Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Essence of Innocence ❯ Wish Upon A Star ( Chapter 13 )

Title: Essence of Innocence
Chapter 13: Wish Upon A Star
Author: nekochan
email: lilneko_chan@hotmail.com
Pairings: Yohji x Aya, Crawford x Schuldich, Ken x Omi, Farfarello x Nagi

Warnings: OOC, some blood and violence, yaoi
Author's Note: I'm so happy that I finally got another chapter out. Summer has been so hectic this year. I never noticed how fast a summer can go until this year when I took organic chemistry over the summer. Let's just say that I found out that organic chem. Is definitely not my strong point…sigh… Either way, for everyone I have to apologize for spelling Schuldig's name wrong. I only realized this a few weeks ago, but for this fic I'm just going to keep his name as Schuldich since I'm feeling a bit lazy and don't really feel like going through all the chapters so I can correct his name. So hopefully you won't stop reading this fic because of a name mistake. Also as a warning the beginning of the fic from paragraph 7-17 is a bit bloody and gory so if you don't like reading that kind of stuff you should skip those paragraphs. Otherwise, the rest of the fic is violence free unless you count Ken being his clumsy self. So here's chapter 13 and I'll try to write the next chapter as soon as I can. It's going to be in Farfarello's POV so hopefully it'll turn out good…Either way, please R&R.

Wish Upon a Star

Star light, star bright,
First star I see tonight,
I wish I may, wish I might,
Have the wish I wish tonight.

The air was fresh and ripe as the morning breeze blew across the meadow. The field was covered in bright green grass and beautiful flowers as trees towered in the sky. In the distance the sun and moon hovered in the sky, side by side, as night was half turned into day. And around both spheres were the bright shinning stars of earth's sky. A blond figure emerged from the surrounding air and took a few steps forward as he looked around trying to locate where he was. Squinting his baby blue eyes, he tried to find any resemblance in his surrounding.

Omi ran his hand through his blond hair, as he saw nothing that looked familiar. Then a loud cry from above and he quickly looked up. At first Omi thought that nothing was wrong, but then he noticed that something was weird about the sun. Omi struggled to peek at the sun as much as he could when he noticed that something was flying around it. A bright flaming bird circled the sphere as it gave another cry. Then almost in answer a roar was heard on the other side of the meadow and Omi turned his face to look at the moon.

There a beautiful pearl Chinese dragon spun around the full moon. It's body gleaming white as the light reflected from this magnificent figure. Two small silver horns settled in the dragon's white mane as the beast twirled around and circled the moon once more.

Omi was so entranced by the images that he almost missed the gentle footsteps nearby. Glancing away from the two mysterious beasts in the sky, Omi saw another creature that should have only existed in fairy tales. A beautiful white unicorn with wings was grazing in the grass. It's long white horn stood proudly against its forehead as large feathered wings adorned its back. The unicorn looked up at the boy and Omi was hit with a sense of familiarity and felt an image flash before his eyes. But the picture was gone before he could see what it was. As Omi opened his eyes, he saw that the unicorn had spread its wings and was making its path towards the other two beasts.

Both dragon and phoenix stopped circling and looked at the flying unicorn. The phoenix then gave a huge leap and flew towards the white horse. The dragon as well moved towards the unicorn as he pushed away from the moon and whipped across the sky.

Omi was about to shout a warning to the unicorn when he stopped in confusion as he saw the dragon and phoenix circle the unicorn. Instead of striking the horse, both beasts just flew around it gracefully and peacefully. The unicorn did not seem scared and just hovered silently.

The blond sighed in relief since he did not want to see such beautiful creatures fight. Then he felt something wet fall onto his forehead. Reaching up, Omi touched the wetness with a hand. Bring his arm down, Omi saw that a crimson stain was smeared across his hand.

"Blood." Omi whispered.

Then the blond felt another crimson drop on his arm and another on his cheek. Glancing up into he sky he saw that the once clear sky was now covered in storming clouds and more blood rain began to fall. The dragon, phoenix, and unicorn seem oblivious to the changing scene when suddenly a chain tore through the grass and clasped onto the dragon's foot.

The dragon gave an enraged roar and struggled to free himself. The unicorn tried to use its horn to strike at the metal chain while the phoenix threw red-hot fireballs at it. But the chain stayed strong and would not let go. Then myriads of more chains erupted from the ground and struck not only the dragon but the unicorn and phoenix as well.

The creatures unable to free themselves lost flight and fell through the sky, landing in a pile of ash and dust. Furious screams and howls came from the animals as the chains wrapped around their bodies to bind them. The sharp metal cut into their skin as the chains bound tighter choking the creatures.

Omi made to move towards the helpless animals, but was stopped as something wrapped around his ankle. The blond assassin looked down and then screamed when he saw what was holding onto him.

The ground that was originally covered with a beautiful flowering meadow had turned to a desert. Dried cracks littered the floor as scorching hot tar bubbled its way across the smothering wasteland. Through the blistering tar a distorted charred hand had torn through the plaster, using his leg as leverage.

