Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Fallen Angels ❯ Yohji’s Breakdown ( Chapter 22 )

Chapter 22

Yohji's Breakdown

Enzeru opened his eyes and looked at Yohji. The fear was still in his eyes, but he was asking him to come to him. His body still convulsed with the pleasure of his orgasm and he turned his face towards Gabriel, pressing his lips to the surprised white tenshi's and leaned back so he was on his knees. Gabriel moaned and returned the kiss, his hands cupping Enzeru's face. The dark angel put his palms together at chest level and drew his now fully powered scythe as he thrust his tongue into the tenshi's mouth. With a quick turn of his torso, he sliced into Gabriel's chest. Lips still locked together, Gabriel gasped in surprise.

Enzeru pushed him away forcefully as the scythe disappeared and walked over to Yohji. He helped his lover stand, his eyes narrowed as he watched Gabriel. The white tenshi looked down in at his chest, the light dripping from the wound, then smiled, and dipping his fingers into the wound, brought them to his lips.

"Why do you protest now? You had plenty of time to do that before you became mortal." He growled, and then looked at Yohji, his eyes showing his anger. "These humans took you from me. If I cannot have you, then I will take one of them instead!" He laughed and with an innocent smile sighed. "I bet the little one tastes so sweet against your lips, doesn't he, Enzeru. I know you think of mating with him…perhaps I will take away your temptation." He licked his fingertips and laughed.

Enzeru growled and gathered Yohji in a tight embrace. "If you want me back `lover'," he spat. "You will do no such thing. They are mine. I will take them when it pleases me, now go!" He knew that to Yohji's ears it sounded cruel what he had just said, but he felt it was the only thing that would get Gabriel to leave. Gabriel smirked and disappeared.

"Very well then, I will see you again."

Seeing the white angel, suddenly disappear Yohji began to struggle pushing out of his lover's arms. He knew the other angel wasn't dead he'd looked to calm. The look in his eyes though filled hate held a touch of triumph also.

"Omi, Omi…" he was muttering the younger boy's name like a litany as he stumbled from the bathroom and ran through the apartment and out into the inner hallway. "Omi!" he raised his voice as he raced for the stairs down to the shop. Downstairs the smaller Weiss member heard the cry and the hair on the back of his neck stood up at the sheer terror behind it.

"Yohji?" the smaller blonde met his friend on the first landing, dropping the poisoned darts he'd had threaded through the fingers of his right hand. He was surprised to see the older man naked, but the fear in his face overshadowed anything else.

"Oh god Omi, Omi," Yohji latched onto the boy that was like a younger brother and held on tight.

Everything began to catch up with him and slowly his knees buckled dragging them both to the floor. He was shaking in reaction to everything that had happened and to how close they'd come to maybe losing one of them.

Omi felt numb he'd only seen Yohji like this once and that had been right after they'd found the prostitute Maki murdered. Yohji hadn't been able to forgive himself for not getting her to safety. Slowly he rocked the older blonde caressing his naked back soothingly.

"Yohji what's wrong, tell me what's wrong," he murmured hoping it give him a clue as to how to help his friend.

But the ex-Detective simply clung to him saying his name over and over. Omi could feel his t-shirt becoming wet where the other blondes face pressed into his shoulder. He looked up at the black winged man his friend had taken as a lover hoping he had the answers, or if he was the problem.

Enzeru had known that Gabriel would not cause anymore trouble today, so he had slipped on his pants, not bothering to button them and followed Yohji downstairs with a robe. He figured he had some explaining to do. Yohji had only heard his side of the conversation and he would have questions. If there was one human emotion Enzeru understood, it was curiosity.

He looked back at Omi; many feelings ran through him when he looked at this boy. Lust, yes that was one, but he had also put his life in danger, and that made him what? Want to protect him, fear for him? Enzeru had not even been able to fight Gabriel when he had touched him. He felt that strange tightening of his stomach again at the memory of Gabriel's touches and had to swallow hard. He wrapped the robe around Yohji's shoulders and tipped Omi's chin up to look in his eyes.

"I wont hurt either of you, little one. And I wont let my `brothers' hurt you either." He took Yohji into his arms like a child and carried him back upstairs, calling over his shoulder as he went. "If you want to know what is going on, join us."

Omi jumped up and followed after the angel quickly. He would have gone anyway Yohji obviously needed him. Inside the older blonde's apartment he hurried around the taller silver haired man and turned down the covers on Yohji's bed. He stacked all the pillows in the middle against the wall so that the angel could lean against them or place the other blonde against them.

"I'll be right back we keep brandy in the kitchen for medicinal purposes. Yohji needs some." The archer raced from the room and down the hall to the kitchen.

Enzeru set Yohji on the bed and nodded to Omi. He pulled the covers up to Yohji's chin, still confused at his lovers' reaction. Granted, he was used to these types of things, Gabriel had been following him since the beginning, but he had never touched him since he had become mortal. Yohji had said that he had dealt with similar creatures before. Enzeru sat on the edge of the bed. Brushing Yohji's hair from his face, he noticed his breathing was irregular, his pulse too rapid. A frown of confusion spread across his lips.

He didn't know what to do, so he did the only thing he could. Standing, he straddled Yohji's his and sat down on his thighs, pressing their lips together. He was hoping for a reaction, but nothing happened. He lifted Yohji's chin and looked into his jade eyes. He leaned forward and placed his lips against his lovers' forehead, his hands framing his face. He began to chant in his own language again, the air buzzed around them and his wings fluttered softly against his back. A white light appeared around them and for long moments nothing happened. Enzeru was still chanting and trying to bring his lover out of his trance when Omi returned.

Omi opened the cabinet where they kept a small bottle of strong brandy and tall but narrow shot glass. He filled the shot glass half way and put the bottle back in the cabinet. Walking into Yohji's room he stopped still watching the angel on the bed with his friend. His lips were placed on Yohji's forehead and strong white light shone around both of them.

He walked over to stand beside the bed. "What are you doing?" he asked quietly not wanting to startle the man and maybe make him hurt Yohji accidentally.

Enzeru ignored the boys question; he couldn't afford to loose his concentration. He felt burning behind his eyes as he continued to chant. Yohji was still unmoving beneath his hands. He began to lightly caress his lovers' cheeks with his thumbs as his voice caught in his throat. He had no idea what was going on. This new sensation swelled in his throat, making it hard to breathe, his eyes burned and he felt moisture on his cheeks, but he kept chanting. His breathe hitched and he felt his chest heaving as he felt like he was being choked, but all he could think about was Yohji, getting his beautiful Yohji back.