Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Lonely Christmas ❯ Chapter One ( Chapter 1 )

Lonely Christmas

This is my first attempt to a yaoi fic and I hope that you will enjoy it!! Please tell me what you think at the end of this chapter!! ENJOY!!

Disclaimer: I do not own Weiß!!

Contains: Some angst, OOC-ness and, YAOI!! And you must remember to read Nagi talking in his monotone, or the story will be weird..... kind of..... and one more thing, things will be happening pretty slow, and good stuff will happen towards the end :::evil grin:::

Part One:

Torture

It was a rainy sunday afternoon. The sky was gray, full of rain clouds. Farfarello was in his cold cell room hanging upside down from the ceiling. He was actually calm. Not thrashing around like he'd usually be doing. This time, he was staring out of the small bared window in front of himself.

***

The rest of Schwarz on the other hand, all sat around the dinning table quietly. Nagi was staring down at his food which Crawford had cooked. As usual, Crawford was reading the papers and every now and then taking a sip of his coffee, and the same went for Schuldig, only he was reading a porn magazine.

"Why can't Farfarello eat with us?" Nagi asked with his usual monotone. Was he actually asking about Farfarello??

"Hmm??" Crawford replied looking looking over his papers at Nagi.

"Never mind," Nagi said picking up his plate and walking over to the sink. Placing his plate in the sink, Schuldig's voice entered his mind.

//Why does his presence of being here even bother??// Schuldig asked not even looking at the young Japanese boy.

//It's none of your concern.// Nagi replied bitterly then closed off his thoughts from Schuldig. As he left the dinning room he heard a light "Hpmh" coming from the German.

Reaching the top of the stairs, he opened the door to his room with his telekinesis. Walking into his room, he headed for his bed lightly closing the door behind himself the same way he had opened it.

Laying on his stomach across his bed, he turned over to his back seconds later to look up at the ceiling. Crossing his arms behind his head he thought of only one thing. Farfarello.

For the last few weeks he couldn't stop asking himself questions about the Irishman, nor could he stop thinking about him.

I don't like him, I can't like him..... Nagi repeated to himself over and over for the past week or two.

Nagi turned to his side so that his back was facing the door. Someone was walking up the stairs.

There was a light knock on his door then it slowly opened. "We've been called in for tomorrow," Crawford informed Nagi stepping one foot into the room. "We'll be getting up really early, so get some rest." With that, Crawford stepped back into the hallway closing the door with a light click.

Another stupid party. Nagi sighed in his mind.

***

Farfarello turned his head to look out his door. Yelled and thrashing violently in his straight jacket, Schuldig came down.

Pulling a key out from his pocket Schuldig unlocked the bar door. Walking into Farfarello's cell, he placed the key back into his pocket. "You're getting up early tomorrow," Schuldig told Farfarello as he tried to get him down from the ceiling. Farfarello's screaming as well as thrashing did no help to what Schuldig was trying to do.

"SHUT UP!!" Schuldig yelled punching the Irishman in the face.

Farfarello turned his head away, only to continue the screaming and violent thrashing seconds later.

Schuldig sighed frustrated as Farfarello continued the screaming. //Do you want your knife collection sold off??// Schuldig asked hoping that it would get him to stop but, instead just caused him to scream louder and thrash more violently.

"CRAWFORD!!" Schuldig yelled out.

"What?" Crawford asked already standing in the door way.

"He's not shutting up," Schuldig replied looking over his shoulder at Crawford.

Rubbing his temples, Crawford stepped into the cell.

***

Nagi curled up into a ball on his bed as he heard Crawford and Schuldig beating up Farfarello's body.

Don't they realize that what their doing is futile?? That question ran through his head whenever this would happen.

//He's immune to pain.// Nagi reminded Schuldig as the beating continued.

Schuldig stopped hitting Farfarello and looked up at the ceiling. "And the bishounen speaks," Schuldig grinned.

Crawford continued hitting Farfarello. "You could stop now," Schuldig said to the American. "He's not feeling anything anyways."

Crawford threw one last punch which knocked out the Irishman.

After they unhooked Farfarello from the ceiling they left him on the floor of the cell room locking the barred door as they left.

//Why must you two always do that, when you know he's immune to pain??// Nagi asked Schuldig.

//Does it really matter??// Schuldig questioned in return. //And why are you all of a sudden all..... questionny about Farfarello??// Schuldig added curiously as he reached the top of the stairs.

Nagi turned off the lights to his room then laid on his bed. //Now, does that really matter??// Nagi grinned laying on his side with his eyes closed.

~End of Chapter One!!

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