Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Balineses Orchid ❯ Promise me ( Chapter 6 )
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By: saturnssavior 
Anime/Manga: Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 11.13.2003 | Updated On: 03.08.2004 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.0K | Visits: 495 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 11.13.2003 | Updated On: 03.08.2004 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.0K | Visits: 495 | Status: Completed
Balineses Orchid
by rose
saturnssavior@netscape.net
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disclaimer: same'ol same'ol!!
sorry it took so long but here it is so enjoy!
Also I want to thank everyone who responded especially koji-chan and kato-chan. You're my number one fans!! thank you all and enjoy!!----seven7
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Chapter Six
"Yohji what's wrong?" Aya quickly rushed to the sobbing figure on the floor.
Yohji only kept on crying. Nothing was right anymore. Nothing not even this beautiful creature sitting crouching before him. Yohji drew his knees in further and cradled them as he wept. Aya reached out and pulled Yohji to him. Hugging him, comforting. Sitting himself down with Yohji close to his chest Aya petted golden hair and murmured soothing words to Yohji. What happened? He only went to get milk like five minutes ago and then coming back to find Yohji like this is a bit of a shock to say the least. Something is really bothering the blonde and it's probably not something he's gonna like.
"Yohji look at me please, just look at me" Aya pleaded still petting Yohji's hair. Yohji sniffed and turned his green eyes to Aya.
"what's wrong Yohji, you don't seem like yourself, please..tell me."
Yohji buried his head back on Aya's chest. Aya just sighed this wasn't going to be easy, Yohji was being a little difficult. Closing his eyes he waited trying to figure a way to get Yohji to open up and talk to him.
"Have you ever felt like you've been cheated in life somehow?" Yohji spoke out, slightly startling the redhead.
Aya looked down at Yohji's head still buried in his chest, he continued petting.
"what do you mean?"
"you know cheated like something taken from you when it should have been yours."
"I guess....my parents maybe. My real parents I mean. I've always wondered about them. Mama says that she and dad found me on the streets when I was about three or four. No one in that area wanted me so they took me home and claimed me as theirs. Both mama and I have red hair so no one ever really questioned my real parentage. But still I guess not knowing who my real parents are makes me feel a little cheated."
Yohji shifted so that he could look up at Aya and still be cradled.
"you're adopted?"
Aya flinched. He never really did like the word 'adoption' too much.
"I'm sorry I have no right to say something like that, forgive me." Yohji caught the way Aya flinched when he said 'adopted' it was like saying you're lower class or something.
"it's okay, I should be used to it" Aya stopped his petting and set his hand down, lowering his head he mentally bereated himself for being such a fool and letting something insignificant bother him.
Yohji took Aya's chin in his hand and tilted at an angle so there were eye to eye. "You should never lower your gaze at someone, it gives them the authority to treat you like dirt." With that Yohji leaned up and placed his lips to Aya's. Smooth, soft, warm, and welcome. Aya let himself get lost in the flavor that was Yohji. Sliding his tongue along a smooth bottom lip Yohji brought his other hand up to tangle in lushious red hair bringing Aya closer to him. Aya placed his hands on Yohji's shoulders and opened his mouth at the persisting tongue that was pleading entrance. Yohji turned so that he pulled Aya halfway on top of him as they lay on his futon. Kissing each other deeply, tongues entwining, tasting.
Aya moaned when Yohji nipped at his bottom lip. God did he feel so good right now. Sliding his hands along Yohji's side, gripping and rubbing. Aya rolled himself so that he was completely on top of Yohji and broke the kiss for lack of air. Moving down to kiss Yohji's jaw and nipping on his earlobe, causing Yohji to moan out loud. Damn but this was right!! Yohji clutched Aya trying to claw his back through his shirt, moaning and tilting his head back to give Aya more access to his neck. Ayas hands fumbled with Yohjis shirt as he pulled on it to free it from its confines within the pants. Getting the task done Aya slid his hands underneath Yohji's shirt to feel up against smooth and warm silky flesh. Sliding up even more Aya felt around until he found the little nub he was looking for before he flicked it.
Yohji gasped and moaned out as his nipple was flicked. Did Aya even know what he was doing to him? Yohji needed to feel more of Aya so he drew his knees apart and let the smaller man slide in forward. Both gasped as they felt each others erections rub up against each other. Losing whatever sense he had left Aya kissed Yohji desperately and rubbed his erection against Yohji's. Grinding languorously together in a slow erotic style that showed nothing but wanting, Aya started kissing Yohji's neck while pulling his shirt open so that he had access to set his lips against the smooth skin that was Yohji's chest. Yohji squeezed this thighs and held the redhead in place.
