Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Celebrity Is... ❯ I Want to Believe ( Chapter 6 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Disclaimer: Nope, don't own Weiss Kreuz nor am I profiting from this, it is for pure reading enjoyment. The wonderful Koyasu Takehito is the creator.

“And now it gives me great pleasure to welcome Yohji Kudou onto the stage with me. Come on up here, Yohji!” the auction host said over the microphone. The crowed applauded as the actor ascended the stage.

“Well, I was gonna tell some cheesy jokes when I got up here but, I don’t know any,” Yohji shrugged and smiled. The audience laughed. It was hard not to be in love with anything and everything a man like him had to say. “So, I guess I’ll get to the point here. As you all know this auction is for, is for...” the actor stammered a bit when he saw a red haired person walk down the main aisle. But, as the figure got closer it turned out to be a woman with a cropped hair cut. “I’m sorry ladies and gentleman,” he began to apologize but also saw it as a great way to do damage control for drawing a blank during his speech. “I’m a bit emotional at the moment because I just came back from the funeral of a good friend. And it makes me think of all the other friends and family members out there who will not suffer a premature death like my friend Jack because this auction will help provide better health services for people who really need it. Especially, senior citizens.” The long haired man was handed a large white card that was folded over horizontally. He opened it up and beamed another smile. “I’m proud to announce that we have raised, drum roll please,” Yohji turned to the band in the corner who playfully did as requested. “This morning we’ve raised over seven-hundred thousand dollars!”

There was clapping and cheering from everyside of the room. The band played while balloons came down from the ceiling and Yohji waved to the crowd before exiting the stage. The young man’s smile disappeared once ducking into the lounge that lead to the restroom. He felt so anxious inside. The lounge door swung open and Mr. Shinuki entered.

“Yohji, everybody’s lookin’ for you. They wanna take pictures.”

“Okay,” the younger man breathed.

“Nice save by the way when you brought up your friend. For a minute there you looked like a deer caught in the headlights. What was goin’ on?”

“Nothing. I’m just really tired.”

“If you say so. But, come out already. There’s great food out there.”

“Sure. In a minute,” the green eyed man nodded. “Wait.”

“Yeah?”

“About Fujimiya...”

“Oh don’t worry about it, as soon as his transfer request goes through, he’ll be sent to another client and they’ll set you up with another one too.”

“Transfer? I thought you said he resigned.”

“Transfer, resign whatever. Bottom line, he doesn’t wanna be your bodyguard anymore. I don’t know what you did to him but, apparently I’m not the only one you drive crazy. Anyway, I gotta go before all the cake is gone!”

As soon as his agent left, Yohji sat on a chaise against the wall. He willed himself to turn his cell phone back on and deep down inside, hoped that had Ran left some sort of message. There weren’t any but, that didn’t stop him from calling the redhead himself. There was no answer, all three times no answer. “Shit!” he threw his phone across the small room and the battery cover popped off as it collided with the wall. Clearing his mind a minute, the actor was able to focus again. He picked up his phone and put it back together before returning to the festivities outside.

+++

Yohji wondered if he should go to Ran’s house, wondered if he even remembered how to get there. He kept looking at his watch estimating it’d be safe to leave the charity function within another five minutes or so. It was important to establish himself among so many new and prominent faces of the community, his boost in popularity counted on it.

An older blonde woman approached Yohji by from behind by putting a hand to his shoulder. Any other time, he would have stepped aside and given her a rotten sneer, he hated being touched by strangers but, now wasn’t the time nor place. He simply turned around and tried to form a smile “Hello,” he greeted, very happy with himself for not biting her head off once realizing who she was. Her name was Gretta and she was a big-time fashion designer beginning in the early nineties. However, the shimmery navy blue dress she was wearing wasn’t very fashionable at all. It came well above her knees and somehow didn’t seem appropriate for a woman in her mid-fifties.

“So sorry to hear about your friend, my dear,” she cooed.

“Thank you, I appreciate it.”

“What did he die of, if you don’t mind me asking?”

The woman’s fingers gently kneaded Yohji’s shoulder. The actor sort of looked at the length of her arm connecting to him and tried not to make a face. “Uhm, it was his heart.”

