Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Borderline ❯ Silent Heart, Lonely Heart ( Chapter 13 )

Disclaimer: Like the previous chapters… how I wished I owned them.

Warning: Is this still R or am I on NC17??? Or am I doing both?? Anyway, usual warning applies. M/m relationship and so on and so forth.

Notes: It seems that this is the fastest update I can come to and the longest chapter (I guess) which means that…. The next update will take quite sometimes *grin* I haven't start Chapter 14 yet.. Oh! Wait!! I did but just 2 pages *shake head* Tezuka and Fuji are distracting me again.

Chapter 13: Silent Heart, Lonely Heart

Schuldig's red car idled at the curb in front of the gate. He was at the wheel, tapping his finger with his head bobbing up and down. Yohji shook his head; his boyfriend must be listening to some German music which only he alone could understand.

Schuldig had told him that Crawford had left the house earlier and would be back on Sunday. Ken had informed him that this weekend he would be attending a mountain survival, an intensive training for the upcoming soccer match with his team. He complained that this times the opposing team was strong.

Omi and Nagi had their own plans tonight, crashing at one of their friends' house and having an anime marathon. He happened to know about it when he heard Nagi trying to persuade Crawford in allowing them to spend a night outside, promising to upgrade their grades and cleaning their room if the older man allowed them. Yohji didn't even bother to know what anime they were going to watch, but he heard the word Kizuna. If he wasn't wrong, wasn't it a yaoi anime? Yohji chuckled. Those boys!!

He and Schuldig had their own plans for tonight. It was Saturday and they had decided to spend this weekend at their own apartment. He grimaced at the thought of food better left untold that was left in their refrigerator for more than a month. Schuldig was definitely going to kill him. He forgot to clean the fridge. So, that's why he will leave Schuldig at the Station checking more files after a fruitless attempt yesterday and sneak his way out to clean the apartment. Because if he didn't, his lover would definitely punish him. He didn't mind being killed but no sex? He shuddered.

They drove in silence for a while, accompanied only by the music that his lover had lowered the volume of when Schuldig spoke, "Ran behaved oddly during dinner last night."

"What do you mean?"

"He seemed quiet."

"You think that's odd? He hardly speaks anyway. I can count on my fingers the words

he's spoken to me. `Hn' `Yes' and `No'. If you count `hn' as a word." Yohji shrugged.

Schuldig quieted for a moment before he spoke again. "Do you think it will be all right to leave him with Farfello? We didn't tell Brad about our plan."

Yohji did not reply. Actually, he didn't know how to reply. He just wished his boyfriend would stop worrying. He needed the time off with his lover without fussing over anybody.

"You think I'm worried for no reason, don't you?"

Yohji nodded and answered carefully. "He'll be fine. Besides Crawford has this system that will scream `Intruder Alert! Intruder Alert!' to the nearest Police Station if anything should happen."

Schuldig let out a small laugh before he smacked his forehead.

"What?" Yohji asked, creasing his eyebrow a little.

"I forget to tell Brad about the man from the wiring company."

"You can tell him over the phone or when he's back. Come on… You think too much. Save it for the files that we are going to ransack in my department and you don't mind doing bottom tonight, do you?" His lips turned to a suggestive leer.

"Baka!" Schuldig smacked his lover's hips and scowled.

"Ouch!"

"Did you find out who Aya's employer is?"

"One of the companies that belongs to Takatori."

"Takatori..."

Yohji could hear the sound of irritation from his lover's voice and wondered absentmindedly why his boyfriend resented the family. "Aya refused to cooperate when I questioned her. Her answer was, let me quote, "Keep my employer out of this" or "What did he had to do my brother?" So, I did some backdoor digging and found out about this. Technically, Takatori is her employer but I am not sure if she reported to him directly. Why do you dislike Takatori so much?"

"I don't know. A hunch, an instinct, a bad feeling… Whatever you call it I have it right now."

"Based on your psychological view, huh?"

Schuldig nodded.

"I have checked Takatori, he seems clean and based from experience, I hate to tell you this, messing with Takatori is like digging your own grave."

