Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Forgotten Memories ❯ Unstoppable ( Chapter 14 )

Title: Forgotten Memories

Author: Sardius

Category: Angst/Romance

Warnings: NC-17

Pairings: Ken/Aya and Yohji/Aya

Disclaimer: I don't own Weiss Kreuz otherwise I wouldn't be sitting here sharing with you my entertaining stories. O.o; *sweatdrops*

Author's Note: Yohji/Aya Ending!!! The first part of this fic is a repeat of the last chapter. So don't think I posted the chapter again because I didn't. I think after the first page of it, it does change because Yohji decision will alter the whole course of event. Does that make sense? If not, just read the darn thing!

Warning: NC-17 in this chapter. If you're a major Ranken fan, or you don't like Yaoi, please stick with the last chapter. Thanks.

Once again Thanks to Lilla for correcting my grammar and changing my sentences here and there so it makes sense.

Chapter Twelfth: Unstoppable

"You want this too don't you?"

Part of me was wondering if I was just dreaming, while the other half of me was still in shock, as my body stood immobilized because of what Aya was doing to me.

"Aya…this is mmpphh…"

I felt myself being pushed against the wall as Aya clutched tightly onto my hair, yanking me down to kiss me roughly on the lips.

I gripped onto his slim waist as I tried jerking my lips away from his intruding tongue but instead I found myself deepening the kiss, pulling him closer to my aching body.

God…Aya this feels so good.

The redhead continued to ravish my mouth, swiping his tongue deeply inside as I moaned, my hands slowly wandering below his hips. Aya immediately froze at the touch; half not expecting the sudden loss of control as I took my chance and nibbled on a pale ear, making him moan in pleasure.

Please tell me this is not a dream.

Aya stiffened in my arms as I started trailing kisses down his neck, my hands running along his smooth back as he suddenly struggled in my grip.

I let him go.

"Y..Yohji?"

For a moment then, it felt like Ran was back, looking at me with those wide violet eyes, his dark lashes fluttering on his pale cheeks. Then slowly the fear and the confusion disappeared, replaced by the emotionless mask once again.

"Why are you here Aya?"

Aya glare hardened as he stared up at me. Then he pushed at my chest, trying to walk away but I spun him around and slammed him up against the wall, knocking the breath out of him.

He is definitely not walking away as if nothing has happened.

"Did you think all I wanted from you was a quick fuck?"

I gripped his chin tightly, forcing his amethyst eyes to focus on me.

"Let go of me." He snarled.

"No." I hissed. "You were the one that came into my room Aya. Did you think I would let you go that easily?"

Aya's eyes widened. A sliver of fear appeared in those amethyst orbs. Then the redhead cursed me and struggled to get out of my grasp.

"Kudou get the hell off me or I swear…"

"You're going to what Aya?" I interrupted him. "I think you're far in no position to kill me at the moment, when your katana is next door."

Aya's glare intensified and he jerked his head aside as if to ignore me completely. I stood there in the darkness pinning him against the wall, our breathings mingling with one another as I slowly raised my hand and gently touched his cheek.

I don't understand.

"Why… why are you doing this? You have not spoken to me since the day you left the hospital and now you come into my room, practically wanting me to fuck you into the floor."

"…."

I leaned forward to kiss him again. The redhead protested and started pushing at me but I grabbed both of his wrists and pinned them tightly above his head.

"Ku…Kudou! Sttoop!"

I trapped his legs between my thighs, spreading them apart. Aya immediately stiffened in my grip as I pressed my aching erection against his and suddenly like a storm breaking, he started cursing and kicking me.

I slammed him harder against the wall to stop his struggling. Already I could see the loss of focus in those amethyst eyes, as I whispered in his ear, "No. You want this. I know it. You can't run away from this any longer Ran." I started nibbling on his pale neck and bit down onto the smooth skin harshly. That earned a loud moan from the redhead as I shifted one of my arms to hold him tight around the waist, his knees giving way.

