Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ a few drinks in Aya ❯ Chapter 40

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Aya had left Yohji sleeping on the couch. He’d drugged the whole team to make sure no one followed him, then he’d stolen Yohji’s watch.

Yohji would be pissed when he found out what Aya had done, but it couldn’t be helped. Hell, the whole team would be pissed.

He’d contacted Kritiker and asked them for a false ID so that he could get into the prison. He was just visiting this time, but next time it would be more than that.

When he’d demanded from Manx why they hadn’t just killed the bastards she’d told him that the only way to get to him in time before he would’ve been killed was to send in the police, who were only a block away, instead of waiting for a Kritiker team to mobilize.

Aya was at peace with that answer. It meant that he could have his revenge. He was under the name Rae Ito. Aya didn’t have to worry, though. The guards had all been replaced with Kritiker agents, who would let him in wherever the hell he wanted.

He wanted clearance to visit his assailants where there would be plenty of other inmates watching. It was pointless otherwise.

He wasn’t here to kill Denjiro Hayashi. Not yet. No, he was here to make sure Denjiro would become the bitch of anyone who was taking the time to watch.

So Aya was making his way through the cafeteria with four guards at his sides. Not that he needed them with Yohji’s watch on him and his sword tucked away under his coat. The guards, being Kritiker agents, hadn’t taken his weapons away. They had just smiled and nodded him in.

Aya walked right over to the table where Denjiro and the other man from his team were seated. They just stared at him like they’d seen a ghost.

Aya sat down on the table where they were seated and grinned.

“What’s wrong? I thought you’d be happy to see me, baby. I’m sorry I couldn’t come sooner. I knew you’d miss me. But I’m here now,” Aya had to laugh at the fear on their faces. Not fear of him, but of the other men that stared at them. Aya leaned right into Denjiro’s face, so close that he could feel the other man’s breath.

“I’ve been in a coma for three years, for me what you did was just a week ago,” Aya whispered. “So don’t think that fear is what kept me from coming after you. Right now I’m giving you a taste of what you did to me. More than likely once I leave and any one of these prisoners can get you alone you’ll be their bitch. But don’t worry, when I give them long enough to torture you I’ll come back. What they do to you won’t even be a third of what I’m going to do to you. Wait for me.” Aya kissed him on the cheek, standing up and walking away.

The guards looked pissed off as they led him away.

“I know I said I’d kill him, and I will. But right now I needed to put the fear of God into him. When I show up to kill him it will be like any other mission. In the cover of darkness where no one can see me. You should’ve known that. No one can know about Weiss.”

“We weren’t sure how you were going to kill him without anyone realizing it. We certainly hadn’t expected that display. We will be reporting this,” one of them snapped at him.

“Do you think he deserves to be killed easily after the things he did? He killed Knight and Pawn and nearly killed me. I’m going to torture him mentally before I kill him.” Aya didn’t know why he was bothering to explain himself. It wasn’t like he gave a shit what they thought. He supposed it was because he was going to need them to let him in when it would be time for him to really kill the bastard.

Aya walked out of the building and did a dead stop when he saw Yohji waiting, leaning against his car and looking pissed.

“What are you doing here Aya?” Yohji demanded, coming toward him. Yohji held out his hand. Aya narrowed his eyes, removing the watch and handing it to him.

“Visiting.” Yohji punched him hard in the jaw, sending him sprawling to the ground.

“Did you really think you could drug me so easily? I didn’t drink a single sip, I poured it in a plant. I knew something was up, so I faked it and I followed you here. I have no idea what the hell you were thinking, but you’re going to have a lot of explaining to do when we get home.”

“I know.” Aya rose to his feet and walked over to his Porsche. He didn’t know what he was going to say to Ken and Omi. There was no excusing what he had done. Regardless, it was something he had to do. He’d been planning to get even more physical with the man. Maybe a real kiss to prove to himself that he wasn’t afraid of him. But he couldn’t bring himself to get a real taste of the man. It was too disgusting. No, he didn’t want to kiss anyone other than Yohji. Just kissing the man on the cheek made him feel queasy.

Aya floored it out of the parking lot. He’d had enough of this place. He didn’t want to go home either, but he wasn’t a coward. He would face them and would tell them why he’d drugged them. Normally he wouldn’t give a damn about explaining himself, but he owed them after drugging them. Omi would forgive him, but Ken was going to go ballistic. Hell, Yohji would definitely lay into him when he got back.

Aya would protect himself. He’d let Yohji hit him once because he owed it to him. He wouldn’t let him do it twice. Besides, fighting against Yohji when the man really wanted to kick his ass would be good training for the both of them. He himself was on adrenaline after being so close to Denjiro without killing him or even hurting him. He’d wanted nothing more than to pull out his sword and cut the man’s head off. But that was too good for him. He deserved to suffer.

Aya was going to pull the man apart piece by piece, knuckle by knuckle. He was going to shatter the man’s bones like he’d done to him.