Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Darkness Falls ❯ Chapter 4: Power Failure ( Chapter 4 )

Yoho!! Gomen nasai... I haven't been at Mediaminer for a while - which is why I haven't been updating either! ><

Rating: PG-13

Pairings: No idea yet!

Warnings: Possible shounen-ai??

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Ken sat at the table, his head nodding on and off; giving up he rested his head in his hand, dozing off into a light sleep. Aya came by and whacked the brunet hard on the head, banging the surface of the table.

"Itai!! Aya, what was THAT for?!" Ken rubbed his forehead, glaring at the redhead. Aya hned, turning back to his own workstation. Ken hmpfed, going back to work on whatever he was doing before.

"Not my fault if I didn't get enough sleep! Unlike -someone- I'm human." Aya glared at him from the corner of his eye, but ignored the comment otherwise. He looked over to the counter, where Youji sat behind; it was school hours so there were no crowds to bother with. The older man probably had the least sleep compared to all of them, but he somehow was working better then Ken was at the current moment.

Aya noticed the blond was sketching something on a piece of blank paper; curious, Aya tried to find a better angle view of the image, but he was in a wrong position to do so. The hand holding the pencil stilled; Youji set the paper facing downwards, hiding the image and set the pencil next to it. He stood up to his feet, flashlight in hand, and headed upstairs.

"I'll be back down in a minute - I need to check something." Aya only nodded, waiting for the blond to fully leave the room. Once Youji had left, the redhead made his way over to the counter, his hand on the paper.

"Oi Aya! I don't think it would be wise to see what Youji drew, knowing him!" The redhead ignored him, flipping the paper over to expose the picture. Aya gave it an odd look, staring at the single image on the paper; it looked almost like a person, expect the bottom where legs were suppose to go, came to a point. The arms were stretched out, as if ready to grab or come down on something; the hands thin, almost bone like and the fingers ended in sharp points. The figure was cloaked in what could be layers of robes, the underside fraying and torn. The face was nothing more then a white area, with three shaded areas indicating a mouth and eyes.

"Where the hell did he get an idea like that?!" Aya jumped slightly at the brunet's voice, but it had gone unnoticed; Ken took the picture from the redhead's hand staring at the image. Aya took it back, placing it back on the counter the way he found it and pushed Ken back to his workstation, while he went back to his. The brunet glared at him, but didn't say anything. After a few minutes, Youji entered the shop seating himself behind the counter again, not suspecting that his sketch was touched.

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Omi looked over the ledge of the roof, waiting for any signs of movement down in the alley below. Ken sat on the floor, back up against the ledge wiping away the sweat from his face. It was not as hot as it had been the other night, but the temperature difference was none to great.

"Oi, Omi?"

"Hai?"

"You think Youji's going to be okay? I mean, he seemed pretty scared." The blond didn't leave the edge, still searching around the darken alley, knowing that Aya was down there waiting for their target.

"I'm sure Youji-kun will be okay. Besides, this should be a quick job once the target shows up!" Ken looked at the boy with a slightly disbelief look, staring at the space in front of him.

"You sound confident..." Omi looked at the brunet with an attempt at anger, but ending up with just a stern pout.

"Oi! What's that suppose to mean?! I know this is supposed to be a whole team mission, but Youji-kun refused!! And Manx is letting him sit out!!" Ken frowned in annoyance; as cute and cheery the boy was - he could be a slight pest when provoked to it.

The light on the roof flickered, catching Ken's attention; Omi stopped ranting, staring at the flicker light as well. Soon it completely shut off, and everything became dark. Omi looked around them, seeing that practically ever light in the city was off. Aya's voice came fuzzy over the transmission.

"Bombay, what's going on?"

"Uh, well..." The two youngest members saw a flash of lightening, followed by a loud thunder clap, before heavy rain began to pour. Both Ken and Omi blinked at the sudden summer storm; Aya's voice sounded through the com again.

"Never mind... Let's go!" Ken pulled the com out of his ear, frustrated with the weather's decisions. Omi only sighed, the storm throwing off all plans of catching their target tonight; Ken cursed silently under his breath, all the way down till they met up with Aya - who was just as equally soaked as they were, despite the thick, heavy leather trench coat.

"Manx is not going to like this!" The redhead only glared at Ken, heading out back through the doors and into the rain. The mission was not too far from the Koneko, so they were able to walk; but now they had buckets of rain to walk through. Ken cursed again, following after the stone-hearted redhead, Omi following behind after.

// First a power failure, then a storm!!! What's with our luck?! // Ken stopped in his tracks, a sudden thought occurred to him, something he didn't think of till now. Omi stopped right behind, giving a question gaze at the brunet.

"Ken-kun, daijoubu ka?" Without warning, he ran ahead, grabbing Aya by the sleeve. Omi's eyes went wide at his friend's daring act, and ran to catch up with them.

Aya gave Ken the most deadliest glare he could muster, but the brunet ignored it, still pulling him along. Annoyed that his glare wasn't working, Aya decided to try threats.

"If you don't let go right now, I'll substitute you for the target!!!"

"URUSAI!!! Just RUN!!!!" Aya stared slightly surprised at the brunet; taken back that someone had actually back-talked him. Omi finally managed to get up along Ken, a nervous look on his face.

"Ken-kun, what is going on?"

"Remember how Youji acted when we turned off the lights a few nights back?"

