Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Broken Soul V.2 ❯ The Journal ( Chapter 1 )

Disclaimer: Don't own them…If I have to tell you then you need help…

Pairings: None at the moment but slight hints towards A/O

Notes: Major OOC but I've never seen the series and just had to go by reading fanfics and episode scripts…

"Talking"

~Thoughts~

**Flashbacks**

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Omi stared into the old video camera while smiling sadly, "December 13. Video Journal number 1. This is the first time I tried to record my journal entries on video. My last diary ran out of paper and my dad won't get me a new one so I only had a few choices on what to do. I could have given up on recording my thoughts and feelings. I could have tried to trick one of the other Weiss members into getting one for me. Or I could have started video taping my entries. The last idea is more appealing cause it gives me a chance to be able to talk to myself without feeling weird."

The boy hesitated momentarily before he took a deep breath and continued, "Maybe I should tell you something about myself? That would make sense because that's what you're supposed to do when you start a new journal yet it also seems dumb since I'm the only one who will ever watch these tapes, right? I guess I'll just explain who I am just for the heck of it. My name is Tsukiyono Omi and I was born a freak. If you haven't noticed yet then there's probably something wrong with the camera cause it's fairly obvious I'm not a normal person. I have cat ears, ya know, those big floppy things where normal human ears should be. I also have a matching cat tail, luckily both features include fur cause I think hairless animals are weird. I also have these angel wings. I don't think they look like angel wings but that's what Ken-kun calls them. Because I'm not normal, I can't go outside cause Kritiker and my father are afraid someone might take me. It's amazing my father would care at all since all I am is some sex toy for him. All he ever does is beat me or starve me or rape me…I don't tell the others because they might try to do something stupid like killing him. The only one that knows is Aya yet he promised not to tell anyone. Well, he doesn't know about the rapes but he does know about the beatings and the…"

There was a sudden tapping Omi's bedroom window and he turned away from the camera to stare before he sighed in relief. He leaned forward to turn the camera off before he crossed the room and opened the window so that the person outside was able to enter. He frowned as a wet, dripping Aya climbed through the window then onto then onto the bed just under the window sill, "Aya-Kun…you're wet."

"It was raining outside. It stopped just a few minutes ago, "The older assassin stared at the video camera before arching a brow at the blonde and he questioned "What's with the camera?"

"I'm taping my journal entries, "Omi replied while he blushed slightly.

"What happened to your old journal? Did your father steal it from you again?"

"No, it just ran out of pages so I'm experimenting with video taping my entries."

"Why don't you just have your old one replaced?"

"My dad said no and he'd find out if I tried to use his credit card again."

"You could have told me and I would have replaced it."

"Nah. I'm gonna stick with the camera. Why are you over here? I thought you would have visited your sister today."

"The roads are to slick to drive on and I can't walk all the way to the hospital. Besides, none of us has come over for a visit in a few months, it's only been for missions. Would you prefer if I left so you could finish your journal?"

"No. Its not that, I just thought you'd be visiting your sister…that's all."

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The scarlet haired assassin sighed as he entered the flower shop from the back after his visit with Omi. He felt a sense of misery as he took the stairs leading to the kitchen so that he could avoid any fan girls who had braved the cold weather to reach the shop. He had spent a few hours talking with the youngest Weiss member but he still felt like he should have stayed longer. It wasn't often that the blond was able to have visitors since his father was home quite often and it wasn't fair that he had to stay inside.

He was about to enter his room when he heard a voice come from down the hall, "Aya?"

Aya turned and frowned as Youji climbed the stair, "Yes?"

"Did you visit Omi without bringing Ken and me along?"

"Yes."

"You should have waited until all our shifts were over so that we could have all visited him."

"His father could have been home. It's safer for one quiet person to visit than it is for one quiet person and two noisy ones to visit."

"We wanted to visit the chibi, too. He's our friend as much as he is yours."

"You can visit him any night this week. His father's going out of town on a business trip and Omi will be home alone all week."

"Are you going to see him again or is it just going to be Ken and me?"

"Hn, "Aya replied before he opened the door and went into his room with answering the play-boy. He closed the door before he walked over and laid down on his bed, all of his thoughts were on Omi. ~Why was their blood on some of his clothing? It wasn't on his mission outfits but his normal clothes…could his father be…no…Omi wouldn't let that happen. He'd tell me if Reiji was doing that to him…wouldn't he?~

**Flashback ((Ran's POV))**

"I'll be back in a second, Aya-kun. I'm just going to get a glass of water from down stairs. Do you want anything?"

"No. I'm not thirsty."

"Ok. I'll be right back."

I glanced around his room before I noticed his closet was open. I don't know why I was so curious but I had to check to see what was in there. I was shocked to see the condition of some of his clothes. There was blood on some of his shirts and shorts, there was also a few whitish stains. I had a few suspicions of what the white stains could have been but I ignored my thoughts for the moment as I moved away from the closet and sat down on Omi's bed.

**End Flashback**

As Aya laid down in his room he thought of what he had seen earlier while his heart beat with fury. He knew that Reiji had sometimes beat or starved the blond because the younger assassin had told him but he now had suspicions that maybe there was more to the story. He rolled over so that his back was to the door and he drifted off into uneasy dreams about Omi.

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"I think you're right. He rarely talks to the rest of us yet he always spends hours with Omi whenever he visits the kid by himself, "Ken murmured as he talked quietly with Youji, the two kept their voices down because they were afraid that Aya might hear them.

"How do you think the chibi feels about him?" Youji asked.

"I don't know. He doesn't seem to treat Aya any different than he treats us. He's pretty much warm towards all of us."

"I don't know. Maybe you're right but at times it seems like he prefers the Ice Prince compared than to us."

Ken laughed before he replied, "Maybe Omi can actually melt that cold heart of Aya's."

Youji didn't answer as he stared pass Ken and toward a rather angry looking Aya who was standing at the kitchen doorway, "Uhh…Ken?"

"Yeah?"

"Aya's right behind you?"

Ken whirled around before he stared with fear at the furious glare of the Weiss leader and he cringed before he tried to look innocent, "Hey, Aya."

"This isn't the first time I have heard you two talk about Omi and me. What are you thinking?" Aya questioned while he glared at the other two assassins and he crossed his arms as he waited for an answer.

"We…umm…just thought that maybe…you…umm…have feelings for Omi?" Youji stammered before he backed away toward the back door.

"Why would you have such a ridiculous idea?" Aya growled with anger.

"You're right…the whole idea is stupid…Youji and me will just drop the subject…ok?" Ken pleaded as he also backed toward the back door. The blond and brunette assassins cringed in fear as their icy leader narrowed his eyes. They stayed like that for a few minutes before the red head stormed silently out of the room with no further discussion.