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-Part 2- Now You Must Repent I'm lost.... "Ran...
Ran, okite yo, Ran!" Ken cried, shaking the redhead from his seemingly
eternal sleep. Fujimiya had been asleep for nearly thirty minutes, Yohji
returned, and Omi had locked Aren into the apartment, and cleaned her up,
changing her clothes, and repairing her wound. The misunderstanding had been
adjusted, yet everytime Ken looked at Aren, he glared. She was the one who did
this to him, she was the one who put him in this state.... Yohji
stood towering over Ken, who laid on the bed with Aya. "Whatever happened
to him, he seems to have gone into shock..." Yohji said quietly. Turning
to Aren, he gazed at her with accusing emerald eyes. "This is the first
time you've returned to him, isn't it? You don't know how many countless nights
he cried, do you." He hissed, turning back to Aya. Omi
tugged gently on Aren's sleeve, pulling her aside. "Aren-san, did Aya tell
you he tried to commit suicide twice after you left?" he whispered.
Nodding, the azure eyed boy folded his arms. "One night, we left him
alone, and he took his katana and slit his wrists. Laid there too, watching
himself bleed. Luckily Ken came home early to find him, or he would have died.
Second time he got ahold of Yohji's wire... He's okay now, so we trust him
being alone.. demo, for him to have these reactions, it seems he must not have
been as okay as we thought...." Ken, help me...
Find me, Ken... Sputtering,
Aya sat upright, clinging to the brunette, like a small child. "Ran!"
Ken squealed, hugging Aya tightly, who'd begun to cry again. Yohji sighed with
relief, and Omi turned away from Aren to smile happily. "Okaeri,
Aya!" He cried happily. She's gone. Aya
looked around wildly, amethyst eyes scanning the room. "Aren? Aren, doko?
Doko?" he cried frantically, searing the room. And then a splice of red in
the doorway gave a hint that the woman was still there. Sighing deeply, he
smiled at the sight of her, and his eyes softened, before drifting shut again,
and hugging Ken around the waist, he passed out in the smaller man's lap once
more. "RAN!"
Ken screamed. The brunette began to cry. "Nani? What's wrong with him,
Yohji?!" He shouted, shaking Aya. "Ran, Ran, wake up!" the
Siberian sobbed, tears splashing down his cheeks and dampening the redhead below
him. "Ken, calm down, Aya's been through alot, he'll
be okay.. he's too strong...." Yohji said quietly. "Iie!"
Ken shouted. "He's going to try and kill himself again, Yohji! It's all
her fault!" he screamed, pointing an accusing finger at Aren. Omi
and Yohji stepped back startled, matching azure and emerald eyes widening with
surprise. "Ken..." Omi frowned. "Aren's not like that! Calm
down, Ken-kun! Aya will wake up, and be just fine, you'll see...." When you see
me.. I'll be with the clouds... Ken's
sobs continued to fill their small bedroom. Omi turned back to Aren, noticing
the horrified look on her face. "Aren-san...?" "Aren-san,
did Aya tell you he tried to commit suicide twice after you left?" "Did he
tell you..?" "Did
he?" --- Why? "Aren-san,
did Aya tell you he tried to commit suicide twice after you left?" "Did he
tell you..?" "Did
he?" Why
Aya? Why end your life, when I left to save it. What would have been the
purpose? I thought I'd be the end of your problems. And to think I would have
been the end of you. I would have joined you, Aya. I would have blissfully
followed you to the other realms iitoshi. NO matter who needed me at the time,
I would have left, to be with you. She
stared, dazed and swaying. Rejuvenated at being dry and clean. Her blood pumped
through her veins fueling the devastating machine that she was. " I still..love him.." she muttered
softly. Aren knew it when she saw him open the door, she did. She
watched Ken as he cradled Aya. How she wanted to snatch him out of the little
Siberian's hands. He didn't know...didn't know Aya like she did. Jealousy had
sprung! He dared point a finger at her as if she wanted to hurt him! She
hissed, hunching over slightly. Omi turned to her frightened and concerned.
