Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Wanting Something In Return ❯ Cry A Little For Me ( Prologue )
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By: Carter Tachikawa 
Ken lies awake thinking of Aya and his twentieth birthday
Anime/Manga: Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 10.18.2002 | Updated On: 12.28.2002 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.7K | Visits: 605 | Status: Completed
Ken lies awake thinking of Aya and his twentieth birthday
Anime/Manga: Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 10.18.2002 | Updated On: 12.28.2002 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.7K | Visits: 605 | Status: Completed
Wanting Something in Return (Prologue-Cry a Little for Me)
By Carter Tachikawa
(Okay, this is my first Weiß Kruez fic, my first RanKen (Ran x Ken pairing), and my second yaoi ever! (My first was a Digimon yaoi) and my first lemon. I don't know why but I felt like writing about Kenken's b-day. The song below "Cry", which ends this part of the fic, belongs to Faith Hill. (Not me, don't sue) Weiß Kruez isn't mine either. (Sob!) All I have of Weiß is a VHS, an orange sweater like Aya's, millions of Weiß images, and a huge obsession over them (mainly Aya). Ah well, I'm talking too much. Here we begin what will probably be a three to five part thingy.)
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"Welcome to the Love Triangle, Tokyo's number 1 station for soft rock. Bet you had one of those stressful days again, didn't ya? Felt like it was another Monday morning, huh? Well, now is the time to unwind. So sit back, relax, and feel… the… love!" The DJ said his every so famous quote on this radio station.
Soft rock music at midnight...who the hell changed the stations on his radio? Well, whoever it was, Ken didn't feel like finding out now. Not to mention he didn't want to get out of bed. It was funny though. He didn't want to get out of bed and he was wide-awake. Maybe it had to do with Omi constantly whining "Yohji-kun!" every ten minutes. Yohji was making fun of the youngest assassin as always. That's why Ken had turned on the radio and heard the soft songs being played, reminding him of so much. He probably could have listened better to the lyrics if Omi and Yohji were making so much noise. It bothered him. What were they doing up at midnight anyway?
There had no mission tonight. There was no mission they were currently working on. In short, life had been slow. The usual pack of schoolgirls came by, ogling them and just hanging around. Yohji would tease them, Omi would smile and help around, and Ken himself? Just working, trying hard to ignore the girls saying things like "Isn't he cute?" It was the only way he could keep anyone from knowing what was going on inside. His feelings towards one of his teammates were growing deeper. Ken felt like he was drowning in an ocean, that the current taking him under and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't swim to the surface. It was a suffocating yet wonderful feeling to love someone. And it a little funny to, considering he loved Aya Fujimiya.
Aya, a twenty-year old as mysterious as the story in his amethyst eyes, caught Ken's eye not too long ago. After Kase betrayed him, Ken didn't think he'd be able to trust anyone again. Oh sure, there were the kids he played with. But they were kids. Their trust was quite different from the trust one got from adults. Children did not easily turn their backs on others and try to kill their best friends. Ken felt he was doomed to never trust anyone with the possible exception of his teammates. But Aya...Aya was different.
Ken still didn't know Aya's entire story but he could piece together what Manx told him. Aya Fujimiya hadn't always been the cold bastard a lot of people saw him as. In truth, he was hurting. He had a happy life once. He loved his family and he loved what the world had given him. Then a man named Takatori ripped his happy life to bits by murdering his parents and running over his poor sister, leaving girl in a coma. Aya grew cold, shut out all emotions, and forgot about his heart. So when he fell for the one who sought nothing but vengeance on the man that ruined his life, Ken was scared.
*Aya...if only you were a little more open...* Ken thought and, as he begin to think of Aya, another exclamation from Omi disrupted his thoughts.
"Yohji-kun! You did it again!"
"Omittichi, calm down! You're squealing louder than those girls that hang around at the shop!"
"I'm not squealing!"
"I beg to differ, chibi."
*What are they doing?* Ken wondered. Were they planning him a surprise for his birthday? Of course, it had been a surprise when Omi pointed to the calendar and mentioned that they needed to do something special for him. Ken didn't care too much about his birthday anymore. It came and went like the days. He grew older and perhaps his physical image changed but that was it. The only one who really gave a damn about birthdays was Omi. He was young, of course. His only came around once every four years. And it was all his idea to celebrate Ken's birthday in the first place.
