Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Alternate Yesterday ❯ A New Mission ( Chapter 7 )

[ P - Pre-Teen ]

(Author's Note): The Weiss boys make an appearance in this chapter but the POV is mostly Ken-kun's and Mamoru's. So all you Ken and Omi fans enjoy; oh and FYI there is going to be a cameo from a lesser seen Weiss Kreuz character in this chapter, so keep your eyes out or you might miss her. Enjoy! ^_^


Disclaimer: I don't own Weiss Kreuz, but you knew that already.

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Chapter 7: A New Mission



Despite the fact that he had known June for almost four years, she still had the ability to surprise him. Mamoru had spent the better part of their lunch hour explaining the specifics of his and his mother's past to her and this resulted in a blubbering and crying mess of a girl at the end of it all.




Honestly, he didn't think June would become so worked up by his situation in the way she did. He figured she would be angry at him for keeping such secrets from her for so long, but to his utter surprise she not only wasn't mad at him but was balling like baby all over him.



Oh god Mamoru, if you just had told me all this long ago I never would have asked you about your past repeatedly, June muttered between sobs, as Mamoru handed her a napkin from his lunch so she could wipe her eyes for the millionth time in the past hour.



It OK really, I'm just glad you don't hate me now or anything... Mamoru said as he rubbed comforting circles on her back to calm her down. He had never seen her so upset before, and watching her cry as she was made him feel horrible for even telling her, but at the same time he was glad he hadn't lost her friendship.



Secretly, it had always been a deep and dark fear of his that she or anyone else who ever found out that he was related to the Taketori's might fear or hate him. June's reaction, while sad and a bit melodramatic in a way, made Mamoru glad she was his friend and that she was so understanding.









Ken had just finished up cleaning the flower stems and petals of off the table that Aya used for making arrangements, when Yohji flopped down in the chair beside the table with a disgruntled sigh.



Man this mission is really cramping my style, I was able to score a hot date with this totally sizzling babe just now, and Aya had to go and ruin it by telling her I had to work late. Seriously the ice princess needs to lighten up a little, he's going to go gray before he reaches 25 at this rate. With that said Yohji laid this head down on the table and proceeded to fall asleep instead of helping with the clean up.



Ken was about to yell at the lanky blonde for his laziness when the before mentioned ice princess came in and locked eyes with him, successfully halting any previous thoughts of retaliation on Ken's part.



You have a visitor, and make it quick, the school just let out for the day and we need to keep our eyes out for Taketori's kid. With that said Aya walked past Ken to the kitchen of the trailer to get a bottled water from the refrigerator.



Walking outside the first thing Ken noticed was that the place was swarming with school girls whom had previously been absent a few minutes ago, when he had been ordered by Aya to clean the arrangement table. Aya was right, school had let out and now they were over run, how was he supposed to find anyone in this mess. Ken was about to turn around and flee for the safety of the trailer, when a suspiciously familiar voice spoke from behind him.



Turning around Ken came face to face with the brunette girl that he recognized as a friend who had been with Mamoru earlier in the day, when he had stopped at the shop to buy flowers for his mother. She smiled up at him and the first words out of her mouth were not for him but for the throngs of girls currently suffocating him.



BACK, BACK YOU HARPIES, THIS ONE'S MINE, GET YOUR OWN FLORIST!!!!



June practically plowed through the girls around Ken as she led him quite physically by his arm over to a display of roses where they could talk. At the same time Aya had decided to grace the throngs of love sick teens with his presence, and quite quickly became a new target for their interest, much to Ken's relief.



Looking down at the brunette who was still physically attached to his arm he decided to ask her were Mamoru was. Actually he's the reason I'm here, he had to go straight home and I came to get the flowers he bought. I can give them to him tomorrow when I see him before school.



Ken felt himself panic momentarily, Mamoru wasn't coming, how was he and the others supposed to find out where the boy lived if he sent his friend to pick up the flowers for him. Suddenly as if lightning struck Ken had an idea.



