Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Essence of Innocence ❯ Victim of Reality ( Chapter 3 )

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Title: The Essance of Innocence
Chapter 3: Victim of Reality
Author: lilneko-chan
email: lilneko_chan@hotmail.com
Pairings: Yohji x Aya, Crawford x Schuldich, Ken x Omi, Farfarello x Nagi
Warmings: Yaoi, OOC, violence

Disclaimer: Weiss Kreuz (WeiB Kreuz, Knight Hunters or whatever other name they go by) does
not in any way belong to me. So if you try to sue me then I'll just laugh in your face since
I only have 5 bucks.

Author's Note: Same as the last two chapters. I don't think that I really have anything to say
so I hope that you'll like the story. Also any reviews, critism or anything else are always
welcomed.














Victim of Reality












The room was beginning to feel hot and stuffy. Aya lay in bed with an arm and legs
outstretched and the other hand rested on his bare torso. His red hair spread on the white
pillow like an angel's wing as his bedspread lay crumpled on his still form. His red velvet
pants rode low on his body showing stomach, torso, and bellybutton.

Something Yohji might wear, Aya thoughts absently.

Aya stretched, raising his pale arms above his head then looked absentmindedly at
his bare wall. The pale moonlight shined through his slightly opened window and glowed
upon his mission outfit. The black leather gleamed back dancing wildly in his violet eyes.
The room lie quiet and undisturbed as if afraid to disturb the peaceful surroundings. The
light whispered back serene and ever so calm.

Aya twisted in bed, turning onto his side and moved his hand repeatedly along his
katana that was leaning against his drawer. The katana twinkled in the moonlight calling
for its master to hold it and seek ever-lasting blood and vengeance. Aya cared for his
prized possession above all else. This was the same sword that he held on his first
mission. This was the same sword that he held when he he destroyed the man who was
the cause of all his sufferings. This was the same sword that he held when he vowed
vengeance after...

Aya let the thought fall away as he turned over waving a hand under his chin and
pillow. The soft brightness fell across his smooth pale back, devoid all of scars or cuts
considering his harsh lifestyle. Aya stared at the wall feeling calm and reasonable when a
red handkerchief caught his attention as Aya's eyes turned to it slowly. It was Yohji's
handkerchief...the one that he used when he tied Aya's wounded arm on the ride back to
the flower house. Aya's eyes stared at it recalling the mission Manx had given them that
night. The mission failed. They lost the data and a mysterious panther was on the loose.
Manx was shocked when Aya and his teammates told her about the events of that night.
Aya's eyes started to lose focus as he relived the moment.


<<Flashback>>


"Jeez Aya, you need to bandage that wound. It's still bleeding pretty badly." Yohji
warned.

"Could bandage it myself!" Aya said curtly. "What about your leg? It's bleeding as
well!"

Yohji fix his eyes on at his leg and shrugged. "It's only a glaze. Let me, Omi or
even Ken take care of that."

"Iie!"

"Aya..."

"Tondemonai! (1)"

"...fine. Do want you want to. Remember that I volunteered to help." Yohji walked
away to look after Ken's wounds with Omi close by acting as the mother hen.

Aya looked away and took off his shirt. The wound was in dire condition. The
wound was deep, displaying flesh as blood swelled over the cut. Aya took a pair of
tweezers and used it to pull the bullet out. Blood trickled out as Aya crunched his teeth to
hide the pain. The wound began to throb as Aya took a hold of the bullet and started to
pull it out. The bullet slide out smoothly as Aya stared at it for a moment and let it slip
into the trashcan.

Aya laid the tweezers down gently on the kitchen counter as he curled his figures
around the edge and closed his eyes. Aya sucked in his breathe and exhaled slowly to
calm his pounding heart. Something soft and wet touched his wound lightly and a pair of
long figures tightens their hold on his upper arm. Aya's eyes flew open as looked down at
the head of the oldest Weiss assassin. Yohji's head was bent down fixing his eyes on the
wound.

"I told you that you needed help." Yohji said softly. He dabbed at the wound then
dipped the cloth into the bowl of water and washed out the blood.

"You should stop trying to be indifferent and relax some more." Yohji set the cloth
down after he had cleaned the wound and started to bandage it. "Go out and have some
fun. We're still young so appreciate life as it lasts."

Yohji put the finishing touches on the bandage and looked up. "Done."

They stayed in that position never moving. Yohji's touch lingered on his arm as
they stared at each other's eyes. Yohji opened his mouth to speak but was interrupted
when the doorbell rung and there stood Manx dressed in her usual sexy cloths and with
her apathetic expression. Aya saw that Yohji's eyes look blankly at Manx but a second
later his eyes brighten. The older Weiss let go of Aya's arm then he started to glide
toward Manx with a smile on his face.

"Hello Manx. It's a pleasure to see you again on this beautiful night. O genki desu
ka? (2)

Manx smiled but her face remained neutral. "Konnichiwa Yohji-san. I'm doing
well." She turned and looked at Aya taking in his bandage arm. "How was the mission?"

Omi watched the ground, shuffling his feet across it. Ken twisted his figures behind
his head but keep a small but steady look at Manx. Yohji stood there with a hand on his
hip while the other hand reached inside his pocket for some cigarettes. He seemed
unaffected by the question. Aya also was unfazed by the question as he kept Manx's
steady gaze.

In a slow voice he said, "We did not get the data."

Manx raised a dedicate eyebrow in question but did not speak. Omi looked up
taking a hesitant step in the direction of Manx. "I messed up and the guards were
alerted." Omi admitted guiltily.

Ken stepped in and supplied the rest, "We were fighting the guards but then thirty
more guards came and...um well..."

