Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Ways Of Your Desire ❯ Part Three: Momentary Happiness ( Chapter 3 )

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Isa: EEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!

Schu: *grins*

Ken: *grins*

Isa: EEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!

Schu: I think they get the point, you are happy!

Ken: Just let her get over it…

Isa: *breathes out* ^_^

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Isa: *nods nods nods nods nods* EEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!

Schu: I think she's stoned or high… maybe drunk! *snickers*

Isa: *frowns* I think SOMEONE isn't getting laid soon.

Schu: O_O *silence*…

Ken: *grins*

Isa: -______-;

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This chapter starts as an alternate view of what was going on the night Ken was at Schu's house.

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"Ways of Your Desire"

-Part Three-

"Ken has to live and learn. I think he's going to realize none of this will work."

Green eyes narrowed as he looked at the redhead. "What do you know that we don't?" He asked, seeing that look he hated so much. It was that look Abyssinian would get on missions when he knew something was about to go down. It wasn't a good sign in the least.

Ran looked up at the ex-assassin, meeting his eyes. "Why don't you go down and ask your lover, he is the one that told me." With that, the redhead walked out of the room and into the kitchen. It took Yohji a moment to realize what, exactly, his old leader had said.

"Omi?"

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Yohji made his way down the stairs into the mission room, as he figured Omi was sitting at his computer looking over something. "Hey, can we talk?"

"Yeah." He answered, looking back at the longhaired brunette. "Did Ran tell you I wanted to speak to you?" He shook his head, seeing the blond frown. "I told him to tell you I needed to see you. I wanted to tell Ken too, but I didn't want to mess with his plans."

Pulling out a cigarette, Yohji flopped down into the chair beside the youngest ex-assassin. "You know how Ran is, I still think there are a few screws loose in that head of his. Anyway, all he said was something really odd then walked out, said you would tell me what he meant."

Omi shook his head, looking back at the computer screen. "Figures…" He whispered. "Anyway, it seems we have been propositioned."

"What do you mean sweetie?"

There was a pause as the blond breathed out and shut down the file he had been working on. "Kritiker, they want us back in the fold. They need us to be their assassins again, and we need to decide. Manx will be back tomorrow for our decision." Green eyes closed as Yohji sat back in his seat. "Is there something wrong?"

He nodded. "Yeah, I found out something today. While I'm happy for Ken, I don't know… maybe Ran is right."

"About?"

"Us having a normal life?" He answered, opening his eyes to look at his lover. "Being in a normal relationship? He said Ken's… that none of this would last long."

Omi nodded, understanding. "Yes, it will be hard for Ken to have an outside relationship while being an assassin. It didn't work last time, we all know that is why he and Ran got together." Yohji arched a brow at that comment as blue eyes narrowed. "You three seem to think I'm out of your loop or something? I know they got together because they needed something, anything. I also know that their little game became more and they actually started caring for one another."

"I'm impressed, baby."

"Yeah… well surprise, surprise." He grumbled. "Ran does talk to me sometimes you know, he came to me after he pushed Ken away." He saw the look Yohji gave him. "Not in that way, idiot! No, he just wanted to talk to someone and for some reason he doesn't think you take him seriously!"

"Wonder why?" He answered, smiling at his lover. "I talked to him as well, earlier today."

The blond smiled at Yohji, walking over to sit beside him. "I know, Ran told me. He said he was impressed that you could make sense sometimes." The brunette frowned, sticking the cigarette between his lips. "Thank you for talking to him though, I think hearing it coming from you actually made him think."

He rolled his eyes looking down at the smaller man. "Really, if it comes from the playboy it must be the gospel truth, huh?" There was a pause as the two sat there for a moment. "Ken's boyfriend is someone we know."

The sudden change in conversation left the blond confused for a moment. "Excuse me?"

"Ken told me who Callan is, and believe me it came as a huge shock." He could see his lover was confused. "Its Schuldich, our friendly telepath from Schwarz."

"That is impossible!" He snapped, jumping up from the seat. "Why didn't Ran tell him, why did he let him go…"

The brunette stood, walking over to his lover. "What's going on?"

Omi sighed, looking up at the man standing beside him. "Kritiker found out that Estet is trying to reform their organization… including Schwarz." Yohji just stood there totally shocked by that news. "Why didn't the two of you tell me who Callan was sooner!"

"I just found out this morning! Ran told me he overheard the conversation and…"

"Then why didn't Ran tell me when I told him this information!" He snapped once again. "Damn it! What is he trying to do!"

