Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Insanity Darkness ❯ Chapter 13

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Chapter 13

"I've said it once, and I'll say it again. You're a sadistic little asshole."

Schuldig smiled at her. "I think Brad's right, Michi," he told her. "SZ wouldn't think at first to look for you at Koneko no Sumu Ie. Hey, whoa, put your fist down."

The woman glared at Schuldig, but lowered her hand. "Schu, do me a favor, and don't call me Michi!"

"Aw, but it fits you so well, Michi! Hey, ow, ow... Hands off the hair! Yeowch!"

Crawford turned to scold the two when a voice interrupted him. "What the hell are you doing here?"

Michiel looked up from where she had Schuldig in a headlock. "Hi to you too." Her attention went back to throttling the German. "I've told you over and over again, don't call me Michi!"

Youji's hands twitched on the broom he had in his hands. "Come to taunt us now, Schwarz?"

"Nope... Ack, Michi, don't, I still need that."

"Then stop calling me Michi! And get your elbow off my stomach!"

Youji watched as the two wrestled in front of the shop, his lips quirking in spite of himself. "And we wondered why we had so much trouble," he said condescendingly. "What do you want?"

Crawford stepped forward, and ignored Michiel and Schuldig. "We have a proposition for you. Take Michiel in for at least a week, and we'll give Abyssinian and Bombay back. You two, can't you act like adults for one?"

Michiel and Schuldig looked up from their fight, and pointed to each other. "He/She started it!" they chimed together.

The Weiss member choked back a laugh. "So," he said instead, twisting the broom in his hands, "you really think we're going to really agree to that?"

"Yeah, Mr. Crawford," Michiel added, breathlessly. "After all, Omi's going to be at a bit of a loss about the kitten." She started to smooth down her hair. "And after what I heard what Aya was doing," at this she fixed Schuldig with a sharp look, "I highly doubt he wants to leave too."

The hands on the broom suddenly tightened. "What have you done to them?" Youji asked, his voice tight with anger.

"Kitten?" Schuldig asked, ignoring the Weiss member. "Didn't Nagi and Omi ask you about that this morning?"

"I said yes!" she retorted defensively. "And stop it, Schuldig, you're just taking advantage of Aya's state of mind." The blonde poked his chest with a gloved finger. "Shouldn't you be teaching Omi some control, instead?"

The German swatted her finger out of the way. "Gee, me and Brad have one argument in that house and you have to throw it back in my face." He noticed the frightened look that crossed Michiel's face, and turned around.

"I know that car," she whispered, stepping to Schuldig's side. "They know." Michiel twisted to glare at Crawford. "You said they wouldn't know!" she wailed hysterically at the American, then stopped at the look on his face. "You... knew."

Schuldig looked over his shoulder as well. "Told ya she'd figure it out."

Michiel took a step back, her face closing off the look of betrayal. "You sold me out to SZ," she said flatly, her fluty voice grave. Both gloves came off, and the blonde sprang for Schuldig's throat. "You fucking sold me out!" she screamed, her bare hands closing over his neck.

A few moments after her hands had firmly surrounded his throat, the minds that were always in the back of Schuldig's head grew louder, one mind screaming in fear and pain over the rest.

*You sold me out, you assholes, how dare you!* Michiel's mental voice spiraled higher and higher as her emotions crashed through the voice. *How dare you!*

The German choked, blood dripping from his nose and mouth. He tried to struggle, and Michiel's mental scream increased in intensity as she dropped her cloak, letting her words shriek directly into Schuldig's mind.

*You fucking sold me out to SZ!*

"Get off of him."

Michiel twisted to look at the barrel of a gun, her lip up in a snarl. "You sadistic little asshole!" she screeched at Crawford, and the gun pointed off to the side as Michiel slapped it with her telekinetic power. "You sold me out!" She took in a deep breath to yell more into his face when her hands started to be pushed apart by a telekinetic power stronger than herself. Her head spun around, and caught the gaze of a woman whose eyes were shielded by sunglasses. As soon as she saw her, Michiel went flying backwards into Koneko no Sumu Ie.

Her back impacted with a soft human body, and she came to a stop, her body ungracefully and painfully draped on top of Youji's. Michiel attempted to get up, and stopped as soon as inky blackness threatened to overtake her consciousness. Blood dripped into her left eye, and she pinched it shut, wondering where the cut had come from.

