Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Ghost Story ❯ Ghost Story Part 12 ( Chapter 12 )

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

Title: Ghost Story Part 12

Author: Genuinelie(s)

Pairings: Aya/Yohji; non-graphic OmixAya-chan; KenxOC

Rating: This chappie is pretty much PG.

Status: Ongoing

Summary: Yohji's housemates decide he needs help with a problem he doesn't want discovered, but that's pretty hard when you're being watched so carefully. But is someone watching the watchers?

A/N: Oh man. Bridge chapter is a bridge. Hope it's not too boring :-P. And sorry it took so long! This wasn't what I intended to do with this one, but I think it makes for better pacing.

xXxXx

"This is just because you're dating her." Ken exploded. "No one's had to stay home to babysit before, this is ridiculous."

"Ken-kun, it's not like that!" Omi pleaded. "Just trust me on this."

"You're being overprotective, and insane, and like, like Ran!" Ken snapped. "And insane."

Omi winced. "It's really not like that, Ken-kun. Really."

"Then what is it like, Omi? You think I can't do my job as well as Ran or Yohji? Or you? Huh?" Ken snarled.

"Are you so eager to kill people, Ken-kun?" Omi's voice turned sad, and this time, it was Ken's turn to wince.

"No," he muttered back, lamely. Because that wasn't it. He just didn't like being told he had to stay home like a puppy.

The door upstairs opened, hurried footsteps out of sync with one another sounded on the stairs. Ran appeared first, Yohji close behind.

"Mission?" Ran asked shortly.

Ken flailed his arms at them. "Yes. And someone is benching me! This is ridiculous! Ran, tell Omi no one has to stay behind to babysit your sister."

Ken watched Yohji visibly wince behind Ran. Okay, so maybe he wasn't the person to have brought that up with...

Ran raised an eyebrow, however. He looked over Ken's shoulder at what he assumed was Omi. Ken put his hands on his hips.

"That true, chibi?" Yohji asked.

"If only three people are needed?" Ran asked finally.

"Yes," Omi said, a tad too quickly. Ken turned to observe Omi. He wasn't unwilling to rule out the possibility that aliens had gotten to his friend, because he was looking guilty on top of insane.

Ran crossed the room. He took the mission file from Omi's fingers - Ken had been involved in a game of keepaway with that same damned file for the past half-hour. Omi's eyes shifted from Ken to Ran and back again.

"Omi won't even tell me who the target is," Ken complained. "It's bullshit."

Ran snapped the file shut and handed it back to Omi.

"Ran-kun-" Omi started.

"It's your boyfriend's father." Ran stated flatly. He crossed the room and took a post on the wall next to Yohji, who was still hovering by the stairs.

"Shit, Ken," Yohji said.

"Ran-kun!" Omi snapped. "He shouldn't have to, I've been trying not to!" He let out a long-suffering sigh, then a very quiet, "I'm sorry, Ken-kun. But really. Only three people are needed for this, seriously, and I think all of us will understand if..."

Ken cocked his head to one side and replayed the last few moments in his head.

Omi looking guilty.

Yohji looking like he'd been punched.

No, between those two things... Ran saying...holy fuck.

Ken sat down heavily on the couch.

He was pretty sure that killing someone's parent topped the list of reasons to break up with a person.

He slapped a hand over his face and groaned.

"Ken-kun, you don't have to-" Omi started.

"You shoulda just told me, man!" Ken growled, and rubbed at his eyes. It wasn't helping change the scenery any.

"Ken-ken, we got this," Yohji said, his voice falsely cheerful. "You don't even gotta be involved. Just be supportive, yanno, when..."

"Yohji..." Ran's voice sounded like it thought Yohji was the idiot that Ken did.

"Maybe Kritiker fucked up," Ken suggested through his fingers. "What the hell'd he do?"

