Gundam Wing Fan Fiction / GetBackers Fan Fiction / Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Consequences of our past ❯ Chapter 07 ( Chapter 7 )

 

A/N: Sadly, I don't own Kazuki or any of his friends from Getbackers. T.T

Wish I did though…

 

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Chapter 07

 

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“Quatre!?” A surprised voice exclaimed as the two Preventers got out of their car in front of the Koneko, “It is you!”

 

“Kazuki?” The blonde greeted, equally surprised to see the longhaired thread master, “What are you doing at this end of town!?”

 

“I'm visiting a friend and his girlfriend.” The young adult smiled. “I thought I'd pick up some flowers for her. The Koneko has the best around.” The happiness dulled in the chocolate eyes as they searched azure, “What about you? I thought you would have returned to L4 upon winning the war?”

 

“My work brings me here.” The empath smiled.

 

“Judging from your uniform, it's not Winner Enterprises that takes you away from your home.”

 

“No, it isn't. Nor is it Gundam related. I'm currently working on an assignment for the Preventers.”

 

“Ah, you're searching for the missing telekinetic.” The lithe young man shook his head, frowning slightly, “You won't find him, I'm afraid.”

 

“What makes you so sure?” Wu Fei asked, alerting Kazuki to his presence.

 

“Forgive me.” Quatre smiled, “Kazuki, this is my partner, Chang Wu Fei; Fei, Fuuchouin Kazuki.”

 

“A pleasure, I'm sure.” The thread master greeted politely before explaining his previous comment. “The men who work in that flower shop are more than they appear. Like you, Quatre, they have a darkness that comes from taking someone's life. They're wrapped in secrets more complex than a woven tapestry. To try to uncover a single thread would cause the whole thing to unravel. It's best to leave it alone.”

 

“The pain is a tangible aura here.” The empath murmured, rubbing his chest. “What can you tell me about them?”

 

Kazuki smiled, jingle bells tingling as he shook his head. “If you want information, I don't have much to offer.”

 

“Your information network is formidable. I'll take what you have.”

 

“Very well. Might I suggest sitting at that coffee shop?” The thread master pointed across the street. “It's more comfortable than standing out in the open.”

 

“My treat?” Quatre grinned.

 

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Kazuki had been very helpful in providing information. After an hour, the conversation had shifted to more pleasant topics. The Chinese boy simply watched as his partner did most of the talking, content to drink his tea and listen to the gentle tenor of the light voice.

 

A sudden vibration against his thigh jolted him out of his silent musings. With a groan, he excused himself to take the call.

 

“So how's it going with Juubei?” Quatre asked quietly after Wu Fei had left.

 

“…” The thread master's expression fell as hopeless oppression sank into his heart.

 

The empath visibly winced, “Kazu, what happened?”

 

“After you left the Limitless Fortress, it wasn't long till Ginji left too. With him gone, everything fell apart. Nothing I did helped, because no one respected my authority. In the end, I had to leave in order to search for The Lightening Emperor…”

 

“You didn't tell him.” Quatre guessed.

 

“If I had, he would have insisted on coming too. Lower town would have been completely defenseless from the Belt Line.” The bells tied to the longhaired man jingled as he sighed. “I was gone for almost a year, and when I returned, it was because of a mission. I was working with Ginji and his partner Ban to retrieve a stolen Implosion Lens. Juubei… Juubei attacked me… we fought… as enemies… My closest, dearest friend… tried his hardest to kill me.”

 

The blonde reached out and placed an understanding hand over his friend's. In his mind, his own fight with Trowa using Wing Zero flashed through his memory. Though the banged pilot had tried to save him, Quatre had been adamant about destroying obstacles in his way, including Trowa. “I've been in a similar situation.” The empath confided. “Where is Juubei now?”

 

“Still in the Limitless Fortress.” Kazuki replied, his voice quiet and sad. “I had managed to get through to him… but not before he tried to commit suicide, which subsequently led to his current blindness.”

 

“Oh, Kazu…”

 

“He swore to protect me, Quatre.” The thread master whispered, “To never leave my side… but now… He's so ashamed of his `weakness' that he just pushes me away.”

 

“Trowa got amnesia because of a mistake I made.” Quatre stated, “He didn't even know me for months.”

 

Chocolate eyes watched as the shadow of regret clouded the normally bright azure gaze. “It's alright, Quatre, you don't have to share with me. It's very painful when we've hurt the ones we care about.”