"It's not fair, Ken-kun." The younger boy told him. "We need to do something special for you too."
"Special, Omittichi?" Ken raised an eyebrow. "Why would you want to do something special for me? It's a birthday. Just buying me a present will be enough."
"No, Ken-kun." Omi shook his blonde head. "You need more."
More. Ken had no idea what Omi meant when he said "more". Was he implying that Ken got the short end of the stick all the time? Ken didn't think he did. Was he just saying that to make him feel better? Probably. Or maybe, *just* maybe, the seventeen-year old knew about the something Ken Hidaka wanted. He knew about the one present that would make the nineteen-year old happy.
Getting Aya Fujimiya to notice and, more importantly, love him.
But Aya…emotionless, broken Aya…didn't seem to feel the same for Ken. He didn't seem to be thrilled that Ken's birthday was coming along. Yohji went along with Omi's secret plan, whatever the hell it was, but Aya didn't want anything to do with it. He just shrugged when Omi pointed to December 23rd on the calendar and marked that square with the words "KEN'S BIRTHDAY" in bold letters. As time passed, Ken hoped Aya would show some interest in helping Yohji and Omi.
He didn't.
*Damn it, Aya!* Ken thought to himself, frustrated with the red-haired man. *Even if you don't care about me, just for one goddamn minute of your life, pretend that you do! Help Omi and Yohji! They'll probably destroy the place whenever I hear them downstairs! Just act like you care about something.*
He didn't know where Aya was right now. Probably sound asleep, unlike Ken himself. No turmoil and confusion in that man's mind, oh no. All he cared about was his sister in that coma. Of course, he should care about her. But he should care about the others around him. He should stop acting like a cold bastard, when deep inside, Ken knew he wasn't one.
"YOHJI-KUN! That's it! Give it to me!"
"Hey! Omi! I got it under control!"
"No, you don't! Here! I'll take over!"
Yohji was right…Omi was starting to squeal louder than the girls who hung around the flower shop. Whatever he was doing, he obviously wanted it to be perfect for Ken's birthday. Hopefully, he would not burn down the place or something.
*Aya…why don't you care about anyone? I care about you.* Ken sighed as he listened to the story of a woman whose boyfriend was giving her the cold shoulder. She wanted to be more than his girlfriend but he was showing no interest in her. The guy sounded just like Aya Fujiymiya. Ken pitied the woman as he listened to her sobbing on the radio. It did hurt when the one you loved showed no sign of loving you back.
"Don't worry, sugar." The DJ said. "Dry those eyes. I've got just the song to make this guy loosen up and show his soft side. Have a great night, babe."
Forgetting all about trying to catch some sleep, Ken just turned up the volume on the radio. After all, it would block out all the sounds coming from downstairs and think about Aya. Maybe the song might make him feel better.
*And maybe it may help me find a way to reach through to Aya.* Ken thought as the soft music began to play.
***
~If I had just one tear running down your cheek
Maybe I could cope maybe I'd get some sleep
If I had just one moment at your expense
Maybe all my misery would be well spent
Yeah… could you cry a little?
Lie just a little
Pretend that you're feeling a little more pain
I gave now I 'm wanting
Something in return
So cry just a little for me
If your love could be caged, honey I would hold the key
And conceal it underneath the pile of lies you handed me
And you'd hunt those lies
They'd be all you'd ever find
And that'd be all you'd have to know
For me to be fine
Yeah... and you'd cry a little
Die just a little
And baby I would feel just a little less pain
I gave now I'm wanting
Something in return
So cry just a little for me
Give it up baby
I hear your goodbye
Nothing's going to save me
I can see it your eyes
Some kind of heartache
Darling, give it a try
I don't want pity
I just want what is mine
Yeah... could you cry a little?
Lie just a little
Pretend that you're feeling a little more pain
I gave now I'm wanting
Something in return
So cry just a little for me
Yeah… cry just a little for me
Whoa, could you cry a little for me?
Yeah, yeah~
***
No, the song didn't help. It was just another reminder that Aya wasn't interested in him. He didn't seem like he ever would.