"Human trafficking," Omi said immediately. "Of young boys. It checks out. It looks like he's a genuine target, Ken-kun, I'm sorry. But at least it's not..." Omi's voice broke off. "Anyway, did Jun tell you? His dad's apparently rich. Very, very rich. And he donates money to all sorts of political and law enforcement organizations...it sounds like they all appreciate the money too much to bother investigating such a generous donor..."

Ken peered between his fingers. Omi looked dismayed. "Yeah, yeah, it's okay. At least it's not Jun himself, that what you were gonna say? Not like he...I mean, how...I'll know, even if he doesn't! Oh my god! He'll be like, want to go to dinner? I'll be like, yeah, how was your weekend? Mine was fine, killed your dad Saturday, did you notice he was missing?" Ken dropped his head between his knees and stared at the floor. Someone should really vacuum, he noted, because there were all sorts of food crumbs down between the fibers.

He righted himself again and flung his arms over the back of the couch. "But I'm Weiss, right? If I can't do this, well, I'll still know, so I guess it's just not all peachy keen for me, but who was I kidding anyway, huh?"

"Ken!" Yohji looked shocked. He walked the rest of the way into the room and leaned over the couch to peer at his face. "This isn't something you have to do, we'll get it."

Ken didn't meet Yohji's eyes. "He's not Weiss anyway, right? So it wouldn't have worked. Just nevermind, ok? I said I got this. Omi's said the mission's tonight, hope that doesn't interfere with any of your dates..." So the last part came off as a bit bitter. Whatever.

"No worries, Ken-ken." Yohji for once didn't tease. He jumped over and landed butt-first on the couch, sprawling out. "Tell us the dirt, chibi."

Omi launched into details.

Ken tried to ignore the roiling in his gut.

xXxXx

"Ran!" Aya-chan leapt off her bed and enveloped her brother in a hug when he knocked and pushed open the door to her room. "I was so worried! You didn't say where you went!"

She'd heard them come back earlier, but had tried to be patient. She'd heard Omi and Ken arguing downstairs and hadn't wanted to get caught in the middle of it.

Ran hugged her back, his eartails tickling her neck. She let go and stepped back to look at his face. He had a weird expression on his face. "What is it?" She asked immediately.

Ran mustered a small smile for her. "Yohji found me."

She nodded at him. That meant she had been right; he'd gone to their parents' gravesite.

"And?" She asked. Her eyes scanned his face; it didn't show much.

"I think we're dating, Aya."

He said it so seriously, it made her giggle a little. Ran's eyebrow raised, his lips twitched.

"You think?" She teased. "Shouldn't you know?"

"We're dating," he said, and sounded more sure about it.

"I knew it!" She squealed. "I knew you liked him!"

Ran looked pained. Aya-chan grinned at him.

He paused, then gave her a small, serious nod. A second later a smile escaped onto his face though, and she matched it. She took his hands. "I really like Yohji-kun." She gave a little excited hop despite herself. "Ran! Is he your first boyfriend? Or, when I was...?"

Ran scowled at her. She giggled. "You're a brat," he muttered.

She stuck out her tongue at him. "Well?"

Ran shook his head at her. She couldn't tell if it was an answer or because he was frustrated at being asked.

After a moment of looking adorably awkward, a small frown creased his brow. "Aya-chan. We have a mission tonight. I don't want you to wait up, though, for either Omi or for me. We'll be okay."

Her face fell. She looked at the floor.

A mission...as always, that meant, 'we're going to kill someone.'

But that was okay with her. Those people always did awful things. But they did awful things that maybe they would do to her brother, or to Omi, if they failed...

"Aya-chan?" Ran touched a lock of her hair.

She looked back up at him, then nodded firmly. "Okay, Ran. But, but..." She chewed her lip. "I'm going to wake up anyway, you know." She met his eyes squarely. "So...knock three times! That will mean everyone's okay."

Ran nodded. "Okay."

Aya-chan hugged him.

