Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Day Care Mission ❯ Trouble in paradise ( Chapter 6 )

Day Care Mission

by Myka

chapter 6 "Trouble in paradise" (aka you're on a what?)

A/N: Nice long chapter ^-^ Hope you like.

Italics = thoughts {words} = mental speech

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Yohji debated over if he should take his watch or leave it on his drawer. He didn't know how useful it could be at an amusement park. He looked at it one last time and opted to leave it. He rushed down the stairs, picking up the bag he had prepared the night before with things he thought might be necessary. Band-aids, Kleenex, baby wipes; the basics, then left out the door.

When he arrived at the Day Care Center Minako stood behind the lobby desk and Schuldig was in front of it; it looked like they were revising the schedule for the day.

Schuldig turned his head around. "You made it, Yotan. For a second there I thought you were going to back out," the redhead said with a smirk.

Yohji frowned instantly; 'Yotan' was Schuldig's idea of revenge for the 'Schu' comments. The blond had a sudden impulse to hit the German in the head, but resisted the urge in Minako's presence and just stood by his side instead. Schuldig just laughed.

"Good morning Yohji." Minako said. "Here's your copy of today's schedule. You'll leave ten minutes after the kids get here. I rented a van, it's parked in the alley. The park opens at eight, you have a mandatory break at ten and then there's a show at eleven. Lunch will be at noon and you have to be back here by three o'clock. Any questions?"

Yohji looked over the schedule then at Minako. "You'll stay here with the babies right?"

"Yes. If there's any problem give me a call." Minako answered. "Here's the money for the tickets, seven children and two adults; here's the money for the food…"

"Seven?" Schuldig interrupted.

Minako blinked. "Didn't I tell you?" Yohji shook his head. "Andrea's mother called to say that the girl woke with a fever this morning and that she couldn't come to the field trip."

"Oh." Yohji muttered.

Minako glanced at the papers on the desk again. "Where was I? Ok. Money for the tickets, money for the food, here are the keys to the van, I think that's everything… Almost forgot; here." She said pulling out two shirts from under the desk. "Put these on."

"What are these?" Schuldig asked.

"Shirts with the Center's logo." Minako replied. "Now put them on, the kids will be here any minute and you have a schedule to keep."

Yohji glanced at Schuldig for a second; the idea of the shirt didn't appeal to him that much but by the look in the redhead's eyes he knew he had no choice in the matter and headed inside the kid's room to change out of courtesy for Minako.

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Yohji put his bag down after closing the door behind him. It hadn't even been a second before the door opened again.

"You could have waited you know. You're not the only one who's dreading the next few hours."

Yohji just shrugged then removed his shirt in a single motion, throwing it aside and picking up the Center's shirt and started putting it over his head.

"Nice pecks, Yotan."

Yohji stopped cold, the shirt only over his head. "Excuse me?" was the first thing that popped in his mind.

Schuldig had the most innocent look Yohji had ever seen. "What? Can't you even take a compliment?"

Ooookay. "I don't think I should be taking compliments from you," he said as he finished putting the white shirt on which wasn't too tight or too big.

"Ouch Yohji. You hurt me, I thought we were friends." The redhead replied, finally removing his own shirt and holding it between his hands.

"And how come this is my fault?" Yohji spat out of nowhere, getting a little annoyed.

Schuldig frowned. "Who said it was?" he said in disbelief, making his shirt into a ball and throwing it at Yohji in an impulse.

It hit Yohji right in the face. "Don't throw your dirty laundry at me!"

"Hey that's clean! As clean as I took it out of the dryer this morning."

Yohji beamed, feeling suddenly hyper. "So you are the one that wears the apron at home!"

"Unlike someone I know who needs to be taken care of like a baby."

The mix of anger, hyperness and the need to retaliate made Yohji do something he otherwise wouldn't do. He stretched his hands and snatched Schuldig's shirt from his hands before the redhead had a chance to put it on.

"Oi!"

"I help in the house! Take that back."

"Or what? You're going to hold my shirt hostage? Sooner or later you'll have to give it back." Then Yohji grabbed one of the finger paint cups and open it slightly making the redhead widen his eyes. "You wouldn't dare." Yohji gave him a look. Schuldig challenged the gaze and jumped. Yohji wasn't expecting that so when Schuldig slammed into him he lost his hold on the finger paint, which fell to the floor with the lid still closed.

Schuldig grabbed a handful of the shirt and pulled, dragging Yohji forward since he refused to let go.

"Oh that's real mature!" the blond snapped, refusing to give the shirt back to its owner. He was trying to make a point; which right now he didn't remember, but he was going to make it.