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(Wow! That was short as mess! I swear, I will have the first part up soon! Yeah, this is a sad beginning. I promise it has a happy ending! Seriously, it does! So here is my first Weiss Kruez fic (can't make the little symbol on this school computer, which is where I finished my fanfic). Go easy on me! I am so new at all of this! No flames, thanks!)
By Carter Tachikawa
(Okay, this is my first Weiß Kruez fic, my first RanKen (Ran x Ken pairing), and my second yaoi ever! (My first was a Digimon yaoi) and my first lemon. I don't know why but I felt like writing about Kenken's b-day. The song below "Cry", which ends this part of the fic, belongs to Faith Hill. (Not me, don't sue) Weiß Kruez isn't mine either. (Sob!) All I have of Weiß is a VHS, an orange sweater like Aya's, millions of Weiß images, and a huge obsession over them (mainly Aya). Ah well, I'm talking too much. Here we begin what will probably be a three to five part thingy.)
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"Welcome to the Love Triangle, Tokyo's number 1 station for soft rock. Bet you had one of those stressful days again, didn't ya? Felt like it was another Monday morning, huh? Well, now is the time to unwind. So sit back, relax, and feel… the… love!" The DJ said his every so famous quote on this radio station.
Soft rock music at midnight...who the hell changed the stations on his radio? Well, whoever it was, Ken didn't feel like finding out now. Not to mention he didn't want to get out of bed. It was funny though. He didn't want to get out of bed and he was wide-awake. Maybe it had to do with Omi constantly whining "Yohji-kun!" every ten minutes. Yohji was making fun of the youngest assassin as always. That's why Ken had turned on the radio and heard the soft songs being played, reminding him of so much. He probably could have listened better to the lyrics if Omi and Yohji were making so much noise. It bothered him. What were they doing up at midnight anyway?
There had no mission tonight. There was no mission they were currently working on. In short, life had been slow. The usual pack of schoolgirls came by, ogling them and just hanging around. Yohji would tease them, Omi would smile and help around, and Ken himself? Just working, trying hard to ignore the girls saying things like "Isn't he cute?" It was the only way he could keep anyone from knowing what was going on inside. His feelings towards one of his teammates were growing deeper. Ken felt like he was drowning in an ocean, that the current taking him under and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't swim to the surface. It was a suffocating yet wonderful feeling to love someone. And it a little funny to, considering he loved Aya Fujimiya.
Aya, a twenty-year old as mysterious as the story in his amethyst eyes, caught Ken's eye not too long ago. After Kase betrayed him, Ken didn't think he'd be able to trust anyone again. Oh sure, there were the kids he played with. But they were kids. Their trust was quite different from the trust one got from adults. Children did not easily turn their backs on others and try to kill their best friends. Ken felt he was doomed to never trust anyone with the possible exception of his teammates. But Aya...Aya was different.
Ken still didn't know Aya's entire story but he could piece together what Manx told him. Aya Fujimiya hadn't always been the cold bastard a lot of people saw him as. In truth, he was hurting. He had a happy life once. He loved his family and he loved what the world had given him. Then a man named Takatori ripped his happy life to bits by murdering his parents and running over his poor sister, leaving girl in a coma. Aya grew cold, shut out all emotions, and forgot about his heart. So when he fell for the one who sought nothing but vengeance on the man that ruined his life, Ken was scared.
*Aya...if only you were a little more open...* Ken thought and, as he begin to think of Aya, another exclamation from Omi disrupted his thoughts.
"Yohji-kun! You did it again!"
"Omittichi, calm down! You're squealing louder than those girls that hang around at the shop!"
"I'm not squealing!"
"I beg to differ, chibi."
*What are they doing?* Ken wondered. Were they planning him a surprise for his birthday? Of course, it had been a surprise when Omi pointed to the calendar and mentioned that they needed to do something special for him. Ken didn't care too much about his birthday anymore. It came and went like the days. He grew older and perhaps his physical image changed but that was it. The only one who really gave a damn about birthdays was Omi. He was young, of course. His only came around once every four years. And it was all his idea to celebrate Ken's birthday in the first place.
"It's not fair, Ken-kun." The younger boy told him. "We need to do something special for you too."
"Special, Omittichi?" Ken raised an eyebrow. "Why would you want to do something special for me? It's a birthday. Just buying me a present will be enough."