Say um uh...Oh yah, June... at this she giggled at Ken's incapability to remember her name; since you were not going to see your friend until tomorrow anyway, why don't you let me deliver the flowers for you instead. I mean it's part of our service as florists after all.



June looked skeptical for a moment before she asked, it won't cost extra will it, because I don't want to cause an additional expense for Mamo-chan when I can just take the flowers with me now.



Ken smirked at his own cleverness, normally it would cost extra for a delivery but since they needed to know where the kid and his mother lived, he doubted that Aya would care about the added expense as long as he was able to get the information.



After assuring June that it was a free delivery she relented and wrote down Mamoru's address on a piece of notebook paper and handed it to him. She seemed kind of reluctant to give out the information which made Ken curious. She also made him promise that he would be the one to deliver the flowers and no one else. June knew that Ken and Mamoru had hit it off earlier in the day, and that her friend would be less upset with her for giving out his address if it was Ken who showed up at his doorstep.



With that taken care of, June's one track guy-radar spotted Yohji coming out of the trailer and had locked on. Smiling and winking at Ken she made a b-line for the now terrified blond before he could turn around and reclaim the safety of the trailer.










Ken smiled as he loaded the freesia flowers onto his motorcycle with the address in hand, he headed out into the busy late day traffic of the city of Kyoto. He had been correct about Aya's reaction to the idea of delivering the flowers to Mamoru. Now he had to live up to his promise to June and more importantly to the mission, he had to identify the location of Taketori Mamoru.










The train ride across the city had gone by in a blur as Mamoru's mind swam with thoughts about how he was going to tell his mother about what he had found on the disk, and that his father was in the city, along with the possibility of him finding them, and the possibility that they might have to move again. Originally Mamoru had planned on stopping by the flower shop with June after class. Not only to pick up the flowers he had bought but just to see Ken again. Mamoru wasn't used to befriending someone so quickly, except for June which was an exception, he didn't have to many close friends, he had learned long ago not to get to close to people, in case he had to move on, it just hurt to much to leave friends behind every time he and his mother had to run.



Mamoru didn't want to leave the city or his friend June, he was happy here and had a good life, the thought of starting over again was not only terrifying but deeply depressing. His increasingly dismal train of thought came to a stop as he reached the diner his mother worked at. He had decided to travel half way across the city to see his mother in person, the news he had wasn't something he wanted to tell her over the phone, and waiting until she got off of work was not an option either; well here goes everything... sighing at his fate Mamoru pushed open the double glass doors and entered the restaurant.



Entering the dinner Mamoru was met by the clattering of cheep dishes and the chatter of patrons unwinding from a hectic day over hot coffee and good food. The waitresses who worked with his mother immediately recognized the cutie when they saw him and Mamoru had to work his way through the usual hurricane of pinched cheeks and hands ruffling his blond locks; exclamations of hey cutie and how are you doing sugar met his ears as he smiled his best for his mother's friends and coworkers. Making his way to the counter to speak to the owner and his mother's best friend Mamoe, who was a kind older woman who had run the restaurant with her husband before his death and who now ran it with the help of her friends and employees.



Hi honey how are you, its been a while young man. Mamoe smiled at the sweet boy who she saw as her own grandson since her husband and herself had never had children of their own, so she had instantly taken in the small boy and his mother when they had moved to the area.



Smiling brilliantly for the plump older woman, Mamoru took a seat on a stool by the counter. Mamoe was the closest thing to a grandparent that he had ever had, and he always felt comfortable in her presence. He could tell she loved not only him but cared deeply for his mother as if she was her own daughter, this had made it easy to trust and accept such a tight family like relationship from a woman who had been all but a stranger to him over 2 years ago.



The restaurant that Mamoe owned was a 1950's Americana dinner that had quickly become a trendy place that both the old and young tended to frequent on a regular basis. She had opened the restaurant years ago when she and her husband had retired from their careers for a more quiet existence, but after her husband's death she had contemplated selling the restaurant until Kikuno had come along and had helped the kind old woman run the establishment on her own. With the presence of the young woman and her child the older woman had been given a new purpose and someone to care for. This seemed the best medicine for her aching heart, and since then the restaurant and the small threesome family had flourished.



