Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction / Yami No Matsuei Fan Fiction ❯ Troubled Times ❯ Feuding Telekinetics ( Chapter 23 )

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On to the fanfiction...

Troubled Times.
Part twenty three

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Arriving back at the ruins that used to be his apartment, Nanjiro is just about ready to slaughter the two telekinetics that he had left there just a few short hours before. "Nagi, Prodigy... what happened to my home?"

The two sullen teens were sitting on opposite sides of the room, glaring at each other. Neither seemed willing to take their eyes off the other. Both were marked with bruises and small scratches, Nagi a bit more than Prodigy.

Pieces of broken furniture and other items littered the space in between and around them. It looked as if a tornado had swept through. Stepping through a hole in the wall, apparently made by the sofa sitting on the opposite side, Nan-kun wonders how the ceiling is still being held up with so much structural damage inflicted upon his poor little home.

The air seems to shimmer a bit around each of the telekinetics... evidence that they are still actively shielding, something that must be a tremendous drain on them, given their obvious exhaustion. It was a standoff... and a very tense one.

Sighing, Nanjiro pulls a set of fuda from a pocket and sends one flying to each of the telekinetics... hoping to cancel out the shields. "I want the both of you to knock it off. You two have already killed my home... I won't have you both trying to finish each other off."

Nagi's shield fizzles and drops instantly, the boy blinking and looking up at Nanjiro, exhausted. Prodigy's holds out for a few more seconds... then it too falls. His eyes don't stray from his opponent across the room however.

"Prodigy, you even attempt to grab that chair and throw it, and believe me... you won't know what hit you." Nanjiro says sternly. "I don't care who started this, but the entire fight ends now."

The clone swore quietly but made no attempt to hurl the chair... and hopefully knock off that weakling's head. Nagi for his part glanced at his copy... then his eyes shifted back to Nanjiro... and then fell to the floor. "I'm... we're sorry... we'll clean up..."

"There is no way that we can stay here tonight," making no attempt to hide his annoyance, Nanjiro grabs Prodigy by the arm and drags the clone out of the room as he heads out... not wanting to temp fate and leave them together alone unsupervised. "I need to grab some things before we leave."

Nagi watched them... then shifted, first to his knees, then leaning against the wall, got to his feet. He hadn't used his powers at such an intensity for so long a time since he had been in training... something he really didn't want to think about. Looking around the room, it sank in what they had done. They had been guests... and look at the place. He was ashamed. Sighing... he leaned over again and started to pick up some broken glass.

Returning, Nanjiro tosses a large duffel bag over his shoulder and not releasing his hold on Prodigy, the shinigami grabs Nagi. A set of fudas are slapped on both telekinetic, causing the two to shimmer momentarily as whatever effect the paper will have takes effect. "We're going to stay at Wakaba's place... the fudas I just hit the two of you with will negate your powers for a few hours. So I don't have to worry about you two destroying her home for a bit."

"I'm sorry..." He just dropped the glass he'd picked up... wincing as it broke farther upon hitting the floor. He stared down, not wanting to look at the anger in Nanjiro's face... or the contempt in Prodigy's.

Opening the door to her apartment, Wakaba smiles brightly at the three impromptu overnight guests. "Hi Nagi, Prodigy, Nan-kun... "

Nagi bowed in apology for the intrusion. Prodigy still looked like he was sulking over the fact that his powers were locked... and that he hadn't gotten rid of his template. Being ushered into the brightly lit and spacious home, Nan-kun tries his best to try and shield against both Nagi and Prodigy. . . "Wakaba, thanks for letting us come over on such short notice."

"No problem... I figured that this would be better since you threatened to stay with Sei-chan," the bubbly girl comments with a slight wince at the prospect of having not just one, but two individuals with connections to Esset staying with Seinara...

"I'm sorry we are imposing upon you Kannuki-san." Nagi whispered, eyes on the floor. The clone simply looked around with interest.

"You are not imposing on me Nagi. Everyone, make yourselves at home... please." The girl says as she wanders into the kitchen only to reappear shortly afterwards with some refreshments, cookies and migraine strength medication for Nanjiro.

