DISCLAIMER: I do not own nor wish to appear to be the owner of Knight Hunters/Weiss Kreuz or any merchandise related thereof.

AN: Ah this feels much better! I have finally gotten around to adding the lemon onto the end of this chaper! The beganing of this chaper is the same, but the ending is very diffrent. I did this for me (I was never really happy with the first version seeing as I did it in a haze as I had the flu) and also for all the people writing me asking for a lemon. So here it is and if you didn't read the first version of this chaper, thank your lucky stars! Enjoy!

I rolled over, suddenly angry at the morning sun. I did my best to block the rays, I had blinds, a bath towel and a sheet over the window, yet somehow the UV always find some kind of crack. They burst through and slap me across the face with their warmth and all that painful light. Yes, because light hurts when you have a hangover and I have a massive hangover, but that is what happens when one drinks the night away. Which is a habit I have fallen back into to fog my emotions. Because that is what responsible adults do, run from their problems and bury their feelings as deeply as they can.

I sat up with a groan and scratched the top of my head as I yawned. Standing I swayed a bit as a result of my headache and shuffled to the bathroom to shower. I took a very hot shower and I could smell the alcohol as it sweated out of my pores. I closed my eyes, I knew I couldn't keep this up. This was only my third morning waking up from a night of drunkenness and even I knew we had been lucky at not being called up for a mission. In this state I would be a determent to the team.

Once cleaned and dressed I made my way downstairs to the kitchen. Omi had made breakfast and the smell of the sausages made me nauseous. I sat at the table and the chibi automatically sat a coffee in front of me with 'the look' and Ken looked equally as upset with me. I dared a glance at Aya, he was reading the morning paper, but the muscles in his jaw contracted. In short, the room was tense.

"Omi, Ken, could you leave Yohji and me in peace please," Aya asked, or rather commanded gently, still not looking up from the paper. Without a word the others were gone.

"Aya don't start…" I groaned as I contemplated throwing the sausage out the back door.

"Don't give me that Yohji," Aya lowered the paper and glared at me, "we are a team."

I shrugged, "Glad you care," I said flatly.

His eyes narrowed, "I already told you I did."

I snorted then there was this little stare down before I sighed and said, "Fine. What?"

"You have to stop…" he actually looked concerned when he said this, "It is unhealthy above all else-"

"Above all else?" I interrupted him, "You mean even above the team?"

Aya's brow rose, "Even above the team," his eyes softened and he sighed, "Why are you doing this?"

I smirked, "You already know the answer to that."

He shook his head, "I am not that important…no one should be that important."

"Not even that guy you love?" I challenged Aya and he actually looked away a bit thrown off, "Yeah see, that's how humans are Aya, if you care about someone and that someone disappoints you it throws you off your rocker a bit."

Aya sighed then closed his eyes and rubbed his temples with his thumb and forefinger, "You shouldn't surrender that much to a person…"

"You're right," I leaned back in my chair, "but sometimes it just happens, the feelings creep up and the next thing you know you are blindsided."

"Yes…I know," Aya whispered and I knew he was talking about his beloved.

I felt a spark of jealousy and I slid my chair over closer to Aya then asked him, "He still hasn't noticed you?"

Aya frowned at me then looked away, "He knows I exist," he turned to look at me again then said sternly, "Listen this isn't about me-"

I ignored his words and interrupted him by giving him a kiss. I heard him sigh when I pulled away, but I really didn't feel like getting lectured this morning so I kissed him again.

It had been so long since I had felt those lips and I couldn't help but moan. I pushed my hand into his hair and forced his body closer to mine. He was so warm, the lips soft and he was actually kissing me back slightly. It was a strangely sweet kiss, gentle and romantic so this time it was my heart that swelled and not other things. I slipped my tongue between his lips and relished in the warmth and moistness of his mouth. My hands roamed up and down his back, pressing into his shoulder blades to feel the muscle there, I heard him moan softly.

I ended the kiss, but let my mouth linger against his, "You should forget about him…"

"I don't think you would want me to do that..."

I had no idea what the hell that meant so I just kissed him again. He allowed it for a time then turned his head away, saying, "You have to stop this destructive behavior…it isn't fair to us."

"I know," I sat back and sighed, "but what am I supposed to do? What would you do if that man you loved told you he didn't want to 'feel good with you'?" I felt my jealousy turn to anger as I threw Aya's words back at him, "What the hell would you say?!"

Aya stood kicking the chair out from under him and walked toward the door, "I would ask him 'what do you want then?'" he made a face that said both end of discussion and don't you dare drink again.

I scowled, "Listen I'm going out tonight," I watched as Aya's glare became icy, "I will just watch my portions," I smiled at him, "promise," he shook his head then all but stormed out of the kitchen.

