Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Day Care Mission ❯ The longest mission ( Chapter 4 )

Day Care Mission

by Myka

chapter 4 "the longest mission" (aka here is where the drama comes in)

A/N: Sorry this took a while, but as I was writing my computer crashed deleting some of it and I had to rewrite it.

Italics = thoughts {words} = mental speech

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It had been four weeks since the paint incident and both assassins had discovered that they stood a better chance in controlling the children if they worked together. So apart from the weirdness of it at first, they had got used to each other's presence. Not only that, but the tutorial tapes that Yohji had been forced to watch constantly were actually working.

The peace didn't last for long and it was around 9:30 when the first incident occurred. There was a scream; a slightly desperate one; and Yohji rushed to the spot where the noise came from.

He instantly spotted one of the boys pulling one of the girl's black curls to the limit. Yohji rushed towards them "Hey! Hey! Hey! Stop that right now!" he yelled not too loudly. The red-haired kid just ignored him and Yohji tried to call his attention by yelling his name but for the life of him he couldn't remember it right now. Even after four weeks, Yohji could never remember names when he was stressed.

{"It's Gil."}

Yohji blinked. {"And don't scream at the kid, he won't listen to you if you keep doing it."} Yohji blinked again. It was still slightly uncomfortable for him to hear the telepath inside his head, but at least he was helping. "Gil stop that. Stop pulling…"

{"Melissa's."}

"…stop pulling Melissa's hair."

The boy named Gil obeyed and let go of the teary-eyed Melissa and silently retreated towards where the other boys were.

"Are you okay, sweetie?" Yohji asked as Melissa cleaned her face with her hand. She nodded softly and Yohji smiled at her. "Good, you can go play with the other girls if you want to." Melissa smiled back as she nodded, then left to join the other girls.

Yohji sighed a bit to himself, this routine was starting to drain him, he even missed working at the flower shop. Not that working with the kids was boring, quite the contrary, he never knew what to expect. But he had to sacrifice a few things; his nightlife first and foremost. He had to get up at five every morning, so he had gone to sleep a lot earlier this past month. Still… The change of routine was nice.

Yohji sighed, getting lost in your own thoughts was not a very smart move when you were on duty. He spotted Schuldig taking out some building blocks for the boys and remembered the other assassin's aid with the names earlier. It had annoyed him a little, of course he knew the kids names by now, but Yohji wasn't about to start a discussion over something so ridiculous.

{"Thanks for the help,"} He voiced quite loudly in his head.

The blond assassin returned to work and as he did he heard something he hadn't expected and that left him wondering if something was up.

{"You're welcome…"}

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It was thirty minutes before midnight and Yohji was quite pissed. Pissed and tired.

He crouched in front of an office door as he picked the lock with his tools. Yohji really didn't want to be here, he wanted to be on his bed sleeping; because at the rate things were going he would only have a few hours of sleep. The lock finally clicked open and Yohji smiled to himself as he slipped inside the dark room, the faster he got the data from the computer, the faster he could fall down on his bed. He had barely sat down on the chair when he felt something cold being pressed against his right temple.

"Caught you. "

Yohji froze on the spot; he recognized the voice instantly; it came rushed and very threatening.

"Leave the computer off; I'm going to turn on the light. One sound and you're dead."

The room's switch was hit and light flooded over the small office. Yohji witnessed the second when Schuldig hesitated as the telepath comprehended that his target was Yohji.

"Damn…"

Yohji hesitated also as he felt dread flow over him. He felt it too…

Because it's impossible to spend so much time with someone every single day and not feel anything.

A few seconds passed and Yohji suddenly remembered that he was on a mission and chose that moment to scramble out the door and into the hall. He heard the German swearing and he had the chance to run a couple of steps before a shot was fired at him, hitting a spot on the wall very close to his head.

He remained motionless with both arms by his sides; he just didn't know how to react. In a normal situation he would be dead. In a normal situation he wouldn't be running.

Yohji expected to hear another shot, expected to die, but what he expected was not what happened.

Suddenly Omi was there; he had probably heard the gunfire; it all happened in a flash as it usually did. Now it was two against one. Omi shot some of his arrows at the telepath and one sank deep into Schuldig's arm below his elbow, forcing him to release the gun.

Yohji turned, sparing a second to exchange looks with Schuldig before the German left the same way he had come from.

This was not fair at all.

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Yohji had the worst time of his life trying to get up the next morning, not only had he gotten less than four hours of sleep, but the incident with Schuldig bothered him to no end. He really didn't want to go to the Day Care Center today; he didn't feel like facing the redhead.

"Good morning Minako," he said half heartedly as he passed through the door.

But what greeted him was not the usual calm and centered Minako. "Oh! Yohji! I'm so glad you made it!" It was more like a semi-neurotic Minako.

"What's wrong?" Yohji asked.

