Disclaimers: I do not own Weiss Kreuz or any of its characters. If
you see this fic and want to sue me the only thing you will get will
be my anime collection, cuz I have no money J
Author: Max Ikari
Pairings: Yohji/Aya, Schuldich/Aya
Warnings: NC-17, Lemon, non-consensual sex, violence, adult language,
etc.
[] Inner thoughts
The Devil's Own
Chapter 2
Present day
It had already been five months since the botched mission and Weiss
was trying to get their life back in order. They weren't taking many
missions just enough to get some bread on the table. Blood money,
how
ironic. Omi was starting his first year in college while Ken
retained
a job as a soccer coach. Aya was taking some mail college courses
while Yohji in his spare time did some PI work. This basically meant
the Aya spent most of the day alone in the house.
Sometimes when Yohji came back he would notice weird Aya's weird
moods. Sometimes he was extremely nice to all of them, even would
cook dinner and then he would just be miserable, not talking to
anyone. Yohji started to notice that this usually happened if Aya
saw a girl that reminded him of his sister. Poor guy. Yohji had tried
to get him to loosen up, even dragged him to a club, however, that had
been a disaster. Aya had only gotten drunk again and started a
fight.
How ironic, now Aya was the one who constantly got drunk and got
beat
up. Yohji had told him that the next day but Aya had only ignored
him. Aya's indifference toward him made him ache, not physical pain
but more like someone had hit him on his chest. That's about the
time he noticed that he liked watching Aya. He knew all of Aya's little
quirks. Like when he was concentrating on something how he wet his
lips and started twisting right left ear tail with his left index
finger, or how he liked his tea with exactly two teaspoons of sugar,
or how when eating a burger he always opened it and stared at it for
a few seconds and then would cut it in half before biting into it.
Little things like that. He would also see that Aya was not
indifferent to everything, as he liked the world to think. One time
he caught Aya feeding a cat and laughing at it, not smiling laughing.
There was actual joy in his eyes as he fed the kitty and the kitty
licked what was left of the food from Aya's fingers. The picture had
touched him deeply; Aya caught him staring and smiled at him briefly
before turning and going inside the house again. At that moment
Yohji realized how much Aya's moods affected him also. That brief smile
had touched him to the core and made him want Aya in a not so friendly
way. That had been two months ago, since that time Yohji had started
waking up to very vivid dreams involving him and Aya. Aya doing some
things that Yohji was sure Aya would kill him for simply thinking
them.
He loved Aya, lusted after him, wanted him, and the red head baka had
no idea. A pounding on his door brought him out of his lustful ideas.
"Yeah?" he asked not wanting to get up.
"Yohji get up!" screamed Ken from the opposite side of his door.
Yohji sighed and rubbed his palms across his eyes trying to wake up.
The banging continued and he knew it would continue until he opened
the door.
"You are a pest you know that?" asked Yohji frustrated from Ken.
Ken smiled and said, " You know me. Breakfast is ready and if you
don't come down right now, don't complain later."
"You know that I hate you, don't you?" said Yohji stifling a yawn and
scratching his head.
"I know, but I love you Yohji," said Ken smiling sweetly and batting
his eyelashes in a mockery of his dates.
"Baka," said Yohji pushing him from the door and padding to the
bathroom to relieve himself.
After he that he stared at himself in the mirror, he looked tired.
That's what partying all night in a club will do to you, he thought.
"Damn, it," he muttered. He had no work to do today which meant that
he either had to go out or have to stay with Aya all day. Aya
usually was not very good company, oh well.
" Good morning kittens," said Yohji smiling.
"You know I hate it when you say that," said Aya not looking up from
the newspaper he was reading.
"I know," said Yohji grinning, glad that someone was also suffering
because they were awake.
Omi came up to Yohji and said quietly, " Don't be too loud, it seems
Aya has another hangover."
"Again?" asked Yohji becoming worried.
" Yohji, this is getting out of hand, we have to talk to him," said
Omi quietly.
"Don't worry kiddo, I will talk to him while you are at school ok?"
said Yohji smiling at Omi
" What the hell are you guys mumbling about? " asked Ken exasperated.
"You," said Yohji, " Omi was asking me if you ever get laid?"
Ken just shot him a glare and ignored him.
