Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Wanting Something In Return ❯ Chapter 5: Ken Gets a Soul and Aya Returns ( Chapter 5 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: Carter Tachikawa 
Wooo, no update in a long time! Gomen nasai, I've been stuck on all my other stories. Anyway, Ken gets an unusual present and Aya returns...
Anime/Manga: Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 12.28.2002 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.4K | Visits: 557 | Status: Completed
Wooo, no update in a long time! Gomen nasai, I've been stuck on all my other stories. Anyway, Ken gets an unusual present and Aya returns...
Anime/Manga: Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 12.28.2002 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.4K | Visits: 557 | Status: Completed
Wanting Something in Return (Chapter 5: Ken Gets A Soul and Aya Returns)
By Carter Tachikawa
Disclaimer: Weiß Kruez is not mine, never had been and never will be (unless I take over Koyasu Takehito...but that's a whole other story!) The song (I put a lot of songs in my fics, don't I? I swear, I'm not trying to make a songfic but these songs really fit well) is called "All About Loving You" and it's by Bon Jovi.
(It's almost over...the story I loved writing is almost over! I can't believe it! Just this, an epilogue, and a lemon scene. I have to thank the wonderful Keeshe Kaldaka for drawing something for me. I know I'll like it, whatever it is. Anyway, things are winding down. Aya returns, the gifts are opened, an actual cake has been bought...the whole works! So without further ado, here is Chapter 5!)
Thanks to the reviewers: Keeshe Kaldaka, fei, fuzzish, siberian, Rika-chan (once again, reviewing twice!), CherubKatan, and Anurshi (I swear, I'm writing all your names from memory and in no order) Also, everyone at mediaminer.org (whose names I can't remember, sorry)
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"Mmm." Omi shoved the last piece of the cake he and Yohji picked out for Ken's birthday into his mouth. Actually, Omi had been the one who picked it out. Yohji was too busy trying to score a date with one of the six women, who he found out were sisters.
"I changed my mind." He told Ken and Omi. "I said there would be one for each of you and three for me. Well, I decided to have six for me and none for you."
Not that Ken cared to begin with. He had Aya to worry about. As for Omi, they all looked too old for him anyway. And Aya...Aya disappeared after his argument with Ken. He hadn't come back yet but no one was worried. Aya was a strong and smart man. He could handle himself. But Ken and Omi would have bet all their savings that Aya wouldn't care much about these women either. In short, no one complained when Yohji said that.
"You have to admit, chibi...this is a lot better than what we tried to do." Yohji pointed out. Sure enough, this cake was delicious. Omi picked out a similar strawberry cake with vanilla frosting, every inch covered and nothing unusual in it. Ken enjoyed it and that pleased Omi. Turned out the trip that shop was worthwhile. Even Yohji's efforts had not been in vain; he got a phone number. True, it was the phone number to the shop itself but, according to Yohji, it still counted. He couldn't wait to start making calls.
"Did you enjoy the cake, Ken-kun?" Omi asked.
"Very." Ken replied. "Thanks, Omittichi. Thanks, Yohji."
"No problem. You're only twenty once...too bad I can't remember what I did on that birthday." Yohji sighed.
"Yohji-kun, you went out with three women in one night!" Omi exclaimed. Yohji looked up and thought about it.
"Oh yeah, I did. But still my twentieth birthday was nothing like my twenty-first one!"
"Three women increased to five, right?" Omi rolled his eyes.
"Not five, chibi. Six."
"Um...I better open these gifts now." Ken put his plate aside and went over to where the boxes were. He made sure to separate his birthday presents from Christmas ones. There was also that big box from Kritiker, which felt unusually heavy and didn't move around much.
"Oh, open them, Ken-kun!" Omi exclaimed. "Start with all the ones from the girls then go to our gifts!"
"Okay, okay!" Ken laughed. A lot of those gifts weren't wrapped up, however, and many of them were handmade crafts. He picked up on that was in a box and started to open.
"Ken-kun, hold on!" Omi exclaimed. "Shouldn't we wait for Aya-kun to come?"
"Nah." Yohji shook his head. "What's he gonna like about watching Kenken open gifts?"