Nagi took a seat on one side of the room... Prodigy without hesitation headed for the other side. The telekinetic cold war seemed to be holding out... for now.

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Reaching down, the young shikigami picks up his little sister... Tenkou, to take her back to her room. Yawning a bit, the small girl allows herself to be carried back to bed. Kijin smiles fondly down at his sister. He had missed her in the time he's been with the humans. "Oyasumi, Ten-chan." Gently tucking Tenkou back into her bed, Kijin steps back into the hallway, only to find that he was being watched. "Good evening Yohji-san."

"Evenin' Kiji." The lanky blond responds with a slight smirk.

"Please, don't call me by that name... "

"Sorry... What would you like to be called... I'm not sure that I ever really heard."

"Kijin," the soft spoken teen says. "My name is Kijin... what are you doing in this wing? I thought that you and your companions were given accommodations in the red wing?"

The blond looked a little abashed. "Well... you see... I went for a little walk... and I kinda... well... got turned around... and..."

"You got lost... very well, I shall lead you back."

"Thanks, Kiji...n... This place is amazing... and confusing..."

"I'm positive that Tenkuu-ojisama appreciates the compliment."

"Tenkou-ojisama?"

"Tenkuu-ojisama is another one of Tsuzuki-san's shikigami. . ." Kijin says as they round a corner.

"Oh... I'm not sure I follow... is he the architect of this place? Or a caretaker?"

"Tenkuu-ojisama is not the architect or caretaker... he is the palace."

Yohji's jaw dropped. "What?!"

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"You can't shield very well, can you Prodigy?" Wakaba asks the clone after she had all but kicked Nanjiro upstairs to go to sleep.

He broke off his glaring at Nagi's downcast face to look at the girl. "My shields are very strong... stronger than that weakling's." Nagi's head dropped farther.

"I didn't mean tk shields... I meant mental shielding."

"What mental shielding?"

Nagi snorted from the other side of the room. "The kind that keeps telepaths from going insane, bakayarou."

"Mental shields help to keep telepaths from reading your mind... At least this explains why Nan-kun was so much on edge." Wakaba comments.

"But it's their job to keep others out." Prodigy seemed somewhat confused.

Nagi looked at him in shock. "Don't you CARE if something happened to your teammate?"

"That's almost like telling a person that it's their job not to hear someone that is screaming into their ear." The girl calmly states as she stirs her cup of cocoa.

The midnight-eyed boy tiredly rubbed the sides of his face. "I can't believe they didn't teach you to shield... did they WANT all of you insane? Do you know how vulnerable YOU are? Getting mind raped is NOT a fun experience!"

Wakaba stays silent for a moment before speaking. "It's Esset... the mentality or comfort wouldn't matter to them. Just the fact that their little 'pets' can go out and cause a lot of damage... never mind the fact that they can be harmed in the most basic ways."

Nagi looked at her. "But we weren't trained that way... the first thing they drilled into me was how to shield... it wasn't a fun process..."

"But you were trained in a facility... a classroom environment, with most any other power in that area that you can imagine..... while I'm assuming that Prodigy was trained in a completely isolated environment."

He shrugged. "True... but they also didn't want us getting fried and wasting all that money they spent 'training' us." Prodigy didn't look happy... with them talking around him.

Wakaba looks over at the clone and smiles warmly, "don't worry... I'm sure that tomorrow we can get someone to help train you and Mastermind how to mentally shield. Then you won't be as vulnerable and the both of you won't be giving a headache to every telepath within a ten foot radius."

Nagi shrank farther into his chair. "We really did it this time... maybe I should go over and start cleaning..."

"Not tonight.... both of you need to get some rest. Nagi, the room that Nanjiro is in has a set of bunk beds. You can stay with him tonight. Prodigy, you get the sofa-bed."

Nagi nodded. "Hai, Wakaba-san... oyasumi..." He headed for the bedroom, not wanting to admit it in front of Prodigy... but he was dead tired...

As soon as Nagi is out of sight, Wakaba pulls the sofa out into its full bed form... and tries not to snicker at Prodigy's reaction over the versatility of her plush sofa.