After breakfast Omi and Ken left the house leaving Yohji and Aya
alone. Yohji was trying to figure out how to approach the subject of
the drinking but didn't want to start a fight. Then Aya interrupted
his thought," Just come out and say it already."
" Um, well its about your drinking," said Yohji looking at Aya
sheepishly.
" What about it?" said Aya crossing is arms over his chest.
"Well we think it's getting out of hand," said Yohji quietly, " If
you don't stop it will get as bad as mine."
Aya flinched a little at that comment and said so quietly that Yohji
thought he had imagined it, "I can't."
"What?" asked Yohji not sure he heard right.
" I can't," said Aya raising his head to glare at Yohji, " I can't
stop or it will hurt too much."
"Aya." said Yohji looking at Aya with pity. Aya interpreting
what he was thinking became angry and said; " I don't need your pity, besides
I am okay as I am right now."
"But, Aya you just said you can't stop. You keep contradicting
yourself," said Yohji staring at him, " You have no idea what you are
doing do you?"
Aya avoided his eyes and said nothing simply staring at the ground.
Yohji felt so much love for this man, but Aya didn't know. Maybe he
was drinking because he thought no one cared for him. Well that is
the reason why he did it.
Yohji caressed Aya's jaw making Aya raise his head and stare at him
wide eyed. Yohji just looked at him as if nothing happened.
" Aya, there are people who care about you, you shouldn't give up so
easily," and then he leaned down and planted a feathery kiss on Aya's
lips before turning around and going to his room. He didn't see how
Aya just stared at his retreating back wide eyed, a hand coming to
touch his lips.
Yohji reached his room and let out the breath he had been holding in.
He turned and locked his door in case Aya decided to kill him. It
was funny how that little kiss seemed to make his whole day look
brighter. He walked to the mirror in his wall and stared at himself
and was surprised to find himself blushing. He brought up a hand to
touch his cheeks and let it drift to his lips. He was now sure, he
ached for Aya, wanted him badly. Yet, he couldn't force Aya to care
for him. It was a pure miracle that Aya hadn't killed him on the
spot but he guessed Aya was also surprised at his behavior. He himself
was surprised at his behavior. A quiet knock made him turn to his door.
[Damn]
He walked and opened the door to find Aya looking at him very
confused. Yohji just stood there watching him; fascinated by the
amount of emotions he could see through Aya's eyes.
"Um, why.why did you do that?" asked Aya looking at him.
Yohji didn't know what to say, that he loved him, wanted him, and
that kissing was the only way he could show his feelings. He was scared,
he wanted to laugh it off, but seeing Aya so open and vulnerable made
him think twice. If he lied right now Aya would hate him forever for it.
"Because I love you, I want you so bad I ache," said Yohji quietly.
Aya's eyes widened at this and he seemed at a loss as to what to do.
Hell, he was also at a loss. So he laughed. Raising his hand to
scratch his head he said, " I'm sorry if I scared you but I thought
you wanted the truth."
Aya simply nodded and turned to leave but Yohji caught his arm and
kissed him. When he didn't feel Aya move he sought to deepen the
kiss urging Aya to open his lips for him. Aya complied. When his tongue
entered Aya's mouth he felt the blood rush out of his head and settle
below his waist, one area specifically. He lost control and started
kissing Aya fervently, trying to get as much from Aya as he could.
He heard a moan escape Aya's throat and it only served to add more coal
to the fire that was already raging inside him. He started easing
Aya into his room and started to lower him into the bed. He didn't break
their kiss as he started undoing the buttons of Aya's shirt. He
shifted his focus to Aya's throat sucking and biting trying to leave
a mark. Aya moaned at the pleasure of it. However, when he reached
down to unbuckle Aya's pants, Aya stopped him.
"I-I can't," said Aya pushing him off him to get up.
"What?" asked Yohji more frustrated by the tightness of his pants.
"I can't do this, I-I'm." but he didn't finish just turning and
leaving the room.
Yohji just sat there wondering what the hell had just happened and
just how close he had been to getting what he yearned for.
"Damn it," he said, and he flung himself on his bed putting an arm to
cover his eyes from the sun's glare.