"Fuck you Kudou. Fucking get off me."

"No. Not without getting through to that stubborn head of yours how much you want me as well."

I spun him around and pushed him down onto the bed as he gasped, the breath knocked out of him. Before Aya could ram his fist into my face, I immediately grabbed both of his wrist again and pinned them beside his head. "I'm not playing this game anymore Aya. I want you and I know deep down inside that Ran still exist in that wretched heart of yours. That's why you came in here tonight. Not because you thought of letting me fuck you. No. It's because Ran wants to be with me. You want to be with me. Don't deny it any longer."

Aya stopped struggling and looked up at me. His amethyst eyes were filled with fear, hidden beneath all the anger that he was trying so hard to conceal. "Let go of me Kudou or I'm going to scream."

"Then scream all you want because I'm not letting you go this time."

Aya's eyes widened in astonishment at my outburst. Then slowly he stopped his struggles and simply jerked his head aside, surrendering. "Why are you doing this to me? Why can't you just leave things the way they were?"

I leaned down towards those pale lips, until I was brushing them as I spoke. "Because I love you. I have always wanted you ever since you first were in Weiss. Even now when I know you and Ken are lovers. I still love you."

I could feel the redhead trembling under me as he closed his eyes, avoiding to meet my eyes. " We can't. We can never be together…I…"

"Don't say it. Don't say you love Ken still because I know you don't."

With that Aya's eyes opened and looked up at me. He didn't say anything but I could tell he had grown tense at the words I'd just said. "You don't want things to change. That's why you keep telling yourself you love Ken. But you don't. You already lost it as soon as you lost you memory. Don't you remember?" I brushed those silky crimson strands away from his eyes, "don't you remember you fell in love with me?"

Aya raised those beautiful eyes to mine and whispered just the one word, "Yohji…."

It was that one word, that one moment that changed everything.

I bent down and kissed those soft parted lips, nibbling on them as Aya opened his lips to mine shyly. It felt strange to suddenly have him surrendering everything to me, letting me in control of him. I thrust my tongue gently, feeling the warm cavern of his mouth; my hands wandered along smooth chest, pulling away the shirt that still clung to his body.

The redhead managed to tear his mouth away from mine; one of his hands pushed me away while the other clutched onto my shoulder. "Yohji.... stop. Don't do this."

It's too late to stop now. Already it has gone too far.

I pushed him back down onto the bed, my body effectively pinning him where he was, stopping him from struggling further. I pulled the rest of his shirt off his shoulders and flung it carelessly onto the floor. Then I bent down and whispered in his ear, "No. Not any more Aya. I had to hold back for too long."

I will make you mine.

My hands touched every part of his body; tearing moans and gasps from the pale man beneath me that left him panting breathlessly for more. So very beautiful. So achingly mine. I sucked onto his neck, marking him as he clutched tightly onto my shoulders, his nails raking down my back. Our passion flared all the more stronger between us, as I trailed kisses down his chest, licking and biting at the small nubs of his nipples, leaving his body arching towards my touch.

"You're so sensitive Aya. You make me want to be inside of you so badly."

That earned me a glare, as those amethyst eyes lifted themselves to bore into mine. Eyes that were fill with a mixture of need, of passion, of wanting so much more and yet at the same time were afraid to seek it.

I took off my shirt, struggling to get the buttons undone, and flung it onto the floor. I bent down to recapture Aya's lips, but he jerked his head aside, threatening to ignore me.

"Damn you Aya. You're so fucking stubborn."

I tugged the remaining of his boxers down those slim hips and spread those pale legs apart. The redhead was shocked at what I was doing and he shouted, "Yohji!"

I took the chance to bent down and kiss him breathless, crushing both of our mouths together. My hands wandered down his thigh, touching that smooth creamy skin, and slowly settled on the hardening shaft that twitched in my grip.

"You remember this Aya?"

I stroke him slowly.

"Uhhh….Yohji...no."

