Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Return to Me... Or the Woman Gets It! ❯ One-Shot

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

By: Malfoy

Title: Return to Me . . . Or the Woman Gets it!
Author: Malfoy (Milk and Apples)
Archive: http://absoluteyaoi.cjb.net, fanfiction.net; if you want it, lemme know.
Pairings: Ken + Yuriko, Omi + Ken, Ken x Omi
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Yaoi! Lemon! An angry Omi! Language!
Notes: This is the most perfect couple, in my opinion!!!!! I had this planned out the first time I watched episode 5 . . . of course being sleepy as hell and adding commentary to the whole episode played a bit of a role in the development of the story. There are certain changes of events but it all falls into episode 5.
Return to Me. . . Or the Woman Gets it!

She makes me want to puke. Not because she's ugly or anything like that but because Ken keeps falling for her like she's the greatest thing since sliced bread. Well, you know what?! I'm sick of it. Why the hell does he care so much for her anyway?! Is it because she's got things I don't, like breasts?! Or is it because she can give him a family and I can't?! It's not my fault I was made a boy. It's not my fault I'm madly in love with him and would give up anything to be with him.

Her name is Yuriko Asakawa. She better be glad we haven't met or I think she'd regret it. I don't care that it would be completely un polite to do to her what I would have to, to keep Ken. She gave him a fuckin' ticket out of here for goodness sakes. And what'd he do?! He agreed to go! Yeah, I'm not completely blaming her for Ken's faults he's getting a lot of the blame, too.

Now, I'm sitting at my computer typing fiercely in search of more information about this Freunde drink thing that Perisa has us looking for. It's been killing people left and right. It's our new mission to kill the makers. This is going to be fun . . . ruining a big time company always brightens my day. I hear footsteps coming down the stairs. I hope that it's Ken who's come to apologize and fall back into my arms. But nooo . . . it's Yoji-kun instead.

"Find anything new?" Yoji peered over my shoulder, hand on my shoulder. I shrug off his hand and nod then point to the screen. I'm too angry to talk with anybody right now. "Good work, Omi-kun. I guess we can start our hunt now." He starts walking back upstairs. "Oh, yeah, got a call from Ken. He says he's spending the night with that Yuriko chick again so there's no need to wait up for him." He heads back up the stairs and out of sight.

"Dammit, Ken! Gahhh!" My voice echos through the room. I grab a book and throw it against the wall creating a loud bang. The door upstairs opens again.

"You okay, Omi-kun?" Yoji calls down the stairs

"Iie! I'm going out." I trudge up the stairs and out of the flower shop. I grab my scooter and head off not knowing when I'll return, if I ever do return.

Unfortunately, I accidently ride by Yuriko's apartment and see them on the balcony hugging and kissing each other. Ken's arms are tightly wrapped around Yuriko's body. It causes a thick knot to form in my stomach. The knot slowly works its way up to my throat as I get farther away from them. It settles there and won't go away. I suddenly pull off to the side of the road. I fling my body into the grass off the shoulder. My head buries itself into my hands. My eyes start to shed tears. I can't help it, heavy sobs explode into the night air. All I can say is . . . I hope he doesn't fuck her.

"Omi . . . " a voice calls from behind me. It's soft and calming. Yoji stands there, his shadow blocking the light of the moon. He kneels down beside me and allows a hand to run through my hair.

I shrug off the touch, "Don't touch me. I don't want anybody to touch me." My eyes meet his, "It's not fair Yoji-kun, it's just not fair." I glare at him, " Don't give me that life isn't fair crap. He and I aren't supposed to split up like this, especially over a damned woman. I hate her."

"People can't help who they fall in love with, Omi. Maybe it was time for Ken to move on," he has a soft look on his face but his words sure aren't helping. Does he think that will comfort me?! I'm in a crisis for goodness sakes. Words like that would certainly just make it worse.

My eyes bore a hole into his. His gaze becomes rather shocked. "Yeah, that's what I thought. Don't you dare tell me that Ken and I weren't meant to be together. I don't question your relationship with Mr. Abyssinian, do I? No! So just leave me alone. I'll let you know when I need your opinion, okay?"

"Gomen ne, Omi-kun. You really have it bad don't you?!"

"You're just figuring that out?!"

A surprised look crosses Yoji's face. I guess it's unusual for him to see me like this since I'm usually the quiet one who's always Mr. Happy. Well, ya know what?! I'm not now, so just deal with it. To tell you the truth, I'm pissed, I'm sad, and I'm desperate for Ken. Is it too much to ask to get love from someone who you thought loved you?! I think not!

