AokixAya

Aya's POV

Written by: Toki-sama

It was three little words. That's it. Just three little words. It was something in his everyday vocabulary but he couldn't put them together and form that little phrase to tell me how he felt about me. I knew how he felt. But that wasn't the point. I wanted to hear it. I had to hear it. If only to confirm my own insecurities. Aoki has been with me for a long time. Years on end that we've been through it all. Aoki being very much a dominating man in the sense were I was there to be by his side and nothing more. No one else was allowed to touch me. I wasn't free to come and go as I pleased. He threatened anyone that flirted with me even his own friends and son. I couldn't hate him for it because I knew how insecure he had to be to do that. It wasn't fair at all for him to go out, have fun, do whoever and whatever pleased him but I wasn't. I did eventually forgave him for Jo...since that was obviously not planned. But all the same the bitterness remained when he had a son through his frivolous fun but God forbid anyone should even glance at me in a wanting way. But that's not the point right now. The point at this moment would be how Aoki will not tell me what I really want to hear.

He came by my apartment during down time. It was a habit of his that if he wasn't going out to make mischief then he was at my place. He came in as he always did, key in hand. I had long since given him a spare key to my apartment out of trust, out of loyalty. I was in my bedroom, fresh out of a shower, dressed in satin pants and a loose white shirt. I hadn't actually expected him to stop by that night so imagine my surprise when I heard that door opening. I sat up as I closed the magazine I was flipping through as I stashed it and got up and changed shirts, not wanting to look disheveled as I sat back down just as Aoki came in. He had his coat on his arm, his shoes removed as he reached up and took off his sunglasses, shaking his head out slightly to move his hair aside as he said hi to me. I smiled, scooting back on my bed to sit in the middle as I watched him make himself comfortable. Aoki had been practically living out of my apartment for the past couple of years. He spent the night so much he started to leave his clothes here. He had a drawer in one of my dressers, he had some space in the far end of my closet. His tooth brush had a place beside mine, he had an ash tray on a night stand on what would be his side of the bed when he stays here. I give him all this and more and he can't say three little words, which is all I really even ask of him, to me. I started getting angrier the more I thought about it. He set his coat down on a chair off to the side of the room and then walked to his side of the bed, set his sunglasses down and started undoing the buttons of his shirt. I watched him for a moment before I get up on my hands and knees and go over to him. I sit on my knees, my much more slender fingers and manicured nails brushing over his rougher, chipped, cracked, dirty and calloused fingers as I undid the buttons for him. He let me as he brought his hands up to my face, his fingers brushing my damp hair back as he leaned close and kissed me under my eye. I smiled slightly, closing my eyes but not all the way as he kissed my nose and gave a small little smile. I smiled back, still undoing his shirt until it opend. For a man of his age, Aoki is in better shape then most twenty year olds. His stomach is still hard, a deep impression of his abs cuts into his torso, his chest also hard, no love handles, no fat, everything is smooth and soft. I put my hands on his sides as I leaned up and kiss his mouth, the taste of his cigarettes lingering behind. I learned to deal with it. After all, Aoki's a chronic smoker and even if I asked him to quit, he'd sooner give me up then the smokes. His kissed back, experience teaching me a thing or two as his hands held my face in place. When we broke apart, he looked at me for a moment as I said,

"How was your day?"

He shruged slightly before letting go of me and moving aside as he sat beside me as he leaned down to remove his socks as he said,

"Same shit."

I nodded as I got behind him and wrapped my arms around his broad shoulders and kissed the back of his neck after I moved his hair aside and said,

"I'm surprised you're here."

"Why? Don't want me to be?"

He said it in a playful tone that caused me to laugh a little as I said,

"Of course I do. But I thought you would be out with Akio and Toki tonight."

"Nah, Akio had other plans and Toki's crashing at home tonight...or Mikkie's place. Don't know."

He sat up as I still held onto him as he clasped my wrists and said,

"You're amorous tonight."

"What? I shouldn't be?"

I let go as I laid down beside him, my head being held up by my hand as I glanced up at him. He looked back down at me as he said,

"No. Why you gotta be that way?"

"What way?"