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Nagi tapped lightly on the door. If Nanjiro was still awake and preferred to be alone tonight, he would just steal a pillow and blanket and camp out in the hallway.

The door swings open slightly, the light spilling in reveals the shinigami sleeping peacefully on the bottom bunk. His hand curled up, gently resting under his chin... asleep it would have been impossible for anyone to ever believe that something that sweet looking had ever experienced any hardships. Across the room sitting folded up on a chair is two sets of sleeping clothes... obviously intended for him and Prodigy.

Nagi bit his lip... then tiptoed in and retrieved the clothing. One set he took back to the living room for Prodigy... then he ducked into the bathroom and changed himself. Returning to the bedroom... he looked at Nanjiro for another minute...

With a sigh, Nagi stretched up to grab the pillow and blanket off the top. Nan-kun looked so peaceful... he didn't have the heart to disturb him by staying in the same room.

A few minutes later Wakaba trips over Nagi as she was heading up to her room... "Nagi, what are you doing in the hallway?"

"I don't want to bother him..." He shifted... trying to get comfortable... he'd slept in worse places before.

"The last thing you are for Nan-kun is a bother." She says as she starts trying to shove the overly reluctant boy into the room. "Trust me on that."

"But... I wrecked his house..." He didn't resist too strongly... Nagi didn't have much energy left. He really didn't care where... he just wanted to sleep.

"I think that he was more concerned about this... " with that she points out a few of the nastier looking cuts and bruises dotting Nagi's arm.

The teen blushed and ineffectively tried to pull the short sleeves down a bit more. "I'll be fine..."

Being shoved down and put to bed, Nagi suddenly realizes that he's in bed WITH Nanjiro... before he can do anything an arm curls around his waist holding him in place as the shinigami curls up against him in his sleep.

"wakaba?!" He whispers frantically... this wasn't a good idea.

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AN: Minna, there was a complete section that was deleted from the beginning of this chapter. To read it in all of its lemony goodness... head over to mediaminer, the link is sitting in my bio.

Also, to all that have been clamoring for Nagi/Nanjiro... Seems like Wakaba-chan has the same idea. What will come of her shoving these two cuties into the same bed?

Responses to Reviews (fanfiction.net):

Kara Angitia: Omi should be recovering quite nicely from his little nervous breakdown. But for Mastermind... Uhm, my best suggestion is that you read the missing part that is posted on mediaminer. ^_^

Kaoru: Well, think about what thoughts must go through a critter's head when they are around people? Top it off with the fact that they have been treating him like a little animal. So that didn't earn any points of endearment. Looks like there is the possibility of a Nanjiro/Nagi now... At least now we have them in the same bed. XXD

Danyella Skyler Silverfire: Thanks! Yannagi-sen and I are having too much fun writing this fic, and the pairing. Though, it looks like something is starting to 'brew' with a little help from Wakaba-chan. Responses to Reviews (mediaminer.org):

The Chaotic Ones~: Is this update soon enough for you? As for what happened between me and my sister... Long story short, she decided on a Monday that she was going to move her abusive, drug using, drinking boyfriend in to the apartment that we shared, and didn't tell me until Friday before the Saturday that he was coming. So there was no way I could really protest what was happening. I made arrangements to move back home five months early... two weeks before my flight I finally told her that I was leaving , and she beat me up, and kicked me out of the apartment.
I currently wont even consider having any sort of relationship with her... At least not until something a lot more apologetic than 'I guess that I might have over-reacted' comes along, and is told directly to me, and not a third party. Over-reacting would be shouting and perhaps a slap... NOT giving me a split lip, scarring my wrist, dragging me across the room and into the hallway by my hair and hitting me in the face so hard that it sends my glasses flying across the room and bending them in the process. To someone that can literally see less than a foot in front, glasses are very important.
To add insult to injury, she tried to make our family believe that I was the one that initiated the confrontation... I might be the smartest person alive, but even I won't try to start a fight with someone that outweighs me by a good 50lbs.
Don't worry about being nosey... It's important that people know that if they are in a bad spot, that they can get out of it, and that there are others that have been there as well... and have been able to get to a better place.
So, I'd say that I'm doing oodles better now. Thanks for caring. ^_^

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