Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Roses and Thorns ❯ Chapter 18

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18


Yohji knew he shouldn’t have stormed out of the bathroom like that. But Aya’s question had hurt. How could Aya doubt him after everything he’d done to try to show his love?

“You two fighting again?” Ken asked, scratching his head with confusion.

“I don’t think we are. I just wasn’t ready to hear what Aya said. It just…how many times did you have to prove your love to Omi before he believed you loved him?”

“Once. I just had to say it and he believed me. But Omi isn’t as socially retarded as Aya. Hell, Aya’s been hit by an emotion that he didn’t even know existed outside the family. You can’t blame the guy for being confused and upset. He’s not trying to piss you off or anything, he just doesn’t understand everything that’s going on right now.” Ken shrugged like it was that obvious. So how had Yohji not understood that? He supposed it was because he was so used to fast moving relationships. He wasn’t used to having to prove his love at all. Everyone always accepted it when he said he loved them, even Asuka.

“I should probably go and talk to him before he does something stupid like before.”

“Well, I did see Manx, but she didn’t come in yet. So there’s a mission tonight, but she wouldn’t have been able to talk to him yet.” Omi said as he entered the room. Yohji wondered how long he had been there for.

Yohji didn’t know how to answer Aya’s question in a way that he would understand, though. The question had hurt so much that Yohji hadn’t been able to think, he’d fled as fast as he could.

This was the question that had kept Aya up all night. It needed answering.

Yohji made his way back up the stairs. He was going to set things right. The look on Aya’s face when he’d left had hurt him even more than the question. Aya had looked completely broken. He shouldn’t be able to hurt the redhead so easily. It wasn’t right.

The bathroom was empty. The only other place that Aya would flee to was his room.

Yohji knocked on the door.

“Aya, I have an answer. I’m sorry that I walked out like that. It was thoughtless and stupid. It…your question hurt, that’s why I stormed off like that. It wasn’t because I don’t love you. Can I come in?” No answer. Okay, so Aya was ignoring him.

He put his ear to the door. He could hear Aya’s voice, it sounded like he was talking to someone in a hushed voice.

“Why would I want to go there?” Yohji wanted to know who the hell Aya was talking to. And why would he want to hide it from him?

“Are you sure about that?…well, I suppose I could. Then I think I should go to my grave. I think I need to go.”

Grave? Is Aya planning on killing himself? I wouldn’t put it past him!

“You know what they say, dead men don’t feel a thing. They’re liars. I’ll see you soon.” He heard Aya hang up. He hadn’t realized he was talking on the phone, he’d expected there to be a person in the room. Someone who would climb the fire escape and try to take what was his!

“Aya, open up!“ Yohji banged on the door, trying to get Aya’s attention. He paused when he heard Aya’s window open. Shit!

Yohji ran down the stairs as fast as he could. He had to get outside before Aya got down the fire escape and took off.

Yohji ran out the back door just in time to run into Aya and accidentally knock the smaller man flat on his back.

Aya lay there for a second, looking dazed. Yohji grabbed him by the arm and pulled him to his feet. He pulled Aya into his arms. He wondered how close he’d just come to losing Aya.

“Why do you keep doing this to me?” Aya’s voice was so small right now, so hurt.

“I love you, Aya, and I’m keeping you. Do you understand that?” Yohji held Aya tight, refusing to let go when Aya tried to pull away.

“No, I don’t! You walked away when…” Aya finally sagged against him. Yohji thought for a second that Aya had actually passed out. Aya was giving up, but that didn’t mean he understood. Yohji had to make sure he did.

“You were going to throw your life away because I didn’t answer you. Well, now I am answering you. I love you, and I’ll always love her, too. I love you different, though. More intensely.”

“What makes it more intense? I don’t understand,” Yohji finally let Aya draw back. The redhead didn’t look like himself at all. He looked lost.

“When I was wither her I always felt warm inside. The way she smiled, the way she teased me. We were happy. I’m not that person anymore. So as much as I love her it isn’t the same as how I love you because I’m not the same. Think about it this way. The first time you picked up a sword, it was probably more of a leisurely activity, right? Something to do that you enjoyed. Now when you practice with your sword you think about the lives you’ve taken, you think about the lives you’ll still take.”

“So…you want to kill me?” Aya looked even more confused, but weary now, too.

“No, but the way I feel about you is as intense. Do you get it?” Aya held up a hand to stop him, clearly trying to mull it over.

“How were you going to do it?” Yohji didn’t know if he could handle thinking about Aya killing himself. The very thought made tears strain at his eyes.

“Do it?” Aya looked even more confused.

“Off yourself. What was the plan?”

“I wasn’t going to kill myself. I was going to visit Knight. I called him because I didn’t know what to do. I just needed to get away so that it wouldn’t hurt anymore. I thought if I visited my grave after it might give me enough strength to face you everyday, that’s all. If I reminded myself that fighting was the only thing that matters I could forget you.”

“Could you forget me so easily?” Yohji reached over and brushed the hair out of Aya’s eyes.

“I had to try, Yohji. If you didn’t love me then I had to try to get you out of my system, even if I ended up having to change teams. Knight was telling me that they’d be happy to have me back, but he wanted to talk to me first. But I think if you love me then I don’t need to talk to Knight. He’ll understand.”

“Can I kiss you, Aya?” Yohji cupped Aya’s cheek in his hand, staring into Aya’s beautiful violet eyes.

“Only if you mean it. I mean really mean it. I don’t want you to play with me, Yohji. I need it to be love between us or nothing at all. A question shouldn’t have made you leave me so easily. It was a bad question, Yohji. I know that. That was why I hadn’t asked it right away. Is it real, Yohji?”

“Its always been real, Aya.” Yohji could’ve wept when Aya closed the distance between them and kissed him first. The kiss was heated, with one of Aya’s hands tangled in his hair and the other one against his lower back.

“Get him, Aya!” Ken shouted from the window, followed by the sound of him getting smacked with something, and Omi telling him to shut up.

Aya was beat red as he pulled away. Yohji chuckled as he put an arm around Aya and led him back inside.

“Let’s say you call your friend and cancel and I can hold you all night long. Sound good?”

“Yohji? Its broad daylight. I’m not going to lay in bed all day and all night, even if it is to spend time with you.”

“Sorry, I got carried away. But you had me really worried. But maybe we can get Ken and Omi to cover the shop for us while we have some time to spend together. No sleeping until its dark, I promise,” Yohji grinned at him. Aya definitely looked intrigued.