As I had stated I ended up at my usual bar, sitting in my usual stool and I was sipping a cheaper brand of whiskey so it wasn't all that tasty. I was ignoring the jukebox and the lone TV that was on a sports network, you couldn't hear to over Elvis' crooning anyway. Some woman, drunk off her ass was leaning on me as she laughed next to me at something her friend had said. I pushed at her gently to try to sway her to the other side.

She turned and looked at me scowling, "Hey! Don't you push me!" then she tilted her head, "Hey there sexy," she smiled at me and she was actually kinda cute.

"Hey there yourself," I smiled back, her drunkenness was amusing and seeing as the person who was with her was sober and obviously the DD, laughing at her inebriated state didn't make be feel guilty.

She smiled, "I'm Lilly! You wanna go somewhere…" she leaned over and whispered, breath full of vodka, "more private?"

"Oh no thank you Lilly," I chuckled, she really was cute, but my answer seemed to piss her off.

"Come on! I'm not asking for much!" she furrowed her brows, "I just wanna feel good…"

Her words sent a jolt through me, "What did you say?"

"I'm not asking for anything serious! I don't wanna be your soul mate or anything!" she smiled at me and walked her fingers up my arm, "Come on! Let's feel good together!"

I smiled at her then pulled my arm away politely then left the bar quickly, ignoring her curses.

As I drove I mentally kicked myself. In hindsight it should have been an easy situation to understand. Yet it took Aya accusing me of sleeping with a pedophile and a drunken floozy to finally get it. I am not normally this stupid.

Once I got home I ran up the stairs and threw open the door to Aya's room. He started and whipped his head around to stare wide eyed at me then his expression turned to one of annoyance and he spat out a rather hash 'what?!'.

I smiled, "What do you want Aya?"

He blinked a few times at me then smirked, "I never thought you were one to be dense, however…."

I closed his door and ran my fingers through my hair, "I know I know…I wasn't exactly Einstein's rival…" Aya shook his head as I sat down on the edge of his bed, "I'm sorry…but in my defense at the beginning that is all that I wanted. Not a one night stand, but just keep it on a physical level," I watched as Aya turned his head away and I quickly went on, "I don't know really when that mindset changed, but…I get it now," I leaned forward and touched his hand, "I don't want to feel good with you either…I want to feel close and wanted and," I smiled at him, "special."

He didn't look at me but I watched his features relax, "Good."

I leaned forward and gave him a kiss on his cheek, "I…um…my feelings for you..."
"Yes I know. I didn't expect you to feel the same way as I," Aya turned his head and looked at me, "I just wanted you to be open to the idea."

"Maybe someday…" I whispered, "but for now…?" I leaned in close tilting my head, brushing our lips together.

"Fine," Aya graced me with a soft smile, "Make me feel good," then he pressed our mouths closer and kissed me. It was the first time he started a kiss and it felt wonderful.

I allowed him to keep control of the kiss as I pressed my body into his then back onto the bed. He explored my mouth as I began to rock my hips into him. He let out a grunt that ended the kiss and whispered, "Your zipper hurts like hell."

"Hmm," was my reply and with a smirk I rolled over onto my back and began to remove my pants. I needn't worry about underwear, I wasn't wearing any. I sat up to remove my shirt, but Aya opted to do that task for himself so I just lifted my arms. I was fully nude now and I quickly twisted and was straddling Aya's body, he still wore his night time clothes, a white tee shirt with navy pajama pants. His hair was tousled as he looked up at me. He was raw and natural, just like that night in the kitchen. He was gorgeous.

I leaned down, giving his lips a soft kiss and I whispered against them, "God I want you. I really want you," he gave me his non communal 'hn' and this time it actually made me smile. I kissed down his cheek over to his ear and bit down on it gently as one of my hands slid up his shirt. I hadn't even touched his nipple, but his body began to tremble anyhow. It was sexy, knowing that our strong and stoic leader could be undone by some simple nipple teasing. I smirked around the ear in my mouth as my forefinger began to tap the tip of an eager bud; it was already hard, just the promise of being touched already bringing Aya arousal.

I released his ear and began to kiss down his neck and I finally felt his hands touch me, his slender fingers dancing along my back. I rubbed my erection against his thigh, I wanted him to know what just being near him was doing to me. He let out a sigh and tilted his head back and soon I was nipping his collarbone as I finally pinched his warm nipple. He made a soft sound; it was so good to hear, knowing I made him feel that. My other hand reached down and pushed his pants below his hip bone, but not far enough to release his cock, which was pleasantly just as hard I mine. His hands slipped from around me and he pulled at his shirt. I moved away so he could get it off and he tossed it to the ground without thought. I looked down at him, taking in his violet eyes, which had darkened in his arousal.

