Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ I Deserve ❯ Angel Wings ( Chapter 2 )

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters from Weiss Kreuz. This story is from my *um* mind.

Eventual pairing: Aya x Youji

Warning: Original character - angst, death, implied sexual abuse and drug taking

Huddled in the corner she covered her ears from the screaming and yelling downstairs. Tired blue eyes watching the bedroom door with dread. Waiting for that moment when it would open. When he would come in. She brushed her tears from her eyes and opened her right hand looking at the purple pills given to her by her friends.

*Flashback*

"They will help you forget everything. They will make you feel nothing."

With innocence she looked at her friends, "What are they?"

The female looked at Eliza sadly, "They call them the 'I deserve' pills."

"Why?"

"We don't know but that is what they call them outside of the club scenes."

*End of Flashback*

She stiffened as she heard someone walking slowly and menacingly up the stairs. Quickly she swallowed three 'I deserve' pills then began to rock herself back and forth hugging her arms around her legs.

She could feel the magic of the pills kick in fast as her mind began to float everything around her looking so peaceful and calm. Her door opened the light from the hallway beaming on her pale face, the man looking at her with hunger and lust as he slowly unbuttoned his shirt.

With detachment her head nodded forward as she tried to move, but her body would not listen to her brain, they seemed separate somehow, the floating sensation getting worse. When the male spoke his words were slow and sluggish his arm raised. The last thing she remembered was great pain on the side of her face.

I Deserve - Part Two

Ken. Why did he tell Aya? Was Ken attracted to Aya? Was Aya attracted to Ken? He was getting a headache from his thoughts going around and around in his mind. Why should he care?

You care Youji because you still have feelings for that red headed prick! Shaking himself he sighed and dragged deeply on his cigarette.

As for the mission it was boring as hell he had already obtained the latest designer drug on the club scene through trading charity. They knew how to get the kids hooked on the stuff, give it away for nothing so they become addicted. The latest trend pill, HH. Heavenly Hell. Apparently it had very bad side affects, but it was still not known what they were.

He kept asking himself why the mission wasn't given to a minor team but he kept shrugging it of, what the fuck do you care Kudoh, it is a mission, you are getting paid for it, and well paid at that so forget it. In the back of his mind he knew there was more to this mission…much more.

Youji dragged deep on his cigarette again he was bored but he was not ready to go back to the apartment and face his team mates. Especially Aya. No matter how hard he tried he just could not get the red head out of his head. His pale beauty and elegance. The icy violet eyes that always looked down on him. His hair when in the sun glowed around his head like a crimson halo. The slender body of his team-mate with the perfect muscle tones. Youji smirked at this, he will never get to touch that perfect body and at this moment in time, it was the only body that Youji wished to put his lips against, only body his tongue wanted to taste…only Aya…

His head shot up as a glass hit the ground. Youji heard this over the loud music. His assassin instincts kicked in, as he prepared to defend himself if the need arose, his hand touching his watch absently. He frowned and looked to his right and watched as a slender youth began to dance erotically to the music. The youth made his way towards an older male with strange silver hair, Youji could not see his eye colour not from here, but he could see the cold smirk on the mans face. Youji shuddered; there was something about the silver haired man. Something cold and sinister.

The older man then placed his hands on the youth's hypnotic hips, as if he was branding him, claiming him as his own. Youji watched in fascination as the hand began to tighten and from where he was sitting it looked like a death grip yet the youth seemed oblivious to what was happening, the pain that was being inflicted by the older man. What the hell?! The youth straddled him and this is when Youji turned away. It was not his concern he had other things on his mind.

Standing up, his tight leather pants hugged his slender form accentuating his slim hips, a crop top failing to cover his perfect abs and well toned body. His long black silk coat flowed around him when he moved, his suede boots barely making a sound as he made his way to the door. He may as well go home now, he was not in the mood for company, and his performance in his sexual pursuit would not be that great tonight anyway.

Hell he amazed himself tonight. He was sober and he did not have a date. Great Youji, you are losing it. So much for you starting over again. He brushed his hand through his silky blonde hair, placing his sunglasses on his nose. I am out of here. He had one small consolation, he would see Eliza tomorrow. He could not wait to see her reaction to the arrangement he had done for her. And only for her. She reminded him of an Angel. A sad and lonely Angel. One that he wanted to protect. And protect her he will if he has too.

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Ken paced back and forth in his room. He wanted to talk to Aya he needed to talk to Aya. His feeling for his team-mate driving him crazy. Aya was cold to him all day and this bothered him. "Maybe I should see if there is anything wrong with him." He nodded his head. Yes that's what I will do.