"But I still want you to dig deeper on him and his sons, especially the eldest one, Hirofumi."

"Okay, I will… now… concentrate on your driving. You nearly hit the car in front of us."

"No! I did not!"

"Did too!"

"Did not!!"

"Did too!"

"No sex!"

"Di… Erk!!"

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`Autumn is beautiful' Crawford thought to himself as he stood on the balcony. The various kinds of trees surrounding his private chalet created a magnificent autumn landscape. There were Maple, Dogwood, Black Tupelo, Oak and Sumac that seemed to be on fire with their red and purple leaves. Then there were Redbud, Larch, Hickory, Birch and Witch Hazel with their majestic yellow and golden leaves, with a dash of blue green apple leaves with red on the side that was facing the sun and the blue green leaves were in the shade, and all those combinations of leaves gave a spectacular picturesque reflection on the calm lake

But the calmness did not reflect his heart and mind.

And it was all because of what he almost done the night before yesterday…

The boy had asked him a simple question; if he would kiss him.

He had granted the boy's simple wish just to keep him here, safe with him. But what was supposed to be a mere brushing of lips had gone further than that

Crawford raised his glass and took a long, hard swallow. It was his third glass of vodka for the evening.

He remembered pulling the boy closer…

"You sure you want me to kiss you?" He had asked, hesitant how the boy would react if he actually did. He merely watched as Ran bit his lower lip with a blush marring his cheeks, his fingers curling and uncurling at the hem of bed cover before he nodded.

He placed his hand on the boy's cheek, lifting his chin up. He could feel the redhead's warm breath against his skin and the boy held himself there, "unmoving, but those electric violet eyes were hypnotizing him, calling him, urging him on. Decision made, he closed the small space between them and brushed his lips lightly against the boy's soft shuddering ones.

His mind was screaming at him that Ran was under his charge and he shouldn't be doing this, no matter how consensual it was, but the other part of his brain that was totally smitten with the redhead had guided his fingers, threading them into the silky hair, searching for scalp and securing the boy's head in place. He couldn't remember when he had lowered the boy to the bed and the mere brushing of lips had turned into a firm kiss.

All coherent thought left him when his tongue somehow managed to seek entrance. Deepening the kiss, he was stroking, teasing, caressing and exploring the warmth of the other's mouth.

Ran was trying to return his kiss in a futile attempt, defeated; he had his mouth ravished mercilessly. He felt the other's body tense; a hand was tugging on his shirt and the kiss softened, when he felt the body relax, he attacked again.

One hand was busily fumbling the button, and once done, he pushed the annoying shirt away, pressing himself harder against the other's body, the other hand leaving the boy's head to slide under the pants. The skin felt so right for him to touch, smooth and flawless drawing him to taste it and he began mouthing kisses along the neck, down to the chest and attacked the nipples mercilessly.

Ran was mumbling something unintelligible and his hands were gripping the bed cover tightly when he pushed down the pants, revealing the boy's smooth hips and all the secrets hidden underneath the pajama pants. He took a moment to appreciate the sight before resuming what he had been doing.

His hands continued to caress, prodding and rubbing almost everywhere and his lips left the now erect nipple, going further down and tasting every inch of the skin until his mouth reached its destination.

He ignored the strangled gasp and the sudden clutch of his arms, the body underneath him began to buck and writhe when his mouth closed on the boy's member. Crawford was trembling in excitement, his body was on fire when he felt the flesh in his mouth harden. He continued sucking it, expertly using his tongue rolling along the slit.

Blinded by desire, Crawford parted the legs and brought the body closer holding it tightly against him. Burying his face in the crook of the neck, he began to nibble it while his hands continued exploring.

The next thing he knew, his hard and almost painful member was encased in tight hot flesh. He heard a sharp cry and embraced the body, whispering reassuringly until he feel the other relax. Closing his eyes, he breathed in deeply and began drive himself into the body, faster in almost frantic movements, he could hear the cries of his name and his thrusts becoming more furious. He forgot everything when his world darkened, groaning loudly as he found his release and collapsed.

Crawford woke up an hour later, feeling a headache forming and warm body underneath him, hands around his waist. Opening his blurry eyes, he almost gasped in surprise.

