Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Die, Yohji Die ❯ Loose Boy ( Chapter 1 )

[ 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.

Yohji’s boyfriend, Aya had demanded that their love affair take a break. It had become complicated and worn out from all the arguments, the displaced emotions and mind games. One day Yohji showed up at his lover’s job and came looking for him. He went up to the front desk, requesting to speak with Aya but, was turned away. “I’m sorry Sir, Fujimiya-san has left for the day,” said the sympathetic voice of a brunette haired boy. He could see that the older man was plagued with frustration and anxiety. Yohji slumped down in a chair in the waiting room. “Is there anything that I can do? Anything I can help you with?”

“I don’t believe so,” he shook his head. “Guess I’ll be going now before the rain starts.”

“Rain?”asked a concerned voice.

“Uh, yeah. A storm is supposed to pass over town. You didn’t hear about it on the news? They’ve been talking about it an awful lot.”

“Well yes but, they’ve been predicting it nearly all week with hardly a raindrop. I just assumed that today would be no different. I guess I should clear up and leave now too.”

“You look worried.”

“Oh, well I’m walking home today and I didn’t bring an umbrella so, I’ve got to hurry.”

“I can give you a ride,” the taller man offered kindly. “If you like,” he added.

“Thank you. I’ll only be a minute.”

Yohji stood there waiting, he’d completely forgotten about how angry he’d been just a while ago. Which was good, he’d been fuming since he woke up that morning. He saw the shorter man wave goodbye to his co-workers and come forward. “Shall we?” he asked.

“Yes. My name is Ken, by the way.”

“And I’m Yohji,” said the older man as he put out a hand.

“Please to meet you,” Ken said as he grasped the hand for a shake and looked directly into the other man’s eyes for the first time. They were a nice shade of green.

The two entered Yohji’s car and buckled up. Suddenly, speckles of water began to appear on the windshield. Yohji drove through the parking lot and up to the main road.

“Make a right up here, please.”
Without warning, the rain began to pick up in showers. “Aren’t you glad you didn’t walk home?”

“Definitely.” Thunder rang out after a white flash. “Whoa, that was a little...”

“Scary?”

“Yeah. And I’m not usually afraid of lightning but...”

“That was huge.”

“Yeah,” Ken smiled as he noted how well the other man was able to finish his sentences. “Just keep going straight, my apartment is–,” the boy could hardly get a word out edgewise before the next clap of thunder rumbled so hard it shook the car. “That does not sound good at all,” Ken said quite seriously.

“I know.”

“Now you’re the one who looks worried.”

“I am.”

“Do you wanna...come inside for a while? It’s no biggy. The least I can do after you spared me from walking home in all this.”

“Yes, please,” Yohji smiled.

“Make another right up at this parking lot. My unit has a garage. I’ll jump out and open it real quick.” Ken did so by first going through his apartment. Yohji pulled up and parked inside, completely grateful that he didn’t have to drive home in such crappy weather and best of all, that he didn’t get wet. The garage door closed down behind him and he followed Ken into the house. “Sorry that it’s kinda messy. I haven’t had time to clean up lately.”

“You’ve obviously never been to Aya’s house.”

“Who?”

“I mean your boss, Fujimiya-san.”

“Oh right. Why, is it dirty?”

“No, it’s filthy. And you have my permission to spread that around the office if you like.”

“I always imagined him as a neat freak. He’s such a perfectionist.”

“Well, I guess since he spends most of his time at work. He doesn’t clean much while he’s at home. It’s not a priority to him.” Yohji looked over at Ken. “But listen to me, going on and on about something you could care less about.”

“Oh no, I thought what you were saying was quite interesting.” ZAP. The Power went out. “I’ll go get some candles.” The younger man lit whatever he could find and placed them in safe places. “That’s a little better.” He came back to the living room to find the taller man on the couch. He looked comfortable and mellow. Ken sat down and they began a little small talk. He became aware of how attracted he was becoming to the older man and it made him blush. He began to look away more often than not.

“What’s wrong? Have I offended you somehow?”

“Mh Mh,”Ken shook his head.

“Do I scare you?”

“Uh no, no not at all,”the younger boy replied quietly.

