Fujimiya Aya (abyscynian) wrote in roletheweiss,
Fujimiya Aya

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Aya finds out...

Aya woke with a start; he reached out into the darkness for the glass of water on his bedside table, only to find that it was empty. He sighed; there was no way he was going to be able to get back to sleep if he was thirsty, so he pushed the bedclothes off and got out of bed.

Dressed only in light cotton pyjama bottoms, Aya shivered as the cool night air hit his naked torso. He grabbed the empty glass and padded, his feet bare, towards the door, not wanting to be out of his warm bed any longer than was necessary. He eased the door open gently so as not to wake his fellow team members and then made his way out into the hallway.

As Aya passed Yohji's room, he heard the distinct sounds of lovemaking and he shook his head ruefully. Yohji must have gone back for that blonde woman after all. Yet despite that whole fiasco during their surveillance operation, Aya wished that he had got to kiss Yohji, had actually had the opportunity to tell Yohji how he felt. But as the noises continued, Aya knew that the pain of being dismissed once Yohji lost interest in him would be unbearable and there was no way Aya could leave Weiss whilst Takatori was alive.

'No, everything worked out for the best,' he told himself firmly, as he went down the stairs and into the kitchen.

Aya turned the light on and then started to run the kitchen tap. If there was one thing he hated, it was lukewarm drinking water. Once he deemed the water to be cold enough, he quickly filled his glass and then walked over to the fridge to see if there was anything to eat. As he did so, he noticed the time... three o'clock. He yanked the fridge door open only to see that unless he wanted beer, he was out of luck. Letting out a frustrated huff, he let the door swing shut. Then he moved to switch off the light again before climbing back up the stairs.

This time as Aya passed Yohji's door, a voice cried out, "Ooohhh, YOHJI!" Aya stopped, frozen with shock, as he realised exactly who the voice belonged to... Ken! The glass of water slipped from Aya's fingers and smashed on the hard wood flooring of the hallway, glass shards skittering away in all directions. The noise brought him to his senses and Aya ran back to his room, barely noticing as a large shard of glass sliced into his foot. When he reached the sanctuary of his room, he slammed the door shut and locked it.
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