"Get off of me!"

Michiel lifted her head carefully, and looked at Youji. "Give me a little help," she whispered, then swallowed. "Damn it." A tanned hand raised to touch her head, and encountered a lump. "Ow."

Youji pushed at the girl, trying to get the leverage to push her off. "What the hell is wrong with you?"

"Don't touch me!" she wailed violently. "Don't...!" Michiel's voice trailed off as she saw something spark in her peripheral vision. "No..." She looked up at the retreated Crawford and Schuldig. "NO!"

Schuldig spun around slightly, and his jade eyes widened as a telepathic attack lanced through his head. Crawford screamed in agony as he felt the psychic backwash from his lover, desperately wishing that his knees would buckle so he would fall ungracefully to the floor. A trail of blood escaped his lips as he breathed; something was wrong in his lungs. Crawford threw his head back to scream the German's name to the sky.

"No..." Michiel whispered, just as something volatile ignited. She was thrown off Youji, and hit the wall of the store. The girl laid there, trying to choke back waves of nausea and pain.

*Idiot girl, did you really think we would just let you go without finishing your mission?*

"Damned SZ," she spat, hacking blood onto the floor. "Absolutely have to finish a mission, even at the lives of your own members?"

*You are no longer part of SZ. Whether you live or die is not our concern.*

The neutral telepathic voice faded away, and Michiel could finally move her head, her ice blue eyes widening at the scene before her. She shut her eyes quickly against the destruction and the heat of the fire, then opened them and looked around.

Schuldig had partially recovered from the telepathic attack Michiel had pathetically attempted, and was currently dragging a very unconscious, very burnt Crawford out of Koneko no Sumu Ie. The blonde winced as a beam crashed to the floor inches from her head, and spat more blood out of her mouth. "Now I remember why I don't use my telepathic abilities as a weapon," she muttered, hacking up more of the crimson life fluid.

Two howls of pain reached her ears, and Michiel carefully moved her head to gaze at the sickening sight that accompanied the screams. She carefully stood, and made her wobbling way to the two Weiss members that were caught in the blaze. "Hey!" the girl called as loud as she dared, wiping away the blood from her eye. Her hands reached out into the flame, toward the stairs, and encountered human arms. She looked up, and caught sight of Ken's face before being thrown away out of the shop. Michiel came to a rolling stop on the pavement, and spat out another mouthful of blood just before losing consciousness.

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Beep... beep... beep... beep...

She knew that hated noise. It said, "You're heart is still beating, you lucky little bitch."

"Michiel? Hey, I'm back. I don't know if you remember these last few days. Nagi's been here, mostly. We got the kitten." A soft hand touched hers. "Are you awake yet? It's been almost a week..."

She coughed dryly, and tried to moisten her lips. "Omi?" Michiel whispered, her eyes still closed.

The hand on hers tightened, then let go. "Michiel? Yes, it's me, Omi. Hey, Michiel, how are you feeling?"

"Like I was thrown around by psychic powers," she said as sarcastically as she could. "Omi, they were wrong... SZ knew I was there. Schuldig and Mr. Crawford... they sold me out." Slowly, Michiel opened her eyes and attempted to focus on the boy. "Youji and Ken... they probably died, right?"

Omi nodded, tear tracks still visible on his face. "Yes... Michiel, what happened there?"

The blonde woman shut her eyes, not having enough energy to turn her head. "SZ." Her icy blue eyes opened again, and stared at the ceiling. "They sold me out to SZ." She turned her eyes to Omi. "Youji was a fire starter," she whispered. "That's what happened at the flower shop. Ken... he was... a telekinetic like Nagi." Michiel sighed, and looked back up to the ceiling. "Omi, I don't want to be here anymore," she whimpered. "Mr. Crawford and Schuldig betrayed me, and I just want to get away from this cold city!"

"Crawford's here," one of the remaining Weiss members told her. "He was admitted in the here the same day you were, with third degree burns. Schuldig and Aya haven't really left his side."

Michiel smiled weakly. "And Aya's only there because Schuldig's there, right?" she said, her voice fading. "Omi... Do you have any of my clothes?"

The boy was surprised by the question. "Why?"

"Because I'm getting out of here, tonight." Her eyes closed. "I have a plane ticket back home. I am going to use the damned thing."

Chapter 14