Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Endless Circle ❯ Less Alone Together ( Chapter 6 )
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By: Vampire Louis 
Aya and Yohji finally open their eyes to see...? *The final chapter before the ep*
Anime/Manga: Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Angst | Type: Songfic | Uploaded On: 02.04.2003 | Updated On: 02.05.2003 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.1K | Visits: 764 | Status: Completed
Aya and Yohji finally open their eyes to see...? *The final chapter before the ep*
Anime/Manga: Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Angst | Type: Songfic | Uploaded On: 02.04.2003 | Updated On: 02.05.2003 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.1K | Visits: 764 | Status: Completed
Title: Endless Circle
Chapter: 6 - Less alone together
Rated: PG
Warnings: Shounen-ai!!!!!! (AxY aka RxY)
Legal stuff: Well... I think it's obvious but I'll state it anyway. I don't own Weiss or the song Endless Circle and umm... please don't sue me? I'm poor... seriously...
Other: Endless Circle is by a wonderful group called: November Project. And Bury My Lovely is by the other wonderful group known as: October Project.
Other: THANK YOU! To all my wonderful readers and all those who have review this story so far! You're all lovely and I appreciate all your comments and other wonderful things you've said in supporting this fic. Thanks for sticking with me guys and gals! Kudos to you! Oh yeah... and a big thanks goes out to the editor as well. ^-^;
This -is- the last chapter of Endless Circle. However, since I said this is R and it hasn't exactly been rated R there WILL be an epilogue. And no... there really isn't a point for it other then to give myself and excuse to write some quality smut.... that's an oxymoron if I ever saw one. Anyway, if all goes as planned the ep will be fun for you and me... or lame for you and fun for me... which ever comes first.
Notes:
**~*~**
... = Bury My Lovely Lyrics
**~*~**
---------------------------------------------------- --
~*~
... = Endless Circle Lyrics
~*~
------------------------------------------------------
**~*~**
Cover the madness
Cover the fear
No one will ever
Know you were here
**~*~**
Laying in bed he watched swirls of smoke play in the air above him before escaping out the open window beside him. Turning his head he looked at the clock that read 5am. Another night without any sleep, wonderful. He sat up at last, abandoning all hope of even getting an hour's worth of sleep while slowly stretching out his muscles in a cat-like manner.
Had he not slept he would have believed that yesterday was a dream. How long did he and the red head sit under the cherry blossoms? Minutes? Hours? He lost track of time, for nothing, including time, seemed to matter in those precious few moments when he and Aya were content... together. A new feeling was burning inside of him and had begun to chase away the sorrow that had long since worn out its welcome with its deplorable presence.
The curve of his lips caused a rare thing to occur on his face. A smile. Damn it felt good to smile. Smiles were few and far between. True smiles that is. He smiled all the time but he couldn't feel them. This one, and the one he wore yesterday.... these smiles he could feel and they resonated throughout his entire body to pacify him for a few moments. A break from life was a smile from a memory that long ago had brought him joy.
~*~
Nothing better, nothing worse
Nothing but the universe to deny
~*~
He got up and dressed and made his way downstairs, feeling the floor creak a bit beneath his heavy feet. The floor was nice and cool and felt like a wonderful contrast to his skin which was dumping out heat and would soon be nearly as cold. Nature's way of trying to get things to reach a state of equilibrium and return to chaos. He smirked and ran a hand through the long locks of honey blond hair. Not today nature. He had other plans for today.
Walking into the kitchen he heard someone making some noise as if they were making breakfast. Omi must have been up. He stretched as he walked in then paused with surprise to find none other then Aya in the kitchen. He shouldn't have been so shocked, Aya was always up at the crack of dawn, but still... he hadn't been expecting him. When amethyst eyes turned and looked at him he could tell there was the same surprise in them that he had felt. Neither of them had expected the other.
**~*~**
A figure in the hallway light
Returning like a ghost
Something that was left behind
Something in a child's mind
**~*~**
"Morning." Yohji was the first to speak, as usual.
"What are you doing up?" That was Aya for you, it probably -would- have killed him to say 'Good morning Yohji' or 'Did you sleep well Yohji?'
"I couldn't sleep."
