Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Sharp & Guilty Pleasure Arc ❯ Interlude 3 ( Chapter 6 )

Author's Notes: All Weiss Kreutz stuff/characters are not owned by me and all rights apply to the lucky bastards who do own them. I took these boys out to play and let them frolic like they really wanted to `cause that's the kinda sick and twisted little puppy I am.

 

Thanks, as always, goes to my beta Chelle for doing this for me.

 

~ indicates character POV

** indicates internal conversation.

 

Interlude 1

 

My heart goes Boum-Boum-Boum
When my mind is touching you

Going Boum-Boum-Boum
Only light inside my gloom

 

`Cause I wanna be your lover
Till the end of our lives
I could never miss again
These loving eyes

 

Enigma- “Boum-Boum” from the album Voyageur

 

 

~Schuldig~

 

I sat on the couch and smoked while looking over at my lovers as they dozed in the big bed. Yohji felt more for Aya than he did for me. Aya felt more for Yohji than I knew he ever would for me. I heard him tell Yohji to call him Ran when they were together like this. I also heard him say that it was only Yohji that would have that privilege. Oddly enough, that hurt but it made sense. They had been living, working, and killing together for years. All they knew of me were the fights on missions and two sexual encounters. I was still the unknown factor. I was going to change that though.

 

Aya had decided that he wanted to continue this relationship. Of that, I was glad. I had initially seen Aya as competition for Yohji. I realized now that there had never been any chance of my beating him to top spot in Yohji's affections. But if I couldn't beat him for first place, I sure as hell could make him share top spot. I could be very persuasive when I set my mind to it.

Yohji stretched and rose from the bed. He padded over to where I sat and plucked the half-finished smoke from my fingers and dragged in a lungful of the acrid smoke. He dropped down to sit next to me and I felt the turmoil in his mind. Mine was wonderfully clear, free from extra voices and I had an added razor sharpness that I just knew was Aya's influence.

 

“So where do we go from here Schu?”

 

“Any where you want but away mein Vergnügen. I want this to continue and so does Aya, for our own reasons. What do you want?”

 

Yohji was silent as he thought and finished the smoke. I resisted the urge to just look in his head. If he was going to continue in this relationship, he had to know that I would allow him some privacy. I needed his trust. I wanted his trust.

 

“I want to continue this…whatever it is we've got going on here. It's not exactly a ménage a trois because it just feels like we'll be doing this sort of thing again more often than just two of us getting together between the sheets.”

 

“I believe it's called a triad and I agree with you. It does have the feel of more of a threesome than a pairing. I am jealous that you and Aya live in the same house. He can sleep with you whenever he feels like it. I have to plan and set aside time to be with you both. I don't like that.”

 

“Then there's missions. What happens then? We're still Weiss and you're still Schwartz. Esset is gone and a good chunk of Kritiker too but we still come up against each other. The first time we had sex, you said you would still try to kill me if we crossed paths on a mission regardless of how good a lay I was. Could you still do it?” Yohji asked as he stood and walked to the bathroom and closed the door with a quiet click.

 

Fuck. I leaned my head against the back of the couch. I didn't know. For the first time in my life, I wasn't sure of my own mind. I wanted Yohji for the sex and his mind. I wanted Aya for the same reasons. I had found something that I really wanted and Fate was trying to screw me out of it. Fuck.

 

“He's right you know,” Aya said as he rose from the bed and sat in the armchair across from me. “What happens when we meet on missions? I'm not sure what I'll do. I know Yohji doesn't know what he'll do. He thinks with his heart far more than is healthy for an assassin.”

 

*Ach, I know that Schärfe. Let's just play it by ear for now. When we do happen to meet on a mission, we'll go with what happens. Let's just enjoy what we have right now and let tomorrow take care of its self. **

 

~Yohji~

 

I had answered Schuldig as honestly as I could. I did want this strange relationship to continue between Aya, Schuldig, and myself. It felt right. It wasn't something I had been looking for, but then again, even my sexually creative imagination hadn't come up with something even close to this. I was in a triad relationship with my best friend and my worst enemy that had the potential to become a very important part of my life. I leaned my head against the cool mirror of the bathroom and wondered why Fate seemed to take such great delight in fucking with me.

 

Schuldig was turning out to be more than I expected. He was so much more than the evil head-fucker we had been lead to believe. I was surprisingly pleased to have him as my lover. I also finally had Aya, or rather Ran as my lover. He had surprised me by telling me to call him that. It was going to take a little getting use to and I was going to have to be careful not to slip and call him Ran in front of Ken and Omi. It gave me a warm squishy feeling inside to have him tell me to call him that. This…whatever it was…that we were starting meant something to him. It was more than just helping him to feel things that he had long repressed. Only time would tell what it meant, not just to Ran but to Schuldig and me as well.

 

~Aya/Ran~

 

I listened to Yohji and Schuldig talk. Yohji was completely right. Continuing with this relationship was crazy. We were going to face Schuldig at some point on a mission. Could I kill the man who had made me feel again? Who had forced me to see the things that Yohji wanted to give me? Who had shared a pleasure that he didn't have to? I didn't know if I could do it.

 

Even if Yohji was right, I wanted it to continue. Yohji often told me I should go with my gut more often and my gut was telling me to grab this chance. So, against all my better judgement, I was going to grab hold of this with both hands and follow Schuldig's advice to let tomorrow take care of itself. Once I had finalized my decision, I felt better than I had in years. If I wanted to really feel again, I was going to have to take some risks. I just hoped that this wasn't going to be the one that would finally crush me and maybe take Yohji down as well.