Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Go, Or Go Ahead ❯ Then in the evenings, looking at stars ( Chapter 7 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: forever_smitten 
Aya-chan contacts Ran while on the run from Kritiker.
Anime/Manga: Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Drama / Action | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 08.04.2004 | Updated On: 08.13.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 935 | Visits: 320 | Status: Completed
Aya-chan contacts Ran while on the run from Kritiker.
Anime/Manga: Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Drama / Action | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 08.04.2004 | Updated On: 08.13.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 935 | Visits: 320 | Status: Completed
"We can't stay here." Chloe announced suddenly at breakfast.
Five sets of eyes left their plates and settled on the blond.
"I agree with him." Yuki said, wiping his mouth. "It's not safe to stay here, now that whoever's after us knows where we live."
"But they didn't attack us last night." Michel said.
"Who's to say they won't tonight?" Yuki argued.
"So you're suggesting we stay someplace else." Ran said to Chloe.
Chloe nodded. "I think it's in our best interest."
"Where are we gonna be able to stay on such short notice?" Ken asked.
Everyone at table was quiet for a moment as they pondered the matter. The ringing of Ran's cellular phone broke the silence and their concentration.
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Aya looked in the dirty mirror and frowned. Her hair looked as even as it was going to get, cutting it with shaky hands. She managed to get it in a short style, her hair stopping just above her shoulders. "It better grow back fast." She said, annoyed. All this business with assassins and secret organizations was so irritating. She picked her long, dark hair out of the sink and threw it into the wastebasket. On her way out of the bathroom, she looked at the payphone on the wall and took her phone card out. Glancing outside, Aya noticed Crawford and Schuldig talking in the car with Yohji. 'I don't think they'd miss me for a few more minutes.' she thought, picking the phone up and dialing Ran's cellular phone number. After it rang a few times, a man's voice answered.
"Fujimiya."
Hearing her brother's voice, Aya broke down. "Ran!" she sobbed.
"Aya-chan? What's wrong?" Ran asked. He got up out of his chair and walked across the room to the window.
"People are trying to kill me and Yohji and they shot his wife and these two weird men took us and they want us to go to the airport and they made me cut my hair and I need you!" The girl was near hysterical in tears.
"What!?" Ran shouted. Everyone at the table looked at Ran in surprise. "Aya-chan, please calm down. Listen to me, I want you to take Yohji and go to the police. Ask for Mamoru Takatori. If they give you any problems, mention Kritiker." Surely, Omi would help her.
"I can't, aniki…" Aya sniffled. "It's Kritiker who are after us."
Ran was stunned. He couldn't think of anything to say to his sister, who was crying on the other end. Why was Kritiker after his sister? They were protecting her. And she mentioned Yohji. So he recovered his memory. Ran looked over at Ken, the brunet had concern written all over his face. "Where are they sending you from the airport?" He asked.
Aya took a moment to compose her self before answering. "I- I don't know. I want to come be with you, Ran!"
Ran didn't know what to say. He couldn't tell her she couldn't come to England because people were after him as well. Also, if she came there, she'd know he was still killing… but he couldn't leave his sister in danger. "Aya-chan… I want you to do what those men ask you and Yohji to do. Call me again when you get to wherever they're taking you. We'll figure something out then."
Trusting her brother's instructions, Aya agreed. "Okay. I'll call again soon. I miss you."
"I know, Aya-chan. I miss you, too. So much." Ran answered quietly.
"I love you, aniki." She hung up and took a deep breath before heading outside and getting in the car.
"It's a little uneven in the back, but other than that, you did okay, Aya." Yohji said.
Aya ran her fingers through the hair at back of her head and noticed it did feel a little uneven. "Mm. Thank you."
"You feeling alright?"
"I'm feeling much better now." Aya said. It was true; she did feel a lot better since she was able to talk to Ran. It felt good to vent to her brother, even if he couldn't do much to help her at the moment.
Schuldig reached around in the briefcase by his legs and pulled out a long black-haired wig. "Here, Kudou. Put this thing on." He tossed the wig into the back seat.
All Yohji could see was Asuka's head snapping to the side as the bullet connected with her temple, her beautiful black hair already matted with blood. He shut his eyes tightly. "Can't I just wear a hat or something?"