"You too?" Now there was something different. Although it was semi-apathetic it was still there. But now the real question picked at Yohji's mind.... why couldn't -Aya- of all people sleep? Nightmares? Longing? Boredom? Masochism? Who knew with their stoic leader.
"Yeah... me too...." He murmured and took a seat at the kitchen table instead of bothering Aya with a stupid question that he was pretty sure Aya wouldn't have answered anyway.
Sitting back a little Yohji smiled to himself contentedly until Aya poured himself a cup of coffee then turned to Yohji.
"Coffee?"
A rather sudden vision transcended before Yohji's eyes without a moment's hesitation. It was April and the sun was peaking through a nearby window to greet the two of them sitting at the table eating peacefully. No pain. No sorrow. No guilt. Just contentment with themselves and everything around them.
Between bites they would talk softly and share little smiles then turn back to the food and the morning paper or a book that had caught interest. Neither of them were in direct danger and nothing... nothing seemed out of place.
"I love you..." Came a gently hushed murmur from one.
"I love you too..." Came the followed return without missing a beat.
As if blasted out of his seat, Yohji suddenly backed up and jumped to his feet, halfway falling over in the process. He stumbled to catch his balance while the grip of the vision faded from him. Aya was staring at him holding the coffee pot still with a rather questionable look written clearly across his finely featured face.
"No coffee?"
Yohji didn't bother to answer, he simply turned on his heel and dashed out the front door. He didn't know where he was going, he didn't even know why he felt the sudden urge to run away from Aya and the vision he had just seen but he did and there he was, standing outside in the rain. Barefoot and still in a pair of pajama pants and a white T-shirt.
**~*~**
Bury my lovely
Bury the lies
Bury me under
A thousand goodbyes
**~*~**
Raining. Why was it always raining here? Sudden anger flashed through him and he screamed out in frustration, not caring who heard him curse the sky and everything under it. His built up anger surged through his veins as he turned and kicked over a few garbage cans while angrily throwing anything he could get his hands on to the other side of the street. Frustration. Anger. Confusion and Pain. All these left him in one more scream as he finally dropped to his knees in a puddle that wanted to consume him. A puddle he would have gladly let drowned him if it wasn't for the fact Aya was standing out there watching him now. The rain filled in the gaps of silence and tears covered the dry parts of skin that the rain couldn't exactly reach.
~*~
At the end of an endless circle
I know what I'm searching for
Somehow every time that I leave you
I love you even more
~*~
"Yohji?" Aya's voice echoed in his ears and hammered through his head pounding out a sound that slowly came to be known as his name. That's right... Aya had said his name.
**~*~**
A shadow from another time
Is waiting in the night
Something happened long ago
Something that will not let go
**~*~**
"I was so stupid..." He breathed to the muddy puddle below him.
"What?" Aya blinked, he sounded more confused then annoyed, which is not what Yohji had expected and for some reason... it set him off. Yohji scrambled to his feet and wavered a bit as his darkened jade eyes watched the swordsman before him.
"I said I was stupid! I was SO stupid to think that I could love you and that you could love me!"
Aya's eyes narrowed to slits as he remained motionless and otherwise unaffected by the words Yohji had practically spit out at him. "You love me?" was the only other thing he could think to say in response to Yohji's confession.
"I said it, didn't I?"
"Why?"
"Why?! Because you're a stupid, tragic, arrogant, beautiful moron. I love you because... because..." Yohji let out a sigh and lowered his head, "...because you're just like me."
Aya blinked and arched an eyebrow at this, "What?"
"I'm saying, Aya, that we're both killers. We both have tainted souls. We both understand what it's like to lose the one we love the most and we both know that gnawing emptiness that is burning us both alive. We're both too broken beyond repair. Guys like us.... guys like us can't have families... we don't have any hope left. Joy is meant for others, free from the tragedy we create. We both belong to the dark-" He paused to catch his breath then blinked a few times as if a sudden new realization dawned on him, "Or is it too late for us? Aya... are we already dead?"
Yohji's cheast heaved as clouds of breath hung in the crisp morning air. The music of the waking city flowed between them as he watched Aya watching him. What was Aya waiting for? Why didn't he say anything? Had Yohji made a mistake? Was Aya caculating is ultimate demise as they stood there on the empty street?