Having made his mind up which in normal circumstances would have taken him longer, he quickly opened his door before he lost his nerve. Ken knew he was only panicking because he was afraid that Aya would find someone before he got the chance to ask him out. Youji was out of the way and to Ken he was the biggest obstacle. After hearing what Aya had thought of Youji it put his mind at rest.

Standing outside of Aya's room, Ken began to pace again. "Take a deep breath Ken." He breathed in deeply and exhaled softly. "Right now do it." He lifted his hand and knocked twice, waiting for an answer.

"What?!"

Ken twitched nervously. Wouldn't be Aya if he answered nicely.

"It is me K-Ken…I-I n-need to talk to y-you." Great going Ken, real smooth, you are stuttering. A real turn on.

"Why?!"

Ken scowled this time. Couldn't he just open the bloody door? Is it too much to ask. Geez!

"Can I come in?" There was no way he was going to do it standing here. Omi could come upstairs at any moment.

He heard a thump and stepped back as Aya's door opened abruptly his violet eyes flashing at him angrily. He was only wearing a crimson pair of boxers with a tight white tank top, drops of sweat running down his neck down towards his chest. He still held his katana in his hand. "What is it for shits sake?!"

Blinking twice, Ken was trying to ignore the sexy image that was before him. God Aya was beautiful and so damn gorgeous that Ken's heart began to pound. "I…I just wanted to look…" shit Ken get a grip, "I-I mean k-know if you were alright?" He could feel his cheeks getting hotter by the minute. Real smooth Ken…real smooth.

A perfect crimson eyebrow arched as Aya looked at him with disdain. "Why wouldn't I be Ken?" Impatience stamped clearly on his face, his violet depths intently watching him without mercy.

Ken felt like a butterfly pinned to a frame from Aya's stare and he began to fidget nervously. Not quite how he wished to look in front Aya.

They both looked towards the stairway as someone came up the stairs. Both shocked to see Youji coming towards them. His room was right at the end.

Aya felt himself tremble at the sight. Youji. He looked so sad. But the moment Aya thought it, Youji broke out into a grin that did not reach his eyes, but his sunglasses soon covered the emerald orbs, hiding them from Aya's prying eyes.

Ken smiled nervously and wanted to run for his life to his room. Shit and double shit. Say something, anything to get this awkward moment out of the way.

Youji stopped dead as both eyes watched him; he wanted to die and struggled to stop himself from biting his bottom lip. He grinned then waved at them both. "Night." His eyes averted straight ahead, his honey hair hiding his face as he walked towards his room. Need to get to my room, need to get away from them both. He reached his door and grabbed the door knob gratefully. Sanctuary. He opened his door and closed it softly behind him.

Watching every move Youji made, Aya cursed beneath his breath and looked at Ken coldly. It is all his fault! Him and his big fucking mouth! He stepped into his room slamming the door and locking it leaving Ken standing there and wondering what the fuck had just happened.

What the hell do I see in that guy? Scowling Ken went to his own room and slammed the door. Fuck what a night. Everything was going wrong with Aya and it was starting to piss him off! He had no one to blame but himself which pissed him off even more. As for Youji, his timing sucks big time! What was he thinking coming home early? Geez! Any other bloody time he doesn't show up until early hours of the morning. With frustration Ken threw his shirt to the corner of his room. I will try again tomorrow and nothing is going to stop me…nothing!

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The day had passed quickly for Youji, his headache now gone. Manx was pleased that he had obtained the HH pills and said she would inform him if there was more needed. He shrugged at this. He had asked her why they did not send another team and the moment she stiffened he knew there was more to this mission. He pretended to chuckle and act casual about it as she did not say anything confirming what he already knew.

He looked up as he could feel someone watching him. He looked around, the only one in here was Aya but he was working furiously on an order. He made himself look away, after last night; the way Aya and Ken were standing close to one another…he shook himself and scolded himself in his mind. Youji there are plenty of fish in the sea, but hell why would he want to go out with a fish. He smiled at this, sometimes sayings were so stupid.

Straightening up he saw Eliza walk into the shop her face so sad and…afraid. His eyebrows drew together as he saw a bruise on her right cheek. He could feel his hackles get up but took a deep breath, his face softening, his emerald orbs glittering like green diamonds. "Eliza I have finished your arrangement."

His smiled broadened as her eyes lit up happily. "Wait here I will get it for you."

She nodded her mind taken away from her troubles for a moment. She knew she could trust Youji. She knew it deep within her heart.

Aya stood there watching her carefully. What was it about her that had Youji so enthralled with her? Never had he seen the older man take such an interest in anyone before as he did with this female. Besides she was way too young for Youji anyway.

