Hey everyone. I'm back again. It's been awhile, eh? Well, here's a new chapter! I hope you enjoy it! Oh, and don't forget to give me some feedback, k?

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Disclaimer: Obviously... I don't own Weiß... Duh?
"I—," Ken began, but choked on his tears, "I for-forgive you." Ken reached out to Omi with hesitance shining in his eyes, afraid that Omi would be repulsed by his touch. Omi took Ken's arm and used it to pull Ken into a warm embrace. Omi buried his face in Ken's shirt, and Ken felt Omi's tears quickly soaking through his shirt and seeping through to his skin.

"I'm sorry for hurting you so much!" Omi sobbed. "I don't deserve your forgiv—"Omi was cut off by Ken's hand covering his mouth. Ken just shook his head at Omi and smiled.

Omi couldn't believe how he had ever felt disgust towards Ken, or how he had wanted to reject him. How stupid could he have been to be willing to lose such a great friend as Ken? Who else would forgive for so big of a fault?

Omi looked up at Ken with big, shining eyes. Ken just flashed Omi one of his sincere grins, although his eyes appeared to contain fear now. Omi mentally cursed himself for causing the fear to come into Ken's eyes. It was all because he had to go be an idiot and be fucking impulsive because of the pain that he was hiding from the others from a bullet wound he received during the mission. How could he be so light with something that could affect Ken so badly and scar him so deeply? What kind of friend was he, if he could bring himself to break Ken, regardless of any pain he was going through?

As though Ken could sense Omi's thoughts, he gave Omi a gentle squeeze of reassurance around his shoulders, luckily missing the wound on his arm. However, Omi could tell that Ken was still hesitant with whatever he did around him now. He was still natural, but Ken's personality seemed muted. Damn it! He might never be able to have the same companionship that he had used to have with Ken.

Ken looked at Omi and could tell that the kid was mentally beating himself up. Ken gently took Omi's chin and used it to turn Omi to face him.

"Hey chibi," Ken started, trying to liven Omi up a bit, "forget about what you said. I'll just pretend that that was the Takatori blood taking over in you for a lil' bit, and we'll go right back to the way that we used to be. That is… if you still wanna be. I can understand that this might be uncomfortable for you, with me being bi and you being straight and all."

Omi couldn't believe that he had been so willing and close to losing such a great and understanding friend as Ken all over their sexual orientations. Damn, and he was supposed to be a genius! What the hell was wrong with him? His fucking impulsiveness and fucking intolerance to pain, that's what! Damn it to hell and back! And then back again!

Ken watched Omi's face as it shifted from sad to furious within a second. Ken took a guess that Omi was still yelling at himself inside. It seemed to be an Omi-like thing to do, too. Ken sighed inwardly and just pet Omi on the head, hoping to snap Omi out of his self-scolding.

Omi snapped out of his inner conflict and turned big, tearful eyes to Ken. He opened his mouth to apologize again, but Ken just shook his head at Omi. Ken decided to attempt to form at least a semblance of normalcy, for the sake of easing some of the tension that was so think in the air, one could imagine cutting through it with a knife.

"Um, did the two of you have breakfast yet?" Ken asked, looking between Omi and Yohji. The blonde pair blinked at the sudden change in conversation. However, as they thought of food, their stomachs answered Ken's question for them. Omi blushed, and Yohji just shrugged.

"Apparently not," Yohji replied dryly, looking down at his stomach as it grumbled up at him again. Yohji shook his head at his stomach's impatient antics and headed out the door to go to the kitchen. He hoped that he could handle food with the massive hangover that he was sporting. He had learned to hide them from Aya early on as Aya only seemed to make his shift harder if he knew that he had a hangover. Damn it, but his head fucking hurt like hell! However, he had no choice but to hide it, since Ran was like a fucking hangover radar. He mentally braced himself for the oncoming encounter with food.

"Well chibi," Yohji started, "you comin' or not?" Omi tentatively looked at Yohji, remembering the older man's recent anger at him. Yohji looked over his shoulder, wondering why he had yet to hear Omi's soft footsteps padding over to him. He correctly interpreted Omi's hesitant look, for his eyes softened up at Omi.

"Oi, Ken forgave you," Yohji reassured, "so you're fine in my book. Ken wouldn't like it if I held a grudge in his name against one of his friends, now would you Ken?" Yohji added, turning his attention to Ken. Ken grinned and nodded, then proceeded to wave them out of the room. Omi turned back in the doorway.

"I really am sorry Ken. You have no idea how awful I feel for hurting you. Same to you two, too, Ran and Yohji. I wish I could take back everything that I said before. I wasn't thinking…" Omi looked behind him as arms snaked around his frame and pulled him into n embrace.

"Why don't you just leave the two lovebirds alone and make Uncle Yohji some breakfast, okay?" Omi stuck his tongue out at Yohji at his phrasing but allowed him to lead him downstairs to the kitchen anyways.

Only once Ken was alone with Ran did he finally relax fully. Even though Omi had apologized profusely and albeit the fact that Ken believe that those apologies where sincere, he still housed an inner fear that Omi would reject him if he made just one wrong move.

Ran noticed how Ken finally relaxed and gently guided his head to his lap, intent on keeping Ken happy and content.

Molten brown and bright amethyst met, and both minds were emptied of all coherent thought, aside from ones concerning the one at the other end of their gaze. Ken wondered how so much had happened in so little time. All he could figure was that their lives were in the hands of a higher being who probably had reason behind how their lives were playing out.

Ken snapped out of his thoughts to find Ran's lips slowly lowering towards his own. Ken felt his lips automatically part, and let himself drown in the passion that Ran was causing to surround him.

When Ken came back to his full senses after the mind-blowing kiss, he found himself lying in Ran's arms, his head pillowed by Ran's chest. Ken smiled contentedly, and decided to allow his life to play out as it willed… as long as he was able to stay with Ran.

Aww... So cute, eh? Well, no cliffie here, but keep reading anyways. Some Yohji angst might be coming up soon, so watch out!

Well, I hope that you liked this chapter... Whether you did or didn't, please drop me a review and let me know what about it was good and/or where I could definately use some improvement. Oh, and like always, don't forget to pet the cat on your way out! Sayonara minna!

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PrincessFlame91