Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Obsession Confession ❯ Chapter 7 ( Chapter 7 )

Obsession Confession

By: Anna Hibiki

Rating: R/NC-17 (it's going up).

Disclaimers: Weiss is not mine! Koyasu-sama and other people with much more money than me owns it.

Pairings: Coming soon..

Notes: Anything written in Italic are thoughts.

This fic can be read mediaminer.org and ff.net.

Today I'm giving Mini-Schu's! Since there was only one reviewer and reviewed twice, she gets two Schus *sighs dreamily at the thought of two SchuSchus* The thanks go to Fata Morgana (Arigato for reviewing!! *double glomps* I'm glad you like how I'm writing Brad! I'm sorry it took me so long to update but hope you like this chapter [and all the BradRan in there] I love that pairing too, it grows on me by the day! ^__^ [even if it doesn't stop me from hating Aya and loving Brad… ^^])

Chapter 7

Aya's eyes widened in fear at the sound of that low voice. He jumped away from it, rubbing at his ear to take the feeling of his warm breath away, but wanting to feel it again.

Crawford arched an eyebrow, his dark eyes mocking Aya cruelly. "You don't look too happy to see me again Ran."

The redhead's eyes narrowed in anger. "You… again-"

Brad stopped him from saying whatever he was going to say, lunging forward to punch him on the gut.

Aya was caught completely off guard, his mind had conjured lots of possibilities of what could happen when he met the American, but none of them had been this. He… even if he wasn't going to admit it, wanted to be touched again, to be kissed again. No, he didn't want to be humiliated, but he couldn't resist Brad, he couldn't.

The following moments were a blur to the swordsman, but he was starting to come out of his trance and felt the intense pain from the punch, that had sent him down to the floor.

Abyssinian tried to sit up, but he was kicked hard at his side.

The katana slid from his grasp and he lied down, defenceless. The redhead was at the precog's mercy. There was nothing he could do to defend himself being in such a position. His whole body hurt and felt like he couldn't move.

An amethyst eye open, followed soon by the other, that reflected how vulnerable Aya was. When his sight focused a little, he saw Crawford crouched beside him, a wide smirk still twisting the corners of his lips upwards.

The redhead opened his mouth to say something, but Brad placed a finger over his lips, quieting him. His heart sped up at the feeling of the American's skin. He was so caught up into looking at that smirking face that he didn't pay any attention to Ken's voice, who was nearly begging for help through the mic, trying to get his teammates to help him.

This is what he had been fearing, and it was happening.

He was leaving his teammates behind.

And he didn't care.

.::.::.::.::.

He couldn't feel the stabs anymore. The knife cut into his assassin gear and cut his skin.

The only pain he could notice was in his heart, he was going to die there, and he would die alone.

He wondered if his teammates would try to find him.. If they would miss him.

If Youji would…

No, the blonde wouldn't miss him. He was convinced that Youji felt disgusted after he heard Omi reveal his secret.

He had to be.

And telling himself that the other hated him made him feel a little better.

Farfello's knife was dripping with Ken's blood. The Irishman laughed madly and looked at the other assassin, who could barely stand on his feet. The brunette leaned back against the wall, clutching at his stomach as he tried to remain conscious.

"Farfie! I told you to hurt him a little, but you nearly killed him!" Schuldig, who had gotten away from Youji, scolded the one-eyed psycho.

He walked closer to Ken to take a better look at his condition and brought his hand to his face to tilt it up.

Unfocused chocolate eyes tried to look at him, but the effort only succeed in making Ken lose the little grasp he had on his consciousness.

The German snorted and hauled the boy in his arms before he fell. "Perfect. Now I have to take him to a doctor, and look at my clothes, he's staining them." He scowled at his teammate. "Go distract Balinese, but don't hurt him, do you hear me?"

The Irishman just laughed and ran towards the next corridor. There was another assassin to fight against.

Schuldig took the opposite path, and soon was out of the building and into his car, cursing about how the kitty's blood ruined his beloved car.

.::.::.::.::.

Aya tried to hold his breath, to avoid moving, to gather the strength to pull away, but it wasn't easy.