"A...Aya w..what are we doing?" Yohji asked between gasps as Aya found his sensitive spot behind his ear and close to the base of his neck.
"Mmmm....don't care.....feels good......."Aya continued not once breaking his minstrations.
"yeah I know it feels good but aren't we going a little fast?" Yohji whispered as Aya kissed his way down his chest to lap up a sensitive nipple.
"d..dosen't matter"
"but isn't this your first time? Maybe we should take it a little slower."
Aya stopped his grinding and buried his face in Yohjis stomach. Yohji thought he did something wrong when Aya stopped but then he noticed Aya was trembling.
"Aya what's wrong" Yohji started to panic.
Aya raised his head and Yohji could see his eyes were hazed with pleasure, his cheeks were also flushed pink and he was panting.
"I-I couldn't hold it in" Aya spoke his breath hitching ever so slightly.
Yohji just looked at him dumbfounded. Did he just.......and only from..........god this was rich!! Yohji wanted to bust out laughing but kept so only form the humiliated look on Ayas face.
"I'm sorry. I don't know what got into me but...." Aya started, backing away from Yohji.
"stop right there" Yohji hushed him by placing a finger to Ayas mouth.
"don't ever feel the need to be sorry for something that was entirely natural. Don't apologize especially to me." Yohji moved his finger along Ayas lips "I'm glad you enjoyed it, it means a lot to me."
Aya smiled then quickly frowned "but you didn't ...."
"don't worry about me, I'll take my turn soon" he winked and Aya blushed furiously but deep inside he hoped he was telling the truth.
Yohji lazed back and pulled Aya to him so they lay next to each other but still in each others arms.
"what does this mean now Yohji?" Aya asked
"what do you mean?"
"us"
"what about us?" Yohji asked
Aya ducked his head and closed his eyes. He was afraid of this, afraid that Yohji would just stick around until he got his taste and then leave. Leaving Aya with a hole instead of a heart because that's what Aya discovered he lost when he first met Yohji.
"if you mean whether we'll be doing this again soon you're right. If you mean that if I want something more than just physical pleasure you're right. And if you're asking if I want you by my side from now on you're right about that too."
Aya let go of the breath he didn't even know he was holding. Did Yohji just say he wanted him by his side? Like a mate maybe? They could never get married but that didn't mean they couldn't spend their lives together as partners.
"what are you saying Yohji?"
Yohji rolled onto his side and pulled the redhead closer tucking his head under his chin. This was going to be hard. How to explain to Aya that 'from now on' meant as 'for the next two and a half months' until death do us part. He knows he's being selfish but he just didn't want to die feeling lonely. He wanted to know that there will be at least someone there to stay by his side at his last moments.
He sighed "What I'm going to say isn't going to be easy but please let me finish before you say anything." Nope not easy at all "about four days ago I was told something very important to me that will change the course of my life...."
Aya looked up when Yohji didn't finish what he was about to say. He saw an expression of sadness mixed with regret upon Yohji's face. Along with it a look of longing and lonliness.
"Yohji?"
"I'm...I'm sorry Aya but I can't do this" Yohji whispered downheartedly.
"Yohji you can tell me. Please tell me what's wrong. I want to help you but you've got to tell me what's going on.....Please" Aya pleaded, caressing Yohji's cheek.
"I'm...I'm dying Aya."
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Omi smiled as he yet again was praised by fellow actors for his performance as 'Puck' from that evenings Shakespearin play.
"Hey Omi are you coming to eat with us?"
"I'm coming but I just need to check up on things real quick and I want to change my clothes as well." Omi climbed the steps to his bedroom.
"Okay but dont' be long" Quatre yelled from downstairs. Quatre was a cute boy of about Omi's age, he wasn't a very good actor but was absoloutely genius with a violin and other musical instruments needed for background music.
Omi reached the top steps and was about to open the door to Yohji's room when it was yanked open and a very angry redhead stormed his way past Omi without a second glance. Awed by what he saw Omi looked on and found Yohji getting up to follow the redhead. Omi could only watch as Yohji quickly followed Aya outside calling his name the whole way.
"wonder what's going on?" Omi shrugged.
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"Aya would you please wait and let me finish" Yohji cried out.