Yohji scooted over and turned Ken’s face toward his before tilting his own head a little and gently pressing forward. The smaller boy reciprocated without thinking or rationale. Yohji pulled away with sort of a smirk.

Instinctively, Ken put his hand to his mouth, feeling that his lips were slightly quivering from the abruptness of it all. Then the guilt came. He’d just kissed his boss’s boyfriend. This was not good. Yohji swept in to kiss him again. “N-No,” he weakly protested and fidgeted away but, the older man grasped him by the arm and started kissing his young victim on the neck. “We should stop,” Ken finally uttered in as clear of a voice as he could manage. “Because, uhm...you’re I’ mean my b-boss, he...” the boy began to stammer again.

“Because what?” Yohji asked huskily as his kissing intensified.

“Uhm...”

Yohji took Ken’s hand and put it between his legs. He was pleased to feel Ken lightly squeezing and fondling him down there. It was obvious that he was finally beginning to loosen up and let his primal desires take over. “Mmm,” moaned the older man as his erection grew firmer. He could feel his pants being unbuckled and Ken slid down on his knees. “Yeah...that’s it,” Yohji encouraged when the first touch of the younger boy’s tongue wet the crown of his penis. The entire shaft became bathed in spit. Yohji lifted it and began to take dictation. “Lick my balls. Yeah, like that, like that...oh shit!”

The smaller man felt the throbbing of his own cock between his legs. It was being tightly restrained by his slacks and wanted to come out and play. He took the head of Yohji’s penis in his mouth once again and softly sucked with his tongue roaming around in gentle sweeps as he tugged on the taller man’s balls. Ken started fidgeting again. His own private parts really needed some attention. He was just about to move away when he felt a hand at the back of his head push him forward onto Yohji’s thrusting cock. He nearly gagged as the tip hit the back of his throat repeatedly. Soft moaning came from the older man and his fist clenched tighter into Ken’s hair. The brunette managed to bring his head back and look up. “Me now,” he begged slightly. Ken stood up and unbuckled his pants, shimmying them down his legs with his underpants. Meanwhile, his partner finished stepping out of his own pants and took of his shirt.

Yohji came to his feet and pointed at the couch. “Lay down.” The younger boy fulfilled the request and in moments was resting on his back. Yohji climbed over him backward and began to gently but firmly massage the shaft of Ken’s penis. He squeezed the head between two fingers and his thumb before taking the first lick. He fondled the head between his fingers again and then led it into his mouth. His lips made a sloppy mess of things as he began to bob up and down. He raised Ken’s legs from a relaxed position into and angled one. Yohji gripped the boy’s thighs with his arms to stop him from squirming so much. The younger man had nearly knocked them both off the couch, writhing from the pleasure and the pain of being so sexually sensitive in a spot that Yohji kept manipulating with his tongue. The larger man’s head descended further as he pushed himself down to suck a testicle into his mouth. He threw his head back twice, trying to stop his long locks from sliding in front of his face.

Ken kept his eyes bolted shut for the most part but, upon opening them he was presented with Yohji’s manhood, hovering above him. He put his hands on Yohji’s hips and slowly slid them to the man’s buttocks he urged them downward and soon they were nuzzled in his face. Ken nudged around the sack with his nose and licked whatever came into contact with the tip of his tongue first. He enjoyed teasing and tantalizing Yohji’s puckered opening. Lathering it with spit and the pre-cum that was still in his mouth. Suddenly, he could feel Yohji reposition himself, guiding his length passed Ken’s lips. The top boy was rocking his pelvis a bit to test the waters then, fully began to fuck Ken’s mouth again. Yohji thrust himself down Ken’s throat. “Mmphfff..mmmf–!” was all the younger boy managed to struggle out from his lips as he choked on a mouthful of cock. It was torture but, it was fun. He never had a man really take control and be forceful with him like this before. It was romantic...in a slutty sort of way.

The rocking came to a halt and the older boy slipped himself out. “Ohhh...” Ken softly whispered. His anus was being tickled and made wet while the finger loosening process began. Suddenly, his eyes widened. He hadn’t thought this far ahead. Were they going to go...all the way? “Yohji.”

