Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Roses and Thorns ❯ Chapter 10
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10
Yohji blew out a puff of smoke as he stared at the water. This was where he came when he wanted to think. Right now though it was hard to think of anything but that fight.
He shouldn’t have yelled at Aya like that. Yeah, he’d been pissed off to know that Aya had seen him like that and hadn’t said anything. But he supposed he didn’t blame him. Aya didn’t talk about things that embarrassed him, so of course he hadn’t come right out and said it before. He’d done the only thing he could’ve done, he’d investigated it in his own strange way.
But it had hurt knowing that it was the only reason that Aya had come to him those nights. He’d thought that maybe Aya’d felt what he was feeling. I mean the look in Aya’s eyes every time they touched was extraordinary. He’d never seen Aya’s eyes like that. He’d stupidly assumed it meant that Aya was starting to love him.
Then Aya had said something that was like dumping a bucket of ice on Yohji. He’d said he could go and find it with someone else. Normally if Aya had told him what he’d found out Yohji probably would’ve tried to talk to him about it. But Aya had made it quite clear that Yohji meant no more to him than some stranger in a club. That hit hard.
How in the hell he’d been able to make Aya cry after that was beyond him. What the fuck had happened? Aya didn’t cry, as a rule. But then again Aya didn’t kiss as a rule, or any of the other things he’d been doing lately.
Yohji was confused. He couldn’t think of anything he’d said being particularly bad. I mean he’d told Aya to get lost, but the man had looked like he wanted to leave anyway. Aya had looked like…like he’d been crushed? What the hell?
And he’d tried to grab onto Aya once he’d seen the tears but the redhead had run off, which was another thing the man just didn’t do.
Yohji butted out his cigarette and climbed back into his car. He’d spent the better part of the day staring at the water and was still coming up blank. It was dark out now. Time to go home and talk to Aya, try to apologise for…whatever the hell it was he’d said.
He could guarantee Omi would be waiting at the door looking pissed as hell. Aya sure as hell would be upstairs in his room being the reclusive bastard he always was. Yohji would have to deal with Omi first. He’d just admit he was an ass, let Omi hit him, and then go and talk to Aya.
Sure enough, as he pulled up in front of the Koneko Omi was there, glaring daggers at him while holding out his mission coat. What the hell was going on?
“I had to call Manx. I was desperate for anything to keep Aya here so he wouldn’t disappear without a trace. Manx came and gave him a mission. The bitch gave him a mission that we all should’ve taken care of. She told him it was a solo mission. Who in the hell gives someone a solo mission that has that many guards in a high security facility! She asked him if he needed any help and he said no. So she gave him the mission.”
“And you didn’t follow him? Are you trying to get him killed?” Yohji hissed, throwing on his coat.
“We have the address for you, Yohji. If you hadn’t taken so long doing god knows what you could’ve followed him yourself and been there as back up.”
“I swear to God, Omi, if he gets killed because you were stupid you can bet your ass I’m coming after you for it. Not even Ken will be able to keep you safe. Even so, thanks for trying to make him stay.” Yohji grabbed the page of directions from Omi and climbed back into his car.
Today was going to hell! It had started out so nice, too! Once he’d apologised to Aya the redhead had been his again. He’d sat with Aya in silence for over an hour while the redhead read one of those large books Yohji would’ve snoozed over. He’d just spent the time with his arms around Aya while the redhead turned the pages. Then Aya had dozed off on Yohji while he was watching television. So Yohji decided to take Aya shopping. Damn, maybe if he’d just let Aya sleep none of this would’ve happened.
Yohji sped down the street, glancing down at the directions. He just hoped to hell Aya wasn’t already in there, because it was going to take him twenty minutes to find this damned place.
No one in their right mind would try to do this mission alone. But then Aya was upset, and when he was upset killing things did seem to do the trick. He’d seen Aya fight after an argument and the man was vicious. But even a pissed off Aya didn’t stand a chance alone in this one.
Yohji slammed the heel of his palm on the steering wheel. Why the hell didn’t they make cars that went faster than this?
He wanted to call Aya’s cell to see if he was alright, but didn’t dare, not when Aya might still be in a safe spot, unharmed and cloaked in darkness.
He’d started getting used to Aya sneaking up on him with that blush on his cheeks that told him that Aya had another interesting question for him that would probably end with ‘did we just have sex?’ It was so cute! And the way Aya’s eyes followed him around made him feel warm. Hell, even when Aya glared at him Yohji had a grin from ear to ear.
He could feel the tears rimming his eyes at the thought that Aya might already be dead. He couldn’t end it with that, not with Aya in tears. He’d really hurt Aya, and he’d be damned if it was the last thing he’d ever done to the man.
Yohji pulled up in front of the place just in time to see four people heading outside. Yohji let his wires fly. He didn’t care who they were. He had no idea who the target was, but even so, he’d be damned if anyone got away simply by walking right by him.
“There’s another one of them!” One of the men shouted. Yohji silenced him quickly. So then its already started, and Aya’s already fighting for his life!
Author’s notes: Yes, I’m ending it there. My partner has told me(over the phone) to tell you I’m such a bitch! LOL!