“Oh dear. Well...” Gretta moved in closer and gave the young man a hug, careful not to spill anything from the champagne glass in her other hand. She leaned into Yohji’s ear. “I do hope your heart will find a way to cope.” She loosened her embrace. “If you ever just need someone to talk to, don’t hesitate to look me up. I’m sure you’re agent has my number on file somewhere.”
“Thank you again.” The designer winked an eye at Yohji and then moved on.
“Criiiinge...” the long haired man whispered to himself once he knew that Gretta was no longer in earshot.

“This is where she comes to pick up young men,” said a stray voice. Yohji jumped.

“Shinuki, you just scared the crap out of me!”

“Sorry,” the older man came forward. “Anyway, she looks forward to all these charity events and other social gatherings that are co-hosted by pretty young things like you.”

“Is that the reason for the dress?”

“It’s the reason for anything she wears or does. So, don’t drink anything she offers you. It might have Date Rape in it.” Yohji raised an eyebrow. “I’m serious.”

“Do you think it’d be rude if I took off now?”

“Nah, people will just think you’re still sad about the funeral you went to earlier. Go ahead and get out of here.”

Yohji posed for a few photos in the parking lot to appease photographers before climbing into his car and taking off. He chewed at his thumbnail during a red light. Feelings of anxiety took hold of him whenever the thought of Ran popped into his mind and those thoughts came often. “Speak of the devil...” he said to himself. “Do my eyes deceive me?” The actor spotted his former bodyguard in the parking lot of a supermarket. Yohji immediately pulled up and parked in an adjacent stall as the redhead loaded groceries into his car from a shopping cart. “Hey,” the actor called while stepping out of his vehicle. “What are you trying to do, kill me? How dare you just walk out on me like that!”

Ran stopped what he was doing for a moment. “You’ll have another bodyguard in no time, it’s not that big of a deal.”

“That’s not what I’m talking about. You couldn’t even come talk to me first, you just decided I wasn’t worth sticking around for anymore? Decided that I could just forget all about what you mean to me and what I mean to you?”

“I decided that it was time for me to move on.” The red younger man closed the trunk of his car and started to push the shopping cart to a cart return station. His former client followed.

“Give me a real reason.”

“Conflict of interest,” the redhead stated while walking back to his car.

“Okay, expand on that.”
“Well, first of all I neglected to tell you about my relationship with Lydia and when I finally did it was only to hurt you.”

“No it wasn’t, it was just to keep me from getting too close. I realized that at the auction today when I heard that you’d resigned. I couldn’t stop thinking about the last time I’d seen you. The way you looked at me when you told me about her...you didn’t look proud or happy,” Yohji shook his head. “And I was right when I said she didn’t make you happy, that it was the reason you catered to me so much. Wasn’t I?”

“Stop acting like it makes any difference.”

“It does,” the taller man said firmly. “You aren’t obligated to share the details of your intimate life with me and you never were. But, the reason it matters to you is because you care about me and you can’t bare the thought of keeping anything from me. I know because I feel the same way. That’s why I need you to know that I love you.”

The red haired man shrugged his shoulders. “I’ve heard that line before.”

“Not from me.” The green eyed man kept his gaze focused. “How about we give one of those old cliche love scenes a chance? We should kiss and if you can honestly say afterward that you didn’t feel anything, I’ll leave you alone. But, if you feel everything, you have to come home with me tonight.”

“What if I don’t want to?”

“You don’t have a choice.” Yohji backed the redhead into his grocery filled car and pressed their bodies together. Their faces were inches from touching when the taller man tilted his head and went in for the kill. Just having their lips meet was a true treasure and the tongue play was an added bonus. Suddenly, there was the sound of clapping. The long haired man broke free of the kiss to see that a small crowd had drawn around the couple. “Hi...” the actor smiled and tried to unpin his body from Ran’s.

“Yohji,” the redhead grabbed the taller man by his waist and held him in place. “Don’t move.”

“You ready for another thrashing?”

“No, I...” Ran looked downward and Yohji’s eyes followed.

“Oh, okay. Well, we’ll just stand here a few seconds until it goes down.” The older boy tried not to laugh. “You know, I think you may be my biggest fan,” he teased. “Oh, and be ready to get it back up once we get to my house. It’s clear that you felt something for me after that kiss. Actually, I can kinda feel it against my leg too.”