“Yes?”

Ken hesitated, suddenly feeling stupid for ever bringing this up but, he had to. “What are we doing?” he asked quietly. Yohji became silent before climbing off of Ken. The younger boy sat up and the older man took a seat next to him. Yohji looked him up and down.

“Raise your arms.” Ken did so without understanding. But, then Yohji grabbed the hem of the younger boy’s shirt and lifted it over his head. “Nothing will happen that you don’t want to happen,” Yohji said in a sexy tone and took one of the other boy’s nipples into his mouth, suckling it harshly.

Ken could hardly resist. This wasn’t his personality, he wasn’t the type to jump in bed with anyone he’d just met but, this man was irresistible. He was charming, he was suave, he knew how touch like a real man should touch and what little time they’d spent together felt like a religious experience to Ken. It felt like he was losing his virginity again. That’s how intense the energy they produced had become. But, guilt still played a major role in Ken’s thinking so, he had to ask once more as he felt Yohji guide his stiffened member past the younger man’s entrance. “But, what about your boyfriend?”

His questions were interrupted by deep sensual kisses that made his concerns simply float away. And the thickness in his anal passage was enough to shut him up for at least an hour.

The younger boy took hold of his shaft and pumped it needingly. “You like that fagboy?” Yohji groaned. “You like it when I pound your ass?!”

“Uh, huh...” Ken nodded hastily.

“Awe, yeah. You’re ass is tight. Shit!”

The room was filled with the sounds of their body’s smacking together. Ken’s eyes rolled to the back of his head periodically as his prostate was fucked just the right way. He could tell that Yohji was beginning to fatigue. “Oh c’mon, finish inside me,” he begged nearly breathlessly.

“I think I’m about to blow!”

“Fuck yeah, cream me!” the boy demanded. “Ahh!” Ken shouted as his hair was pulled. The top boy pressed their bodies hard together, deepening the path of his schlong. “Damn...!” the younger man growled with a firm grip on his dick as he was first to come. His own semen flying forward and covering his abdomen. It was intensified by the ins and outs of his partner’s throbbing cock as it stretched his ass to the limits.

“Oh shit! Yeah, yeah, I’m gonna...Ohhh...” Yohji spurted his semen inside Ken’s sweat glistening body. He paused for a moment with his eyes clenched tight, savoring the feeling of pleasure that only sex can bring. “Uh,” he grunted, slowly removing his shaft from it’s place of happiness and releasing a small flood of sperm that dripped down Ken’s ass.

The boy reached down and felt his opening. He lifted his hand to his face and saw the gooey mess before licking his fingers clean. Yohji leaned over and kissed him, sharing the taste that Ken was currently enjoying. He then grabbed his shirt and wiped the boy up from ass to chest. They repositioned themselves on the couch and rested while rain continued to pitter patter on the roof outside.

When Yohji finally left they acted as if nothing had happened. The older man thanked Ken for giving him shelter from the rain and they parted with a smile. The younger boy just sort of put it out of mind somehow. That was, until he awoke the next morning and things really began to sink in. “What have I done? What did we do?” he asked himself. He was going to have to face Fujimiya-san at work today. How would he deal? Or worse, what if he’d been a pawn in Yohji’s plan to somehow get back at his lover and he’d spilled the beans about their little romp to the redhead. Ken’s breathing quickened. He pulled the covers up over his head. His face heated up with embarrassment, realizing that he may not have a job anymore when he got to work. And all over a one night stand, something he’d never committed before. Never had the desire to but somehow fell into one.

+++

Fujimiya-san did not show up for work early like he usually did. It wasn’t until lunch that he came in through the front doors. He’d been at a tiring meeting in another branch office. Something that Ken was unaware of. When he saw the disgruntled look on his employer’s face and took note of how late the man was, the boy’s mind began to wonder. He thought that Yohji and Aya must have fought that morning and he felt too angry to come in on time, or maybe he was busy disposing of Yohji’s murdered body! It most certainly explained his sour expression. “Ken, in my office,” the redhead demanded. A sickening feeling churned in the brunette’s stomach as he entered the little room. “Shut the door.” Ken swallowed hard, he’d kept it open on purpose. He wanted witnesses if something awful was about to go down. And hopefully, people liked him enough to interfere if Aya became violent. That is if they weren’t complete wimps. “Yesterday,” the taller man began.

