Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ False Realities ❯ First Act ( Chapter 8 )

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False Realities

Chapter 8::First Act

by Johin

"Waaaaah! Daddy, it hurts! I'm hurting, papa..." The boy cried as he sat down and held up his wounded knee for everyone to see.

The father came close to the boy, patted him while squatting. "Young man, this won't be the last time you'll have a scrape or a cut and next time it'll be a bigger one but when that time comes you won't cry." said the father and his voice as soft as the wind. The father then left the boy, soon after another grievance came along their path, but during that the boy didn't cry.

"Because you won't cry."

Nagi woke up suddenly from his dream. His subconscious had just reminded him of his last memory with his biological father. He panted and heaved a sigh, having a hard time thinking straight, not understanding himself if he was happy to have seen his father once again or frightened by the fact that he was once again alone in this world.

He moved out from his bed and noticed that he wore a plain set of clothes, t-shirt and jeans not too shabby, not too flashy. "Just what is happening to me? I never"

"Never what, pretty boy?" Schu said with a smug smile and an eyebrow raised. He stepped forward and stopped right in front of the teen. "Yo. We found you on the floor yesterday night. Lucky you, that we were able to come home ne?"

Nagi frowned and creased his eyebrows. "What happened yesterday Schu?"

"Well we don't know for sure but Crawfish was sure worried about ya."

The frown on the boy's face left and as well as the crease on his brows, he heaved a sigh of relief and said, "Thank you then I knew that you would never" Nagi then headed for the outside of the room before even finishing his sentence.

The German turned about and called for the young genius "Nagi! Never do what?"

Nagi stopped in his tracks, faced Schuldig with a bright smile and said "Do anything to hurt me." The boy's alarm clock went off and that was the supposed signal for the start of his day. "I still have class if you'll excuse me then." He gave his respects to the redhead, bowing before finally leaving the room.

"AAAAAAAAH! STOP IT KEN-KUN!" Omi screamed at the top of his lungs struggling against the strength of the person addressed.

"Well, first of all you need your wounds healed. Second, it's your fault for being too temperamental when it comes to the very delicate matter with that boy. Third, IT WOULDN'T HURT AS MUCH IF YOU JUST STAYED PUT!" The soccer player retorted.

For lack of anything to say, Omi pouted and gave Ken the puppy dog eye treatment and though it was hard for Ken to say no to that face he did. "No you don't. Now quit it and you'll be off to school in a minute."

"Thanks Ken" Omi said as he smiled.

"Hey, no problem." Ken dabbed the wound with the disinfectant and kept everything away for further use inside their first aid kit. "There, all done."

"Okay I'm off! Bye Kenken!"

Ken tugged at the boy's shirt and hugged him before the young blonde left for his destination. "Don't ever make me worry like that again or I'll never forgive you understood?"

Omi nodded and the older man let go finally leaving for the new day. A redhead then came into the view of the brunette just as he lost sight of the blonde. "You okay?"

'A sign of concern for me, that's rare' Ken thought.

"Ken," Aya shook the younger man hard on his shoulders. "Wake up, you okay?"'

"Oh. Yeah, yeah just fine. Sorry for that."

"Well, it's our shift so hurry up, kay? I'll be waiting downstairs." said the redheaded florist.

Ken fixed the high school boy's room- the bed and the desk and the messy floor. There were books, normal for a high school boy, magazines, and some newspaper clippings. He piled them all up on the boy's desk. He then picked up his things before finally leaving the area.

Omi came in his classroom only to find that it was empty, scarce of any signs of human life. As he went for his table, he checked his watch for the time only to find that it was still six-thirty in the morning.

"Well, Omi, it seems you lost track of time again. A trip to the roof top wouldn't hurt now would it?" he asked himself and looked out of the window while settling his school bag.

"It was a bit weird that no one was by the shoe lockers..." His train of thought was cut off by the sound of the sliding doors opening up for another student to come in, also surprising him by the fact that it was none other than Prodigy himself.

The brunette weaved his way to his desk while the other boy stared at him. The rhythmic tapping of Nagi's feet against the floor seemed to have caught the blonde boy in a trance.

"Quit staring, it's not like I'm a ghost or anything." Nagi said in annoyance. He watched the other's reaction and found that Omi was heading for outside. "Omi! I didn't- we need to talk. Do you have some time?"

