Chapter Eight
It was late in the afternoon, half an hour before the Koneko closed for the day and the place was still full with infuriating fangirls that had been giving Youji a headache all afternoon. He glanced at the clock and cursed that fact there was still another 29 minutes and 24 seconds until the shop could be closed and the clearing up still had to be done after that.
"Omi, I'm taking a break," he called over to his younger teammate being harassed by a crowd of girls and without waiting for Omi's reply headed out to the ally behind the Koneko.
He pulled a packet of cigarettes out of his pocket, slowly pulled one out and lit it savouring the taste of the nicotine on his tongue as he took his first drag and some of the agitation he had been feeling began to ease away. It was these times that he knew, no matter how heard he tried; he could never give up smoking. The first taste of it after a long wait was indescribable. He knew that it was a disgusting and filthy habit that led to all sorts of health problems but he knew he could never lose this addiction. Just like he couldn't lose his addiction to Aya.
He loved Aya and he felt guilt to admit it but he felt he loved Aya more than he had ever loved anyone including Asuka. His love for Aya was more deeper. Maybe it was because Youji had fought so hard against falling for Aya, not wanting to got throught the pain of losing someone he loved again and with here career choice there was a strong chance that something would happen to one of them on a mission. He really didn't feel like he would be able to put his heart back together again if it got broken. He really didn't want to get hurt again.
It's why he'd slept around so much, not allowing himself to feeling for one individual, just seeing them as things to use. He distanced himself from them and barricaded his heart from feeling too much for one of them. Even if that did make him sound like a bastard it was his way to protect himself and yet Aya had some how got past that and reached the part of Youji's heart that was locked away deep down, the last bit of humanity he had hidden to stop him from turning into some ruthless killer. The innocent bit of his heart that loved with such intense passion and feeling, which caused so much happiness, something, a sinner like himself didn't deserve to have.
He knew he didn't deserve the happiness he found with Aya, he took lives, he deprived people of there loved one's. What gave him the right to have loved one's himself?
He had promised Aya that he would stay with him forever and Aya, in his way, had returned the promise. They wanted to share the small shred of happiness they had gained from each other and yet Youji couldn't shake the feeling that it wouldn't last forever and it was about to come crumbling down around him but he didn't know why. They were happy together, they didn't really argue but something was going to pull them apart.
"Get a grip Kudoh I swear you're losing it," he muttered as he finished his cigarette and headed back towards the Koneko.
The remaining 23 minutes passed by slowly as Youji attempted not to threaten any of the hordes of fangirls that had accumulated during the day. He watched as the second hand ticked down the last few seconds and as they second hand reached twelve,
"Closing time! Thank you come again," he said as he started to shoo the girls in the direction of the door.
"But Youji-kun can't we stay a little longer and help tidy up?" one of the girls asked who obviously couldn't take the hint that someone pushing you out of the door was a sign to go.
"No. I'm sure we'll manage by ourselves. Goodnight."
He slammed the door shut as the last one departed, locked it and leaned on it to prevent them from breaking it down.
"Youji-kun there was no reason to be so rude." Omi criticised as the eldest assassin let out a shaky breath.
"Sorry Omittichi. I'm just tired of having them hang all over us."
"Who would of thought there would come a day when Youji got fed up with female attention?" Omi questioned "You really must be serious about Aya if girls don't interest you any more"
"No it's just none of them compare to Aya," Youji said with a smile as he thought of his lover. "I wonder what he's up to?" Someone knocked on the door "We are not open!" he snapped as turned to open the door.
"Well you're grouchy tonight," Manx said as Youji stepped a side to let her in. "Anyway where's Ken you still have a mission to complete?"
"He's out back tidying up" Omi said, "I'll go and get him and we'll meet you downstairs"
Manx nodded as she headed for the back followed by Youji and made for mission briefing room. As Youji made himself comfortable on the sofa as he waited for the other two arrived, he noticed Manx starring at him.
"What? If your admiring my wonderful good looks, I know they're perfect," he said with a smile
"No and I think you need to get that ego sorted out," she said as she leaned on the wall. On closer inspection she looked tired and somehow, guilty.
