Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Please, Give Me Another Chance ❯ Killed By Cruel Words ( Chapter 1 )

Please Give Me Another Chance

By: Atsureki

Disclaimers : I own diddly-dick that's all I'm gonna say 'bout it

Paring : Aya/Ken, one-sided

Warnings : OCC, angst, death (I'm not putting Shonen-ai or Yaoi here because well it's so very mild and one-sided)

Notes : Stuff written in Italic are thoughts.

This fic is diffrent from my others and part of it is because I wanted to write something where Aya isn't the strong one and Ken the "whipped" one. This chapter might make you cry… *sighs*

Chapter 1. Killed By Cruel Words

It just wasn't right. He couldn't help it but that was how he felt. It wasn't right and it was down right unfair. Cursing quietly to himself he glanced over towards his three team-mates. They were talking about something, most likely the mission they were on. No that should be corrected, two of his three team-mates were talking the third one was just standing there looking… What was the look on Aya's face? Hurt? Sadness? Disappointment? Anger? Blandness? Ken couldn't really tell but whatever it was it was there because of him. He lowered his eyes to the dirty floor and sighed deeply. Why had he been such a complete asshole? So he was hot-headed but that was no excuse for what he had done. Sighing again he studied his shoes, hoping that they somehow could take away what he had said, hell screamed, to Aya. They didn't, of course.
"SIBERIAN!" The brunette almost jumped out of his skin at the loud yell of his code name. "Will you fucking listen? What planet are you on?"
"Gomen, Balinese. What did you say?" Yoji glared at him and snorted.
"Bombay just said that you and Abyssinian are gonna take out the targets on the fifth floor." Ken groaned. Of course they had to team him up with Aya.
"Sure," he muttered sourly and chanced a glance at the redhead who seemed to be lost to the world.
"Well? Don't just stand there get a move on or we'll be here all fucking night!" Ken glared at the lanky blonde and huffed. What the hell was up Yoji's ass? He usually didn't act like that but then again all the four members were well aware of what had happened between Ken and the redhead. Aya started walking away looking nothing like the cold, strong leader he normally was. The brunette had no choice but to follow and he did it reluctlantly. He hadn't been alone with his older team-mate since that horrible evening two weeks ago. They took the stairs up without uttering a word. Actually Aya hadn't spoken a word to him for 14 days, he hadn't even looked at him. What friendship they had once had was destroyed and Ken knew all too well that it would never be rebuilt either. His spiteful words had destroyed everything and what really pained him was that he had meant several of them, he just hadn't meant for them to sound so hateful and as if he was so very disgusted by the redhead. Shaking his head sadly Ken trailed behind Aya down a dark corridore.
"Siberain, Abyssinian, watch your backs I just saw several guards heading upstairs," Omi's voice whispered in their ears. The redhead didn't even seem to have heard him. Ken frowned and chewed on his lip.
"Copy that Bombay." The link became quiet again. How could he have broken Aya so completely with his words? The redhead had always seemed to strong, like nothing could ever wound him emotionally but somehow Ken had succeeded and he really wished he hadn't. He had never meant to hurt Aya so badly but he didn't know how to ask for forgiveness and besides, the redhead would never forgive him. A sound made both assassins freeze. "Must be the guards," Ken whispered and got no recognition that he had even spoken. The taller man just took a few steps into the shadows. The brunette gritted his teeth and fought to keep his temper in check. This was stupid! They were both grown men and they had a job to do, although Aya didn't seem to have noticed nor did he seem to care. His katana was drawn but he held it in a manner that Ken had never seen before. A fly on the blade would cause the redhead to drop his weapon and if he was attacked he would never be able to defend himself. "So this is how it's going to be?" Ken asked with a sigh and bore his eyes into the other man's back. "Are you never going to talk to me again?" A very pale face turned to him. Aya's amethyst eyes that normally were covered in a wall of coldness looked empty and lost.
"What do you care?" Even his voice seemed to have change.
"Of course I care!" Ken spat out a lot more harsh than he had intended.
