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Fire and Ice

FarfarellosAya

Rated: NC-17, for sex and mild violence

Summery: Ken has been hiding his Pyrokinesis from his teammates only to have Swartz kidnapped him and Aya. Who really needs a reason for smut?

Sequel pending. Written exclusively for MediaMiner

Disclaimer: don't own them promise.

For Liz, the only one to give me a plot when I wanted one!

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Fire and Ice

Waking up with your bed on fire was not the best way to start the day. For Ken it happened at least once a week and was getting harder and harder to hide the charred sheets every time. By now he was pretty sure the others knew something was up, he became jumpy around them afraid whatever caused the fires would manifest while around them.

However having your enemy find out at the worst time was even worse then waking up to find your sheets are on fire.

***

Ken woke to the sound of a startled gasp and the smell of burning cloth. Groaning he turned over in bed, confident the flames wouldn't hurt him, and grabbed the fire extinguisher. Carefully he put out the flames glad he had disabled the fire alarms, kicked the foamed sheets onto the floor and rolled over going back to sleep.

Several minutes later weight on his legs woke him again making him open his eyes to see who exactly would sit on him in the middle of the night.

Farfarello apparently.

Ken groaned, "Go away you psycho, designated stalking Ken hours are between six and five where you have to wait in line behind the psycho stalker fan girls." And Aya said he was an idiot except when asleep!

"Oracle told me to watch Siberian Kitty till he arrives." Farfarello said shifting only enough to compensate his weight on the brunette's legs. "Other Kitty's are going to hurt Siberian Kitty."

"Really?" Ken asked sarcastically.

"Because Kenken is Swartz now," the Irish madman continued logically.

Ken tried to sit up but found that would make him too close to the Bezerker's chest, "How the hell can I suddenly become Swartz?" he asked morbidly fascinated with the answer, "I'm Weiss, I can't be Swartz."

"Siberian Kitty has gifts granted to Swartz. Siberian Kitty is one of us now," Farfarello answered like it was the more obvious thing in the world. He leaned down suddenly taking on a lucid demeanor. "Do you honestly think they will accept you when they find out about the fire? Do you think they will understand? They will hunt you because you are too dangerous to be allowed to live. Crawford foresaw it all."

Ken swallowed hard sucking in his breath slowly. "I have faith in my team. They're my friends, they wouldn't turn on me."

The white haired man snorted. "Is that what you think?" He asked, "Then why is it they you've not told them? If you are so confident they won't turn on you then why hide it from them?"

Ken opened his mouth to argue then closed it again having no real answer. Why did he hide it from the others? The second time he made something catch fire he looked up the ability and fount it to be called Pyrokenies, it wasn't a common ability and even then it was limited. Ken was one of maybe twenty in the world that had a strong attribute where more commonly it was simply the ability to withstand the flame or have an unnatural fascination with fire. By practice in the bathroom- where he could turn the shower on himself- he found he could call the flames. He could make it burn white hot or red cold, he could- with concentration- make only certain things burn or not burn anything at all. The only control he didn't have was burning his sheets when he slept.

Knowing he wouldn't hurt someone accidentally why didn't he tell the others? Was he so afraid of being used? Or was he afraid they would kill him? And what made Swartz think they were better to handle him anyway?

"If it makes you feel any better, you can say we kidnapped you." Farfarello said following his thoughts. "I mean I could kill your teammates to get you to co-operate. I wouldn't lose any sleep over it."

"If I went willingly, who's to say you won't kill them because you're insane?" Ken asked conversationally.

The Irishmen shrugged, "Not much really, unless you come willingly. You'll have to leave your things of course, not much of a kidnapping if we let you pack."

"Of course," Ken said bitterly, "Get it over with already, before I start screaming."

"That a boy," Farfarello said taking out a pair of handcuff. "If you want you can struggle, make this fun for me."

"I think not," Ken said allowing himself to be flipped on his stomach and be handcuffed then dragged from his bed.

Aya, having some strange sixth sense about these things was already waiting in the hall, his katana in hand. Farfarello merely held Ken tight and drew a hand gun pressing its tip against the brunette's temple.

"Be a good kitty, and go back to your room." The Irishmen said twisting Ken's arm so he wouldn't get any bright ideas and try to get away. "I can splatter his brains all over the walls before you can kill me."

The redhead narrowed his eyes but the blade lowered. Farfarello edged them around the man then walked backwards until they reached an exit Aya following every step of the way.

"Bye, bye now." He said firing the gun at the redhead with intent to miss then dragged Ken out the door to the waiting car.

"You bastered! You said you wouldn't kill anyone if I co-operated!" Ken snarled fighting his captor as he was put in the back seat.

"He's still alive, I aimed high." Farfarello said giving one last push that sent the brunette toppling into the back seat.

As if to prove his statement the moment the madman had climbed into the car the redhead burst out of the building, his katana in on hand a revolver in the other. He stopped blocking the cars path and squeezed off a round that bounced harmlessly off the bullet proof windshield.