“Yohji!”

“Okay, okay. No more dick jokes.” The long haired man quieted himself for a moment. “Hey how many dicks does it take to screw in a lightbulb?”
“Enough!”

+++

Yohji went home immediately in order to freshen up a bit while Ran had gone to his own house to drop off groceries. Upon walking in the front door he saw that his entire apartment had been ransacked. “Aspirin,” the actor said to himself. “Where is it?” He had a sudden feeling of pressure encase his head. His eyes hurt a little too. Stumbling toward the kitchen, he heard his front door unlock and looked in that direction, his vision was blurred. “Ran?”

“Yeah, it’s me. What the hell happened here?”

“I dunno. I came home and...” The taller man put a hand to his head.

“Yohji!” Ran moved quickly to catch the other man as he swooned. “Are you okay?”

“I need some aspirin.”

“Okay, okay. Just let me get you to the bed first.” The redhead picked up his friend in both arms and carried him to the bedroom. “Lay down and I’ll be right back with some medicine.”

Ran briefly checked the house for intruders before returning with aspirin, a glass of water and some cheese and crackers incase Yohji hadn’t eaten anything earlier. “Thanks, I’m actually kind of feeling better now that I’m laying down.” The long haired man sat up and began with a couple mini sandwiches of the cheese and crackers before taking the medicine. He was astonished to feel the red haired man gently massaging his head. “That feels good.” After another minute or two, the older boy hugged his friend and slowly eased him down onto the bed. Everything else came natural. They helped take off each others clothes until Yohji was completely in the buff and Ran was stripped down to a short pair of boxers that gave the long haired man’s hand easy access up one of the legs. The actor felt around until the tips of his fingers felt something interesting. “Whoa,” Yohji began. “Whoa, whoa, whoa,” he smiled and pulled the rest of the redhead’s underpants down. “Okay, spread ‘em.” The lavender eyed man opened his legs and lifted his manhood. “Tame, no-nonsense, Fujimiya not only has a tattoo that I’m just noticing but a guiche piercing as well?! You naughty thing, you.” Yohji leant down to lick the tattoo on the left side of Ran’s pelvic area. “A red rose for a redhead, it makes sense.”

The older boy reached up and gave his partner a tender kiss on the mouth that rang a puckering sound throughout the room before descending his face between Ran’s legs. He longed to taste the piece of jewelry located in the bodyguard’s perennial area. Stretching his tongue out, he took the first slow lick and then another and another before the licking turned into desperate lapping. They both started to moan a little and the younger man forced Yohji’s entire face down onto his manhood, grabbing his hair and pulling it whenever the pleasure became too high. Ran became especially sensitive when the long haired man sucked the underside of his sac and wiggled his tongue along the redhead’s piercing. “Down,” he said sort of lightly. It started out as a command but, suddenly just became a request once thinking twice about what Yohji’s reaction might be.
“What?” the actor asked playfully. He knew what the red haired man had said but he didn’t like the fact that Ran kept trying to tame himself just as his wild side came out. “Tell me again.”

“Down.” The younger man’s voice was heavier this time. He knew that his partner needed to hear more conviction in his voice and it felt good to do so. He told himself to just let go, have fun, experiment. It was just hard to do so after being with Lydia for so long. He always felt like everything he did, including his lovemaking, was being put under a microscope with her and it kept him from really enjoying himself. Yohji was her exact opposite, he was a free spirit whose idea of perfect was anything and everything. [Yesss...] Ran thought, closing his eyes while Yohji began making circles around his anus with a soft tongue. “Ah, yeah,” the redhead sighed as his lover’s tongue pushed against his opening to gain entrance. He could feel lots of spit being applied and a finger entered. It was all a very clear indication that Yohji was ready to be inside of him and the very thought made the red haired man moan, especially as a second finger was added into his body. “Ohhh...”

“I’m not hurting you am I?”

“No, it feels great. Don’t stop.”

“Oh,” the actor laughed. “I have absolutely no intention of doing so. I want you so bad right now.”

“Just fuck me.”

“You’re not really loose enough yet.”

