Konnichiwa, minna-san! It's me again:D Here to continue my fluff of fluffiness fic XD teehee… I hope you didn't get a toothache after reading the 3rd chappie XD I know I did… And thanks to all my reviewers! (Passes around more cookies, plushies, candies, toys… heehee!)
Westkitsune: Whee! Heehee… The little voice in kenken's head is definitely a sarcastic "conscience"! (giggles) Ayan's definitely meant for Kenken XD waves AyaKen banner
RyuichiFreak: O.O oh…no… puppy eyes… can't stand… GYAAAAH! XD well, I'm officially a sucker for puppy- eyed looks, so here you go! The next chapter :D
Zelda-1313: I love fluff too! Fluff is definitely good… heehee…
Bao-chan: the perky little voice will definitely bother Kenken… ALL the time… XD and yea, I'd have been one of the fangirls too! Heehee!
Dark: yay! Heehee! I'm glad you liked it XD
HeavenGoddess: lol! That's a lot of "lol"s XD nyakekeke… Heehee! I'm glad I made you laugh so much :p it's good for the soul, y'know! hope this chappie makes you laugh even more! XD
Millenia Amherst: Thanks! Sorry about the OOC-ness XD I'll try my best to give Aya that "cold icicle" image XD lol! Aya and fluff just don't match, do they? Heehee!
Rie: (waves Kenken flag) yea! Go, kenken! XD we'll cling to him till the end! Lol! Unless, of course, Aya drags him away… (wink)
Schizohidaka: XD thank you! Here's the next chappie! And I love your name by the way, very unique! XD
bloody valentine: lol! But being not serious is fun!
Chitoshiya no Tohma: fluffilicious… XD the word makes me giddy just saying it…
Ryume-chan: Aya-sama's fangirls are… indisposed… XD muhahahahahahahahaha!
Slytherin Ginny: Yay! I'm glad you like it!
Of course, we can't skip the notes, now, can we:D
"ladeeda" is dialogue
'ladeeda' means thoughts
(ladeeda) is me, making unnecessary and yet oh-so-tempting-to-make comments
ladeeda means actions, sound effects and whatnot
and of course, we musn't forget that
ladeeda is the perky little voice at the back of Kenken's head. (whom we all adore, I'm sure :D)
And without further adieu…
Chapter 4: A mission and some revelations
"Ow…" Ken hissed as his knee noisily banged into a low table. Aya, used to such antics, turned to shoot him a glare that clearly said, 'One more noise, and I'll make sure you'll keep quiet… permanently!'
'eep! If looks could kill…I don't even wanna know…'
Hmph! That's not a very nice thing to do to someone you just slept with!
'yea! He could've been nicer! We slept together, after…hey! What's that supposed to mean?'
The perky voice didn't reply (although there was a distant, laughing somewhere in his head, (which is really creepy if you think about it.), but Ken, who was by this time blushing quite deeply about the thoughts in his head, vaguely wondered if he could still be sane, considering all the times he'd already been outsmarted by… well, himself.
"Siberian," Aya's sharp murmur cut into his thoughts. "Uh…" he replied absently, snapping back into focus. His legs were cramping up; why did HE have to be paired with AYA of all people, for gosh sakes? As if waking up to find yourself in The Icicle-himself's bed wasn't bad enough.
"Siberian!" this time, the voice was sharper, effectively pulling Ken from his deep reverie. "Get moving!" the redhead hissed. Ken nodded and made a move to stand, and found… he couldn't. Or at least, his legs wouldn't cooperate.
"What's wrong with you?" Aya was looking murderous by this time. "Cramps!" Ken said through gritted teeth, as another jolt of pain surged through his legs. "Damn it, Siberian, we don't have time for this!"
Aya was frustrated. What the heck was wrong with Siberian? Sure, Ken was clumsy and awkward; but that was Ken. This was Siberian… And Siberian was… not Ken. At least, he didn't used to be. Right now, though, Siberian was doing a pretty good impression of Ken. (O.o that was confusing...)
The older man quickly made a decision. Pressing the small communicating device to his ear, he said, "Bombay, I'm going in without Siberian. He's disabled. Over." "What? What's wrong with Ke—I mean, Siberian?" a worried voice asked. "I'm fine!" Ken said indignantly, shooting Aya a glare, which the latter ignored.
Leaving the brunette, who was still protesting, behind, Aya crept stealthily into the master's bedroom. 'One quick slash,' he thought to himself, as quietly observed his surroundings. The mission was easy enough; infiltrate a drug lord's house, and kill him, no traces whatsoever. Just one kill. Just one…
Wait; something was wrong. The target was supposed to be sleeping, and yet, there was no sign of life inside the room. Not even the sound of deep breathing one does, when asleep.
"Siberian…" he murmured, completely forgetting that he'd left the boy in the other room.
And then it happened.
A gunshot tore through the silence of the night, just as a yell echoed in Aya's ears. "Aya: simultaneously, Aya felt himself being shoved roughly to the floor, the ground tilting beneath him. Ken lay beside him, panting haphazardly.
Their target stood smirking before them, eyes glinting with malice as he pointed a gun at the pair.
Aya surveyed his surroundings as he noted possible chances for escape. There was none. Then his eyes landed on the boy beside him, and he froze. Ken had been shot! Blood was slowly pouring out of a wound on his side as he aimed a half-hearted grin at Aya.
"That bullet is coated with a drug… Something I invented myself. So… unless you want your friend to die a horrible, painful death, I suggest you tell me who sent you. Now." The man said, cocking his gun at them.
