Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction / Yami No Matsuei Fan Fiction ❯ Troubled Times ❯ Picking up the pieces ( Chapter 26 )

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On to the fanfiction...

Troubled Times.
Part twenty-six.

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Looking at figure curled up in the bed Muraki can't help but smile. The shinigami had attacked his own partner at his command... true the poor thing had been confused, but yet he didn't question the order. He got a bit of a thrill, knowing that he had finally done it. HE... Muraki Kazutaka... was first in the shinigami's mind. "MINE..." He smiled... "All MINE..."

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Mismatched blue eyes flash at Prodigy, "you're not even trying."

The telekinetic grit his teeth. "I don't understand..."

"Picture your mind... yourself, the real you... and build a wall. Put a wall around everything that is important," the dark haired telepath says while tapping the center of the clone's forehead.

The clone frowned. He didn't have anything important... he wasn't supposed to. The wall... that he could do... but he didn't understand 'where' the wall was supposed to go.

/What's important... is you. They might have made you using someone else's DNA, but you are still separate from that person... you are an individual, and that makes YOU important./

"I know I'm different from him. I'm better... but... I'm not important. There are others..."

Akito sighs, and looks back up at the telekinetic with a slightly frustrated smile. For all of the kid's arrogance, he just doesn't consider himself important enough to protect... and that can be deadly when it comes down to the psychic plane. "others that are not like you, and you are different than them... which makes you special and unique in your own way, therefore, important."

"We are copies... we can be replaced." It was a lesson that had been beaten into him... literally. He wasn't special... he wasn't important beyond being one that survived, one that followed orders. They were asking him to think of himself as important for simply himself... but that didn't make any sense.

"Do you WANT them to replace you?"

He shook his head... fear rising in his midnight eyes. No... he definitely didn't want to be replaced... then he would be given over to the scientists for research... alive.

"Being given to the scientists for research... will be exceedingly painful. Do you WANT that to happen?"

He shook his head again.

"Build a wall in your mind around everything that you want to protect from that pain..."

Prodigy took a deep breath... and started again...

In his mind, the clone can feel something slipping around, and pushing against something? Pushing against his thoughts, but not really reaching them... Midnight eyes open and he looked at his instructor. "Is that?"

"Your shield," Akito replies.

"I can do it?"

"Yes, now we need to make them stronger..."

"How do I do that?" He seemed intrigued... and a little excited that he could do something right.

"You make them stronger by wanting to keep others out of your mind... when someone goes in to attack, they will push a lot harder than I did."

"By just 'wanting' it?"

"Yes... " A hand is run through dark hair as the shinigami leans back in his chair. "I'm going to push against your shields again... but harder this time. When you feel me pushing, strengthen that area. If not I will break through."

"Okay..." He seemed eager almost.

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Hazel eyes open from beneath long dark lashes and look around the room. Absentmindedly the blond shinigami notes that Schuldig isn't there. Watari is somewhat tempted to remove the shirt he is wearing, due to the tightness across the chest... Yawning, he looks down to see what is causing the restriction and sees an ample bosom instead of his normal flat chest.

"You know... that's REALLY not fair to the rest of us."

"Nani?" As soon as the word is spoken, Watari realizes how different he sounds... err, she sounds.

"YOU take a potion... and end up with those... that's really not fair." Wakaba's cheerful face appeared in Watari's field of vision.

"Maybe I made a mistake with the levels of estrogen," the scientist comments as he looks down his shirt... blushes and promptly looks back up at Wakaba.

She sighed. "I think your mistake was taking it in the first place... I got some clothes... that should fit, but they aren't exactly fashionable." She held up a sweater and pair of sweat pants.

Taking the sweats, Watari gets up and disappears into the lavatory. Reappearing moments later dressed in the clothes that would normally have been baggy on Wakaba.

The girl giggles then gestures to the other side of the room... where another bed is curtained off. "Your other patient is over there."

Pulling long blond hair back into a ponytail, Watari goes over to the curtain and takes a peek at his/her other patient. Frowning, Watari realizes that Mastermind didn't drink the full dosage that he gave him... the red head is more androgynous, not clearly female, nor is he clearly male either.

Wakaba sood at his side. "I'm thinking THIS wasn't planned?"

"He didn't drink the full dose... "

"So now what? I mean... is he a he... a she... something else?"

"Well, for the moment he can chose what he wants to be... But that will only be for the moment." Watari comments. "Since he didn't take the full dose, it can't gain a proper hold within his system... So he should be back to normal within about an hour or so."

She turned and started to walk away. "Mastermind will just LOVE that... as if we didn't have enough problems around here today. You better have a look at Hisoka too, Schuldig found him on the floor when he brought you in."

Some topical anesthetics and antibiotics are retrieved from the cabinet as well as some gauze before the shinigami goes to check on Hisoka. Watari looks the boy over and begins treating the damage that has yet to heal. Emerald eyes blink a couple times... then the small blond manages to force himself awake enough to try to focus on who was tending him. "wa... tari?"

Wrapping the last of the gauze around Hisoka's arm, Watari smiles down at the boy, "Hei?"

"What... you?" He looked confused.

"Hei?"

"You... are different..."

