PAIRING: Yohji x Ran
RATING/WARNING: Shounen ai.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Weib Kreuz, they are the property of Takehito
Koyasu and Project Weib as far
as I know. They don't belong to me anyway. Please don't sue, I just wanted to
borrow them for a little while…
ADD. NOTES: Alternate Universe. I'm
trying to make Ran something between Ran and
Aya, cold, but not quite as jaded as in the series. He still hasn't become as
hard as he is there. Yohji is the same, a little bit of the playboy he will
become, but not quite yet.
A joke. A sick,
cruel, joke. That was what it had to be.
A rose in his
locker. Someone had put a fucking rose in his locker.
Ran scowled at
the offending flower as it leaned on his mathbook in all its innocent splendor,
the pure malice in his glare enough to make anyone wilter. Apparently, this was
an especially sturdy thing as it held on to its life with a persistance that
would make anyone green. But it wasn't green. It had been white and now it was
sprayed - yes, sprayed! - in silver. How utterly stupid, and annoying to have
that… that… thing! in his locker!
It must be a
mistake. No one would give him a rose on Valentine's Day because Ran Fujimiya
was the 'Ice Prince'. No one would dare.
He stared at it
for a moment longer before reaching out for it, his hand traveling slowly
towards its target. He didn't really want to touch it - someone could see and
start wondering, for one thing - but it would be the only way to get it out of
his locker. Besides, there might be a note saying who had left it there so that
he could return it to them.
He grabbed the
stem rather harshly before he noticed that the thorns were still there.
He snarled silently as he sucked on his fingers where they had been pierced.
Blood in his mouth, and blood on his hands as soon as he knew who had left it
there. And who the hell was stupid enough to leave the thorns?
picked it up with his other hand gingerly, mindful of the sharp little buggers
this time. A slip of paper was indeed attached to the stem and he fingered it
for a moment. They were really going for it, he could almost hear the whispers
around him if he opened it. But there would only be one way to find it out.
Sighing, he opened the small slip of paper and blinked once. Twice. A mistake.
It had to be a fucking mistake!
Hope you like it.
Don't throw it away, return it instead. I'll be waiting at the Ferris Wheel
tonight at 8. Be there.
What Ferris Wheel? And why should he be there? He scowled at the rose, wondering
what he should do. He wasn't stupid, he knew that it was some kind of prank that
someone was pulling on him, probably watching his every move right now. Great,
Fujimiya, now you're paranoid as well!
He threw the
rose carelessly back into the Black Hole that was supposed to be his locker
before he slammed it shut. Someone was going to pay for this. Someone was really
going to pay…
on his injured finger, he frowned as he tried the situation in his head. He had
absolutely no clue whatsoever who had left it there, but he knew that it had to
be done during lunch or P.E. Which left about the whole school as suspects then.
Even better. And what Ferris Wheel?
He stalked down
the corridor, his lanky form weaving easily through the throng of people,
avoiding all physical contact with years of practice. What Ferris Wheel?
For some reason, the question bugged the hell out of him. And why did they want
to meet him there, of all places?
Not that he would go. No way. It was a
sick joke, and he would treat it like that. Someone wanted him to go to the
date, only to be stood up and ridiculed by. Tough luck, that wasn't going to
happen. He wasn't meeting anyone anywhere.
Aniiiiki! Ran! Wait up!" The voice belonging to his younger sister,
Aya-chan, drifted up to him and he turned around. She was almost running down
the hall after him as she skidded to a halt and smiled up at him.
He greeted her solemny and she laughed.
can't we go to the amusement park tonight? Please?" He shook his head
first, but as her eyes took on that pleading look she knew he couldn't resist,
I have to work tomorrow. I can't stay out late."
on, Ran! You're never outside the house unless you have to work or go to school.
It will be fun, I promise you! You don't have to stay for long, you can be there
for just an hour or two, and then you can go home again." She tilted her
head to the side, studying him with sharp eyes for a moment. He felt himself
shrinking back under the scrutiny, only to stand up straighter. She was up to
something, he knew it. And he also knew that she would bug the hell out of him
until she got what she wanted. No use, might as well give in...
"Do I have
to?" His voice had a small pleading edge to it, one that only she would be
able to detect.
