Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ LovePlay Arc ❯ PayBack's A Bitch ( Epilogue )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: Princess Sin 
Anime/Manga: Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 03.08.2006 | Pages: 3 | Words: 1.7K | Visits: 457 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 03.08.2006 | Pages: 3 | Words: 1.7K | Visits: 457 | Status: Completed
PAYBACK'S A BITCH
It was late in the evening when Yohji and Aya's shift had ended. The
two older men stepped into the house to find Ken watching television
and Omi trying to do his homework.
"Aya," Omi whined. "Can you help me with my homework?"
"Sorry small fry, I can't help you. I didn't go to college. Hell, I didn't
even finish high school," said Aya looking at the calculus workbook.
"Then it's math. I hate math."
"Why aren't you getting Nagi to help you?" asked Yohji smiling. "He's
a little brain child."
"I haven't heard from him since we went up to the resort." Omi turned
his attention back to his homework. "And that's been almost a
week ago."
"You don't think something happened?" asked Ken worried.
"Hardly," snorted Aya. "knowing Bradley, he probably had them at
work before they could say 'Crawford's a prick' three times."
Yohji laughed. Ken and Omi stared at him shocked. "Are you still
mad with Brad?" asked Ken.
"Not really. Well, I'm going in the kitchen to start dinner." Aya disappeared
into the next room.
"I'll be in my room if anybody calls for me," said Yohji.
"I'm going to the gym and work out for a while," said Ken getting up
and going upstairs.
Omi sat in the living room alone trying to do his homework. It was
going on eight o'clock when Omi finally finished. Tossing
the book to the floor, he leaped on the long couch, picked up the
remote and turned the television on. Just as he got himself settled in a
comfortable position, the doorbell rings.
"Dammit, it never fails." He gets up with an angry grunt and stomps
over to the door. "Just as I'm about to watch some television
someone disturbs me. Who. . ." He yanks the door open and stares
in open mouth shock at the members of Schwartz standing in the
Doorway. "Aya! Yohji! Ken! Get out here, quick!" Omi yelled through
the house for his other roommates.
Shortly, everyone rushed into the room looking agape at their
lovers/competition. And something else caught their attention, each
member of Schwartz was wearing the ribbons they had given them. Nagi
had his tying his hair back into a ponytail. Schuldig had his sewn
into his bandanna he now wore across his forehead. Farfarello had
his wrapped around his wrist like a bracelet. And Bradley had his
stitched into a lavender tie he was wearing. Immediately they hid
the look of shock from their faces and smiled.
"Hi, and what are you guys doing here?" asked Aya.
"And what are those bags you're carrying?" asked Yohji coming to
stand beside Omi. "Are you guys going on a trip?"
"No," said Bradley matter-of-factly. "We're moving in here with you
guys." The four members of the rival assassin group walked into their
new temporary home and sat down their luggage.
Nagi and Omi were excited. Ken and Yohji were stunned. Aya was
enraged. "What do you mean you are moving in here with us?"
demanded Aya.
"Well, it seems that when we went to pay our bill at the resort Sunday. All
my credit cards were canceled. And then when I went to pay with a
check. It seems that the bank has lost our account." Bradley took off
his coat, tossed it on the sofa, and looked pointedly at Aya. "So,
we had to work at the resort in order to pay off our bill." He snared
through clenched teeth.
"You should have seen it Omi. It was horrible," said Nagi snuggling
close to the blond. "they had me as a busboy. Farf was in the
kitchen."
"They had me teaching first aid to little old women," said Schuldig
growling. "You wouldn't believe some of those old coots. One of
the old geezers had the nerve to grab my ass. . . You hear me, I was
groped by grandma Moses," the German shrieked angrily.
"And they had me working as a lowly waiter," snared Bradley. Ken
and Yohji flinched in apprehension at the anger burning in the
American's eyes.
"So, what happened next?" asked Omi hesitantly.
"Well, after our debt was finally paid off today. We arrived home to
find our apartment has been sealed by the landlord because he had
not received his payment. We couldn't understand why because our
rent is paid automatically from our account." He pushes the glasses
back upon his nose. "It turns out that whoever has cleaned out our
accounts. All of them. so until we clear everything up, we are
flat broke." Then he turned to Omi. "Omi do you mind if Nagi uses
your computer?"
"No, he can use whatever he wants," said Omi smiling. "What are
you using it for, homework?"
"No, since all our equipment is locked in our apartment and the clothes
we took with us to the resort are all that we have for the moment." Bradley
straightens his tie. "It will be Nagi's job to find out where our money is and
who it was that took it." He glanced pointedly again at Aya. The red head
didn’t twitch a muscle. "Mark my words, when I find out who it was that
fuck with our accounts I am going to make the bastards curse the day
their mother squatted them out."
Ken, Yohji and Omi had a sinking feeling that the American knew who
sabotage their bank accounts.
