Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Give It A Chance ❯ Part 7 ( Chapter 7 )
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By: LilyMoonsAlias 
Anime/Manga: Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Hentai / Shounen | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 12.24.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.3K | Visits: 518 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Hentai / Shounen | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 12.24.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.3K | Visits: 518 | Status: Work In Progress
The second time Aya woke up wasn’t quite so pleasant. His body ached all over and his ass was especially killing him. He muffled a moan against his pillow when he tried to move. He felt like a stale, sticky mess . Then he realized he was alone in the bed and that sent an icy spike straight through his heart. Aya gasped aloud has he was assaulted by a sudden irrational fear and sat up straight in the bed, totally disregarding the pained protest of his muscles. He clutched a handful of bedding under his chin and tried to calm down. Had he just given himself to be used as a one night stand and left alone again. Doubts and hurt washed through his mind so strongly they attracted Schuldig’s attention from the next room.
"Nein, nein, kitten!" Schuldig came rushing back into the bedroom from the bathroom. "I haven’t left you. I didn’t abandon you. I was just getting a bath ready for us."
The telepath climbed on the bed and started untangling his lover from the sheets. Aya closed his eyes and just leaned into his body, angry at himself that he could be so pathetically grateful that Schuldig hadn’t left. It would have been another hard knock to his self esteem.
"I wouldn’t just leave you after what we shared, Aya. I may be a complete bastard most of the time, but I wouldn’t do that to you," Schuldig soothed, gathering the stiff body close. He petted and stroked until Aya relaxed against him. "Come. I know you need a hot bath right now. You must be feeling pretty sore about now, Ja!"
Aya’s cheeks colored in embarrassment to be discussing something so intimate, but he told himself that he had just shared some incredible sex with the other man so he shouldn’t be so embarrassed to talk about it. He had nothing left to hide from the telepath.
"Don’t be so sure about that," Schuldig responded to his thoughts. "I don’t try to know everything in your head."
He helped the redhead from the bed and winced in sympathy when his lover stumbled the first few steps on shaky legs.
"Yeah, the first time is difficult on anyone. I tried to be careful with you."
"I know you did. I’m okay. It’s just that I woke up alone and it felt like I might have dreamed it all," Aya replied.
"Does it still feel like a dream to you?" Schuldig chuckled.
"No," Aya answered and gingerly sat down in the deep tub. He immediately breathed a sigh of relief as the hot water soothed his aching body.
Schuldig climbed into the tub and sat facing him, drawing Aya’s legs into his lap and massaging the calves. He kept silent as he listened in on his lover’s whirling thoughts. Schuldig felt a bit smug and a little shaken up himself. He really needed to work on Aya’s sense of self worth. The blast of hurt and fear that had coursed through his mind had chilled Schuldig to the bone. The hot water worked on him as well and he was content to just soak for a while with the redhead. It alarmed the telepath somewhat when he thought of his immediate reaction to Aya’s fear. He had nearly run into a wall trying to get to the bedroom. The haunted look in Aya’s and the obvious relief at Schuldig’s reappearance had Schuldig both pleased and puzzled.
Holding Aya during the night had been as satisfying as the incredible sex they had shared. Schuldig had to admit to himself that he was starting to feel more than just affection towards the other man. He could also tell that Aya was confused as to what he felt. A frown creased that pale and lovely forehead as Aya idly swished his hands through the water.
"Schuldig," Aya asked after a few minutes of thinking. "What do you want to become of this? Is it going to be just occasional sex?"
"Kitten, I know that while sex with you is great. I also know you have much more than that to offer in a companion. It’s not just your body I want. If that was all I wanted I could have just used my gift to take you and make you believe all along that you wanted it too whether you did or not."
Aya shivered a little at the reminder of the telepath’s enormous power and the things he could do with it.
"But you didn’t"
"No, I didn’t. Would you believe me if I told you that last night was the best sleep I’ve had in years? I enjoyed the feel of you in my arms and waking up with you. "
Aya could understand and believe that. For once he had been able to rest the whole night without being dragged from his sleep by nightmares or desolation. There was no use in denying to himself anyone that he desperately craved the company of other people, particularly someone special who could be a comfort when he needed. He also wanted someone who would enjoy his company just as much. He gazed at the handsome man sitting across from him. The attraction was definitely there and his opinion of the telepath had changed dramatically in just a little over a week. Then another thought bludgeoned him and almost made him ill.
"What about our teams? Do you really think they would agree to you and I being in a relationship?" Aya blushed furiously. "That is, if that’s what is developing here."
Schuldig frowned and pushed damp hair back from his face.
"I don’t know how your Weiss will react, but I don’t care what Crawford thinks. Nagi would be able to understand, but we’re supposed to be free now. I have the right to take a lover whether Crawford agrees or not."
