Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Undistinguished UnderScore ❯ Chapter 32

Yohji woke with the sensation of lips against his, and a swollen groin pressed to his own crotch. His vision far to distorted to make out a real image, other than blonde strands of hair that tickled his nose and brushed against his swollen aching eyes. At feeling a warm, hard tongue skimming the inside of his mouth he began to battle it by pressing his own to it in an attempt to regain domancy over his helpless body. Yohji felt the unformillar mouth fight back, but at the feeling of his movement he felt the sensation in his mouth subside and pull away.

"Glad to see you awake." A deep voice echoed through the still room as the blonde haired man took a step back to take a look at his beautiful prize. Yohji blinked hard to clear his doubling vision as he opened his green eyes glazed with pain and confusion.

"What's you're name, sun shine?" Yohji, who was not completely coherent, tried a smile over his bruised and cut face as his vision vaguely cleared.

"Anthony.." The voice was deep and smooth with a seductive tint. Anthony forced himself onto Yohji again, rubbing his large, firm hand against Yohji soft erection. Anthony smiled as he felt Yohji's body lurch against his restraints with a soft groan escaping his partially bloody lips with his soft ache quickly becoming hard in the hand of Anthony. "mmm..just like I thought..you're a lot more "sociable" than you're partner." Anthony squeezed Yohji's erection, before pulling his own crotch to rub against the playboy whom seemed at a physical loss for control over his own body.

`Partner..' the word entered Yohji's mind through the aching pains of his growing penis that caused him to scream in pleasurable ecstasy, unable to release his own desires himself. "A..ya.." Yohji groaned accidentally as he felt Anthony's flesh rip off his pants and begin to attempt to ease Yohji's ache with his warm masculine hand. Yohji lurched, almost letting a scream escape through his battered mouth, half from pleasure, half from panting from the unexpected bliss, the sensation of broken ribs firing uncontrollable pain through his body. "S..stop!" Yohji tried to find his arms, only to realize they were bound just as Aya's were, now aware he was nothing more than a play toy on string to this man, and an attempt to use his legs was ended horribly as he tried to maneuver either one of them only to discove they were far to damaged to use in protecting himself. He was afraid to move them in fear if they weren't already broken, they would be after he tried to kick this sex-craved man off of him, and with him unsure of Aya's condition it was best to spare any body part he could. He continued to scream as Anthony pumped harder on his erection, then finally with a shudder of his body against his slave binds, he released, gasping for breath, but trying not to breath at the same time. Anthony looked up and stared deep into Yohji's tired, dead green eyes, licking his lips clean of white seaman before running his tongue across Yohji's bottom lip.

