Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ a few drinks in Aya ❯ Chapter 16 ( Chapter 16 )

Chapter 16

 

 

Yohji didn't know what to do with the knowledge of what Kaito had done to Aya. He didn't know who Aya had once been, but he knew enough that Aya was always self-sacrificing. He probably hadn't even complained about the pain. And after having gone through that, he'd been dumped.

 

Yohji looked down at Aya's sleeping face. He hadn't slept a wink, but once Aya had situated himself in his arms the redhead had fallen asleep pretty fast. He'd been surprised, to say the least, that Aya had slept so easily beside him knowing that he always slept alone.

 

Yohji nudged him gently awake when he heard the sounds of Omi and Ken puttering around. Aya wouldn't want to be late.

 

Aya sat up so fast that Yohji nearly fell out of the bed.

 

“Where…” Aya looked at him curiously before he registered where he was. Yohji chuckled. That was so cute.

 

“Omi's making breakfast.” Yohji slid out of the bed and grabbed a change of clothes. He'd been so eager to hold Aya that he hadn't undressed. Aya had taken it as his cue to sleep fully dressed as well.

 

He smiled as Aya blushed and bolted from the room before Yohji could get so much as his shirt off. Yohji changed slowly and ran a brush through his hair. He knew that if he dressed quickly he'd be waiting at the bathroom door to brush his teeth anyway. Aya would've attended to his hair and teeth first, claiming the bathroom. He left the bedroom just in time for Aya to shove past him into his own room. No need to be rude! He laughed as he thought about how Aya had been so shocked to find out he was rude.

 

Yohji quickly brushed his teeth and washed his face. He nearly bumped into Aya on his way out.

 

“Omi screamed,” Aya said as he raced down the stairs. Yohji followed suit. What the hell could Omi be screaming about?

 

“Who would do something like this?” Omi was sobbing in Ken's shirt when they came down the stairs.

 

“You okay? We heard screaming,” Yohji nearly ran right into Aya when the redhead did a dead stop, looking around.

 

“Someone killed a cat and nailed it to the wall of the shop. Window's cut open, too, not smashed. Expert work, if you ask me.” Ken said, ushering Omi over into a chair.

 

“Where is it?” Yohji followed Aya into the shop. There, crucified to the wall over a spray painted white cross was an Abyssinian. Its head was on the counter with a knife in it.

 

“Well, if it were Kaito it would be a Balinese cat, if he even figured out our code names. I don't think he had a chance to, though. I called out your name when I got shot, not your code. And Omi and Ken didn't call out to either one of us. I'd turned off my earpiece, and you always turn yours off.” Yohji had no idea who the hell would do something like that.

 

“Kaito would never hurt an animal. He was always…”

 

“Just like you would always be kind to others and never lift a finger to defend yourself? You don't know him anymore, Aya, any more than he knows you,” Yohji took his chances and kissed Aya's cheek.

 

“What are we going to do? We should call the police, but…”

 

“We're going to clean it up and I'm going to call to get the window fixed. Then I'm going to start fishing for information on Kaito.” Aya said like it didn't bother him at all. Yohji knew better. Aya tried to hide it, but he liked animals.

 

“Okay, yeah. Um. I'm going to bury it in the backyard.” Yohji wasn't going to throw the poor thing in the garbage.

 

“Do what you want. I don't care. Just…get it out of here!” Aya walked over to the carcass and ripped the knives out of its paws that held it to the wall. Yohji caught it in his hands before Aya could shove it against his chest to get him going. He felt sorry for the cat, but he didn't want to be covered in it.

 

Aya then picked the head up by the knife and handed it to him. “Seriously gross,” Yohji wrinkled his nose at the smell.

 

“You going to be okay, Aya?” Yohji asked, looking him in the eye. Aya nodded and started soaking a cloth to clean up the blood.

 

“I'll take it,” Ken held out his hands for the cat. Yohji nodded and handed it to him. Ken was better at that stuff, mostly because Ken was the one who was going to have to comfort Omi by making sure he didn't `hurt' the cat even though it was dead. Yohji would've dug a hole and dropped the cat in. Ken was going to properly bury it. He supposed the cat deserved that much. But he'd just rather see it done and over with. Besides, he needed to stay by Aya's side to make sure he was fine.

 

He grabbed another cloth and helped scrub the blood out of the wall. The blood came out, but there was no way that cross was going away. And as far as the counter, it was going to be stained, but they could always cover it up with flowers.

 

Yohji was surprised how methodical Aya was, scrubbing down the counter and then getting on the phone right away to call in a repairman for the window.

 

They wanted to keep it low key, but they didn't have a choice but to call in one of the repairmen that worked for Kritiker. They couldn't let on that there was something wrong to anyone other than other operatives. They still had to maintain this cover regardless, so it was better if there wasn't anything for people to talk about.

 

It only took about an hour for the man to come. Meanwhile they went to work in the shop, readying things for when they opened. None of them ate breakfast, the worry was enough to completely obliterate their appetites.

 

Every chance Yohji got he kissed Aya, trying to take his mind off it, whether it was a kiss to his cheek, his forehead, his neck. Just quick deposited kisses that Omi and Ken would miss.

 

Of course as soon as the shop was ready to open Kaito was waiting with an energetic smile on his face. Yohji half hoped the little bastard would be targeted by association. It would've been way better to come in and see Kaito crucified to the wall with his head on the counter. That Yohji could've dealt with easily. The cat was just disturbing, because it wasn't just any cat. It was Aya's code.