It will be fun, Ran! Fun! How long have it been since you've allowed yourself to
relax?" The gaze was suddenly sharp and piercing again, a gaze that saw
through the defenses he had up. She knew as well as him that he didn't have time
for games and laughter, he had to work and take care of the rent and other
siblings had been orphaned for about a year, living together in a cheap flat in
the suburb. It had two rooms and a kitchen, one for his sister and the living
room where he slept on the couch and they spent the most of the time. Their
parents had left them some money, but Ran prefered to work for a living to save
them for Aya’s college education. Their mother had one brother alive, but it
had never been an option for them to live there. He didn’t like them, the few
times they had been visiting him neither of the siblings had gotten along with
him. He had no children of his own, and hadn’t offered to get them a home
either – not that they would have accepted. Ran didn’t want to have anything
to do with him and felt that the best way to protect Aya was to live alone. What
the authorities said was another matter entirely, but they had been lucky. They
couldn't do anything to Ran as he was nearly nineteen and was working, and he
had proved to them that he could take care of both himself and his sister as
well. He had two jobs, something he loathed, but it made them able to pay the
rent each month.
virtually beaming up at him now, the smile on her face so wide that it was a
miracle that it didn't split in two and he sighed.
right, I'll go. But we're not staying for long - I would very much like to be
able to think straight tomorrow." She didn't care about the last part as
she hugged him.
don't forget it now, okay?" Aya smiled, and he nodded. He wouldn't, he had
I have to get to class now, but I'll see you later."
down the corridor, probably to tell one of her girlfriends that they were going
to the park tonight. She had tried to set him up with several of them, but he
had resisted it so far. He didn't want a girlfriend and she knew it. She didn't
know why though, and he was determined to see it stay that way. She didn't have
to know, she had enough problems as it was.
angrily and glared at some girls staring at him till they turned around,
furiously whispering among themselves, but Ran was already far away. He had a
class to get to, and he would.
The rest of the
day passed in a blur and every time Ran opened his locker, he found the
offending flower there, staring at him. He ignored it the best he could,
determined to let it wilter over the weekend without light or nourishment. It
would serve it right, for being there in the first place.
hadn't expected his sister to find it and take pity on it. She had squealed in
delight over it as soon as she had laid eyes on it, and he had blushed as she
had read the note. She had also got that little light in her eyes that told him
she was up to something, something he probably would find rather painful. This
time, it was the determination to get him to the Ferris Wheel at eight, despite
his protests. She had already decided that he was going on a date and that he
was going to enjoy himself, and would have planned his every move by the time
they were home again. And she knew that he couldn't refuse her.
Thus, Ran was
scowling and making his way to the appointed place a few minutes before eight,
clad in black with the rose in a steady - although careful - grip. Aya had
followed him there, leaving him on his own to take the last steps.
He knew that he
looked good, as Aya had been the one to pick his clothes out. He was clad
completely in black; black loose pants, black boots and a black turtleneck, one
of his favourites. She had also helped him comb the wild bangs that were
supposed to be his hair into place, the eartails for once quite docile despite
the calm wind. He was tall, gangly, and he knew that some girls found his
androgynous looks beautiful. He didn't.
surveyed the large wheel where his supposed 'date' would be waiting, and he
slunk into the shadows by a nearby shed to stand there and watch. If she didn't
turn up, he would be the one to laugh. They probably thought him starving for
attention and love, but he knew better. He wasn't, he could take care of himself
and he needed no one beside his sister.
He spotted some girls from school, but none of
them seemed to be waiting for him. He glanced at his watch for a moment again.
8.04. She was late. He could leave now.
he collided with someone. The sharp thorns of the rose stung into his hand again
as he unwillingly pressed it against the other before withdrawing, cursing.
where you're going!" He snarled at the other one, not bothering with
raising his head to look who it was.
I'm not late?" Ran froze as he heard the voice. No way. It couldn't be. It
He raised his
gaze to meet the one of Kudoh Yohji, his crush. Mouth hanging open for a moment,
he tried the situation in his head, only to come up with No. Fucking. Way.
sent the rose?" His voice croaked, and he blushed ten shades of red as he
watched the older boy smile at him, white teeth flashing in the dusk. A
dream, it's a fucking dream!