"I'm trying to make him think, he has to make this decision on his own. We can't help him on this, can't you see that Omi?" The blond looked up at the redhead standing on the stairs as he spoke. "Anyway, if I had told him, he would have said I was making up stories. He's in love with that man, nothing any of us can say would change that."

The blond sighed, sitting back down in defeat. "So now what? We tell Ken that they are trying to get Schwarz back together… Ran, this is going to kill him!"

"Duty or love, he has to make that decision."

Yohji frowned as he stood, stepping up to him. "You really are a cold hearted bastard sometimes!" He was shocked when his body made impact with the wall, angry violet eyes meeting his green.

"Don't you ever say that! I love Ken and I accept the fact that I fucked up, but I refuse to be the one to cause him anymore pain!" He growled, pushing away from the eldest man. "Damn it, I just want him to be happy but I won't cause him pain… you two can tell him about all of this." With that, Ran walked out of the room.

Omi and Yohji just looked at one another for a moment, then frowned. "He really does love Ken." The blond nodded.

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Callan breathed out as he rolled over in bed, reaching for his lover. All he met was cold sheets and an empty bed. Sitting up, he looked around the room for any sign of the man who had made love to him that night, but the brunette was no where to be found. Reaching out with his gift, the telepath sighed in relief when he felt the younger man's presence. (( Ken, why aren't you in bed with me? ))

`Good morning sleepy head, I thought I would try to cook you breakfast.'

(( Try? )) He sent, pulling himself out of the bed and reached for his robe. (( Why do you say you are trying? ))

He could practically feel his lover blush as he sent the next words. `I did tell you I suck at cooking, right?'

The redhead groaned, entering the kitchen he met the dark chocolate eyes of his lover. "No, you didn't tell me that. What kinda mess did you make?"

"It isn't a mess, I just think I overcooked it." Ken pulled off the lid, looking into the pot as he frowned. "Yohji once told me I was the only person he ever met who could burn water." He heard the German laugh at that as he walked over to look at his lover's interesting idea of food. "Don't laugh at me, sorry I'm not the gourmet cook you are."

Callan could tell he hurt his lover's feelings as he wrapped his arms around the tanned waist. "Aww, baby. I'm sorry I didn't mean to laugh at your cooking!" Looking down into the pot, the telepath frowned at the brown sludge inside. "What is that supposed to be, it isn't toxic is it?

"Ha ha, very funny!" Ken pouted, tossing the lid back on. "It was supposed to be gravy for the biscuits."

"And where are the biscuits?"

Dark eyes looked up, meeting the pale blue of his lover's. "I burned them…" Ken could tell the telepath was trying not to laugh, he was also failing miserably. "Go ahead, if you don't laugh at it now; you're gonna laugh at it later!"

Letting out a slight chuckle, the redhead kissed Ken's forehead. "I respect that you tried, that you wanted to make me something to eat and I love you for it." He whispered. "So how about I take you out for breakfast?"

"Really?" Ken asked, puppy eyes in full effect. "You're not mad at me for making this mess?"

"Never, love."

Turning in the German's arms, he pulled him down to kiss the man deeply. `Thank you baby.'

(( Mmmm, very welcome. )) They pulled away, Callan tightening his hold on the smaller man. "So how about that food, if I know you well enough, you are probably starving."

"Very!" Grinning, he grabbed the telepath's arms and started pulling him back towards the bedroom. "We can take a nice shower together then go get food!"

Callan laughed once again and allowed the smaller, more energetic man to pull him towards the bathroom and the shower within. He couldn`t help but love everything about the brunette. Ken seemed so full of life when he was around him, ready for any kind of fun that he could make up in that head of his. "Sweetie, if I take a shower with you, it's going to be a while before we leave for breakfast…"

Ken nodded, a slight blush crossing his cheeks. "I think I can hold out that long." He whispered huskily as he pulled the German into the bathroom, the door closing a moment later.

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Ken ran out into the living room, Callan was sitting on the couch looking though a magazine. Plopping down beside him the brunette grinned up at his lover. "Food time?"

"Aa, are you finally ready to go?" The man nodded, a huge grin crossing his face. "Okay, did you remember your coat, I was just out on the balcony and it's a bit cold out there."

"Nah." He answered, standing up and stretching. "I'll just use one of yours." He paused, grinning back down at his lover. "Can I wear the green one?"

Callan nodded, watching as the younger man made his way over to the hall closet. "I think the tan one would look better with your outfit though, sweetie."

"You think?"

The German nodded, pushing himself up from the couch as he made his way over to his lover. The more time he spent with the ex-assassin, the more he realized that he was totally and helplessly in love with the man. That brought a sense of peace to him, knowing that he could still feel those types of emotions. "Hand me the white one." Ken did as he asked, still looking over the coats in the closet. "Baby, it's just a coat. You know those things you wear to keep you warm?"