"You made it perfectly clear that you don't care Siberian. My shear presence disgusts you, wasn't that what you said?" The brunette bit his lip and swallowed hard. Yes, that was exactly what he had said, among other things that had been so much more unpleasent. "I really think we should drop this subject right now. There are guards heading this way." Ken just nodded feeling exactly like the bastard he was. Almost on cue a whole herd of armed men came stalking towards them. Fuck! the brunette cursed to himself. Those men were carrying automatic weapons.
"What the hell are we supposed to do?" he hissed to Aya.
"Let them pass," was the empty reply he got. It only took a few minutes before the guards had disappeared around the next corner. Aya stepped out from their hiding-place and started walking again but something made Ken take another look behind them. His whole body froze when he saw two men standing where there a moment ago had been nobody. They both had their guns raised and aimed at the redhead's unprotected back.
"AYA!" A very loud clatter echoed through the corridore as Ken's scream was drowned out. In shock the brunette watched as bullet after bullet hit Aya's back making him jerk back and forth like a ragdoll. Blood cascaded from the redhead's chest and stomach as they went straight through his body. Then just as suddenly as it had begun it all ended, the two guards turned around and left. Neither one of them had seen the brunette since he was still hidden by the shadows. Ken remained frozen for a few moments before he finally managed to convince himself to run up to his fallen team-mate. "My god Aya!" he sobbed and sunk down on his knees. He didn't have to check for a pulse it was already painfully evident that Aya was dead. His back ripped to shreds by the rapid gunfire, his hair drenched in blood just as the floor around him.
"Siberian, Abyssinian? What's going on I heard guns." Ken couldn't answer he just kept on staring at the macabre sceen infront of him. Aya's pale face covered with blood, his violet eyes coldly staring at the wall. "Balinese? What's going on?"
"I'm not sure Bombay. The shots came from the fifth floor, I'm going there now."
"Copy that Balinese." It became quiet again. Gently Ken turned his dead team-mate over to his back.
"I'm so sorry Aya, this is my fault. I'm so very sorry. I don't want you to die. I'm sorry, I didn't meant it. Please?" He begged, he pleaded but the redhead was dead just the same.
"Oh Jesus Christ! AYA!" Yoji almost fell down beside Ken. "Aya, oh dear gods." The brunette looked up as tears flowed down his cheeks.
"It's my fault. I said I wanted him to die. I just… just… I said that I hated him…" Yoji just stared at him with his green eyes darkened by sadness, panic and anger.
"Shut the fuck up Ken! JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP!"
"Balinese?"
"Omi," the lanky blonde croaked out and gently brushed away a bloody crimson lock of hair from Aya's pale face. "There's… been… a…. an accident… Aya…. Omi… Aya is… eh… gone."
"What do you mean gone? Balinese, please explain!?" Omi gasped and let out a low cry. "Yoji? Where's Aya?" Ken pulled himself together the best he could.
"He's dead Omi… I killed him…" Yes he had killed Aya as surely as if he had pulled the trigger himself. Due to his words the redhead had been broken inside and hadn't paid attention to the mission. That was something Ken would have to live with for the rest of his life. "Please forgive me Aya," the brunette cried. "I… I… didn't mean it…" Yoji glanced up through his tears and shook his head.
"How could you do this to him Ken? All he wanted was to love you… How the hell could you say those things to him?!" the lanky blonde shouted. Weiß had lost their leader and the one responsible for it was Hidaka Ken. They all knew it and they all blamed him for it, including himself. But regret has never made anything undone, at least not so far…

~TBC~

I know I already have several fics up and running but I had this dream last night so I just had to write it down. Please be aware of the fact that this fic isn't what it seems like at the moment. I'm sure most of you are confused about the whole matter and think that all characters are acting way too OOC but please stay with me. Besides, I do believe that even if Yoji and Aya aren't the best of friends Yoji would be very upset and stuff if Aya was killed. The last things Yoji says to Ken here are probably not what he would normally say but someone needed to do it and well Omi is even less the type than Yoji, don't you agree? If you want me to continue you know what to do, ne?/Atsureki