Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Appeal ❯ f%^$ ( Chapter 1 )

A/N: No I haven't finished with my other fic, I just got this one stuck in my head.

Yes, so far there's a higher fiction rating than needed, but I need to cover my butt since I haven't planned out my stories fully (i.e. not at all).

Sorry ahead of time for bad grammar, but this was just to get the story out of my head, will go back later and fix grammar.

 

Oops forgot to mention (and this will serve for the rest of this fic):

Disclaimer: Weiss Kreuz is owned by Project Weiss, Koyasu Takehito and possibly other people, but not me.

 

 

Chapter 1

 

“Welcome back Yohji-kun.”

 

Yohji never turned his head, instead ignored all the fan girls in the shop, Omi, Ken and Aya and went straight upstairs into their living quarters.

 

“He looks worried.”

 

Aya looked up for the first time.

 

“Yea Ken-kun. Hey Aya-kun didn't he have his doctor's visit today?”

 

“Maybe he found out he had a STD.”

 

Aya glared at Ken.

 

“Gomen Aya, I was just joking.”

 

“Psychologist.”

 

“What?”

 

“He had his psych meeting today, not doctor.”

 

Aya turned to Omi and silently communicated something to him. Omi nodded. Aya took off his apron and hung it up in the back before going upstairs.

 

Ken stood looking at the two assassins' silent conversation. How the hell did you have conversation without speech anyway? Aya and Omi could do meaningful glances, Aya could raise one eyebrow, Yohji could smirk, Omi was really good with his puppy-dog eyes…what the hell did he have anyway? Nothing. Ken shrugged and dismissed the thought to dwell on it another time.

 

 

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Aya knocked on Yohji's door, and without waiting for a reply strode right in. He found Yohji huddled on his bed, trying to cram his lanky body in as small a place as possible. Aya walked towards the bed, and sat at the edge.

 

“Yohji? Yohji what's wrong?”

 

Since Aya's sister had woken up, and for some totally bizarre reason not only accepted what Aya and his team-mates did for a living, but thought it cool, the man had decided to be Mr. Sensitive.

 

“Buzz off Aya. I don't want to talk about it.”

 

“Too bad Yohji, what's eating you?”

 

Not to say that Aya was suddenly super nice or anything, he was just aware of how people felt.

 

“Screw you Aya, and get the hell out of my room.”

 

“If you hadn't wanted me here, you'd have locked the door.”

 

True, to some extent. Bastard.

 

“I'll sic Aya and Omi on you.”

 

God, it was confusing as hell having two Ayas but Aya-the-female, henceforth known as `chan' by everyone in the flower shop, thought it was cool that her brother was delivering justice in her name, so Aya-the-male kept the name. He naturally called her Aya, and she often called him Aya too. Yohji was convinced there were quite a few screws loose in both the Fujimiyas.

 

Yohji sighed and tried once more, a last ditch effort, “Go away.”

 

“No.”

 

“Ugh.”

 

Aya sat staring at Yohji's back for a few minutes wondering how long it would take before his presence annoyed the hell out of Yohji, and the blonde-brunette would begin to speak. Aya had never been able to figure out the colour of Yohji's hair, in some lights it looked almost honey blonde, others it looked oaken brown. Aya shrugged, now wasn't the time for such thoughts, well actually it would have been if Yohji hadn't decide to mumble something right then.

 

“What?”

 

Yohji turned, but didn't look at him staring instead at the blanket that he was curled up in, and that his fingers were now scrunching. “I think I'm going to be retired.”

 

“What?” There wasn't a retirement plan for Weiss from Kritiker, employees only left in a casket. “Explain Yohji.”

 

“I've been blacking out for a few weeks now; I'd wake up and then suddenly come to myself. None of you noticed anything, but I'd have no memories of what had happened. I assumed I hadn't fainted, 'cuz you guys would have noticed that, but I'd haven't a clue about what went on. I stopped going out at night, it was too dangerous I don't know who I'd end up with you know? I thought maybe I was a bit stressed and that my body needed to relax, I stopped drinking, didn't smoke as much but it kept happening, maybe twice a week. I started to panic. I didn't want to go on missions.”

 

“Hn. How long has this been going on Yohji?”

 

“Started about two months ago.”

 

Aya quelled the urge to strangle the idiotic Kudoh who had told his team-mates nothing.

 

“What happened today?”

 

“I blacked out when I was at the Kritiker psychologist/psychiatrist whatever, and they noticed.”

 

“F^*&.”