Hi Momoe is my mom here anywhere I need to talk to her?



The older woman smiled as she turned to get the boy some cherry pie and a cup of coffee, placing the food in front of Mamoru she said, yes she's here and on break, I can go get her for you, but while I do that you eat this, honestly Mamoru your too thin, we need to get some more meat on those bones of yours. Blushing at the older woman's friendly banter Mamoru took the offered coffee and busied himself with adding sugar to it.



Mamoru's wandering thoughts were halted by the emergence of his mother from the kitchen door. The exited glow that seemed to radiate off her and the brilliance of her smile immediately had him wondering what had happened to put his mother in such a good mood.



Oh Mamoru sweet heart I'm so happy your here, I was going to call you when you got home, but this is much better. Beaming she hugged her son close and Mamoru could practically feel her trembling with excitement.



Oh honey it's so wonderful , you know that raise I was hoping to get? At Mamoru's hesitant nod she practically squealed as she continued, I got it! Not only did I get a substantial pay raise but I am going to be the new manager that Mamoe needs to replace the one she had who left. Oh we can do so much with the extra money, save for your college education, possibly get a larger apartment... While Kikuno continued to ramble on about their good fortune Mamoru's head was spinning.



Oh gods how am I going to tell her about father, she'll be heart broken if we have to leave the city, and Momoe, mother would hate to walk out on such a kind lady.



Mamoru honey are you OK, your as white as a sheet... Kikuno's exited features turned to a worried frown as she become aware of her son's reaction, or lack of one to her news. Shaking his shoulders caused the glazed and almost lost look in Mamoru's eyes to suddenly snap back to clarity as he fixed his gaze on his mother and gave her a reassuring smile.



That's great mom, you work so hard and deserve this, it's wonderful. In his mind Mamoru had come to a clear and definite decision, 'I am not telling her about dad, not now that she is so happy, I can't ruin this for her. Maybe there is a way I can protect us both from him; I mean it's not like he knows where we are exactly, maybe I can lead him away from Kyoto or something. It's not fair for her or me to have to keep leaving and starting over, this has to end once and for all, one way or another.'



With that thought Mamoru came back to himself just in time to hear his mother say she wanted to celebrate by going out to dinner after her shift ended. Mamoru nodded his consent telling her that he had only stopped by for a snack. 'Ugh, what a lame excuse, I came half way across the city just for pie and coffee!' Finishing the coffee he waved to Kikuno as she returned to work and turned to the pie lying on the counter in front of him and starting devouring it while his thoughts buzzed with a new purpose, a new mission if you could call it that, to keep his father from finding them.










Looking at the address in his hand for the zillionth time since he had set out Ken's gaze lifted from the notebook paper to the apartment across the street from where he was parked. He had ended up needing directions from a gas station attendant when he had found himself lost in the busy traffic of Kyoto, and he had come to a realization that his own unfamiliarity with the streets of this city was defiantly a problem. Finally he had found the place, he just hoped that he would be able to find it again if the need arose.



Sighing at his own lack of direction Ken turned off the engine to his motorcycle and removed the helmet. Turning to the potted freesias he had brought Ken checked to make sure Mamoru's flowers had survived the journey relatively intact.



Ken looked at the numbers on the apartment door in front of him, 'yup this is the place, the name on the mailbox isn't Taketori but I seriously doubt that his wife would be fool enough to use that name if she's trying to avoid him.' After knocking on the door for almost 5 minutes he came to the monumental conclusion that nobody was home.



Thankful for his skills as an assassin, Ken didn't have any trouble picking the lock to the door. Normally if this was typical delivery he would just leave the flowers or come back later, but this delivery was anything but typical. Ken knew he had to make sure he had the right location or Aya would have his head.