"You know I'm going to stay up late on a school night watching movies and eating take-out," she commented.

It coaxed a small smile out of her brother. He rolled his eyes, but took out his wallet.

xXxXx

Omi let out a deep breath after finishing the mission briefing, and stared at the now-empty mission room. Ken had kind of stumbled up the stairs, but Omi had faith that if his teammate said he was okay with performing the mission, he'd get it together by the time they had to go. His team was professional, but it wasn't like they were machines. The very thought of being unaffected by news like that made Omi feel a little sick.

But even Ran had seemed to understand letting Ken out of this one, if he'd wanted to.

It made Omi proud of Weiss. They really were family.

He ran up the stairs to find Aya-chan, and tell her that they'd be gone. Her door opened when he reached the top of the stairs, however - he lurked until he heard Ran's footsteps retreat into his own room.

Okay, so maybe it still made him nervous to be dating Ran's sister.

He was really, really afraid of screwing it up for all of them. But maybe especially losing Ran's trust. Well, maybe especially especially losing Aya-chan, but he didn't exactly have to work with her.

After Ran was out of the hallway, he trotted up to the door. It opened unexpectedly, however, and before he had a chance to move he found himself sprawling on the floor with Aya-chan on top of him, beet red.

She scrambled to her feet. "Omi-kun! I'm sorry, I was just coming to find you!"

Omi hopped up, feeling his face burn. He put a hand behind his head and grinned sheepishly. "Ditto."

"Ran says you have a mission?" She whispered it.

Omi nodded. "Don't worry! We'll be all right."

Aya-chan gave him a small smile. "That's what he said, too."

They stood awkwardly facing each other for a moment.

Suddenly Aya-chan moved forward and wrapped Omi in a hug. "Be careful, though, okay? I told Ran to knock three times on my door to let me know everyone's okay when you come back, all right? Otherwise I'm going to worry, and I won't sleep, and..."

Omi hugged her back, hard. "Okay! Please don't worry, Aya-chan..."

There were footsteps down the hallway. They broke apart to find Ken coming through in his mission gear.

"Get a room!" He yelled, rolling his eyes. His face was amused more than anything else, though.

Omi's stomach sank. He tried to imagine having to kill one of Aya-chan's parents, whether or not it was deserved, and felt like throwing up.

"Well..." he said, after Ken had disappeared down the stairs. "I guess I should go get ready."

Aya-chan hugged him again, then surprised him with a kiss.

"Remember to knock!" She demanded. Aya-chan ran back into her room before he could do much of anything.

Omi lingered with a goofy half-smile on his face, then shook himself out of it and went to prepare.

xXxXx

A brief knock on Ran's bedroom door was the only warning he had before it was pushed open. Yohji slid inside and shut it quietly. "Hey."

Ran pulled tight the final buckle on his mission coat and straightened. Yohji was ready for their assignment by the look of things.

"What?" Ran took his katana off its stand on his dresser and turned to face the other man. Yohji's expression was concerned.

"It's not just gonna be business as usual, is it?" Yohji's voice was quiet, and serious.

Ran frowned. "It's...unfortunate for Ken. What else do you mean?"

Yohji crossed the room in two quick, short strides and before Ran had a say in it, was pressing their lips together fervently.

Ran responded despite his alarm. They stumbled until the back of Ran's legs hit his bed. Yohji broke free before Ran. He was scanning Ran's eyes, then nodded. "Okay," he mentioned, like he'd actually asked something.

"You're a complete idiot." Ran stated. He pushed past Yohji. "And this is why you're paired with Omi, me with Ken. Don't be an idiot on the mission."

"After the mission?" Yohji's voice was teasingly hopeful behind him. Ran exited his room; heard the blonde trotting after him. "I'm totally gonna be an idiot with you after the mission."

Ran didn't bother hiding his smile, Yohji wouldn't be able to see it from behind.

xXxXx

TBC.

xXxXx