"You feeling ok?" Youji asked her
"Why?" she asked defensively
"Sorry I was just asking. You seem pale."
"No it's just been a long day and all I want to do is go home to bed but I have too much to do before then. Although I do get sadistic pleasure from knowing I'll be keeping you up as well"
"That's nice to know" Youji muttered.
"We're here Manx-san!" Omi said as he bounced down the stairs followed by Ken.
"Good. Well you failed to get your target the other night with Aya collapsing. You will have another chance tonight. He'll be at 'Club Noir' tonight."
"But we're one down. Where is Aya?" Omi quizzed
"He's doing another mission. One that only he can perform. I'll leave you to it Weiss. Goodnight. I'll see myself out. "
"So what shall we do about this mission?" Ken asked
"I say we wait until he leaves and get him then," Youji suggested
"That seems like a fair plan," Omi agreed "I can get him with one of my darts as he leaves"
"Seems fine to me" Youji said
"Sure. So we'll leave at what . . .9 pm?" Ken suggested
"9 will be fine Ken-kun. I'm going to make dinner if you and Youji want to finish tidying up in the shop. I'll call you when it's done."
"Sure thing"
****
"I hope this guy shows up soon I'm freezing" Ken complained as he huddled into his coat.
They were stood on the roof of the club waiting for the target to re-emerge from the club.
"Well wear that jumper thing then instead of carrying it round your waist!" Youji hissed, "and keep quiet!"
"He's coming out!" Omi exclaimed as he pointed out the target. He readied one of his darts, took aim and let the dart hit one of the companions of the target. "Go!"
Weiss moved into action with Omi and Ken taking out the remaining two bodyguards while Youji headed for the target dragging him into an ally way before looping his wire round his neck.
"Done?" Omi asked as Youji emerged from the Alleyway
"Yes. Time to go home then"
****
Youji felt like there was something different as he took his shoes off and placed them besides Ken's and Omi's. He felt it again as he hung up his coat by Omi's school coat and the thing Ken wore to football training. It bugged him as he went into the kitchen to make himself a drink as he reached into the cupboard to get his cup off the shelf with Omi and Ken's. He had a glance into Aya's room to see if he had returned and found that the feeling intensified but still had no idea what was causing it. He moved into his own room and sat down on his bed.
He looked over to the chair, which had Aya's orange jumper hanging on before and noticed that the jumper wasn't there. Puzzled by the disappearance of the jumper he noticed other things missing. He stood and went back to Aya's room to see if the articles had been put away.
As he switched on the light, he was greeted with an empty room.
There was nothing in the room. He opened the wardrobe to find it bear. The little things that Aya had kept dotted around his room were no longer there. His Katana was missing from where it was normally kept.
It suddenly accrued to him what had felt wrong. When he had put his shoes away; there was only his, Omi and Ken's. When he went to put his coat away; again there was only his own, Omi and Ken's. The mugs in the kitchen; Aya's was missing.
As his eye's cast around the room desperately searching for nay sign of it's occupant he found a letter stuck to the mirror. He opened it and with shaking hands read;
Youji
It's over. It was a mistake, one I hope too soon forget. You should do the same.
Aya.
That's all there was. All that remained of his lover who had lived in this room. Just a short note telling him he was leaving. No reason why, he had just left.
"I'm sorry," Manx said as she entered the room as Youji's gaze fixed on the paper in his hands. "Something came up and he choose to leave Weiss. He doesn't want to see you before you ask and I don't know where he has gone"
Youji made his way over to the bed and sat down feeling numb unable to believe that Aya had left him. "But why?" he asked.
"I can't say"
"Can't or wont?" Youji growled as he turned to look at her. "You knew before but didn't tell me! I could have stopped him!"
"I have to go." She turned and fled leaving Youji alone in the empty room.
Youji felt the familiar pangs of sorrow as he realised his heart was breaking yet again. After spending so long trying to patch it together and finally working up the courage to offer it to another all to have it broken again.
He made his way to the bed and sat starring out of the window as the first tear slid out of his eye.
To be continued
A/N He he. Poor Youji-kun. I feel mean.