"Why so you could lie to me and tell me you need me just so you won't be alone when you die."
"Aya that's not it"
"Then what is it Yohji?" Aya turned around to face Yohji.
Yohji couldn't answer he didn't want to lie to Aya but what he just said was pretty close to the truth.
"Like I thought" Aya fumed and continued walking on. They were now in the middle of the road and it was way past sunset leaving them in a shadow showdown.
"Aya where are you going? Please let's talk about this" Yohji pleaded following Aya to the outskirts of the village.
Yohji followed but Aya can walk pretty fast, he tried keeping up but a certain pain that he had so conveniently forgotton had found itself wanting to not be neglected any longer. Half running half walking and using all his air for calling out was wearing him down and his vision started bluring around the edges.
"Aya please" he called out his breath shortening from that excursion.
"leave me alone Yohji wasn't it enough for you to embarass me by leading me on and even making me...." Aya blushed furiously at that wondering thought.
"I didn't mean to honest but I didn't lie to you Aya and I do want you to be with me..." Yohji stopped as the pain increased immensely.
"Look Yohji I just.... I just need some time alone right now, I mean I just met you not too long ago and already were talking about partnership. Please I need to think about this." silence "Yohji?"
Aya turned around to find Yohji lying on the ground. "YOHJI!" Aya yelled as he ran to Yohji's side and knelt down to examine him.
"Yohji please talk to me, say something" Aya shook him gently trying to get a response.
"p...pil.." Yohji started weak and pale from pain.
"shhh, Yohji hold on I'm taking you back inside." Aya slid his arms under Yohji. One arm under his knees and the other under to mid back. He swiftly lifted him off the ground. Yohji cried out from the pain of being lifted.
Not right, definitely not right. This was much worse than any pain before. God this was the worst one yet. Any little movement caused severe pain and his skin felt like fire was consuming it. His chest hurt, every little breath he took stretched his lungs and caused a shaky exhalation. Everything was shaky, even with his eyes closed he was dizzy. He gripped Ayas shirt in front and prayed it all went away.
Aya was panicking, he's never seen someone in so much pain it was frightening. To think he yelled at Yohji when he was so sick!! STUPID! STUPID! STUPID! How could he?! Yohji definitely needed him and he just shook him off. Scolding himself the entire time Aya reached the hotel with Yohji in his arms and was about to call out for help when Yohji fisted his arm on Ayas shirt making him look down.
"p...pl.."
"shhh Yohji hold on, don't talk"
"p..please d..don't tell a..anyone" Yohji begged, his palor pale and his eyes unfocused and dilated.
"Yohji..."
"please Aya"
Aya exhaled shifting Yohji in his arms before climbing up the stairs. As he entered he could hear Yohji's labored breathing and tenderly laid him on his futon.
"pills please" Yohji breathed out. Extending his hand out to his bag.
Aya reached out and grabbed the bag rummaging inside until he found brown bottle unlabled. He opened it up and poured some onto his hand.
"how many?"
"t..two" Yohji's eyes were clenched in pain and he trembled considerably.
Aya took two pills and told Yohji to open his mouth before popping them in. He reached for the forgotten milk jug and poured a cup full. He tilted Yohji's head up and helped him drink it slowly to wash the pills down.
As soon as the milk touched his tongue his craving took control and he immediately became dehydrated with thirst. He couldn't get enough, even after his first cup he asked for more and Aya kept refilling the cup until the jug was empty. Laying back down he felt much better, sleep was beginning to claim him and he was tremendously cold. He drawed Aya down beside him and cuddled up next to him and his wonderful warmth.
Aya let himself get towed down and spooned himself beside Yohji. This felt nice. Yohji was shivering probably from his fever. He wrapped his arms around him and brought the blankets folded at the end of the futon to cover them.
"Aya stay with me tonight please" Yohji asked sleepily.
"I will"
"promise me that you'll wake me in the morning"
Realization dawned on Aya. That's why Yohji was upset this morning. He only has a number of days left and to miss even one would be devastating.
~flashback~
"Have you ever felt like you've been cheated in life somehow?" Yohji spoke out, slightly startling the redhead.
Aya looked down at Yohji's head still buried in his chest, he continued petting.
"what do you mean?"
"you know cheated like something taken from you when it should have been yours."
~end flashback~
No wonder Yohji felt cheated, he just got his death sentence shortened. Tightening his arms around Yohji's body he hid his face in golden waves of silk and fought the tears that betrayed him.