"I don't mind not having money," said Farfarello, "but whoever has
separated me from my precious knife collection. There will be hell to
pay for that."
Ken swallowed a dry lump in his throat.
"So, what's for dinner?" Bradley asked smiling at Aya. "I hope it's not
anything too heavy. Nagi has to begin his search. Do you mind
bringing my dinner up to your room?"
"My room!" Aya spurted out.
"Yes, I will be staying in your room until Nagi finds the little fuckers
that striped our accounts." The American picked up his suitcase
and walked over to the stairs. "I'm sure you boys won't mind bunking
downstairs for tonight."
"I want breakfast in bed Kudou," chirped Schuldig happy. Then he picked
up his suitcase and followed Bradley up the stairs.
"Me too," Nagi said with excitement. He and Farfarello followed the two
older men up the stairs. "When I find out who had us locked out of our
home I'm going to drop them inside Mt. Fuji."
When all four men were upstairs and out of ear shot, Ken broke down.
"Oh God. . .Oh geez, they know they know," Ken said hopping around from one
foot to the other like a small child that had to go to the bathroom.
"Calm down Ken," snapped Aya. "They don't know."
"Are you kidding," said Yohji frowning. "Did you see the look in Crawford
eyes. They know we are the ones that did it."
"I knew it. I told you we shouldn't have done this. I just knew something
like this was going to happen," whined Ken. "They're going to kill us. You
hear me. when we go to sleep they are going to kill us."
"Or worse," said Omi ominously. Now that was a chilling thought that had
even the emotionless Aya shuddering in dread.
"I don't smell anything cooking Aya," Bradley yelled down to him. "I want
some food, now."
"Hey Kudou, come get your clothes out of my closet," Schuldig yelled
down to the blond.
"Ken. Towels. Now." Yelled Farfarello.
"Omi, could you bring me up a snack," Nagi called down.
"Hey Omi, you said there was something worst that death," said
Yohji. "how about becoming servants to a group of angry
assassin."
Aya grunted and went to the kitchen. "Where are you going?" asked
Ken.
"To fix His Majesty, The Almighty Oracle, Bradley fucking Crawford
dinner," said Aya not stopping.
"They're going to make us crawl," said Yohji.
"They're going to make us suffer," said Ken.
"Then when it's over," said Omi. "They're going to do it all over
again. They're going to make us pay for making them do
manual labor."
Yohji sighed as the nasally whine of the German called to him
again. "This is going to be a long week." Yohji lowered his
head in defeat and marched up to his fate.
"The old saying is right," said Ken meekly following Yohji. "Payback
is a bitch."
It was late in the evening when Yohji and Aya's shift had ended. The
two older men stepped into the house to find Ken watching television
and Omi trying to do his homework.
"Aya," Omi whined. "Can you help me with my homework?"
"Sorry small fry, I can't help you. I didn't go to college. Hell, I didn't
even finish high school," said Aya looking at the calculus workbook.
"Then it's math. I hate math."
"Why aren't you getting Nagi to help you?" asked Yohji smiling. "He's
a little brain child."
"I haven't heard from him since we went up to the resort." Omi turned
his attention back to his homework. "And that's been almost a
week ago."
"You don't think something happened?" asked Ken worried.
"Hardly," snorted Aya. "knowing Bradley, he probably had them at
work before they could say 'Crawford's a prick' three times."
Yohji laughed. Ken and Omi stared at him shocked. "Are you still
mad with Brad?" asked Ken.
"Not really. Well, I'm going in the kitchen to start dinner." Aya disappeared
into the next room.
"I'll be in my room if anybody calls for me," said Yohji.
"I'm going to the gym and work out for a while," said Ken getting up
and going upstairs.
Omi sat in the living room alone trying to do his homework. It was
going on eight o'clock when Omi finally finished. Tossing
the book to the floor, he leaped on the long couch, picked up the
remote and turned the television on. Just as he got himself settled in a
comfortable position, the doorbell rings.
"Dammit, it never fails." He gets up with an angry grunt and stomps
over to the door. "Just as I'm about to watch some television
someone disturbs me. Who. . ." He yanks the door open and stares
in open mouth shock at the members of Schwartz standing in the
Doorway. "Aya! Yohji! Ken! Get out here, quick!" Omi yelled through
the house for his other roommates.
Shortly, everyone rushed into the room looking agape at their
lovers/competition. And something else caught their attention, each
member of Schwartz was wearing the ribbons they had given them. Nagi
had his tying his hair back into a ponytail. Schuldig had his sewn
into his bandanna he now wore across his forehead. Farfarello had
his wrapped around his wrist like a bracelet. And Bradley had his
stitched into a lavender tie he was wearing. Immediately they hid
the look of shock from their faces and smiled.
"Hi, and what are you guys doing here?" asked Aya.