Yohji blew out a puff of smoke as he stared at the water. This was where he came when he wanted to think. Right now though it was hard to think of anything but that fight.
He shouldn’t have yelled at Aya like that. Yeah, he’d been pissed off to know that Aya had seen him like that and hadn’t said anything. But he supposed he didn’t blame him. Aya didn’t talk about things that embarrassed him, so of course he hadn’t come right out and said it before. He’d done the only thing he could’ve done, he’d investigated it in his own strange way.
But it had hurt knowing that it was the only reason that Aya had come to him those nights. He’d thought that maybe Aya’d felt what he was feeling. I mean the look in Aya’s eyes every time they touched was extraordinary. He’d never seen Aya’s eyes like that. He’d stupidly assumed it meant that Aya was starting to love him.
Then Aya had said something that was like dumping a bucket of ice on Yohji. He’d said he could go and find it with someone else. Normally if Aya had told him what he’d found out Yohji probably would’ve tried to talk to him about it. But Aya had made it quite clear that Yohji meant no more to him than some stranger in a club. That hit hard.
How in the hell he’d been able to make Aya cry after that was beyond him. What the fuck had happened? Aya didn’t cry, as a rule. But then again Aya didn’t kiss as a rule, or any of the other things he’d been doing lately.
Yohji was confused. He couldn’t think of anything he’d said being particularly bad. I mean he’d told Aya to get lost, but the man had looked like he wanted to leave anyway. Aya had looked like…like he’d been crushed? What the hell?
And he’d tried to grab onto Aya once he’d seen the tears but the redhead had run off, which was another thing the man just didn’t do.
Yohji butted out his cigarette and climbed back into his car. He’d spent the better part of the day staring at the water and was still coming up blank. It was dark out now. Time to go home and talk to Aya, try to apologise for…whatever the hell it was he’d said.
He could guarantee Omi would be waiting at the door looking pissed as hell. Aya sure as hell would be upstairs in his room being the reclusive bastard he always was. Yohji would have to deal with Omi first. He’d just admit he was an ass, let Omi hit him, and then go and talk to Aya.
Sure enough, as he pulled up in front of the Koneko Omi was there, glaring daggers at him while holding out his mission coat. What the hell was going on?
“I had to call Manx. I was desperate for anything to keep Aya here so he wouldn’t disappear without a trace. Manx came and gave him a mission. The bitch gave him a mission that we all should’ve taken care of. She told him it was a solo mission. Who in the hell gives someone a solo mission that has that many guards in a high security facility! She asked him if he needed any help and he said no. So she gave him the mission.”
“And you didn’t follow him? Are you trying to get him killed?” Yohji hissed, throwing on his coat.
“We have the address for you, Yohji. If you hadn’t taken so long doing god knows what you could’ve followed him yourself and been there as back up.”
“I swear to God, Omi, if he gets killed because you were stupid you can bet your ass I’m coming after you for it. Not even Ken will be able to keep you safe. Even so, thanks for trying to make him stay.” Yohji grabbed the page of directions from Omi and climbed back into his car.
Today was going to hell! It had started out so nice, too! Once he’d apologised to Aya the redhead had been his again. He’d sat with Aya in silence for over an hour while the redhead read one of those large books Yohji would’ve snoozed over. He’d just spent the time with his arms around Aya while the redhead turned the pages. Then Aya had dozed off on Yohji while he was watching television. So Yohji decided to take Aya shopping. Damn, maybe if he’d just let Aya sleep none of this would’ve happened.
Yohji sped down the street, glancing down at the directions. He just hoped to hell Aya wasn’t already in there, because it was going to take him twenty minutes to find this damned place.
No one in their right mind would try to do this mission alone. But then Aya was upset, and when he was upset killing things did seem to do the trick. He’d seen Aya fight after an argument and the man was vicious. But even a pissed off Aya didn’t stand a chance alone in this one.
Yohji slammed the heel of his palm on the steering wheel. Why the hell didn’t they make cars that went faster than this?
He wanted to call Aya’s cell to see if he was alright, but didn’t dare, not when Aya might still be in a safe spot, unharmed and cloaked in darkness.
He’d started getting used to Aya sneaking up on him with that blush on his cheeks that told him that Aya had another interesting question for him that would probably end with ‘did we just have sex?’ It was so cute! And the way Aya’s eyes followed him around made him feel warm. Hell, even when Aya glared at him Yohji had a grin from ear to ear.
He could feel the tears rimming his eyes at the thought that Aya might already be dead. He couldn’t end it with that, not with Aya in tears. He’d really hurt Aya, and he’d be damned if it was the last thing he’d ever done to the man.
Yohji pulled up in front of the place just in time to see four people heading outside. Yohji let his wires fly. He didn’t care who they were. He had no idea who the target was, but even so, he’d be damned if anyone got away simply by walking right by him.
“There’s another one of them!” One of the men shouted. Yohji silenced him quickly. So then its already started, and Aya’s already fighting for his life!
Author’s notes: Yes, I’m ending it there. My partner has told me(over the phone) to tell you I’m such a bitch! LOL!