Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Appeal ❯ yohji and stale bread ( Chapter 16 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Disclaimer: I don't own
 
KD: if Yotan isn't your muse, why are you so grumpy when I borrow him? And what can I say Yotan's friendly, everyone including Nagi wants to be his friend *awww*
 
Bly: mostly follow-able means that I am not going to fix it unless I get some serious complaints :P
 
Dp: 40 chapters means more for me to read and can you tell I have a sweet tooth?
 
Dimonyo: I promise that this chapter halfheartedly starts answering your questions, but the next chapter does for a fact. And its written already, I was just too lazy to edit, so when I do that all your answers will be questioned. Scratch that reverse (Willy Wonka)
 
 
Chapter 16.
 
 
Nagi led Yohji to a nearby park; it was his favourite place to sit and watch people pass by, ordinary people with ordinary thoughts and ordinary dreams, people not like him.
 
He sat on the bench and waited expectedly for Yohji to join him.
 
Yohji didn't.
 
Instead the wire wielding assassin looked around, and then offered him a hand, “Let's go by the lake instead.”
 
Nagi stared at the man in confusion, wasn't he dying of curiosity?
 
“You come here to get away from it all, right? Simple and ordinary people with their simple and ordinary lives right?”
 
Nagi nodded.
 
“Well what's more simple and ordinary than ducks. Let's go feed the ducks.”
 
Nagi stared at Yohji as if he was crazy but in the end succumbed to his will and followed the man to the lake, further into the park. For the whole twenty minute walk Yohji whistled a tune that was vaguely familiar; it was something from that show with the nanny and the umbrella and penguins*. How old was Kudoh anyway?
 
Kudoh bought him a bag of bird food (read stale bread) and then bought one for himself. Nagi tended to think of Weiss as being exactly like Schwarz except with a fake holier than thou attitude, but he realised that Kudoh was nothing like his Schwarz counterpart. Schuldig would never have thought to feed the birds, or if he had he would have tortured the ducks by throwing the food as far as possible or only pretend to throw the food.
 
“How much do you know about physics?”
 
“Absolutely nothing.” Nagi couldn't believe Kudoh was grinning as if he had just admitted to something of which he could be proud. Wasn't Physics mandatory in secondary school when he was growing up?
 
So explaining everything in terms of the physics of waves was not an option.
 
“You need a nickname I'm thinking either Nagikins or Omi-opp as in Omi-opposite.” Nagi glared. “Oh don't worry you can call me Yohji.”
 
As if that was the issue. Nagi absentmindedly threw a piece of bread into the lake and watched the ducks fight over it. Hmm, he could use this.
 
“No opinion? Okay I like Nagikins with Omi-opp as an alternative. By the way how are you not on a sugar high?”
 
“I have high insulin levels. Now listen Balinese.”
 
“Uh-uh I told you to call me Yohji.”
 
Nagi rolled his eyes, “Listen you are this piece of bread here okay? Now watch what happens.”
 
Nagi threw the bread into the lake and watched Yohji watching the ensuing squabble that occurred amongst the ducks.
 
“Did you see what happened?”
 
“Yeah a duck ate it.”
 
Nagi threw a piece of bread at Yohji, “Pay more attention than that.”
 
“Alright, alright Nagikins.”
 
Nagi threw another piece of bread at the ducks. Yohji watched more intently.
 
“So I'm the bread huh? Then the ducks are what Aya, Ken and Schu?”
 
“Schu?”
 
“Schuldig was too long.”
 
“But Nagikins isn't? Never mind, well it was more like the black ducks are Schuldig and the others, people with talent. And the brown speckled ducks are other normal people.”
 
Nagi threw another piece of bread so that Yohji could see.
 
“Okay so the black ducks are reacting stronger to the bread, to me, than the brown ducks.”
 
“Yes.”
 
“Why? I don't get it what are they reacting to? And why aren't you or Omi or chan reacting?”
 
“Chan? Who's that? Well Omi or I aren't reacting in part because we're like those ducks over there.”
 
“The baby ducks?”
 
“I prefer to think of them as ducks that haven't fully matured.”
 
“So baby ducks then.”
 
Nagi's jaw clenched, Yohji let out a peal of laughter he had that effect on people.
 
There was silence for a while as Nagi slowly unclenched his jaw, and fought the urge to introduce Yohji real close and personal to the lake.
 
Yohji smirked and then slowly the expression faded; Yohji let his mask drop and showed his true face which was worried. “Nagi, what's happening to me?”
 
 
* I don't own this either.