Ken was sleeping, securely underneath him, naked. He didn't even remember when the brunet came into his room and bringing his hands towards his throbbing head, he murmured. "Shit!"

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He was confused.

Hurt.

And he had no clue what Crawford felt towards him and where he stood in that foreigner's life.

He was afraid at first but Crawford was gentle to him although at first the man was quite rough. It reminded him of unpleasant memories especially when his clothes were taken off completely. Then, Crawford become gentle and the way he touched him, stroking him had set him on fire.

He wasn't stupid; he knew what sex is. Crawford had stopped when his body had turned rigid and almost crying as he whispered the word `No' over and over again when the older man had parted his legs. Murmuring the word 'sorry' for almost a thousand times in his ears, Crawford pulled him into a tight embrace and lulled him to sleep with his gentle fingers caressing his back. It felt like heaven when he was not forced to do something he didn't want to.

But today, everything went spiral. Ken hated him and Crawford just left him.

He was in his room, standing at the window and staring at the sky full of glittering stars sparkling like diamonds. Ran opened the window letting the chilled night breeze fill his room and shuddered when the cool breeze contacted with his pale skin but he didn't budge. He deserved to be cold. His heart felt cold.

Ran didn't know who could be a bigger fool than him. Let a man spend time with him, he had imagined a castle in the sky. Let the man show his tenderness and affection towards him, he already thought of spending a life till death do us part. With his luck, he guessed, he would fall in love with Hitler in a day if that man showered him with the same sweet and tender caring as Crawford had given him.

Ran began to feel deeply embarrassed and ashamed of himself. How could let himself drown in this stupid dream? Why would Crawford ever love him when he had someone better? What could he ever possibly offer to Crawford when he nothing else than thrash picked up from the street?

The older man only saw him as someone that needed constant care, and someone that had a screw loose in the head and it's his job to tighten that screw. Someone that should have been thrown in the loony bin instead of being in this big fucking house. Idly, he wondered that if he threw himself into the ocean, would the ocean spit him back like he was some bad food?

He cursed himself, Idiot! Nothing but a fool! He thought as he hugged himself tightly, now with tears pouring endlessly down his pale face. A stupid street boy netted from the drains that dared to dream too much. What the fuck do you think? That you are some fucking Cinderella and Crawford is your Prince Charming that would sweep away your feet and live happily ever after? He chided himself.

Letting out a heavy sigh, he moved towards the bed. But the sight of it reminded of him of the older man and how he had hoped. He viewed Crawford as his only hope to bring him back to happier times of life. He had no one now. No father to talk to about his problems, no mother to comfort him with her reassuring words that everything would be fine and Aya, though she was his flesh and blood, she too had abandoned him. And today, he seemed to realize that `hope' is the biggest lie and wondered if he should continue to hold on to it.

An empty heart, a silent heart.

He needed to let Crawford go, but how to let someone go so not to hurt himself or anyone else, he did not know. But he had no choice; he would never be part of Crawford's life. It was Ken.

He felt asleep while he was thinking; trying hard to ignore the turmoil of the longing that was brewing inside him.

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Ran was still asleep when he heard a noise… coming from the outside, a rustling sound. Curious, he got up from his bed and peered through his window taking a closer look. Nothing. It must be the blowing wind. Why was it so dark outside? Did Farfello forget to switch on the gate lights?

When he turned, Persia greeted him with a mewl and spread his body like a carpet with his paws up. Ran massaged his belly and he let out a soft content purr. Ran smiled wistfully, "You're happy here aren't you? Me too, but…." He stopped and sighed.

Feeling hungry, he walked out from his room, down the stairs towards the kitchen. He saw a note from Schu in his bad handwriting leaving his cell phone number in case of emergency. There was also a note to Farfello that Ken would not be home tonight. The thought of Ken made him smile bitterly. He smiled because somehow, at least, Ken had three persons who really cared if anything happened to him. He had Yohji, Schuldig and, of course, Crawford. While he himself was left alone with no one.