"I promise"
Yohji slept, for the first time in his life he really slept.
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tsuzuku....
well? let me know. thanx
by rose
saturnssavior@netscape.net
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disclaimer: same'ol same'ol!!
sorry it took so long but here it is so enjoy!
Also I want to thank everyone who responded especially koji-chan and kato-chan. You're my number one fans!! thank you all and enjoy!!----seven7
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Chapter Six
"Yohji what's wrong?" Aya quickly rushed to the sobbing figure on the floor.
Yohji only kept on crying. Nothing was right anymore. Nothing not even this beautiful creature sitting crouching before him. Yohji drew his knees in further and cradled them as he wept. Aya reached out and pulled Yohji to him. Hugging him, comforting. Sitting himself down with Yohji close to his chest Aya petted golden hair and murmured soothing words to Yohji. What happened? He only went to get milk like five minutes ago and then coming back to find Yohji like this is a bit of a shock to say the least. Something is really bothering the blonde and it's probably not something he's gonna like.
"Yohji look at me please, just look at me" Aya pleaded still petting Yohji's hair. Yohji sniffed and turned his green eyes to Aya.
"what's wrong Yohji, you don't seem like yourself, please..tell me."
Yohji buried his head back on Aya's chest. Aya just sighed this wasn't going to be easy, Yohji was being a little difficult. Closing his eyes he waited trying to figure a way to get Yohji to open up and talk to him.
"Have you ever felt like you've been cheated in life somehow?" Yohji spoke out, slightly startling the redhead.
Aya looked down at Yohji's head still buried in his chest, he continued petting.
"what do you mean?"
"you know cheated like something taken from you when it should have been yours."
"I guess....my parents maybe. My real parents I mean. I've always wondered about them. Mama says that she and dad found me on the streets when I was about three or four. No one in that area wanted me so they took me home and claimed me as theirs. Both mama and I have red hair so no one ever really questioned my real parentage. But still I guess not knowing who my real parents are makes me feel a little cheated."
Yohji shifted so that he could look up at Aya and still be cradled.
"you're adopted?"
Aya flinched. He never really did like the word 'adoption' too much.
"I'm sorry I have no right to say something like that, forgive me." Yohji caught the way Aya flinched when he said 'adopted' it was like saying you're lower class or something.
"it's okay, I should be used to it" Aya stopped his petting and set his hand down, lowering his head he mentally bereated himself for being such a fool and letting something insignificant bother him.
Yohji took Aya's chin in his hand and tilted at an angle so there were eye to eye. "You should never lower your gaze at someone, it gives them the authority to treat you like dirt." With that Yohji leaned up and placed his lips to Aya's. Smooth, soft, warm, and welcome. Aya let himself get lost in the flavor that was Yohji. Sliding his tongue along a smooth bottom lip Yohji brought his other hand up to tangle in lushious red hair bringing Aya closer to him. Aya placed his hands on Yohji's shoulders and opened his mouth at the persisting tongue that was pleading entrance. Yohji turned so that he pulled Aya halfway on top of him as they lay on his futon. Kissing each other deeply, tongues entwining, tasting.
Aya moaned when Yohji nipped at his bottom lip. God did he feel so good right now. Sliding his hands along Yohji's side, gripping and rubbing. Aya rolled himself so that he was completely on top of Yohji and broke the kiss for lack of air. Moving down to kiss Yohji's jaw and nipping on his earlobe, causing Yohji to moan out loud. Damn but this was right!! Yohji clutched Aya trying to claw his back through his shirt, moaning and tilting his head back to give Aya more access to his neck. Ayas hands fumbled with Yohjis shirt as he pulled on it to free it from its confines within the pants. Getting the task done Aya slid his hands underneath Yohji's shirt to feel up against smooth and warm silky flesh. Sliding up even more Aya felt around until he found the little nub he was looking for before he flicked it.
Yohji gasped and moaned out as his nipple was flicked. Did Aya even know what he was doing to him? Yohji needed to feel more of Aya so he drew his knees apart and let the smaller man slide in forward. Both gasped as they felt each others erections rub up against each other. Losing whatever sense he had left Aya kissed Yohji desperately and rubbed his erection against Yohji's. Grinding languorously together in a slow erotic style that showed nothing but wanting, Aya started kissing Yohji's neck while pulling his shirt open so that he had access to set his lips against the smooth skin that was Yohji's chest. Yohji squeezed this thighs and held the redhead in place.