You like it?" Another smile, as he reached out to touch the petals for a
moment, watching Ran's reaction. He blushed even harder, cursing the pale skin
that would give away every emotion so easily. Yohji's smile did nothing to help,
and he forced his brain to start working again. Drawing up the usual stoic mask
again, he met the green eyes straight on.
your point, Kudoh? Did you have fun as you watched me here? I know that you were
going to stand me up, so what are you doing here, talking to me? And where are
your lackeys?" The scorn in his voice was clear, but Yohji didn't react as
he had expected him to. He looked sad for a moment, and Ran flinched inside
before freezing the emotion.
He didn't know where to begin, and Ran didn't give him any slack as he plunged
know! Let's tease the Ice Prince! I bet you ten bucks that he can get the flower
to freeze and wilt by just looking at it!" The pure malice made Yohji sigh
and rake his hand through his blonde hair.
I…" Ran snorted and turned around. The rose dropped to the ground as he
stalked away. Yohji stood there for another moment before he picked it up and
hurried after him.
Wait! Ran!" The redhead didn't turn around, but continued walking away,
intent on finding his sister and tell her that he was going home. The annoying
buzz that was Yohji's voice did nothing to sway him from his goal as he heard
the other one following him. He could take it, it wasn't like Yohji meant that
much to him. It was just a crush, something millions of people experienced and
survived every day.
caught up with him in front of the Ferris Wheel, the rose in hand. He grabbed
Ran's shoulder and turned him around before he had a chance to react. The green
depths of the older boy's eyes were now unreadable, and he stared down at his
'date' as he offered the rose again.
Just take it, okay? I want you to have it, even if you don't want to spend the
evening with me…" Suddenly shy, he lowered his gaze to the ground while
Ran stood there, speechless. This couldn't be happening. It was a dream, and he
would wake up any moment now and realize it.
He didn't know what to say, didn't know how to react as Yohji offered the rose
again. He accepted it slowly, mindful of the thorns. Yohji smiled at him and Ran
watched his reaction again, the blush somehow still in check.
He wet his lips nervously before he continued, "You want to take a ride on
the Ferris Wheel?" The question made Ran blink, still staring at the rose.
It glowed in the dusk as the rays of the setting sun reflected off the silver
spray. He raised his eyes to Yohji's slowly, taking in the appearance of the
other as he did. The older boy was dressed as if he was going on a date; the
green shirt the same colour as his eyes and the black pants fitting snuggly to
his lanky frame. He was wearing a black trenchcoat as well, billowing out behind
him as he moved. The ever-present sunglasses were perched atop of his head
instead of on the bridge of his nose as Ran was used to. The blonde hair had
been combed somewhat backwards into a low ponytail, held back out of his face
with a green ribbon. He was taller than Ran, and he had to crane his neck to be
able to stare him straight in the eyes, searching for the lie that he knew was
there. It wasn't. Yohji's eyes were completely devoid of the smug satisfaction
he would have found elsewhere, and it alone made him even more nervous, his
heart beating in his chest and quickening his pulse to a maddening speed.
A faint blush
stained the older boy's cheek under Ran's scrutiny and that was what convinced
him. No one could pretend a blush.
would like to…" He was as shy as Yohji all of a sudden, lowering his gaze
to the ground again and therefore missed the relieved grin that passed over the
other one's face for a moment.
You don't want some spun sugar first? Or some apples with jam?" Realizing
that he was babbling, Yohji blushed slightly again. Ran could just stare at him,
unable to look away from the fact that Yohji Kudoh, his crush, was blushing. And
because of him!
fine, thank you. We should get in line." He waited till Yohji had taken a
step forward before following him silently, studying the other out of the corner
of his eye, trying to still the mad beat of his heart again.
silent as they got into the line, the people around them enough to keep the
noise up. Ran looked down at the rose again, trying to hold it carefully. He
didn't want it to prick his fingers again, but all thoughts of throwing it away
had vanished. No matter how the evening went from here, he would save that rose
When it was
their turn, Yohji paid for the both of them, despite Ran's protests. He just
looked at him till he began to feel ungrateful, which shut him up and made him
stare angrily instead. He didn't like to be in debt to someone, and therefore
vowed that he would pay for the next thing they would try.
They climbed up, Yohji seating himself first. Ran waited
calmly till they had began moving before he turned to meet the green eyes.
you leave the thorns?" The question was the last one Yohji had ever
expected, and he laughed.
You sure you want to hear this?" When Ran nodded once, he smiled.
"Because it would be a reminder of you. Thorns." He wasn't going to
say anything else, but those words had Ran almost gaping before he managed to
hide it. Thorns. Him. Made sense.