Sighing, he remembered that the gate light was off and he should switch it on. He hated the dark, things were always crawling in the dark. The switch was right beside the sliding door. When he found the lever, he tried to switch it on.

Click.

He frowned. No lights.

He tried again.

click… click…

Nothing.

Then he heard footsteps, heavy footsteps and squishing sounds.

"Farfello-san?" He called out.

There was no answer.

"Farfello-san?" He called again, this time a bit louder. Silent.

The house lights went out.

Ran gasped in surprised, trying to calm himself down. Mentally he scolded himself for being such a scaredy cat.

Squish…. Tap… . tap… tap….tap…

That sound again, this time it was getting closer. Ran hesitated but still he stepped towards the door. He heard a crackling sound; someone stepped on a twig. Ran leaned closer against the glass sliding door, almost pressing his face to the glass trying to get a better look outside when a sudden flashed of light revealed the grinning face of a man. Shocked! He screamed, staggered, hit a side table and fell down on the carpet.

A loud crash was heard, the shattering sound of the sliding doors. Hissing in pain, Ran crouched beside the table. Ray of lights from the torchlight were dancing on the ceiling, to the wall and landed straight on his face, blinding him. He raised his hand to cover his eyes and began to retreat.

"Who? Who... are you?"

"Batman and Robin!" The voice laughed, sounding wicked in the dark. "You've been a very b-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-d boy Ran! Very naughty! We came to take you!"

Another flash of light landed on his face. He stumbled and his elbow struck something again and he let out an involuntarily yelp.

"Aww… hurt? Poor boy… "

Ran stayed silent, trying to avoid the flashlights by hiding between the couches.

"Wanna play hide and seek huh? Okay! Let's play… you hide, we seek!" Ran could hear voices whispering, "Come out… come out… wherever you are?" He could not see them; the thick carpet had further silenced any sounds of footsteps.

"Aren't you glad it's dark? Doesn't this make the game more…. fun?"

He began crawling towards Crawford's study room. There was a phone in there. Maybe he could try to reach Crawford or maybe Schuldig, but the damn phone number was stuck on the fridge and for now it was out of reach.

"Haaa… haa… We're gonna find you," the man sang over and over again, his voice reverberating throughout the house.

Ran began to tremble. They were smashing Crawford's things… A glass shattering sound; it must be Crawford's crystal collection in the glass cupboard. He continued crawling when something dropped right in front of him. He halted and accidentally screamed in surprise and pain.

"Dear Mr. Tiger… do you know where the little boy is hiding? No? Okaaaaay… If you see him, please tell us… His daddy wants him back, His daddy miss him a lot… he had been naughty, he ran away…" The voice disappeared for a while before Ran could hear one of them begin to shout.

"Honey, we don't have much time… I will begin to count to 10 than we will get you… 1..2..3.. Oh what the hell.. 10! Ready or not, here I c-o-o-o-o-o-o-me…."

Ran went still; his eyes were frantically trying to find a way to escape. He was about to run to his room when he heard a spooky laugh, mocking him, letting him know that one way or the other they would get him, toying with him. In his panicked state of mind, he could think of nothing else except running towards the bathroom.

He locked the bathroom door, cowering underneath the sink. Whoever was after him was now at the door, knocking slowly at first and began to pound on the door when there were no response. Crawford had taught him self-defense but in his panicked state of mind he grabbed a bathroom spray.

The door of the bathroom was forced open, banging loudly as it hit the wall and the flashlights were suddenly blinding him. He covered his eyes and recoiled.

"Uh.. what do you have in mind? Soap us to death?" The man laughed madly as he said so, as if this was a big joke for him.

"Please…." Ran said.

The man moved forward, towering over him. Ran turned his face away, squeezing himself as far as he could to the bathroom tiles before the man grabbed his shirt collar, forced him out from where he was cowering, dragging him down to the hall before throwing him down on the floor. His eyes went wide when he saw that Farfello was lying on the carpet, unmoving.

"Who's that?" The man holding him asked his third accomplice.

"The butler. Found him trying to call his friend. I hit him on the head."

"I told you to wait in the car."

"Hey! I saw someone sneaking. I'm doing a big favor for you here, pal!"