The click of the lock told Ken that he was successful and he quickly slipped inside before anyone could catch him in the act. His initial perusal of the apartment didn't really distinguish it from any other family home, and Ken was beginning to wonder if he had the wrong place. That was until he came to several photographs on the hallway wall, one was a baby picture that immediately caught his attention. The child may have been small, only 2 or 3 years old but the face and those amazing eyes, Ken recognized them right off as belonging to an adorable baby Mamoru.



Smiling at the picture and the knowledge that his search was successful Ken turned to another picture farther down and noticed it was more recent, possibly only a few years old. In it a smiling Mamoru was being hugged by a woman that Ken could only describe as stunning, immediately he understood where the boy had acquired his good looks from. The woman had to be Kikuno, Reiji Taketori's wife.



Looking down at the freesias that were still in his hands Ken contemplated just leaving the flowers and going, but simple nagging curiosity prevented that wise decision. That same nagging curiosity led Ken to the end of the hallway and to two bedrooms. One was obviously Kikuno's and he ignored it, the other one with the door open allowed Ken to get a glimpse of the domain belonging to the one person who held Ken's immediate interest.



After setting the freesia plant down on a desk next to the computer Ken took in the lay out of the room, until his eyes caught sight of another famed photograph on a table by the bed. In it he saw the smiling face of the girl he had already met twice, June. In her arms she hugged an equally smiling Mamoru. The photo made Ken feel an emotion that caught him by surprise, 'am I jealous?' Shaking his head as if to dispel such a ridicules thought Ken decided that is was indeed time to leave, when he heard a sound that chilled him to the bone, the sound of the front door closing and the shuffling noises of another person.



Moving quickly Ken dove for the window and opened it, ready to leap out onto the street below and make his getaway, until he remembered that he was five stories up, 'scratch that idea.' Hearing footsteps in the hallway headed his way, Ken did the only thing he could, he hid in the closet, as cliché as that was.










The entire train ride back across Kyoto went by in a dizzying blur as Mamoru tried to organize his thoughts and decide what to tell June. He wasn't even sure if he should get her involved with his problems, but she already knew about his father and the disk, and she would not accept no as an answer if he asked her not to get involved.



After the train came to a screeching halt Mamoru took off down the street running the last two blocks home, his mind already made up to e-mail June and tell her what his mother had hold him along with getting her advise on the situation. This was the best he could do right now until he read through the decoded information on the disk and came up with a real plan.



As he walked up to the apartment complex where he and his mother had lived for the past two years Mamoru chanced to look across the street and cought view of a magnificent looking motorcycle parked nearby. Stopping to admire such a wonderful looking bike, he momentarily forgot about his immediate problems as he let his thoughts drift to the hope that one day he could ride or maybe even own such a nice motorcycle.



The apartment was quite as usual when Mamoru entered and placed the day's mail on a side table. He went immediately to the refrigerator for something to drink, and removed a bottle of water to quench the thirst his little run had created. After leaving his school bag on the kitchen table he headed down the hall to his room, deciding to e-mail June right away before he started pouring over all the data on the disk.



Only after he had entered his room and turn on his computer did a gentle breeze that ruffled his hair as he passed the window cause him to pause in his actions and regard the open window. 'Why it that open, I always close it before I leave and mom would never leave it open, she's to afraid of someone sneaking in...' his eyes widened at that thought as he noticed the potted freesia flowers sitting innocently on his desk as if they had always belonged there.



'Oh my god how did that get here, I asked June to pick those flowers up but she was going to bring them with her tomorrow and she doesn't have a key!' Slowly backing away from the plant and his desk Mamoru had decided he didn't want to be here by himself anymore, as thoughts of burglars or possibly even his father began to cloud his mind.



Allowing the bottle of water to slip through his finders onto the floor where it emptied its contents onto the rug Mamoru was so lost in his anxious thoughts that more than just surprise registered when a strong muscular arm enclosed his waist and a hand covered his mouth successfully blocking the shocked yell that sprang fourth.



