Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Cocoon of Lies ❯ Forbid (Ran) ( Chapter 1 )

Cocoon of Lies (bridged version)

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters and I'm not trying to get any money, don't sue because I DON'T have any money.

Copyright: I own the story line! Don't attempt to take this before advising me… I'll haunt you and make your life really miserable. You must believe me… my muse Adonis has satanic powers

Warnings: homosexual themes, language, drugs use, non graphic sex, pseudo sex, very strong violence, OOC-ness, supernatural themes, death, (mental) bond, horror, blood and gore and everything like such.

Forbid (Ran)

I stare at Omi. God, you'd think that at least I could handle a 19-year old teenage boy. But right now I feel ridiculous staring at him, with him staring back.

The kid's giving me creeps, I've always known his eyes are unbeatable, but not in this sense…

And they call ME the death glare person.

"You will stay at home."

"No, I'll come with you."

"It's an order Bombay."

He glares at me. "You can't do that," he pouted, "that's not fair. Besides, you aren't my leader any more."

I grunt. Walking up to my room, I hear Omi call behind me, "You can't stop me Ran-Kun, I'm coming whether you like it or not!"

I decide to ignore that. Opening my bedroom door, a photo comes into my sight. It was a photo we took a few years ago, the four of us together, Yohji was lifting me off the ground. Omi and Ken were laughing their head off. I lift the picture up from the table. I hadn't even seen Yohji or Ken for 2 years. God knows where they are right now…

It's been 2 years since we separated. 2 years since I've broken up with Yohji, when I discovered he was cheating on me with Ken. To tell the truth, it hurt more than I expected, Yohji was my first crush after all. And I guess they sensed it as well. So now, Yohji and Ken are in France, studying some art stuff. I remember Ken making a joke about how Yohji didn't choose anatomy…

I turn and finger my katana. Ever since the fall of Kritiker, I never took my katana around anymore, there was no need and I have no interest of carrying a piece of metal around. Omi never carry his dart anymore either. And now since he's on his second year in collage, and Yohji isn't around anymore, so no swarms of girls attacking everyday. Aya-chan and the two of us can keep Koneko no Sume Ie going pretty easily. Indeed, Mamoe died a little more than a year ago, and we got the shop.

I hear a knock on the door, "Come in."

Aya- chan pokes her head in. "Everything ok, big bro?"

I nod briefly. Aya is going out with Omi right now. It took them 2 months to prove to me that they aren't joking around with each other. Omi promised he would slash his own throat with my katana if he ever cheated on my sister.

"Uh, I heard some noise downstairs a while ago."

"It's nothing." I assure her.

She smiles, and kisses on my cheek so quickly that when I realize what happened, she was gone.

I smile briefly to myself. I love my sister, I could never hate her. But even I can see that she's rapidly growing apart from me. As much that she's my sunshine, she's also Omi's `life', as he claimed himself. I touch the hilt of my katana, and take my hand back as if it's touched electricity.

Two years, I thought I could finally forget about the nightmares that haunted me through my life the past years. When my life was the nightmare itself. I thought washing my hands thrice a day might wipe off the bloodstains on them forever, but I'm wrong.

I won't ever forget my life as an assassin, I couldn't. I thought gravely, once an assassin, always an assassin. We could never head back, it was a one-way ticket we purchased, no matter whether it was good or bad, we are all drenched in blood… forever.