Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Conspircy ❯ A Visit ( Chapter 1 )

CONSPIRACY

Disclaimer: I do not own Takatori Mamoru, Kritiker and any characters from Weiss Side B, they are all property of Takehito Koyasu and Marine Entertainment. I'm only borrowing them for the purpose of writing fanfiction, so don't sue me.

Weiss Krypton Side B. Tsukiyono Omi became Persia--the new head of Kritiker. Fujimiya Ran and Hidaka Ken left Kritiker and joined an England-based organisation, known as Krypton Brand Side B. Mamoru was suspicious of Krypton Brand's intention in the society and went to England to have a confrontation with Richard Krypton. Little did Mamoru know, Richard was up to something he would never forget. Bastardisation of Richard Krypton though I don't know how he's character is like. Yaoi, rape, slash, torture. NC-17

Pairing: Richard Krypton/Takatori Mamoru

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Strong snow blew across the night street of London when a black limousine paused outside a century old tall building, known commonly as a five star hotel that only the rich and powerful would go for. A small group of men in suits were already there, expecting the arrival of some important visitor. A man reached forward to open the passenger door. A tall man in the middle of the group in late forties or fifties walked forward to receive his foreign guest from Japan.

"Welcome to London, Mr. Takatori."

A young man in his late teens stepped out of the vehicle, he would have been young enough to be the son of the host he was meeting tonight. His beautiful crystal blue eyes were filled with expressions that no one could tell.

The teenager was Takatori Mamoru- the heir of Kritiker and Takatori political empire. It had been a year since his grandfather-Takatori Saijou acknowledged his identity and retook him back into the family clan. He was now eighteen years old. Despite short period of designation as Persia, a position formerly role of his father-Takatori Shuichi, he had began adapting to his new position well.

"Thank you for seeing me in the cold winter night, Mr. Krypton." Mamoru replied. `And hopefully, you do not read my mind like what Schuldig can do.' He added silently to himself.

It had been three months since Fujimiya Aya and Hidaka Ken left Kritiker to join Krypton Brand to pursue their role of not killing for Takatori clan. Every night, Mamoru missed the times of their old days with Kudo Yoji as the four assassinators of Weiss Kreuz. He could only wear a mask of smile, praying for their happiness as he watched them left, one by one, his hollowness became more intense as their figures disappeared among the crowd. The only remains of their past was the photo frame which he carried by his side all the time.

Mamoru's concern for his two friends became more intense as he began got into researches about Krypton Brand's organisation. When he thought Aya and Ken would be happy in the organisation, he came across an unexpected discovery that Krypton Brand was directly involved in the abducting and training of innocent children to become assassinators.

This was the motive why he visited Richard Krypton. He had kept the discovery in secrecy from Takatori Saijou and Richard Krypton so that he could carry out the investigation more easily.

"A penny for your thoughts, Mr. Takatori?" Richard Krypton asked in the privacy of the president suite where a spread of dinner was served.

Takatori Mamoru had secretly examined the entire hotel and the deployment of the staffs within the building with the help of his men and Nagi via transmitters. There was no doubt that Richard Krypton had not detect Mamoru's suspicious of his organisation's activities. Another possibility, he himself was not the real mastermind of the crime.

Knowing this, Mamoru felt secured to question Richard of his findings.

"I'm here to check with you regarding this." Mamoru said as he placed a duplicated file of the details of the crime on the table.

Richard Krypton furrowed his eyebrows and read the content; his expression grew in shock as his reading progressed.

"How could this happen?" He roared in anger: "Have you found the mastermind?"

`I thought you might know all these yourself. You are the head of the organisation.' Mamoru frowned in his thought. "Were you aware the past and the origins of every member in your assassination group?"

"I was only informed when they were being brought before me, Mr. Takatori, just like when Fujimiya Aya was when I first met him."

Liar. Mamoru's eyebrows arched even more. He knew Richard was not a careless person.

The image before him began to dance and sway unnaturally. A sly smile suddenly rose on Richard's lips.

"How do you feel now, Mamoru?"

Mamoru raised his eyebrows in shock. When did Richard Krypton drug him?

"This is a special incense used by ancient Asian assassinators, my dear Mamoru. I'm so shocked that as the previous assassinator, you were not aware of that at all…."

The rest of the words came in a blur as Mamoru collapsed.

Everything became black.

By the time, Mamoru came to, he found himself lying on the bed with only his white long-sleeve shirt and his boxers on. His hands were chained to the head board of the king sized bed in the president suite where he and Richard Krypton were having dinner earlier.

He felt a rough hand fondling his chin gently and shook it away in disgust.

"Why the anger, Mamoru or Tsukiyono Omi as what Fujimiya Aya and Hidaka Ken have fondly remembered as?" Richard Krypton's heated husky voice breathed in Mamoru's ear.

"You are no better than your criminal targets yourself, Richard Krypton." Mamoru tried to reply calmly, ignoring a hand that started roaming on his tender curves of his thighs.

Mamoru almost arched his back when he felt the older man reaching down to nap at the crook of his neck, his hand on his thighs moving into the leg hole of his boxers running his finger along the sunken curve between his crotch and his left thigh.

"Such an innocent beauty." Richard breathed heavily, obviously ignoring Mamoru's sarcastic remarks.

"I wonder how that old man, Takatori Saijou would react if his beloved grandson is raped in England." Richard chuckled.

"And I would also like to see how the members of Krypton Brand Side B would react if they know their respectable leader is a sly villain who rapes a witness who knows his unspeakable deeds." Mamoru added.

"Do you think you'll leave alive to spread the news?" Richard snarled, dropping a number of smashed transmitters found in Takatori Mamoru's dark brown suit.

"You copied my news?" Mamoru smiled: "Don't worry for my safety. Pass the news to my grandfather."

The smile drained full from Richard's face. He finally detected the final transmitter in Mamoru's ear.

He buried a blow into Mamoru's abdomen. "Fine, I'll leave the final transmitter there. Your men will be able to deliver the details how you are violated, tortured in my hands."