He really didn't know what to say, but Yohji didn't seem to mind.
been busy with school?" The question was an strange one, until he figured
out that Yohji was only trying to start a conversation.
History is tough, and I have an English essay to finish next week. You?"
Yohji laughed, a short bark, before turning to face Ran, his green eyes
but I've given up on school. Leads nowhere. I want to be something, see the
world, not live my life learning things I've got no use of anyway." Ran
nodded at that, not quite sure what to say. He had more questions, but he wasn't
sure how to voice them.
felt Yohji's arm on the supporting rail behind them, encompassing him easily.
His eyes narrowed, but he didn't say anything. Yohji didn't mean anything with
it, he was sure. He couldn't stop himself from leaning just a little against him
though, and was rewarded with a smile. Okay, so he did mean something
with it. What?
right?" He blinked at the innocent question, but nodded.
got two part-time jobs. Have to work tomorrow too." He grimaced slightly at
the thought of the fast food restaurant where he had to be every weekend to flip
greasy meat to ungrateful teenagers. The other one, over at the library, was one
of his choice, but he only helped out there two times a week when he got off
school earlier. He was considering taking yet another job, to fill up his free
nights, but he hadn't found anything he wanted yet.
Does your parents approve of that?" He flinched when Yohji mentioned his
parents, and glared over at the other one.
dead." An uncomfortable silence fell over the small booth as Yohji digested
sorry. Was it a long time ago?" Another glare made him close his mouth as
Ran showed him very clearly that he wouldn't tolerate another question like
enough." He turned his head to stare down at the ground now so far below,
trying not to let Yohji see the effect he had on him by his mere presence.
Sitting so near him made him very selfconscious, suddenly very grateful that Aya
had helped him pick out the clothes and make his hair presentable as well. Stop
it, you're acting like a girl!
beautiful, isn't it?" Yohji's voice drifted over to him again, and he
turned his head to look at him.
is." The gaze made it quite clear what he meant, and Yohji smiled and
nodded. Ran found himself fighting the blush again, only to surrender to it as
Yohji's hand brushed his shoulder momentarily. This is too good to be true!
I'm probably going to wake up soon, and this will be just a dream…
stopped as new people were climbing on board for a ride, and they stayed silent
as they looked at the rest of the park from above, Ran unconsciously searching
for his sister.
Yohji was humming along the tune drifting up,
not missing a key. Ran was impressed, he didn't think that the older boy knew
how to sing, but he did, apparently.
When he noticed
him listening, he stopped, grinning sheepishly. Ran almost smiled, the corners
of his mouth quirking upwards before he could stop himself.
continue." The smile broke out for real as Yohji snorted at the request.
I know you're listening."
not?" Ran persisted. He wanted to hear Yohji sing again, and he wanted to
tease him for it as well. What triggered that feeling, he had no clue, but it
felt the right thing to do. How teasing him for singing can be the right
thing… You're loosing it, Fujimiya.
I'm not drunk enough?" Yohji flashed him another of those grins that Ran
absolutely adored, and he felt himself blushing again.
enough? Then I don't want to know what you do when you are, Kudoh!" Yohji
laughed, the sound echoing in the still air around them as Ran snorted.
you don't. Just don't call me 'Kudoh'. 'Name's Yohji."
know." The corners of his mouth quirked up again as he watched Yohji smile
heavily on them again and Ran pretended to study the ground as they descended
from the sky again. The ride was over, and he could either go home now or see if
Yohji wanted to continue the night. He wasn't sure which he wanted himself, but
he was so nervous it was a miracle that he didn't throw up. He. Was. On. A.
Date. With. Yohji. Kudoh. Yohji!
They hopped out
of the booth, Yohji waiting for him as Ran shoved one hand into his pockets, the
other one still holding onto the rose.
What do you want to do now? Hungry? Thirsty?" Yohji turned to him, head
tilted to the side and a small smile on his lips.
know. Something to drink would be nice, though." Before he had had the
chance to do something, Yohji had grabbed his hand and dragged him along. Ran's
heart was trying to beat itself out of his chest and wrap itself around Yohji,
the rest of him following behind. He didn't do anything to try and retake his
hand as he was dragged through the crowds. Yohji didn't slow down, neither did
he turn around, until they were standing in line to one of the hot-dog stands.