"I don’t think Weiss would react favorably either, nor Krittiker if they found out about it."
"So what are you saying, Aya?" Schuldig pressed. "Do you want to take the chance or are you suggesting that we hide this or even break it off before it’s even begun?"
It was Aya’s turn to frown. He really didn’t want to never see Schuldig again, but he still had his sister’s safety to think about even if he couldn’t approach her. Just the thought of not having the telepath’s company and the comfort of his touch and affection left him feeling hollow inside his chest.
"No, I don’t want to break it off with you, but maybe we should keep this under wraps for now," Aya said and couldn’t bring himself to meet the other man’s eyes. He felt like a coward for not having something more confident and reassuring to say.
Schuldig felt a moment’s hurt that Aya wanted to hide him, but he understood the man’s motivation. He understood, but he didn’t have to like it.
"Is there anywhere you need to be today, Kitten?" Schuldig asked.
Aya shook his head. "No, I just need to call Omi and see if he needs any more information from me about the last mission. Beyond that, I’ve asked for a few days to myself."
Schuldig grinned hugely. "How would you feel about spending those days with me? We can leave town for a few days and go somewhere remote. There would be no one to bother us and I could have my wicked way with you again and again."
"What about Crawford and Nagi?"
"I’ll tell them when I go home to pack a bag and pick up a few things.," Schuldig shrugged. "Like I said, we’re not working any jobs right now. There’s plenty of money if all our accounts that we don’t have to work for years if we don’t want to."
Aya frowned and mulled over the idea for a few minutes then flashed a shy but sincere smile at the telepath.
"I think I’d like that a lot."
Schuldig smiled back, pleased that Aya was starting to trust him enough to agree to go away with him. It was a major accomplishment for him to break through Aya’s latent paranoia and skepticism. Eager to put his plans in motion, Schuldig bounded from the tub and quickly dried himself off before retrieving his clothes from the bedroom. Aya followed at a more sedate pace. He admired Schuldig’s hair and body with a sense of wonder that the telepath was just as attracted to him.
"Of course, I am," Schuldig said. "When was the last time you looked in a mirror objectively, Aya? I’m sorry if it embarrassed you for me to say so, but you’re damn hot."
Aya just shook his head at the bubbly man. Fully dressed, Schuldig walked across to him and it almost looked like a predator stalking its prey except for the warm smile on the man’s lips. Schuldig wrapped his arms around Aya’s waist and nuzzled in the warm skin of his neck, placing little kisses all his jaw. He claimed Aya’s lips in a passionate, demanding kiss to prove his attraction. Aya melted into the kiss. Gods, it was wonderful! He had never felt such desire for another person before. Going from a happy teenager to a brooding assassin bent on revenge had practically stunted Aya emotionally. He had missed out on so much.
"Maybe you were just waiting for the right person to sweep you off your feet," Schuldig murmured against his lips and laughed.
Aya surprised Schuldig again by actually laughing out loud over the telepath’s conceit.
"Not conceit, Kitten," Schuldig chided and nipped his bottom lip. "Confidence. Now make your call and get ready to go. I’ll be back in a few hours after I settle things with Crawford and Nagi, then it will be just you and me for a couple of days."
Aya reluctantly let Schuldig go after taking the initiative of instigating another kiss, this one more confident on his part. Schuldig left after making the promise to hurry. The apartment immediately felt devoid of life and color after the man’s exit. Aya pulled his robe tight around his body and reminded himself that Schuldig would be returning, but that he shouldn’t let himself become too enamored of the man’s company. Aya didn’t want to get too attached only to lose him later if their teams became involved or the telepath lost interest after having had Aya already.
Aya jumped when a phantom hand sharply smacked him on the ass.
/Stop that, Kitten, or you’ll force me to show you some very drastic ways of making more of an impression on you./
That would take some getting used to, the fact his lover could hear his every thought. Aya sighed, a small smile tugging at his lips and picked up his phone to dial Weiss’ house. Yohji was the one to answer.
"Did Omi need more information from me, Yohji?" Aya asked.
"Nope. Kid’s already filed the report. I told him you needed a few days of R and R because you aggravated your wound. He seemed to take it fin."
"Good." Aya breathed a sigh of relief. "I’m going out of town for a few days, Yohji."
"Going on a hot date?" Aya could almost hear the amused leer in Yohji’s voice and blushed. If Kudo only knew…
"Just away from everything."
"You sound better. Did you finally get some rest last night?" Yohji was aware Aya had trouble sleeping.
"I did," Aya answered and was glad Yohji couldn’t see his cryptic smile.
"Good. You needed it, Aya," Yohji said sincerely. "I hope you come back feeling more your old self again."
I hope I come back different altogether, Aya thought.
"Thanks, Yohji. I’ll call when I’m back in town, but I’ll be taking my cell in case I am needed."
