Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Die, Yohji Die ❯ Cheaters Never Prosper ( Chapter 3 )

[ 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.

Aya met Yohji for dinner at a riverside restaurant.

The two were each oddly quiet. Yohji unsure if Aya knew yet that he’d stolen FujiCorp’s idea and Aya unsure if Yohji knew that he knew that Yohji had stolen FujiCorp’s idea. Trying to play mind reader certainly wasn’t working out so Aya found the balls to bring it up first. “My company gave it’s presentation yesterday”

“Oh...” Yohji nodded. “So did mine.”

“Ito-san seemed impressed with the idea.” He wasn’t lying. Ito-san was impressed...when Yohji told it.

“Really?” the older man’s eyes nearly bugged out of his head.

“Why do you seem so surprised?”

“Well...”

“What? You didn’t think we had the brains to pull it off?”

“No, it’s not that.” Yohji became a little nervous. He wondered if he’d gotten all the information right at Ken’s house that day. Aya seemed pretty confident.

“Then what?” the redhead asked while taking a sip of water.

“I guess I was just under the impression that Boa Tree had already made up it’s mind to go with KudouKom’s plans.”

“Our idea really was best. So...well, you understand.”

“What was it about?” the curiosity was making Yohji’s heart pound wildly.

“Just a few simple policy changes, mostly concerning staff numbers.

“Aa-and what did Ito-san say when you told him everything?”

“Well, I’ll let you in on a little secret...The layout that FujiCorp came up with was a real hit. He said he’s eager to put it to good use.” Suddenly Yohji’s face seemed to be turning beet red. “What’s the matter?”

“Nothing,” the older man growled.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to boast. I know we made a pact not to talk about our respective business affairs. It’s just that I worked so hard on that case, night and day. I genuinely very proud of it.”

“Well, as you should be. You must have been very thrilled when Boa Tree announced they wanted to use your idea.”

“I would’ve been...if you hadn’t presented it first.”

“Oh!” Yohji laughed. “Is that what this is all about?” he asked rhetorically. He suddenly felt victorious again.

“Tell Boa Tree you stole my idea.”

“Why should I?”

“Do it by your own free will, or I’ll force your hand.”

“I’m sorry but, the answer is no. It’s not like you have any proof that that’s what happened in the first place. You seem to have a hard time dealing with the fact that I’m just as business oriented as you are. And now your jealous.”

“Jealous of what?!”

“The fact that I wanted success more than you. And I was willing to do or say anything to put my company on top. Something you didn’t have the balls to do.”

“This wasn’t about competition.”

“It’s always about competition with you and for once I finally beat you at your own game.”

“Yes, I’m very business oriented but, business and competition are not always the same thing. You went too far, Yohji Kudou. You’ve taken credit where credit wasn’t due. Ultimately you’ll end up falling flat on your ass once you’re unable to maintain the structure of the layout Fujicorp created, since you couldn’t possibly understand it the way the people who gave it life can. But, I don’t have the patience to wait for that to happen. I’m a man of action.”

“Do we have to talk about this now?” Yohji rolled his eyes. “We’re in a nice restaurant, it’s a beautiful day outside and we’ve always agreed that our private lives and our business lives should stay separate on account that your company rivals my own. Besides, what I did had nothing to do with you personally. It was FujiCorp I had to break. So, it’s rather inappropriate for you to spoil our personal time together with this conversation.”

“Fine,” Aya surrendered flatly. “But, your wrong, Yohji. I do want to success more than you and I am willing to do or say anything at this point to set the balance straight. I guess I should thank you for settling any qualms I had earlier.”
“Like?”

“Like whether or not I should blackmail you.”

“Blackmail?” the older man asked in an amused tone. “And what’s with you and the whole balance of the universe thing. Do you actually believe in that?”

“I dunno, maybe it’s just a silly superstition. Either way, I’m still prepared to hand over video tape to the media of you, me and a bottle of vodka during our vacation in Greece.”

“You wouldn’t dare.” Aya didn’t appear to be bluffing. “But, that doesn’t make any sense. It would ruin you too,” Yohji reasoned, still unconvinced by his lover’s threats.

“I’m already ruined thanks to you. It’s only a matter of time before word gets out to everyone in FujiCorp that the company rival who stole our ideas is also my bedfellow. Then, the finger pointing shall commence.” The redhead paused for a moment. “And the thing that would bother me most wouldn’t just be taking the blame but, the fact that I’m not the one to blame at all. I’m not the one you got the information from.” Yohji looked shocked with realization. “Catch my drift?” The older man nodded gently.

“We were on a break.”

“If that’s your idea of an apology. I don’t want it. Besides, I’m not asking for one. And being on a break suggests that we were just on a break. Like when you’re at work and you take a break, it means that you aren’t finished yet, the day isn’t over, you plan on getting back to your desk.”

“Okay, I’m sorry for cheating on you and I’m sorry for the lame excuse. But, don’t let that fuel your desire to blackmail me with something that would damn us both.”

“I told you, I’m just as willing to say or do anything that I need to in order to put my company on top. A place that is rightfully ours.” Yohji huffed words under his breath as he stared out of a window. “Now...you bow out gracefully by explaining the entire mess to Ito-san yourself. Or the tape hits the press.”