"Yeah, so? Eh?! Sou ka!!! Youji-kun's alone in the dark!!!" Ken nodded, finally letting go of Aya's sleeve when felt the redhead would keep on running. Aya pulled his arm back the minute the brunet had let go, picking up his pace to keep up with the ex-soccer player.

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Youji huddled himself on the couch again, watching a random channel on TV. He kept the flashlight tight in his hand, trying to keep his mind on what was showing and not what was lurking in the dark, waiting to strike him and drag him away. He heard a slight rumbling in the distance; he past it as thunder, another unpredictable summer storm.

He buried his face in his knees, closing his eyes tight, trying to forget the fear the dark - trying to forget her. The lights began to flicker; Youji's head shot straight up, looking around his surrounds. The TV went on and off with the lights, till everything just shut itself off. Panicked, Youji quickly turned on his flashlight, holding it in front of him. He searched around the room, with his eyes, hearing something moving around the room close to the walls.

He could hear her - her voice, her breathing, his name whispered hoarsely in the dark. He could feel his pulse beating rapidly, his breathing becoming harsh and uneven from the fear flowing through his body. He heard her growls, closer then they were before; he looked to the general direction of the noise, sweat dripping down his forehead. He could see her waiting, waiting to strike, waiting for the light to die.

Youji stared wide-eyed in terror, unable to move or scream; she reached out a long, scrawny, bone-like hand out for him, her face coming closer and closer towards him. He could hear his heartbeat pounding in his ear, quickening as she got closer. He screamed, flashing the light in her face; she shrilled, flying swiftly back into the dark.

Taking his chance, Youji jumped off the couch and ran in any directions, hoping to make to some sort of a safe place. He could hear her following after him; as fast as he could ran, she was much faster. He dared not looked back, keeping a tight hold on the flashlight in his hand.

He bumped and banged into many miscellaneous objects along the way, but managed to keep going, not sure where he was heading for. He could still hear her following him, screeching and growling.

Youji tripped on something, falling flat on his face; the flashlight flew out of his hands, leaving him defenseless against her. He felt her rip the flesh on his arm and he hollered, pain pulsing through his whole arm. He attempted to scoot away from her, but he could get far; he stared at her face, hateful bright eyes staring back at him through the mask. Tears escaped his eyes, holding onto his injured arm and literally gasping for breath as she continued to stare hateful and intensely at him.

Youji could hear her move again to strike another deadly blow, this time it would be the last. He closed his eyes, hoping that this was just a dream, just an illusion and it would go away; he heard her shrill in pain, feeling the cold wind against his skin. Taking a risk, Youji opened his eyes to find she was gone and he was basked in cool blue light.

Pushing himself up to a sitting position, he looked down into the dark rooms, before looking at the source of the light that had just saved him. He saw it was one those tap light, taped to the wall of the hallway; Youji wondered how it could have been turned on, when he noticed his flashlight underneath it. The blond let out a relief sigh of his luck, and the chibi; they had watched a scary movie a while back, and Omi had been afraid of going down to the kitchen when was pitch black. So to solve the problem, Aya had gotten a tap light to put on the wall; it was the only light in the house that probably didn't run on an electric current.

Youji crawled over to the light, seating himself against the wall, leaning his head back against it. He cradled his wounded arm on his lap, hoping to stop the blood that was flowing out of it.

// K'so! Aya will kill me for the bloodstains on the rug!! //

He just sighed, making no attempted to dress his wound or clean the blood off; he stayed under the light knowing that she was still out there, in the dark waiting - waiting to kill him.

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Ken literally bursted through the door, landing on the floor due to his momentum; Omi and Aya followed after, stopping successfully without tripping over the brunet. They were glad to see the power had come back on, but even if Youji was in the dark for a short amount of time - he still freaked.

"Youji!!" Ken called out, listening but receiving no response. The three split up, searching around the house for the eldest member; Ken headed for the living room, Aya headed for the kitchen and Omi took the upstairs. The blond reached the stairs when he saw Youji, sitting up against the wall with one of the tap lights on.

"Youji-kun!!" Omi smiled in relief, walking closer towards the older man; his smile however turned into concern when he noticed bloodstains on the carpet. He took a better look at the older blond, seeing he was cradling his left arm, dry blood covering most of it. He kneeled by Youji, seeing that the man was still wake.

"Ken-kun, Aya-kun!! Youji-kun's hurt!!" Immediately, the two members came rushing to the hall, finding Omi kneeling by the injured blond, holding his arm out to inspect the wound. Ken knelt down in front of Youji, gently shaking him on the shoulder; Aya noticed the stains on the rug, but ignored them and focused more on Youji's injury.

"Oi, Youji what happened? Come on, snap out of it!!!" The blond didn't say anything, he just kept staring at the space in front of him, oblivious to his surrounds. Ken continued to shake him, trying receive any kind of reaction, till he felt a hand on his shoulder. He looked up to the redhead, with questioning eyes.

"You shouldn't shake him like that! I think he's gone into shock!"

"Then we should take him upstairs - we can tend to him better up there!" Omi replied; Aya nodded, he and Ken carefully lifting the eldest member off the floor and cautiously carried him up to his room, placing him on his bed. On reflex, Youji curled himself into a semi-tight ball, cradling his injured arm between his chest and legs. Omi ducked out of the room to the bathroom, returning a few minutes later with the medic kit in hand and began to tend to the older blond.

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Eeee... not too fond of this chapter. Sorry if the writing sucks, I've just finished re-watching darkness falls again, so I'm working on it, I'm working on it! Pls review.

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