Omi nodded slowly wondering about the other's thoughts before suggesting the rooftop, pointing up and smiling at the thin boy. "Well whatever that is will probably be important right? Let's go." And with that he dragged the shorter boy along the hallway and up to their destination with little to no protests coming from the one being dragged along.

The two boys stood by the fence and far from the doorway. Nagi leaned against the railing as he looked on to the city with Omi to his right facing the opposite way.

"So what's up, Nagi?"

"What happened yesterday? That ritual thingy Crawford was saying about?"

"I don't know. Don't you know anything?"

Nagi shook his head and sighed. "Not a thing. I blacked out after Crawford took me. Too much blood loss I guess. My wound had reopened."

"Ah. So you didn't hear that." Omi laughed and Nagi frowned.

"What? Why are you laughing?" Nagi asked turning his head to the right to face the florist.

Omi tried to stop his laughter but couldn't so he just said, "Nothing, honest."

Nagi sighed and then faced the city again. "WELL, obviously we're not to be seen like this by anyone else and also I'm transferring out of here in two months time. They'll all be after us if not- a deal's a deal after all" he said in a depressed manner.

"Hey cheer up! I'm sure Weiss won't be after you I mean...They've seen that better side of you."

"Yuck! Quit acting soo cheesy." Nagi said moving away from his friend in disgust and then heading for the door.

"Well at least it worked!"

"What did?" Nagi asked raising an eyebrow and facing the boy who could fall any minute now.

"You wanted to laugh I know you did!"

"Whatever Tsukiyono! AND BY THE WAY, Schuldig doesn't know that I know what happened yesterday so. Steer clear from him for a while let me think of something to fix this mess" Nagi said leaving the boy alone on the roof.

"Gotcha!" Omi said smiling not even making a move to catch up with the telekinetic. There was a clicking sound coming from the door way signaling Nagi's exit.

"You didn't hear..." Omi said trailing off as tears fell down. He hopped down from where he sat and faced the town he had come to love before heading for the same direction as dark haired one, running in hopes of catching up. He opened the door and ran the few steps down only to find Nagi at the landing of the stairwell.

"Took you long enough. Come on, a lot of people are already heading for class."

Omi laughed at this peculiar trait of Nagi but went with the boy. "You owe me." The blonde said as they went down the third set of stairs.

"I owe you?"

"Yes, you do"

"What?"

They reached the floor where their class was and was walking along the hall way when Omi wouldn't speak with this weird smile plastered on his face.

"What?!" Nagi screamed in frustration. "Okay fine I DID laugh a bit after I close the door is that it?"

"No." Omi's smile just seemed to get wider by the minute.

"What then?" Nagi asked stopping in his tracks, a silent message that he was getting annoyed

"You owe me a date." Omi laughed and then ran for his life and entered the classroom before his companion could catch him. When Nagi still hadn't come he peeked his head out and hollered to see that Nagi was still on the same spot trying to explain to other people what the meaning of Tsukiyono Omi's message was.

"You should have just said lunch I would have bought it gladly for you." Nagi said sitting down on his chair by Omi's other friends in front of Omi himself. "Damn it, you got the whole school into thinking something else!"

Nozomu, a brown eyed black haired boy, laughed. "Well it sounded like declaration of love. I was there"

"Hey stop it. Nagi can take only this much torture." Omi then made a figure with his two fingers, as if pinching and showing a very minute sign as if Nagi's pressure in take was zero. Then everyone laughed at that.

Shiori then inserted "Nagi-san was as red as a tomato! That was a first. I thought Nagi-san was very cold and wouldn't have reacted like that. I though he'd hit Omi-sempai!"

"Actually he did right after the teacher greeted everyone, and us our teacher Nagi had hit him hard on the head." Nozomu narrated, laughing at both computer whizzes.

"ANYWAY, you still owe me food and you're buying something not in this canteen." Omi demanded for the second time. "Besides, I liked that soup you dumped on my head that day."

"You mean sempai it was Nagi-san that destroyed your lunch last Monday?" Shirori asked seemingly like a very naïve girl.

Nagi kicked Omi's knee reminding the other that no one knew that even though it was true no one would have been able to see it.

"Urm. No it was on another day. Sorry Shiori we're not on the same line of thinking here." Omi explained with a sweatdrop rolling at the back of his head.

"Fine, fine. I just dunno how though." Nagi said staring at Omi before finally picking up the last pieces of his lunch.