He shook his head as he then shrugged off his shirt, exposing fine toned arms and well shaped back. The dragon tail of his tattooed arm peeked out first, a scar from some battle over his shoulder, all the fine little pin points that make Aoki, Aoki. He took off his shirt, tossing it to the floor as he leaned back and sighed. I got up, making him lay down as I straddle him and lean down to kiss him. His hands clasp my waist as I kiss him again and again. When I moved back, I look at his face, seeing the small, almost unnoticeable fine marks of his age. He has a small line on the side of his mouth, almost a laugh line if he would laugh more. His eyes are dark from lack of sleep since he could only sleep during down time if he would allow himself the luxury. His teeth are a pale color of beige from smoking over the years. I would imagine he has a gray hair somewhere but his hair is always dyed the same tone of orange-red. Then there's the ever present scar over his useless eye. He use to hide it from me as if I didn't know every other part of his body intimately. His fingers lifted up a side of my wife beater as he touched my skin. Slowly, he brought his fingers around and then rested them underneath my belly ring. I had my belly button pierced about three years ago and Aoki liked it. Hell, so did I when his put his mouth on it. The tips of his fingers rubbed against the edge of the hoop as he then lifted up my shirt a little. I sat up straight as I lifted up the shirt the rest of the way and took it off. I leaned down again, touching lips with my lover that wouldn't say he loved me. We stayed that way for a while until he started to turn us over. I wouldn't have that. Not this time. I started to move down slowly, down his face, past his chin, kissing his throat and then passing that as I stopped at his collar bones, giving a light nip before going further, stopping at one nipple to give it a butterfly kiss, teasing him before I traveled down his torso, my hands sliding after me in the wake of my mouth. He got tense as I got to his stomach, dropping kissing down the middle of his body, my tongue lavishing attention to his belly button as I reached the brim of his pants. I paused, bringing my hands down as I started to undo the button of his pants, going agonizingly slow. Aoki started to sit up so he could watch as I now sat on the floor, my mouth kissing the side of his thigh as I finally worked the button loose. I hummed as I felt him tense up again as I finally said,

"Aoki...?"

He didn't say anything for a while so I called his name again. This time he responded with a deep,

"Hm?"

"Can I ask you something?"

"Ask me anythin you want."

I slowly started drawing down his zipper as I said,

"Are you sure?"

I looked up at him as he nodded and said,

"Yeah. Go ahead."

I saw his boxers underneath as I kissed him through the material and he gave a deep sigh. Finally, I asked him.

"Do you love me?"

"Huh?"

"Do you love me?"

"You know I do."

"Tell me."

"You wanna ask me this now?"

I sat back, giving him some space as I sat on the floor and held my hands together as I looked up at him, waiting. I nodded as I said,

"I need to know."

"You know already why I gotta say it?"

"It's just to hear."

"You're gonna do this now?"

"I want to hear you say it. Tell me."

"I can't believe this."

He got up, zipping his pants back up as he buttoned them and picked up his shirt. He pulled it back on as I got up and he said,

"I didn't come here for a tease."

"What did you come here for then? To get your dick sucked so then later you could get off and I'm suppost to sit there silently afterwards and not expect anything?"

"What do you want?"

"I already told you!"

"God, no wonder you were so damn amorous."

He buttoned up his shirt quickly, leaving the bottom open as he got his socks on and then he grabbed his coat and then reached for his sunglasses.

"You can't even say that?! I never asked you for anything and now you can't even say this to me when I do ask?"

"You're bein stupid. You already know how I feel. You wantin to hear it, is not only stupid, it's ridiculous. I don't need this shit from you, I could get a girl to do it."

I stepped back from shock. So not only was he not going to say it, he was going to insult me in the process. He got his sunglasses on and his coat as he walked out of my room. I sat down on my bed as I heard the door slam as he left.

We didn't speak for three weeks. Any time he had time off, he was out with Toki and Akio. When we worked, it was just about business. I was angry with him that not only did he insult me but he wouldn't tell me three little words. I sat in the lobby one afternoon as the trio left. I was still upset as Jo sat beside me and said hi to me. I almost mistook him for Aoki and ignored him when I remembered he had already left. I greeted him back as he said,

"What's up? You look down."

"I'm mad at Aoki."

He shrugged as he said,

"I gotta tell ya, for him to get you mad is the dumbest thing in the world."

I turned and looked at him as I said,

"Why?"

"Who'd want you mad at them? I'd be devastated."

I smiled slightly as I scooted over to him and put my hand on his leg as I said,

"You are much sweeter then he is."

He shook his head as he said,

"Nah, just got more logic."

I leaned up, kissing his face, close to his mouth as I said,

"I should have picked the younger Tachimine."

He gave a smirk as he turned slightly and put his arm around me as he said,

"You still can."

"Oh? You'd take me knowing that Aoki is a jealous man?"

"I'd live. Not like he can kill me without Jia being very upset with him."

I smiled slightly as I said,

"So brave for someone so young."

"You're worth the risk."