I gave him little smile before I started to kiss down his body. At his nipples I gave each a little lick before taking one inside my mouth. He pleased me with a gasp as I took the other between my thumb and forefinger, twisting it slightly. With my teeth around one and my fingers on the other I stretched the buds until Aya had to arch his back to follow the pull. I kept my eyes on him as he panted and griped the sheets. I finally released him and he fell to the bed with a groan, his body trembling gently.

My hand slid along the waist band of his pants and I idly wondered if his hair was crimson down below as well or would I be surprised and see black curls. I smiled at that thought then leaning over I flicked my tongue over his nipple mercilessly over and over as my fingers dipped into his pants and stroked the super soft curls. Aya's breathing continued to quicken as my fingers slipped in further. I finally reached his hardness and I ghosted along the edge of it. The veins were well defined underneath his hot skin and I moaned, rubbing my nose against his nipple.

My lips began to travel, my other hand trailing along his side as I kissed his abdomen and dipped my tongue into his navel. I pulled back as I slowly pushed his pants down. His cock sprang forth, precum landing on his belly soon to be replenished by a fresh pearly drop at the tip. I smiled, his curls were red, but a deeper shade, it was an exciting sight. I dragged one finger through the curls as my other finger rubbed the base of the head and I watched as the action aroused him further causing more liquid to leak from the tip. I slid my finger upward and pushed against the slit. Aya hissed as I played with the warm precum to lubricate my finger.

I was so close to the edge that I knew if I didn't prepare him quickly I would release all my pleasure onto his thighs. I quickly discarded his pants and underwear before moving my finger to his entrance. I licked my lips as I pressed my finger forward, the opening twitched at the intrusion, "You are such a pretty color here Aya and so tight," I was finally up to the knuckle, I had little resistance and I smirked, "You touch yourself here don't you?" Aya turned his head away and I chuckled, "You must show me your toys…"

Aya looked back at me with a smirk of his own, "I don't bother with such things."

I arched a brow and the image of Aya fingering himself sent blood straight to my aching cock and I growled then forced in a second finger. He made a mild face of discomfort, but I was too far gone to care, fuck it. Oh yes fuck it…

I roughly slid my fingers out and pushed his legs back and out and he looked up at me with this wicked grin and I couldn't help grinning back as I lined up and dove in. I closed my eyes as the heat enveloped me, "Shit…it's sucking me in so nicely," I opened my eyes and looked down at him, "Say it Aya…let me hear it."

Aya's pleasure filled gaze hardened for a moment and he glared at me. I just smiled then began moving and I whispered for him to 'say it' again. He let out a sigh and I thrust in roughly at that. He actually whimpered and it made me laugh, "Say it Beautiful…I want to hear it come from those lovely lips of yours."

He almost looked defeated, as he obliged me and whispered, "I love you Yohji…you son of a bitch," I moaned my cock twitching and undoubtedly leaking precum into his tight passage. He looked away, but he wasn't angry.

"I'm gonna fuck you now," but even after I said it I still kept up a rather languid pace, wanting to feel him longer. However, my pleasure was cresting fast and I knew only a few more strokes, then I would be through. I reached down and wrapping my hand around his cock I started stroking him faster than I was thrusting into him and the difference of speed seemed to overwhelm him.

Aya arched, his hands clawing at the bed sheets before a gasp then bliss. His seed hit his stomach, scorching hot and copious and the sight forced a moan from me. Then before I really wanted to I was coming and for a few moments we were riding the wave together. I filled him up and I knew it so I pulled out slowly so I could watch my cum slide out after my spent cock. I smiled, using my finger to rub the liquid around his opening.

"Stop playing in it," Aya scolded in that monotone voice of his.
I chuckled, "I can't help it…this color looks good on you," I lifted my finger so

he could see the white juice. When he groaned I put my finger in my mouth and sucked it clean. He raised a brow at the show, but it clearly got his heart beat racing again, "I'm sleeping here tonight," I announced.

"Like hell you are!" Aya scowled, but I plopped down beside him and snuggled in close anyway.

"You're warm."

"Dammit Yohji will you listen to me!" Aya was practically hissing, "This is my room!"

"Shhh you're loud," I kissed his neck.

"Yohji!"

"You need to rest…It's been a long night."

"Damn it all!"

"Aya?" I was smiling now.

"What?!" he sounded agitated.

"Night."

There was a pause then a heavy sigh, "Good night Yohji."

Three little words were at the tip of my tongue; confused as to why they were there I forced them away, but surprisingly, I wasn't afraid that those words, someday, might actually be said by me.

Please check out part two, the continuation of Yohji and Aya's story entitled "Divine"!