*Yeah, what?* Ken thought. Aya had stormed away and still hadn't come in. Ken also noticed that, amidst all the boxes and gifts, not one of them came from Aya. Did he forget about Ken's birthday? Or did he purposely choose not buy anything? Ken couldn't remember Omi or Yohji getting anything from Aya on their birthdays. Maybe he just didn't care about them. Cold, selfish Aya...only giving a damn about himself and his sister. Yeah, there was Sakura Tomoe, but Ken could bet that Aya only treated her as a dead ringer for Aya-chan. Sakura did look remarkably like his sister.
"Oh...okay." Omi finally gave up on Aya himself. "Open it already, Ken-kun!"
The next hour was nothing but opening of gifts. He got some interesting things including pictures from many of the younger children he played with. He also got cards, handmade and store bought. Some girls who hadn't bought anything in the morning had stopped by and gave him their presents before shop closed completely. Things like strawberry and chocolate pocky, sugar cookies baked in different shapes like trees and bells, stuffed animals dressed in soccer attire, cologne (Ken raised his eyebrows when he saw this), aftershave (raised eyebrows again), CDs, movies, little things like poetry...it was probably the most gifts Ken had ever received from complete strangers.
"This one is very thin." Omi handed him a small, flat package. Ken looked at it for a minute, perplexed. What on earth could it possibly be? Slowly, he opened it.
"You don't think it's a bomb, do you?" Yohji asked.
"Yohji-kun! Why would these girls send us a bomb?"
"Cause they hate us for not dating them?"
"It's not a bomb." Ken managed to open the thin package finally. A small piece of paper fell down to the ground. Yohji picked it up and read it out loud.
"Dearest Ken-san", He began. "I do not have much money to buy you anything. I do not have the talent to make you something. All I have is love for you and therefore this is my present: I give you my soul."
Neither Ken nor Omi said a word after that.
"Her soul?" Ken finally asked.
"Yup. Enjoy." Yohji tossed the sheet of paper to him. Ken read it for himself and saw it was true. Sweet as this girl had been, Ken wanted to own the soul of only one person: Aya Fujimiya. The question was whether or not he'd get the chance to do that. Aya was unusually late. He hoped he didn't hurt Aya too much with his words.
*I said some things I shouldn't have said.* He remembered how he snapped and yelled at Aya. Though the hard mask remained on his face, Ken must have broken him inside. He called him selfish and told him that he didn't think of anyone else. Even if it was true, it wasn't right to say that. Aya went through a lot. Maybe Ken' s problems with the J-League and Kase weren't big. It must have been worse to come home and find his family murdered. It was probably more heart-wrenching to watch Aya-chan get run over like that.
"Ken-kun!" Omi complained. "You didn't finish opening gifts!"
"That's cause he's enjoying the soul he got. Ne, Kenken?" Yohji joked. Ken broke out of his daze and shook his head. He picked up the box from Kritiker.
"I wonder what's in here?" He murmured out loud, ripping the wrapping paper off. Carefully pulling off the tape, he opened the box and found a new pair of bugnuks inside. No wonder the box was so heavy and it didn't move around as much as the other presents.
"Nice!" He pulled them out and tried them on. "I can't wait to use these on the next mission." He then took them off and put them back in the box. Omi held out another package.
"This is from me!" He exclaimed. "It took me forever to find something for you, Ken-kun. But I finally did and I really hope you like it!"
"Omittichi! The cake was enough!"
"No, it wasn't. Open it!"
"Fine." Ken opened the box and found a nice sweatshirt with the name of his favorite team on it. "Omi! You bought this for me?"
"Uh-huh? Do you like it, Ken-kun?"
"Oh, yes. Thank you, Omittichi. It was very nice of you to buy this." Ken put that box away and Yohji approached with another big box. He had one of those grins on his face, like a Cheshire cat, that meant he was up to mischief.
"Now, unlike the chibi, I didn't get you something brand new." He admitted. "But you'll like this. This will come in handy in the future, Kenken."
Ken was suddenly scared. "It's not going jump out on me, is it?"
"Hell no! Just open it."
