Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ In Fair Verona... ❯ Part I ( Prologue )

In Fair Verona...

BY: MiniMorr

PAIRING: Schuldig x Yohji

RATING/WARNING: Yaoi. Angst.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own them, I know. Please don't sue, I mean no harm. If you ever consider selling Schu though just give me a call, okay? J Oh, and not that anyone would probably argue with me here, but I don't own the shakespearian stuff either. But we already knew that, didn't we? J And yes, I like Shakespeare a lot.

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Part I

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'In fair Verona...'

Shakespeare had no clue how right he was to create that phrase for 'Romeo and Juliet' or how it would come to affect people hundreds of years after his death with those words. Or maybe he did and now the bastard is currently laughing his ass off wherever he is now - Heaven or Hell or somewhere in between. I don't care. But stuff happened in fair Verona all those years ago that made an impact on millions of peoples' lives with the tale of how Romeo and Juliet died for their love. Millions have read the story and have let themselves be inspired of it so I guess that there must be a lot of idiots out there who are either into the masochistic stuff or just plain stupid. I guess I yet have to figure out which one I belong to, but if he shows up here tonight as I hope maybe that will be decided by someone else than me. 'Fair Verona', this time, is a bar where I'm currently trying to drench my sorrows as I commence to realize just how much my life sucks and even more how I'm going for the lead part in that aforementioned play.

Falling in love with your enemy... How cliché isn't that? 'My only love sprung from my only hate' and stuff like that. You get the point. Well, I do hate a lot of things, to be marking the words here, but what I hated the most was Schwarz, once upon a time. They were annoying, they were always there to thwart our plans and most of all - one of them held my heart in his hand without realizing it. And that was why I hated them the most. Him.

I fell in love with my enemy. Me, the ultimate cliché... But, that was exactly what happened to me. And another one just dying to surface is the 'love at first sight'-one. I don't know which one I hate the most of them, and I don't care. I didn't ask for this. I didn't want it to happen. I didn't want Asuka to die either, but since when does anyone ever listen to me?

Got that right - never.

Sooo... Want to know what happened? Well, I'm certainly not nearly enough drunk to head back home yet, and there's always the chance of him showing up here - even if I wouldn't bet on it. The odds are like a billion to one. He made it quite clear last time that he didn't care, but I thought was satisfied with what I got. Oh, and there's another thing - mankind always want more than they have. Why is that? Hell if I know... I thought I was prepared to settle for this, for one night, as I always was before. Love 'em and leave 'em - that's how I live. Or used to, before my fragile heart was snatched and broken.

However, this time it wasn't enough. This time, I want more and I would probably do anything to get it. Love is strange, don't you think? It just sweeps in, pull your legs away from under you and expect you to get back on your feet when it leaves. Well, let me tell you one thing - I was never good with that part. It might not look like it what with my records, but every time I broke a little more inside. Asuka, Ken... And my dearest enemy...

Well, it all began in fair Verona...

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End of Part I