"I had fun, my little slave." He ran his hands down Yohji's heaving chest, his fingertips feathering over cracked and dismembered ribs. "You're redheaded lover seems a bit to distatched for my taste." Yohji cringed as discomforting visuals filled his mind when Anthony spoke of Aya as his "lover." Sure, Yohji thought Aya rather attractive for a guy, and he'd admit he'd had one or two pleasurable fantasies, but all those emotions ended quickly as he began to see Aya as more than a brother, it had been that way with every one of the guys at one point. But now it was a different story, Yohji hung by his wrists, but by something he had yet to discover till he attempted to look up. Strung up like a dead animal, he found his wrists intertwined by his wire, dangling from a thick hallow pipe that ran over head inside the rafters. `Well that's just shit..' thought the over exuberant blonde as he sighed deeply, his horny companion still in the room. `Ok..let's recap..' Yohji hung his head in deep thought. `You know..Yo-tan, you've really gotten you're self in a bind THIS time. This just sucks, the last thing I remember is being almost crushed alive as massive slabs of concrete came suddenly crashing down, then I woke up to a pyhsco gay man molesting me, yeah way to go playboy. EVEN in the time of danger you still manage to get some..even when you're not trying." Yohji grumbled to himself in disgust. `Yeah, and I wouldn't doubt he raped me too..i'm so damn numb for the waist down I probably would feel a telephone pole go in! And did I MENTION I'm bound by own weapon? This really sucks, but hey! At least the ignorant people left my gloves on, otherwise I wouldn't have wrists to hang by!' Yohji smirked, his thoughts his only form of entertainment at the moment. `Yep..it's offical..i've cracked. Where's Aya? The guy could use a good laugh, seeing as how he hasn't cracked a smile in the time we've been together! Hmm…I wonder how Kym and Ken are doing? Heh..wonder if Ken's puttin' the moves on Aya's lady yet..Yosh! Go KenKen! But wait..what about Zeva..HA!' Yohji beamed a rather impressive smile. "KEN'S HAVIN' AN 3 SOME! I hope he tapes it.." Yohji spoke away from his thoughts on the his last statement, getting an awkward look from Anthony and one of his female minions that had entered the room somewhere in-between Yohji's tangled thought process. `Oops..' Yohji smirked `Was…that out loud? Guess so..' Yohji turned his attention to Anthony and the female next to him. `Heeey…she's kinda cute..' Yohji tilted his head to the side to examine the woman spectrum. `She looks like that cute little twin of Zeva's..' unfortuniantly for Yohji's distorted eyes, the woman looked nothing like Neese. "Hey there sweetie…what's you're name?" Yohji, just slightly delusional began to hit on the dark haired woman, cladded in a navy blue business suit with her skirt hiked up around her knees with matching pumps accenting her legs. "Why don't you come over here, and show the hostage a little love?" The woman turned around, a head full of thick, long brown wavy hair spinning around her with her movement. Her arms were folded across her chest as dark eyes skimmed over Yohji's beaten body.

"You do realize you're naked from the waist down?" The woman smirked, raising an eyebrow at the excited blonde a Russian accent spilling from her lips.

Yohji smiled sheepishly actually embarrassed for once. "Well uh, there's a logical explanation for that!" Yohji glowed, feeling rather intelligent for once.

"Really?" The woman glanced down again at Yohji, her smile spreading. "I'd love to hear it."

"Weeeeel..it all started with the concrete exploding underneath me and almost bashing my head in!" Yohji grinned, the already dim light of intelligence busting completely. "Then I woke up that guy..I think his name is Anthony getting a piece of me. So that's all his fault." The Russian beauty placed one hand on her hip, the other one dangling by her side swaying her hips as she moved toward the pitiful man. She leaned against him gently, letting her mouth hover over his before she kissed him gently, gripping Yohji's pants and pulling them back up around his waist before backing away.

"Tip on keeping you're self alive, keep you're pants up and you're dick down."

"Ninockha, don't play with the merchandise. That's my job." Anthony sneered from the shadows as he moved toward to the door to make his exit.

Yohji looked down at the foreign woman that stared at him, a warm smile growing over her face. "Nino..what?" Yohji's head began to spin as he tried to ponder the name.

"Ninockha, but you can call me Nina. It means "Grace". Don't worry, I'm on you're side." She grazed her tongue against his lips one more time, before she was called away by Anthony who yelled out in the hallway for her assistance.

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Zeva groaned softly as she turned over in a soft, warm bed slowly being heated by the soothing sun. The sheets were smooth and felt gentle against her bare skin, the aroma of Ken's scent tickling her nose and causing a grimace of a smile to shimmer over her face. She slowly cracked open her eyes, a mop of brown satin hair tickling her face. She opened her eyes wider to examine her love's face, only to smile in awe as Ken sleeping reminded her of an innocent little boy. A delicate smile was running over his soft lips that she remembered had so willingly melted into hers, before and after they hit the bed the passion he attached with each kiss indescribable, for it was something her senses only knew. Though her soothing smile quickly changed to mischief as she eyed Ken with playful curiosity streaking through her eyes. She bit her lip and grinned, easing her self out of the bed, careful as to not wake Ken. She began to tip toe around to the edge of bed and stood there, investigating the still sleeping Ken a quiet snicker escaping her grasp and flowing from her mouth. She backed away from the footboard slowly, and once at her desirable distance, she ran for the bed full throttle, pouncing vigorously on the helpless body that still laid peacefully under the warm covers. Ken shrieked, his body shuddering with the sudden attack that had come out of no where, slightly dazed and confused as his body seemed to weigh more than it should.