After a few more minutes of conversation, Aya flicked off the phone and sat on his bed. He thought about how just one week had changed so many things in his life. Schuldig was like a whirlwind that had just swept into his life, filling it with pleasure and color. It would be interesting to spend more time alone with the flamboyant telepath. For the first time in forever, Aya found himself with something to look forward to and hummed under his breath as he packed a bag and tidied the apartment waiting for Schuldig’s return.
"Nein, nein, kitten!" Schuldig came rushing back into the bedroom from the bathroom. "I haven’t left you. I didn’t abandon you. I was just getting a bath ready for us."
The telepath climbed on the bed and started untangling his lover from the sheets. Aya closed his eyes and just leaned into his body, angry at himself that he could be so pathetically grateful that Schuldig hadn’t left. It would have been another hard knock to his self esteem.
"I wouldn’t just leave you after what we shared, Aya. I may be a complete bastard most of the time, but I wouldn’t do that to you," Schuldig soothed, gathering the stiff body close. He petted and stroked until Aya relaxed against him. "Come. I know you need a hot bath right now. You must be feeling pretty sore about now, Ja!"
Aya’s cheeks colored in embarrassment to be discussing something so intimate, but he told himself that he had just shared some incredible sex with the other man so he shouldn’t be so embarrassed to talk about it. He had nothing left to hide from the telepath.
"Don’t be so sure about that," Schuldig responded to his thoughts. "I don’t try to know everything in your head."
He helped the redhead from the bed and winced in sympathy when his lover stumbled the first few steps on shaky legs.
"Yeah, the first time is difficult on anyone. I tried to be careful with you."
"I know you did. I’m okay. It’s just that I woke up alone and it felt like I might have dreamed it all," Aya replied.
"Does it still feel like a dream to you?" Schuldig chuckled.
"No," Aya answered and gingerly sat down in the deep tub. He immediately breathed a sigh of relief as the hot water soothed his aching body.
Schuldig climbed into the tub and sat facing him, drawing Aya’s legs into his lap and massaging the calves. He kept silent as he listened in on his lover’s whirling thoughts. Schuldig felt a bit smug and a little shaken up himself. He really needed to work on Aya’s sense of self worth. The blast of hurt and fear that had coursed through his mind had chilled Schuldig to the bone. The hot water worked on him as well and he was content to just soak for a while with the redhead. It alarmed the telepath somewhat when he thought of his immediate reaction to Aya’s fear. He had nearly run into a wall trying to get to the bedroom. The haunted look in Aya’s and the obvious relief at Schuldig’s reappearance had Schuldig both pleased and puzzled.
Holding Aya during the night had been as satisfying as the incredible sex they had shared. Schuldig had to admit to himself that he was starting to feel more than just affection towards the other man. He could also tell that Aya was confused as to what he felt. A frown creased that pale and lovely forehead as Aya idly swished his hands through the water.
"Schuldig," Aya asked after a few minutes of thinking. "What do you want to become of this? Is it going to be just occasional sex?"
"Kitten, I know that while sex with you is great. I also know you have much more than that to offer in a companion. It’s not just your body I want. If that was all I wanted I could have just used my gift to take you and make you believe all along that you wanted it too whether you did or not."
Aya shivered a little at the reminder of the telepath’s enormous power and the things he could do with it.
"But you didn’t"
"No, I didn’t. Would you believe me if I told you that last night was the best sleep I’ve had in years? I enjoyed the feel of you in my arms and waking up with you. "
Aya could understand and believe that. For once he had been able to rest the whole night without being dragged from his sleep by nightmares or desolation. There was no use in denying to himself anyone that he desperately craved the company of other people, particularly someone special who could be a comfort when he needed. He also wanted someone who would enjoy his company just as much. He gazed at the handsome man sitting across from him. The attraction was definitely there and his opinion of the telepath had changed dramatically in just a little over a week. Then another thought bludgeoned him and almost made him ill.
"What about our teams? Do you really think they would agree to you and I being in a relationship?" Aya blushed furiously. "That is, if that’s what is developing here."
Schuldig frowned and pushed damp hair back from his face.
"I don’t know how your Weiss will react, but I don’t care what Crawford thinks. Nagi would be able to understand, but we’re supposed to be free now. I have the right to take a lover whether Crawford agrees or not."
"I don’t think Weiss would react favorably either, nor Krittiker if they found out about it."
"So what are you saying, Aya?" Schuldig pressed. "Do you want to take the chance or are you suggesting that we hide this or even break it off before it’s even begun?"
It was Aya’s turn to frown. He really didn’t want to never see Schuldig again, but he still had his sister’s safety to think about even if he couldn’t approach her. Just the thought of not having the telepath’s company and the comfort of his touch and affection left him feeling hollow inside his chest.