Ken couldn't help but smile to at Callan. "Smart ass, I know, but you have like fifty coats."

"Hmm, I suppose I do. I'm going to have to clean out my closets, get rid of some things."

The younger man looked up at the telepath, confused. "Why?"

"Well if you are going to move in here with me I think you might need some space." The look on Ken's face was priceless, caught someplace between utter confusion and pure bliss. "Oh that's right, I haven't asked you that question yet." He teased, wrapping his arms around the shorter man's waist. "Ken, my love? I was wondering if you would move in here with me… or at least stay with me sometimes?"

He stood there, shocked at the request then breathed out. "But the shop and my teammates… we are a family and I would like to be close to them…" Callan nodded, frowning slightly. Ken sighed at the hurt look on his lover's face, trying to figure out a solution to that problem. Suddenly it hit him. "You know there are apartments right across the street from the flower shop? They are too big for just one person but I really like them and I was thinking… maybe I will move over there, but I could really use a roommate."

"Really?" The German whispered, Ken nodded a moment later. "Would a lover suit your plans?"

Ken all but purred as he wrapped his arms around the telepath's neck. "I think a lover would be perfect." He was about to kiss the man again when his stomach growled loudly, making both of them laugh. "I think it's trying to tell me something."

"Yeah, I heard." He whispered, kissing him quickly anyway. "I guess I better feed you before your stomach gets mad at me, huh?" The brunette nodded, blushing slightly. "Come on love, let's get going."

The ex-soccer player nodded, grabbing the tan coat as Callan suggested and pulled it on. "Ready!"

"Okay then…" The two walked out the door, Ken leaning against the railings as Callan locked the door. "Wow, it is getting cold out here, almost winter time."

Ken grinned, grabbing the German's hand the moment it was free. "That's not a bad thing! Christmas is coming and that means my birthday is almost here!"

That comment made Callan look down at his lover. "I don't know when your birthday is."

"The day before Christmas Eve, really easy to remember but it sucks because I have to share the holiday!" He grinned, wrapping one arm around his lover's waist as the stepped into the elevator. "I guess I'm greedy!"

The German laughed at that comment, kissing the top of his lover's head. "Not greedy, don't worry baby, I promise to make sure you have a great birthday."

"Really? We consider it a family day, would you want to come over and spend it with us?" The redhead frowned for a moment. "I'm sorry, I know you don't like the other guys and…"

"It's not that baby, its just… will they accept me?"

"Of course!" He answered, resting a hand on his lover's cheek. "Why wouldn't they, Callan you are a good person, you just fell in with a bad crowed."

That comment made the telepath laugh. "You make me sound like some high school punk!" He whispered, pulling the smaller ex-assassin into his arms and kissing him deeply. The elevator made it to the ground floor and the door slid open. Hearing a gasp, the two men pulling apart to look up at the older woman standing in the doorway. "What? You have never seen two men kissing before!" The German growled, grabbing Ken's hand as he pulled him out of the woman's way.

The woman frowned, walking into the elevator. "Revolting!" She snapped.

"Funny, that's what I thought when I saw your face!" He snapped back, the look on her face as the doors closed was priceless.

"Callan!" Ken couldn't help but laugh, running down the hall as he went out of the door into the parking lot. "You are simply awful!"

He walked out of the hall a moment later, grinning. "Yeah, but did you see the look on her face!" He asked, pulling Ken to him. "It was worth it, she doesn't need to be looking at you like that! You are far too cute to be put down in any way, baby!"

"Mmmm, I'll have to remember that." He purred, kissing the redhead. "Oh…" He blushed as his stomach growled once again. "I need food."

"And food you will have." He responded, the two walking hand-in-hand to his car.

"Can we have eggs and steak and bacon… oh, oh and I want pancakes and hash browns with biscuits and gravy! I have a big craving for biscuits and gravy!" His lover just laughed at him, both jumping in the car.

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"Interesting." The young boy looked up at his leader and frowned. "Seems that our Mastermind has moved on with his life."

"With one of the Weiss assassins?" Nagi frowned. "He is an idiot to think that would ever work."

"I suppose we will have to wait for him to get home so we can speak. Hopefully he won't bring home the kitten." Brad answered, looking over at the third man. "What do you think of all of this?"

The man just smiled, one golden eye meeting his. "Schuldich is hurting god, he plays with the Kitten's emotions!"

The American nodded. "Let's just hope that is all he is doing."

