Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Unspoken Promises ❯ Chapter 7

Unspoken Promises - Epilogue

Disclaimer: I don't own Weiss or any aspect of the characters; they just wouldn't leave me alone until I put this story down. This is my own little spin on Weiss Side B and does not follow any of the storyline. In addition, this has been influenced by the many wonderful fanfics out there, so please forgive me if anything seems familiar.

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Yohji was hurrying to get home because he had something special planned tonight and wanted time to prepare before Aya returned from work. Of course that meant he was running late with all the errands he had run today and knew Aya was most likely already there. He'd had the afternoon off and wanted to get everything done so that he and Aya would not have to leave the apartment tomorrow on their day off. Hell, his idea was not to have them leaving the bed for the better part of it.

Yohji was planning on thoroughly distracting his lover tomorrow so he wouldn't brood over the fact that it was Aya-chan's birthday. Mostly, Aya had gotten over the loss of his sister in his life, but certain days were still hard. The fact that Aya and Yohji had finally admitted their love for each other played no small part in both of their current enjoyment in life. They now had each other to love and lean on when things got tough.

He thought back to the day after he'd reunited with Aya. They'd spent most of the day in bed until getting up to prepare dinner for Ken's visit. To say Ken was surprised to see him at Aya's would be an understatement. Getting over his shock, he hugged Yohji close while a few tears stole down his face.

Over dinner, Yohji gave them the complete story of how he had found them. He saw Aya stiffen in anger and betrayal when he got to the part where Omi knew all along that Yohji had been alive, getting even more angry when he heard the veiled threat to Yohji's life. With that, Ken explained his own experience at …Mamoru's hands. Now all three men, betrayed in some fashion by Takatori Mamoru, felt the loss of Omi their once good friend and comrade in arms.

Later that night, after he had made love to Aya again, Yohji told him what he had done those last few days before leaving Japan. Holding Aya close, he explained how he had used his private detective skills to check up on Aya-chan.

Aya's beloved sister was now happily married to the man she ran the Koneko with. They had recently been blessed with the birth of a baby boy and the couple had named the baby Ran, in honor of the mother's adored older brother. Yohji then pulled out the pictures he'd taken of the three of them covertly. Aya drank in the sight of his sister and new nephew as tears ran down his face.

Saving the best for last, Yohji pulled out a framed 8x10 picture. Pretending to be a photographer for a photo contest, he convinced Aya-chan to pose with the baby for a picture. Aya couldn't tear his eyes away from it. In it showed him that his sister was really and truly happy. Yohji just held him close while Aya's tears continued to fall. Eventually the tears dried up and Aya fell into an exhausted slumber in Yohji's arms.

Finally returning home, Yohji entered their apartment, surprised to find it empty. Putting away the groceries, he then went to the bedroom… where he stopped dead in his tracks.

Aya reclined on satin sheets completely nude. Candlelight flickered from the numerous candles lit all over the room casting a soft light that made Aya's skin appear luminous.

Watching his lover since he had entered the bedroom, Aya asked with a slight smile, "Are you just going to stand there all night?"

Yohji dropped the bags he was holding then began tearing off his clothes, tossing them everywhere. By the time he covered his lover's body with his own, it too was naked. Burying his hands in Aya's hair, he looked down into his lover's beautiful eyes as he said, "You stole my surprise. One guess what's in the bags by the door." Leaning down for a kiss.

Aya tangled his own hands in Yohji's blond locks to prevent his escape as he opened his mouth and teased his tongue out for a taste. Moving his hips in order for their hardening cocks to brush against each other, he heard a moan deep in Yohji's throat before pulling away to answer.

"I suspect satin sheets and candles," Aya said with a smug grin. "But don't you know you need to wash the sheets first before you can use them?"

Yohji pouted. "I suppose the sheets on the bed are washed." Still a little disgruntled that his surprise had been stolen from him he asked, "How did you know what I had been planning?"