"A...Aya w..what are we doing?" Yohji asked between gasps as Aya found his sensitive spot behind his ear and close to the base of his neck.
"Mmmm....don't care.....feels good......."Aya continued not once breaking his minstrations.
"yeah I know it feels good but aren't we going a little fast?" Yohji whispered as Aya kissed his way down his chest to lap up a sensitive nipple.
"d..dosen't matter"
"but isn't this your first time? Maybe we should take it a little slower."
Aya stopped his grinding and buried his face in Yohjis stomach. Yohji thought he did something wrong when Aya stopped but then he noticed Aya was trembling.
"Aya what's wrong" Yohji started to panic.
Aya raised his head and Yohji could see his eyes were hazed with pleasure, his cheeks were also flushed pink and he was panting.
"I-I couldn't hold it in" Aya spoke his breath hitching ever so slightly.
Yohji just looked at him dumbfounded. Did he just.......and only from..........god this was rich!! Yohji wanted to bust out laughing but kept so only form the humiliated look on Ayas face.
"I'm sorry. I don't know what got into me but...." Aya started, backing away from Yohji.
"stop right there" Yohji hushed him by placing a finger to Ayas mouth.
"don't ever feel the need to be sorry for something that was entirely natural. Don't apologize especially to me." Yohji moved his finger along Ayas lips "I'm glad you enjoyed it, it means a lot to me."
Aya smiled then quickly frowned "but you didn't ...."
"don't worry about me, I'll take my turn soon" he winked and Aya blushed furiously but deep inside he hoped he was telling the truth.
Yohji lazed back and pulled Aya to him so they lay next to each other but still in each others arms.
"what does this mean now Yohji?" Aya asked
"what do you mean?"
"us"
"what about us?" Yohji asked
Aya ducked his head and closed his eyes. He was afraid of this, afraid that Yohji would just stick around until he got his taste and then leave. Leaving Aya with a hole instead of a heart because that's what Aya discovered he lost when he first met Yohji.
"if you mean whether we'll be doing this again soon you're right. If you mean that if I want something more than just physical pleasure you're right. And if you're asking if I want you by my side from now on you're right about that too."
Aya let go of the breath he didn't even know he was holding. Did Yohji just say he wanted him by his side? Like a mate maybe? They could never get married but that didn't mean they couldn't spend their lives together as partners.
"what are you saying Yohji?"
Yohji rolled onto his side and pulled the redhead closer tucking his head under his chin. This was going to be hard. How to explain to Aya that 'from now on' meant as 'for the next two and a half months' until death do us part. He knows he's being selfish but he just didn't want to die feeling lonely. He wanted to know that there will be at least someone there to stay by his side at his last moments.
He sighed "What I'm going to say isn't going to be easy but please let me finish before you say anything." Nope not easy at all "about four days ago I was told something very important to me that will change the course of my life...."
Aya looked up when Yohji didn't finish what he was about to say. He saw an expression of sadness mixed with regret upon Yohji's face. Along with it a look of longing and lonliness.
"Yohji?"
"I'm...I'm sorry Aya but I can't do this" Yohji whispered downheartedly.
"Yohji you can tell me. Please tell me what's wrong. I want to help you but you've got to tell me what's going on.....Please" Aya pleaded, caressing Yohji's cheek.
"I'm...I'm dying Aya."
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Omi smiled as he yet again was praised by fellow actors for his performance as 'Puck' from that evenings Shakespearin play.
"Hey Omi are you coming to eat with us?"
"I'm coming but I just need to check up on things real quick and I want to change my clothes as well." Omi climbed the steps to his bedroom.
"Okay but dont' be long" Quatre yelled from downstairs. Quatre was a cute boy of about Omi's age, he wasn't a very good actor but was absoloutely genius with a violin and other musical instruments needed for background music.
Omi reached the top steps and was about to open the door to Yohji's room when it was yanked open and a very angry redhead stormed his way past Omi without a second glance. Awed by what he saw Omi looked on and found Yohji getting up to follow the redhead. Omi could only watch as Yohji quickly followed Aya outside calling his name the whole way.
"wonder what's going on?" Omi shrugged.
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"Aya would you please wait and let me finish" Yohji cried out.
"Why so you could lie to me and tell me you need me just so you won't be alone when you die."
"Aya that's not it"
"Then what is it Yohji?" Aya turned around to face Yohji.