"You remember that night when I came into your room and we stroke each other off. You were so beautiful, so willing under my hands. You kept begging for me to finish you off. You remember?"

I stroke him quicker and harder. Drops of precum were spreading down his cock, making my hands slick as I pressed my thumb on its tip. Aya eyes became wide open, his face bathing in the pleasure I was evoking in him as he struggled to get out of my grip.

"Yohji! I....ahhhh."

"Say it. Say that you want me."

For a moment I thought no matter how much I forced Aya, he wouldn't say it. He wouldn't admit that deep inside that he loved me as well, that he wanted me just as much as I wanted. I felt the hitch of his breathing, knowing he was very close to coming, the hard shaft throbbing painfully in my grip. Just when I knew it was too much for the redhead, I released my hands and reached for the lube in one of my drawers.

Aya's eyelids fluttered against his pale cheeks, so lost to the pleasure was he, that he didn't even realise when I pushed one slick finger into his tight opening. His body suddenly stiffened at my touch, the panic leaking out of his eyes as I kissed him softly on the lips, telling him everything was going to be all right.

The redhead tried to wrench away from my touch, but I effectively placed my hand on his hips, stopping him from shying away.

"Shh....it's okay. I won't hurt you."

Slowly the tight ring of muscles began to relax as I shifted my finger deeper, almost past my knuckle, searching for that one spot that would blow his mind away. I knew I had found it when his body arched against my touch, his eyes clearly widening as he moaned slightly. I twisted my finger until I was flickering the small numb repeatedly, my own erection getting all the more harder as I watched the pale form writhing beneath me.

Then I heard it. It was a small whimper, a small plea.

"Aa.... please."

Aya had wanted more.

I added a second finger but the redhead hardly noticed, bathed in the pleasure as he was. "What do you want?" I whispered huskily. "Tell me. Tell me that you want it."

Once again I could almost read the jumbled of thoughts that raced through Aya's mind. So confused was he, that I knew I was pressing him to tell me, pressing him to make a decision only he could take.

But then I heard it. Softly more than just a whisper.

"I want you."

And it was then I knew I had completely won.

I gently pulled the rest of my fingers out and prepared myself against the tight opening. Aya's eyes were heavily lidded, so clouded with a mixture of passion and fear, as I grabbed onto his hair and jerked his head to face me.

"You're mine." I whispered.

And I pushed inside of him.

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So deep, so hot, too much. Everything was too much. I could only grab onto his shoulders, my breath coming harsher, louder as I tried not to lose control. Yohji grunted, his nails digging into my hips, leaving bruises on my pale skin. We stayed like this for a long time, my body trembling, feeling how our bodies were joined together.

"You're so fucking beautiful Aya."

Then the blonde pulled back and thrust himself inside of me.

And it was all too much.

I moaned at the pleasure that stroke throughout my body, leaving me aching for more, wanting him to feed that emptiness.

Why…. why am I letting him do this to me? I shouldn't. He shouldn't. We shouldn't.

I love….

Don't say you love Ken because you don't.

I do. I have to. Ken and I have been together for too long to break apart. I love him because he needs me, just like I need him.

How…how do you need him? You don't even know what you want.

"Yohji….uhhh…can't."

I didn't even know what I was saying. What kind of words came tumbling out of my lips, as I felt every thrust Yohji pushed inside of me, bringing me closer and closer to the edge. Faster and harder, so hot that tears leaked out of my eyes, trailing down my cheeks. Then he shifted his hips and raised one of my pale legs until it rested on his shoulder and pushed harder into me, striking that spot again and again until my eyes lost focus.

So much, not enough, more…I need more.

"Say it. Say it for me." He demanded.

I knew what he wanted me to say. I knew what he wanted me to confess. But it was so hard. So very hard, that I tried desperately to shy away from him but I couldn't and he held onto me all the more tighter.

"Say that you love me."

I cried out as he grabbed onto my shaft, pumping it in time with his thrust. So very close, I blindly clung to his hair, the nails raking down his back, marking him as he did the same to me.