"No, Ken-kun." Omi shook his blonde head. "You need more."
More. Ken had no idea what Omi meant when he said "more". Was he implying that Ken got the short end of the stick all the time? Ken didn't think he did. Was he just saying that to make him feel better? Probably. Or maybe, *just* maybe, the seventeen-year old knew about the something Ken Hidaka wanted. He knew about the one present that would make the nineteen-year old happy.
Getting Aya Fujimiya to notice and, more importantly, love him.
But Aya…emotionless, broken Aya…didn't seem to feel the same for Ken. He didn't seem to be thrilled that Ken's birthday was coming along. Yohji went along with Omi's secret plan, whatever the hell it was, but Aya didn't want anything to do with it. He just shrugged when Omi pointed to December 23rd on the calendar and marked that square with the words "KEN'S BIRTHDAY" in bold letters. As time passed, Ken hoped Aya would show some interest in helping Yohji and Omi.
He didn't.
*Damn it, Aya!* Ken thought to himself, frustrated with the red-haired man. *Even if you don't care about me, just for one goddamn minute of your life, pretend that you do! Help Omi and Yohji! They'll probably destroy the place whenever I hear them downstairs! Just act like you care about something.*
He didn't know where Aya was right now. Probably sound asleep, unlike Ken himself. No turmoil and confusion in that man's mind, oh no. All he cared about was his sister in that coma. Of course, he should care about her. But he should care about the others around him. He should stop acting like a cold bastard, when deep inside, Ken knew he wasn't one.
"YOHJI-KUN! That's it! Give it to me!"
"Hey! Omi! I got it under control!"
"No, you don't! Here! I'll take over!"
Yohji was right…Omi was starting to squeal louder than the girls who hung around the flower shop. Whatever he was doing, he obviously wanted it to be perfect for Ken's birthday. Hopefully, he would not burn down the place or something.
*Aya…why don't you care about anyone? I care about you.* Ken sighed as he listened to the story of a woman whose boyfriend was giving her the cold shoulder. She wanted to be more than his girlfriend but he was showing no interest in her. The guy sounded just like Aya Fujiymiya. Ken pitied the woman as he listened to her sobbing on the radio. It did hurt when the one you loved showed no sign of loving you back.
"Don't worry, sugar." The DJ said. "Dry those eyes. I've got just the song to make this guy loosen up and show his soft side. Have a great night, babe."
Forgetting all about trying to catch some sleep, Ken just turned up the volume on the radio. After all, it would block out all the sounds coming from downstairs and think about Aya. Maybe the song might make him feel better.
*And maybe it may help me find a way to reach through to Aya.* Ken thought as the soft music began to play.
***
~If I had just one tear running down your cheek
Maybe I could cope maybe I'd get some sleep
If I had just one moment at your expense
Maybe all my misery would be well spent
Yeah… could you cry a little?
Lie just a little
Pretend that you're feeling a little more pain
I gave now I 'm wanting
Something in return
So cry just a little for me
If your love could be caged, honey I would hold the key
And conceal it underneath the pile of lies you handed me
And you'd hunt those lies
They'd be all you'd ever find
And that'd be all you'd have to know
For me to be fine
Yeah... and you'd cry a little
Die just a little
And baby I would feel just a little less pain
I gave now I'm wanting
Something in return
So cry just a little for me
Give it up baby
I hear your goodbye
Nothing's going to save me
I can see it your eyes
Some kind of heartache
Darling, give it a try
I don't want pity
I just want what is mine
Yeah... could you cry a little?
Lie just a little
Pretend that you're feeling a little more pain
I gave now I'm wanting
Something in return
So cry just a little for me
Yeah… cry just a little for me
Whoa, could you cry a little for me?
Yeah, yeah~
***
No, the song didn't help. It was just another reminder that Aya wasn't interested in him. He didn't seem like he ever would.
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(Wow! That was short as mess! I swear, I will have the first part up soon! Yeah, this is a sad beginning. I promise it has a happy ending! Seriously, it does! So here is my first Weiss Kruez fic (can't make the little symbol on this school computer, which is where I finished my fanfic). Go easy on me! I am so new at all of this! No flames, thanks!)