"We don't have any hats." Crawford said, pulling the car out of the gas station and back onto the road. "Put the wig on, Balinese."
Yohji reluctantly put the wig on, but made a point of keeping the hair out of his face. He didn't want to see the hair if he could help it.
Five sets of eyes left their plates and settled on the blond.
"I agree with him." Yuki said, wiping his mouth. "It's not safe to stay here, now that whoever's after us knows where we live."
"But they didn't attack us last night." Michel said.
"Who's to say they won't tonight?" Yuki argued.
"So you're suggesting we stay someplace else." Ran said to Chloe.
Chloe nodded. "I think it's in our best interest."
"Where are we gonna be able to stay on such short notice?" Ken asked.
Everyone at table was quiet for a moment as they pondered the matter. The ringing of Ran's cellular phone broke the silence and their concentration.
===
Aya looked in the dirty mirror and frowned. Her hair looked as even as it was going to get, cutting it with shaky hands. She managed to get it in a short style, her hair stopping just above her shoulders. "It better grow back fast." She said, annoyed. All this business with assassins and secret organizations was so irritating. She picked her long, dark hair out of the sink and threw it into the wastebasket. On her way out of the bathroom, she looked at the payphone on the wall and took her phone card out. Glancing outside, Aya noticed Crawford and Schuldig talking in the car with Yohji. 'I don't think they'd miss me for a few more minutes.' she thought, picking the phone up and dialing Ran's cellular phone number. After it rang a few times, a man's voice answered.
"Fujimiya."
Hearing her brother's voice, Aya broke down. "Ran!" she sobbed.
"Aya-chan? What's wrong?" Ran asked. He got up out of his chair and walked across the room to the window.
"People are trying to kill me and Yohji and they shot his wife and these two weird men took us and they want us to go to the airport and they made me cut my hair and I need you!" The girl was near hysterical in tears.
"What!?" Ran shouted. Everyone at the table looked at Ran in surprise. "Aya-chan, please calm down. Listen to me, I want you to take Yohji and go to the police. Ask for Mamoru Takatori. If they give you any problems, mention Kritiker." Surely, Omi would help her.
"I can't, aniki…" Aya sniffled. "It's Kritiker who are after us."
Ran was stunned. He couldn't think of anything to say to his sister, who was crying on the other end. Why was Kritiker after his sister? They were protecting her. And she mentioned Yohji. So he recovered his memory. Ran looked over at Ken, the brunet had concern written all over his face. "Where are they sending you from the airport?" He asked.
Aya took a moment to compose her self before answering. "I- I don't know. I want to come be with you, Ran!"
Ran didn't know what to say. He couldn't tell her she couldn't come to England because people were after him as well. Also, if she came there, she'd know he was still killing… but he couldn't leave his sister in danger. "Aya-chan… I want you to do what those men ask you and Yohji to do. Call me again when you get to wherever they're taking you. We'll figure something out then."
Trusting her brother's instructions, Aya agreed. "Okay. I'll call again soon. I miss you."
"I know, Aya-chan. I miss you, too. So much." Ran answered quietly.
"I love you, aniki." She hung up and took a deep breath before heading outside and getting in the car.
"It's a little uneven in the back, but other than that, you did okay, Aya." Yohji said.
Aya ran her fingers through the hair at back of her head and noticed it did feel a little uneven. "Mm. Thank you."
"You feeling alright?"
"I'm feeling much better now." Aya said. It was true; she did feel a lot better since she was able to talk to Ran. It felt good to vent to her brother, even if he couldn't do much to help her at the moment.
Schuldig reached around in the briefcase by his legs and pulled out a long black-haired wig. "Here, Kudou. Put this thing on." He tossed the wig into the back seat.
All Yohji could see was Asuka's head snapping to the side as the bullet connected with her temple, her beautiful black hair already matted with blood. He shut his eyes tightly. "Can't I just wear a hat or something?"
"We don't have any hats." Crawford said, pulling the car out of the gas station and back onto the road. "Put the wig on, Balinese."
Yohji reluctantly put the wig on, but made a point of keeping the hair out of his face. He didn't want to see the hair if he could help it.