"It's almost six and Schuldig is not here! He's always here at five forty. Always!" she said a little exasperated. "The rooms aren't ready, the storage room is a mess…"

Yohji instantly got wind of the situation "Minako calm down!" he exclaimed after a bit; forcing the concern out of his system. "I'll do the work while you try to contact him." Minako hushed instantly after hearing the words, she hadn't thought about calling Schuldig. She nodded swiftly, leaving Yohji's side and picked up the receiver.

Yohji walked into the children's area and started organizing what little needed to be done and as he did his mind started reeling. What if Schuldig had gotten badly hurt by Omi's arrow? The German had hesitated because of him, because he saw him; what if…

"He's not answering." Minako said as she came into the room. "Normally I wouldn't worry so much, but he's been here at the same time everyday ever since he started working. Did he say anything to you by any chance?" she asked worriedly.

Yohji blinked, the question catching him completely by surprise. "No," he muttered softly under his breath.

Minako sighed. "I'll keep trying then" she replied leaving the room.

Yohji's distraught suddenly morphed into anger. Anger at himself mostly. Why did he feel worried about Schuldig's well being in the first place? Was it because he felt partially guilty of the incident last night? No. This wasn't his fault; he was forced to do this mission even after Kritiker knew that Schuldig was here too. They hadn't care…

There was suddenly a burst of laughter behind him and Yohji turned to greet the children coming in for the day.

"Yohji-nissan!" Kyra said cheerfully as she ran up to Yohji and grabbed his hand to get his attention. She smiled broadly then blinked and looked around the room. "Where's Schu-nissan?" she asked in a curious tone.

Yohji just didn't know how to lie to the child.

Suddenly there was a yell. "Schu-nissan!"

The Weiss assassin turned his glance sideways to find Schuldig tending to Niki and Andrea's demands for attention.

He looked pale, very pale and tired too. Something wasn't right.

One of the girls grabbed Schuldig's right hand without him noticing and pulled. The redhead grimaced with pain and Yohji found himself immediately calling all the children to him and away from Schuldig in order to play a game.

It seemed it was going to be a rough day after all.

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The day ran without much incident except that Yohji noticed how Schuldig avoided to use his right hand. By four o'clock all the kids had been picked up and Ryon and Kyra had been handed down to their respective bodyguards. Minako had left like she always did and Yohji decided to clean up because Schuldig couldn't do it. Not that Yohji would ever admit to the German that he felt bad about the wound. The redhead had sat down on the couch in the nursery right after Minako left and had fallen asleep.

Yohji finished cleaning up in record time and it was time to close up.

"Oi. Wake up Schuldig, we are done for the day."

The telepath hazily opened his eyes and settled his gaze on Yohji.

"What time is it?" he asked casually.

"Almost five." Yohji replied as he crossed his arms across his chest and returned Schuldig's gaze with one of his own. The German glared at him slightly before rising from the couch and Yohji noticed something.

"There's something red on your arm." Yohji pointed out. Schuldig glanced downwards and cursed under his breath as he brushed past Yohji and went into the bathroom, only closing the door slightly. Yohji wondered about the reaction for a bit before almost slapping himself as the answer became obvious to him. He walked over to the bathroom, knocking softly at the same time as he pushed the door open. "Can I help?"

The reply was immediate.

"NO" the German hissed at him as Yohji opened the door fully. Yohji stared as Schuldig rolled up his sleeve and removed the used bandages from his arm in order to replace them with new ones.

"Who checked that wound? Whoever it was didn't do a good job," the blond assassin threw out.

Schuldig just let out a small grunt. "No one did, there was no time last night."

Yohji's mouth fell open. "You mean you've been walking around all day with an open wound?" he asked incredulously. "You've been losing blood all day haven't you? That's why you look so pale!"

Schuldig just ignored him and Yohji took a step forward.

"Don't come near me Yohji!" The redhead spat angrily. "That's what started this mess in the first place; we got used to each other."

Yohji froze at the words and retreated his step. Schuldig was halfway through the new bandages when Yohji spoke again.

"This sucks." The blond exclaimed as he leaned against the door frame. "I feel liked we're being played with."

"What do you mean?" Schuldig asked; finishing his bandage and unrolling his sleeve back down turning to look at Yohji who was blocking the way.

"They forced us to work together and collaborate during the day, then they expect us to try and kill each other during the night. That's ludicrous!" The blond breathed out furiously. "Not only that, but…"

Schuldig suddenly slammed his left fist against the wall, ending Yohji's words tirade. "Stop Yohji! Just stop! It's not worth it." He said looking at his enemy. "From now on don't talk to me unless it's the last option you have. We are not friends Yohji."

The blond was about to retaliate to the bitter words but thought it over at the look the German was giving him. "Fine Schuldig," he obliged. "I just have one last question for you."

"Whatever."

Yohji glared. "Since when did you started calling me by my first name?"

And with that he left; snatching his keys from the counter; trusting that Schuldig would lock up after he left.

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