"Oh yeah. Sorry. Just forget about it then." Omi said doing the same with his lunch.

"Hmph. You go into the halls screaming that out no way. I could escape...probably." Nagi explained standing up and very off handedly.

"Don't go risking that! You're pretty stupid sometimes!" Omi said exasperated.

"Well I did promise you so just don't forget about it kay? I'll make sure to fulfill it." Nagi said leaving the three to finish their lunch.

"What was that about?" Shiori whispered to Nozomu and the other just shook his head and shrugging signaling his own bewilderment about this attitude of their friends.

"Okay. I'm done! Bye guys. I still need to finish my History assignment!" Omi said out of the blue snapping the two out of their silent conversation.

"Hah! Omi didn't do his assignment! That's a first!" Nozomu joked and Omi just stuck his tongue out in self defense.

"Well sorry! I had other more IMPORTANT things to do not like you."

"Ouch that hurt. That hurt me right here" the black haired boy said pointing to his heart.

Omi laughed and then stood up. "Anyway I really need to go. Bye guys!"

Shiori and Nozomu watched the blonde head off to a different direction. "That's not where the Library is not even our classroom, he didn't even have a book with him." Nozomu noted to his girl companion.

"Leave him alone No-chan. He has problems, it's obvious to us though not to others or even himself but not until he asks us to help will we help, he's that kind of a person." Shiori said after thinking what her grandmother would've said.

"Even if he dies of it?"

Shiori couldn't answer that question though. It was too hard to think what was going on and yet seemingly so easy if their two friends just let them. "I- I don't know."

Omi headed for the clinic hoping that the doctor wasn't there. He still needed some sleep, after what happened yesterday night or rather early this morning he needed a lot of it. Nagi had told him a while a go that he didn't know what happened except for waking up around six o'clock having that conversation with Mastermind and then getting dressed so the other had approximately another hour sleep while he had around ten minutes.

He entered the clinic as silently as possible only to find the doctor there talking with none other than Nagi himself.

"Ah! And so the other escapee has returned, mind telling me what happened yesterday? Or rather what you want from me now?" Ishida-san inquired.

"Umm... would you mind if I borrowed a bed. I think I'll faint in a minute if I don't get some rest. Err" Omi tried to explain further but he couldn't.

"Well both of you have the same wants. I'll make a deal with you. Tell me what's the reasons for those wounds and let me examine you again for routine and then you can sleep. Deal? It's not that much." The man in pristine white said with a smile that Omi found annoying but he had to give in.

"I agree and I suppose Omi as well." Nagi stated

"We got caught in a fight." Omi said as he headed for the couch on the other side.

"Well isn't that obvious." The doctor said taking down notes as he heard the pair's story.

"Then what do you want to know?" Omi snapped annoyed.

"Aren't we happy to see the doctor today" the man said sarcastically and eyeing both of them before continuing, "Exactly how did you come to get those wounds from a fight. A simple brawl wouldn't have had an effect like that."

"Thugs had ganged up on Omi the other day and then that's what happened. I was just there to help." Nagi explained preventing Omi from saying anything more.

"Thugs? Why were you in a place where there are thugs?"

"I was looking for something there. I lost something important and thought I could find it again." Omi said camly enlightening the man. He took a deep breath and looked outside a window near by. Nagi was still standing and watching what the doctor wrote though it wasn't that obvious.

"Okay. Anyway Tsukiyono-kun, Naoe-kun, could you please come here every morning for a check up?" the nurse doctor asked as he wrote some more on the paper. "It's just so as I know if you need to drink anything. Okay then two beds are yours. I'll just notify your teachers that you two had come in for a check and fainted."

The man then stood up which alarmed Omi as he remembered something. "Please don't tell them. Please I'm begging you sir. Don't tell them about these wounds." Omi pleaded.

"Of course. I promised you that and you'll have it. There are things that are always only known between the doctor and the patient." With that the man in white left closing the door behind him.

"What have you got against doctors anyway?" Nagi asked occupying the Ishida-san's seat for a while since he was already very tired.

Omi contemplated for a few minutes before finally speaking, "I had someone who cared for me once. She was dying not because science didn't have a cure for her, but because no doctor would hear our appeal for aid. Everyone seemed so busy, not even looking at me, or the bleeding old woman beside me. Though she was just hired by Persia to look after me as I trained, she cared and she died."

