Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ a few drinks in Aya ❯ Chapter 20
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By: Joybug 
Anime/Manga: Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Romance / Angst | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 01.04.2010 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.2K | Visits: 211 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Romance / Angst | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 01.04.2010 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.2K | Visits: 211 | Status: Work In Progress
20
Yohji couldn’t help the big goofy grin on his face as he showered. Aya had been long gone from the bed when he’d woken up. He had expected as much, Aya wouldn’t really sleep through the day like he would. Aya had probably waited until he fell asleep and then went to the flower shop to work whether the others liked it or not.
He didn’t care. He’d had Aya’s heart and soul for those few moments. It was amazing to see those beautiful eyes looking up at him with such need, such devotion.
Yohji stepped out of the shower and towelled off before sliding on a pair of leather pants and a black muscle shirt. He was dressing to keep Aya’s eyes on him. He’d seen the way Aya looked at him in leather. It was the same way he looked at Aya when he was dressed to kill.
He left the bathroom and padded down the stairs, feeling completely elated. Now if he could just find his favourite redhead he’d be in heaven. Ah! There he was! Aya was at the table eating the steak that Omi had cooked for him. It was rare, just like Aya liked it, like it was still trying to run off the plate.
Aya grinned and winked at him before his face returned to its normal cold expression.
“Manx was skulking around the shop a few minutes ago. I’m guessing there’s a mission tonight.” Aya told him inbetween bites.
“Do they know about the stunt you pulled? You’d better hope not!” Yohji sat down across from him. Aya just grunted in response. That was a no.
“Are you sore at all?” He was pretty sure that even thought he’d been careful Aya would still have a twinge of pain.
“A bit, but then I did cut pretty deep.” Aya held up his arm and flexed the muscles a bit.
“I don’t mean because of that,” Yohji chuckled. That was so cute.
“Then what do you mean?” Aya was definitely clueless, searching himself over for any other wounds. He suddenly looked up and blushed bright crimson.
“No!” Aya hissed at him, blushing even redder if that was possible. Yohji reached across the table and brushed the hair out of Aya’s eyes.
“I’m trying to eat, knock it off,” Aya warned, taking another bite. Yohji had to laugh at that. They’d just made love around an hour ago and Aya was still reacting like Yohji was going to lunge across the table and maul him.
“I don’t really want a mission tonight. I want to make love to you all night long until you can’t even walk in the morning.”
“Congratulations,” Aya drawled. Yohji knew that Aya would never turn down a mission.
“Asshole,” Yohji snickered.
“Bitch,” Aya retorted, startling him. Aya grinned, dipping his fingers into his glass of water and flicking it at him.
Yohji huffed a sigh as Manx strolled inside. He’d been enjoying Aya’s company, he didn’t want it interrupted. He’d had Aya in a playful mood!
He wanted to grab Aya’s hand and link their fingers together as they headed into the mission room, but he didn’t necessarily want Kritiker to find out about them. He didn’t know what they would do if they found out. They might think it effected the team’s dynamics.
“You don’t need to accompany us, Balinese, there are no girls to rescue this time,” Manx told him. Yeah, that was usually his attitude.
“I’m past that stage, Manx.” Yohji winked at her before taking his seat on the couch. She looked positively shocked.
“This is strictly an information retrieval mission,” she handed Aya an envelope.
“What, no video from Persia?” That was definitely odd.
“Not this time. Bombay, your job is to hack into the security system. Siberian will cover you. Abyssinian, your job is to cover Balinese while he retrieves the data.” Yohji was glad that she’d immediately changed the plans to include him. Aya wasn’t good at retrieving data, he was good at killing things.
He still didn’t like that there wasn’t a video. He looked at her suspiciously, wondering what the hell was going on.
“Relax, Balinese. Someone hacked into our security systems and our live feed isn’t working. It will be up and running for the next mission, I assure you.”
“But who could hack into Kritiker’s files? I mean everything is so…how is that even possible?” Omi looked spooked.
“We haven’t figure that out yet. When we do we will send you after those evil beasts. Now read the mission report and get yourselves ready,” she was being curt with them. She obviously didn’t want to talk about it. She was obviously spooked as well.
“Manx. We’ve noticed that we’re being followed. It may be by the same pursuer They have even been leaving threatening gifts for Abyssinian. Dead cats and crucified dolls.” Yohji could’ve killed Ken right now. The boy should’ve kept his damned mouth shut! He didn’t want Kritiker to be stalking them to make sure they were safe!
“Why didn’t you put that in your report?” She was pissed now.
“Because we can take care of it ourselves!” Aya snapped, coming toward her. Yohji was half-expecting him to punch her. Instead Aya just got up in her face, his eyes only a few inches from hers, warning her to back the hell off!
Shit, this was going to hell fast!
“We wanted them to think that we didn’t know about them, that way we could come up with a strategy. And being that Kritiker was broken into, it was a pretty damned good plan!” Yohji was trying to keep the peace, but it was hard when Aya was being a hothead.
“I will report this to Persia, but we will keep it out of our files,” Manx conceded. Aya nodded and backed off.
“You boys take care of yourselves,” Manx turned and left, just like that. Yohji was surprised she cared enough to tell them that.
He turned to Aya and noticed that the man’s hands were clenched so tight that his nails were cutting into his hands.
He wrapped his arms around Aya and kissed him gently on the lips. Aya visibly relaxed, leaning into him.
“We’ll get them, Yohji,” Aya assured him. Yohji wasn’t so sure. Aya was a hothead, and Yohji knew that he couldn’t be by his side twenty four seven, Aya wouldn’t allow it. Eventually Aya was going to take off on his own to confront this problem. Yohji was going to have to be on his guard, pretend that he didn’t mind so that he could follow him from the shadows.