Ran didn't really like hot-dogs, but if Yohji wanted one… If Yohji wanted the
moon, he would give it to him or die trying. Sad but true…
When it was
their turn, Yohji turned to him to ask him what he wanted, not releasing Ran's
hand. The smile in his eyes made them glitter as he watched how Ran tried to
compose himself again. He didn't let go of his hand as he tried to reclaim it,
instead, he brought it forward with him as he dragged him up to the door in the
booth were a grumpy middle-aged man worked. He regarded them silently, the way
Ran held onto the rose and how Yohji held onto him and smiled down at him. Right
then, the heavens could have opened themselves and hell could have risen up to
earth without him batting an eyelash at it. Yohji. Was. Holding. His. Hand. Okay,
way past time to get a grip on yourself, Ran!
you want? Soda?" Yohji smiled at him again, and Ran found himself returning
it hesitantly, feeling all giddy inside.
be fine. My treat this time." Before Yohji had a chance to say anything,
Ran had stepped forward, staring the man straight in the eye with one of his
more menacing glares.
soda too." Yohji stepped up beside him, and he glanced at him before
turning his attention back at the man again. He watched them as if he just
waited for them to sprout another head or something, and Ran glared harder. He
didn't want this man's prejudices flung in his face, not tonight. Yohji glared
at him too, and under the stares of the two, he sullenly finished the sodas.
be 435 yen, thank you." The way he said it made Ran want to roll his eyes.
He could at least sound like he meant it, he thought as he paid him and offered
one of the sodas to Yohji who took it gratefully. He was becoming really hot,
for some reason, and he needed to cool down. A smiling Ran made him feel like he
was on his first date again, nervous as hell and twice as scared.
away from the stand in silence, each sipping their soda.
wanna do now?" Yohji turned to him as they continued up a hill, away from
the worst throng.
know. I can't stay all night though, I have work tomorrow." He tried not to
feel disappointed as he remembered the burgers and the grease he would have to
wade through tomorrow along with his fellow employees that were even grumpier
and more disgruntled than himself. He sighed, and Yohji stopped.
He sounded a bit disappointed as well, but Ran firmly told himself that he was
imagening things again. Yohji wouldn't give a damn if he had to work tomorrow or
work all day?" He was moving again, and Ran tagged along, sipping his soda
get off my shift at six. It starts at eight, so I work full hours. Hard work,
but we need the money." Yohji just nodded, walking slowly again as he
watched the people around them.
you've been there for long?" Again those questions that showed how
desperate he was to keep the conversation going. Ran didn't know what to say
himself, and was therefore not going to contribute anything to it.
year. I'm working at the library too, every Tuesday and Thursday when I get off
earlier from school."
library? What do you get to do there?" He actually sounded genuinely
interested, to Ran's astonishment. Most people just laughed when he said that he
worked there, but Yohji just smiled at him and continued walking.
around books, help people finding the ones they want and so on. I like it there,
it's quiet and peaceful." The last words weren't really supposed to be
said, and he kicked himself. Great, now he sounded like some nerd that didn't do
anything else than read. Fat chance Yohji would want to date him again… Like
he would have done it even without your little interference, Fujimiya…
they continued up the little trail. There were no other people around, not that
Ran really cared. He was quite content with just the company of Yohji, and would
happily had the larger part of the population disappear if it meant that he
could be alone with him.
They stopped at a fence that was stretching out in the dark, making sure
that no one would fall off the trail even in the middle of the night. It was
almost up to Ran's waist, and he leaned against it with the soda in one hand and
the rose in the other. The view was over the park, the Ferris Wheel still going.
They had been walking quite a bit, he noticed absently, but they weren't as far
away as he would have guessed.
standing silently beside him, his soda almost finished. He glanced at Ran a
little now and then, and finally turned to him.