"Just go home, Yoji. I'll be back before morning." Without question Yoji went back to where he came from. I get back up on my scooter and continue to ride until there is nothing but darkness that surrounds me. There I sit and look up at the stars. It's been a while since I was last able to do this. The last time was with the other three members of Weiss; I fell asleep beside Ken who didn't bother to wake me up when Aya and Yoji left. He just let me sleep beside him until the morning's light woke me up.

It's too damn hard to not think of Ken. He's been with me for as long as I can remember. This isn't fair at all. I hope he eventually sees how much pain he's putting me through. I hope he can somehow heal this and make me feel better. There's nothing better than a knot that stays in your stomach making just the slightest unwanted image cause you to want to puke. I hate this.

After finally discovering the Big and Little Dippers, I get the courage to go back home to spend the second night of my life without Ken somewhere in the house. I pass back by Yuriko's apartment and they're no longer outside. The apartment windows seem dark. I just hope they're sleeping and nothing more. Neither my mind nor my heart could handle knowing if he did something like that with her. My heart would never forgive him and my brain wouldn't allow me to forgive him.

****

Morning comes and Ken is sitting in a chair next to my bed. He's watching me. I try hard not to roll my eyes in disgust. I try hard not to turn away from him. He looks so innocent. Why is he watching me? Does he pity me or something?

"We fight tonight, Ken," I tell him.

"Yeah, I know. Yoji told me. I'm ready. I leave with Yuriko tomorrow morning," his voice doesn't sound too happy about the fact that he's leaving. "I'm gonna miss you guys, but I guess that's the price I pay."

Why the hell did he say that? Is he trying to make me feel worse? I can't stand to look at him anymore. He's just making me more angry. I throw the blankets off of me and head into the bathroom. When I come out, he's not there. I dress and head upstairs for work. Even before we open there are about 50 girls outside the shop watching and screaming at us. Sometimes I wish they'd just go away, like today. I'm not in the mood for a paparazzi. We work nonstop until closing time.

Deliveries are made left and right. Then Oka-san comes in and orders 50 daisies and lilies for me. Wow, another load of flowers. At least work keeps my mind off of Ken and the fact that I'll probably never see him again after tonight. I hate that. I hate this whole thing.

When night falls, we make our way into the Freunde company; Aya and I head off in one direction while Ken and Yoji head off in another. We first see Hiroshi Maeda, the chairman, who I quickly throw darts at; the darts hit his notebook. I jump out from behind the pillar and notice Aya slay the man who then falls to the floor, dead.

The next thing I know, the four of us are together. Ken stands alone looking as if he's about to cry. His eyes are glued to the sight of his bloodied bugnucks. I wonder what Yoji and Ken talked about earlier when they made their deliveries since no one really talked when all of us were together.

We head back to the flower shop in silence. When I get out of the shower, Ken is there in my room in the same chair he was in this morning. He's looking at the plane ticket that Yuriko gave him. I want to take it from him, rip it in half, throw it away then make love to him like never before . . . just to show him that I love him more than anything in the world and no one else would do. Instead, I just sit on my bed and watch him.

"This is it, my last night with you guys," he sighs then gets up from the chair and sits beside me. He doesn't say anything else. He just puts an arm around my shoulders. I move away from him and pull down the sheets from my bed.

"Good night, Ken," I don't want to hear or see any more of him, he's broken my heart enough already. He should just go be with her if he's gonna do it.

I hear him stumble out of the room then feel my eyes well with tears. This is going to be a long life without him with me. I cry myself to sleep wishing time could reverse itself so he would have never met her.

****

Morning comes. Ken is gone. His bedroom is bare. I feel lonely. Nothing seems right.

I go into his room in my pajamas and sit on his bed. The burgundy blankets are still warm and have his scent. I bury my head into the pillow then it finally hits me. He's gone, forever. My Ken has left me for a woman. To make matters worse, I look to the bed side table and notice every picture of me and him together left behind. I guess he's really going to forget me. I'm never going to see him again, never going to kiss him again, hug him again or love him again.

Sobs of pain leap from my throat. My tears soak Ken's pillow, stain it with a broken heart. After a few moments, I feel someone hold me. I sit up and lean my head against their chest, thinking it's Yoji I start talking in between sobs.