No I can't/ feels so good/ I love Ken/ its no use/ please stop/ I need you/ its not right/ I want you/ let me forget/ don't run away/ I hate him/ I want more/ no /yes / no/ yes/ no/ yes/I hate you/ I love you/ I love you Yohji.

"I love you."

Then the wave crested down on me and I screamed, feeling the warm liquid splattering on my belly. Yohji kept thrusting into me until he opened his eyes and I gasped as I saw the love and passion behind them as he yelled out my name.

"Oh...Aya...love you....ahh...Ran!"

Then he buried himself deep inside of me in one hard stroke, causing me to cry out again, lost in the pleasure that I was. "Aa...aa..Yohji!"

The blonde collapsed on top of me as I lay there gasping for breath. So exhausted was I, I didn't even realise I was crying as I struggled to breath through my mouth. Yohji slowly pulled himself out of me and we both hissed at the loss of contact. I struggled away from his grip, my tears still threatening to leak out. But the blonde held onto me and kissed me gently on my forehead, my eyelids, my cheeks and at last my lips. Each time he kissed me, he kept saying sorry, wiping the tears from my eyes, telling me over and over again how he hadn't mean to hurt me.

"Shhh....I'm so sorry love. So sorry, please forgive me."

"I hate you Yohji. I hate you."

But he didn't care, just held onto me all the tighter saying, "I know love. I know."

Then I felt myself being cleaned, Yohji used one of his shirt to clean us both up and shifted our bodies together until I was half lying on top of him, my head tucked underneath his chin. I listened to his heartbeat, hearing it slowing down as his breathing became even. He clutched onto me possessively, his embrace warming my shivering form. Just when I almost drifted off to sleep, I heard him whispered beside me.

"Tell me again."

I bit my lips, letting the silence overwhelm us until Yohji asked me again so very desperately.

"Please Aya...."

I shifted until I looked into his eyes and hesitantly I whispered the words he so needed to hear.

"Ashiteru."

Yohji smiled at me and it warmed my heart to see I had caused that. But as I lay down in his arms, I could only picture the pain I would have to go through, as I would have to face Ken tomorrow. What can I say to the brunette? What would he think of me? Would he hate me? So many thoughts flashed through my head that I didn't realise I was shivering until Yohji pulled the comforter tightly around us.

"Aya.... it's okay. Stop thinking love. Everything will be sorted out soon."

Stop thinking. Yes...I am so tired. So tired of it all.

"Sleep my koibito."

And I did just that.

* * * * * * *

I woke up to find Aya wasn't there beside me.

Slowly I got up from the bed and looked around for the redhead. But all I could see was the empty space beside me.

Where is he?

It had surprised me to see Aya in tears when I told him we should have ended our relationship. Part of me still hoped that maybe he did feel something for me, but I knew that deep inside things weren't the same as before.

Aya is not the same.

I didn't know how to explain the feeling I had between us. Maybe it was the fact that I didn't think I could trust him anymore after knowing Ran had chosen me because he felt sorry for me. I didn't want that. I didn't want that kind of love if it was all he could give me.

I walked out onto the hallway, wondering where Aya was when I heard voices coming out of Yohji's room.

It was Aya's voice.

I stopped. What should I do? Should I stay outside and listen? Did I really want to hear this? As much I thought I should head back to my room, my instinct told me to stay where I was.

I wished I hadn't. But I heard everything.

So it was true. All along I had been the fool thinking I still had a chance with Aya. Thinking once he got his memories back that we could be together again. But yet, as I stood outside in the hallway listening to them, no longer did I have any feelings left inside. Maybe it was because I knew how Aya felt towards the blonde, and knowing he was only afraid of accepting how much he loves him as well.

But it still hurt. And deep inside I also despise Yohji.

I hate him for ruining my relationship with Aya. I hate him for lying to me, telling me all along that he was my closest friend and that nothing could ever get between that. I hate him for bringing us so much pain. I hate him.

I hate him.

