Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction / Yami No Matsuei Fan Fiction ❯ Red Shaman ❯ Caught Up In You ( Chapter 39 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

The chibi's gonna shoot me.
 
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Fill your days and your nights
No need to ever ask me twice oh no
Whenever you want me
 
Yohji leaned on the shower stall talking to Aya, who was in the shower washing off the blood from a solo mission he had been on. Star had gone to get him because she said she was tired of watching Yohji mope around the house and being utterly pathetic without him.
 
`I mean, I don't see why not. Considering that Omi practically lives wherever Ghost and Nagi happen to be. And Ken has struck up a really interesting friendship with Farfarello. Which sometimes worries me more than just a little bit but anyway. Not to mention whatever he's doing with Star. Which, frankly, has to be everything in the kama sutra and then some. We like everyone here.”
 
“Are you planning on learning how to phase like they do?” came Aya's slightly muffled voice from the shower.
 
“Hadn't thought that far ahead yet. Ghost can do it and she's still alive.”
 
“You and I don't have the kind of power she has.”
 
“Point taken,” Yohji said. “Do you think they'd let us visit often, then? This has become home as much as the shop these last few months. Hell, I actually like the guys in Schwarz. How scary is that?”
 
“Extremely.”
 
“Gotta tell you, I feel really sorry for Oracle. That has got to suck. Going through what Star forced him to do then getting shot down anyway.”
 
“Hn. There but for the grace of the gods . . .” Aya said, stepping out of the shower and snagging the towel from the towel rack next to Yohji. He wrapped it around his waist then grimaced into the bathroom mirror at the cut just over one eye and started squeezing the water out of his eartails.
 
“Ran,” Yohji said, letting one hand drift down his still damp back while the other wrapped around his waist. “I would never have rejected you.”
 
“I know that now. I wasn't so sure about it a week or so ago. Especially after that episode in which I was duct taped to the bedpost.”
 
“That could have been lots of fun you know. All you would have had to do was say you loved me. I would have been happy to . . . follow through with a couple thousand dirty thoughts,” Yohji said just before kissing and nibbling lightly on the patch of skin joining Aya's shoulder and neck.
 
Aya smiled a little and tilted his head to give Yohji freer access. He caught the other man's gaze in the mirror. “I thought we followed up on all those dirty thoughts nicely.”
 
“Care to repeat a few of those dirty thoughts and actions?”
 
“Hmmm. I might be persuaded,” Aya almost gasped as Yohji's hands ghosted down his sides to the edge of the towel.
 
“I certainly hope so.” Yohji slid his hands around Aya's waist loosening the towel and letting it drop to the floor. “You know, this has got to be the sweetest ass in the world.”
 
Aya pushed backward into Yohji's hands. “You'd be the one to know since I'm fairly certain you've seen a good portion of the world's asses.”
 
Yohji spanked him lightly.
 
“You're going to pay for that. You know it don't you?”
 
Yohji almost purred. “I'm so looking forward to it.”
 
“Why does that not surprise me in the slightest,” Aya said as Yohji lightly ran his hands up his hips tracing the indentations of well developed muscle.
 
“It shouldn't,” Yohji said drawing patterns along the skin of Aya's back.
 
Aya moaned a little and arched back. “Mmmm. I'll give you all night to stop that.”
 
“What I have in mind for you might take all night.”
 
Aya looked over one shoulder. He smiled at Yohji and let just the tip of his evil pink tongue sweep to the side of his mouth. “Hmmm. Promise?”
 
Yohji smiled and pressed soft little kisses along Aya's shoulder. When Aya looked directly at him again he saw an expression not of lust or love but confusion and worry. He turned around to face him.
 
And if ever comes a day
When you should turn and walk away oh no
I can't live without you
 
“Yohji? Koi, what's wrong?”
 
“Ran, if . . . if Star hadn't kind of forced you to, would you have ever told me you loved me?”
 
“Considering I was well on my way toward it in my own head, yes. What brought this on so suddenly?”
 
“I was just thinking about you being worried that I would have rejected you. That started me pondering it.”
 
“Which made you start to worry and freak out about it.”
 
“Yeah. And I know it sounds crazy but I really feel sorry for Oracle. I watch him and Schuldig tiptoe around each other and watch one another when they think the other isn't looking. You can just tell that it's tearing both of them apart but neither one of them will do anything about it. I just have to wonder if things had been different that . . .”
 
“It might have been us doing that instead of them.”
 
“Pretty pathetic, huh.”
 
“No. Just human,” Aya said wrapping his arms around Yohji.
 
They were just getting into a comfortable snuggle when the bathroom door flew open. Star walked in, Ken stood outside the door as far away as his leash would allow him, looking the other way. She slapped a small tube on the counter and turned to both men.
 
“Shampoo is NOT a good substitute for lubricant and the towel rack doesn't hold that much weight. So, I suggest you move anything overly interesting to the bedroom,” she said and walked out.
 
Both men stared at the door for a moment utterly speechless.
 
“Does anything embarrass that woman?” Yohji asked in disbelief.
 
“I'm betting not.”
 
***********************************Author's Notes**************************************
Thanks to everyone who reviewed and to everyone still reading.
 
The song used in this chapter is “Caught Up In You” by 38 Special. Making no money off of it either.