White Surprise (Chapter 3)
Disclaimer: Let's just get it out now. They aren't mine. None of
them are mine.
Pairing: Ran x Ken with Schu getting involved between them.
I apologize for the delay on this chapter. I was going to have
this up before I left for India but fate was not nice to me (what else is new?)
My Internet went out and this chapter was left unfinished. Anyway, it's short
but I think you'll enjoy it. I hope you enjoy it actually.
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"He's asleep!" Aya-chan let out a sigh as she bounded
down the stairs to the shop. “He finally fell asleep.”
Yohji and Omi, who were both down there, also let out sighs. They
were waiting to hear about Aya's current state because their leader wasn’t
acting like himself. As soon he came back, all he did was pace around. The
other three (Momoe didn't seem to have a clue that something had happened and
that she was short one florist) tried to get through to him but to no avail.
For a long time, they could hear the floorboards upstairs creaking. Twice,
Aya-chan went upstairs to talk with her brother but he didn’t want anyone’s
company. The only one he wanted to be with was Ken. He didn’t say it out loud.
It was quite obvious by the look in his eyes.
When the creaking finally stopped, Aya-chan went back upstairs
again and found her brother asleep and hidden under his covers. His arms were
wrapped around Ken’s pillow and he had buried his face in it. Aya-chan wanted
to cry when she saw him. She wished she could bring Ken back to him for that
night but it wasn’t possible.
Poor Ran-nii. She thought as the tears welled up in her
eyes. Blinking them back, she turned to the other two who were sitting at a
table.
“You don’t mind if I go with you guys tomorrow, do you?” She
asked. “I mean, that is my brother’s boyfriend and I care about him too.”
“We all care about Ken-kun.” Omi pointed out. “I’m worried about
him as well. But he’ll be fine, right?”
“Of course, chibi.” Yohji murmured. But secretly, he was also
worrying about Ken. Aya-chan pulled a chair and joined them, still thinking
about her brother and his boyfriend.
“It hurts, seeing him like that.” She muttered, putting her head
down on the table. “I’m amazed he actually managed to fall asleep.”
“I’m glad that he did. I was getting tired of his pacing.” Yohji
said.
“Yohji-kun!” Omi snapped. “How could you say something like that?”
“What?! Weren’t you annoyed by it?”
“Yes but_” Omi calmed down and took a deep breath. “I’m sorry,
Yohji-kun. I’m just worried.”
“We all are.” Aya-chan whispered, drumming her fingers on the
table much to Yohji’s disgust. But he didn’t say a word against it. “I wish
morning would hurry up. I want to see him so badly.”
“So does Aya. You saw the look on his face. It wasn’t the usual
frozen glare that he always gives me.” Yohji said. “He must really love Kenken
to be that worried.”
“So what do we do now? Wait?” Omi asked.
Aya-chan swallowed the sob that had made its way up to her throat.
She didn’t want to cry in front of them but thinking about them hurt. It was
probably worse for her brother because Ken was his boyfriend, his best friend,
and his life. Ken could bring out sides of Aya that no one knew existed,
something Aya-chan had difficulty doing at times. Ken could turn Aya’s frowns
and death glares into smiles and laughter. Ken knew just what to do to make
Aya’s life better. Ken could make Aya participate in an actual conversation.
And with each day, the love between them grew deeper. Even if they were two
men, they belonged to each other. Somehow, they went well together.
But Ken wasn’t with Aya now, was he? No, they had to be apart for
a while.
And hopefully it won’t be for long. Aya-chan
thought and stopped drumming on the table. Hopefully, they will be reunited
soon. Until then_
“So we wait?” Omi spoke up again, interrupting her thoughts. Next
to him, Yohji lit up a cigarette.
Aya-chan nodded. “That’s all we can do. And hope that he’ll still
be okay tomorrow.”
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Meanwhile, Ken had also fallen asleep and, unlike his boyfriend,
he wasn’t the least bit worried. In fact, he was in the middle of his favorite
dream.
“Oh, Aya! A little more, baby!” He murmured. If anyone had been
passing by, they probably would have wondered if he was well mentally. “Right
there, koi. Yeah, right there. Oh, that feels good! Nibble on me harder!”
Yes, he was enjoying himself. And perhaps it was a good thing he
was asleep. If he had been awake, he would have noticed the unwanted visitor
standing by his windowsill. Even though visiting hours were long over, this
visitor managed to get in without anyone noticing. Now he was looking around
the room. It didn’t look like anyone was entering anytime soon. In the
darkness, he smiled. No one was going to bother him now. He was free to do
whatever he wanted.
Excellent. The visitor thought, looking down at Ken’s sleeping body. Time
to wake up the poor victim.
"Ken?" The visitor whispered in hopes of waking the
patient up. Ken didn't budge. The visitor tried again. Ken squirmed and pouted
in his sleep.
"Stop moving so much, Aya." He murmured. "Stay
still, okay? I can't even kiss you properly. Now nibble on me!"
I really don't want to know what he's dreaming about. The visitor
thought. He wasn't disgusted or surprised though. Somehow, he expected this.
He approached the bed,
leaned over, and whispered in Ken's ear. "Hey, Ken? Wake up."
"No." Ken murmured. “You’re not being a good boy. I won’t
do anything you say until you start behaving.”
"Please?"
"No, Aya, I'm not letting you go until_"
"Ken, wake up!" The visitor lost his patience and he
really didn't want to know what Ken was going to say. However, his voice was
loud enough for Ken to open an eye. At first, he couldn't see who it was. Then
he opened his other eye and everything got clearer. He couldn't see the face
but the orange hair was a big clue. As the horror settled on Ken’s face, the
visitor's mouth stretched into a Cheshire catlike smile.
"Hello,
kitten." He spoke, his voice soft and nasally. "You have no idea how
happy I am to see you. Now we can have fun."
TBC…
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