"Aren-san?" Aren didn't hear him, she was looming on the killing
edge. She died to keep him safe, she stayed away so he could be normal, and
that Ken had the audacity to blame his condition on her! "
Aren-san kudasai! " Omi stared at her with wide eyes, he held her hand
which had tightened tightly into a fist, her delicate form may have snapped
from the tension. She turned to Yohji, those dark jades glittered ferally as
she spoke to him, barely containing her fury. Her respect and concern for Omi,
Aren held back. "You
think I don't know what he went through...?" she hissed. The intensity of
her fury was felt in the sudden iciness of the room. " I died so that you
ALL wouldn't have to go through that again, and against MY better judgement, I
stayed away, in hopes the bloody nightmare would be washed away, that he might
forget me and lead a NORMAL LIFE ! " Aren
kept reminding herself over and over about tiny Omi's hand trying to soothe
her. "Don't you dare stand there and accuse me..I know of my wrongs, I too
have suffered..NOT THAT YOU CARE!? I don't have to answer to you, Yohji! "
she spat. " Not to you, Not to Ken, not to Omi! I have to answer to Aya,
and that is who I will answer to..." she hissed and gently removed her
hand from Omi's. She
left the bedroom, seething and enraged. It took alot of will to not blow up.
For Aya's sake..for the sake that she may repair the damage she's done..she
stayed. And she waited.. "Did he
tell you..?" "Did
he?" "Why, Aya?
" Yohji
watched Aren storm away, and Ken looked up in abrupt silence as the tall
brunette grabbed her wrist, wrenching her back into the room. "Aya tried
to die because you left him, because he couldn't lead a normal life, without
you, you bitch. We ALL died the day we joined Weiss. We no longer can lead normal
lives, because we are ASSASSINS, and the day we no longer are assassins, is the
day we die. Aya tried to escape it. He tried to escape it to be with you. And
this is how you repay him. How you repay Ken. For all the kindness we've given
you." Yohji spat. Omi held his arm out, touching Yohji's elbow gently.
"Yohji-kun, iie yo, it's not right.." The
brunette glared at Omi, and back at Aren, ignoring the youngest. "We all
have suffered. Ken has suffered the most! He's been with Aya every night when
Aya cried, he was the one in the hospital who saw Aya get his wrists mended, he
nearly watched the person he loved die.." Yohji hissed. "I hope you
fucking die." Ken looked up, angrily. "Yohji-kun! Take that
back!" Yohji glared angrily, letting go of her wrist.
"Never." he said, folding his arms. She
looked at Yohji and bared her teeth in a feral hiss.." Kutabare! "
that wrist snatched out of his grasp smacking him firmly across his face.
" You may get your wish..." she snarled that odd feral light in her
eyes. She
looked to Ken cuddling Aya. Another faint sigh and she finally left..to ponder
the happenings. To Ponder her options, and the past..and her present future. Ken watched as Aren retreated from the room once
more. "Why, Aya...?" Aya stirred in his sleep, then sitting up dazed in
Ken's lap, he looked around quietly. "Aren.. Aren, is she
still.....?" Ken
pressed his lips against Aya's. "Shh, itoshii. She's in the other room..
Yohji scared her a bit, but she's okay...." Jealousy sprung through his body.
Just like Aren, the little Siberian didn't want Aya anywhere near the other.
He'd fight for his man, if it killed him. Aya looked over at Omi. "What have I
missed..?" Omi
knelt down beside Aya. "I told her you nearly committed suicide,
twice.." His azure eyes softened as he patted Aya's hand quietly.
"She was shocked, Aya.." Aya's
eyes widened slightly, and he covered his mouth. Ken rubbed his shoulder
comfortingly. "Naze? Why did you tell her?" Omi shook his head. "She needed to know.. she
still loves you, Aya..." Ken's
eyes closed, and his hands dropped away from Aya to clutch the sheets tightly.
"IIE!" Ken shouted. "Aya's mine! I worked so hard, so hard to
help him! I love Aya, no!" he cried, fresh tears spotting his cheeks. Aya
and Omi stared at Ken, and Yohji looked at the poor brunette, shaking his head.
