Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Defecating Ecstasy ❯ Defecating Ecstasy ( Chapter 1 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Defecating Ecstasy by Tanith Night
Dedicated& nbsp;to MacDhai because MacDhai asked "So, what happens next?"
F andom: WeiÎ² Kreuz
Pairings: Schuldig&n bsp;x Yohji
Warnings: Yaoi, Song Fic
Disclaimer: Disclaimer: I own the world and everything in it, up to and including&n bsp;the boys from Weiss
Kreuz. Why am&nb sp;I in a room with padded walls and&nbs p;oh, what an interesting jacket.
Author's&nb sp;Notes: The lyrics are from David Bowie's song We Are the Dead from the Diamond Dogs
Album. I do n ot own David Bowie or his music. They&nb sp;just inspired this story line. Defecating Ecstasy is
in the same universe as Love Song to Desperation. In fact you can think of it as the sequel.
Please review, I love hearing from people.& nbsp;Oh, if you have a favorite David Bo wie song you would like
to have a&n bsp;story in this universe written shoot me a line. Well, email! Lyrics
Yohji woke up, stretched and regretted it. His chest felt as if ;he was skewered and if his memory
served him right, he was. A thin vertica l scar marred his chest. Weiss killed hi m and his lover. He
turned over, hi s lover was bandaged and breathing. Lying&nbs p;there he just breathed and took in his
surroundings.

Something kind o f hit me today
I looked at y ou and wondered if you saw things my&nbs p;way
People will hold us to blam e
It hit me today, it hit me today

It seems strange ;now, looking back on everything. How we ;tried to fool everyone, your team and < br> mine.

We're taking it hard all the time
Why don't we pass&nb sp;it by?
Just reply, you've changed&n bsp;your mind
We're fighting with the& nbsp;eyes of the blind
Taking it hard, taking it hard

Th e mock fights and battles we performed. The sneaking around we had to do. The looks of disgust
and hat e we dealt with again and again.
&n bsp;
Yet now
We feel that we&nb sp;are paper, choking on you nightly
They&nbs p;tell me "Son, we want you, be elusive, but don't walk far"
For we're&nb sp;breaking in the new boys, deceive your&nbs p;next of kin
For you're dancing where the dogs decay, defecating ecstasy
You're just an ally of the leecher&nb sp;
Locator for the virgin King, but&nb sp;I love you in your fuck-me pumps
And your nimble dress that trails
Oh, dress yourself, my urchin one, f or I hear them on the rails
Because of all we've seen, because of all we've said
We are the dead

Yet it seems y our team accepted us because that is where we are in your bedroom. Plus Schwartz just
walk ed through the door.

One thing& nbsp;kind of touched me today
I l ooked at you and counted all the times&n bsp;we had laid
Pressing our love through the&nbs p;night
Knowing it's right, knowing it 's right

Crawford spoke and& nbsp;I just stared at your sleeping form,&nbs p;slowly processing what he said.

Now I'm hoping someone will care

Living on the breath of a hope t o be shared
Trusting on the sons& nbsp;of our love
That someone will&nbs p;care, someone will care

Th ey brought us here. Bleeding and dying, struggling and fighting to live.

< i>But now
We're today's scrambled crea tures, locked in tomorrow's double feature
Heaven's on the pillow, its silence competes with hell
It's a twenty-four& nbsp;hour service, guaranteed to make you tel l
And the streets are full of press men
Bent on getting hung and buried
And the legendar y curtains are drawn 'round Baby Bankrupt
Who sucks&n bsp;you while you're sleeping
It's the theater of financiers
Count them,&nbs p;fifty 'round a table
White and dressed to kill

After they&n bsp;leave I lean over your still form an d kissed your soft lips and whisper... < br>
Oh caress yourself, my juicy
For my hands have all but withered&n bsp;
Oh dress yourself my urchin one,&n bsp;for I hear them on the stairs Because of all we've seen, because of all we've said
We are the dead
We are the dead

We are the dead

"I am a talent , a healer."