 

“Don't worry, though.” The smaller teen smiled, as Wu Fei came back, “I'm sure everything will be alright. He just needs an adjustment time to cope with his injury.”

 

“I hope you're right…”

 

“Excuse me for interrupting,” Wu Fei stated, “But we should head over to the Koneko now, before they close for the evening.”

 

“Oh!” Kazuki exclaimed, noticing the time, “I'm dreadfully late!”

 

“Would you like me to drive you?” The empath offered. “It is our fault you were detained.”

 

“No, thank you. Shido doesn't live too far away, and I'm sure that a bird has already reported my delay to him. Give me a call if you ever need any back up! The Volts aren't a gang anymore, but we're still family and we'll be there in a flash if you need us!”

 

“Arigato, Kazuki! Take care!”

 

“Ja ne!”

 

“How is it that you know him?” Wu Fei frowned as he watched the older teen leave.

 

“I was assigned to take down an OZ base in the western part of Tokyo. OZ had infiltrated a place known as the Limitless Fortress and were tormenting the residents there. Kazuki, Juubei, Shido and Makubex were known as the four kings, the right hand men to the Lightening Emperor, Amano Ginji. They helped me with my mission, and I, in turn, helped them defeat a hazardous situation.” Quatre smiled, noticing the agitation in his partner's body language, “That was Une on the phone?”

 

“Hn. She found the window.”

 

“At least you didn't have to watch her face turn into a tomato as she screamed in yours.” The smaller teen chuckled.

 

“No, I just had to put my phone down and stand ten feet away from it.” Wu Fei grumbled.

 

“She'll calm down.”

 

“You'd think so, wouldn't you?”

 

“Shall we go ask our questions?” Quatre sighed as he paid the bill and made to leave.

 

“Yeah.”

 

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“Konnichiwa,” A bright-eyed teen greeted, looking up from the flower arrangement he was working on, “How may I help you?”

 

“I'm agent Winner and this is my partner, agent Chang. We're Preventers, and we'd like to speak to Tsukiyono Omi.” Quatre watched with interest as the teen's body stiffened with repressed tension, yet retained a flawless grace that hinted at great reflexes.

 

“Concerning what?” A cold voice demanded from behind the ex-pilots.

 

The ex-soldiers turned to find themselves under a deadly glare that rivaled that of Yui Hiiro. Unnerved, the Chinese boy replied, leveling a scowl of his own, “We're investigating a missing person's report.”

 

“We just want to ask a few questions.” Quatre smiled hesitantly.

 

The redhead's glare deepened. “If this is about Naoe, than I suggest you leave.”

 

“Ano… Aya…” The first boy protested, “If it's a missing person… maybe they know something we don't?”

 

“I will not have them giving him false hopes!” Violet eyes reflected fierce protectiveness. “He's finally beginning to morn. He needs to let go, and nothing these two suits say is going to help him with that!”

 

“What if it was me, Aya?” The younger brunette asked quietly, “What if I was the one who was taken? Would you be so quick to bury the lost?”

 

“It's not the same, Ken!” the redhead fumed, causing the empath to flinch. “Don't pull that shit with me!”

 

“How? How is it different?” The shorter boy demanded, “Omi loves that kid just as you love me! Can't you see that?”

 

The two Preventers watched as the taller took the shorter into his arms. “It doesn't change the fact that he's gone.” Aya sighed, his tone calmer than it had been just a moment ago.

 

“I think they could help… Right now, we don't know. We speculate, we assume, but we don't know. If anything, I believe they can give Omi what he needs most… Closure.”

 

“Alright.” The redhead surrendered.

 

With a grateful kiss, Ken turned to their audience. “If you'll follow me, I'll take you to Omi. You'll have to excuse his appearance though… He hasn't been feeling well as of late and rarely gets out of bed.”

 

“We'll try and make this brief.” Quatre promised, his hand rubbing at his chest with discrete discomfort.

 

“Wait here for a moment…” The brunette asked, before opening a door and slipping inside.

 

Once alone, Wu Fei brushed his hand against his partner's elbow, “Are you alright, Winner? You've been acting weird since we got here.”

 

“T-the pain here is almost unbearable. I don't know how long I'll be able to stay. I haven't felt this much hopelessness since Hiiro self-destructed. It's hurting me, Fei…”

 

“How?”

 

The blonde shook his head as Ken opened the door and motioned them in. “Omi, these are agents Winner and Chang...”

 

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To be continued…