Cupping Yohji's cheek tenderly, Aya gave him a quick kiss before saying, "I didn't until you just came home looking so shocked. I'd been planning this for a while and tonight seemed the best time with no missions and having the day off tomorrow. I'm sorry if I ruined your surprise." Leaning in to lick an ear before he whispered, "I have a gift for you that will maybe cheer you up and make up for it."

"I'm not upset really. I just wanted to do something nice for you." Leaning into those lips teasing his earlobe, Yohji shuddered as he spoke, "I have something for you too. Should we exchange them now or later?" Turning his head Yohji began to kiss Aya passionately, they spent long minutes enjoying the sweep of tongue, touch of lips and nips of teeth, before they broke away out of breath.

"Later." Panting lips teased his chin as Aya rocked up his hips to press their weeping cocks together. "I need you in me now, Yohji. I can't wait. Make love to me."

"Only if you promise to reciprocate later." Yohji said with a grin as Aya nodded with a sexy little smile on his lips.

Yohji was glad that he had asked Aya to top him that time as he found he enjoyed it when Aya took him. He couldn't explain the cherished feeling he got from being filled by his lover at the same time receiving such bliss that the deep penetration provided. He knew Aya loved being in him also, so was always eager for the chance to fuck him.

Rolling them around on the bed as they kissed and caressed each other, Yohji had an idea on how to make this night special. Bringing Aya under him, he started to nibble and kiss his way down a familiar path. Grabbing the lube from the bedside table, he quickly poured out the liquid and pressed two slick fingers deep in his love. Hearing the groans of satisfaction, he twisted those fingers until he heard a gasp and then a mewl from Aya. As he continued to stretch that tight passage by scissoring his fingers, he sucked hard on Aya's neck to leave a vivid mark.

After several minutes of preparing and driving Aya wild with need, he pulled his fingers out and spread Aya's thighs wide as he positioned his cock at Aya's entrance. Pushing in just a bit, he leaned down to cover Aya's upper body with his own in order to kiss panting lips. As he began to push forward, Aya suddenly thrust his hips up to seat Yohji completely while wrapping long legs around a lean waist. Both men groaned and paused for a moment.

Yohji slowly began a steady rhythm while kissing Aya's face, neck and finally lips. Only when it became urgent to breathe, did they break away. Refusing Aya's efforts to speed up his thrusts, he kept the pace slow. Sweat began to break out on their bodies as they came closer to their orgasm. When Yohji thought they would tumble over the edge, he suddenly stopped.

Aya was confused and a bit frustrated at being denied his release. About to voice a complaint to his lover, Yohji again kissed him deeply then whispered against soft lips. "I want to make this last a long time, love. We have all night. Let this one be a slow time in coming."

Nodding his head in agreement, Aya rolled over as indicated by his lover. As Yohji pulled Aya's hips up, he filled him again in one thrust. Beginning another slow pace, he built them up to their almost release before stopping again. This time Aya actually whined when Yohji stopped.

Pulling them both up, Yohji sat on his heels while turning Aya around and lowering him onto his aching cock. He knew they both needed release, but was trying to make it last for as long as they could hold out. Both of the men wrapped their arms around each other and began kissing, while Yohji held Aya's hips in a tight grip to keep the rhythm slow. Sweat was pouring off each man and moans filled the room. Finally, Yohji pulled his hands from Aya's hips to let him set the final pace that would bring them to their climax.

As Aya picked up speed, Yohji wrapped his hand around a neglected erection. Aya's head was thrown back in passion and Yohji licked a path from collarbone to chin. Suddenly clenched in a vice like grip as thick streams of white erupted from Aya's cock, Yohji tumbled into bliss. The two of them trembling as the force of their orgasm completely overwhelmed them. They had no strength as they just slumped against each other.