Brad laughed when he noticed that the redhead's face turned darker as it became more and more difficult to hold his breath.

"You want me to have to assist you or what?" he asked leaning closer

"NO!!" the swordsman yelled, the air finally filling his lungs.

The American chuckled. "That would be funny, wouldn't it? Abyssinian's worst enemy gave him a mouth to mouth that saved his life at the middle of a mission. Don't you think it would be funny Ran?"

"…"

"You won't talk to me?" he asked, his voice sounded highly amused.

Aya shook his head, still trying to resist.

"Mmm…" Crawford purred as he grazed the younger man's lips with a finger, the gesture was obviously one of mock tenderness. "It's a pity we didn't use these minutes we just had together more properly."

The redhead blinked in confusion.

Brad's smirk just widened even more. "Someone had to distract you while we caught a kitty to play with, and who better than me to stay with you meanwhile?"

"What do you mea-"

"I'm not telling you…"

The taller man refrained from chuckling at the sight of Fujimiya Aya, Abyssinian, pouting. It was an unconscious gesture, but it was there.

Apparently Aya realized he had let his guards down because he turned his face to the side and put on his usual scowl. But the effect was broken by the bright blush that stained his cheeks.

"Looks like you are a shy kitten, ne, Ran?" he forced the redhead to look at him and his expression turned cold again. "It's time to say goodbye… for now." He placed a folded piece of paper on the floor near Aya's face. "Next Thursday at the hotel you see in the note. The address and anything else you may need is in the note." He tilted Aya's face to the side and bent his head down to gently catch a pale earlobe between his teeth, the corners of his lips lifting in a smirk at the shudder that went through the younger assassin's body. "I'll be waiting… Oh, and the building will explode in…" he looked at his watch "seventeen minutes. Bye…" he whispered and rose to his feet.

Aya closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He needed to recover from the encounter. After a couple minutes he took the note and read it. His eyes widened at the realization that it was one of the most luxurious hotels in Tokyo.

"Balinese, status." Omi's nervous voice came through the earpiece.

"I'm done, the target was found dead."

"Great, get out of the building."

"Siberian, status." The leader of Weiss asked again.

A few seconds passed, and there was no answer from the other assassin.

"I repeat. Siberian, status?"

"Where the fuck is he?" That was Youji, who sounded rather worried.

Suddenly, realization hit Aya as he ran through the corridors. 'Someone had to distract you while we caught a kitty to play with', that's what Oracle had said.

Schwarz had Ken.

He turned his mic on. "The building will explode in less than eleven minutes. Get out." He ordered the others.

"Where is Siberian?!" Youji demanded to know.

"I said leave the building." He repeated.

"Abyssinian, status?" Omi finally asked.

"Getting out of here."

"But where the fuck is Ken!"

"Balinese!"

"Get out." He took the earpiece off and continued running.

When he got out, Omi and Youji were already there, both in an almost hysteric mood (though each one had his own reasons for it).

They had lots of questions, but he didn't answer to anything.

His salvation was the explosion that destroyed the building, that distracted Youji long enough for Aya to put him into the car and leave as fast as possible.

He didn't care for what happened while they left, his mind was already thinking about next Thursday.

It was going to be a long week.

Tsu zu ku…

Oii! I'm sorry this took me so long! The chapter is nothing big but well…

This will take me some time to update in ff.net (they deleted 4 fics of mine for no reason [ONLY ONE of them had 'sexual content'] and I can't update anything for a few days).

Anyway, what do you think of the chappie? I don't think Brad is OOC, I'm trying to make him like in Tsuchiya-sensei's manga. And Ran… maybe he's a little OOC, but back when he was Ran, he was that shy, so I guess he would be like that. After all, he can't keep the Aya-act 24 hours each day.

In next chapter, Schuldig will play nurse and Aya will have to decide if he goes to his 'date' with Brad, and WHAT happens if he goes… *hentai grin*

Until the next update, remember to leave me comments with your opinions, ideas or anything ya wanna say. They're truly appreciated!

Hasta luego!