I smiled again as I heard someone clear their throat. I turned to see Gabriel standing there as he said,

"If you two are done...Aya, Jia needs to see you."

I pressed my finger's to Jo's lips as I got up and went to see my oyabun.

I continued flirting with the younger Tachimine, almost replacing Aoki with him. After all they were very much alike in looks, in attitude, in gestures. Small differences here and there was what separated them. That and years. While Aoki was an older, much more refined gentleman with experience on his side, Jo was still a young man. A baby...and though he's been around the block a couple times himself to be called innocent, he still gave you the feeling he was. Although he seemed to have a firm grasp of what he was doing. That dark red hair, those eyes...he had definite potential. But all the same, somewhere in the back of my head, as much as I knew nothing would piss Aoki off more then me sleeping with his son, I couldn't bring myself to move it past more then harmless teasing and flirting. I missed Aoki. I admitted that. It's why I spent so much time with Jo. It was the next best thing. After a month of silence between us, I was starting to think what I did was a bad idea. What if I had gone too far? I shouldn't have pushed him to say he loved me. He was right, I knew it was all that really mattered. I was being petty in wanting to hear it when that old saying, actions speak louder then words kept echoing in my head. I wanted to apologize but my sense of pride kept me from doing that. I sat in my apartment every other night, perking up at the slightest sound that came from outside my bedroom. Another week went by of me doing that and nothing. I was starting to think that this was my greatest screw up ever.

I slept one evening. It was late, close to four in the morning when I laid down for some rest. It didn't take much for me to go right to sleep. I was out like a light, dead to the world, peacefully asleep. I felt like I only put my head down to sleep when I felt myself waking up. I turned slightly and bumped into something which brought me right out of my sleep. I blinked a few times as I saw Aoki laying beside me, his arm over me as he was kissing my face. I turned quickly towards him, hugging him close to me as I inhaled his scent, loving the feel of his hair brushing over my cheek as I said,

"I missed you."

His hand came up to my head as he said,

"I missed you too."

I didn't have to say anything else. That in itself was more then enough. I tucked my hair behind my ears as I kissed him, feeling him hold me in response. We wasted no time with teasing, with flirting and playing games. We undressed and got under my sheets as I opened my legs for him and allowed him inside me. I arched my back, accepting him inside me all the way, grasping his arms tightly as I groaned. I brought my legs around his waist, sighing deeply as I felt him completely. I moaned, feeling him thrust in and out of me, his hands searching blindly for mine as I met him half way. Our hands clasped, fingers locking together as I tightened up, grabbing a firm hold of his hand as I threw my head back, crying out. He leaned down, biting into my neck but not sucking, knowing I hated to be marked. With my free hand, I brought it up to his hair, pulling it back as we kissed, his movement stopping for a moment as we interlocked for another union. Mouths open to each other, tongues rubbing against each other. He broke the kiss slightly to grasp my bottom lip, biting it gently as I kissed him still. I realized how much I missed him, how much I missed being with him. He did love me, it was all that really matter. So what if he didn't say it. I tensed up feeling the impending end as Aoki was kind enough to bring me to heaven, the feeling of euphoria washing over me as I screamed his name, my whole body drawing tighter then a bow as I then fell back, boneless and tired. I panted deeply, my hands unraveling from Aoki's hair and hands as they fell limp and useless to the side. I felt Aoki leaving my body as he pat my thigh gently to move out of his way. I couldn't move, let alone move out of his way. He sensed that as he carefully reached over and picked up his cigarettes, lighting one as he inhaled and then exhaled. I blinked up at him sleepily, smiling, watching him smoke as he looked down at me. He brushed a stray stand of hair away from my face as he then rested his hand on the side, his thumb near my lip. I kissed it, turning my head towards his hand as I reached up to him slowly, wrapping my arm around his neck as I kissed him. He kissed back as he then said,

"You okay?"

I nodded, very well content and feeling even more tired then before as I yawned, turning to the side so I wouldn't yawn in his face as he said,

"Go to sleep."

I nodded as he got off me and I was able to turn to my side and start getting comfortable. Aoki finished his cigarette and put it out and then put his arms around me, pulling me closer to him in his possessive manner as I smiled slightly and put my hands on top of his arms. I turned my head slightly towards him and started to doze off as he kissed my ear and softly whispered,

"I love you."

I felt a smile come to my face as I turned towards him completely as I kissed his throat and said,

"I love you too."

I kept smiling, still holding onto him as I eventually fell asleep. Those three little words meant everything at that moment. And though I knew it, it was nice to be told.