of the sunlight room, shocked. Ken was kissing him. OH MY GOD!!!! KEN WAS KISSING HIM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But suddenly, it ended. Omi opened his eyes, staring straight into Ken's fear-laced ones. Ken, taking his immobility as a sight of rejection, turned and ran out of the shop as fast as he could.

Omi just stood there, unable to move. He wanted to go after Ken, tell him that it was alright, but he couldn't leave the shop. Just then, Yohji sauntered in.

"Hey bishounen. Where's Kenken?"

"Yohji-kun, thank goodness! Watch the shop for me! Arigato!" Before Yohji could protest, Omi ran from the shop. He knew were Ken would be. The soccer player always went to the park when he was upset or needed to think.

Ken settled himself under a big oak tree. He always came here to think. He could see the soccer field from where he sat, but the thought of the kids he coached brought him no joy. 'I kissed him. Stupid Ken! Stupid stupid stupid!' Ken was so trapped in his thoughts that he didn't hear the footsteps coming up behind him. He jerked out of his thoughts when a gentle hand rested itself on his shoulder. The brunette jerked around, surprised when he saw big blue eyes staring down at him.

"Omi!!! I-I'm sorry, t-this must be your thinking spot too. I'll leave." Ken stood, unable to keep his sadness from showing in his eyes.

"No Ken-kun! Don't leave! I-I came here to see you...," Omi blushed, finding his foot very interesting as he wedged it into the ground. "You see Ken, I...I... " 'Oh Kami-sama I can't even say it! Oh well, I guess actions DO speak louder than words after all...' Before Ken could object, Omi grabbed him by the shoulders and kissed him. Ken jolted in surprise, but soon relaxed into the kiss. Not long after, he felt the soft touch of a timid tongue against his lips. Ken parted his lips eagerly, meeting Omi's tongue with his own. But all too soon they remembered that humans need air, and thus broke the kiss. Omi wrapped his arms around Ken's neck, nuzzling his nose into the goalie's soft locks.

"Thank you, Ken."

"Well, well, what have we here?" The two men immediately turned, recognizing the nasal German voice. Schuldig smirked, sensing the fear rising in the two assassins with the telepath's presence.

Sorry! I know it's really really short, but I'm trying! Please review! I don't want to write a story no one's going to read.