You are only saying that because you are jealous Aya. He sneered at this. "I am fucking not!" Great now you are talking to yourself.

Aya watched as Youji returned with her arrangement and waited for her reaction. She blinked and he could see she was trying to hold back her tears.

"It is beautiful…"

"Youji. My name is Youji." He smiled at her, happy that he had put a smile on her face. Shrewdly checking out the bruise on the side of her face. He knew a hit mark when he saw one, hell he had enough of them when he was younger.

"Youji thank you very much. My mother will love this." Her hand trembled as she caressed the Lillie's, "Angel wings…" Her voice was so soft almost a whisper as she felt her world inside of her crumble. She swallowed not sure why this was happening to her. She will need more of those pills, they keep her safe. She deserves to be free from this world, this world that offered her more harm than good. Her mother and Youji were the only two good people in her life. Looking up at the tall blonde she spoke with adoration, "You are my Angel Youji." Tears travelling down her cheeks.

Before he could say anything she grabbed her arrangement leaving her money on the counter and ran out the door. Youji looked towards Aya his eyes asking him if it was okay for him to follow her.

Aya nodded not believing it. As much as he wanted to keep Youji there he felt something about the girl, something very sad.

Smiling at Aya gratefully Youji ran after her. There was something wrong with her and he could smell death around her. Not physical but mentally. Hell he had no idea where this feeling was coming from but it was there and he was going to act upon it. He wanted no regrets where she was concerned.

Eliza opened the car door and closed it her mother smiling, her cut lip slightly swollen.

"Eliza it is beautiful, Angel wings." Stroking her daughters face, "You are my Angel dear Liza." She then started the motor. Today was a new day. He promised to stop beating them. And she believed him once again.

Just in time Youji saw the car pull away and he memorised the registration number. Damn! He will find out where she lives. Manx will help him if he explained it to her. Well he hoped she would. Even if she didn't he had his ways of getting what he wanted, especially information. Not an ex PI for nothing.

Pulling out a cigarette he lit it and dragged on it as he slowly walked back to the shop. It was her tears. He knew all about tears, how much they hurt, how much someone was suffering for the tears to start in the first place.

Flicking his cigarette he walked back into the shop, Aya looked up quickly, "Well."

"I missed her. I think it was her mother or something but I can't be sure."

Nodding briskly Aya took a deep breath. It was hard for him to be nice but he was going to try, saying with a wooden tone, "Would you like a coffee?"

Youji looked at him with surprise. Aya was being nice to him. Offering him a coffee. Him. Youji. "Um…sure."

Another nod from Aya and he disappeared to get the coffee.

Stunned Youji kept staring at the space where Aya usually stood, his mouth opening and closing. Wonders will never cease to amaze him.

Aya on the other hand was amazed himself. His hand was shaking as he poured them both a cup of coffee. Alright so he was slightly…and I mean minuscule slightly attracted to Youji. Nothing to get excited about just one of those things that will pass in a few days. Happy with that conclusion he picked up their cups, his face stoic and his eyes icy as usual.

Placing the cup down in front of the blonde he did not look at him, instead he made his way back to the counter to finish his arrangement.

They both looked up as a familiar red head entered the room, her hand locking the door to the shop. Manx!

Aya knew it was too good to be true. A mission and by the way she was looking a serious mission. He nodded as did Youji, the three of them making there way upstairs.

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She looked at the night sky through her window from her bedroom that felt more like her prison. Her mother had promised her that he would not come again, but she has heard that lie so many times before that she had no hope left inside of her.

"Not even Youji can save me…it is too late for someone like me." Her head hung forlornly the pills gripped tightly in her fist. "I am dirty, lower then any animal on the street. Who would want someone like me after what my step father has done to me." She cried her lonely existence too much to bear for someone so young.

"I deserve better than this. I deserve to be freed from this." She opened her hand the purple pills her freedom from this time and moment for now. Eliza smiled, "Now I know why they are called the 'I deserve' pills."

Opening her mouth, her friends warned her not too take more than three.

"Why?"

"Not sure, brain damage or something like that."

Swallowing all ten of them, she did not care. Her body was still sore from the night before and between her legs was hurting the most. She blanked out the images that tried to force there way into her head. The pills were working as she felt that floating sensation.

Freedom, I feel perfect freedom. I definitely deserve this. She felt something growing on her back as she stood up her arms outstretched. "Angel Wings." She opened the balcony door wide, the night air caressing her slender form. She breathed in deeply. A night like this is perfect for Angels to fly. Maybe I can visit Youji.

Standing on the ledge she looked down only seeing plunging darkness, she shook her head and looked up seeing lights and stars. Heaven is only a step away. She stepped off…

TBC