The next day when he entered the kitchen Aya hadn't even turned to
look at him. When Omi and Ken left the house, he tried to kiss Aya
again but Aya had looked at him with cold eyes and told him that if
he ever touched him again he would cut his hands off. Aya thought Yohji
was just trying to get into his pants, which was not very far from
the truth. Not that Yohji believed that Aya would actually do it, but he
feared that Aya would attack him and he wanted no more problems. And
yet, he still lusted after Aya, now more than ever. When Aya kissed
him, Yohji was able to see how good it would be but now Aya had taken
that privilege from him. He was no longer allowed to taste, which
was making him incredibly uptight. He needed to get laid or by the end
of the week even Omi was going to try to kill him. So that night he
decided to go out clubbing and get some. He looked at his reflection
in the mirror, skintight red leather pants, blank tank top covered by
a long sleeve see threw t-shit. [This should do the trick] He put
on a black leather trench coat, his sunglasses and left his room. When
he was coming down the stairs Omi smiled at him.
Ken rolled his eyes and said," I was wondering when you were going to
go out. If you run into Aya make sure he doesn't drink himself into
stupor."
He smiled and asked," What makes you think I am going to run into
him?"
Ken shrugged and said," I don't know, he is acting more like you
lately that maybe he also went to get laid." Omi smiled at this, but
Yohji didn't like the idea of Aya sleeping around.
"Sure, I will give him the message mother," said Yohji walking out of
the house.
Ken simply gave him the finger and returned to read the soccer
magazine on his lap.
Coming out of the house Yohji had a sense of anticipation of what the
night had to offer. He would go to his favorite bar and visit one of
the girls. More than likely he would wake up in her bed and feel
satiated. He smiled at this [then that crazy obsession I have with
Aya will fade away].
He entered the bar and was greeted by the smells of cigarette smoke,
alcohol, various perfumes.
"Hello Yohji," said a girl who was dressed all in leather and every
inch of her looked legal as Yohji liked to call it.
"Hello Star," said Yohji putting on his most winning smile.
"It is so good of you to come and visit my humble abode," said Star
thrusting her chest closer to Yohji. It gave him a promise of
forgetting his problems and lustful pleasure.
"I'm sorry, I was detained," said Yohji putting an arm around Star's
slim waist.
"Whew, you should have seen a while ago how this place was. Some
dude got it into his head to hit on one guy he thought was a chick," said
Star smiling while her eyes shone with the excitement of relieving
the moment.
Yohji couldn't help but laugh. "Poor guy, I bet he got what he
deserved."
"That's just it, I thought maybe the dude got mad because he was
straight and all, but after the brawl he left with another guy," this
last Star said starting to laugh hysterically.
"Mmm, forget the fight. Can we go somewhere more private?" purred
Yohji in Star's ear.
"Tch, tch, Yohji never wasting time," said Star smiling
flirtatiously,
" You know the place."
Yohji returned to his apartment feeling refreshed. He had spent a
night with Star who was very entertaining in bed. Entering the
kitchen he saw Omi and Ken look up at him and sigh like they were
expecting somebody else.
"Whoa guys don't be too glad to see me," said Yohji a little bit
annoyed.
"Aya is not here yet," said Ken who looked angry to say the least.
"Yohji, I'm worried. What if something happened to him and we don't
know?" said Omi nervously. He was twisting a napkin in his hands to
keep himself from jumping around the house.
Yohji was worried. Even though Aya got drunk on a constant basis, he
always arrived at night. However, like if they had willed him, Aya
came stumbling through the door and stopped short in the kitchen.
Like if he had been caught doing something he shouldn't.
"Where were you?" said Ken gripping Aya by his coat collar. Aya
pushed him away and they stared each other down.
"Guys, guys, don't start this. It's way too early," said Yohji
trying
to calm them down. He searched his pockets for a cigarette.
"Where were you? We were worried," said Ken more calm this time.
Aya looked at him and smiled. He said," I got into a fight, got the
crap beaten out of me."
"You look okay," said Omi looking Aya over.
"I'm fine," Aya said shortly and left the kitchen to go to his room.
"That was weird," said Yohji smiling with his cigarette on his lips.
Ken only glared at him and starting raiding the fridge for something
to eat.
"Go change, you are not eating like that," snapped Ken.
"Yes mother," said Yohji laughing at Ken because he hated it.
TBC