[Oh, shit...] Ken thought to himself. He was totally unprepared for this confrontation.

“Someone stopped by before closing time.”

“Yes,” Ken answered shakily.

“What did he want?” Aya’s voice was stern and his eyes were unblinking, burning an invisible hole right through Ken’s brain.

“Uhm, uh...”

“What’s wrong with you? What’s the matter with your eyes. Why are the all watery, now? Are you high?! ‘Cause if you are..!”

“No, I just...Yohji came by and, he was looking for you,” the younger boy began to ‘fess up. “I told him you’d left for the day. Then...”

“That’s it? He didn’t ask you any more questions about me?”

“No.”

“Good.”

“In case you didn’t know, he’s my boyfriend as well as the head of this company’s biggest competitor and I think he’s trying to sabotage me by snooping around the office. I wanted to make sure he didn’t try to prod you for any information.”
“Oh, no. He came here just for you, nothing more. I think he...” Ken caught himself. He didn’t want to sound too curious or have unexplainable knowledgeable about someone he wasn’t supposed to know at all.

“What’s that?”

“Nothing.”

“Alright, get back to work. And if he ever comes ‘round here again, turn him away.”

Ken nodded and scurried back to his desk. “Phew,” he said quietly, when a hovering figure appeared before him. “Ah–!” Ken jumped back a little. “Yohji!”

“In the flesh.”

“You, you have to leave!”

“Don’t worry. I didn’t tell him anything,” the taller man smiled.

“Yeah, I figured that but, he told me if you showed up again to send you packing. Now please, pretend like I intimidate you and go.” Ken was actually rather afraid that Aya and Yohji would begin to argue and Yohji would eventually throw in his lover’s face what he and the not so innocent boy at the front desk had done yesterday.

“Bring him out here.”

“No. Just leave!” Ken urged.

“It’s okay Ken,” said a voice from behind. Ken felt a shiver crawl up his spine as he recognized it was Fujimiya-san. “I can take it from here.”

“So, why exactly am I supposed to hit the door.”

“You know why. And because I said so.”

“You and your crazy family still actually believe that me and mine are trying to steal secrets from your company. I bet you think that’s the only reason I’m dating you too.”

“Well, now that you mention it–,”

“Don’t even joke about that,” Yohji stated solemnly. “And stop listening to what other people think of me, it’s putting a rift in our relationship. Your mom your dad, everyone.”

“We can talk about this some other time,” the red haired man said in an aggravated tone.

“You’re never available when I try. I told you I came by here last night and no, it wasn’t to play spy for my own personal gain. So now is as good of a time as any.”

“Well...we’re supposed to be on a break anyway, remember?”

“That was your idea. And it’s just your way of avoiding everything.”

Aya noticed Ken, sinking into his seat. “Look what you’re doing to my employee! I knew this was some kind of trap. You really are here to sabotage me!”

“Not everything is about business Aya. Fuck!” Yohji turned away and stormed out of the office.

Aya looked down at Ken who had shrivled down into his seat. “You can take lunch now,” he said as if nothing had just happened. It was the sort of attitude he generally seemed to have. A dead one.


Ken nodded his head lightly. “‘Kay,” said a dull voice. All his strength was nearly gone from the worrying that he’d done.

+++

The work day ended. Ken smiled with satisfaction as he opened his umbrella. He’d remembered to bring it this time. It hadn’t began to rain yet but the sky was brewing with dark clouds and the wind was brisk. He scurried home and upon reaching the overhead of his doorstep, he folded the umbrella up. “Hm...not a drop,” he said looking skyward. Ken took the house key from his pocket and a wet sensation hit his head. Little droplets began to appear on the pavement. The door was jammed and seconds later it began to pour. “Dammit!” he cursed himself. He was in too much of a hurry to re-open the umbrella and by the time he got in the house, his hair was nearly soaking wet. He began to shut the door behind him when something pushed it open again. His heart skipped a beat. It scared him until he came into contact with what it was. “Not you again.”