It was late in the afternoon, half an hour before the Koneko closed for the day and the place was still full with infuriating fangirls that had been giving Youji a headache all afternoon. He glanced at the clock and cursed that fact there was still another 29 minutes and 24 seconds until the shop could be closed and the clearing up still had to be done after that.
"Omi, I'm taking a break," he called over to his younger teammate being harassed by a crowd of girls and without waiting for Omi's reply headed out to the ally behind the Koneko.
He pulled a packet of cigarettes out of his pocket, slowly pulled one out and lit it savouring the taste of the nicotine on his tongue as he took his first drag and some of the agitation he had been feeling began to ease away. It was these times that he knew, no matter how heard he tried; he could never give up smoking. The first taste of it after a long wait was indescribable. He knew that it was a disgusting and filthy habit that led to all sorts of health problems but he knew he could never lose this addiction. Just like he couldn't lose his addiction to Aya.
He loved Aya and he felt guilt to admit it but he felt he loved Aya more than he had ever loved anyone including Asuka. His love for Aya was more deeper. Maybe it was because Youji had fought so hard against falling for Aya, not wanting to got throught the pain of losing someone he loved again and with here career choice there was a strong chance that something would happen to one of them on a mission. He really didn't feel like he would be able to put his heart back together again if it got broken. He really didn't want to get hurt again.
It's why he'd slept around so much, not allowing himself to feeling for one individual, just seeing them as things to use. He distanced himself from them and barricaded his heart from feeling too much for one of them. Even if that did make him sound like a bastard it was his way to protect himself and yet Aya had some how got past that and reached the part of Youji's heart that was locked away deep down, the last bit of humanity he had hidden to stop him from turning into some ruthless killer. The innocent bit of his heart that loved with such intense passion and feeling, which caused so much happiness, something, a sinner like himself didn't deserve to have.
He knew he didn't deserve the happiness he found with Aya, he took lives, he deprived people of there loved one's. What gave him the right to have loved one's himself?
He had promised Aya that he would stay with him forever and Aya, in his way, had returned the promise. They wanted to share the small shred of happiness they had gained from each other and yet Youji couldn't shake the feeling that it wouldn't last forever and it was about to come crumbling down around him but he didn't know why. They were happy together, they didn't really argue but something was going to pull them apart.
"Get a grip Kudoh I swear you're losing it," he muttered as he finished his cigarette and headed back towards the Koneko.
The remaining 23 minutes passed by slowly as Youji attempted not to threaten any of the hordes of fangirls that had accumulated during the day. He watched as the second hand ticked down the last few seconds and as they second hand reached twelve,
"Closing time! Thank you come again," he said as he started to shoo the girls in the direction of the door.
"But Youji-kun can't we stay a little longer and help tidy up?" one of the girls asked who obviously couldn't take the hint that someone pushing you out of the door was a sign to go.
"No. I'm sure we'll manage by ourselves. Goodnight."
He slammed the door shut as the last one departed, locked it and leaned on it to prevent them from breaking it down.
"Youji-kun there was no reason to be so rude." Omi criticised as the eldest assassin let out a shaky breath.
"Sorry Omittichi. I'm just tired of having them hang all over us."
"Who would of thought there would come a day when Youji got fed up with female attention?" Omi questioned "You really must be serious about Aya if girls don't interest you any more"
"No it's just none of them compare to Aya," Youji said with a smile as he thought of his lover. "I wonder what he's up to?" Someone knocked on the door "We are not open!" he snapped as turned to open the door.
"Well you're grouchy tonight," Manx said as Youji stepped a side to let her in. "Anyway where's Ken you still have a mission to complete?"
"He's out back tidying up" Omi said, "I'll go and get him and we'll meet you downstairs"
Manx nodded as she headed for the back followed by Youji and made for mission briefing room. As Youji made himself comfortable on the sofa as he waited for the other two arrived, he noticed Manx starring at him.
"What? If your admiring my wonderful good looks, I know they're perfect," he said with a smile
"No and I think you need to get that ego sorted out," she said as she leaned on the wall. On closer inspection she looked tired and somehow, guilty.