"O...okay." Taking a deep breath, Ken slowly opened the gift. Instead of finding something alive, there were several magazines and black book on top. "What is this?"
"When I turned twenty, I dated a lot of women." Yohji explained. Omi rolled his eyes and Ken sighed. "I put all their phone numbers in that black book. If I remember correctly, many of them are still single. The phone numbers are pretty much the same. Now it's your turn to check all of them out. I got another book now. Oh yeah and the magazines are for pleasure. You'll enjoy the ones where the ladies are in lingerie. I guarantee it!"
"Oh." Ken didn't want to disappoint Yohji by telling him he had no interest in dating all these women so he smiled. "Thanks, Yohji. I suppose it will come in handy one day."
"Glad you liked it. And the swimsuit edition that I put in there is pretty interesting too."
*Terrific.* Ken thought. He already had a plan to hand this black book to Omi when he turned twenty. The younger boy would probably enjoy it more than him.
"It's getting colder." Omi commented, flipping on the radio as Ken picked up all the wrapping paper. "Do you think Aya-kun is all right?"
"He should be." Ken muttered. Inside though, he was feeling guilty. Aya needed to be taught a lesson about feelings but he didn't deserve such harsh treatment. He already went through enough.
"Good evening, Tokyo! The sun's gone down and the wind is picking up. The temperature is going to drop even more tonight and tomorrow there will a possible chance of snow flurries. So if you haven't taken out the coats yet, be sure you do that now. So let's get back to the music on your favorite station!" The radio suddenly blared.
*He's not coming back.* Ken crumpled up some wrapping paper and threw it away. He looked up and saw that mistletoe Yohji had hung. More than anything, he wanted to kiss Aya under it. That would be the best present anyone could possibly give him. And then...maybe after the kiss...his third wish would come true.
*I haven't even told Omi and Yohji my last wish. Maybe it's better they never knew.* Ken threw another piece of wrapping paper away. Suddenly there was a knock and Yohji went over to see who it was.
"Well, it's about time you showed up!" He exclaimed. Ken turned around to find Aya standing in the cold. His cheeks and nose had turned the same color as his hair and the look on his face was no longer hard. In fact, he looked lost and sweet. Ken hated to admit it but he thought that Aya with bright red cheeks and nose glowing like a stoplight looked absolutely beautiful. Though he wasn't showing it off, he was freezing outside.
"Aya-kun?" Omi asked. Aya nodded in his direction, then looked straight at Ken. Those violet eyes seemed deeper and filled with something different, something nice.
"Aya..." Ken began but didn't know what he would say next.
Aya stepped into the store. "Ken."
That was all he could say for a few minutes. On the radio, a soft melody began to play and voice his feelings. It wasn't written by him but it felt like it had been. Each lyric expressed his thoughts and said what he never was able to say to the one who loved him. It was all truth.
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~Looking at the pages of my life
Faded memories of me and you
Mistakes, you know I've made a few
I took some shots and fell from time to time
Baby, you were there to pull me through
We've been around that block a time or two
I'm gonna lay it on the line
Ask me how we've come this far
The answer's written in my eyes
Every time I look at you, baby, I see something new
That takes me higher than before and makes me want you more
I don't wanna sleep tonight, dreaming 's just a waste of time
When I look at what my life's been coming to
I'm all about loving you
I've lived, I've loved, I've lost, I've paid some dues
Baby, we've been to hell and back again
Through it all, you're always my best friend
For all the words I didn't say and all the things I didn't do
Tonight I'm gonna find a way
Every time I look at you, baby, I see something new
That takes me higher than before and makes me want you more
I don't wanna sleep tonight, dreaming 's just a waste of time
When I look at what my life's been coming to
I'm all about loving you
You can take this world away
You're everything I am
Just read the lines upon my face
I'm all about loving you
I'm all about
I'm all about
I'm all about loving you!