"Look who's talking!" Schuldig spat back, yanking the shirt towards him again while Yohji still had a good grasp on it. The redhead took another step back and his feet landed on the rug; then he slipped taking his shirt and Yohji with him. He landed first on his butt, then on his back when gravity brought Yohji's body over his, making Schuldig's head collide against the foot of one of the tables. Ouch.

Yohji's weight disappeared as Schuldig remained lying on the floor with his eyes shut and his hand on the back of his head where he could feel the beginnings of a bump.

"Are you okay?"

"No." The redhead replied as he rushed to sit up with his eyes still closed; but as he did so his forehead collided against Yohji's who hadn't stood up like Schuldig had assumed by had stayed on all fours, looming above him. Just what he needed, another bump. Schuldig was really annoyed now; he snapped his eyes open and glared at the blond, putting his hands on the floor and raising himself with them unknowingly bringing his face very close to the other assassin's. He froze… And before he knew it his pulse doubled.

Yohji was caught unaware by the sudden closeness and stood very still, releasing a few sharp breaths from his mouth.

There was a knock on the door. "Boys are you decent?"

Yohji blinked. "Be right there," he answered, finally standing up and walking over to where he had left his bag. He glanced at Schuldig briefly who was already up and putting the shirt over his head; then he walked out the room much more confused that when he had entered it.

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Yohji ended up driving the van with seven hyper kids in the back and a very silent redhead. After they got there it was a challenge to control the kids who just wanted to run inside the park at the first sight of the rides. Yohji made everyone hold hands and walk in a straight line as he brought up the front and Schuldig the rear; that way they could keep an eye on them at the same time as they kept them under control. Once inside they would let the kids on the rides and wait for them at the exit; always keeping a sharp eye even though Yohji believed that the chances of someone attacking in the middle of a place full of witnesses were practically zero.

At ten, like the schedule noted, they found a table near the food establishments and while Schuldig stayed behind trying to keep the kids seated Yohji went to buy ice cream for all of them. The blond assassin returned five minutes later; just when Schuldig was having a glaring contest with Ryon, with seven small ice-cream cups in a tray. Yohji gave the redhead an amused look while he distributed the ice cream among the children and Schuldig gave each of them napkins.

{"Maybe I should have bought nine."}

{What?"} Schuldig replied, caught unaware by the question.

{"Do you want ice cream?} Yohji asked bluntly.

{"It's not in the budget."}

{"I'll use my money. Do you want some or not?"}

Schuldig blinked at him. {"Sure. Why not."}

Yohji smiled as he started on his way back to the get more ice cream. But he never got there as he was stopped by two familiar faces. He blinked slowly, reassuring himself that he wasn't seeing things.

"Hi Yohji."

"Omi?" the blond assassin asked, still very confused.

"Hello." The person beside him spoke softly.

"Prodigy?" Yohji asked even more confused. {"Schu! Come here now!"}

"No code names, Yohji-kun. We're on neutral ground after all." The older teen said with a bright smile at the same time as he licked the ice cream cone he was holding.

Yohji felt Schuldig suddenly beside him. "Nagi?" The redhead asked in the same confused tone Yohji had used. "What are you doing with Bombay, Nagi?"

"I said no code names." Omi repeated still smiling. "And us?" he glanced at Nagi slightly. "We're on a truce."

"A what?!" Both older assassins exclaimed at the same time.

Omi ate some more of his ice cream cone. "Well… Nagi and I kept bumping into each other trying to follow you so we decided to follow your example and make a truce."

Yohji frowned. "We are not on a truce; we are on a mission."

"Doesn't seem like it." Nagi interrupted.

Schuldig gave his teammate a look of disbelief. "Just because it looks like it doesn't mean we like it."

"Sure…" Omi replied.

"What does that mean?" Yohji spat in a meaner tone that he had meant to. But Omi and Nagi just exchanged looks and smiled.

"Nothing." The blond teen said. "C'mon Nagi." Omi started to leave and Nagi followed; it wasn't long before they had gotten lost in the crowd.

"Can you believe those kids?" Schuldig said after a moment of silence.

Yohji looked at the redhead. "What I can't believe is that they sent them after us without telling us. We have to be more careful."

Schuldig returned the look then took a deep breath. "I know."

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After the brief encounter with the youngest members of their team; Yohji and Schuldig tried acting a little less friendly towards each other. After all, the blond had mentioned once that he hated the redhead. Something that wasn't true anymore as much as he wanted to deny it. The problem was that it wasn't really working; the best they could do was not talk much. They let the kids get on one final ride before the show at eleven. As they waited for the train to stop Yohji started a conversation with a woman close by. Schuldig ignored most of the conversation until he caught on to a certain line of thought. He walked over to where Yohji and the woman were talking. He grabbed the blond's wrist without saying anything and pulled Yohji away at the same time as he sent an order to the woman. She'd believe that they were long gone.

