Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Spiral ❯ Chapter 3

Disclaimer: Yes you know already, No affiliation with Weiss Kruez.

(I'm going to stop naming chapters, b/c I'm naming them out of nowhere… they aren't that important… maybe b/c I name them before I write [dummy], anyway no more titles.

The mission was successful. All members escaped with their lives, yet one in particular paid with their blood. Yohji was caught off guard by the enemy who managed to get one good stab at Yohji's leg before being strangled by his wire. Once all four men were home, Yohji began to feel pain from the wound.

"Yohji-kun, I can help you with that before I write up my report" Omi said in a voice laced with concern yet the normal cheerfulness he always has.

"Hai, that would be good Omi" Yohji replied a bit surprised but relieved that he wouldn't have to tend to his wound by himself.

The two assassins walked to the bathroom, Yohji's arm draped over Omi's for support. Once inside Omi prepared a hot water and salt mix to disinfect the wound. Steam began to rise from the heat of the water.

"Are you ready?" Omi asked.

Yohji was slumped over the edge of the tub slightly reprimanding himself / What the hell is wrong with you Yohji Hn?? Why didn't I see the weapon, shit, this wound is going to take forever to fucking heal! / His thoughts were interrupted with Omi's question.

"Hai" was all Yohji felt like saying.

Omi began to rinse the wound, while looking up at Yohji's face to detect any discomfort. The wound luckily missed a major artery although a lot of blood was lost Omi was relieved. Omi turned to empty the now blood and hot salt water mix into the sink and started to wrap Yohji's wound in a bandage when, there was a soft knock at the door. It was Aya, the man received a few nicks on the face from jumping through a glass door, but nothing deep enough to leave a scar.

"I'll finish up here" Aya said coolly.

Omi nodded and gave Aya a knowing smile. / I was wondering when you would show up. / Omi continued to grin to himself as he left the room for the two "secret" lovers to do, well, whatever lovers do.

Yohji looked up to find Aya staring contently back at him. He was astonished when Aya's eye fell to where he was wounded and he actually saw the man grimace. / I'm sure he's seen worse than this… why did he do that…/ Before Yohji could find answer Aya moved swiftly towards him, embracing him, careful not to irritate the bandage loosely surrounding the wound. They stayed like that for a moment, Aya clinging to Yohji in some kind of desperation. Aya lifted Yohji's face to his and spoke.

"You… had me worried" Aya barely whispered, his voice was a little hoarse.

Another surprise went through Yohji. /Did he say "worried"? /

Aya looked deep into Yohji's eyes, both men were close enough to see their reflections in each other's orbs.

Before Yohji could respond, Aya kneeled before him and began to finish wrapping the bandage around Yohji's inner thigh. Yohji started to tremble a bit with the feeling of Aya's slender hands around an area that was particularly sensitive to him. Yohji let out and unexpected moan when Aya kissed the area he had just mended.

Yohji smiled at Aya, a smile that was more loving than lustful, Aya helped Yohji to his feet. He proceeded to help Yohji towards his bedroom and removed his clothing (Yohji the exhibitionist). Once Yohji was under the sheets, Aya turned to leave. Yohji grabbed Aya's hand and quietly asked him "Stay?".

Aya didn't want to show Yohji his feelings of worry or sadness that his lover almost received a fatal wound. Inside he was wracked with so many different feelings, he was surprised he managed to keep his voice from trembling / My love… you came so close… I thought I'd lose you… / Aya's eyes squeezed shut in an attempt to recollect him self, but Yohji's question interrupted him.

Aya nodded quietly in response to Yohji's question. A genuinely pleased smile came from Yohji. Aya removed his clothing except for his boxers and laid next to his lover. Both of them laid there inches apart, side by side.

/ Why don't you touch me? Wrap your arms around me or something don't you know I need your love… right now? / Yohji thought silently… a bit frustrated that Aya wasn't doing more to comfort him. Also the fact that he remembered the "L" word had yet to come up in either of their encounters. / Wait… I don't think I've said that to him yet either… I do though…I… I love him… / Yohji closed his eyes and breathed out.

/ What's wrong with me? Why can't I just say it? I'm sure he knows I feel this way but have I actually said it? No… I'm being such a fucking coward! / Aya silently reprimanded himself. He looked over at his love… Yohji's body was half out of the sheets, the moon was full and the beams cascaded over Yohji's lean figure, the light hit all the right spots making Yohji glow as if he were something heaven sent. Aya sighed and his eyes fluttered, he felt a heat inside him grow. He reached over and pulled Yohji close to him making the blonde assassin face him… he held him close and kissed him softly, heat from both their mouths producing an ache within Aya's chest.

"Yohji…I…" Aya mumbled, he swallowed as his eye contact faltered, until Yohji responded with eager eyes.

"What… mm… Aya? Yohji responded, lightly, slipping a kiss in between the question.

