Another preface...*sigh*

“NO!” someone shouted at the back of the courtroom, sounding suspiciously like Ken. Youji turned around as the judge asked for order but he barely saw Ken standing in the middle of the seats on the floor. He was too busy staring up at the balcony, at that cherry red that caught the eye. Aya had been leaning against the back wall but now had taken an unconscious step forward. His violet orbs trapped Youji’s, the flash of emotion they held burning on his very soul as a single tear fell, unheeded. He watched the man look away, the first time the red head had ever conceded, face turning expressionless once again. He shouldn’t be here; Youji thought emphatically, he stands out too much, what is he doing here? He heard the rest of the proceedings with a sense of detachment, mind still on those eyes. As they pulled him out of the courtroom, he looked up again. The man was gone.

And suddenly Aya was there, ignoring everyone but Youji as he got close enough to touch him. And Youji had to fight this desperate urge to hold him, to reach out and run a hand along that chiselled cheekbone. The man just looked at him.
“It’s Ran.” He said softly, as the guards pulled him into the van, finally answering the long ago asked question. He looked out the metal meshed window in the back of the vehicle, staring out as they drove away, Ay…Ran being joined by Ken not long after, just glaring, willing him to come back

Go to Chapter 1

Or go back to the Fanftiction