"Not everyone is like that."

"True. I'm just apprehensive of them." Omi then stood up and headed for the infirmary beds. "I need my sleep I dunno about you so I'm off." Nagi followed soon after.

Dr. Toru Ishida was walking along the halls to the faculty just in time to see an all too familiar redhead standing by the door to his destination. He was certain that man wasn't a school teacher, first of all he would have known since he was a working staff. He called out to that person and apparently it was that man's name. "Fujimiya Ran!"

Aya stopped in his thoughts at the sound of his real name being called by a voice he had nearly forgotten about. He turned around to see typical Japanese man running for him in a white coat and his ID on him. " Ishida?"

"Yo Ran! Haven't seen you around since what? College?" The doctor said patting the amethyst eyed man in the back.

"You still haven't changed, you're very annoying."

"And nosy" Toru Ishida laughed and what was surprising the other was laughing with him.

"Aya they said-"

Aya stopped from his display of emotion and turned to face the soccer player who had just come out of the faculty room. There was a silence around the three men, no one wanting to speak for the sake of not confusing themselves anymore.

Toru Ishida raised an eyebrow at the name Aya, but he wasn't the only one with a look like that of his, it was the same with the one behind Ran. "And you are?"

"Ken Hidaka. Umm... sorry for interrupting your conversation go on please." The younger man said and stepped out of the faculty room.

"No it wasn't important, Ken. Where's Omi?" Aya said preventing further delay to their goals. Toru behind him pouted a bit and then perked up at the name of the boy he was giving his attention to.

"Well, the teachers said they haven't seen Omi-kun nor have their classmates. He couldn't have cut class, could he?" Ken said worry stricken again for their youngest member.

"You two are Omi's guardians?" Toru butted in.

Aya and Ken looked at the taller man and nodded. "There's another one actually but he's at our shop taking care of things, why?" Aya said wondering where this conversation was going to.

"All I have to say is thank you and I'm very disappointed. If you could wait just a minute, I'll take you to him." Aya's mystery friend said and he excused himself to be able to enter the faculty room.

"Aya, who's that guy?"

"An old friend..."

"Just a friend?"

The taller man stood silent for a minute then answered. "He was my best friend, from Junior high to college. He doesn't know about my name."

"Or the incident?"

"He knows about the incident. And quit it he doesn't know about Weiss. I won't sacrifice the unit." Aya said straight to the point.

"Sorry. Standard procedure, you know."

"Yes, yes. It's all right." Aya said coldly.

"Then why are you so cold then Ran Fujimiya?"

"Because..."

The doors opened and Toru Ishida came out. "Yes thank you everyone. I'll make sure to get them rest." He said and closed the faculty doors cutting off the communication from inside. "Come on Omi's in my office, sleeping. He's been tired ever since this morning he says."

"Lead the way." Ken said and the Toru smiled at him following as told.

The trio went down the hallway and down a flight of stairs in silence until they reached the clinic.

"Like I said before I'm pretty disappointed and amazed at you two. Well, not so much, knowing that you're with the boy, Ran." Toru said as he lifted his clipboard and read some information. "Apparently our young Omi hear has had lethal injuries like these more than once am I correct in assuming this or no?"

"You're the doctor you tell us." Aya said in complete monotone eyeing his old friend across the room.

"Okay then. Yes I believe it safe to assume that he's had wounds like these more than once. Now the question is why? He's but seventeen years old he shouldn't have those." The doctor sat down in frustration and studied the faces of the two people standing in front of him.

"May I see him?" Ken asked out of the blue interrupting this little staring match.

"Fine go ahead but please, take care of him. A child like him should be having fun. He should have a girlfriend for all I care not those. What are you doing to him..." Toru turned his back to the visitors and continued with his paper work interrupted by our two young boys.

Ken gave Aya a look seemingly having a silent conversation with the man and then leaving the next minute after closing the door behind him.

"Toru," Aya called sitting on the couch that had been earlier occupied by Omi. He sighed, looked down and clasped his hands. "My name's not Ran anymore. It's Aya."

"I had figured that out along the way I'm not stupid. I won't bother asking why." The doctor said not looking up from his work, not even seemingly giving the other man in the room a thought.

"Don't worry yourself over Omi. You said that you had been amazed at the work done to his wounds." The white assassin said calmly and slowly. "We are all capable of checking up on him. The best you can do is look on him while in school."