"Schuldich," Crawford said casually from the driver's seat.

"Yeah, yeah," the German said from the passenger's seat and snapped his fingers. Aya's eyes rolled up in the back of his head and he went down landing in his side. Schuldich got out of the car and picked up the redhead dumping him in the back seat next to his teammate. "He'll wake up in a few hours with a headache the size of China," he assured the brunette, "Think of him and your incentive to be a good boy."

"Bastered," Ken muttered for lack of a better curse in his vocabulary.

"Oh no, I know who my father was," Schuldich answered with a laugh.

***

Aya did indeed wake up several hours later with a splitting headache. He groaned turned to roll over in his bed only to find his arms wouldn't move. Blinking awake he found himself tied to a hospital type bed in soft restraints, experimental tugs proving his legs were similarly bound.

"Don't bother trying to get out of them." Someone said from about him. Looking up by arching his back a little Aya found Ken standing in the door way holding a glass of water and something else. "I'm told they're used to restrain Farfarello."

"You betrayed us?" Aya asked in disbelief all the while cursing his better judgment that got him in this mess.

"No," Ken said flatly walking into the room to stand beside the bed. "Swartz decided I'm going to be their newest teammate…because…well…they kidnapped you too so I would be forced to stay."

"Why do they want you?" Aya asked winching slightly.

Ken sighed stalling long enough to give the redhead the pain meds. "It's complicated," he said, "You'll hate me if you know."

Aya looked sympathetic for a moment. "I know about the fire Ken," he said not looking angry at all. "It's kind of hard not to learn these things when we share a wall and a bathroom."

"Oh," Ken said softly regretting his lack of faith in his friend. "I always thought you never noticed. I don't want anyone to know what I could do." He lifted a hand and blue flame flared to life around his hand. Sharing at it for a moment then closed his fist extinguishing the flame. "I'm sorry Aya; you shouldn't have gotten involved in this. I'll tell them I will stay and they're release you."

"Ken," Aya said in a slightly warning tone. "Both of us will leave here together. You shouldn't have to be subject to something you don't want. We'll get out of this."

"Oh no, I don't think so." A nasal voice said as the German walked into the room. "Neither of you will be leaving. Abyssinian you have a choice, be out play thing until we tire of you and kill you; or I dig around in your head and wake up one of your latent abilities to make you one of us." He smiled cruelly at Ken, "Then you can be Kenken's plaything exclusively."

"Fuck you," Aya spat struggling with his restraints.

"I'd love to," Schuldich said deliberately running his hand over the younger man's body.

"Don't touch me1" the redhead yelled his body tense.

The German shrugged. "I guess that's choice two then" he said with a sadistic smile. "I cant wait to find out what you can do." He made a motion to Ken for him to leave.

Ken looked at Aya then turned away doing as told. He knew what the German was going to do in order to wake a gift but leave the redhead controllable. Nagi had told him all about what Schuldich and Crawford's trainers did to them and how effective it was. He knew when he next saw Aya the man wouldn't be the same lively man he once knew. It would be luck if he wasn't simply a drooling mess.

Something Ken couldn't do anything about because he knew it would just mean the death of people he cared about.

"Is he in there with him" Nagi asked from his bedroom doorway.

"Yeah," Ken said softly staring at the door as if he could see through it if he concentrated hard enough.

"Try not to think about it." The teen said, "We cant stop it no matter how much we want to. Just be glad it isn't you."

"It shouldn't be him either." Ken said forcing himself to turn away from the door. "I'm co-operating why cant they just let him go?"

"Because they believe people not like them should suffer like they did," Nagi said turning back to his room, "Come on, I'll turn up the stereo to drown out the screams."

"Which do you think he will scream about the most?" Ken asked mentally slapping himself for his morbid curiosity.

"Well as far as I know Schuldich isn't into painful sex; that s why he wont fuck Farfarello so I guess he'll make the sex some what pleasurable" Nagi said uncomfortably. "Going into his mind to unlock a gift unnaturally will be painful, that's mostly what the sex is for. If Schuldich dose it right Aya will have a minimum of psychological trauma."

"No one ever did the same to you did they?" Ken asked concerned about the teen.

Nagi shook his head. "Schuldich taught me how to block and Crawford saved me from a would be rapist." He said picking out CD and popped it into the stereo. "They might be evil bastered's, but not to those in their inner circle."

"I feel much better," Ken deadpanned.

***

An hour later Schuldich reappeared and vanished into the bathroom, the sound of the shower following quickly.

Ken hesitated in the door way of Nagi's room fearful of what he might find in his. The hospital bed would be moved out after this leaving only Ken's un-slept bed in the far corner. Bracing himself for the worst the brunette opened the bedroom door.

Aya sat on Ken's new bed the other empty of sheets which were piled on the floor seemingly covered in ice. The redhead was naked but didn't seem to notice.

"Aya," Ken asked tentatively. "Aya are you alright?"

Stupid question.

