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 :)
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 3
[After the disappearing act Aya pulled the last time he went out, he
became more reserved than usual. He rarely talked and always wore
black, which was weird. He wore black turtlenecks and black pants,
even sunglasses. It made him look like he was dead; he is too pale
to
use black all the time. I like looking at him, that is why I notice
little changes in him. He never looks me in the eye, and if he does
he rushes to look somewhere else. Sometimes when he is drinking tea,
his hand will start to shake, not a lot but enough for me to notice.
The same happens when he is practicing with his katana. He doesn't
have as much grace as he used to, he makes mistakes.
I think Aya is hiding something from us, but he won't tell us. Ken
tried to get him to talk, but Ken always explodes when he talks to
Aya, which is why Aya doesn't talk. He doesn't get drunk anymore
which is a plus, but now he smokes. I don't know which was worse.
He doesn't smoke a lot but I have caught him smoking and every time he
is smoking his hands are shaking. He knows I notice this, but I guess
he thinks if he can believes it didn't happen I wouldn't say anything.
I am worried about him, but I have no idea what to do. The other day I
tried to talk to him, when I put my hand on his shoulder he jumped.
He looked scared, and then he tried to laugh it off as being sick.
He is not sick and he knows it. One thing Aya sucks at is lying and he
has been doing a lot of it lately.]
[I hate him. He always looks at me, follows my every move. I didn't
use to mind but now it is as if he can see I am tainted. Black is
the color of darkness; the color assassins wear to come upon their prey
unnoticed. The color that obscures sin. That is what I am, marked
with sin. I hate it when Yohji looks at me with so much longing, I
wish I could help but I can't. I am marked he said, marked by him, I
am his. It was very stupid of me to leave the bar that night with
that man. I just did it out of spite; I thought I could get Yohji
back for making me get these feelings toward him. I wasn't going to
do anything with the guy, just pretend I was. But then that bastard
was there, when I thought he had died that night. I just remember
seeing him a second before everything went black. Then I woke up in
his bed and he smiled at me. He thought it was sweet the game Yohji
and I were playing. However, he said I was his now and if I did what
he asked he would never tell. Do I believe him? No. But I would
rather let him violate me than have Yohji accuse me with his eyes. I
wish I could tell someone, but the only person I could have told is
dead. I no longer have anyone. My hands shake all the time it makes
me wonder. Most of the day I am cold, even though it can be hot
outside. Yohji teases me that I look like I am dead with all the
black I wear. I wish I were dead. I used to want him so bad I
almost
slept with him that time. However, I remembered, my sister is gone
and I don't deserve happiness. So I take my punishment, Schuldich
wants to see me break, wants me to cry in his arms and feel pity
towards myself. I was broken the day my family was taken away from
me; my sister was my only link toward happiness. When she died I
allowed myself to die with her, my soul is gone, my body stubborn as
it is refuses to go, but in due time it will break. Everything will
soon end I just have to wait.]
" Hey Aya wait up," said Yohji catching up with Aya who was walking
toward the store. Aya waited for him without saying a word.
"What are you doing?" asked Yohji trying to make conversation, but
Aya just kept walking. This pissed off Yohji to no ends. How could Aya
be so cold, Aya felt the same pull he felt toward him but he denied
it. Just like he denied everything in his life.
" Aya please talk to me, what wrong?" asked Yohji almost pleading
with Aya.
This made Aya stop and look at him. He seemed to be trying to read
if what Yohji said was true. Then he shaked his head and kept on
walking.
"What were you going to say?" asked Yohji quietly. Aya stopped and
looked at him again but this time he spoke.
" Would you still care about a person if they betrayed you?" asked
Aya not looking at him.
"Depends," said Yohji honestly, " If they did it on purpose or not."
Aya looked up at him and seemed to smile but then he paled and said
in a hurry," I have to go, I'm late."
Yohji grabbed his arm and asked," Late for what Aya? You don't work
and pardon the insult but you don't visit your sister anymore."
Aya just glared at him and snapped," I don't have to explain myself
to you. I am late for a meeting." He wrenched his arm from Yohji's
grasp and walked away.
" You are late little kitten," said Schuldich opening the door of the
motel room. Schuldich loved fucking Aya in cheap motels just to add
more to the humiliation he went through.