Yohji didn't utter a sound until Schuldig stopped at the ride exit and released his wrist.

"Why you do that?"

"She's been married two times."

"So?"

"She's looking for husband number three."

Yohji's mouth formed a silent 'oh'. Then he blinked slowly. He almost asked "Is that the only reason you pulled me away?" but in the ended opted not to when he noticed how the question could have a slight double meaning that he wasn't really sure of. So instead he just stood there by the redhead's side as they waited for the train to stop.

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At noon, after they had seen the show, Yohji found another table where they could serve lunch to the kids. While they ate the pizza Yohji spotted Omi and Nagi a few tables back. At one point someone tapped Yohji's shoulder and dragged him into a conversation that lasted less than five minutes. After answering the tourist's questions he turned back towards the table and was instantly worried.

"Where's Kyra?" he asked Schuldig who was busy tending to a spilled drink. The telepath glanced over at the table. "She was there just a second ago…"

"Find her!" Yohji ordered. Schuldig shut his eyes and searched for her the best way he knew how. It didn't take very long. {"Near the entrance, she's scared."}

Yohji stood up in a flash and started running towards the park's entrance. {"Watch the kids!"} He sent the telepath before disappearing out of sight.

The blond assassin dodged people as he ran through the crowds; his eyes taking in everything around him. He finally reached the entrance after what seemed like forever. It took him just a few glances before he spotted in the almost desolated parking lot what was undeniably Kyra being pulled by the hand by some man. Yohji forced his legs to move even faster and when he was close enough to be heard he started yelling.

"Kyra!" The young girl turned her small head around. "Yohji-nissan!" she cried out as she tried to pry herself from the grip on her wrist. Being discovered seemingly startled the kidnapper and much to Yohji's surprise he let Kyra go and ran away. Yohji kneeled instantly in the middle of the road when he reached the girl, making sure she wasn't hurt. "Are you all right Kyra?" he asked. She nodded as a few tears fell from her eyes. "Did you know who that was?"

"No" came the small reply.

"Yohji watch out!"

The blond assassin had barely registered the words when he looked to the side and saw a vehicle heading straight towards him and Kyra. He had a moment when his head cleared and he realized that in the kneeling position he was in there was no chance for him to get out of the truck's path in time. He made a decision and pushed Kyra out of the way and when he expected the truck's blow something else slammed into him, rolling him to the side in the nick of time.

Yohji laid on his side by the sidewalk and when he finally opened his eyes he was met with annoyed emerald orbs.

"You idiot!" Schuldig spat at him as he sat up. "You almost got killed back there, lucky for you I have a little more agility than most people."

Yohji couldn't keep the surprise out of his face as he sat up too. "Did you just jump in front of a speeding car to save me?"

"That's pretty obvious isn't it?"

"Why?" he asked automatically.

Schuldig blinked and found that he couldn't find an answer for that question.

Yohji was about to say something when Kyra appeared beside him, still obviously shaken by the whole experience. He stood and took the girl into his arms, trying to calm her sobbing. Once up he offered the redhead his hand and helped Schuldig get up from the dusty pavement and as they walked back to the park Yohji sent a thought that he was sure the telepath would hear.

{"Thanks for saving me."}

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Schuldig had left the children under Omi and Nagi's supervision after he had decided to run after Yohji. They decided to leave after the incident. Yohji and Schuldig lead the march with Yohji still holding Kyra in his arms and Schuldig did the same with Yuki who had fallen asleep. Nagi and Omi followed close behind with the rest of the kids; all holding hands and singing a sing-along as they went along. The sound reminded Yohji how the young assassins were still children no matter how grown up they acted sometimes.

They got to the van and with their teammates' help got all the kids seated and with their seatbelts on in record time. As they got ready to leave Omi and Nagi shook hands as they nodded to each other and just like that their truce was over. The young telekinetic glanced once towards his teammate before turning around and walking away. Yohji shut the door and turned on the engine, Schuldig sat beside him and they exchanged one look before driving away.

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Schuldig sat in silence as Yohji drove, troubled by not only the events that had happened just a few minutes ago but also by the small exchange of words he and Nagi had before the young teen had walked away.

{"Do you like him?"} Nagi asked suddenly with a bit of amusement in his voice.

{"What would make you say something like that?"} Schuldig spat, obviously annoyed.

{"Because you keep glancing at him."} Nagi stated.

{"I am not!"}

{"In denial already?"}

Schuldig frowned a bit. {"You think you're so smart, don't you?"}

Nagi just smirked. {"I know I'm right"}

Schuldig groaned. {"Just shut up."}

"What are you thinking about?" Yohji asked when he stopped at a red light.

Schuldig opened his eyes and glanced at the blond slowly. "Nothing… I'm just tired."

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