Every time I look at you, baby, I see something new
That takes me higher than before and makes me want you more
I don't wanna sleep tonight, dreaming 's just a waste of time
When I look at what my life's been coming to
I'm all about loving you
All about loving you~
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(ALMOST DONE! I almost freaking done! Anyway, I've always wondered what Aya would look like if he caught a cold^^. The next chapter will have the extreme RanKen scene! I know you're waiting for it. And then, after the epilogue and lemon...I don't know what I'll write next! Ah well, school is coming around and so are exams. Sometime during the weekend, I *should* have the last two chappies up! Anyway, review! Enjoy! Go easy!)
By Carter Tachikawa
Disclaimer: Weiß Kruez is not mine, never had been and never will be (unless I take over Koyasu Takehito...but that's a whole other story!) The song (I put a lot of songs in my fics, don't I? I swear, I'm not trying to make a songfic but these songs really fit well) is called "All About Loving You" and it's by Bon Jovi.
(It's almost over...the story I loved writing is almost over! I can't believe it! Just this, an epilogue, and a lemon scene. I have to thank the wonderful Keeshe Kaldaka for drawing something for me. I know I'll like it, whatever it is. Anyway, things are winding down. Aya returns, the gifts are opened, an actual cake has been bought...the whole works! So without further ado, here is Chapter 5!)
Thanks to the reviewers: Keeshe Kaldaka, fei, fuzzish, siberian, Rika-chan (once again, reviewing twice!), CherubKatan, and Anurshi (I swear, I'm writing all your names from memory and in no order) Also, everyone at mediaminer.org (whose names I can't remember, sorry)
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"Mmm." Omi shoved the last piece of the cake he and Yohji picked out for Ken's birthday into his mouth. Actually, Omi had been the one who picked it out. Yohji was too busy trying to score a date with one of the six women, who he found out were sisters.
"I changed my mind." He told Ken and Omi. "I said there would be one for each of you and three for me. Well, I decided to have six for me and none for you."
Not that Ken cared to begin with. He had Aya to worry about. As for Omi, they all looked too old for him anyway. And Aya...Aya disappeared after his argument with Ken. He hadn't come back yet but no one was worried. Aya was a strong and smart man. He could handle himself. But Ken and Omi would have bet all their savings that Aya wouldn't care much about these women either. In short, no one complained when Yohji said that.
"You have to admit, chibi...this is a lot better than what we tried to do." Yohji pointed out. Sure enough, this cake was delicious. Omi picked out a similar strawberry cake with vanilla frosting, every inch covered and nothing unusual in it. Ken enjoyed it and that pleased Omi. Turned out the trip that shop was worthwhile. Even Yohji's efforts had not been in vain; he got a phone number. True, it was the phone number to the shop itself but, according to Yohji, it still counted. He couldn't wait to start making calls.
"Did you enjoy the cake, Ken-kun?" Omi asked.
"Very." Ken replied. "Thanks, Omittichi. Thanks, Yohji."
"No problem. You're only twenty once...too bad I can't remember what I did on that birthday." Yohji sighed.
"Yohji-kun, you went out with three women in one night!" Omi exclaimed. Yohji looked up and thought about it.
"Oh yeah, I did. But still my twentieth birthday was nothing like my twenty-first one!"
"Three women increased to five, right?" Omi rolled his eyes.
"Not five, chibi. Six."
"Um...I better open these gifts now." Ken put his plate aside and went over to where the boxes were. He made sure to separate his birthday presents from Christmas ones. There was also that big box from Kritiker, which felt unusually heavy and didn't move around much.
"Oh, open them, Ken-kun!" Omi exclaimed. "Start with all the ones from the girls then go to our gifts!"
"Okay, okay!" Ken laughed. A lot of those gifts weren't wrapped up, however, and many of them were handmade crafts. He picked up on that was in a box and started to open.
"Ken-kun, hold on!" Omi exclaimed. "Shouldn't we wait for Aya-kun to come?"
"Nah." Yohji shook his head. "What's he gonna like about watching Kenken open gifts?"
*Yeah, what?* Ken thought. Aya had stormed away and still hadn't come in. Ken also noticed that, amidst all the boxes and gifts, not one of them came from Aya. Did he forget about Ken's birthday? Or did he purposely choose not buy anything? Ken couldn't remember Omi or Yohji getting anything from Aya on their birthdays. Maybe he just didn't care about them. Cold, selfish Aya...only giving a damn about himself and his sister. Yeah, there was Sakura Tomoe, but Ken could bet that Aya only treated her as a dead ringer for Aya-chan. Sakura did look remarkably like his sister.
