Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Fallen Angels ❯ An Angels’ Tears ( Chapter 23 )

Chapter 23

An Angels' Tears

Yohji could hear someone crying, not heavy crying but choked sobs. They were trying to talk and cry at the same time. And whoever it was, was close to him. He could feel their tears on his face, taste them on his lips. His tongue snuck out to taste them and his eyes blinked trying to bring things into focus. He was in bed but wasn't sure how he'd gotten there the last thing he remembered was the bath with his lover and the sensual feel of his lovers' feathers running through his hands.

His eyes came into focus and he frowned realizing that it was Enzeru kneeling over him, his lips on his forehead and his fingers caressing his cheeks. It was his dark angel that was crying. He lifted a hand and brushed it over the other man's cheek trying to brush away the tears.

"What's wrong love, don't cry," he murmured soothingly.

Enzeru opened his eyes at the light touch to his face. He stopped his chanting and blinked, looking at Yohji in confusion at his words. He saw moisture on his lovers' cheeks and thought that perhaps he had heard him wrong.

"I'm crying?" He lifted his hand to his face and felt the moisture there. He tasted it. The salt stung his tongue and he stared at the droplets in wonder. "I was crying." He leaned back for a moment, then realization hit him and he swiftly took Yohji's lips in a deep hard kiss, his hands roaming over his face, through his hair, over his chest and thighs. He had to touch everywhere to make sure that he was really himself again.

Omi frowned he knew something wasn't right; Yohji was too calm after the panic attack he'd just had. But he was reluctant to push his friend considering the state he had been in earlier. So he moved to look out the window by Yohji's outside apartment door and give the two lovers privacy and keep himself out of embarrassing trouble.

Yohji smiled bemusedly into the kiss not understanding why his lover was so upset. But the kiss was so intense he couldn't think of anything but that. His own hands roamed over his lover's shoulders and down his arms and finally back up to tangle in the long hair. Lack of oxygen forced him to pull away at long last and he looked up dazedly at his lover.

"Enzeru, what happened? Why were you crying? How did I get into the bed? We were in the bath."

Hearing the questions Omi turned and hurried back to the bed thrusting the shot glass of brandy into the blonde's hand. "Drink this first then he can answer all our questions."

Yohji looked at him confused, but shrugged and drank the brandy down enjoying the burning warmth as it went down his throat. He hand the glass back to Omi who set it on the nightstand. Then the archer crawled on to the bed to settle down shoulder to shoulder with the older blonde, casually resting a hand on his leg in silent support for whatever the angel was going to tell them.

Enzeru settled himself down on his lovers' hips and looked curiously at them. His tongue stud rubbed against his bottom lip and set his hand against Yohji's cheek. Finally after a few long moments of silence, he licked his lips, and still looking into his lovers' eyes, began to speak.

"I had no idea I was crying. I have never cried before. It is a curious thing, you will have to explain it to me sometime." He sighed and looked to Omi, who just looked back curiously. "One of my `brothers' returned while we were in the bath. We fought, but because I was weak from not having fed, I lost. He couldn't touch you, Yohji, so he…what do you humans call it? Took me sexually, against my will." He looked at the two for the word then decided to continue. "I fed from him, it was not a pretty sight I'm sure, and you went into shock. The tenshi threatened Omi and we went downstairs where you broke down and went into a daze of some sort. Then we brought you here and I healed you, but I must have erased the memory in the process."

He sighed and leaned over to kiss Omi lightly on the lips, then Yohji. "I am sorry for the trouble I have caused you. If you want me to leave, I will. But know this. Even if you do not see me, I will always be here to protect you both."

"No," Yohji said harshly catching his lover's face with both hands. "We talked about this already. I don't want you to leave. I was probably in danger from the first time that we smiled at each other. So what's the sense of being unhappy and in danger apart, when we can be happy and protect each other together?"

A cold chill settled in his stomach and the blonde shook his head confused by the sudden feeling of dread. But as fast as it came it went. He looked up and blinked as his eyes stung with sudden tears. "But I wasn't able to protect you was I?"

He could feel the elusive missing memories just on the edge of his mind but every time he reached for them they slipped away. "Why can't I remember?" he cried in frustration.

"Yohji, shh." Omi caught his friend's hand. "The memories will come back when they're ready and your ready. Maybe before you're ready."

The older blonde knew his friend was speaking from experience and nodded. Then he gripped his lover's face again and looked deep into his eyes. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry I couldn't do anything to help you and I'm sorry I panicked and frightened you."

A smile had started on Enzeru's lips at Yohji's words, but as his lover continued, it turned into a frown. Yohji had not been able to protect him, that much was true, but he hadn't exactly put up a huge fight as Gabriel had touched him either. His body seemed to have a mind of its own when it came to pleasure, no matter what he wanted, his body craved it in every form. He shook the thought away and looked into the jade depths of his lovers' eyes.

"Hai, as you wish, I will stay. You have nothing to be sorry for, Yohji. When the memories return, you will know why. I…didn't fight him as hard as I should have when he touched me." He lowered his eyes to the blondes' lips, not being able to look him in the eye. "I came for him as he asked, I-I enjoyed it. I told him no, but my body responded." He squeezed his eyes shut, not wanting to see the same look in his lovers' eyes as he had as it was happening.

Yohji shook his head a sad smile touching his face. He looked at Omi sitting beside him and saw the shimmer of tears in the younger blonde's blue eyes. The archer returned the sad smile then nodded his head toward the silver haired man in front of them. Yohji nodded back and turned to his lover. He leaned forward and brushed his mouth across the angel's biting at the lower lip just hard enough to cause pain and make the other man open his eyes again.

"I forgive you this time, because we've only known each other a day and we hadn't talked about whether we wanted more," he stated a small quirk of his lips easing the seriousness of the words. "But we are going to talk and if we decide to pursue something more then you better remember that this." He brushed a hand over the bulge in his lovers' pants. "And these." He traced his lover's lips with a long finger, bringing it back to his own mouth to lick the small amount of blood from the tip where the small bite had bled. "Belong to me and no one else can touch them without my permission."

Enzeru closed his eyes and fell forward into his hand as Yohji brushed his erection. He braced himself with his fingers splayed wide on the bed. Their lips brushed together and the dark angel purred as his were bitten. He opened his eyes again at his lovers' words. His hands caressed and squeezed the mattress and he looked in surprise to Omi as the boy groaned.

A wicked smile lit his face as he realized his hand was not on the bed at all, but caressing the boys' groin. He looked to Yohji with a tilt of his head, mischief sparkling in the black depths of his eyes.

"You won't share, ne?"