"I… love you." Aya whispered into Yohji's ears, while at the same time brushing away soft strands of sandy blonde hair out of his face. Aya look into Yohji's eyes and saw tears welling up.

"I… I love you too" Yohji whispered back closing his eyes to stop the tears from leaving his face, there was a new feeling within his heart, he hugged his beloved closer and they shared an avid kiss, both of their hearts beating wildly in their chests.

They finally came to realize how much they cared for one another.

In the morning the two were still entwined in each others arms. Surprisingly, Yohji was awake first, lovingly brushing the bangs from Aya's face before planting a soft kiss on his face, waking him up for breakfast.

There were smells coming from the kitchen, but as soon as the two saw the empty room, they both tensed knowing something was wrong. The two knew that Omi and Ken would never leave the stove on high heat when they weren't watching the food.

Yohji thought it but Aya said it… "Shwarz".

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Omi and Ken were merrily cooking breakfast, both smiling and gently teasing each other and kissing. Suddenly Ken felt dizzy, weak, and disoriented. His head started to pound furiously, he fell to the floor.

"Ken!" Omi shrieked as he saw Ken fall against the stove.

Ken couldn't hear Omi, but he did hear something else.

/Caught by surprise my pet? /

Ken grabbed at the sides of his head as the voice continued.

/I've been watching you for quite some time; I'm not going to wait any longer…/

Omi was running to the bathroom to retrieve some medication thinking / maybe Ken is having a bad migraine/ .

Ken breathed as the voice ceased, along with it the pain. Before he knew it a cloth and hand was cupped over his mouth. Struggling to not breathe, Ken finally gasped in whatever air he could, allowing the drug to lure him in to unwanted sleep. /Omi…/.

"Where's Ken!?" Omi asked panic laced in his voice as he saw the look on his teammates face.

"We don't know" Aya replied solemnly.

"He was just here, I… I ran up to get some medication for him… and, oh no, you don't think that…" Omi asked tears welling up in his eyes.

Aya and Yohji both nodded.

An unofficial mission began right there; finding Ken, knowing full well who took him. The only other question plaguing the Weiss members was, Why?

/Wake up my pet…wake up…/

"Huhh… wh…where am I?" Ken said groggily as he tried to sit up and rub his head which was in pain from the voice penetrating his mind, before realizing his arms were restrained, as well as his legs with what seemed to be some kind of satin material, anchored to a bed post.

/You're with me now… my Ken/

Ken struggled with the bindings but his attempts were in vain, he was still weak from the affects of the drug. "Wh…. Who are you… a…and what do…y…you want? Ken stammered, now extremely shaken up at the fact that he was tied down.

/ You'll soon see my pet/

"WHY DO YOU KEEP CALLLING ME THAT?!" Ken shouted angrily and as loud as he possibly could in hopes of scaring the voice away. He was slowly beginning to realize who the voice was…

/ That's right my pet…/

Kens eyes opened wider "Shuldich…?"

"Yes, it's me Ken my sweet pet" Shuldich replied, amused to see that Ken jumped realizing the voice wasn't in his head this time.

The room was dark, everything looked velvety and blurred to Ken, and he didn't realize Shuldich was in the room with him. Ken blinked a few more times, trying to focus on where the sound came from.

"Over here…." Shuldich whispered, at that same time Ken felt a breath on his ear right beside him.

"Get away from me…" Ken said although he didn't sound as threatening as he would have liked.

"Aw, sss, I'm not going to hurt you Ken, but you do have something I want (slightly chuckling) or much less need." Shuldich said as his lightly traced a finger over Ken's chest.

"Stop touching me GET AWAY FROM ME!" This time Ken was pleased with his tone of voice, but was discouraged when he saw the sly smile coming from Shuldich's mouth.

/ You're even more sexy when you're angry my pet…mmm…/ Now Shuldich began to place light kisses over Ken's chest, nipping at his collarbone and then circling Ken's nipple with his tongue, flicking the nub with his tongue.

"STOP! I don't want t…" Ken was interrupted by Shuldich's hand which slipped underneath his underwear, slightly squeezing a limp member, bringing it slowly to attention with a skilled hand.

/ I knew you'd like that huh? My Pet/

"Don't call me tha…" Ken was once again stopped by Shuldich's cool mouth, kissing Ken while maintaining his hand movements.

With out breaking the kiss Shuldich got on top of Ken, using both of his hands to cup Ken's face, deepening the kiss.

/Why am I letting him do this…why aren't I trying harder to break these damn restraints…ohm, that feels too goo… no! What am I thinking! / Ken thought to himself until Shuldich pressed his arousal against Ken's now hardened erection.

/ Don't think Ken… just feel what I'm offering you…/ Shuldich closed his eyes, certain that he convinced Ken to give in / That was easier than I thought…/ Shuldich thought to himself.

"Ahhmm!!!" Shuldich screamed as pained coursed through his lips. /Fucking pet bit ME!/

Ken stared angrily waiting for Shuldich to strike him, but was shocked when he simply got up and left the room.