" You should have told him, maybe he would have joined us," said
Schuldich as he leaned to kiss Aya's jaw and neck. Aya flinched at
the contact but said nothing more.
" Today is going to be different," said Schuldich, " You are going to
like it very much."
"I don't like anything of you," said Aya coldly.
Schuldich smiled at him and racked a hair in his hair. Aya looked
like
a disciplined child, he was skinnier than when he had first seen him.
Schuldich knew it was his doing and it stirred a kind of sensation
in
his loins. He stood a few seconds studying Aya and said," You know
every time you come you look younger, so beautiful." He started
leading Aya to the bed while he kissed him and started removing his
clothes. Aya didn't do a thing; he didn't feel a thing because
Schuldich had never made an attempt to make him feel. However, today
was different because Schuldich wanted Aya's body to respond to him,
he removed Aya's shirt and started kissing his chest and abdomen.
Trying to make Aya respond to his caresses. He put his tongue in
Aya's navel making Aya flinch to the touch.
"Ah, so you do feel," said Schuldich. That is when Aya started to
fight.
"Get off," said Aya trying to push Schuldich off, " Get off I don't
care if you tell them let me go." He said it calmly, but Schuldich
could see that behind the façade Aya was afraid of reacting to
him.
In Aya's mind that meant he liked him, such a confused individual.
"Don't worry Aya I won't hurt you," said Schuldich, "I promise you
will like it."
"I'd rather die," said Aya with that everlasting cold expression in
his face.
" I bet later you won't think the same," said Schuldich purring into
Aya's ear. But Aya kept on trying to get him off, bucking and moving.
"Stop that," said Schuldich annoyed, it also threatened Aya. Aya
stopped for a second but when Schuldich started unbuttoning his pants
and massaging him in a way that was not unpleasurable Aya started
fighting again. Aya managed to move enough to throw Schuldich off
him
and the latter landing on his ass. Aya was breathing heavily trying
not to show his reaction to Schuldich's caresses.
"You are sick," said Aya in was taut anger, " It is because of you
that my sister is dead."
Schuldich just stared and him before starting to laugh as if what Aya
had said was the funniest thing in the world.
" Come on Aya, she is dead, you are alive and in major need of a fuck
so what?" said Schuldich starting to take off his white coat., "
Besides you should be happy she died a virgin, someone could have
fucked her while you weren't there to see it."
Aya didn't know what came over him but he just saw red and launched
himself at Schuldich 's throat trying to kill him. "Die, die and
leave me be !" ranted Aya while he was trying to strangle the life
out
of Schuldich.
However, Schuldich at this time was much stronger than Aya, and
kicked
Aya in the stomach with all his might making Aya release him. Aya
seemed stunned and didn't move fast enough for the hand that
connected
with his face making his head snap back and hit the wall. He
collapsed to the floor, a trickle of blood dribbling from his busted
lower lip.
Schuldich knelt in from of him, bringing a hand up to wipe the blood
off Aya's face and bringing it to his mouth. Aya just watched him in
a kind of daze not able to say anything.
" We can do this the nice way or the bad way," said Schuldich smiling.
"Fuck you," said Aya narrowing his amethyst eyes.
" We will get to that," grinned Schuldich and got up and started to
kick Aya in his abdomen until he heard what resembled a sob escape
Aya's lips.
Schuldich stared at Aya rolled into a ball against the wall in an
attempt to escape his blows. He lifted Aya's head by the hair and
said," We are going to do this and you will like it. If you fight me
I will bust your face so bad that you won't be able to escape the
other kittens questions, especially Balinese."
Schuldich knew how far Aya would go to not be discovered. When Aya
said nothing he knew they had reached an agreement.
He lifted Aya and carried him to the bed depositing him on it with a
gentleness that contrasted the beating he had just given Aya. He
started to kiss Aya's jaw and neck biting at the area where the neck
met the shoulder. Traveling lower he started suckling at one of the
pink nipples all the while hearing how Aya's breathing was getting
louder.
"No wonder Balinese wants you so bad," said Schuldich in between
suckles.
" Stop..." breathed Aya trying with all his might not to react to the
attentions given to him.
" Mmm, sorry no can do," said Schuldich moving lower to where the
evidence of his attentions was seen.
