Trinity Blood Fan Fiction / Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Darker Angels ❯ Pain In The Ass ( Chapter 16 )

 

“Scheisse! Was dieses ist? Verdammen sie da hurts!” Could be heard all the way down the hall.

 

“Hmm. Bitching and cursing in German. Must be either your father or your brother, Gun,” Star said, turning to her nephew with a grin.

 

Gun heaved a long suffering sigh and said, “It's Hunter. I can feel him from here.”

 

“What's his problem?” Takara asked.

 

“My guess, Hugue is giving him a headache,” Star said. Hugue glared at the back of her head. “I felt that. There are drawbacks to being a telepath.”

 

Hunter came out of one of the rooms holding his head and still cursing. He glanced up and grinned upon seeing his family then made his way to them. The members of AX stood looking from him to Gun and back in mild wonder.

 

“Mein Gott, haven't they ever seen twins before?”

 

“One must wonder given the reaction,” Gun said.

 

“I doubt they've ever seen anything quite like you two before,” Star said.

 

“Ah, mere mortals blinded by such beauty,” Hunter said, throwing an arm over his brother's shoulders.

 

“Oh, please,” Gun snorted.

 

“How the hell do you have my face and no self esteem to go with it?”

 

“I *have* self esteem. What I *don't* have is an ego with its' own zip code.”

 

Leon burst out laughing and ignored the strange looks he garnered from his teammates.

 

“At least one of them has a sense of humor,” Hunter said.

 

“Happens to the best of us,” Leon said with a sigh.

 

“He's fun. I like him. Oh, I like those even better though,” Hunter said, turning toward Takara. “How are my favorite boobs?”

 

Takara took a step backward. “Untouchable. You're like my brother. Ewww!”

 

“We aren't really related though. Aw, c'mon, just one little squeeze.”

 

“Do you really want me to break your fingers again?”

 

“Hunter, stop being a pain in the ass,” Star said.

 

“But it's what I do best,” he said, reaching toward Takara's chest again.

 

Everyone suddenly heard a loud `pop'. Hunter grabbed his left cheek and started cursing again. All eyes turned to Tres, who was still holding the gun.

 

“Status report, Princess Takara?”

 

“Tres, please stop calling me that. I'm fine. Thank you.”

 

One side of Tres' mouth quirked up in a half smile that Takara thought was adorable and made her want to pounce him on the spot.

 

“Tres, what the hell did you do that for?” Leon asked.

 

Tres holstered the gun and turned to him. “His aunt requested that he stop being a pain in the ass,” he said calmly. “When he refused to do so, I took what I deemed the appropriate action.”

 

“Sooooo, the appropriate action because he was being a pain in the ass was to cause him a pain in the ass?” Leon asked, his eyes beginning to well up with hysterical tears. “Tres! You DO have a sense of humor! A sick, dark and twisted one; but a sense of humor!” He threw his head back and roared with laughter then, unable to contain it any longer.

 

“Scheisse, I'm glad this is so amusing,” Hunter growled, looking at the offending bullet he was now holding between his forefinger and thumb. “I'm so happy I'm not a human being, that fucking hurt. You know I was just kidding, Taka.”

 

“I know that you were but Tres didn't.”

 

“Since when do you have a jealous boyfriend anyway?”

 

“Hunt, shut up. I'll explain it to you if you can manage to keep your teeth together and both feet out of your mouth,” Gun said, grabbing him by the arm and dragging him away from the group.

 

“No tact whatsoever,” Star said shaking her head. “You'd think with Skye as a mother he'd have at least learned a little bit.”

 

“Have you *met* his father?” Takara said, looking at her in mild disbelief.

 

“Point taken.”

 

Star herded the rest of the AX members along the corridor and Takara dropped back to talk to Tres, who was bringing up the rear as usual.

 

“Tres, you can't just shoot everyone who annoys me,” Takara said. “If you did that then half the population would be dead in an hour.”

 

That little half smile again. “I shall await your discretion then, Princess.”

 

Takara groaned. “Please, stop calling me that,” she said, grasping the lapels of his uniform and stifling the urge to shake him.

 

“That is your title, is it not?”

 

“One of them. If you were to rattle off all of them it would take you three days just to get to my name. I'm just Takara or Taka, whichever you prefer. Just call me one of those.”

 

Tres' gloved fingers reached up to touch the side of her face. “I will do anything you ask of me.” Without knowing quite where it came from he found himself leaning forward with every intention of pressing his lips to hers. That seemed to be her idea as well because she had slid both hands from the lapels of his uniform to his shoulders and was stretching up to meet him halfway.

 

“Ahem! Sorry to interrupt.”

 

Takara put her head down on Tres' chest and sighed. “Mom, you do realize you have the worst timing in the known universe, right?”

 

“No, that would be Honey's distinction.”

 

“I *don't* want to know.”

 

“Probably not. But anyway, we need the two of you in the library with the others. I'm only going to give this little spiel once.”

 

“Sure, Mom,” Takara said, turning and lacing her fingers through Tres' as they started to walk down the hallway.

 

Blaze smiled a little as she followed her daughter.

 

Mom? Are you upset?

 

About?

 

This?

 

Not especially. It makes an odd sort of sense, actually. You are and will be very long lived. You haven't shown any real interest in those species who have the kind of longevity you do and a human being's life span is barely a blink.

 

Good point.

 

They walked into the massive library to find everyone else seated and waiting for them.

 

“Okay, everyone, I guess you're wondering why you're here. Two reasons. There will probably be at least two assassination attempts. One on the Methuselah delegates and one possibly aimed at the Pope. Rosenkreuz probably has all of this planned down to the second. It started out as an underground movement with the disenchanted Methuselah youth and then the contra mundi got wind of it and took things from there. They're planning on using these kids to do the majority of the dirty work for them. The initial movement started at one of the mixed clubs in Londinium called Black and Blue. It's where the younger Methuselah go to find willing Terran blood partners. There's a fairly good age range so figure out who's going among yourselves. I do suggest Hunter going for the simple fact that he's well acquainted with the club scene in just about any city.”

 

“And I'm pretty,” Hunter said.

 

Blaze sighed and rolled her eyes. “See if you can get a lock on where and how the attempts are supposed to take place. The delegates for the Methuselah faction are due to be at the Vatican in two days and that leaves us precious little time to get the information we need.”

 

“You said we were here for two reasons,” Hugue said from his perch near the window.

 

“Yes. The other is a bit more delicate as it involves Abel's health.” She held up a hand for silence as a chorus of questions began. “I can only tell you what little I know about it. He lost a lot of blood in his last fight with Cain and isn't healing properly. Takara has an excellent idea on something that might help but we don't know how much just yet. At any rate, most individuals heal faster in familiar surroundings with people they know. Since it isn't a good idea to move him, you've all been brought here instead.”

 

 

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Author's Notes

My German is very rusty so if it's wrong, please let me know what the correct usage is and I'll fix it.

Scheisse: I'll let you all figure that one out for yourselves. You always seem to know when someone's cussing no matter what the language.

Was dieses ist?: What is this?

Verdammen sie da hurts!: Damn that hurts.