I stood for a moment longer, noticing the sounds next door had died down and quietly went back to my room, shutting the door behind me. As I sat down on my bed alone, thinking of how Aya was in my arms moments ago, a part of me wondered whether everything would have changed, had I forced the redhead to be with me last night.

Maybe he wouldn't have gone into Yohji's room, maybe he would still be lying in my arms, maybe we could have still remained together.

But it was all in the past now and I was too tired to think anymore.

I let myself fall down onto the mattress, slowly drifting off to sleep, thinking about all the memories and the promises Aya and I had shared and yet it had now come to a time where we would both have to break those.

And I…. I want to forget it all.

I just want to wake up and begin my life again.

Good-bye Aya.

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Epilogue: And So It has comes to Past

Time passes so fast. And already it has almost been a year.

A year since Aya and I have been together after he left Ken.

And us? We still stayed at the Koneko, working as florists. Well I'm there most of the time, Aya the stubborn bastard that he is, still goes to college hoping to get a job in the banking industry. I don't mind what he does, as long as I get to see my kitten everyday.

It has taken a while for Aya and me to get our relationship together. Sure, we love each other and I tell that to him everyday but still, the redhead feels guilty whenever Ken's name is mentioned during our conversations.

I don't blame him.

That day I could still remember how much pain Aya had to go through when he was talking to Ken. I would have thought Ken would come over and deck me but instead all I saw was him shaking his head and smiling. Then to my surprise he kissed the redhead gently on the lips and left the room.

I remember that Aya stood standing there for a long time. I asked him if he was okay but he didn't say anything and since then he never told me what Ken had said to him.

Sometimes I do wonder what Ken really said.

As for Ken and me…well let's just say we didn't remain on good terms. After the talk with Aya he decided to move out with Omi since the kid was going off to college and wanted to move further out into the city. I guess it was also an excuse for him to leave the place. I think the both of them got along pretty well together afterwards.

Aya was devastated of course when he heard about the news, taking all the blame as he usually does. Took me ages to comfort the poor kitten, taking him out to dinner, making an extra effort to get the shop ready. In the end, he finally came to his senses and slowly once in a while, he would give me a smile or two.

And it made me want him all the more.

Even though I had pushed the redhead to accept me that night, I am glad that I did. Although it still hurts me that I had to see him in so much pain when he wouldn't admit to it that night, I wonder, if I hadn't done that, whether the redhead would have gone back to Ken. If they would still be together.

But now it doesn't matter because Aya is all mine.

Mine to own and mine to love.

"Kudou…are you going to stand here the whole day."

I smirk at my lover and snake my arms around him as he punches me in the ribs, telling me people are looking at us.

"Why love, I was just considering how sexy you look in those nice pants of yours."

"Hn."

I laugh as I follow him down the street then suddenly I stop. Aya turns around to look at me, raising a delicate eyebrow, wondering why I'm was not moving.

"Do you regret this?"

I see the redhead's eyes widening slightly, shocked that I am suddenly so serious but then an understanding touches him.

"No. And if I had to make the choice again, it would still be the same."

Not once does he falter in his words, nor does he leave my gaze. I smile and take his hand, linking our fingers together and for once he doesn't protest or glare at me. Instead a smile forms on his lips, as if he knows how much it means to me what he has just said.

"Let's go." I say.

Even though it took me so long to finally have Aya by myself, in the end it was all worth it. In the end he finally belongs to me.

And I will never let him go.

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Owari

Well my first finished fic of the year. Bit sad after starting writing at the beginning of this year. Should work more towards ending fics. Anyway yeah yeah I wrote a lemon. And I deliberately made Yohji evil, well more evil, just so to link it back to the prologue. Hope you like. I'm running out of words today…so tell me what you think k.

Lastly if you want to email me, I can still check my emails today and 2mr. Last day would be thurs my time. Otherwise I might not to replying to you for about a month. Sorry. Thanks for everyone for reviewing me. I learnt a lot about writing this year!