"Ran."
Yohji straightened and stared blankly at Aya, "What?"
"My name is Ran."
"Then.... why Aya?"
"That's my sister's name." Aya's eyes were focused on the ground before them as Yohji was beginning to understand. The eldest knew Aya had a sister... what he never knew, however, was the fact that it was her name that Aya had taken. And now that he knew... it made him wonder why he never had figured it out before. More so because -he- of all people should have guessed that, being an ex PI and all.
~*~
Please rescue me from the look in your eyes
I'm not afraid of the truth in your lies
~*~
"Before I joined Weiss..." Aya went on, "Takatori killed our parents and put my sister in a coma. When she fell into that coma I thought Ran had died and with him, all the love and joy I had ever known. It was then that every word for light had turned into another word for sorrow to me." He paused as he shifted then continued speaking. "However, in the last several months I've watched you fade away and I realized I was watching my own decline and slowly I came to know the truth: we are the same; we belong together. And maybe we can't have bright sunny days and fields of flowers because we weren't meant to be in the light like normal people. After all, we are only killers and marred creatures that were intended to only stand in the dark. But perhaps... if we can't have a part of that light... we can have each other... another dark soul to save each other from the loneliness we feel inside."
Yohji blinked.
"You talk?"
Aya cocked his head to the side as he watched Yohji before turning away, "Then again, maybe you're right. Let's go kill ourselves right now." Aya sighed as he started heading back towards the building.
"Ran wait!" Yohji laughed softly, a sound all too good to any ears within hearing distance, "I was just kidding..."
Ran stopped once Yohji caught him by the arm and slowly he turned to look at the taller figure that reminded him so much of a fallen angel standing broken before him in the heavy rain.
~*~
In my heart and in my soul
You're the part that keeps me whole
You were always my redemption
Something borrowed, something blue
Something that has gone with you
Something true
~*~
"Think we'll make it?"
A small smile touched Ran's lips as he leaned in a little closer.
"We can try." Ran's whisper hung in the air for mere seconds before the two drew closer to share one thing they had been waiting to have for a very long time. A kiss to banish the darkness in their minds and make them forget they ever cared about anything else except each other. Yohji leaned in a little more and closed his eyes while the rain slowly came to an end. Perhaps someday... someday he would finally be free of his pain forever, and perhaps someday he would live again.
~*~
At the end of an endless circle
I know what I'm searching for
Somehow every time that I leave you
I love you even more
~*~
Fin
Chapter: 6 - Less alone together
Rated: PG
Warnings: Shounen-ai!!!!!! (AxY aka RxY)
Legal stuff: Well... I think it's obvious but I'll state it anyway. I don't own Weiss or the song Endless Circle and umm... please don't sue me? I'm poor... seriously...
Other: Endless Circle is by a wonderful group called: November Project. And Bury My Lovely is by the other wonderful group known as: October Project.
Other: THANK YOU! To all my wonderful readers and all those who have review this story so far! You're all lovely and I appreciate all your comments and other wonderful things you've said in supporting this fic. Thanks for sticking with me guys and gals! Kudos to you! Oh yeah... and a big thanks goes out to the editor as well. ^-^;
This -is- the last chapter of Endless Circle. However, since I said this is R and it hasn't exactly been rated R there WILL be an epilogue. And no... there really isn't a point for it other then to give myself and excuse to write some quality smut.... that's an oxymoron if I ever saw one. Anyway, if all goes as planned the ep will be fun for you and me... or lame for you and fun for me... which ever comes first.
Notes:
**~*~**
... = Bury My Lovely Lyrics
**~*~**
---------------------------------------------------- --
~*~
... = Endless Circle Lyrics
~*~
------------------------------------------------------
**~*~**
Cover the madness
Cover the fear
No one will ever
Know you were here
**~*~**
Laying in bed he watched swirls of smoke play in the air above him before escaping out the open window beside him. Turning his head he looked at the clock that read 5am. Another night without any sleep, wonderful. He sat up at last, abandoning all hope of even getting an hour's worth of sleep while slowly stretching out his muscles in a cat-like manner.