" Now this is interesting," said Schuldich grinning before taking Aya
into his mouth.
Aya's hands grabbed at the bed sheet while a small sob escaped his
lips. This incited Schuldich to fasten his sucking once in a while
passing his tongue over the head.
"No..." Aya whimpered while thrusting his hips up to Schuldich.
" I don't think your body agrees with you," said Schuldich stopping
before Aya came. He removed his weight from the bed to undress.
When
he was finally undressed he removed Aya's pants all the way. He was
already painfully hard at seeing and hearing how the red head kept
fighting him. Grabbing the lubricant from his pocket he put some in
his shaft and around Aya's ring. Lifting Aya's hips he positioned
himself between Aya's legs and penetrated him without stretching him.
Aya emitted a small noise and bit his lips hard enough to draw blood.
Any other time Schuldich would have pumped into Aya until he was
satiated but now he wanted Aya to react, so he was looking for that
special spot in Aya that would drive him crazy. When Aya gasped and
lifted off the bed he knew he had found it. He kept pumping into Aya
targeting that spot again and again until Aya was groaning below him.
"You belong completely to me," said Schuldich between pumps. Aya was
the first to come with a sob, climaxing and tightening around
Schuldich. Schuldich's vision started to tunnel and in a few seconds
he orgasmed emptying himself in Aya.
Collapsing on top of Aya, he stayed in that position while his
breathing lowered. Pulling out of Aya, he saw that Aya had bled
making a mess of the sheets. His abdomen was full of semen, proof of
Aya's release. He got up and went to the bathroom to clean himself.
When he returned to the room he saw that Aya had curled to his side
bringing his knees to his chest. Schuldich approached Aya all the
while kissing behind his neck.
"That wasn't so bad, was it? " said Schuldich between kisses. Aya
didn't answer, didn't emit any sound.
"Would you consider joining Schwartz?" asked Schuldich out of the
blue. That got a reaction out of Aya.
" Are you crazy?" asked Aya angry, his eyes were moist with silent
tears.
"No, I want to be with you," said Schuldich caressing Aya's cheek.
He
knew that the best way to trap Aya was giving him the love his heart
craved. Aya craved but was too proud to acknowledge it., feared to
accept it.
Aya turned his face getting up to pick up his clothes. He looked
back
at Schuldich and turned to lock himself in the bathroom.
Schuldich just waited in the bed and when Aya came out he had an
argument ready.
"So, what do you say?" Schuldich asked.
"To what?" asked Aya coldly.
" To coming with me," said Schuldich
"Why the hell would I want to be with you?" asked Aya furious.
" I thought you liked what we just did," drawled Schuldich.
Aya didn't answer but Schuldich heard his thoughts.
" I am not asking you to betray Weiss, simply that maybe you are not
meant to be there," said Schuldich getting out a cigarette. He
offered Aya one, which he declined.
"Just that you where with Weiss to avenge your sister and the only
thing you got in return is a dead body, maybe the gods are punishing
you for killing. I don't even have to read your mind to know that
you
don't along with them. Balinese who you care for wasn't eve there
when your sister died." Said Schuldich while he puffed at the
cigarette. " The only thing I am saying is that maybe Schwartz is a
way to redeem your past mistakes or forget your life, get a new
existence. An existence free of the constraints of your sister."
Aya just stared at him but he could see the doubt in his eyes before
Aya managed to hide it. Getting up Schuldich walked to Aya and
kissed
him. When he looked back at Aya the latter was looking at him
curiously.
"Give me your earring," said Schuldich extending his hand.
" No," said Aya evenly.
" Aya she is gone, let her spirit rest in peace," said Schuldich
looking at Aya.
Aya stared at him and after a few seconds removed the earring and
gave
it to Schuldich without looking at him.
" Have an answer at the end of the week, if you decide to stay with
Weiss will return your earring and never see you again," and with
that
Schuldich turned to leave. When he was leaving the room he heard Aya
speak his name. He stopped to look at him.
"Why -why do you want me in Schwartz?" asked Aya quietly.
"Because I care about you," said Schuldich and left. He could read
the red head's thoughts and smiled knowing that keeping up the
pretension of caring about him was enough to make Aya start seeing
him
in a different light. Aya was craving love but he just didn't know
it, thus using love to trap him was the perfect weapon.
TBC