"GOOD MORNING!" Came the over exuberant voice of the energetic red head. She lifted herself off of Ken's now squished body and hovered over him, allowing Ken to roll over on his back. His eyes bright and vibrant attached to an angelic grin that seemed to make the already lit room glow.

"Good morning to you too." Zeva rolled off of him and began to bounce in a hyper fashion.

"Did you like you're wake up call?" She beamed while still bouncing on the bed, causing Ken the pop up and down.

"Are you always this perky in the morning?" said Ken, getting a little afraid. He had heard of morning people..but this was getting scary. Zeva grinned and stopped bouncing to flop down on her pillow next to Ken, still beaming recalling the night before. After the bridge Ken had taken it upon himself to whisk her off her feet and carry her back to his apartment, where she borrowed an oversized shirt of his to sleep in that she was thinking he wasn't getting back anytime soon.

"Heh, Gomen KenKen, I just got a little over excited I guess.." She felt a flush run through her cheeks as she stared into the deep, calming brown eyes of her love. She giggled playfully, burying her head in a pillow and scooted back under the covers, digging herself under the sheets. Ken laughed at this random act of girlish behavior and moved under the covers to smile at the childish grin of Zeva, who's red hair seemed to go everywhere. "Gomen.." she whispered delicately "Just..when I'm with you..I find I suddenly have all this energy..and I can't help but act a bit goofy." She felt another hard flush flow over her already rosy cheeks while Ken just laughed at her odd display of behavior while moving the covers back to expose their heads to the crisp daylight. Zeva sighed deeply closing her eyes in solitude; unaware Ken was making his move. He gently leaned over and kissed to top of her forehead a tingling sensation flowing over every part of her he touched. A satisfied grin creeped over the stunning girls face and Ken watched it grow, matching her smile with one of his own as he moved to kiss the top of her eye lids, and then moved down to her delicate buttercup pink lips. She embraced his touch, their lips touching each other softly, pulling apart tenderly, their eyes partially cracked gazing into each other seductively for an instant before reconnecting again. They pulled each other into a hot searing kiss, Ken's fingers trailing down Zeva's creamy white neck while Zeva grazed her fingers over the back of his neck, before trailing her fingers down his spinal cord. Ken shuddered with ecstasy at the feel of her warm touch with Zeva pulling him in a more sensual kiss with the sensation of his touch filling her entire being. They pulled apart slowly, absorbing the sensuality of each other's tender eyes, before cuddling together under the covers, Zeva's head tucked perfectly under Ken's chin his arms fastened softly around the woman's body breathing in the sweet aroma of her hair.

"You know..i'm actually really glad Yohji isn't here..as..horrible as that may sound, because you know if he were here the door would fly open and he would ruin this wonderful moment. And say something like.. `way to go KenKen!'" Ken sighed, but he spoke far too soon. As he finished his sentence the door flew open, the hallway light flooding the room with no other than Neese standing in the doorway.

"Yo! Ken you seen-.." Neese blinked, her eyes getting relatively large only to subside and a smirk run over her face. "Never mind, I'm not even going to ask. Way to go Zeva!" Neese beamed before turning her back on the two mortified lovers, but Neese wasn't quite threw yet. She slowly turned, an evil gleam reflecting her eyes. She casually turned all the way around walking toward the end of the bed, gripping the sheets and yanking them off forcefully. Ken and Zeva shrieked seeing as how Ken was in his casual boxers and Zeva in nothing but a baggy shirt. "Ok good, you both still have clothes on." Said Neese as she began to walk off with Ken's bedding.

"It's COOOOLD!" They both cried in unison.

"What do you care?" Neese spoke with mischief rising in her voice "Your both dressed. By they way Ken.." Neese waved her hand nonchalantly with her back still turned "Nice boxers."