"How are you feeling? What happened to you? Wakaba says that Schuldig found you on the floor..."

"Yes..." Suddenly is was as if a switch had been flipped... Hisoka started to struggle to sit up. "Tsuzuki! It was Tsuzuki..."

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Slipping out of bed Tsuzuki marvels slightly at the fact that he isn't in any pain... He is also... oddly enough... completely alone. He had expected Muraki to be waiting for him... but there was no sign of his master. He made his way to the mirror on the other wall, to see if he was marred in any way. His master wouldn't like that.

No new marks mar his form... yet the crimson scars still haven't completely healed yet. Not that it really matters, Muraki said that they were to show who he belonged to, and that was a good enough explanation for him. Maybe if his master was happy with him... he would let him back out into the garden again.

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No one at the table looked happy when Hisoka finished informing them of Tsuzuki's current mental state. Most troublesome was the fact that the shinigami had in fact attacked his lover on the command of the doctor. Tatsumi adjusted his glasses, again. "Regardless of his mental faculties... the first step should be to remove him from Muraki. Ideas?"

"First thing we need to do is extract Fujimiya Aya from Muraki's care... and have her survive the experience," Nanjiro says, not looking very happy about the fact that his friends are in danger.

"Is that feasible? Without the girl becoming something like Maki? Watari?"

Watari rubs his/her temples before answering, "only if we manage to strip away any enchantments that are on the girl. Though, we don't know how she'll react to that."

Tatsumi sighed. "That doesn't sound like something that can be done while we are trying to free Tsuzuki, who may also resist, and fight Muraki who will CERTAINLY be difficult."

"From the way Hisoka spoke, we won't just be fighting Muraki... We are going to have to try and get through Tsuzuki first."

Hisoka nodded. "It... It wasn't like Tsuzuki at all... he even... 'felt' different." The blond stared at his cup of tea.

A hand is placed on the young shinigami's shoulder to comfort, "Don't worry Bon, we'll get Tsuzuki back.

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As they walk along to the remains of Nanjiro's home, Akito continues to test Prodigy's shields... every once in a while slipping past them and tickling the clone.

"Stop THAT!" The telekinetic snapped, almost flinching away.

"You don't laugh much do you?"

"Laugh? What purpose does laughing serve?" Prodigy asked, totally serious.

"It's an emotional response... and it does feel good."

"It does?"

With one swift motion, Akito reaches over giving in to his impish impulse and starts physically tickling the telekinetic. Prodigy is startled by the sound that emerges from his own mouth. He shoves the shinigami away from him, hard. "What are you doing?"

Laughing himself, the shinigami lands on the floor, "there, how did that feel?"

The clone looks bewildered. "Strange. But it didn't hurt."

"Congratulations... you were laughing."

"I was? Do people do that a lot?"

"Yup. Though, they tend to try and find a way to laugh without someone tickling them... " Akito replies from his place on the floor.

"Oh." The clone looked around. He could see where some major attempts had been made to fix up the destruction he and the template had caused.

"Hi Nagi... I'm Akito... one of Nan-kun's friends. Hey, you two really did a number in here."

The teen looked up from where he was carefully picking up pieces of glass. He looked at Prodigy for a second... then dropped his eyes back down to his task. "yes... we did..."

Akito's eyes move over to Schuldig, "and you must be Watari's lover... "

The redhead smirked. "I'm trying."

"You know, you should make your shields a little stronger... there are people that do work late."

"Sorry about that... we'll try to keep it confined to his house... it's just fun to catch him at work..."

"Yeah, the first time you did that, the entire fourth floor bought popcorn." Akito says with a smirk.

The telepath smirked. Nagi sighed and stood up to walk over to a convenient trash can and dump the glass. "Don't take off your shoes... we haven't vacuumed in here yet."

Starting to help out, Akito indicates to Prodigy that he should help too... when the indication doesn't work, he verbally informs the clone that since he helped to rip apart the place, he should help clean it up... sans powers.

Prodigy looked around. "What should I do?"

"Look around, find what is broken and can't be repaired, like furniture, and put it with the rest of the broken furniture... or you could start cleaning the things that are still intact, or you could get the books back in the bookcase... your choice, as long as you do something constructive."

Not really sure that he wasn't going to do something wrong... and then get punished for it... Prodigy hesitantly headed over for the books. He picked up a few, and started to stick them on the shelves.

"And NO you are not going to get punished for anything... just try not to let anything else break, but no one will say or do anything to you if you do break anything." Akito yells over his shoulder as he starts dealing with the table that is laying in about three different locations within the same room.

Prodigy and Nagi both jumped and Schuldig rolled his eyes. "Can I give you a hand?"

"Sure, I think one of the legs is by the overturned recliner..." Akito motions towards the area indicated. /does Nagi have his self esteem through the floor like this kid?/

/You have no idea... I've been trying for years... Prodigy at least has the idea that he's superior to Nagi. Also he's just realizing that what they did was wrong. Nags on the other hand has been beating himself up over this all night. He thinks he's solely to blame, saying the clone didn't know better. I'd like to smack some sense into both of them./

Akito rolls his eyes, /you try to get someone with no real sense of self worth to erect a shield... and i can smack them both for you... /

/No thank you./

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