"You feeling ok?" Youji asked her
"Why?" she asked defensively
"Sorry I was just asking. You seem pale."
"No it's just been a long day and all I want to do is go home to bed but I have too much to do before then. Although I do get sadistic pleasure from knowing I'll be keeping you up as well"
"That's nice to know" Youji muttered.
"We're here Manx-san!" Omi said as he bounced down the stairs followed by Ken.
"Good. Well you failed to get your target the other night with Aya collapsing. You will have another chance tonight. He'll be at 'Club Noir' tonight."
"But we're one down. Where is Aya?" Omi quizzed
"He's doing another mission. One that only he can perform. I'll leave you to it Weiss. Goodnight. I'll see myself out. "
"So what shall we do about this mission?" Ken asked
"I say we wait until he leaves and get him then," Youji suggested
"That seems like a fair plan," Omi agreed "I can get him with one of my darts as he leaves"
"Seems fine to me" Youji said
"Sure. So we'll leave at what . . .9 pm?" Ken suggested
"9 will be fine Ken-kun. I'm going to make dinner if you and Youji want to finish tidying up in the shop. I'll call you when it's done."
"Sure thing"
****
"I hope this guy shows up soon I'm freezing" Ken complained as he huddled into his coat.
They were stood on the roof of the club waiting for the target to re-emerge from the club.
"Well wear that jumper thing then instead of carrying it round your waist!" Youji hissed, "and keep quiet!"
"He's coming out!" Omi exclaimed as he pointed out the target. He readied one of his darts, took aim and let the dart hit one of the companions of the target. "Go!"
Weiss moved into action with Omi and Ken taking out the remaining two bodyguards while Youji headed for the target dragging him into an ally way before looping his wire round his neck.
"Done?" Omi asked as Youji emerged from the Alleyway
"Yes. Time to go home then"
****
Youji felt like there was something different as he took his shoes off and placed them besides Ken's and Omi's. He felt it again as he hung up his coat by Omi's school coat and the thing Ken wore to football training. It bugged him as he went into the kitchen to make himself a drink as he reached into the cupboard to get his cup off the shelf with Omi and Ken's. He had a glance into Aya's room to see if he had returned and found that the feeling intensified but still had no idea what was causing it. He moved into his own room and sat down on his bed.
He looked over to the chair, which had Aya's orange jumper hanging on before and noticed that the jumper wasn't there. Puzzled by the disappearance of the jumper he noticed other things missing. He stood and went back to Aya's room to see if the articles had been put away.
As he switched on the light, he was greeted with an empty room.
There was nothing in the room. He opened the wardrobe to find it bear. The little things that Aya had kept dotted around his room were no longer there. His Katana was missing from where it was normally kept.
It suddenly accrued to him what had felt wrong. When he had put his shoes away; there was only his, Omi and Ken's. When he went to put his coat away; again there was only his own, Omi and Ken's. The mugs in the kitchen; Aya's was missing.
As his eye's cast around the room desperately searching for nay sign of it's occupant he found a letter stuck to the mirror. He opened it and with shaking hands read;
Youji
It's over. It was a mistake, one I hope too soon forget. You should do the same.
Aya.
That's all there was. All that remained of his lover who had lived in this room. Just a short note telling him he was leaving. No reason why, he had just left.
"I'm sorry," Manx said as she entered the room as Youji's gaze fixed on the paper in his hands. "Something came up and he choose to leave Weiss. He doesn't want to see you before you ask and I don't know where he has gone"
Youji made his way over to the bed and sat down feeling numb unable to believe that Aya had left him. "But why?" he asked.
"I can't say"
"Can't or wont?" Youji growled as he turned to look at her. "You knew before but didn't tell me! I could have stopped him!"
"I have to go." She turned and fled leaving Youji alone in the empty room.
Youji felt the familiar pangs of sorrow as he realised his heart was breaking yet again. After spending so long trying to patch it together and finally working up the courage to offer it to another all to have it broken again.
He made his way to the bed and sat starring out of the window as the first tear slid out of his eye.
To be continued
A/N He he. Poor Youji-kun. I feel mean.