"Gah! Neese! Where are you going with my bedding?!" Ken yelled, trying to find someway to cover his black cotton boxers, even though he knew it was futile.

"I'm going to go curl up and watch anime!" Neese yelled back from half way down the hallway. Ken looked over at Z who still lay on the bed, raising an eyebrow.

"Is she really going to watch cartoons?"

Zeva pondered for a moment and tilted her head to the side "Yeah, probably."

Just then static radiated from Ken's communicator that was located on his dresser, barried under other inadimant objects.

"What's that noise?" Zeva said looking around at the sound of the scratching noise, gasping in sudden realization.

"The communicator!" Ken and Zeva both spoke, their voices synchronized as they snapped their heads to look at each other. Ken scrambled out of the bed, falling to the floor. He picked himself up in a rushed fashion, darting to the dressed to uncover the small device. Ken found what he was looking for, picking up the electronic device and fastening it to his ear, right as Aya began to speak.

"Si-er-an" Came Aya's distorted voice from the other end of the line.

"Moshi Moshi, Abyssinnian." Ken replied with Zeva listening intently.

"Yoo! What's up everybody!"

"Ba-Balinese! You ARE alive after all! Yogatta!"

"Of course I'm alive Siberian, I'm to pretty to die." Despite static, silence reigned over all 3 lines until Ken finally spoke up.

"Right..so, what's going on?"

"Things are getting a little more tense around here.." Replied Aya, is voice clear through his entire sentence for once. His voice sounding heavy, and strained through the line.

"I'll say!" Yohji boomed through his line "That Russian Chick is a cutie!" Ken swore he could almost hear Aya sigh from his line, but was quick to reply before Yohji could say anything else pointless.

"I'm still not sure of our location, Siberian. But within the next few days, I will have gathered the information needed and will return home. How is the situation there?"

"Oh! Everything is just fi-" Unexpectedly a loud crash was heard from Yohji's apartment followed by shrills and screams.

"NEESE!!!!!!!!! Give me back the remote! I WAS HERE FIRST!! GIVE IT BACK!"

"I WANT MY SEXY GUNDAM WING BOYS!"

"Well I want MY sexy nightwalker!!!"

"I'm older damnit!"

"I can throw you into an oncoming car!"

"I can fry you're brains out! Depending on if you have any to begin with!"

"Aww damn..who let Neese in?" Yohji groaned as he listened to the conversation echo threw the communicator.

"WELL FINE!! BE THAT WAY! BUT I'M TAKEING KEN'S BEDDING!"

"NO WAY! I rightfully stole that! And I'm stealing it back! GIMMIE!"

"Ooo Ken! What did you do with Neese last night behind Zeva's back?" Yohji snickered evilly, only to have Zeva scream in his ear.

"I'm RIGHT here, you JERK! SEE IF I SUPPORT YOUR RESCUE!!" Zeva folded her arms in disgust, still sticking around to hear any new orders. Even if she wasn't involved in Weiss directly, she still had a plan to get Aya and Yohji out. In the middle of all the ruckus, Omi had awoken, rather displeased with the feuding girl's one floor above him. He stomped out of his room, still hearing the bickering.

"YOU don't even live in this complex, Neese! GET OUT!" Kym scolded to the older woman as if she were a stray dog.

"No way! Yohji's totally got the biggest TV!"

"I KNOW! That's why I'm using it!"

"Wait a minute.." Yohji's spoke through the mayhem. "There are two girls..in my room..on my bed..and..I'M NOT THERE?!!" He shrieked feeling violated in the strangest of ways. "This HAS to be illegal.."

"Ne, Siberian. Will check in later-" The transmission ended abruptly, Yohji's line cut as well. Ken figured something had come up, but he didn't feel like contemplating over everything that it could be. One flight up the fighting still continued. But now Omi had resulted in most of the yelling as he snatched the remote out of their hands, and took it upon himself to hide the device before going back to bed.