Ken turned quiet when he tried to think mentally as to how he should phrase the
next statement. Yohji became restless then said the rest, "Then a panther came and saved
us."

Manx blinked then cocked her head at Aya. "A panther?"

Aya gazed at her then nodded. "Hai. The panther killed the remaining guards then
disappeared. We lost the data during the battle and could not find it afterwards."

Manx looked at him thoughtfully. Her eyes lost their severe gaze instead taking on a
faraway and distracted look. She raised one hand to her chin, thoughtfully tapping a
slender red nail on her rosy cheek. Her other arm supported the other arm as she placed it
across her stomach and under the arm. She tightened her red lips together in thought then
seemed to come to a conclusion.

"I'll tell Persia about this new development. The panther was an unknown
element."

Omi spoke out, "Was the data...very important or was it..."

"The data was important but not necessary. There are other ways to get
information. Do not worry too much, Omi."

Omi nodded seemingly more assured. Manx looked at each of them and exited the
Koneko no Sumu Ie. Yohji lifted the cigarette from his mouth and blew out a cloud of
smoke disregarding the others in the room. Yohji sat in the stool that was next to the
kitchen table. He turned the cigarette in his hand and stared at it evenly. He moved the
cigarette toward his mouth as he prepared to take a puff.

"Yohji-kun!"

"Nani!?"

"You're going to kill all the flowers." Omi whined.

"Just one smoke."

"Yohji-kun!"

"...eh, all right." Yohji sighed and put out the cigarette.

"Arigatou Yohji-kun." Omi replied

"Whatever."

Ken smiled, picked up his weapon and went upstairs as Yohji and Omi argued
about flowers and cigarettes. Aya glared at them then picked his way up the stairs
himself. He felt a stare at his back but didn't turn around.

"...cigarettes are bad for you."

"So is this city but you're still here."

"That different."

"How?"

"Well...um...its just different."

"Whatever you say bishounen."

"Don't call me that."

"Why not?"

"I don't like it."

"Well, you can't get everything that you want bishou-"

Aya shook his head as he made his way to his bedroom drowning out the sounds
that came from inside the kitchen.


<<End Flashback>>


Aya rolled again, insomniac taking over his exhausted body. He groaned and
rubbed a slender hand over his eyes. He mind rolled over the events of the mission. It was
a simple mission, not one to fail. He remembered how the guards had discovered them in
the office then the running and after he got thrown onto the ground by Yohji's weight.
Aya was confused. There was a tightening in his chest that he never felt before. Aya's
hand curled around his blanket as he lay on his back. His thoughts once again returned to
the lengthy blond not two rooms away. Aya recalled the way Yohji's skin felt when he
tended his wound. Soft and smooth skin as they applied gentle pressure. Aya shook his
head to rid himself of the nagging feelings.

Baka, Aya thought, you get shaken up in a little mission and now you're thinking
about the stupid playboy. Pathetic.

Aya got out of bed knowing that sleep wouldn't come to him that night. Aya slid
off the covers covering his torso and grabbed a black shirt and pulled it on. Aya was
tempted to get his orange sweater but resisted the urge. He opened the door to his room
and walked into the hallway. The others were in their rooms asleep. The hallway gave off
an eerie feeling of emptiness as Aya slipped into the darkness and left the flower house.

There weren't many pedestrians on the streets at the early hour. The silence went
on for eternity as darkness lurked in their shadowy depts. Aya's footsteps echoed across
the emptied street that he knew so well. His hands dug into his pants pockets as the
chilling air caressed over his bare arms. His hair danced along the hovering wind as a
white dove fluttered in the midnight sky. It seemed as if there was magic in the air as a
shooting star shot through the midnight sky.

Aya looked up as he reached his destination. A large white building towered above
him. Lights beamed out forcing the darkness away. He slid his hand along the metal rail
as he climbed the stairs to the main doors.

The mechanical doors opened as Aya stepped inside. People in white coasts and
hats passed him as he made his way to the main desk. A young woman looked up at him
as he reached the counter.

"Konnichiwa, Mr. Fujinami. O genki desu ka?" She asked

"I've been well."

The young women pushed her waterfall of black hair over her shoulders revealing
a nametag saying "Ms. Ayumi: Assistant Nurse"

"The room had just been cleaned and the medications are coming soon. You could
go in now."

"Arigatou, Ayumi-san."

"It's all right Ran-san."

The nurse watched as Aya walked toward the room as she shook her head sadly.

"Zannen desu ne (3)." she whispered then turned back to her work.

Aya walked across the hall until he reached the room he was heading for. He
opened the door to room 438 and looked inside. The room was bare of any living beings
except for one lone figure lying still in the hospital bed. A beeping sound came from a
monitor close by. Aya walked to the figure and pulled a chair from the wall and sat down.
He moved the chair until he was sitting next to the head of the bed and tenderly touched
the forehead of the patient.

The young girl did not stir as Aya stroked the locks of raven black hair away form
her eyes. Her face was youthful and serene as she lay still on the bed. Aya looked into her
face watching for any movement but none came. Sadness and guilt filled his eyes as he
looked down into his imouto's face.

"I killed Takatori and took down his business." He whispered softly. "...I helped
other people in trouble and looked after you...but...you still haven't woken up...Why?"

An answer never came as Aya laid his head down on the bed and shut his eyes.

I'm so tired, Aya thought. I wish that this nightmare would just end.

Outside the bedroom window night slowly succumbed to day as little golden rings
of sunlight pierced the everlasting depths of darkness.












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(1) tondemonai-no way
(2) o genki desu ka-how are you
(3) zannen desu ne-it's such a pity