Yohji couldn’t help the big goofy grin on his face as he showered. Aya had been long gone from the bed when he’d woken up. He had expected as much, Aya wouldn’t really sleep through the day like he would. Aya had probably waited until he fell asleep and then went to the flower shop to work whether the others liked it or not.
He didn’t care. He’d had Aya’s heart and soul for those few moments. It was amazing to see those beautiful eyes looking up at him with such need, such devotion.
Yohji stepped out of the shower and towelled off before sliding on a pair of leather pants and a black muscle shirt. He was dressing to keep Aya’s eyes on him. He’d seen the way Aya looked at him in leather. It was the same way he looked at Aya when he was dressed to kill.
He left the bathroom and padded down the stairs, feeling completely elated. Now if he could just find his favourite redhead he’d be in heaven. Ah! There he was! Aya was at the table eating the steak that Omi had cooked for him. It was rare, just like Aya liked it, like it was still trying to run off the plate.
Aya grinned and winked at him before his face returned to its normal cold expression.
“Manx was skulking around the shop a few minutes ago. I’m guessing there’s a mission tonight.” Aya told him inbetween bites.
“Do they know about the stunt you pulled? You’d better hope not!” Yohji sat down across from him. Aya just grunted in response. That was a no.
“Are you sore at all?” He was pretty sure that even thought he’d been careful Aya would still have a twinge of pain.
“A bit, but then I did cut pretty deep.” Aya held up his arm and flexed the muscles a bit.
“I don’t mean because of that,” Yohji chuckled. That was so cute.
“Then what do you mean?” Aya was definitely clueless, searching himself over for any other wounds. He suddenly looked up and blushed bright crimson.
“No!” Aya hissed at him, blushing even redder if that was possible. Yohji reached across the table and brushed the hair out of Aya’s eyes.
“I’m trying to eat, knock it off,” Aya warned, taking another bite. Yohji had to laugh at that. They’d just made love around an hour ago and Aya was still reacting like Yohji was going to lunge across the table and maul him.
“I don’t really want a mission tonight. I want to make love to you all night long until you can’t even walk in the morning.”
“Congratulations,” Aya drawled. Yohji knew that Aya would never turn down a mission.
“Asshole,” Yohji snickered.
“Bitch,” Aya retorted, startling him. Aya grinned, dipping his fingers into his glass of water and flicking it at him.
Yohji huffed a sigh as Manx strolled inside. He’d been enjoying Aya’s company, he didn’t want it interrupted. He’d had Aya in a playful mood!
He wanted to grab Aya’s hand and link their fingers together as they headed into the mission room, but he didn’t necessarily want Kritiker to find out about them. He didn’t know what they would do if they found out. They might think it effected the team’s dynamics.
“You don’t need to accompany us, Balinese, there are no girls to rescue this time,” Manx told him. Yeah, that was usually his attitude.
“I’m past that stage, Manx.” Yohji winked at her before taking his seat on the couch. She looked positively shocked.
“This is strictly an information retrieval mission,” she handed Aya an envelope.
“What, no video from Persia?” That was definitely odd.
“Not this time. Bombay, your job is to hack into the security system. Siberian will cover you. Abyssinian, your job is to cover Balinese while he retrieves the data.” Yohji was glad that she’d immediately changed the plans to include him. Aya wasn’t good at retrieving data, he was good at killing things.
He still didn’t like that there wasn’t a video. He looked at her suspiciously, wondering what the hell was going on.
“Relax, Balinese. Someone hacked into our security systems and our live feed isn’t working. It will be up and running for the next mission, I assure you.”
“But who could hack into Kritiker’s files? I mean everything is so…how is that even possible?” Omi looked spooked.
“We haven’t figure that out yet. When we do we will send you after those evil beasts. Now read the mission report and get yourselves ready,” she was being curt with them. She obviously didn’t want to talk about it. She was obviously spooked as well.
“Manx. We’ve noticed that we’re being followed. It may be by the same pursuer They have even been leaving threatening gifts for Abyssinian. Dead cats and crucified dolls.” Yohji could’ve killed Ken right now. The boy should’ve kept his damned mouth shut! He didn’t want Kritiker to be stalking them to make sure they were safe!
“Why didn’t you put that in your report?” She was pissed now.
“Because we can take care of it ourselves!” Aya snapped, coming toward her. Yohji was half-expecting him to punch her. Instead Aya just got up in her face, his eyes only a few inches from hers, warning her to back the hell off!
Shit, this was going to hell fast!
“We wanted them to think that we didn’t know about them, that way we could come up with a strategy. And being that Kritiker was broken into, it was a pretty damned good plan!” Yohji was trying to keep the peace, but it was hard when Aya was being a hothead.
“I will report this to Persia, but we will keep it out of our files,” Manx conceded. Aya nodded and backed off.
“You boys take care of yourselves,” Manx turned and left, just like that. Yohji was surprised she cared enough to tell them that.
He turned to Aya and noticed that the man’s hands were clenched so tight that his nails were cutting into his hands.
He wrapped his arms around Aya and kissed him gently on the lips. Aya visibly relaxed, leaning into him.
“We’ll get them, Yohji,” Aya assured him. Yohji wasn’t so sure. Aya was a hothead, and Yohji knew that he couldn’t be by his side twenty four seven, Aya wouldn’t allow it. Eventually Aya was going to take off on his own to confront this problem. Yohji was going to have to be on his guard, pretend that he didn’t mind so that he could follow him from the shadows.