Had he not slept he would have believed that yesterday was a dream. How long did he and the red head sit under the cherry blossoms? Minutes? Hours? He lost track of time, for nothing, including time, seemed to matter in those precious few moments when he and Aya were content... together. A new feeling was burning inside of him and had begun to chase away the sorrow that had long since worn out its welcome with its deplorable presence.
The curve of his lips caused a rare thing to occur on his face. A smile. Damn it felt good to smile. Smiles were few and far between. True smiles that is. He smiled all the time but he couldn't feel them. This one, and the one he wore yesterday.... these smiles he could feel and they resonated throughout his entire body to pacify him for a few moments. A break from life was a smile from a memory that long ago had brought him joy.
~*~
Nothing better, nothing worse
Nothing but the universe to deny
~*~
He got up and dressed and made his way downstairs, feeling the floor creak a bit beneath his heavy feet. The floor was nice and cool and felt like a wonderful contrast to his skin which was dumping out heat and would soon be nearly as cold. Nature's way of trying to get things to reach a state of equilibrium and return to chaos. He smirked and ran a hand through the long locks of honey blond hair. Not today nature. He had other plans for today.
Walking into the kitchen he heard someone making some noise as if they were making breakfast. Omi must have been up. He stretched as he walked in then paused with surprise to find none other then Aya in the kitchen. He shouldn't have been so shocked, Aya was always up at the crack of dawn, but still... he hadn't been expecting him. When amethyst eyes turned and looked at him he could tell there was the same surprise in them that he had felt. Neither of them had expected the other.
**~*~**
A figure in the hallway light
Returning like a ghost
Something that was left behind
Something in a child's mind
**~*~**
"Morning." Yohji was the first to speak, as usual.
"What are you doing up?" That was Aya for you, it probably -would- have killed him to say 'Good morning Yohji' or 'Did you sleep well Yohji?'
"I couldn't sleep."
"You too?" Now there was something different. Although it was semi-apathetic it was still there. But now the real question picked at Yohji's mind.... why couldn't -Aya- of all people sleep? Nightmares? Longing? Boredom? Masochism? Who knew with their stoic leader.
"Yeah... me too...." He murmured and took a seat at the kitchen table instead of bothering Aya with a stupid question that he was pretty sure Aya wouldn't have answered anyway.
Sitting back a little Yohji smiled to himself contentedly until Aya poured himself a cup of coffee then turned to Yohji.
"Coffee?"
A rather sudden vision transcended before Yohji's eyes without a moment's hesitation. It was April and the sun was peaking through a nearby window to greet the two of them sitting at the table eating peacefully. No pain. No sorrow. No guilt. Just contentment with themselves and everything around them.
Between bites they would talk softly and share little smiles then turn back to the food and the morning paper or a book that had caught interest. Neither of them were in direct danger and nothing... nothing seemed out of place.
"I love you..." Came a gently hushed murmur from one.
"I love you too..." Came the followed return without missing a beat.
As if blasted out of his seat, Yohji suddenly backed up and jumped to his feet, halfway falling over in the process. He stumbled to catch his balance while the grip of the vision faded from him. Aya was staring at him holding the coffee pot still with a rather questionable look written clearly across his finely featured face.
"No coffee?"
Yohji didn't bother to answer, he simply turned on his heel and dashed out the front door. He didn't know where he was going, he didn't even know why he felt the sudden urge to run away from Aya and the vision he had just seen but he did and there he was, standing outside in the rain. Barefoot and still in a pair of pajama pants and a white T-shirt.
**~*~**
Bury my lovely
Bury the lies
Bury me under
A thousand goodbyes
**~*~**
Raining. Why was it always raining here? Sudden anger flashed through him and he screamed out in frustration, not caring who heard him curse the sky and everything under it. His built up anger surged through his veins as he turned and kicked over a few garbage cans while angrily throwing anything he could get his hands on to the other side of the street. Frustration. Anger. Confusion and Pain. All these left him in one more scream as he finally dropped to his knees in a puddle that wanted to consume him. A puddle he would have gladly let drowned him if it wasn't for the fact Aya was standing out there watching him now. The rain filled in the gaps of silence and tears covered the dry parts of skin that the rain couldn't exactly reach.
~*~
At the end of an endless circle
I know what I'm searching for
Somehow every time that I leave you
I love you even more
~*~
"Yohji?" Aya's voice echoed in his ears and hammered through his head pounding out a sound that slowly came to be known as his name. That's right... Aya had said his name.