"And what are those bags you're carrying?" asked Yohji coming to
stand beside Omi. "Are you guys going on a trip?"
"No," said Bradley matter-of-factly. "We're moving in here with you
guys." The four members of the rival assassin group walked into their
new temporary home and sat down their luggage.
Nagi and Omi were excited. Ken and Yohji were stunned. Aya was
enraged. "What do you mean you are moving in here with us?"
demanded Aya.
"Well, it seems that when we went to pay our bill at the resort Sunday. All
my credit cards were canceled. And then when I went to pay with a
check. It seems that the bank has lost our account." Bradley took off
his coat, tossed it on the sofa, and looked pointedly at Aya. "So,
we had to work at the resort in order to pay off our bill." He snared
through clenched teeth.
"You should have seen it Omi. It was horrible," said Nagi snuggling
close to the blond. "they had me as a busboy. Farf was in the
kitchen."
"They had me teaching first aid to little old women," said Schuldig
growling. "You wouldn't believe some of those old coots. One of
the old geezers had the nerve to grab my ass. . . You hear me, I was
groped by grandma Moses," the German shrieked angrily.
"And they had me working as a lowly waiter," snared Bradley. Ken
and Yohji flinched in apprehension at the anger burning in the
American's eyes.
"So, what happened next?" asked Omi hesitantly.
"Well, after our debt was finally paid off today. We arrived home to
find our apartment has been sealed by the landlord because he had
not received his payment. We couldn't understand why because our
rent is paid automatically from our account." He pushes the glasses
back upon his nose. "It turns out that whoever has cleaned out our
accounts. All of them. so until we clear everything up, we are
flat broke." Then he turned to Omi. "Omi do you mind if Nagi uses
your computer?"
"No, he can use whatever he wants," said Omi smiling. "What are
you using it for, homework?"
"No, since all our equipment is locked in our apartment and the clothes
we took with us to the resort are all that we have for the moment." Bradley
straightens his tie. "It will be Nagi's job to find out where our money is and
who it was that took it." He glanced pointedly again at Aya. The red head
didn’t twitch a muscle. "Mark my words, when I find out who it was that
fuck with our accounts I am going to make the bastards curse the day
their mother squatted them out."
Ken, Yohji and Omi had a sinking feeling that the American knew who
sabotage their bank accounts.
"I don't mind not having money," said Farfarello, "but whoever has
separated me from my precious knife collection. There will be hell to
pay for that."
Ken swallowed a dry lump in his throat.
"So, what's for dinner?" Bradley asked smiling at Aya. "I hope it's not
anything too heavy. Nagi has to begin his search. Do you mind
bringing my dinner up to your room?"
"My room!" Aya spurted out.
"Yes, I will be staying in your room until Nagi finds the little fuckers
that striped our accounts." The American picked up his suitcase
and walked over to the stairs. "I'm sure you boys won't mind bunking
downstairs for tonight."
"I want breakfast in bed Kudou," chirped Schuldig happy. Then he picked
up his suitcase and followed Bradley up the stairs.
"Me too," Nagi said with excitement. He and Farfarello followed the two
older men up the stairs. "When I find out who had us locked out of our
home I'm going to drop them inside Mt. Fuji."
When all four men were upstairs and out of ear shot, Ken broke down.
"Oh God. . .Oh geez, they know they know," Ken said hopping around from one
foot to the other like a small child that had to go to the bathroom.
"Calm down Ken," snapped Aya. "They don't know."
"Are you kidding," said Yohji frowning. "Did you see the look in Crawford
eyes. They know we are the ones that did it."
"I knew it. I told you we shouldn't have done this. I just knew something
like this was going to happen," whined Ken. "They're going to kill us. You
hear me. when we go to sleep they are going to kill us."
"Or worse," said Omi ominously. Now that was a chilling thought that had
even the emotionless Aya shuddering in dread.
"I don't smell anything cooking Aya," Bradley yelled down to him. "I want
some food, now."
"Hey Kudou, come get your clothes out of my closet," Schuldig yelled
down to the blond.
"Ken. Towels. Now." Yelled Farfarello.
"Omi, could you bring me up a snack," Nagi called down.
"Hey Omi, you said there was something worst that death," said
Yohji. "how about becoming servants to a group of angry
assassin."
Aya grunted and went to the kitchen. "Where are you going?" asked
Ken.
"To fix His Majesty, The Almighty Oracle, Bradley fucking Crawford
dinner," said Aya not stopping.
"They're going to make us crawl," said Yohji.
"They're going to make us suffer," said Ken.
"Then when it's over," said Omi. "They're going to do it all over
again. They're going to make us pay for making them do
manual labor."
Yohji sighed as the nasally whine of the German called to him
again. "This is going to be a long week." Yohji lowered his
head in defeat and marched up to his fate.
"The old saying is right," said Ken meekly following Yohji. "Payback
is a bitch."