Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ a little understanding please ❯ chapter 2 ( Chapter 3 )

A/N: I finally managed to think of an appropriate title. I also changed the rating. Sorry this chapter took too long to take. Curse final examinations. I'm not allowed to touch the computer for a week. But anyway, here's the next chapter...

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Chapter 2

Ken POV

"So Ken-Ken, how is the kid?"

"He'll be fine, Yohji. No need to worry. Why d'you ask?"

"Hmm..."

"What are you thinking, Yohji?"

"What am I thinking? WHAT AM I THINKING? What are YOU thinking when you took him with us?", Yohji fumed.

"Lower your voice Yohji, we're in the hospital. Anyway, Aya said.."

"What Aya said doesn't matter. You do realize that this is a Takatori we're talking about. Or have you forgotten that Aya HATES the Takatoris. This kid is no exception."

"Oh! I never realized that."

"So what are you going to do now Ken-ken?", Yohji asked, seeming to have calmed down now.

"I don't know. And stop calling me Ken-Ken, will ya?

"Lighten up Ken-Ken. Anyway, we just need to stay him away from Aya."

"And how exactly do we do that?"

"Don't know." Yohji shrugged. He reached for his packet of cigarettes stationed beside him. He was about to light one when a nurse came.

"This is a no smoking area, sir." The nurse said. Yohji quickly withdrew the cigarette he was about to light.

"The patient you brought him is starting to stir."

"Can we see him?" I asked.

"Yes sir. Room 217." After saying that, the nurse walked away.

"Come on Ken-Ken. Let's see the kid."

I glared at Yohji for the nth time that day for him using the pet name he made for me but I followed him nevertheless.

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It seems like an eternity but we finally made it to the kid's room. Wanna know why? Well... Yohji here, the eternal playboy that he is, decided that it was his calling in life to help those in need (mostly girls) so when he saw this girl sitting in the waiting room, crying, what he did didn't surprise me one bit. He went straight to the girl and comforted her. Little did he know that his damsel in distress already has a prince charming. What a shock for Yohji. He left with me grumbling. I left with him laughing. After that, we strolled several corridors but were unable to find Room 217. Kritiker hospitals are big but this is absurd. We should be able to find it in no time. Then, our saviour came: the nurse from before.

"What are you doing here, sirs? I thought you we're going to see the patient in Room 217." The nurse inquired, eyeing us suspiciously.

"We are, but my friend here has no sense of direction whatsoever." Yohji said, pointing at me.

"I do not."

"In short, you're lost." She said, a hint of smile on her stern face. "You should have told me that you don't know the way in the beginning. Follow me, then."

We followed her corridors through corridors until we came back where we started. She led us to a hallway we haven't notice before.

"Here we are, Room 217. Try not to get yourself lost next time, okay?" After okaying it, she left us.

So here we stood, outside the kid's room. We were just about to open the kid's room when we heard laughter echoing through the other room. We opened the door and were stunned at the sight that greeted us.

Mr. Aya "Ice Queen No Feeling and I Hate The Takatoris" Fujimiya is apparently talking to the kid. Not in three word sentences, mind you. That can't be possible now, can it? This just isn't right. Fujimiya plus Takatori is not right. Definitely not right. But here it is, the impossible has happened.

"Ohayo!" The kid said, apparently noticing us standing in the doorway. "Com ein."

So, we came in.

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Three weeks have passed since the day we found Mamoru. It came a shock to us when he told us that he really is a Takatori. Reiji Takatori's youngest son. We didn't know how Aya would take it, but he just nods.

Two weeks have passed since Mamoru have been discharged from the hospital and taken to a safehouse. And now this...

The door chime rang followed by the entrance of Manx. We served our final customers then closed the shop. We followed Manx to the mission room, not expecting the objectives of our newest mission.

"Guys..." she started. "You have a new mission." She handed the tape to Yohji who played it in the VCR. Persia's face appeared.

"Me of Weiss, this mission is not an order but a favor."

This startled Weiss, for Persia never ask favors, he just gives orders. And this favor was not what they expect.