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Omi looked up as Ran walked into the mission room. "Is Ken home yet? Manx said she would be here this evening."

"No, he isn't." The redhead answered, sitting down in the chair beside the blond. There had always been a comfortable silence between the two, but for once, though Omi wasn't looking at him, he could tell that behind that silence, the man`s mind was reeling. "Omi, am I doing the right thing?"

The youngest Weiss looking up at his friend; there was a look of confusion on his face. Ever since they had been disbanded, he found that the man talked more about himself than he used to. He supposed it was that because of his sister's death, but whatever had caused it was fine with him. "What do you mean?"

Ran looked up at him, then leaned back into the chair. "What I am doing with Ken, letting him continue in this relationship with that telepath. I keep thinking that I should have told him he was an idiot."

"You can't make up people's minds for that Ran, and you definitely can't change people's hearts." The blond responded, spinning his chair slightly so he could meet the redhead eye to eye. "I know you love him, but there are things that went bad in that relationship. You two constantly argued instead of trying to work through them, now you realize that you made a mistake."

"Yeah." He whispered, one hand absently twirling one of his eartails. "I know I fucked up, it is stupid that I didn't realize it sooner. I think I wanted Ken to hurt because I was in so much pain. Everything that has happened in the last few years, it's worn me down and I had to release some of that." Omi simply nodded, listening as the usually silent redhead spoke to him. "Am I making any sense?"

"Of course you are!" He answered. "Just give him time, either this will work out or it won't. Just don't try to pressure him into anything." Ran nodded, looking up as someone walked down the stairs. "Look who finally made it home."

"Hey!" Ken grinned, walking over to the two men. "Yohji said we needed to talk, told me to come on down and he would be down in a minute." Both men nodded, seeing Ken frown. "What is going on, you two don't look very happy."

The door opened, then closed, as Yohji came down the stairs. "Did you start the party without me?"

"No, we didn't" Ken answered, looking from him to the men opposite him. "Now tell me what has happened?"

Omi looked at Ran, then back to Ken. "Kritiker contacted me, that was to reform Weiss and make us an active assassin group again." The brunette took a step back, plopping down on the couch behind him. "I'm sorry, I should have told you last night but I didn't want to ruin your date. I didn't know that the man you were in love with was…" He paused, seeing the look Ken was giving him.

"What does him being my lover have to do with anything!" Ken snapped, suddenly turning on Ran. "I knew it, you did know something last night when you came to talk to me! You had that look on your face that you get when you don't want to tell me something! What the hell is going on?"

Omi was about to speak again when Ran stood. "Estet is trying to rebuild and Manx told Omi that they were trying to find the members of Schwarz again." The tanned man shook his head, paling slightly at those words. "I didn't want to tell you because I knew how happy you were with him, I didn't want to be the one to cause you more pain!"

Dark eyes looked up, meeting the rich purple of Ran's eyes. "He's going to be my…" He couldn't even finish the sentence, his brain wouldn't accept that Callan would be his enemy. In some way it just didn't seem right, not after all they had done to make it work… just to have it fall apart. "No…"

A hand on his shoulder made him jump as he turned to look at Yohji. "Manx is coming tonight for our answer, we have to decide if we want this our not. We need you right now Ken, this is a family decision."

"I have to find Callan..." He said, almost desperately. "I have to find out what is going on, is he going to go back to Schwarz?"

Ran sighed as Omi walked up to Ken. "We need you here Ken, are we going to rejoin Kritiker?"

"I can't make this decision right now Omi!" He yelled, backing away from them. "No, I can't do this… I won't! Callan won't join Schwarz, he won't become my enemy again! He told me he loved me and I believe him, I know he won't…" With that he turned, running out of the mission room.

"He has to make his own decision." Ran whispered, crimson hair covering his face. "My answer is yes, I have no place else to go but back to them. As long as you two go back in, I will as well." And with that he walked out of the room.

Omi walked over to his lover, wrapping his arms around his waist. "Now what do we do Yohji?"

"I don't know, sweetie."

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kami: *happy sigh* I'm so happy! Isa-chan finally updated! *bounces and spins*

Ken: Yeah! I'm happy too, but I'm all moody in this chapter! I'm all happy and sweet, then all sad and angry…

Yohji: It's PMS! Rannie, you contaminated him! XD

kami: Weh? It's not contagious, Yohji…

Yohji: *continues to make fun of Ken and Ran*

Ran: *twitch twitch* SHI'NEEEEEE!! *grabs katana and chases Yohji*

Yohji: *chibi's and runs for his life*

Ken: What's with them?

kami: It's PMS… @.@

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