Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ In The End- Anfang ❯ Deals With Devils ( Chapter 2 )

Chapter 2: Deals with Devils

Schuldig leaned against the wall of his prey's mind. He never truly liked the dimmed grey office Fujimiya designed, but it still served its purpose. Currently, Schuldig spotted the office's only occupant quietly reading some book or another behind the desk. "Do those even have words?" he asked in a bored tone.

"Just the ones I remember," Ran answered easily. He turned the page and looked to the only other person to ever breech his mind besides Aya. "You haven't been by in a while," he said lowly.

Schuldig crossed the office and sat at the chess set on a small table. "I've been kept busy," he said examining the board. "Esset thinks I'll get into trouble if they leave me alone for too long," he added playfully.

Ran closed his book and looked at his guest. "With a name like Schuldig, I wonder why," he said plainly. As the German laughed, he stood and walked over to the chess board. "Can you tell me what you've been doing?" he asked.

"I suppose," Schuldig said with a wave of his hand. "It's not like you can run out and tell the world," he said without thinking. Once he realized what he said, Schuldig saw the pained look in beautiful violet eyes. "Ran, I...."

"When can I get out of here?" Ran asked suddenly. He looked at Schuldig desperately before wrapping his arms around his body. "I'm so tired of being alone," he said softly. "Even Aya doesn't come to visit me anymore."

Schuldig watched the younger man. He frowned, thinking about the dilemma that suddenly came to light. While Aya was beautiful, Ran was gorgeous. She hid behind her mask of indifference, he wore his heart on his sleeve. At one point, she was outgoing, and he was reserved. They were total opposites, and at the same time, they were the same. Almost like a coin. Schuldig couldn't help but want them both. With a sigh, Schuldig leaned forward and brought Ran's face closer to his own. "I promise, I'll take you out of here one day," he whispered before gently pressing his lips against the other redhead's.

Ran gasped softly as Schuldig kissed him. He quickly gave into his urges and made his way to Schuldig's side of the table. Just when he felt the German about to pull away, Ran parted his lips and deepened the kiss. A moan escaped him when Schuldig lifted him into his arms.

Schuldig couldn't help but groan as Ran's legs came around his waist. He tangled his hand in short red hair as he started to allow his passion to take hold. His lips broke away from Ran's and he started to kiss his way down a lovely pale and slender neck. When he heard the familiar sounds of a gun being loaded, he pulled away from Ran. He traced his thumb over Ran's lips and took in the younger man's confused look. "Something's going on," he said breathlessly. "I don't know what it is, but I'm going to have to leave."

Ran's eyes lowered as he climbed off of Schuldig. "It's fine," he said almost in a whisper. "I'm used to always ending up alone." Violet eyes widened when Schuldig suddenly grabbed him and kissed him. "Schu?"

"I'll get you out of here as soon as I can," he said again. This was bad. Aya and Ran were both feeling trapped and the convergence was no where in sight. He was going to have a long talk with Siren, soon. "I swear Ran, I'll be back as soon as I can."

Ran closed his eyes tightly as Schuldig left his mind. He was so tired of being alone and cold. It was becoming unbearable. With a trembling hand, Ran wiped at his eyes and went back to his desk. He had been in a coma for so long, it seemed like forever. As he reached for his book, he saw a single photo on the desk. "I'll be strong," he whispered, gently touching Aya's image. "We're all we have left. I have to believe that."

Aya calmly walked into Ran's hospital room. She had been fortunate enough not to run into any of Kritiker's agents, but that luck would only hold out for so much longer. Her eyes focused on her brother for a moment. Ran still looked just as calm and peaceful as before. A small smile came to her lips as she approached his bed. "I've missed you Oniisan," she said placing her knapsack at Ran's feet.

She opened the bag and drew her two guns. "But things are getting complicated. You're in a lot of danger, and I won't let them hurt you." She quickly grabbed a loaded clip for each gun and prepared her weapons. "Not weapons of choice, but they get the job done just the same."

Aya took the only chair in the room and moved it to the corner just behind the door. She dropped her bag to the floor, and ran gloved fingers through blood red hair. "Who knows, maybe after tonight we'll be where Fate wanted us to be."

Schuldig tapped his fingers against the metal railing of his penthouse balcony. He held the telephone against his ear, hating the annoying ringing that was greeting him. "Pick up the fucking phone," he growled as he lit a cigarette.

"Yes?" a deep voice answered after the fourth ring.

"Listen good Persia," Schuldig said quickly. "Your Goddaughter is walking a dangerous line right now. You may want to visit her Oniisan before someone else does."

Persia's indigo eyes widened as his mind began to race. "What's wrong with Aya?"