You… I… Would…" It was quite amusing to watch Yohji stutter and blush
as he so obviously tried to say something, and Ran smiled at him again.
silent again, glaring at him as he continued smiling at his obvious discomfort.
the hell!" It was all he heard before Yohji had grabbed his soda and made
it balance on its own on the edge of the rail as he suddenly had his arms on
either side of Ran, pinning him back quite efficiently. Ran couldn't do anything
else but stare at Yohji, his heart doing somersaults in his chest again. When
Yohji leaned down and kissed him, he felt his knees melt and it was just the
deathgrip he had on the railing behind him that kept him up. He closed his eyes,
kissing him back hesitantly. He had had very few experiences with making out,
beyond the chaste sessions he had tried with a girlfriend years ago, they were
But now, Yohji
was kissing him, his tongue running along Ran’s lips for a moment before Ran
responded, opening them and tasting him. He felt the older boy’s hands glide
down to settle on his hips, leaning him slightly backwards. He was content with
having Yohji taking the lead for now, leaning into the embrace as his own hands
found themselves under Yohji’s trenchcoat, on their way under his shirt,
opening a button or two before slipping his hands in and touch the soft skin on
his stomach. Yohji broke away with a hiss.
Your fingers are freezing!"
Ran laughed at
that, removing them again. How good it felt to laugh at something again, to
relax like this… And of course, it had nothing to do with the fact that Yohji
was the one who made him feel like this. The older boy’s grin was back on his
face again as he leaned forward. Ran tiptoed to meet his lips, still a little
awkward with how to go about it, but more than willing to try again.
This time, he
was a little more careful where his fingers went, but he couldn’t stop himself
from fingering the lean body in front of him, pressing him back so effectively
to the rail behind him. His world narrowed down to the feeling of Yohji, to the
taste of the soda and cigarettes as well as the warmth radiating from him. The
way he was kissing him now was so different from before, the warmth and
tenderness drawing up a response that he had never imagined before… I want
more, I want everything…
When they broke
away for air, Ran leaned his head against Yohji’s chest, trying to still his
heart back into something that even resembled a normal pace as his harsh
breathing was pounding in his ears. God, that was incredible…
there?" The teasing voice made him blush and he raised his face to
Yohji’s again. The green eyes were glittering with laughter and he felt
himself smile hesitantly. And go all dizzy and giddy inside as a hand stroke
back his hair from his face.
was all he said as he continued to blush and stare at the older boy.
"I knew I
was going to make you speechless, but with just one kiss? I’ve got to be
better than I thought…" That made Ran break out in laughter again,
clutching the green shirt and lean his forehead to it as he tried to still
himself. Yohji’s arms were around him now, holding him close and sighing into
the red hair.
quite sure of himself, I see," was Ran’s answer. He buried his face
against Yohji’s shoulder again, reveling in the warmth and safety, determined
to make it last as long as he could.
answered his statement, and Ran smiled again. They stood there in silence for a
while, the smaller redhead pressed up against the blond, almost purring as a
hand played with his hair before slipping down to the back of his neck and rub
the taut muscles there. The long fingers seemed to know exactly where to go and
how to knead them and it was all he could do to not fall asleep then and there.
"Ran?" A voice broke into the warm haze again and he
raised his head from Yohji’s chest.
"I hate to
say this, but it’s quite late, and if you start working early
tomorrow…" The green eyes were solemn, not a hint of the teasing laughter
from earlier was there and Ran felt his heart sink again. Just so bloody
better go and find my sister and tell her I’m going home then." He broke
away from Yohji, looking for the rose and his long-abandoned soda that was still
standing on the rail beside him. The rose was lying on the ground again and he
picked it up carefully.
walk you." Yohji grabbed his hand again before he could protest, holding it
in a firm enough grip that he couldn’t get it back.
to get to the subway, and it will take a while… Are you sure you want to? You
don’t have to, you know…" Not meeting the green gaze again, Ran walked
silently beside the older boy – grateful that his bangs hid his face enough
for him to not make out the blush creeping back up on his face.
want to, Ran, so there’s no use in trying to make me stay here…" Once
more, the teasing note in his voice was back, and Ran felt the same
silly-beyond-belief-smile settle on his face again. He stole a glance at the
blond and was rewarded with one of those dazzling smiles that made him want to
just throw himself at the other one, regardless of what everyone might think.
They walked in
silence for a while, Ran intent on finding his sister and let her know that he
was going home. Yohji didn’t seem to care about the stares they recieved, and
after a while, neither did Ran. Let them stare if they want to…
As they passed
another group of people – consisting mostly of boys – Yohji wrapped his arm
around Ran in a way he could only describe as possessive. Glancing at the older
blond, he tried to figure out what had brought it along, but was stopped by the
approach of one of the boys.
that you’ve found him…" He was perhaps a year or so older than Yohji
– Ran could vaguely remember him from school – and he was glaring at them
with enough malice to make Ran want to back away. He didn’t like him, it was
just something about that one that had his hackles rising.
you, you mean, Masato?" The brownhaired boy snorted, glancing over to Ran.