"Oh...okay." Omi finally gave up on Aya himself. "Open it already, Ken-kun!"
The next hour was nothing but opening of gifts. He got some interesting things including pictures from many of the younger children he played with. He also got cards, handmade and store bought. Some girls who hadn't bought anything in the morning had stopped by and gave him their presents before shop closed completely. Things like strawberry and chocolate pocky, sugar cookies baked in different shapes like trees and bells, stuffed animals dressed in soccer attire, cologne (Ken raised his eyebrows when he saw this), aftershave (raised eyebrows again), CDs, movies, little things like poetry...it was probably the most gifts Ken had ever received from complete strangers.
"This one is very thin." Omi handed him a small, flat package. Ken looked at it for a minute, perplexed. What on earth could it possibly be? Slowly, he opened it.
"You don't think it's a bomb, do you?" Yohji asked.
"Yohji-kun! Why would these girls send us a bomb?"
"Cause they hate us for not dating them?"
"It's not a bomb." Ken managed to open the thin package finally. A small piece of paper fell down to the ground. Yohji picked it up and read it out loud.
"Dearest Ken-san", He began. "I do not have much money to buy you anything. I do not have the talent to make you something. All I have is love for you and therefore this is my present: I give you my soul."
Neither Ken nor Omi said a word after that.
"Her soul?" Ken finally asked.
"Yup. Enjoy." Yohji tossed the sheet of paper to him. Ken read it for himself and saw it was true. Sweet as this girl had been, Ken wanted to own the soul of only one person: Aya Fujimiya. The question was whether or not he'd get the chance to do that. Aya was unusually late. He hoped he didn't hurt Aya too much with his words.
*I said some things I shouldn't have said.* He remembered how he snapped and yelled at Aya. Though the hard mask remained on his face, Ken must have broken him inside. He called him selfish and told him that he didn't think of anyone else. Even if it was true, it wasn't right to say that. Aya went through a lot. Maybe Ken' s problems with the J-League and Kase weren't big. It must have been worse to come home and find his family murdered. It was probably more heart-wrenching to watch Aya-chan get run over like that.
"Ken-kun!" Omi complained. "You didn't finish opening gifts!"
"That's cause he's enjoying the soul he got. Ne, Kenken?" Yohji joked. Ken broke out of his daze and shook his head. He picked up the box from Kritiker.
"I wonder what's in here?" He murmured out loud, ripping the wrapping paper off. Carefully pulling off the tape, he opened the box and found a new pair of bugnuks inside. No wonder the box was so heavy and it didn't move around as much as the other presents.
"Nice!" He pulled them out and tried them on. "I can't wait to use these on the next mission." He then took them off and put them back in the box. Omi held out another package.
"This is from me!" He exclaimed. "It took me forever to find something for you, Ken-kun. But I finally did and I really hope you like it!"
"Omittichi! The cake was enough!"
"No, it wasn't. Open it!"
"Fine." Ken opened the box and found a nice sweatshirt with the name of his favorite team on it. "Omi! You bought this for me?"
"Uh-huh? Do you like it, Ken-kun?"
"Oh, yes. Thank you, Omittichi. It was very nice of you to buy this." Ken put that box away and Yohji approached with another big box. He had one of those grins on his face, like a Cheshire cat, that meant he was up to mischief.
"Now, unlike the chibi, I didn't get you something brand new." He admitted. "But you'll like this. This will come in handy in the future, Kenken."
Ken was suddenly scared. "It's not going jump out on me, is it?"
"Hell no! Just open it."
"O...okay." Taking a deep breath, Ken slowly opened the gift. Instead of finding something alive, there were several magazines and black book on top. "What is this?"
"When I turned twenty, I dated a lot of women." Yohji explained. Omi rolled his eyes and Ken sighed. "I put all their phone numbers in that black book. If I remember correctly, many of them are still single. The phone numbers are pretty much the same. Now it's your turn to check all of them out. I got another book now. Oh yeah and the magazines are for pleasure. You'll enjoy the ones where the ladies are in lingerie. I guarantee it!"