Schuldig was tempted to hang up the phone. The only thing that stopped him was knowledge of how serious the situation was. "The Kitten went and got blood on her little claws. Now that she was thrown off her team, she went to make sure no one harmed her favorite vegetable."

Without thinking, Persia hung up his phone and stood. He easily drew his gun and placed it on his desk as he dialed another number. When he heard someone pick up the line, he rubbed the bridge of his nose. "Don't send anyone into Fujimiya's room at Magicbus. And tell Weiss they're about to get their fourth," he ordered before hanging up again. When Persia opened his eyes, he saw a picture of a family picnic taken years ago. Shiro and Hitomi Fujimiya stood watching as Aya, Ran, and Shuichi's own nephew, Mamoru, played. "Please don't do anything rash Aya," he said before leaving his office.

Aya fought to keep her eyes open. Noon had come and gone, and so far no one had come after her. She leaned her head back, knowing that she couldn't fall asleep, but her body had different plans. Her eyes drifted shut and the grip she had on her guns laxed as she fell into the arms of slumber.

A few minutes later, Persia opened the door to Ran's hospital room. He cautiously looked around the door and saw Aya asleep on a chair. He turned to look behind him and saw his assistant, Manx, holding her gun. He shook his head and put a finger to his lips. When she nodded, he carefully entered the room, with the lovely redhead in tow.

When the sound of Manx's heeled shoes on the floor echoed through the room, Both Manx and Persia found themselves as Aya's targets. Just as Manx was about to bring her gun to bear, she heard the hammer of Aya's gun being pulled back.

"Aya calm down," Persia said calmly. He saw the dark rings under her eyes and knew his mysterious caller meant to save her sanity. "It's only me and Manx."

"Stay away from him," Aya said in a growl.

Persia held up his hands and shook his head. "No one is going to hurt him. I told you that when you first started with Kritiker."

Aya shook her head trying to wake up fully, and clear it. "I'm useless to Crashers," she said as her eyes tried to cross. "I've seen what happens to useless agents."

"Useless to Crashers, yes; but not Kritiker," Persia said easily. He didn't want to place her with a bunch of killers, but he didn't have any other choice now. "There's a team called Weiss. They need a fourth, and you fit their needs."

"So you're just going to transfer me?" she asked as she locked eyes with Persia.

"Yes. You're a good operative. There's no need for your skills to go to waste," he reasoned. He saw Aya's eyes drift to her brother and sighed. He knew she had no other choice. All of their hands were tied.

Aya glanced at Ran before turning her eyes back to Persia. "I want Ran to be in the same city," she said softly.

Persia smiled and nodded. "You'll be here in Tokyo. When you're off from Weiss, you'll be working in a flower shop." He saw her eyes turn to the various vases of roses. "They're the ones who would bring Ran flowers each day."

The gun Aya held on Persia suddenly targeted the door when she heard it open. Her eyes widened when she saw a familiar young man holding another vase of roses. "Ken?" she asked in a whisper.

Brown eyes were wide as he looked at his former nurse. "Aya," he said with a small smile. Ken's smile fell with he noticed the gun in her hands. "What's going on?" he asked.

"Aya's going to be the newest member of Weiss," Persia said easily. He turned to Aya and motioned to Ken. "You already know Ken Hidaka. His code name is Siberian."

Aya lowered both of her guns. This was going to be her only acceptable option. "Fine," she said in a whisper. "I'll join Weiss."

The vase in Ken's hands crashed to the floor as the athlete lunged forward. He'd seen the way Aya's eyes had rolled to the back of her head and didn't want to see her fall. As he cradled her in his arms, he looked at both Persia and Manx. "She's who you told Omi about?" he asked with a frown.

Persia nodded as he looked at the empty bed next to Ran's. "Ken, would you be so kind?" he asked, motioning to the piece of furniture. As Ken carried Aya over to it, Persia looked over to the red-headed woman at the door. "You look distressed Manx," he commented.

Her green eyes closed as a sigh escaped her. "I know why you're so fond of her," Manx started. "But I have to let you know, she's unstable. Her physic reports all say that she could lose her mind at any given moment." Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Ken look at her and Persia. "From what Queen told me, she's slept for maybe twelve hours this past week. Maybe. She's on the edge and you're about to give her one of the more stressful jobs with us."

"I'm sure Agent Calico will be fine," Persia said watching Ken. "Tell the others that Calico will meet you for your mission the day after tomorrow. Until then, I want her to stay in here, sedated."