Yohji couldn't answer he didn't want to lie to Aya but what he just said was pretty close to the truth.
"Like I thought" Aya fumed and continued walking on. They were now in the middle of the road and it was way past sunset leaving them in a shadow showdown.
"Aya where are you going? Please let's talk about this" Yohji pleaded following Aya to the outskirts of the village.
Yohji followed but Aya can walk pretty fast, he tried keeping up but a certain pain that he had so conveniently forgotton had found itself wanting to not be neglected any longer. Half running half walking and using all his air for calling out was wearing him down and his vision started bluring around the edges.
"Aya please" he called out his breath shortening from that excursion.
"leave me alone Yohji wasn't it enough for you to embarass me by leading me on and even making me...." Aya blushed furiously at that wondering thought.
"I didn't mean to honest but I didn't lie to you Aya and I do want you to be with me..." Yohji stopped as the pain increased immensely.
"Look Yohji I just.... I just need some time alone right now, I mean I just met you not too long ago and already were talking about partnership. Please I need to think about this." silence "Yohji?"
Aya turned around to find Yohji lying on the ground. "YOHJI!" Aya yelled as he ran to Yohji's side and knelt down to examine him.
"Yohji please talk to me, say something" Aya shook him gently trying to get a response.
"p...pil.." Yohji started weak and pale from pain.
"shhh, Yohji hold on I'm taking you back inside." Aya slid his arms under Yohji. One arm under his knees and the other under to mid back. He swiftly lifted him off the ground. Yohji cried out from the pain of being lifted.
Not right, definitely not right. This was much worse than any pain before. God this was the worst one yet. Any little movement caused severe pain and his skin felt like fire was consuming it. His chest hurt, every little breath he took stretched his lungs and caused a shaky exhalation. Everything was shaky, even with his eyes closed he was dizzy. He gripped Ayas shirt in front and prayed it all went away.
Aya was panicking, he's never seen someone in so much pain it was frightening. To think he yelled at Yohji when he was so sick!! STUPID! STUPID! STUPID! How could he?! Yohji definitely needed him and he just shook him off. Scolding himself the entire time Aya reached the hotel with Yohji in his arms and was about to call out for help when Yohji fisted his arm on Ayas shirt making him look down.
"p...pl.."
"shhh Yohji hold on, don't talk"
"p..please d..don't tell a..anyone" Yohji begged, his palor pale and his eyes unfocused and dilated.
"Yohji..."
"please Aya"
Aya exhaled shifting Yohji in his arms before climbing up the stairs. As he entered he could hear Yohji's labored breathing and tenderly laid him on his futon.
"pills please" Yohji breathed out. Extending his hand out to his bag.
Aya reached out and grabbed the bag rummaging inside until he found brown bottle unlabled. He opened it up and poured some onto his hand.
"how many?"
"t..two" Yohji's eyes were clenched in pain and he trembled considerably.
Aya took two pills and told Yohji to open his mouth before popping them in. He reached for the forgotten milk jug and poured a cup full. He tilted Yohji's head up and helped him drink it slowly to wash the pills down.
As soon as the milk touched his tongue his craving took control and he immediately became dehydrated with thirst. He couldn't get enough, even after his first cup he asked for more and Aya kept refilling the cup until the jug was empty. Laying back down he felt much better, sleep was beginning to claim him and he was tremendously cold. He drawed Aya down beside him and cuddled up next to him and his wonderful warmth.
Aya let himself get towed down and spooned himself beside Yohji. This felt nice. Yohji was shivering probably from his fever. He wrapped his arms around him and brought the blankets folded at the end of the futon to cover them.
"Aya stay with me tonight please" Yohji asked sleepily.
"I will"
"promise me that you'll wake me in the morning"
Realization dawned on Aya. That's why Yohji was upset this morning. He only has a number of days left and to miss even one would be devastating.
~flashback~
"Have you ever felt like you've been cheated in life somehow?" Yohji spoke out, slightly startling the redhead.
Aya looked down at Yohji's head still buried in his chest, he continued petting.
"what do you mean?"
"you know cheated like something taken from you when it should have been yours."
~end flashback~
No wonder Yohji felt cheated, he just got his death sentence shortened. Tightening his arms around Yohji's body he hid his face in golden waves of silk and fought the tears that betrayed him.
"I promise"
Yohji slept, for the first time in his life he really slept.
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tsuzuku....
well? let me know. thanx