"How can I not worry Ran? He's not even a man not even of legal age and yet with those wounds...and his eyes, his beautiful eyes, have you taken time to stare into them, see their beauty? Their age and wisdom?" The doctor stood up and gathered a pile of papers for filing and went to a shelf right beside the couch where Aya sat.

"I have, and believe me I've tried to protect him but you don't know what's going on so please the only thing you can do is watch him."

"What is happening Ran? I never thought I'd see a child such as him." Toru said looking at the person to his left. "Also that other boy, Nagi is he with you too? He has lots of whip scars on his back. Did you do that?"

"You know I didn't. I can't even touch the boy"

"What do you mean?"

"Nothing"

Ishida looked on at his friend suspiciously then went back to his seat. "Anyway, I'll take your word for it. I just don't want to see him in a pool of blood next time or fighting with thugs."

"Thugs? A pool of blood? What do you mean?" Aya asked surprised by the doctor's statement.

"Once he broke down on a PE class because his injuries had reopened and to think that he got those wounds from a gang in the first place." Toru informed. "He didn't tell you, am I correct?"

"Yes, he didn't."

"Anyway, I'll keep him in check. Just remember you'll have to explain everything to me once the right time comes." The physician said getting back to work.

"Thanks" Aya got up and spoke aloud before leaving "But you might regret not forcing me to answer you because that time will only be my death"

"What do you-" The general practitioner found that his friend was already gone probably with Omi and Hidaka-san. In his place was a card with a picture of a kitten and flowers in a little house. There was an address and a phone number- obviously a business card. All Toru could do was smile. "You still haven't changed"

The bell indicating the end of classes rang, some students were already rushing their way out of school, some even heading for their club's designated meeting area. A few teachers were still making their students listen to his announcement but all to no avail. It was a typical afternoon scene.

"Ken, we should wake these two up now." Aya said. He was sitting on a windowsill eyeing every car that passed by and every student that went out of the school.

"But they still need rest." Ken replied. He sat right beside their youngest kitten, watching over the boy.

"Ken." Aya called but alas the other wasn't paying attention. "Siberian, snap out of it. Schwarz will probably come to pick their Prodigy up."

Ken felt like his hopes die like a flame. He looked at his superior in an attempt for reconsideration but there was none. "Yes sir. I understand." He shook the young blonde awake in no time. He then tried for the other boy that lay asleep next to Omi's bed.

Omi's mind was working its way slowly to the realization that Aya and Ken were inside the school's hospice. The soccer player was trying to wake Nagi up beside him.

"They're here." The stoic leader said, surprising the three into full alert.

"They, Ran?" Toru Ishida asked, coming out from nowhere, to inspect on the four men inside, as it seems. "Ah not my business I guess. I'll be leaving in a few minutes and I suggest that you guys as well. I just need to finish this check up on the boys"

Nagi sat up and spoke. "I won't be needing that. If you'll excuse me someone's waiting for me outside."

Omi was taken aback by those words; that was when his mind had begun to clear up. "I won't need it either"

"Yes you will, Omi. Toru Ishida is a good friend of mine so you shouldn't have any worries." Aya explained. Bombay seemed to have relaxed from his previous pretense, but it didn't mean he was going to be agreeable during the test.

"I need to go, they'll be suspicious." Nagi reminded.

"Your things were dropped off by your two friends, Shiori and Nozomu, I think, were their names." The doctor said off-handedly proceeding with the check-up he was to give Omi.

"I'll make sure to thank them then. Good day everyone." Nagi bowed his respects and left the room hastily.

"Well Schuldig it won't be that hard to find your prey now, if you just do your job." Crawford sneered at his companion. They stood by a red jaguar (1) parked on the street across the school.

"I always do my job, Oracle. Watch your mouth." Schuldig shot back he leaned on the car and relaxed. "Besides if you just wait a while you'll see that I didn't fail you."

"Farfello, get the car started. You'll be the one driving." The American ordered ignoring the sounds of protest that came from the German.

The car revved up and everyone was now just waiting for the young boy of Schwarz. They were casually eyeing and observing every student that exited the school. Schuldig then entered the back seat of the car being the impatient person that he is. Crawford gave him another warning glance and stood in place.

"He's coming out and he said that we shouldn't have bothered to pick him up." Schuldig said out of the blue. True enough their Prodigy had then come out of the school's gates heading for their car.