Initial surprise changed quickly into blind fear and panic as Mamoru's mind screamed with the thoughts of 'no I was too late, father's already found us, I should have told mom, oh gods she doesn't know I have to warn her!' Fear and panic then transformed into determination brought by his need to warn Kikuno and the strength to fight back that had initially fled his body returned with new vigor as Mamoru fought against his attacker with every ounce of force he had.



His twisting and turning and flailing limbs suddenly went limp when a startlingly familiar voice spoke in a hushed tone into Mamoru's ear, pleading with him to calm down and stop his struggle.










Ken sighed in relief as the struggling boy in his arms suddenly stilled and turned his head toward him, wide eyes peering up at him through ruffled blond bangs. Ken had to keep himself from laughing out loud at the adorably shocked look on Mamoru's face. Quickly remembering that he was still holding the boy Ken let him go and watched for the reaction which he knew he would be getting.



K-ken what are you doing here? Mamoru couldn't think straight, his mind was swirling as the previous terror he had felt dissipated as an embarrassing blush tinted his cheeks as his skin tingled from where the florist had previously held him. Rational thoughts such as how in the hell did Ken get into his room let alone the apartment, and how did Ken even know where he lived, tried to intrude on his more pleasant thoughts but ultimately they would not be squashed.



Um hi Ken-kun I'm glad to see you again and all that but how did you get in here?



Noticing the boy's blush and his surprise Ken decided that a half truth would be the best option in this situation. Your friend June stopped by the flower shop after school and asked for these flowers... with this explanation he pointed at the freesias that still sat on the desk where he had foolishly left them. Ken really hoped that Mamoru would buy the lame flower delivery excuse that he was giving him, because he couldn't tell him why he really was there, but at the same time for some reason Ken didn't want the boy angry with him for breaking in.



Ken mentally kicking himself for being so stupid, he knew he should have left after seeing those pictures in the hallway. I told your friend I would deliver the flowers for her so she gave me your address and I came here but nobody was home. Ken grinned hoping Mamoru would believe him.



One pale bond eyebrow rose in question as Mamoru took in what he had been told. He didn't like the fact that June had given out his address but at the same time he was thrilled that Ken had gone out of his way to deliver the flowers, this helped to soften the tide of emotions raging within him.



That was awful nice of you Ken-kun but how did you get in, the door was locked and even though my window is open its five stories up?



Grimacing at the question and looking over at the still open window, Ken's brain suddenly decided to take a vacation. Oh yah that well you see, well um, uh yah sorry about that, I erm uh... Ken scratched the back of his head grinning as he tried to come up with an explanation for breaking into the apartment other then his mission for Weiss.



Smiling at the florist's obvious nervousness and embarrassment, Mamoru let the rational part of his mind which was suspicious about the alleged break-in be momentarily squashed by his relief that it was indeed Ken in front of him and not his father. Bending down to retrieve the now nearly empty water bottle and avoiding the wet carpet he sighed and grabbed the distracted florist by his wrist, leading them both out of his bedroom and into the kitchen.



Ken himself was surprised by Mamoru's calm behavior considering the situation and aloud the teen to lead him out of the room to the kitchen, where he was told to take a seat at the table.



OK, Mamoru sighed as he plopped down in a seat opposite of the brunette. I'm willing to pretend that I didn't find you hiding in my room, and I won't call the police and report the break in.



At this exclamation Ken was again floored by the maturity the boy was showing, but that strange calm and composed appearance was contradicted when Ken locked eyes with the no longer warm and friendly cerulean gaze, but eyes that were now ice cold and hard as stone.



...but that is only if you tell me the real reason you are here Ken, and don't you dare tell me that it has anything to do with delivering flowers.



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TBC


I plan on some Swartz action in the next chapter, and will Ken spill the beans to Mamoru about why he was really there? You'll just have to keep your eyes out for my next chapter and I hope you enjoyed, please review it makes me smile. ^_^