You know...once upon a time I knew what I wanted Ayumu's favor to Kanone to be, but...no more...so, I'm thinking up a new one and doing something that I've wanted to do for a long time all in one! Yes, it will be evil. Yes, you will hate me. But...maybe you won't! I know of one reviewer that will...mwhahahahahaha. Anyway, enjoy!
Red Kitsune Flames: I'll try...I don't know if it'll be really evil, but...it will be evil enough! Thanks for reviewing!
Polaris18: Yes, poor, dear Ayu...he will suffer greatly for it! Hehehehe...anyway...hmm, do you know what it is? I'm not even sure I know yet, but it probably is...well, we'll see. Thanks for reviewing!
Solo Maxwell-Yamato: Hehehehe, yeppers, a favor! No, good images, you know you love the images! Ha, you love Kanone and you know it! Thanks for reviewing!
tsuhiyo: Umm...because...Kanone's perverted? Yeah, let's just go with that...hmm...yes, Kanone will ask Ayumu to do something with him...but what? Who knows...thanks for reviewing!
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Kanone chuckled and smiled a little at the suspicious brunette, "You sound so serious, you need to loosen up a little." he observed, keeping that same false-friendly facade, "I won't make my request now. Meet me at the Cafe Noir in two hours, once you get settled in." Kanone turned to leave, but paused to glance over his shoulder, "And Ayumu? Don't keep me waiting."
The chocolate-haired boy glared at the disappearing form of Kanone until he could no longer see the Blade Child, then closed his eyes and sighed. Just when he thought his troubles were over for now, Madoka's voice pierced through the silence, "Ayumu, you're not really going to meet him, are you?"
The younger Narumi raised his head to look at her, "I don't know." he answered honsestly. If he didn't go, Kanone could do something that would end badly for all of them. On the other hand, if he did go, Kanone could make a request of him that ended even worse. It was all a game of chance, and right now, Ayumu wasn't feeling all that lucky,
Madoka sighed and shook her head, "I don't want you getting involved in anything dangerous." she said, worriedly, starting him down like she always did. She knew he would crack if she kept it up long enough. It may have been wrong to manipulate him like that, but it kept him safe for the most part, or as far as she knew it did.
"Nothing dangerous?" he asked her, almost close to laughing at the absurdity of the statement. Now she was telling him not to get involved in anything dangerous? Now, after months of dealing with the worst of the Blade Children and survivng with what he considered flying colors? Now was the time that she chose to be worried about his well-being and saftey? It was ridiculous, "I've been involved with the Blade Children for a while now." he stated, looking into the distance where Kanone had disappeared, "Even Kanone has put me through the wringer and I survived." he sighed and looked down, "You don't need to worry about me, I'll be fine." How many times had he said that and meant it? How many times had he simply repeated it from memory and instinct to keep her happy? He had lost count a while ago, back before Kanone showed himself, and now was no different. He wasn't really sure for which reason he was repeating the line this time, but he just knew that he didn't want her to worry. When people worried they did stupid things and got themseleves hurt. Hell, wasn't that what he was doing right now? Trying to protect her by telling her not to worry? Perhaps she was only doing the same; worrying because she didn't want him hurt. He sighed again, this time rubbing his temples where a small headache was forming. This was going to be a long day indeed, and he had an hour and a half to make up his mind about Kanone.
Madoka frowned as he headed back to the car, throwing the last of the boxes in the back seat, "Ayumu..." she thought, getting in the driver's side. The rest of the ride was in complete silence, both Narumis lost in their thoughts of the Blade Children. Once they arrived back at Eyes' place, Ayumu walked straight into the pianist's bedroom and collapsed onto the bed, groaning in frustration. What was he supposed to do about Kanone? Whether or not he went wasn't even the issue, either way it would end badly. No, the issue was whether or not to tell Eyes about the little visit. If he didn't, the Blade Child might get pissed that he kept something like this from him. Of course, if he did tell him, then there was no guarantee that Eyes would remain calm and collected about it. Anyone who knew Kanone knew that he would never ask for a simple favor. No, whatever he was going to ask of Ayumu would most likely be dangerous enough to cost him his life if he didn't keep a level head. All the more reason not to tell his boyfriend.
Said boy just happened to be staring at him that moment, slightly quirking an eyebrow in interest at the odd sounds his lover was making, "I take it things didn't go as smoothly as you had planned?" he asked, not concerned, per say, but interested in what could be causing Ayumu so much grief.
The brunette shook his head and laid it on the half-naked boy next to him, smiling a little at the feeling of the cool skin of Eyes' chest against his cheek. He closed his eyes in a moment of bliss before realizing that the older boy would want an explanation as to what had gone wrong. What should he tell him? He knew, in the long run, it would be better to be honest now, and tell him about Kanone's plan, but there was still something stopping him, "If he knows, he might try to stop Kanone." he realized, slowly opening his eyes, "I don't want him to get hurt."