"He's gone. The only one I trusted with everything I have is gone. He's the only one I could ever love the way I loved him. Ken means so much to me. I'd give anything for him to come back so I could tell him how much I love him and I never would do anything to hurt him ever. He's hurt me so much over the past few days. It's like he just took my heart out of my chest and ripped it in two then threw it away . . . but I still love him more than anything," I squirm in my beholder's arms. They're so comforting with them just being there. I lift my head off of the person's chest, "Yoji, It . . . "

It's not Yoji. It's not Aya. My love has come back to me. His eyes are filled with tears the way they were the night before. "I'm sorry, Omi. I never meant to hurt you at all. Will you ever forgive me?" He holds me close to him as he too starts to sob.

"Please don't cry," my lips meet his for the first time in a long time. He kisses me back with great passion. How can I not forgive him? He's the one I love, the one I trust my life with. "I love you, Ken."

He lays me down on the bed, my head on his pillow. "I swear I'll never hurt you again. I'll make it up to you, I promise." His lips meet mine again. His tongue darts out into my opened mouth. Our tongues battle with one another for the joy of fighting. I've missed his taste. He pulls out of the kiss.

I whimper in protest but quickly quiet as he lifts my t-shirt over my head. His lips return to mine until he descends down my body. Ken's eyes study each curve of my body. I lick my lips in anticipation, my mouth has gone dry and my mind has clouded with thoughts of sex.

"Make love to me, Ken," I plead and he nods his assent. His mouth wraps around one of my nipples. His tongue playfully flicks over the nub causing me to arch my back into him. Ken's mouth trails down my body until he comes in contact with my belly button. He licks my belly button then moves back up my body for another sweet kiss.

I nearly rip the jacket away from his body only thinking that he's mine once again. His clothed hips thrust into mine sending a rough jolt of pleasure through my body. His eyes lock on to mine sending me into another dimension where it's just me and Ken, nobody else exists. I gladly drown in the depths of his green eyes then pull him close to me and just hug him until he sits up, straddling my legs. I reach forward and unbuckle his belt then unbutton his pants. Slowly, my fingers pull down the zipper.

Ken's fingers move underneath the waist band of my boxers, teasing me. His thumb brushes against the tip of my cock which lays against my stomach. He pulls my boxers off of my body then flips us. I straddle his hips. He thrusts upwards to meet my erection sending shivers up my spine. The roughness of his jeans gives me an unexpected sort of pleasure.

I reach down and lower his pants enough to free his cock then lower my head and take him into my mouth. He lets out a yelp and thrusts into my mouth. He's so hard. I guess he didn't fuck her after all. 'That's a good, Ken.' I think to myself.

He tastes better than I remember. He tastes sweet rather than bitter. I lick up the underside of his cock, the pulsing veins welcoming the pleasure. My hand holds the shaft as my tongue plays with the opening. I then lower my head once more as I take in his cock then sit up. I take his right hand and suck the index and middle finger. Ken watches me with lust filled eyes. I move the fingers in and out of my mouth then lower them. I press his fingers to my entrance. Then, he pushes them both inside of me.

"Take me, Ken!" I plead to him.

He pulls his fingers out of me then grabs my hips. He lowers me down onto his erection. I hum in the tune pleasure. Immediately he brushes against that spot deep inside that gives me so much pleasure. He's gotten quite good. I reach under his shirt and play blindly with his nipples. He lets out a sight of pleasure. My body rides up and down his cock so easily. In no time we're both caught in the darkness of orgasm.

"I love you, Omi," he moans as he releases himself inside of me.

My seed shoots out onto his chest as I yell his name. I kiss his lips a final time before resting beside him. He removes his shirt and giggles.

"Sorry," I tell him and blush.

He pulls up his boxers but leaves his pants undone. I lay beside him nude, a leg draped lazily over his legs. I nuzzle his neck with my nose. His breathing becomes more regular as the feeling of the orgasm becomes works it's way into the locked away memories. We hear a whistle like what guys do to girls when they like them. I look up and Yoji is standing in the door way.

"You guys want the day off today?" he asks with a sly grin on his face.

"Yeah that'd be nice. Thanks, Yoji-kun. We'll pay you back," Ken answers to him.

"Ok," Yoji waves, turns and walks back upstairs.

I snuggle up close to Ken who holds me close to him. He turns his head to face me then kisses my forehead. "I love you, Omi."

I thought we'd already established that but I guess hearing it more than once in a life time isn't a problem, "Aishiteru watashi no aisuru."

~OWARI

Woot! That was fun. I know, there's not much of an ending but deal with it.