Ken quietly watched Manx and Persia from the corner of his eye. Aya was going to be a member of Weiss. Without realizing it, Ken's fingers went through her hair. Somehow, he knew that one day she would be back in his life. He just wasn't sure if it was a good thing or not. He took a slow breath as he turned from Aya to Persia. "If you want, I could stay with her for a while," he suggested.

Persia couldn't forget that Ken was the one piece of happiness Aya had found since her family's downfall. Hopefully, they would be able to come back together. "As long as the others don't mind," he said lowly.

Ken nodded as Persia and Manx left the hospital room. He turned his attention back to Aya and carefully started to pull her gloves off. "Since you'll be here for a while, you may as well get comfortable," he said in a whisper.

Schuldig knocked on the restaurant's back door and folded his arms. Something was going on with Aya, and he wasn't sure what it was. A frown crossed his lips as he felt her depression, despair, confusion, and then suddenly nothing. Schuldig balled his hand into a fist and started to pound on the door. <Come on Siren, I know you're in there,>he sent out mentally.

The door then opened, revealing a blonde woman, only a few inches shorter than Schuldig. She smiled at the German and opened the door wider. "Is it time already?" she asked as he quickly kissed her on her cheek.

Schuldig continued to frown. "Time for what?" he asked warily.

"For Fate's coin to be flipped," she said with a smile. At his confused look, she laughed. "I'm sorry Schu, I don't mean to talk in riddles."

Jade eyes rolled. "You've met my mother," he said dryly. "I'm halfway used to them." Schuldig made his way through the kitchen and found a plate of pepper steak and potatoes sitting near the stove. "So I'll assume that you mean Aya and Ran are Fate's coin. What, don't tell me, Aya ends up in a coma, and Ran becomes a killer." He grabbed the plate as green eyes met cobalt blue. "Tori," he growled. "Tell me I'm wrong."

She smiled and gave him a set of silverware. "Ran's consciousness if coming to the surface. He'll wake up unless something is done." She saw the serious look in his eyes and sighed. "Aya is headed for extreme darkness, but you aren't going to be able to bring her out of it. One of her new teammates will do that just fine."

Schuldig frowned as he started to eat. He would have to think about how to keep Ran in his coma until the time of the convergence. The situation with Aya wasn't looking much better either. He'd felt the way her mind was slowly detaching from everything and everyone around her. And while he would need that to make her his, at this exact moment, she could do more harm than good. His eyes soon narrowed as Tori's words caught up with him. "What do you mean new teammates?" he asked lowly.

Tori went back to one of the low burning stoves and lit it. "She has been transferred to one of your favorite rivals." She kept her back to Schuldig when she heard a suspicious choking sound. "It was bound to happen. You shouldn't have backed her into such a corner last night."

"I wanted to know if my kitten has claws," he said in a slightly defensive voice.

"Your kitten?" Tori asked curiously. "Since when?"

Schuldig glared at her. "Since I decided not to kill either of them when we blew their parents bank," he answered in a growl.

Tori raised an eyebrow as she turned to her favorite member of Schwarz. "Did you actually choose not to kill them, or did Fate simply want to save her coin?"

"I spared them," he growled. Schuldig stopped himself from going farther on the subject. It wouldn't be productive to get into a deep and thoughtful conversation with a woman that held to special ability to infuriate anyone. "But you said she's joining Weiss, and one of them will be getting her to come out of the darkness. Who is it?" When he said the way Tori was smiling into her boiling pot, he growled.

"She will be close to all of them. But her strongest bonds are tied to her past," Tori said easily.

Schuldig shook his head and chuckled as he finished his food. "I thought Sirens were supposed to lead men to their deaths, not long for yours," he commented wiping his mouth.

Tori smiled brightly. "If I weren't here, you would have no one but my nephew to field your questions," she teased.

"And that is one of the reasons why I'm glad the Elders let you stay in Tokyo," he said with a smirk. "But do you think you can save all of the riddles next time? I promise, I'll annoy Bradley twice as much."

Tori could only laugh as she kissed Schuldig's cheek. "Be a good boy and only pester those that deserve it," she chided as she took his plate and silverware away.

Schuldig smiled as he started for the door. "Yes, so that means only Farfie is off limits. The poor boy tortures himself enough."

"Everyone has their vices Schu. Most would say being evil-incarnate is yours," Tori said following him. A slight sigh escaped her when he chuckled and kissed her cheek. "But seriously, Schu, be extremely careful with the Fujimiyas. Aya is ready to break at any given moment, and if Ran wakes up, there will never be a chance at the Elders," she said softly.

He nodded. "I'll take care of everything," he said before going to his car.

Tori watched as he drove off and sighed. "My dear Schu," she sighed. "That's exactly what I'm afraid of."