The redhead blinked focusing his beautiful violet eyes on the brunette. "I'm a little cold." He said his breath coming out in visible puffs.

"Well where are your cloths?" Ken asked looking around.

"I froze them." Aya said softly seeming a little embarrassed; or he was really cold Ken couldn't tell.

"Oh," Ken said unsure what to do; he was still wearing his pajamas from the night before. Carefully he unbuttoned the top letting slide down his shoulders then carefully dropped it around the redhead. "Did he hurt you?" he asked not really wanting to ask.

"He didn't fuck me if that's what your asking." Aya said defensively, "I told him it wasn't him that I wanted to be my first. He told me the sex was the cancel out the pain. So he jacked me off instead." He looked down at the frozen sheets. "It's why I froze the bed."

"I wonder why he had to take as shower then." Ken said crossing his arms over his chest for modesty sake.

The redhead smiled. "In revenge I froze most of his body. He had to go warm up."

Ken chuckled. "Seems fitting,"

Aya sobered. "Ken…." He said holding out his hand for the brunette to take. Ken hesitated but took the freezing slander hand in his. Carefully the redhead pulled him down on the bed then maneuvered to straddle his hips. Softly their lips touched in a chased kiss that instantly became something more.

Ken blushed when the subtle rubbing of the body above him sparked a reaction in his body. Aya reached between their bodies to touch the heated flesh making the brunette jerk.

"I didn't tell you why Schuldich didn't fuck me anyway." The redhead panted gently nipping at Ken's neck as a distraction for what he was really doing.

"Huh?" Ken asked intelligently his eyes crossing when something cold touched his erection, his mind not connecting that he was now naked.

"But he did do something at my request because of who I wanted to be my first." AY continued lifting up a little and captured Ken's mouth.

By now the brunette was starting to catch up with the multiple assaults on his body. Catching the cold soft hips in his hands to prevent the redhead from impaling himself on his erection, Ken focused on the passion glazed eyes looking for answers. "Aya…" he croaked. Clearing his throat he tried again. "Aya, if you more too fast you're going to get hurt."

The redhead panted, his breath pooling in little clouds of cold air. "Please…." He whispered a single frozen tear falling down his face. "You won't hurt me; he showed me what to do. I want you to be my first and only Ken."

"Shh," Ken said carefully maneuvering them so Aya lay on his back. He groped around until he found the tube Aya had used to coat his erection. Generously coating his fingers with the cool oil he started sucking on the pale neck simultaneously with teasing the slightly loose opening. Realizing stretching him before must have been in the request, or simply part of Schuldich's distraction that went unnoticed, he experimentally slipped a finger into the still warm crevice. Below him Aya whimpered softly arching into the touch. Encouraged Ken slipped in a second finger thrusting them in and out while scissoring the digit.

"Oh god!" Aya exclaimed his hips involuntarily moving when Ken's fingers hit the tiny node at first by accident then on purpose.

"Like that?" Ken asked kissing the redhead softly as he let his fingers slip out of the warm body then coated his cock again squirting some oil into Aya's passage. "Tell me if I hurt you."

The redhead nodded forcing his breath out evenly to relax, another thing Schuldich must have told him to do; Ken had to remember to kill the German later. Lifting one of the redhead's long legs he draped the limb over his shoulder lifting Aya's hips slightly then he placed a pillow under the redhead. Settling carefully between the parted thighs he guided his member to the twice loosened hole nudging just the tip inside.

"Deep breath," he ordered waiting for the redhead to suck in a breath the started to push slowly. "Exhale," he gasped sinking into Aya's body as the muscles relaxed around him. He stayed still for a moment once fully seated allowing his new lover to realize the intimacy of their joining.

"Move," Aya panted the tight passage squeezing Ken's cock in a spasm. Kissing the redhead the brunette pulled out shifting as he thrust back in to hit that one spot again. Aya whimpered muffled by the mouth on his. The rhythm Ken set was slow and evenly timed so his lover wouldn't get too over whelmed. He let the leg on his shoulder fall to the bed setting his full weight on the body under him, his pace slowly quickening.

Aya gripped his shoulders using the little leverage he had to thrust back. His cries got steadily louder until Ken was pounding into his leaving no room for breath to make noise. Slowly Ken felt the rising heat low in his belly that meant he was close to the edge. Shifting to grip the redhead's shaft he thrust his hand over the throbbing organ simulating what he felt. Speeding up his pace wildly he leaned down to Aya's ear.

"I love you Aya," Ken whispered using the redheads name to show he knew exactly who he was with. Latching his mouth to the kill bruised lips he muffled the scream that followed as his lover came. The tightening of the passage was too much for him, thrusting as deep as Aya's body would allow ken stilled his hot seed filling the cooling passage.

When he became aware of his surroundings he found himself pinning the redhead to the bed with his weight. Around them little rivets of frost chased the flames spread around them on the fire proof and water tight top blanket. Smiling sheepishly Ken pulled out carefully and dropped a kiss on Aya's nose.

"Do you think Crawford Foresaw this too?"