“How do I know you won’t still distribute it after I clear things up with Boa Tree?”

“I won’t have the need. And I’d be a fool to after getting everything that I want. I’ll just destroy the video, and this,” Aya said as he pulled a tape recorder out from under the table. “It’s back-up,” he explained. “Just in case you still decide to deny ever stealing from FujiCorp.”

“Great...I’ve lost my appetite.”

“Chin up, darling. It’ll all be over soon.”

+++
The sun sank in the wake of a lot of judgement calls. Only to rise once again.

“Ken,” Aya called. “Follow me to my office real quick.” The smaller boy did as requested. “Have seat.”

“Anything the matter?”

“Well, if you’re still interested in the job Touko is leaving behind, it’s all yours.”

“You’re kidding.”

“I don’t kid,” the older man said sternly. Ken held his breath with nervousness. “Just kidding,” Aya smiled.

“I have to admit. I’m really surprised. I mean, you sure made your decision pretty quickly.”

“A lot of time wasn’t necessary. Your resume said all of the things I’d have to just assume were true but, over the past couple of days your actions have said more than any piece of paper ever could. You’ve proven yourself to be a problem solver and you were honest with me when you could’ve kept your mouth quiet, even though it meant telling on yourself. That shows a lot of character.”

“No, it just means I’m a coward who couldn’t live with the guilt.”

“You’re a man of integrity. You hold yourself accountable for all of your own actions. A value that not everybody has the strength to posses. Just take a look at Yohji.”
Ken started to smile from flattery and embarrassment. “So, when did you first determine that I was right for the job.”

“Yesterday, during our last conversation.”

“Really? You coulda had me fooled.”

“I thought you would’ve figured it out on your own. After all, I called you by your first name during work hours.”

“That’s right!” the brunette remembered. “And only people from management have the privilege of being on a first name basis.”

“See, I knew you had problem solving skills.” Ken grinned brightly from ear to ear. “Now get the hell out of my office.”

Ken came to his feet and turned for the door but his legs began carrying him in the other direction and he made his way behind Aya’s desk, wrapping him in a warm embrace. “Thank you so much.”
“Okay, that’s enough,” the redhead said nervously. Ken started kissing his forehead. “Alright I mean it. Get off of me. Someone might walk in on us. The younger boy slightly unlocked his arms from around his boss and began looking down at him adoringly.

“I really appreciate you giving me this chance, Aya. So, if you ever need anything, just ask me,” Ken said in a playful tone.

“Great, and if you ever need anything,” Ken’s eyes lit up with the sound of the other man’s voice. “put it in the suggestion box. I check it every week.” The younger man shook his head in amusement and completely unwound his arms from Aya’s body.

“You’re a real tease, you know that,” Ken added sarcastically as he opened the office door.”

“That’s what I’m told.”

The younger man made an effort to leave but then, became still in his tracks. Steadily he walked forward from the threshold and Yohji entered Aya’s office. “Knock, knock,” the long haired man tapped on the door frame as he spoke.

“Yohji,” the other boy began. “Always a pleasure.”

“Is that so?”

“Nah, only havlf the time. The other half you spend continuously pissing me off.”

“You seem less angry than I pictured that you’d be.”

“Well, all is right in the world again since you confessed your crime against FujiCorp to Boa Tree. No more hard feelings.”

“What about, ya know...the cheating thing?”

“I’m over it. The fact that KudouKom had admit to fraud is fair trade. Especially being that no other company will want to touch you with a ten foot for the next few years.”

“Yeah, it sucks,” Yohji said unhappily.

“But, only for you,” Aya smiled. It was clear that the older man wasn’t nearly as amused. “We still on for dinner tonight?”

“Dinner?”

“Yeah, we’ve been trying to get reservations at the same place for nearly a month now. And tonight’s the night.”

“You mean you actually forgive me?”
“Even worse, I love you,” the redhead shrugged. Yohji pulled the same number Ken did by making his way behind Aya’s desk to snuggle up to him. He even sort of sat in the redhead’s lap. “But, Yohji...”

“Hm?”

“Try that again, and you’ll be pushin’ up daisies.”

“Gotcha.” They sat together in peace for a moment. “I should go now.”

“Okay, let me walk you out.” Aya led his boyfriend out the front doors of the office and returned shortly afterward.

Ken watched shamelessly. “I see you two have a settled your differences,” he began. “I’m happy for y–,”

“If he comes back, tell him to shove off.”

The boy looked stunned. “But, I thought you guys made up. Everything’s ‘sposed to be okay now.”

“You keep your friends close and your enemies closer. Yohji fits more into the latter group. If he refuses to leave and his tone gets nasty, don’t be afraid to either call security or make a citizen’s arrest yourself.” Ken was still under a spell of complete awe. “We have a love hate relationship. And we hate the fact that we love each other. It’s what makes us special,” Aya reasoned. “Besides, I need more time to prepare for his next attack. I’m thinking...decoy files.”

“It’s sickening how casual you make this all seem,” Ken responded.

“What?” the older man asked. He hadn’t been listening; busy brainstorming.

“Nothing,” the younger boy replied as his boss left the room. He looked over his shoulder, eyeing the red haired man as he walked down the hall to his office. Ken sat down and pushed himself underneath his desk. “They’re both nuts.”