He stared back, not about to show himself afraid anymore.
would want anything to do with someone like him? No, he’s all yours,
Trying not to show how much those words hurt inside, Ran stepped forward.
Yohji looked like he was about to punch Masato, and he didn’t want to end the
night in a fight.
have something to say, or were you just out to annoy us?" He summoned up
all the scorn he could in his voice, directing himself at the older boy. He was
as tall as Yohji, and Ran had to crane his neck to stare him straight in the
eye. He was used to dress people down like this and used the superior height of
his opponent to make them feel clumsy and insecure. Again, Masato snorted, his
gaze traveling between Yohji and Ran. They had now interested the rest of the
gang who was making their way over to them. Ran knew that if it would be a
fight, they were heavily outnumbered.
let’s leave. I’ve got better things to do than fight a bunch of
morons." Masato took a step forward at the words, but before he could grab
Ran, Yohji growled something and shoved him behind himself again.
you, Masato, I happen to know both one and two things about this world. One of
them is not to mess with other people unlike you want to get bashed."
Masato seemed to take the words into consideration as he looked at the younger
boys, glaring from one to the other. Ran stepped forward and Yohji slung his arm
around his shoulders again, not taking his eyes of the brownhaired boy. Finally,
the thug backed down, muttering something about queers and their respective
parentage. Yohji just grinned at him as he made his way back to the others. Ran
snorted, not about to question what had brought that on.
Aniiiiki!" The sudden voice made him freeze as he recognized it as his
sister’s. No! She can’t see me like this!
About to make a
wild dash away from Yohji, he found that the older blond just gripped his hand
and held him still, not caring the least about them being seen together.
She can’t see me like this, not now!" He hissed the words out, trying to
make the grip on his hand lessen enough for him to flee, but Yohji just smiled
Calm down, Ran, she’ll probably be hearing about it in school anyway…"
He pulled the redhead into his arms again, never minding the struggle he put up.
are Ran!" Aya-chan just jumped up at him, not caring the slightest that he
was more or less molded together with Yohji again. Ran felt himself blush,
refusing to turn around.
be shy, Ran…" Yohji’s voice was teasing again, and the blush just grew
even worse as he heard his sister laugh.
"I take it
you found your date, niisan?" Ran really didn’t want to meet Aya-chan’s
gaze right then, but Yohji just grabbed him by the shoulders and turned him
around again. She was smiling at him, not seemed the slightest fazed with the
fact that her brother was standing in the arms of another boy. In fact, she
looked decidedly pleased with herself. A little thought formed in Ran’s head
and he turned around to look at Yohji who was smiling innocently at him. No
way! It can’t be!
looking for you, have to get the young man home safe and sound you know…"
Yohji winked at her and that was what made Ran do the connection.
have the two of you known each other?" His voice was quiet, and Aya-chan
recognized it in an instant. Another innocent smile from her made Ran even more
suspicious. Yohji seemed to get the point right away as well, and he chuckled
behind Ran’s back as he tightened the arms around the smaller redhead.
enough…" The voice was drawled out in his ear and the way Aya-chan was
now smiling didn’t do anything to help his temper. They had planned this, had
set him up for a ‘date’…
"Let go. I
hope that you had fun, Kudoh." He slammed his elbow in the blond’s ribs,
knocking the wind out of him as he glared at his sister.
Wait!" She tried to grab him, but the icy look she recieved made her stop.
Yohji was still trying to get the air back in his lungs, coughing and trying to
stand up straight. Looks like I hit the right spot…
going home." He ignored the other two and stormed off, fury the only thing
evident in his posture as he weaved through the thickening crowds. Most people
had just arrived and was going to have a night full of fun with not a care in
the world while he was listening to the sickening sound of his heart breaking. Again...
He could hear
his sister calling out after him, but he didn’t stop. He didn’t want her
pity now, the way she had set him up with Kudoh had been cruel – too cruel for
anything she would ever have managed to do on her own. Not that it helped the
pain inside to disappear, it came back tenfold every time he tried to shove it
away, determined not to let anyone see beyond the façade of anger he was
Why? What had
made her do it? Did she know how much Ran had pined for Yohji? Or was it just a
chance she had taken? And why? Was he so abnormal to her?