"Yeah! Yeah! Now, return to the car and wait for us."

Ran lay sprawling on the floor; he tried to clamber away when he was again yanked. "Now… now… where do you think you're going? We need to make you look presentable. We brought nice dress, very suitable." The man laughed shakily as he waved the hospital robe at Ran's terrifying face. "I hope this fits!"

"Are we going to play dress now, Hirofumi?" the other man asked eagerly.

"Yup, but first we need to get off the offending shirt he is wearing. Blue doesn't suits you, honey." He leered as his hands reached for the redhead's shirt buttons; he quickly pulled his hand away when the boy kicked him.

"My… my… Aren't you feisty tonight." He murmured and hummed while he took out his pocketknife. "You will be more alive when he pin you down."

"Le'me.. .le'me.. le'me…" the other man bounced excitedly.

"No you cannot. You will get too excited and damage him. The Boss says bring him back unspoiled."

The other man pouted but then smiled brightly. "Let me pull his pants off! They say he has nice skin."

"Fine. But don't touch him." He glared as he began to work on the buttons and Ran began to struggle. A slap. "Be still!" He narrowed his eyes in warning for Ran not to move again.

Both men worked on undressing Ran, ignoring the repeated pleading for them to stop, Ran bucked and thrashed his body in defiance and froze when he was hit yet again on the cheek.

Leaving only the boy's briefs on, Hirofumi licked his lips and purred at the sight. "Too bad he is powerful, or I might have claimed you for myself." He said as he pulled the boy up into a sitting position, straddling him to avoid any movement. He couldn't withstand running his fingers over the smooth skin and shuddered.

"Hey! No touching!"

"Shut up!" He snapped.

"Not fair! Why can you touch him and I cant?" The second man handed the hospital gown and frowned.

"Because I am the boss here and you're not!"

"Fuck you!"

"Stop bitching and help me with this struggling bitch!" He barked at his partner, Hirofumi jerked his hands suddenly and let out a sharp hiss, there was a long deep scratch along his arms and he glared at the growling sound.

"Fucking cat!" He cursed and tried to grab the cat but failed when Persia managed to leap past him and positioned himself for another attack with a continuous growling and hissing sound. Hirofumi took out his pocket-knife, ready to kill the cat when he'd try his second attack.

Ran saw the glimmer of the knife, knowing that the man would kill Persia. Pulling the last of his strength, he slammed himself forcefully against the man resulting in both of them fell down hard on the carpeted floor. The man hissed and cursed. Ran did not care as long as Persia would be okay and not hurt. He felt his hair being grabbed again, he struggled and cried out in pain and felt like he was electrocuted. He ceased his resistance and before he fell into a complete darkness, his thoughts were he didn't had a chance to see Crawford one last time.

Still cursing out loudly, Hirofumi lifted the boy and carried the limp body out to the waiting van.

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"How many times you're going to call Farfello? It's already late." Yohji asked when he saw his lover picking up their house phone for the fourth time after they reached the apartment.

"I just want to check, last one, I promise."

"Ch! That was what you said before."

Schuldig held his finger at his lips as a gesture for his lover to be silent. Yohji shook his head and went in to the kitchen making hot cocoa for both of them. He heard his lover's voice across the room talking to Farfello and walked back to the living room when he heard a click as a sign that Schu had done his call.

"So, what is Ran doing?" He asked as he flopped himself on the soft cushions.

"Sleeping." Schuldig answered, still standing.

Yohji got up and stood behind his lover, rubbing his neck, kissing it.

"That was nice."

"You look tense. Just helping you letting out that stress a bit."

Schuldig grinned."… or you still trying to persuade me to be bottom tonight?"

Yohji gave his lover a mischievous smirk and before his German lover decided to say anything further he leaned down and caught the other's lips in one long passionate kiss.

Schuldig, as much as he worried about leaving Ran at Crawford's home, let out a low rich moan as he felt Yohji's tongue, not seeking but demanding entrance, smiling genuinely he parted his lips and let his lover devour his mouth thoroughly.

He could hear his cell phone ringing.