"Ayumu?" the british voice asked, now mildly concerned, "What happened?"
The brunette decided right then and there that Eyes knew him way too well, "What do you mean?" he asked, too innocently, doing a horrible job at pulling off the naive act.
"You know exactly what I mean." the silver-haired boy said, frowning at being avoided, "Did Kanone find you as well?"
"How in the hell did he...wait..." Ayumu blinked and tilted his head up to look at his boyfriend, "As well?" he asked, finally voicing his thoughts, "You mean he came here as well?" Eyes nodded once in response, giving no further explanation or detail. He knew Ayumu would ask, but perhaps he wouldn't if he didn't want to share the details of his encounter. Now suspicious, Ayumu sat up, "What did he want with you?"
"Kanone still has delusions that I will leave you for him." Eyes informed him, plain and simple, "And...I believe he despises you."
A dry laugh sounded in Ayumu's throat, "Really?" he asked, a little sarcastically, "Whatever gave you that idea?"
"Ayumu, this isn't a joke." the cold tone assured him, "Why did he approach you?"
The younger one shrugged and laid back down, leaning into Eyes, "He wanted a favor." he explained, smirking as protective arms enlcosed around his chest, as if to impossibly keep him from harm.
"Favor?" the other boy repeated, now worried. He knew better than anyone what Kanone's 'favors' were like, and he also knew that his methods of repaying for those favors weren't exactly desirable.
"He didn't say what he wanted, only that..." he trailed off, still contemplating tell him, "Only that he would contact me later with more details." It wasn't a complete lie, and perhaps it was better to keep him in the dark about this, if just for now.
A small sigh, maybe even of relief, escaped the concerned boy's lips, "Kanone can't be trusted, as I'm sure you know." he said.
"I know, but you don't have to worry about me. I'll be fine." he assured the unconvinced boy, who was giving him a look as if to tell him how much he was buying it, which was just this side of not at all. It was Ayumu's turn to sigh now, knowing he wouldn't get out of this without explaining, and therefore worrying Eyes.
Just as Eyes was about to object, Madoka's voice sounded in his head, and he growled softly at it, "Ayumu! Come help me with these boxes!"
Said boy closed his eyes in irritation, trying to shut out her whining voice. As she yelled for him again, though, he saw that that was not going to happen and he groaned once more. A rare sound was heard as Eyes chuckled faintly at the despair his lover was going through and kissed him softly, "Rest." he ordered in a low voice, standing up and slipping on a shirt.
"Huh?" Ayumu asked, tilting his head to the side. Was Eyes actually going to deal with Madoka for him? He blinked, unbelivingly as the door shut and smiled slightly as he collapsed back onto the bed. He would definitely have to thank Eyes for this later.
An hour later, an exhausted Blade Child returned to his bedroom, laying down next to the sleeping brunette. A small quiver of a smile graced his lips as he looked over the messy-haired boy, who had his head tilted back slightly, mouth hanging open. He leaned over and kissed him, easily slipping his tounge inside the parted lips and licking all around the hot mouth. Brown eyes snapped open at the action, but soon relaxed when they gazed upon the one administering the kiss. The now-awake boy kissed the other one back, pulling him close. Eyes smirked slightly and pulled away, "Have a nice nap?"
A small pout formed on the other's lips at the lack of kissing, but soon disappeared into a slight smile, "Yep, have fun helping Madoka?"
Blue eyes glared slightly at him, "Just be lucky I love you."
"I am." Ayumu answered, almost automatically, "But...why?"
"Because if I didn't, she would be dead." the Blade Child informed his boyfriend.
The brunette laughed a little, "She's not that bad." he said, trying and failing to defend Madoka.
"You...have met her, correct?" the silver-haired boy asked, slightly confused, "Or are we talking about two different people?"
Ayumu shook his head, chuckling, then frowned, grabbing Eyes' wrist and glancing at the watch, "Damn." he thought. He had fallen asleep without making his decision about Kanone.
"Something wrong?" the british voice asked him, those perfect lips turning down in a concerned frown.
The chocolate-colored head shook, "No, I just have a meeting that I forgot about." he said.
"Meeting?" the older one echoed, now confused more than worried, "With whom?"
"Crap, don't ask me that." Ayumu begged, "Huh? Oh, it's just...Hiyono." he said, mentally cringing at the horrid lie. It got him the desired effect of an approving nod, though, so he'd have to stick with it for now. He smiled and quickly kissed Eyes once more, jumping out of bed and running out the door, heading towards the Cafe Noir.
As soon as he heard the door shut, the pianist picked up his phone, calling someone, frowning slightly. The line rang a couple times before the other one picked up, "Hello?"
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Hmm...who did he call? And what could Kanone's request be? Well, you'll find out...whenever I get the next chappy up...which could be a while. Heh...don't kill me... and review!