#aioncrow

On the flight back to MIDI City from Aryaska Yaiba and Aion have a conversation about the guys they beat in curling and look forward to the future. Contains dashes of Aion/Crow and Rom/Yaiba.

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Crow leans against Aion. The couple and Yaiba are on the plane back to MIDI City from their visit with Rom. Crow's in the middle, Aion's by the window and Yaiba has the aisle seat. 

"I hope we see those guys again." Crow mumbles as his eyes drift closed. "I'm sure we will." Aion smiles down at him. He hasn't seen Crow so fired up in months. When Crow was fired up it was infectious and Aion could feel the twinge of excitement underneath his skin. 

"Rom should be home in a month and a half if not sooner." Yaiba speaks up. Crow's already fast asleep against Aion. He's holding one of Aion's hands in his. "Good just in time for the festival." Aion smiles as he leans down to press a kiss to Crow's reddish brown hair. Crow's ear twitches in response.

"Yep. This will be his last long business trip for awhile." Yaiba nods his head a smile on his face. "You've missed him a lot haven't you?" Aion looks over at him. 

"I have but it's okay because I know he'll be home soon. What did you think of those guys?" Yaiba smiles over at Aion. "They're definitely interesting. I think it'd be fun to go up against them in a battle of the bands. They fired Crow up and when Crow gets fired up so do I." Aion looks at Crow with an affectionate smile on his face. 

"I agree. He hasn't been so fired up in awhile has he?" Yaiba looks over at Crow. "No he hasn't. With Rom being gone the band's kinda been put on hold. So it's been hard for him to get excited about anything." Aion says quietly. 

"I don't blame him. The band's his life. It's the one thing we can all count on no matter what happens." Yaiba's voice is soft as he speaks. "At least when he gets home he'll have a new focus." Aion looks out the window. 

"Definitely. I'll talk to Rom and see what he thinks about a battle of the bands against those guys." Yaiba opens a book. "First we have to find out who they are." Aion rests his cheek against the top of Crow's head while he continues looking out the window. 

"I might already have an idea." A small smile appears on his face. "Really!?" Aion sits up and looks at him. 

"I had Retoree look into them. They're a new band located in Under North Zawa. They're called Dokonjofinger. And they're only in highschool. They're known for constantly fighting with each other at all of their concerts but they have talent." Yaiba waves his phone. "No wonder they fired Crow up." Aion smiles. 

"I quit!" Those words repeated inside Crow's head. The others had left to go look for Aion. He was alone in the practice room with Holy Ark. Holy Ark, Aion's guitar and his most prized possession. 

Now that Crow was alone with nothing but his thoughts he felt his throat close up and tears prickle at the corner of his eyes. He felt guilty. So incredibly guilty. He wrapped his arms tightly around himself. 

He had never meant to hurt Aion like that, he never wanted to hurt Aion like that, but he did. Crow was done lying to himself, he cared for Aion but even more than that he loved the other man with everything he had. He had wanted to tell Aion as soon as he had his feelings figured out but there was never a good opportunity. 

Now Crow was faced with the possibility that he might lose Aion. He shook his head. He wouldn't let Aion leave Shingan, leave him. Rom and Yaiba would find him and hopefully let him know. When that happened Crow was going to tell Aion everything. 

The quiet of the room and Crow's brooding were soon interrupted by his phone going off. "Crow we know where Aion is." Rom's voice came through the line. "Where!?" Crow jumped to his feet already slinging Red Tomahawk on his back and reaching for Holy Ark. 

"The Shibu Valley Center building." Rom told him. "I'm on my way." Crow ended the call and put his phone in his pocket. He rushed out of the building. He was going to save Aion. 

His lungs were burning but the building was in sight. Crow used everything he had left to make it to the top. He saw Rom about to punch Aion but he grabbed his fist. When he finally looked at Aion he felt even more guilty, Aion looked so empty and so lifeless.

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The four were on their way to Chinchikurin. Crow was trailing behind the others. "Hey Aion can I talk to you for a sec?" Crow stopped walking and looked at the blond. "I don't see why not. What is it?" Aion crossed his arms across his chest.

"I'm sorry about everything I said earlier. I went too far." Crow said quietly. "It's okay." Aion smiled softly at him. 

"No it's not. Aion I hurt you and I never meant to hurt you. I never wanted to hurt you. I was worried when you took so long and I should never have insulted your songs." Crow shook his head as he looked down at the ground. "Crow it's okay really because I know you didn't really mean the things you said." Crow looked up at Aion in surprise and in that moment Crow never wanted Aion to look at anyone else the way he was looking at him right now. Aion's eyes were so tender that Crow stood frozen. 

"I love you." Crow whispered as he continued to stand spellbound. "You love me?" Aion blushed and soon his hand was right back in front of his face breaking Crow out of his trance.

"Yeah I do. I've been meaning to tell you ever since I managed to sort my feelings out but there was never a good time." Crow said gently. "I didn't just make Holy Ark cry. I made you cry didn't I?" Aion's voice was soft as he moved closer to Crow, fingers twitching. 

"You did you big jerk. You scared me Wimpion. I was scared that I was going to lose you." Crow looked up at Aion, tears in his eyes. Aion hugged Crow tightly. "I'm sorry." He whispered. 

Just an Aion/Crow drabble I wrote after my dad put me down again enjoy. I kind of like the whole asking simple questions to help someone calm down thing. 

Crow found Aion curled up in a corner of the living room wedged between the one end of the couch and the wall. Aion’s knees were pulled up to his chest, his arms holding them in place and his forehead rested against the top of his knees. His body was trembling and he was sniffling. “Aion.” Crow said gently and he crouched down. Aion didn’t respond only his sniffling grew quieter.

“Aion I’m going to pull you into my arms okay.” Crow said as he sat down next to Aion. He pulled Aion into his arms gently and Aion buried his face in Crow’s chest. “What is it this time? Intrusive thoughts? Bad memories? Doubts? Fears? Or something else?” Crow said softly as he began running his fingers through Aion’s hair.

“The first two.” Aion whispered. “Your father and how he always put you down?” Crow said gently and he felt Aion nod against his chest.

“Where are you?” Crow started massaging Aion’s scalp in circular motions. “Home.” Aion said after a few seconds.

“Who are you with?” Crow rubbed Aion’s back gently. “You.” Aion said.

“And what am I to you?” Crow smiled down at him. “A useless rodent.” Aion looked up at Crow a smirk on his face despite his red eyes.

“Besides that? I’m glad you’re starting to feel better.” Crow rolled his eyes. “You’re my boyfriend.” Aion smiled at him.

“That’s right. And how do I feel about you?” Crow chuckled lightly. “You love me.” Aion looked sheepish.

“Yeah I love you. What’s my nickname for you?” Crow shook his head an amused look on his face. “Wimpion.” Aion buried his face back in Crow’s chest.

“Yep my Wimpion. What’s your nickname for me?” Crow chuckled again. “Rodent.” Aion said muffled slightly by Crow’s chest.

“How are you feeling?” Crow said softly. “Better. Thank you.” Aion looked back up at Crow.