Heyy. I'm back. Sorry if you were expecting a new chapter. I was revising this one in my spare time, because after reading a review/flame(?), I realized that I did make some of the characters very OOC, with Ran talking a lot and Ken turning into a sissy. Sorry!
This took so long to finish up on, because I keep this story on a floppy disk, since I have two computers, but I kept leaving it in the old computer that I have upstairs that doesn't even have an internet connection because it's so old, and I'd be downstairs on my new computer, and I'd lack the energy or motivation to go up and get it. The only reason I got to this now is because my sister managed to wake me up at 4 something in the morning by yanking the sheets everywhere, and I couldn't get back to sleep after that, and yeah.
Well, I'll let you get on to the revised version of this chapter then. This note ended up being longer than I had thought it would be.
Disclaimer: I do not own Weiß. If I did, then it would be a yaoi anime, and it would not be as great of an anime, since I tend to have trouble forming characters strongly.
After the two finished their breakfast, Ken curled up, content, and laid his head in Ran's lap. Ran absentmindedly played with Ken's hair, his mind not quite focused on anything. Ken's mind, on the other hand, was focused on mischief.
Ran gasped as Ken suddenly buried his face in Ran's bellybutton and blew a raspberry. Ken turned and grinned up at Ran, looking like a mischievous child with his eyes shining as they were. Ran quickly tackled Ken so that Ken was below Ran and planted a raspberry on Ken's neck. However, the raspberry quickly escalated in passion when Ken moaned and arched into Ran, rubbing his pelvis soundly against Ran's abs.
Their passion was hastily interrupted when a gasp that was not one of their own sliced through the air. Their heads shot towards the door and they found a mystified Omi in the doorway. A strange smile was on his face.
"Yay!" Omi exclaimed with sarcastic glee. "Yohji and I aren't so alone anymore! You two are no different! Yippie!" And with that, he ran out of the room with a snort of disgust, muttering words of revulsion behind him. Ran and Ken hear him come across Yohji in the hallway. "You should see them," Omi spat. "They're all over each other like fuckin' bunnies!" And with another snort of disgust, he was off.
Ken pulled away from Ran, face withdrawn. Ran swore. Ken's mind was already fragile as it was. Having half of his 'family' hate him and be sickened by him could be enough to break him beyond repair.
Well, Ken would need something stable in his life, and whether Ken wanted him or not, Ran decided that he would be that thing. He was not going to lose Ken over this. No good having Ken believe that Ran would leave him because of other's opinions and disapproval. No, Ken was going to know that Ran's love for him was deeper than that. Ran refused to let Ken break over Omi's words.
Ran felt Ken's body start to tremble. He quickly pulled Ken into his arms and buried his face in Ken's hair. Ken attempted to pull away from Ran, but Ran wouldn't let him. He just held on to Ken tighter for however much stronger Ken struggled against him. Finally, Ken just gave up and slumped into Ran's arms, his eyes showing how much Omi's words had hurt him.
Ran noticed a shadow in the doorway and saw Yohji standing there. Ran glared at Yohji, just daring him to crumble the already shattered Ken into dust. Yohji held out his hands palms up to show that he was coming in peace. He offered Ran a small smile.
"Don't worry bout me rejecting the two of you," Yohji said. "I'm the same. I go both ways, thought. I usually go to the bi or all men nightclubs. I don't find you disgusting or anything. I'll try to get Omi to see this in a better light. I have a feeling that he's bi too, and just in denial." They heard a strange laugh from the doorway. It was Omi, and he looked like he was about to be sick.
"Great," Omi sneered, "all of you are fags. I'm stuck working with a bunch of freaks. One might kill me in my sleep for being a Takatori, another might kill me from bloodlust, and the other one has the nerve to think that I'm a fag, too! Urgh! Disgusting! All of you!" And with that, Omi stormed from the room.
Or, at least he tried to. He found his wrist in a tight, almost bruising grip. Omi spun around and found a furious Ran with fire in his icy eyes.