“Problem?” Yohji smiled.

“This is wrong. We can’t keep, keep...meeting up like this. It’s crazy!”

“You mean we can’t even be friends? After all we’ve been through some pretty intimate times together.”

“No, not times. It was one time. You tricked me.”

“Tricked you?” Yohji dropped his jaw in amusement. “With what, mind control?”

“I don’t know! But, you knew that...”

“That what? That you were gonna be walking home in the middle of a storm then, I’d sneakily get you to invite me in so that I could bang you?”

“Yeah, that sounds about right.”

“Bullshit,” the older man smirked. He kicked the door shut behind him and locked it. Ken’s head jerked backward in shock. Yohji began to walk forward.

“What are you doing?” Ken started backing up as the distance between them shortened. Finally, he stood his ground, hoping it would make him seem less intimidated. “You should leave,” he said, trying to make his voice sound tough. Yohji just laughed in a giggly way.

“What are you gonna do, fight me?” the older boy taunted.

“Maybe.”

“Go ‘head. Throw the first punch.” Ken attempted to push Yohji away but the older boy took hold of his arms and pushed him against the wall. He struggled weakly while the taller man descended his mouth forcefully on top of his own. Ken squirmed and yelled muffled curses. It was no use, he was pinned and he could tell that Yohji meant business. The older boy’s pelvis was pressed firmly against him and his strong hands weren’t about to let go. “Give in to me,” said a husky voice before, “Ow!” Ken kicked him in the leg and managed to get way. “Ahh, shit!” Yohji sat on the floor, unable to bare the pain of standing an longer.

Ken walked over slowly. “Sorry,” he said in an small voice.

“Yeah sure,” the wounded boy replied sarcastically. “Man, I’ve been kicked before in my life time but not like that.”

“I play soccer.”

“Figures,” Yohji winced in pain.

The brunette began to feel bad and he kneeled down on the floor. “Lemme see.”

“What?”

“Roll up your pant leg.”

“You kicked me in the thigh too.”

“Then just unbuckle and pull them both down.”

“Ya know for someone who just put up a hell of a no-sex fight, you sure are eager to get my pants off again.”

Ken sneered. “Shut up and take off your pants. That is, unless you want me to start kicking again.”

“Okay, okay. No need to get aggressive.” Yohji undid his belt and pulled down the waist band of his pants. “Looks like the bruises area already starting to form.”

“I’ll get some ice.” Ken scampered off to the kitchen. He could hear his guest limping toward the living room. “Hey, where ya goin?”

Yohji came to a halt. “So, I’m guessing the couch was a bad choice,” he said looking over the empty spot he last saw it in.

“I’m sorry. The salvage company picked it up this morning. I was supposed to have a new one delivered this afternoon but, doesn’t look like that’ll happen anytime soon with the whether picking up as so strongly.”

“That’s quite alright. The floor will do. Ow, ow...” Yohji whimpered while lowering himself onto the hard floor.

Ken swept his bangs out of his face with his right hand and sighed, “Well, you can sit on my bed for now.”

“First you tell me to pull my pants down, now you want me on your bed. Ken I gotta tell ya–,”

“Bite your tongue,” the younger man barked with a stern look. Yohji seemed stunned. “Now follow me. Ken led them to his bedroom. “Go ahead, pull your pants back down and have a seat.” The older boy did as he was told.

“Cooold....” Yohji complained as Ken put an ice pack to his leg.

“That’s the idea. Hold it there for a while then, move it to the smaller bruise.”

Ken moved some of his belongings out of the way and threw any stray clothes that were on the bed into a hamper. “Thanks,” the taller man said rather calmly.

“What’re you thanking me for? I’m the one who hurt you in the first place.”

“I mean, for not sending me back out into the rain after our little encounter. And for not calling the police, I guess. You had that option.”

The brunette cracked a smile for the first time. “I think I can handle you. Alerting the police seems a bit much.”

“Aya wouldn’t say so. I’ve been sent packing dozens of times by the boys in blue behind him.”

“What, and you’re still together? That’s nuts.”
“Yeah,” Yohji replied quietly as he moved the ice pack to the second bruise site.” The smaller boy sat on the bed and had a look. “Does it seem any better?”

