Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction / Yami No Matsuei Fan Fiction ❯ Red Shaman ❯ Just Nod And Smile ( Chapter 51 )

 

 

Skye looked interestedly into the depths of her drink, swirling it around in the glass a bit. She had tasted a slightly bitter flavor mixed into the ultra sweet pina colada. She watched their target walk toward the bathroom and then smiled a little.

 

“Hmm. Intriguing.”

 

“What?” Schu asked, never taking his eyes off of their target.

 

“Rohypnol,” she said simply.

 

“What?!?”

 

“I take it you understand what it is,” Skye said.

 

“He fucking put Rufies in your drink!” Schu nearly shouted.

 

Skye clamped a hand down over his mouth. “Quiet, chere. You'll blow our cover. You mean you didn't expect something like this? Especially since his “suggestions” weren't working.”

 

“Point taken. Stupid. Thinks he's stronger than he is. Here he comes again. Bastard,” Schu said against her neck.

 

“No more marks, Schu,” Skye said through clenched teeth as she wound her arms around his neck. “Voyeuristic little things aren't they,” she said in his ear.

 

“Who?”

 

“Yours and mine.”

 

Schuldig looked over her shoulder to where Sunny stood, seemingly chatting easily with two more of their targets. The heat of the glare Sunny sent him nearly knocked him down. He smiled a little when he remembered that Sunny's looks really could kill. He certainly had no qualms in teasing the tiger as he made solid eye contact with the other man then slid his hands from Skye's waist downward and squeezed.

 

Sunny glared at him again and this time it felt like someone had physically punched him in the face.

 

“Ow! Scheisse!”

 

“I told you not to do that.”

 

“Do what?”

 

“Get him really wound up tonight.”

 

“Yeah, but it was so easy to do. I couldn't help myself.”

 

Skye smiled apologetically over Schuldig's shoulder at Oracle. He shrugged and turned back to the men he had been talking to. Effectively ignoring Skye and Schuldig.

 

Scheisse.

 

What's wrong?

 

Still hurts when he does that. Doesn't matter. We have work to do.

 

He's protecting himself the only way he knows how, Schu.

 

“Mmmm. Sweetheart, you know, I'm in the mood for a little fun,” Skye said when their target was within earshot of them.

 

“What kind of fun, lieb?”

 

“The usual kind,” she said. Star, what's the status of the babies?

 

They're working on getting the kids out now. I suggest you take this loser out to the parking lot or the gardens rather than downstairs.

 

Understood.

 

“We could always ask someone to join us, if that's what you have in mind,” Schuldig purred.

 

“That's exactly what I had in mind,” she said, reaching out and running a hand up the target's chest. “Care to join us for a little fun?”

 

The man leered down at her.

 

This is making me sick, Schuldig complained.

 

Indeed.

 

“Just what did you have in mind?” the man asked.

 

“Oh, well, you see, as wonderful as he is . . .” she said, glancing back at Schuldig. “I sometimes need . . . more than one at a time,” she glanced at him through her lashes.

 

Gods, you almost made him cream his shorts right then, Skye.

 

She smiled back at him over her shoulder, then reaching up and putting her hand into his hair. I am fully aware. Disgusting.

 

“There are rooms downstairs for that sort of thing,” their target said, snaking one hand around Skye's waist.

 

“Awww. I really had my heart set on being in a car,” she pouted. “I'll bet you have a really nice car. Don't you?”

 

“I have a Ferrari. Might be a little bit cramped.”

 

“Yes. But Ferrari's are fun.”

 

Skye glanced over her shoulder at Schuldig then snagged his hat, settling it on her own head.

 

“Well, what are we waiting for,” their target said.

 

“I was hoping you'd say that,” she said with a slow, seductive smile.

 

“So was I,” Schuldig said, wrapping an arm around Skye's waist and pulling her away from the other man then heading for one of the side doors.

 

Their mark followed like a lost puppy, watching Schuldig's ass with almost as much interest as he was watching Skye's.

 

Skye stopped abruptly and looked around at the surrounding gardens with a calculating gleam in her eyes.

 

“Chere, it might be more fun in the gardens,” she said, glancing up at Schuldig through her lashes and smiling, then stretching up to nip lightly at his ear.

 

Gott! I do not like women that way. I will not throw my best friend down on the nearest horizontal surface and shag her senseless. Where the hell did you get all of this stuff?

 

Skye laughed softly. Have you met my sister?

 

Yeah. But I would have never guessed she could be subtle.

 

She's even more dangerous when she's being subtle.

 

I'm afraid to even imagine.

 

Skye grinned at him again and pulled him along into the entrance to the garden, their target tagging happily along behind. They passed several other couples along the way through the gardens doing very much what couples do in dark, quiet, semi-public places.

 

When they had reached a fairly dark and unpopulated spot Schuldig reached around the other man and put his arm around his waist. He looked startled for a moment then seemed to melt into the half embrace. Schuldig leaned close to him and whispered in one ear.

 

“Before we take this any further, I want you to do something for me,” Schuldig said, deliberately loosening the other man's tie and unbuttoning the first button of his dress shirt.

 

“What would that be?” the other man asked, almost breathlessly.

 

Schuldig flipped one end of the tie over the other man's shoulder then stepped back from him two or three paces and smirked. “Die.”

 

The man's eyes widened for a fraction of a second as Schuldig's suggestion blew through all of his mental barriers. Tearing through the neurological pathways and shutting down the areas of the brain that controlled the parasympathetic nervous system. Effectively shutting down all heart and lung functions. A moment later he dropped like a stone. Schuldig rolled the body into a corner of the hedges and left him, snagging Skye by the hand and walking away.

 

That was fast.

 

It would have been too much trouble to shoot him. Someone might have heard the shot, even with the silencer. Plus it might have gotten my suit messy. Interesting.

 

What is?

 

I've never been able to do that before. Kinda fun.

 

It's from being around all of us. Especially Goddess.

 

Oh, yeah. She did say something about all of our abilities working at top levels, didn't she?

 

Yes. Are we just going to leave the body there?

 

Why not? Someone will just think he's drunk and sleeping it off unless they check his pulse or something. I really don't see why anyone would since I'm sure this happens at these parties all the time.

 

That's true. We'd better get back.

 

Good plan.