Even as Omi tried to shake the hand off his leg, moans and shrieks filled the air as distorted figures emerged from the shadows. Many of the creatures were very horribly burnt while others had body parts, which were missing or smashed in as internal fluids oozed from their wounds. The beings were so disfigured that they hardly looked human, but Omi knew that they were human or was at one point of their lives. Each was more frightening then the one before as burnt flesh and gruesome faces looked at the small blond.

"Noooo! Let go!" Omi screamed as more arms reached for him. Swirling quickly, the blond kicked at two more creatures that had grabbed unto his leg and waist. As Omi tore the two away from his body another figure crashed into him, making the boy fall onto the tar-covered floor. Before the blond could recover hundreds of hands had already grabbed unto his small frame and pulled at the blond.

Omi eyes widen in realization that the beings were trying to drag him into the shadows when the blond felt his legs and waist plunge into the tar. Grasping at the edges, Omi tried to pull himself out, but his hands only slipped as they grabbed onto the oil. Whimpering helplessly, Omi movements became more frantic as he sank deep into the smothering blackness.

"Stop! Please…" Omi pleaded as tears began to fill his eyes as desperation took hold of his heart. One hand clamped across his face as it prepared to give the last pull that would plunge the assassin into the shadows. As Omi felt the tar snake up his neck and cheek he screamed.

"NOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!"

"Omi! Omi! Wake up!"

The blond sat bolt upright as the world spun in his eyes. Omi gasped in terror, looking frantically around for the horrific creatures. As the shock begin to fade Omi felt the smothering hand that rubbed across his back and the comforting words that was whispered alongside.

Turning his head to the side, Omi saw that Ken was kneeling next to him with a worried expression.

"Are you ok?" The brunet asked, still rubbing the blonde's back.

"Y-Yes." Omi stuttered and looked down at his hand, which clutched white knuckled on his blanket.

Ken frowned but didn't say anything.

"I'm alright. Really…I-I just had a nightmare that's all." Omi tried to reassure his friend.

"That's all?" Ken questioned. "Must have been a very bad nightmare."

Omi nodded and slowly let his hold on the blanket lessen. He looked at Ken again and gave him a convincing smile. Then Omi blinked as he registered that Ken was in his room in nothing but his boxers. A blush began to form on his cheeks and Omi looked back down at his blanket hoping that his hair would hide the redness.

But it seemed that Ken noticed his teammate's look and turned red as a tomato as he fidgeted where he was crouching.

"Um…" Ken stumbled over his words. "You were screaming earlier so I… um… kinda came here as fast as I could …"

"I was screaming?" Omi asked faintly.

"Hai."

Omi looked at his opened door and tried to glance down the hall. "Did Aya or Yohji…"

"Iie. I don't think they heard you. Their rooms are down the hall while mine is right next to yours."

"Good." Omi sighed in relief. "I don't want to worry them more then I have to. Especially with everything that happened already."

"Are you sure you're fine, Omi?" Ken asked again as he shifted so that he could sit on the bed.

"Hai. Like I said it was just a very bad dream."

"Do you want to talk about it?" Ken ran the back of his hand across his friend's forehead, feeling the sweat that was there.

"…its not that important."

Ken looked at his friend pointedly.

"I'll tell you but not right now." Omi said as he felt the brunet put his hand over Omi's smaller ones. Heat pulsed where their hands touched and Omi felt a small warm tingle form where Ken was holding his hand. Omi blushed but tried to keep it down as he turned his thoughts away from how close his teammate was sitting next to him to comforting the older man. "Later ok?"

Ken looked like he wanted to argue but just sighed and nodded. Then he looked over his shoulder at the nightstand clock. "Well, we probably should get up now anyway."

"Huh?" Omi asked. "What time is it?"

"Five."

"Really?!"

"Yup." Ken shot the blond a lopsided smile. He gave Omi's hand a small squeeze then let go. The blond felt a pang of disappointment at the lost contact but covered it up with his own smile.

"So we should be leaving in about two hours."

"Yea." The brunet sighed and ran a hand through his messy hair.

Omi cocked his head to the side as he looked curiously at his friend. "Is something wrong, Ken-kun?"

Ken opened his mouth then closed it as if looking for the right words. Omi saw Ken's eyes glance at him briefly before the older assassin sighed. "Don't you think this whole mission is a bit weird? Like Manx is keeping something from us?"

"Hai." Omi admitted, looking at the band posters that hung from his wall. "But what can we do? It's our job to find out what is happening."

"That's true but I wonder…" Ken trailed off.

"Wonder what?"

"…nothing." Ken shook his head and shot a half smile at Omi. "This mission must be messing with my mind more then I thought it would."

Omi laughed and saw his friend smile at this, "I would think so. It's not everyday that we work with Schwarz or have a raging panther steal data from us."

"That's true." Ken laughed then stood up. "Are you sure that you're ok?"

"I'm sure." Omi smiled. "You should probably get to your room now to get ready."

"Yea." Ken began to walk towards the door but paused halfway there and looked over his shoulder at the blond. "If you need anything then just call."