Coming to himself first, Yohji lowered Aya to the bed to then curl around him. After regaining a little strength, Aya lifted his head to check the clock. He was amazed to see that almost two hours had passed since Yohji had returned. The second part of his surprise was due in about half an hour, so he turned to Yohji and asked, "Do you want to take a shower before we continue? Dinner will be here in half an hour."

Yohji realized that he was indeed hungry and a shower sounded wonderful. Kissing Aya on the forehead before saying, "A shower would be perfect. You've thought of everything."

Dressing in their robes after a leisurely shower, they heard a knock on the door and Aya left the room to answer. Yohji followed shortly to find that Aya had recruited Ken to stop at a new Japanese restaurant they had recently found, and get dinner for them. Setting up the food in the living room, Aya then went to get the bottle of sake he'd hidden earlier in the week.

With both of them sitting cross-legged on the leather sofa facing each other, they began to eat and feed each other the sashimi, sushi and other tempting morsals Aya had ordered for their dinner. The couple had a pleasant meal, talking about inconsequential things as they ate and drank. After finishing their dinner and the last of the sake, Aya cleaned up before returning to sit next to Yohji.

Yohji leaned back and pulled Aya to lay back in his arms. They just relaxed and enjoyed the feel of being in each other's arms. A little while later, Yohji shifted a bit then placed something in Aya's hands.

Opening the box to reveal a thick band of gold with slightly squared off beveled edges all around and seven princess cut emeralds, channel set in the front of the ring. Pulling back from the arms that held him to look from the ring to Yohji's eyes, Aya's look turned from astonishment to happiness. "I never knew we thought so much alike." Reaching into the pocket of his robe, he pulled out a matching box and placed it into Yohji's hand.

Now it was Yohji's turn to be astounded. He opened the box to find a ring almost identical to the one he'd bought Aya, only this one was amethysts set in platinum. Aya reached over to pull the ring out of the box Yohji held.

"Along with the ring, I want to give you the promise I should have made to you years ago." Taking Yohji's left hand and placing the ring on his finger, he looked into lovely green eyes. "I love you, Yohji, and always will. Nothing will ever again keep me from your side as long as you want me there." Pulling Yohji into his arms, he kissed him deeply until they broke apart for breath.

"I guess we really were thinking alike. This may sound silly, but it's what I've been planning to say to you all week." Taking Aya's hand in his, Yohji looked deep into his love's eyes. "Aya, this is my promise to you. You are the one I have chosen to love the rest of my days, I will always want you and will never leave you." Taking the ring, he placed it on Aya's left hand and then kissed his palm at the place where ring and finger met. He then pulled Aya into his arms to again kiss soft lips that parted under his.

Standing up with Aya still in his arms as strong legs wrapped around his middle, Yohji took them into the bedroom to lay them both on the bed. Pulling off his robe before stripping Aya's off, he covered that beautiful body with his own. Kissing the one under him until he rolled to have Aya on top, Yohji told him with a smirk, "It's you're turn to pleasure me, remember?"

Smiling, Aya nodded then proceeded to reciprocate the lovemaking Yohji had bestowed on him earlier. Neither man slept much that night, as they made love again and again. Each doing their part to make this a night they would always remember.

The past was done and all the painful memories would fade as they made new and happy ones to take their place. Their world might still contain the same darkness that the past had, but as long as they had each other, they could face anything. The love they had for each other would help them overcome whatever the future held. The two of them had both learned that life was too short to not enjoy every moment to the fullest. And that's what they intended to do.

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I want to take a moment and thank those of you who read Unspoken Promises. I apologize that this story is not up to the standards of most fanfiction. Because of that fact, this is my first and last attempt to bring a story to life. I'm not quite sure why I posted it, but if only one person enjoyed it, then I guess the attempt was worthwhile. Sorry it got a little sappy at the end, it's just were the muse decided to take me. Again, thank you for taking the time to read this fic.

Addendum: Special thanks to Thorne, kato-chan, estu and buenagirl13 for the reviews. With the encouragement you have given me, I may find the courage to try and write some more Yohji/Aya fics in the future.