“Uhmm...maybe a little. Does it feel any better?” Ken asked hovering slightly. He suddenly felt a pair of eyes watching him. “Oh no, don’t you look at me like that,” he warned. “You must have come here today just to start trouble, didn’t you?”

“I told you. I want us to be friends. Sometimes it’s fun to be a little slutty, isn’t it?”

“Who me?! I’m not slutty,” Ken protested. “Yesterday was totally unlike me.”

“I wish I could believe that,” the taller man grinned, green eyes shimmering with amusement.

“Look Blondie, you do something to me. I don’t know what but, something. Maybe it’s your long hippie hair or those sunglasses you’re always toting around despite whether or not the sun is actually even out! You, you...”

“What, I trick you somehow? Do we really have to go down that road again?” Yohji asked quite seriously. “We’re attracted to one another. It’s simple. We’re a match. And while I’m both flattered and bewildered by your choice of words in reference to me, I–,” Yohji’s words were cut short when Ken suddenly pounced and attacked him mouth to mouth. “Mmm,” Yohji hummed, sinking into the kiss.

They broke apart slowly. “You’re doing it again,” the brunette stated in a shallow voice. You’re making me be bad.”

“Well, it’s not...that bad. Sometimes friends kiss.” Ken lightly nodded his head. “You wanna try it again?”

“Yes,” the younger man said almost desperately. He ripped off his own shirt and pushed Yohji down onto the bed, crawling over him. His eyes closed as the older man reached up to fondle his nipples. “Alright,” he surrendered. “We both know what’s gonna happen but–,”

“Oh shut up,” the older man butted in. “Less talk, more sex.”

+++

If Aya ever found out about the affair his boyfriend and his assistant were carrying out, Ken would be fired for sure, not so much for sleeping with his boss’s handsome beau but, for fraternizing with the enemy. True the redhead had done his share of lovemaking with his business rival but, he knew how to separate his private life from the professional. He never talked about work or kept any work related documents near Yohji’s view. He’d also turned down every invitation the green eyed man had given him to move in together. It was just too risky and Yohji had flat out confessed that whether they were bedfellows or not, he was going to stay competitive with Aya for as long as the red haired man kept his title as the executive of FujiCorp. It wasn’t anything personal, he just had the same professional drive that Aya did, if not more.

+++

Ken steadied himself while Yohji fucked upward into his tight ass. The expression on his face let the older man know that he was giving the brunette just what he needed. Yohji rested for a moment, laying flat on his back with Ken panting wildly over him. “I think my leg is beginning to bother me,” he breathed.

“Then just lay back. Let me do all the work.” Ken eased himself down onto Yohji’s cock until he could feel the other man’s pubic hair gently meeting the smooth skin of his butt. “Ohh...” the boy moaned. “Hurts so good...” Gradually, he began to bounce up and down. The bouncing quickened once he found his sweet spot.

“Work it,” Yohji groaned peacefully. “Yeah, milk me. C’mon fagboy, is that all you got?!”

“Ugh, uhh...!” Ken growled out. His body was beginning to ripple with sweat. The humidity outside exhausted him from time to time and he’d sit to rest a moment. The smaller man wiped his forehead with the back of his wrist.

“Poor baby,” Yohji teased. Ken smiled tiredly. “You want me to finish you?”

“Isn’t your leg still bothering you?”

“I think I can manage. Lay down on your side,”said Yohji as he patted an area of the bed. The younger boy did so as his partner pushed snugly up against his back and lifted his leg that was facing the ceiling. Yohji eased himself back inside of Ken’s body and began rocking into the other man’s opening. “Yeah...” he whispered to himself. The brunette somehow felt tighter in this position. He guessed that perhaps the weight of Ken’s abdominal muscles were to thank for creating the pressure that was squeezing his erection.