“I don’t care. Just–just shove your whole dick in me!” begged a the violet eyed man. He bucked his hips upward and impaled himself further onto Yohji’s fingers.

“Okay baby.” The actor spit into the hand he’d been using to finger the bodyguard and coated his penis with it. He spit a second time for extra lubrication holding Ran’s thighs apart and guided his length into the younger man’s entrance. He furrowed his eyebrows slightly and bit his lower lip as the head pushed through. As soon as the crown popped in, the rest of the shaft went in rather easily. “Damn, you’re tight,” Yohji exhaled. He looked onward as the red haired man became less and less inhibited, touching himself and tweaking his own nipples.

“I want you to come in me.”

“Hey, we’re not at that part yet. Just calm down a little.” But, Ran didn’t seem to want to calm down at all. He kept forcing himself harder onto the actor’s erection, moaning and clutching the bed sheets for dear life. When Yohji got a good rhythm going he couldn’t help but look onward in awe at how deprived the red haired man had obviously been all this time of real affection. The redhead drank it up so quickly, like a man lost in the desert who finally finds a plethora of water at some fabulous oasis that also has a telephone to call for help with.

The mood was intense but, then it just changed. Ran put his hand to his face and began rubbing his eyes. “Wait,” he said.

“What’s wrong?” The long haired man took his lover’s hand away in order to look him in the eye. “Please baby, let’s not stop.”

“I don’t want to. I just feel so happy right now and that made me angry.”

“How so?”

“It just made me think of...Lydia. All the bullshit she’s put me through. But, I also came to the realization that I let her do it to me. I’m to blame for a lot of my own sexual and spiritual dissatisfaction and that hurts. I wasted so much time. I–,”

“Hey,” the green eyed man interrupted. “Do you see her around?” Yohji rubbed the younger man’s legs lovingly. “No. You’ve ended that chapter of your life. The only way you should possibly feel miserable is if you were in her bed right now instead of mine.” The taller boy rested himself on top of his lover and Ran wrapped his legs around the other man.

Just kissing felt so good. They felt safe in each others embrace and the rocking of their love making was so blissful. The squeaks from the bedsprings and taps of the headboard even began to sound like music. Sliding himself in and out of his lover’s body, Yohji took hold of Ran’s manhood and pumped his fist around it. He really didn’t think he could prolong his orgasm much longer and wanted to make sure that his partner wouldn’t be left without one. The long haired man came first. His eyes were shut tightly and it was hard not to just collapse from exhaustion. After beginning to go limp, he slipped out of Ran’s body but still kept a hand around the redhead’s penis.

The red haired man reached down to fondle his bottom. Upon, touching his stretched hole, semen coated his fingertips. He rubbed the milky mess over his lips and across his chest. Yohji kissed him, his tongue pushed the semen from the bodyguard’s lips into his mouth. Being fed his lover’s sperm in such a loving way made him come. His legs shook when it happened and he clutched the older boy near. The long haired man clutched back as the front of his body was bathed with Ran’s seed.

They laid there, panting in afterglow. Another rich feeling swept over Yohji as he kissed the younger boy’s sweaty forehead. He wasn’t sure about the exact words for it but, he tried to express himself anyway. “Being with you, Ran...I almost feel weightless. I know that’s corny but, I don’t care.” Suddenly, there was a slam and both of their bodies jolted in the bed. They each looked at one another. “Holy shit,” Yohji said slowly. Instinctively, his bodyguard began climbing out of bed. He looked under it but, there was nothing and no one.

“The bed was floating, how the hell...!” The redhead began walking all around the perimeter looking for some logical explanation.

“Maybe, it’s us. I mean it’s not unheard of for strange things to happen when really intense emotions are created. We did just make love for the first time, I think it qualifies.”
“I dunno, Yohji. That’s pretty far fetched”

“Well, what do you think it was?”

“Maybe it just felt like the bed was in the air. When it slammed on the floor, it almost felt like an earthquake does, just different somehow.” Eying the rest of the room, Ran looked at Yohji again. “Time to wash up don’t you think?,” he shyly smiled.

“You’re face looks good like that.”

“Like how?–Oh,” the redhead put a hand to mouth and rubbed his cheeks.