"No, I don’t want to break it off with you, but maybe we should keep this under wraps for now," Aya said and couldn’t bring himself to meet the other man’s eyes. He felt like a coward for not having something more confident and reassuring to say.
Schuldig felt a moment’s hurt that Aya wanted to hide him, but he understood the man’s motivation. He understood, but he didn’t have to like it.
"Is there anywhere you need to be today, Kitten?" Schuldig asked.
Aya shook his head. "No, I just need to call Omi and see if he needs any more information from me about the last mission. Beyond that, I’ve asked for a few days to myself."
Schuldig grinned hugely. "How would you feel about spending those days with me? We can leave town for a few days and go somewhere remote. There would be no one to bother us and I could have my wicked way with you again and again."
"What about Crawford and Nagi?"
"I’ll tell them when I go home to pack a bag and pick up a few things.," Schuldig shrugged. "Like I said, we’re not working any jobs right now. There’s plenty of money if all our accounts that we don’t have to work for years if we don’t want to."
Aya frowned and mulled over the idea for a few minutes then flashed a shy but sincere smile at the telepath.
"I think I’d like that a lot."
Schuldig smiled back, pleased that Aya was starting to trust him enough to agree to go away with him. It was a major accomplishment for him to break through Aya’s latent paranoia and skepticism. Eager to put his plans in motion, Schuldig bounded from the tub and quickly dried himself off before retrieving his clothes from the bedroom. Aya followed at a more sedate pace. He admired Schuldig’s hair and body with a sense of wonder that the telepath was just as attracted to him.
"Of course, I am," Schuldig said. "When was the last time you looked in a mirror objectively, Aya? I’m sorry if it embarrassed you for me to say so, but you’re damn hot."
Aya just shook his head at the bubbly man. Fully dressed, Schuldig walked across to him and it almost looked like a predator stalking its prey except for the warm smile on the man’s lips. Schuldig wrapped his arms around Aya’s waist and nuzzled in the warm skin of his neck, placing little kisses all his jaw. He claimed Aya’s lips in a passionate, demanding kiss to prove his attraction. Aya melted into the kiss. Gods, it was wonderful! He had never felt such desire for another person before. Going from a happy teenager to a brooding assassin bent on revenge had practically stunted Aya emotionally. He had missed out on so much.
"Maybe you were just waiting for the right person to sweep you off your feet," Schuldig murmured against his lips and laughed.
Aya surprised Schuldig again by actually laughing out loud over the telepath’s conceit.
"Not conceit, Kitten," Schuldig chided and nipped his bottom lip. "Confidence. Now make your call and get ready to go. I’ll be back in a few hours after I settle things with Crawford and Nagi, then it will be just you and me for a couple of days."
Aya reluctantly let Schuldig go after taking the initiative of instigating another kiss, this one more confident on his part. Schuldig left after making the promise to hurry. The apartment immediately felt devoid of life and color after the man’s exit. Aya pulled his robe tight around his body and reminded himself that Schuldig would be returning, but that he shouldn’t let himself become too enamored of the man’s company. Aya didn’t want to get too attached only to lose him later if their teams became involved or the telepath lost interest after having had Aya already.
Aya jumped when a phantom hand sharply smacked him on the ass.
/Stop that, Kitten, or you’ll force me to show you some very drastic ways of making more of an impression on you./
That would take some getting used to, the fact his lover could hear his every thought. Aya sighed, a small smile tugging at his lips and picked up his phone to dial Weiss’ house. Yohji was the one to answer.
"Did Omi need more information from me, Yohji?" Aya asked.
"Nope. Kid’s already filed the report. I told him you needed a few days of R and R because you aggravated your wound. He seemed to take it fin."
"Good." Aya breathed a sigh of relief. "I’m going out of town for a few days, Yohji."
"Going on a hot date?" Aya could almost hear the amused leer in Yohji’s voice and blushed. If Kudo only knew…
"Just away from everything."
"You sound better. Did you finally get some rest last night?" Yohji was aware Aya had trouble sleeping.
"I did," Aya answered and was glad Yohji couldn’t see his cryptic smile.
"Good. You needed it, Aya," Yohji said sincerely. "I hope you come back feeling more your old self again."
I hope I come back different altogether, Aya thought.
"Thanks, Yohji. I’ll call when I’m back in town, but I’ll be taking my cell in case I am needed."
After a few more minutes of conversation, Aya flicked off the phone and sat on his bed. He thought about how just one week had changed so many things in his life. Schuldig was like a whirlwind that had just swept into his life, filling it with pleasure and color. It would be interesting to spend more time alone with the flamboyant telepath. For the first time in forever, Aya found himself with something to look forward to and hummed under his breath as he packed a bag and tidied the apartment waiting for Schuldig’s return.