The redhead kissed Ken's cheeks softly, the lingering kiss that pulled the
tears from Ken's eyes, and the brunette sighed, wiping his eyes as Aya stood
up, rubbing his chest quietly. "Don't cry. I love you too." he
whispered. "Why,
Aya..?" The
redhead looked at the door with a determined face, and squeezing Omi's
shoulder, he shuffled over to the door. "Give me time." he said
softly, and walked out the door. The
redhead walked out the door, looking back and forth in the darkness.
"Aren, doko..?" he whispered, quietly. A harsh pain in his chest
began to irritate him, as he breathed a little harder than usual, still looking
for her. Why did I hear
your words... Why did I hear
you when I was sleeping... Don't leave me
again, Aren... I nearly died for you.. "Doko?"
he whispered, pausing to lean against a doorway. He breathed heavily for a
minute, sliding his amethyst eyes shut. "Doko?" --- Aren
heard their rambling. She paced in the darkness, running her hands through
those two-toned ringlets. " I
shouldn't have come..." she repeated over and over as she paced circles in
the dark room. "
Iie yo...it was a mistake. " She stopped, in the middle of the dark room.
" Mhmm..a mistake. " she laughed softly, a muted whine. " Why
does it always have to be like this...? " she sniffled softly. The
redhead walked out the door, looking back and forth in the darkness.
"Aren, doko..?" he whispered, quietly. A harsh pain in his chest
began to irritate him, as he breathed a little harder than usual, still looking
for her. " Aya ? " she turned to the voice. "Doko?"
he whispered, pausing to lean against a doorway. He breathed heavily for a
minute, sliding his amethyst eyes shut. "
Aya..I'm here...! " she said with a hint of desperation. Those silver
ringlets, glowed slightly. " I'm here, Aya.." she was near him with
her hand on his shoulder. " I think I should leave now. " "
I came here to talk with you..." she smiled but it just didn't reach her
eyes. " I suppose..it could have all been a mistake..But I know I goofed
up...I can only hope that in time..you'll fully forgive me..then after you..I
can be strong enough to seek forgiveness from the others..." rubbing his
shoulder lightly as she spoke. "
I think I put you through enough..I'll be going now. " she brushed past
him. Not even to stop and bother the others with a look, she was seething mad.
And she headed toward the door.. She
was regretting, and she was sorry. Genuinely so of course, but with the pain
she'd caused. Doubling the pain on herself..she hoped to get through the rest
of the week, let alone..the rest of the night. The
redhead smiled softly when the warm hand brushed his shoulder. He leaned into
the soft touch, trying to lean against her for support as he struggled to
breathe. "Talk with me..? I'm.. sorry, for getting angry..." Yet he paused, as that warm hand was taken
away from his shoulder, and as she walked away, he fell to one knee, clutching
his chest. NO! Don't go! A
feeling of hate spread through him as she brushed past him. Brushed past him as
if nothing happened. As if that year of passion and happiness had never
existed. He stood back up slowly, turning, and trying to rush after her, yet
Aya, dear heart, was slowed and he stopped, leaning against the wall. Too much
stress, too much pressure, too much... "So that's it? You are just leaving
now?" He
watched as she continued walking to the door. Angry. He knew that walk. He knew
that attitude, and that angry glow. Was she angry at him? Don't go
please. The
others sat quietly in the room talking. "Do you think she'll steal him
away? Oh Ken, you need to protect Aya! Shouldn't you go check on him?" the
whispers came. All the agony
I've suffered, everything I've suffered, in hopes you'd come back... "NO!" Ken cried, covering his ears.
"NO! Aya's mine, Aya's mine, Aya's... " "Aren,
don't you DARE walk out on me again!!" The redhead shouted, turning back
to the door as he stood. Angry amethyst eyes turned into neat Japanese slits,
trembling hands slowly turned into clenched fists as the final proclamation was
to be announced. "Don't you leave. I love you, dammit. Don't you leave me
again." he said quietly. The
doe eyes of the brunette widened as he heard the last hushed sentence. A
silence fell over the three as Ken stood, trembling. "So that's it.. Aya
is... Aya is..." Ken whispered, tears streaming his cheeks. Hers. |