"Leave it." Yohji whispered as he slipped his hands under his lover's shirt.

"It… might… be… important." Schuldig answered, sucking in a sharp breath as his feel his lover's finger pinching his nipple slightly and almost slipped the cell phone from his hands.

"No talking… " Yohji rasped and grabbed the cell phone, turning it off before throwing it on the sofa.

"Ooh… wicked."

Yohji pulled his lover closer, lifting his hips, pressing his body against Schuldig's as hard as he could, settling his hands around his lover's waist. Schuldig whimpered, feeling his member harden with desire when he felt Yohji's hardness push against him.

Clutching his lover's shirt tightly, he whispered, "Off!"

Yohji's gave his lover a sultry smirk; he didn't need to ask what his lover meant, he already knew and was happily divesting his own shirt off and waited for Schuldig to do the same.

They stood belly to belly, Yohji brought up his hands caressing his lover's body, loving each and every part of his body, his blood rushing when he felt Schuldig's hands all over him.

They embraced, touched, kissed and when Yohji couldn't stand up any longer, he guided his lover to the bedroom with their lips still locked.

No complaints from his lover for being under him tonight. He wanted to take time in their love making tonight. It was rare to see Schuldig giving in to his demand and he wouldn't want to waste his given chance. He stretched his lover quickly, adding a finger, scissoring, curling and lightly brush his lover's gland. Schuldig spread his legs further, moaning Yohji's name repeatedly. When he was sure that Schuldig was ready, he withdrew his hand and kissed his lover's lips before he could protest when he pulled fingers away.

Schuldig wrapped his legs around Yohji's waist and gasped when he felt him entering and made noises of pleasure as Yohji thrust in and out of him. He could feel his hands gripping his lover's back, dug his fingernails in, letting the desire course through his body and he screamed in pleasure caused by it. He began to move his body in rhythm with his lover's movements, rocking harder synchronized with Yohji's thrust.

The phone in Schuldig's room began to ring.

Ignoring the sound, Schuldig movements were getting urgent signaling his lover that he was reaching climax. Yohji's thrusts were getting brutal, hearing nothing except his lover's erratic breath underneath him when the phone switched to recording message.

Both lovers were about to reach their reach their peaks when they heard Farfello's breaking voice over the machine. "Th… they took Ran..." before the line went dead.

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Mini : Thank you so much.. you've been loyal in betaing this story. Ran's

insight on that particular night will resurface when the time

comes^^.

RuByMoOn17 : Here's the update for you. Hope you like this one too.

Lys() : I hope you received my mail and know what I have in mind about your request. ^__^

Anna Hibiki : I love OC very much too. So.. now you know what happened with Crawford and Ran alone in the room in this Chapter. I hope I did this right^^ Ken was afraid to tell Yohji because.. hmmm let say you tell your brother who is protective over you saying that I planned to have sex with this guy, do you think your brother will say `Yeah.. go ahead.. make my day!!' hehehe . I cant tell about Takatori, my muses seems didn't tell me their plan on Takatori.

Groundling : Hope you like with this update.. This is the fastest update I could get with all those stupid work that my boss given me.

Tygrrlyli578 : It seems that you got what you wish for in this chapter though I think not much^^ I'm not quite good in lemon writing. Don't be so angry towards Ken, he is just in love and will do anything for his happiness *sheepish grin. Hmm… accident… may be you know in the next chapter^^ At least you know what happen to Ran now.

Koji-chan : I enjoy your review and appreciate it. Really do. Because form there I know it's still worth writing this fic no matter how un-logic it is hehehe. And I hope you happy with this one too. Though I feel pity for Schu and Yohji, imagine you just going to reach climax and heard a bad news ^^ Oh!! by the way, did you know we have Crawford/Ran community? There's a fun reading lemon of Crawford/Ran fic there^^

More notes: I know some will confuse on Crawford/Ran thing. So, just to avoid confusion, no, they don't have sex, Crawford did stopped and about him with Ken.. the key word is vodka and Ken insight will be revealed.^^ Lastly, hope all of you enjoy this chapter too…. And to whoever read this story, thank you for the support^^