**~*~**
A shadow from another time
Is waiting in the night
Something happened long ago
Something that will not let go
**~*~**
"I was so stupid..." He breathed to the muddy puddle below him.
"What?" Aya blinked, he sounded more confused then annoyed, which is not what Yohji had expected and for some reason... it set him off. Yohji scrambled to his feet and wavered a bit as his darkened jade eyes watched the swordsman before him.
"I said I was stupid! I was SO stupid to think that I could love you and that you could love me!"
Aya's eyes narrowed to slits as he remained motionless and otherwise unaffected by the words Yohji had practically spit out at him. "You love me?" was the only other thing he could think to say in response to Yohji's confession.
"I said it, didn't I?"
"Why?"
"Why?! Because you're a stupid, tragic, arrogant, beautiful moron. I love you because... because..." Yohji let out a sigh and lowered his head, "...because you're just like me."
Aya blinked and arched an eyebrow at this, "What?"
"I'm saying, Aya, that we're both killers. We both have tainted souls. We both understand what it's like to lose the one we love the most and we both know that gnawing emptiness that is burning us both alive. We're both too broken beyond repair. Guys like us.... guys like us can't have families... we don't have any hope left. Joy is meant for others, free from the tragedy we create. We both belong to the dark-" He paused to catch his breath then blinked a few times as if a sudden new realization dawned on him, "Or is it too late for us? Aya... are we already dead?"
Yohji's cheast heaved as clouds of breath hung in the crisp morning air. The music of the waking city flowed between them as he watched Aya watching him. What was Aya waiting for? Why didn't he say anything? Had Yohji made a mistake? Was Aya caculating is ultimate demise as they stood there on the empty street?
"Ran."
Yohji straightened and stared blankly at Aya, "What?"
"My name is Ran."
"Then.... why Aya?"
"That's my sister's name." Aya's eyes were focused on the ground before them as Yohji was beginning to understand. The eldest knew Aya had a sister... what he never knew, however, was the fact that it was her name that Aya had taken. And now that he knew... it made him wonder why he never had figured it out before. More so because -he- of all people should have guessed that, being an ex PI and all.
~*~
Please rescue me from the look in your eyes
I'm not afraid of the truth in your lies
~*~
"Before I joined Weiss..." Aya went on, "Takatori killed our parents and put my sister in a coma. When she fell into that coma I thought Ran had died and with him, all the love and joy I had ever known. It was then that every word for light had turned into another word for sorrow to me." He paused as he shifted then continued speaking. "However, in the last several months I've watched you fade away and I realized I was watching my own decline and slowly I came to know the truth: we are the same; we belong together. And maybe we can't have bright sunny days and fields of flowers because we weren't meant to be in the light like normal people. After all, we are only killers and marred creatures that were intended to only stand in the dark. But perhaps... if we can't have a part of that light... we can have each other... another dark soul to save each other from the loneliness we feel inside."
Yohji blinked.
"You talk?"
Aya cocked his head to the side as he watched Yohji before turning away, "Then again, maybe you're right. Let's go kill ourselves right now." Aya sighed as he started heading back towards the building.
"Ran wait!" Yohji laughed softly, a sound all too good to any ears within hearing distance, "I was just kidding..."
Ran stopped once Yohji caught him by the arm and slowly he turned to look at the taller figure that reminded him so much of a fallen angel standing broken before him in the heavy rain.
~*~
In my heart and in my soul
You're the part that keeps me whole
You were always my redemption
Something borrowed, something blue
Something that has gone with you
Something true
~*~
"Think we'll make it?"
A small smile touched Ran's lips as he leaned in a little closer.
"We can try." Ran's whisper hung in the air for mere seconds before the two drew closer to share one thing they had been waiting to have for a very long time. A kiss to banish the darkness in their minds and make them forget they ever cared about anything else except each other. Yohji leaned in a little more and closed his eyes while the rain slowly came to an end. Perhaps someday... someday he would finally be free of his pain forever, and perhaps someday he would live again.
~*~
At the end of an endless circle
I know what I'm searching for
Somehow every time that I leave you
I love you even more
~*~
Fin