"You—" Aya growled. "Augh!" their target yelled in pain as one of Omi's darts flew from nowhere, piercing his hand and making him drop the gun. Aya drew his katana and surged forward.
One quick slash, right across his throat; just as Aya had planned earlier. There was only one thing wrong; he hadn't counted on Ken getting hurt, and now, as he swiftly scooped his barely-conscious comrade into his arms, one thought pounded repeatedly inside his head. 'Don't die… don't die… don't die…'
'Darnit, this hurts like hell!' Ken thought to himself.
Well duh, you WERE shot, y'know.
'Shut up. Stop harassing me when I'm already wounded.'
Ah, the things love can make you do.
'…'
Speaking of which… you're on your own bed this morning.
"What?" Ken spoke aloud, brown eyes snapping open.
Sure enough, the soccer-player of Weiss found himself staring into the familiar walls of his bedroom, each side covered with posters of his favorite soccer players. Everything looked familiar. He was almost disappointed (hehe… almost, Ken? XD) until he noticed something else. Something very strange, indeed.
'There's something wrapped around my waist!' he thought, panicking.
The "thing wrapped around his waist" moved slightly at his squirming.
"Eep!" and he did the first thing instinct told him to. He jabbed his elbow at wherever the "thing wrapped around his waist"s origin was.
"Oof!" something grunted behind him. (Yes, yes… I know… Aya and grunt aren't a pair, but we can't expect him to say 'Ow' in a really girly voice can we? Or does he even feel pain…? O.o)
"Uwaaaah!" Ken tried to turn around to face his attacker, but the pain in his side told him otherwise. So, our dear Kenken flailed his arms around as a last resort.
"Ken, I—Ken! Stop that!" an uncannily familiar and frightening voice made Ken freeze. "Aya…?" he said tentatively. "What?" the redhead growled, loosening his arms from his comrade and sitting up.
"What are you… I mean, what am I doing… eh…" he blushed.
Aya glared down at him, almost affectionately. (an affectionate glare? Hm… That sounds so Aya-ish O.o in a weird, twisted kinda way.)
/Flashback/
"Abyssinian! What happened to Siberian?" Shock was written all over the young blonde's face as he saw his 2 teammates run towards their vehicle.
The older blonde cursed when he saw all the blood covering the brunette.
"Just get inside." The voice was cold, unfeeling. It was Abyssinian, and not Aya who spoke.
Youji nodded and slid into the driver's seat while Omi sat beside him. Aya gently placed Ken on the back seat and followed. "Drive."
Youji nodded and started the car, while Omi looked worriedly in the back. "What happened?" he questioned softly.
The redhead answered without a quiver. "He was shot. Because of me."
Omi could hear the pain in his friend's voice. "It's not your fault… Ken-kun did what he did, because… he cares for you. And he knows you would've done the same for him."
Aya didn't reply. Would he have taken a bullet for the brunette? After all, he only lived to avenge his parents and his sister. Caring would only prove to be an obstruction. But maybe…
Ken stirred, interrupting the Weiss leader's thoughts. "Aya…" he mumbled. "Don't… Don't leave." Amethyst eyes stared down at the boy in mild surprise, until he realized that his teammate was hallucinating.
He gently placed his hand on the brunette's hair in order to calm him, and was once again surprised by what came out of Ken's lips.
"Uh-huh. Fine. So I do love him. Now will you shut up…" and he growled a little, almost playfully.
A small smile twitched at the corner of Aya's lips. Perhaps he'd take a bullet for Ken, after all.
/End flashback/
Aya looked down at Ken and smirked. "it's a long story."
Ken pouted and lay on his back. "I wanna hear it!"
"You were shot. Omi patched you up. And I woke up beside you."
Ken glared at Aya. He could've sworn the redhead was laughing at him. "But why're you here?" he persisted.
Aya sighed and shook his head, an almost-smile gracing his lips.
"Would you believe me if I said I couldn't sleep without you?"
"Eh…" Ken blushed at the statement. "why?"
Aya sighed again. "I refuse to believe you are this dense."
"Whyyyyy?"
"Because, baka," Aya lay down and pressed his forehead to Ken's. "I love you."
"Oh." Blink blink.
Aya frowned. This wasn't the answer that he expected. "Well?" he said impatiently.
"Eh…" Unfortunately, Ken was unable to concentrate at the moment, as he'd been too busy admiring Aya's finely-sculpted chest and –mmph! Any thought left in his head flew out the window as a pair of lips claimed his own.
Mmm… Heaven. If it hadn't ended too quickly, that is.
Ken was looking like a child who'd been deprived of his candy while Aya smirked, having had a taste of the brunette's lips. But he wasn't going any further, until Ken could tell him what he actually felt.
Ken frowned for another minute, then he broke into a grin.
"I love you too."
"Good." Then he leaned in for another kiss, but was stopped by a finger.
"Wait!" Ken exclaimed.
"What now?" Aya growled in annoyance.
"How come…" Ken blushed. "I mean, why'd wake up on your bed for the past 2 mornings?"
"Because." Aya said impatiently.
"Because what?" Ken was stubborn.
"You sleepwalk."
"Oh! But—mmph!"
-the end-
Ahahahahahahahahaha! It's finally done! wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Heehee:D I'm really sorry if I took too long to update! But it's summer now! And I've got all the time in the world! Wakekekekekekeke… I hope you all liked it, even though it got kinda cheesy in the end… We all know Kenken's a babbler! ;p
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