"I know." Omi said and Ken nodded then walked out the door, closing it behind him.

The blond stared at the door as a few more moments then shook his head as he gave a small laugh. Looking down with a smile, Omi stared at the hand that his teammate had gripped a few moments before. Lightly touching the top of his hand, Omi remembered the touch of Ken's surprisingly soft hand and how warm it was. The blond quickly ducked his head as a blush covered the top of his nose.

Stretching his arms, Omi looked across the room to where the mission files sat. Omi swung his legs off the bed, stood up, and strolled over to the desk, settling down in the chair. Picking up one folder, the youngest Weiss assassin flipped through the pages until he found the one he wanted.

"…the targets are the three central Mitsuke labs." Omi read. "Buildings 101, 102, and 103, each with 23 floors, are listed as research labs for the advancement of biotechnology, but they have underground lower levels A through G hidden from the public. Level A has a nine-digit password, which separates it from the ordinary floors, and levels A through G are protected by security cards. All three labs have an estimate of 150 soldiers guarding the wards and each floor is set with cameras and heat sensitive lasers."

Flipping the page, Omi continued on, "Levels A through G has no operating elevator, but can be reached by the stairwells that connects all the lower levels. Goal is to access Level F, which protects the storage and filing rooms. Critical files to obtain are information regarding the Demon Ray and other such weapons."

Omi rubbed his eyes as he said absentmindedly to his ceiling, "Great. And we somehow are suppose to magically enter the labs, get the security cards and password and infiltrate level F where the records are stored. All this without being seen."

"Must have been crazy when I agreed to this assignment." Omi whispered, looking at the other files that littered his desk. "Well, I suppose it's not that bad especially since Schwarz will be helping us. At least Schuldich can get the nine-digit password easily and maybe Nagi can pickpocket some of the guards for the security cards. Then we can knock out some guards and steal their uniforms… though it'll be weird seeing Farfarello wearing something normal…"

Feeling a bit better about the mission, Omi stood up and started towards his closet. Then as the blond was about to pull his closet door open a large bang followed by loud curses came from the wall. Omi laughed as he heard Ken's curses from the room next to his, imaging that the clumsy soccer player had probably tripped over something and hit the wall. Still laughing, Omi opened his closet door and shifted through his cloths, looking for his mission outfit.

Omi finally found the cloths and pulled them out of the drawer and walked back to the bed. As he placed his uniform on the bed the picture on his nightstand caught his eyes. It was a picture of Omi and Ken. Omi smiled at the memory as he recalled the day the picture was taken. Yohji, Ken, and he were planning on going to the park that had just opened near the flower shop. And somehow Yohji and Ken had convinced… or in Omi's view… tricked Aya to come with them. Yohji had to practically drag the glaring Aya the whole way but in the end Aya did stay with them the entire day.

Omi laughed silently as he remembered one moment when Yohji was annoying Aya a bit too much and to the older blonde's shock ended up sitting in the fountain where they had their picnic. Later in the day, near sundown, Yohji pulled out a camera from his jeans and started to take pictures. The one that Omi was holding showed Ken with his arms around Omi's shoulders as they both grinned into the camera.

How normal we look, Omi thought as he glanced down at the photo and the others that stood on his bookcase. In all the pictures they all look like normal people, not assassins who sneak into the darkness and avenge the innocent.

"What would our lives be if we weren't in Weiss?" Omi whispered softly, as he whispered sadly.

He could imagine Ken laughing and smiling as he played with the kids on a local soccer team, or Yohji sitting in an office as he drank from a cup of coffee while flirting with his coworker, or even Aya who would sit peacefully on a nice white couch as he slipped delicately from a cup of espresso in one hand while holding a book in another.

Placing a fragile hand over Ken's picture, Omi looked down sadly, "I wonder what our relationship would be if we weren't in Weiss?"

Staring into the smiling picture of Ken, Omi felt something grip his chest. Then Omi quickly shook his head before he could get more lost in his thoughts. Placing the picture back where it originally was, Omi paused as he touched the edge of the frame. Omi turned away and grabbed his mission shirt and pulled it over his head as he heard the rest of his team begin to wake and make their way into the living room. As Omi heard Ken stumble in the hallway then curse, he couldn't help but let a smile grace his lips. As he looked out the window the last traces of night fell, and the brightly burning stars began to fade. Glancing one last time at the picture, Omi turned around and made his way into the hallway as he closed the door behind him.

Looking down at the red-faced brunet, Omi smiled and held out a hand, "Do you need any help getting up?"

"Hai." Ken said embarrassed as he grabbed onto Omi's hand and was pulled up.

"We should get to the living room now. If not then I think Aya would get a bit annoyed at us."

"He gets annoyed at everything, Omi." Ken joked and they started down the stairs into the living room.

"Yea." Omi laughed as they entered the room and saw their two teammates sitting on the couches sipping coffee. As he made his way towards them, Omi saw the last glimmer of the moon fade away and the last echoes of the shimmering stars sing their song to the morning dew as the day turned anew.