"Oh." Ken didn't want to disappoint Yohji by telling him he had no interest in dating all these women so he smiled. "Thanks, Yohji. I suppose it will come in handy one day."
"Glad you liked it. And the swimsuit edition that I put in there is pretty interesting too."
*Terrific.* Ken thought. He already had a plan to hand this black book to Omi when he turned twenty. The younger boy would probably enjoy it more than him.
"It's getting colder." Omi commented, flipping on the radio as Ken picked up all the wrapping paper. "Do you think Aya-kun is all right?"
"He should be." Ken muttered. Inside though, he was feeling guilty. Aya needed to be taught a lesson about feelings but he didn't deserve such harsh treatment. He already went through enough.
"Good evening, Tokyo! The sun's gone down and the wind is picking up. The temperature is going to drop even more tonight and tomorrow there will a possible chance of snow flurries. So if you haven't taken out the coats yet, be sure you do that now. So let's get back to the music on your favorite station!" The radio suddenly blared.
*He's not coming back.* Ken crumpled up some wrapping paper and threw it away. He looked up and saw that mistletoe Yohji had hung. More than anything, he wanted to kiss Aya under it. That would be the best present anyone could possibly give him. And then...maybe after the kiss...his third wish would come true.
*I haven't even told Omi and Yohji my last wish. Maybe it's better they never knew.* Ken threw another piece of wrapping paper away. Suddenly there was a knock and Yohji went over to see who it was.
"Well, it's about time you showed up!" He exclaimed. Ken turned around to find Aya standing in the cold. His cheeks and nose had turned the same color as his hair and the look on his face was no longer hard. In fact, he looked lost and sweet. Ken hated to admit it but he thought that Aya with bright red cheeks and nose glowing like a stoplight looked absolutely beautiful. Though he wasn't showing it off, he was freezing outside.
"Aya-kun?" Omi asked. Aya nodded in his direction, then looked straight at Ken. Those violet eyes seemed deeper and filled with something different, something nice.
"Aya..." Ken began but didn't know what he would say next.
Aya stepped into the store. "Ken."
That was all he could say for a few minutes. On the radio, a soft melody began to play and voice his feelings. It wasn't written by him but it felt like it had been. Each lyric expressed his thoughts and said what he never was able to say to the one who loved him. It was all truth.
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~Looking at the pages of my life
Faded memories of me and you
Mistakes, you know I've made a few
I took some shots and fell from time to time
Baby, you were there to pull me through
We've been around that block a time or two
I'm gonna lay it on the line
Ask me how we've come this far
The answer's written in my eyes
Every time I look at you, baby, I see something new
That takes me higher than before and makes me want you more
I don't wanna sleep tonight, dreaming 's just a waste of time
When I look at what my life's been coming to
I'm all about loving you
I've lived, I've loved, I've lost, I've paid some dues
Baby, we've been to hell and back again
Through it all, you're always my best friend
For all the words I didn't say and all the things I didn't do
Tonight I'm gonna find a way
Every time I look at you, baby, I see something new
That takes me higher than before and makes me want you more
I don't wanna sleep tonight, dreaming 's just a waste of time
When I look at what my life's been coming to
I'm all about loving you
You can take this world away
You're everything I am
Just read the lines upon my face
I'm all about loving you
I'm all about
I'm all about
I'm all about loving you!
Every time I look at you, baby, I see something new
That takes me higher than before and makes me want you more
I don't wanna sleep tonight, dreaming 's just a waste of time
When I look at what my life's been coming to
I'm all about loving you
All about loving you~
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(ALMOST DONE! I almost freaking done! Anyway, I've always wondered what Aya would look like if he caught a cold^^. The next chapter will have the extreme RanKen scene! I know you're waiting for it. And then, after the epilogue and lemon...I don't know what I'll write next! Ah well, school is coming around and so are exams. Sometime during the weekend, I *should* have the last two chappies up! Anyway, review! Enjoy! Go easy!)