+++

They didn’t take long in the shower. Just enough to feel fresh before snuggling into a couple towels. When they emerged from the bathroom, Yohji started complaining about his head again. He sat on the edge of is bed and rubbed his temples. Quickly, the shorter man went to the kitchen and fetched the aspirin and water once more. “No, I need something stronger this time. Go into the medicine cabinet and get the stuff in a purple labeled bottle.”

“Okay, I’ll be right back.” Ran opened the medicine cabinet and scanned his over it’s contents. [Here we go,] he thought while picking up the right bottle. “Crap. I think you’re all out,” the man called after shaking it. He shut the cabinet door back and saw a figure in the mirror, creeping up behind Yohji. “Hey!” he yelled and whipped around.

“Honey!” the actor put his hands to his ears. “I’m sensitive right now.”

Frantically, the bodyguard searched around the room. “I saw someone,” he said angrily. “They were right here! I saw them in the bathroom mirror.”

“It probably just looked like someone was in here. Mirrors, lighting. It can play tricks on your eyes,” Yohji assured the younger man. “Anyway, let’s get going to the corner store. I can’t take this headache anymore.”

+++

The two men redressed themselves. Ran stood next to the couch while his lover searched for his house keys. “Dammit, I know I put them right next to the phone. Where the hell could they be?” Suddenly, he heard a jingling sound. “You found ‘em,” he smiled and looked toward the redhead.

“What? No.”
Yohji made a face. “C’mon just give ‘em to me.”

“I told you I don’t h–,” in mid sentence, the set of keys came flying at the back of Yohji’s head.

“Shit!” He spun around and found his house keys on the floor.”

“Pick ‘em up and let’s go. C’mon!” Ran urged and the long haired man didn’t waste any time. They didn’t say anything to each other they just hauled ass out of that apartment building without once looking back. The actor’s green eyes were turning red with frustration and fright. “Don’t worry, I’m gonna...I’m gonna–,”

“We have to go to Aunt Tila’s.”

“Who?”

“She’ s a psychic. She’ll know what to do.”

“Oh, come on Yohji. Bullshit.”

“Yeah, that’s the same response we’ll get from anyone on the security team if we tell them what happened. You know me, I do things differently from most people. But, it always turns out okay, right?”

“Right,” the redhead nodded. “So where is this place?”

+++

Aunt Tila ran her psychic business from home in a garage that she’d converted into a festively decorated office area. “I’m sorry I don’t have an appointment, Auntie. I’m just really desperate right now,” Yohji apologized

“I had a feeling you might be coming by. My spirit guide told me.” Ran rolled his eyes. “And whose this bit of sunshine you’ve brought with you?”

“He’s uhm,” Yohji tried to think of what role the redhead now possessed in his life. Nothing official had ever really been discussed. “He’s a lot of things,” the taller man began adoringly. “Best friend, bodyguard–,”

“Lover?” the psychic pried with a grin.

“Yeah, maybe a little of that too!” Yohji simply beamed, looking over at the lavender eyed man. The redhead melted a little and unfolded his arms in effort to try to be more open minded about this whole thing.

Yohji explained all of the weird occurrences that had been plaguing him at home and Aunt Tila listened intently. “Doors opening and closing, that’s typical but, you say it’s escalated to the point that your keys were thrown at you. I don’t understand that part. I don’t k now what would have triggered it.”

“I should’ve known something was wrong as soon as I first came home from my friend’s funeral to change clothes. I had this headache. It keeps coming back.”

“You were at a funeral today?”

“Yes.”

“Uh, oh.”

“What?” asked Ran who had suddenly become very interested.

“It sounds like your apartment was already haunted but a door opened up after coming home from a funeral because of cemetery dust.”

“So, what do we do?”

“Shampoo that whole damn house is what you do. Any surface you walked on after being at that cemetery needs to be cleaned. The shoes too, get them out of the house first.” The woman shivered. “I get this feeling that something really wrong is going on in your building. A spirit is trying to get your attention.”

“Who?” Yohji asked.

“I dunno but, I get the feeling that if you do a little investigating you might find out what it wants.”

“Is it male or female?”

“Male,” Ran answered. Both the older boy and the Aunt Tila looked at him with surprise. “That third voice on the recording. I get it now.”