His steps became more and more unsure as he continued
towards the subway station. He wanted to go home, but at the same time, he
wanted to know if she would make it back on her own in one piece. I never
should have left here there with Kudoh… Who knows what he will do?
On the verge to
turn around again, he scowled. She could take care of herself tonight. If she
had managed to set him up like this, she and Kudoh could go and have a good time
and forget all about him.
were full of people coming and going from the amusement park and no one noticed
him as he slipped away, intent on hiding among the people. With his luck, he
would probably meet up with Masato and his gang again and without Yohji he would
probably get himself into a fight with them. One he would loose quickly.
station came into view, and he settled down to wait for his train. There
weren’t many people out here now, almost everyone would be at the park. The
deserted place suited him just fine, the thoughts that were finding themselves
in his head wasn’t something he wanted to share.
As the train
finally rolled into the station, he seated himself at the back. He was almost
alone now, enough for him to drop the defensive posture a bit. Leaning back
against the window, he tried to sort through his thoughts again, only to come up
with the same solution. Aya-chan had somehow known that he liked Yohji and had
decided to pull a prank on him. Whatever she had bribed Yohji with was not
something he wanted to find out, but it would probably have cost her a lot. He
was somewhat calmer now, the anger had died down enough for him not to want to
kill anyone at least, but it was still gnawing at him deep inside along with the
He was deep in
thought as the train pulled up at his station. As he got out from it, he shoved
his hands deep into his pockets, stalking the few blocks to their apartment. It
would be nice to get home, he would make himself a cup of tea and curl up on the
couch and wait for his sister to get back home so that he could ask her why she
had done it. He just wanted a simple answer to that simple question.
As he unlocked
the door, the darkness of the flat greeted him. He hung his coat up as he
proceeded to get rid of his boots before going out to the kitchen and making
some tea. The small stove took its time to heat up the water, and he settled
down to wait at the table. The kitchen was not much more than a stove and a
fridge along with a pantry, but it was enough for them to get past.
A key in the
lock told him that his sister was home. He didn’t call out a greeting to her
as he continued sitting quietly in the kitchen, waiting for the water to heat up
enough for him to drink it.
Her voice was concerned, and he stiffled a sigh.
She came into
the kitchen quietly, watching him as he moved over to the stove, more to have
something to do than anything else. He didn’t want to look at her now.
His voice was cold, and he heard her sigh.
what?" Answering a question with a question…
you do it?"
you, you know, and when he learned that you were my brother, he asked me
out." The statement made Ran whirl around, staring at his sister with a
wild look in his eyes.
asked you out? When?"
month ago. I didn’t know what he wanted, but as all he could do was to talk
about you… Let’s just say that I figured things out on my own." A small
smile passed over her face at Ran’s gaping. "You look like a fish. Close
your mouth." He did as he was told, blushing ever so slightly as the
realization of what he had done came crashing down on his head.
no, no, NO!" He was wrapped in her arms in an instant, hushing sounds
coming from her as she held him close. I’m such an idiot! Why do I always
have to screw things up? Why can’t I ever make anything right?
he was going to call tomorrow." The words slowly made their way into
Ran’s mind and he broke away from the comforting arms.
sure?" Suddenly feeling a hell of a lot better and all giddy inside again,
Ran sat down at the table. Aya-chan just smiled at him, reaching out for a cup
of her own.
he’s really fallen for you… You should have seen him when you left… Poor
boy…" Ran blushed again, more because he was ashamed of what he had done
than the fact that Yohji had a crush on him.
me home too. Said that he had to know where we lived so that he could come and
stare at your window…" Ran felt the accursed blush spread again, the way
his sister laughed did nothing to help. "Go to sleep, you’ve got work
tomorrow." She rose again, placing a hasty kiss on his cheek before going
into her own room. She had the day off tomorrow and would probably spend it with
her friends as usual. Ran sighed. He really didn’t look forward to go to work.
It was crowded and stressful and there was no telling who might pop up there.
Like Yohji. The last thing he wanted was to let the blond see him there in that
horrible uniform with enough grease in his hair to make it stand on end for the
rest of the week.
that the stove was off, he made his way into the living room, dropping off his
clothes and folding them neatly before crawling under the blanket on the couch. He’s
going to call tomorrow…
of Part I.
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