Ken made short cooing sounds while the back of his neck was kissed and fondled. The air cooled whatever skin had been licked or gently sucked on. The younger man felt Yohji’s body tense up behind him and pull him in close. Ken heard Yohji grunt shortly before the familiar feeling of fluid racing up his anal passage. It brought Ken to his edge. Semen thoroughly coated the brunette’s insides as the taller man gave his last few thrusts. Yohji exhaled deeply and slowly began to pull out. After resting a moment, the younger boy turned over to face his two time lover. Their eyes met and both told the tale of wanting to hug. They cuddled before something new came to mind. “Are you thirsty?” Ken asked.

“Yeah,”Yohji replied. He relaxed and waited for his little fuck toy to come back.

Ken went to the bathroom first, to wipe himself off and clean his rear. He washed his hands before walking naked to the kitchen. He was trying to get his thoughts together but, it was difficult and everything just got cloudy as questions and fears bumped into each other. This all wouldn’t be so bad if only Yohji wasn’t dating his boss. Ken rolled his eyes, silently cursing himself as he opened the fridge and pulled out a soda. He popped the top and took the first sip. It was refreshing and just what he need to clear his mind for a brief moment. He sighed and walked back to the bedroom where it was obvious that Yohji was falling asleep. The older man opened his eyes when he sensed that Ken was nearing. “It’s a Sprite,” the boy announced while offering the drink.

“Thanks.” Yohji took a few sips and handed it back to Ken.

“Look,” the smaller man started. “This is all making me very nervous and tense and confused.” He hesitated for a moment then, checked to see if his audience was actually listening. The answer appeared to be “yes” as a pair of emerald gems gazed back at him. “This is like a roller coaster ride with all of its ups and downs. The beginning doesn’t seem like much of a good idea except for the fact that it might be fun. The middle is exciting and a real thrill. But, at the end I feel all dizzy and–,”

Yohji began to shake his head. “Not another word,” he said calmly. It was a friendly tone that Ken hadn’t heard from him before. “Just crawl back into bed with me and rest.”

The younger man blinked. Something made him wanna trust this guy. He knew it must have something to do with the new pitch to his voice but, he was much too tired to think about it. Lying in bed with the man he’d just made love to seemed much more appealing.

+++

They slept peacefully for nearly two hours. Ken awoke to a strange sound. Looking to his left, he saw that Yohji was gone and a little note was left on the pillow.

“Thank you,” the note read. “You were wonderful...again.”

Ken smiled and raced to the window where he could see Yohji’s car pull out of the stall and drive away. It was now apparent that the sound that woke him was the front door being locked from the inside and then closed. Looking fondly down at his new friend’s handwriting, he noticed that a cell number had also been provided. He tucked the paper away in a drawer where it wouldn’t get lost and proceeded to change the bed sheets that the two of them had ruined earlier.

The brunette found his mind continually gravitating toward thoughts of Yohji. He was smitten. He was confused and most damning of all...he was beginning to think that perhaps he didn’t want this whole affair to end despite all of his earlier protesting.

After a quick shower and a little Tv time, Ken made himself dinner. He’d gotten accustomed to having company now. It wasn’t as fun being alone anymore and he longed for Yohji’s presence. He switched off the oven so that the existing heat would finish cooking his meal through and padded back down to his bedroom. He found the note Yohji had left and went back to the kitchen with it. For a moment, he actually wondered if it might be too soon to call. Ken didn’t want to seem to clingy but, he pushed himself to dial the older man’s number anyhow.
Yohji answered, “Hello.”

“Hi it’s me...Ken.”

“I know who you are,” responded an amused voice. “So what’s up?”

“I guess just called to hear your voice. I know that sounds stupid, especially after how I treated you earlier but, I can’t help it.”

“Oh really?”

“Yeah...” Ken blushed. “And I’m sorry if I called to soon or...”

“That’s what I left my number for, so that you could call whenever you felt like talking to me. I honestly thought you might ball it up and trash it.”

“I’m glad I didn’t,” Ken said smiling deeply. “So, what are you doing? You sound distracted.”

“Trying to rustle up some dinner.”

“You know...you could always come over and eat with me. Well, eat and then fuck,” Ken said shamelessly.

“Not this time but, maybe later this week. I’d really love to.”

“It’s a date.”

“Perfect. I gotta go now. But, call back anytime.”

“I will. Goodnight Yohji.”

“Goodnight.”