Nagi bowed down to his superiors once he reached an area close enough to the group and far from danger. He stood up straight and Crawford just nodded to the boy. Both of them entered the already running jaguar. Everyone was then buckled up and with Farfello being the sane person that he is right now was allowed to drive.

"Ano- Crawford-san, why did you pick me up? Is there something wrong?" the boy asked cautiously, picking out his words as to not offend his leader in any manner that might result to brutality and violence.

"He just wanted to make sure that you would come home." Schuldig said out of turn not minding another warning glance given to him by the businessman seated in front, in effect startling the high school boy.

"Nagi, as you know you'll be transferring in two months time." Crawford began, looking out of the side windows of the car. "But before that we have to go out for a while, maybe two weeks or one month at the most."

"Well that's okay with me, Crawford-san. I'll just take care of the place while your gone." Nagi replied thinking that it was what was expected of him.

"Thank you then, will you be okay if you'll be entrusted to some people?"

"People? Like who?"

"We were given direct orders Nagi. You're to be given to Weiss, our enemy unit." Schuldig answered for the boy.

"Why?" Prodigy asked in confusion. He thought of the events early this morning and of the other times fighting with them why was it so...

"Because it is direct orders. You can't ever appear in our house anymore. Understood?" Crawford rebutted still staring out of his side window. "We'll continue this conversation later. Your stuff is in the back, don't worry about it."

The car entered an alley large enough for just one vehicle. The four exited the automobile first making sure that the car wasn't easily spotted from anywhere since it was at the back. They got Nagi's things and entered the only door in that alley leading to what seemed like a kitchen. They followed Crawford's lead to go into a closet full of cleaning aids. The capitalist then pushed an offending shelf blocking his path and pulled open a trap door with a stairway leading to downstairs. The room that followed was completely devoid of light enveloping the four men in darkness. There was a soft clicking sound followed by something heavy sliding above them.

'Everyone keep silent. Not a sound must be heard.' Crawford sent to Schuldig whom which gladly sent to the other two. Everyone then sat down on the floor they were, relaxing. It was fine as long as there was no noise as indicated by their leader.

'Schu, what's going on?' Nagi asked the telepath

'Just like what you did with me this morning, an act. Oh yeah that was a pretty good one, I didn't realize it till you had left' Schuldig replied smiling for the young man, comforting the both of them as they had both felt a great tension lift from their shoulders.

Seconds passed soon turning into minutes. Those minutes then became hours and soon there were sounds of cars parking, feet shuffling and chairs moving, a bag being dumped to the floor and suddenly some running but there wasn't a squeak of a voice heard through the ordeal all coming from the floor above. There was a moment of silence and then the clicking of several guns, nearly making Nagi yelp in surprise and earning a mental reprimand from the German. Some more minutes passed and then it was over.

"Okay everyone clear out! They aren't here, these florists are out of our list." A commanding voice boomed over as if making the wooden frame of the house shake and tremble from its intensity and pressure. The once parked cars in front of the shop were heard to leave.

Farfello sighed in relief soon followed by the American. "I guess it's safe now if you went against your own rules, correct?" The Irish man asked for confirmation and was glad to receive it.

The hidden door opened up again to reveal Aya glaring at them. "It's clear. Crawford, you're the one who'll explain everything. I don't get this idea of yours myself." He left the doorway open heading for the kitchen, obviously asking them to follow.

Schwarz was lead to the dining area of Koneko. Omi sat on the counter top to the left with Ken standing beside him and Youji stood farthest to the right and Aya sat by the table. Everyone was expectant to have a clearer knowledge of everything that was happening.

"Take a seat. I have a few questions to ask and the same goes for my comrades." Aya said coolly to his enemies.

Crawford, Schuldig and Farfello then took a seat. Omi offered a place near the counter for Nagi to sit and the other boy was pleased that he wasn't the only one going to be the middleman of all of this.

Crawford offered a smile to his 'business partners' a light falling upon his eyes, gleaming in delight. "Well ask away, but you should hurry since the first act has already begun."

---To Be Continued---

1)Erm I suddenly can't remember if it was a red jaguar or what someone know about this?

What else... Oh yeah, tell me what you think about it confusing or what? Hehehe actually I had though of just stopping at chapter 7 but then again...what about Nanami! What about Naru! So I decided to continue it. C&C and R&R please =D