"I forgave you for being a Takatori," Ran hissed, "and accepted you for who you were. I never hurt you for being a Takatori. Perhaps I might have in the beginning when you had just betrayed us by helping your brother, and jeopardized a mission. Fine, punish me for that, but Ken did nothing to you. Why punish him?"
Ran's voice went softer, barely above a whisper, but lost none of its intensity. "Why break him over this? Has he tried to kill you or make a move on you for you to mock him? You never had a problem before you knew, so why have one now?
"I thought you two were like brothers. At times, I was even jealous of the affection between you. Why throw it away? Why can't you accept us?" By then, Ran's voice had risen once again.
Omi froze at the emotion in Ran's voice, finding himself somewhat shocked that Ran had spoken so many words at one time, and with such emotion, too. He began to understand how stupid it had been of him to be so hateful to Ran and Ken. He looked over to Ken and froze at what he found.
Ken was sitting deadly still on the bed. His eyes stared straight ahead blankly, and they lacked the usual luster and joy that usually filled them to the brim. Yohji sat beside him, a gentle arm around his shoulders, worry and anger clear in his expression.
Omi couldn't believe that he had been that one to cause Ken to reach that stage. Sweet, innocent Ken, usually always filled with smiles, laugh, and life, now reduced to an unresponsive shell.
"See how much he cares about what you think of him?" Ran murmured from just behind Omi. "See how when you hate him, you break him? Now I need to know your decision. Are you able to accept us? If you're not, then either you leave Weiß, or Weiß leaves you." Ran took a calming breath before continuing.
"I love him too much to lose him because you. I'm sorry if you don't like the idea of a man loving a man, but get used to it if you don't want us to have to split with you. You're like a brother to me, but I'm not willing to lose Ken because of you. He's one of the few who have loved me back for me. I value you a lot, Omi, but Ken could never stand being in the same house as you if you hate him.
Ran bowed his slightly, praying to whatever god out there that was still willing to hear him for Omi not to reject Ken. He feared that Ken would never be the same if Omi couldn't accept him. No, he knew that Ken would never be the same if Omi rejected him.
"Just be aware of one thing," Ran warned. "The damage to Ken will be permanent if you hate him."
Omi tentatively walked over to where Ken's shell sat on the bed. When he attempted to out his hand on Ken's arm, Yohji all but snarled at him, teeth bared.
"What?" Yohji sneered. "You wanna hurt him some more? Why don't you just stab him with one of your lil' darts? At least then you wouldn't be forcing him to die a long painful death." Omi flinched at Yohji's words, and suddenly realized that he must have hurt Yohji too through his little speech.
He had no idea to what extent, though. Unknown to the teen, Yohji sheltered a fondness for him that extended much beyond brotherliness. In fact, Yohji loved Omi, though he was reconsidering letting Omi know, for he feared rejection and disgust from his love. However, Yohji refused to show his pain. He had to remain strong. Yohji shook himself from his thoughts, and wondered what thoughts were going through Omi's deceiving cherubic head. Angels should not be able to cause so much pain.
Omi wondered if he had lost the three whom he valued the most because of his stupidity. He bowed his head to Yohji.
"I'm sorry," Omi whispered softly. "I guess that I overreacted a little-" Omi mended his words at Yohji incredulous look at the word 'little' "--well, a lot when I found out. I didn't mean to hurt you all. I didn't realize what I was saying. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." By then, Omi's voice began to shake, and tears slipped from the corners of Omi's eyes. Yohji's eyes softened slightly.
"Fine," Yohji said, voice gruff. "See if Ken can forgive you for your words. If he does, then I'll let myself forgive you. If not, then, well…" Yohji's voice trailed off, since the rest of the sentence was already apparent. Yohji was willing to sacrifice his love for Omi in order to protect Ken. After all, he was as close to a brother that he ever had.
Omi looked towards Ken, wondering if Ken would forgive him. Ken looked up into Omi's eyes and opened his mouth to speak.
Yup. Well, there it is. I hope it turned out better than the version I had in before this. I changed Ken's reaction, and did my best to lessen up on Ran's rambling. Please review and tell me how it is.
Oh, and as always, don't forget to give the cat by the door some love on your way out. Otherwise it comes after me… Eep!