Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Obsession Confession ❯ Chapter 9 ( Chapter 9 )

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.

Warnings: Shonen-ai/Yaoi, angst.

Notes: Anything written in Italic are thoughts.

This fic can be read in mediaminer.org, adultfanfiction.net and ff.net.

Nnnn… I think I've given so many mini-bishies that there are no bishies left, so today I'll give the reviewers a real-size Ran. Now seriously, thank you very much to all the people who reviewed, you were nice enough to ignore how much the last chapter sucked, one just has to love you all *hugs* Today's thanks go to ReiEien (Arigato for reviewing!! *glomps* Hm… can't tell you ne? I personally WANT things to work out okay, but I dunno what I'll end up writing *sweatdrop*),Simply Kim (Arigato for reviewing!! *glomps* Wish I could tell you! Hope you like this chapter! ), AolaniDathomir (Arigato for reviewing!! *glomps* I really am sorry for the long wait! If everything goes well, "Revenge" will be updated tomorrow since the new chapter was finished a few days ago [don't feel like updating everything at once]. Really, thank you for all the support!), gonyos (Arigato for reviewing!! *glomps* If there is something I like more than hearing "I loved it!" it's also hearing the negative things because not everything is positive and good. I don't know if you'll continue reading the story or will quit, and obviously I don't force anyone to read my stuff, so the only thing I can say is that if you quit reading you could miss things ^_~ ), Fata Morgana2 (Arigato for reviewing!! *glomps* Brad-chan was a little evil wasn't he? *hentai grin* About the lemons… for now there'll be a break from them in this fic, but there's a rather big chance that there'll be one more lemon in here that would make the story go towards where I want it to go, though it wouldn't be CrawfordRan and NOW I should shut up before I say anything else, ne? Hope you update your fics soon!), saori (Arigato for reviewing!! *glomps* Thank you for your three reviews and hope you like this chapter! ^^), And thanks to the reviewers from AFF.net! I'm sorry I couldn't include you in the thanks but it doesn't mean I'm not grateful to you! *hugs aff.net reviewers*

Chapter 9

How much time had passed since Crawford left? How much time had he spent hiding from the world? How much time had he wasted doing something as pointless as mourning?

It had happened so fast that if the pain and the soreness that was now installing itself in Aya's body weren't there he would have thought that it was one of his dreams.

But this time it had been real.

He had gone to this hotel to meet Crawford, and had sex with him. It sounded simple but it was anything but that.

He'd just… had sex with the enemy.

Had sex with the enemy when one of his teammates was currently (or so he hoped) "kidnapped" by him.

Slowly, the redhead sat up and stretched his limbs out in the solitude of the bedroom, basking in a silence that let him hear his heart beating.

Rhythmically, calmly… yes, his moment of weakness had passed. His control was quickly building itself up again and the usual empty feeling invaded him as he wished.

Aya winced in pain, reminding himself that he better not make any weird movement in a few days.

Heading for the bathroom, he idly asked himself for how long would his body "remember" what had happened in that hotel room.

Long enough. He decided as he borrowed a couple of towels and prepared the jacuzzi for a bath. He had never seen one before.

The swordsman sank into the warm water and let the bubbles caress his tired body and soothe his muscles.

It was heaven. If only he weren't there alone… if things hadn't happened the way they had in the bedroom… God, he didn't know what to think about it anymore.

Aya forced himself to change his line of thoughts. If there was something he didn't even want to think about was Brad and what had happened in the hotel room.

He wondered what his teammates would think if they knew. He didn't really care, but at least it kept his mind occupied.

Ken would have punched, kicked (or at least try to), basically try to physically harm him as much as he could, all the while yelling and insulting in a way that would make the mothers of the children he taught soccer not let their kids be near the brunette ever again.

Youji wouldn't really mind, but he'd kill him if what he'd done risked Ken and Omi's security.

Omi… he'd probably look at him with that disappointed look one rarely saw in him and would turn sad eyes at him. At first, because no matter how innocent the boy looked, he'd kill him afterwards. Omi could be young and love his friends dearly, but he was very serious when it came to Weiss and would never permit such a betrayal to Weiss. If he was the leader of an assassination group it was for a reason.

For a brief moment Aya's mind drifted back to Ken. He wondered what had happened to his teammate while Schwarz had him. If he was still alive, that is.

The truth was that the house was different without the energetic brunette.

There was a silence… he'd never imagined that the house, the Koneko, Weiss, would be so incomplete without one of its components.

As he stood up to get out of the large tub, he realized that it wasn't because it was Ken, it was because Weiss was Abyssinian, Balinese, Siberian and Bombay, each one of them was a piece that Weiss needed to move, and whoever had been the one that wasn't with them anymore it would have been the same.

At least in theory, because he didn't think the others would care if he had been the one Schwarz had captured. He knew Omi would, but wasn't that sure that the other two would. Ken was too focused in Youji and the playboy was too focused in himself.

Aya reminded himself that he didn't care.

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

Brad opened the door of Schuldig's bedroom and went inside, smirking at the sight of Ken, who was glaring at him, an expression that hadn't changed since he had started recovering from his both his wounds and flu. It was the perfect moment to do so because the German telepath wasn't at home.

The brunette's fever wasn't completely gone yet and he continued getting coughing attacks from time to time, but he was obviously recovering.

His wounds weren't going so fast though. Even if the less important ones and the scratches were healed, the gash at his back and some of his legs and arm injures were still in a rather bad condition, which was the reason Ken hadn't moved out of the bed or fought them yet.

It made him chuckle that the Weiss assassin looked slightly relieved that it wasn't Schuldig the one who had just entered the bedroom.

He really pitied the poor kitten, because he himself would have gone crazy if he had to spend nearly 24/7 with the German around in a horny, angry and "collaborative" state, that is, trying to show off his nurse abilities, and that without counting the three days he'd spent in bed with fever...

"How are you feeling today Siberian?" he asked in a mock tone.

"Fuck you."

"I see you're recovering already, it was about time."

The narrowing of brown eyes was all the answer he got.

"There are good news for you." A smirk tugged at his lips, knowing by the widening of Ken's eyes that he was interested.

"Let's just say that I'm aware that such a thing as being Schuldig's prisoner is one of the worst tortures a human can go through, and today I feel like being nice."

"And?"

"Well, I thought that I could send you back home if you do me a little favour."

Ken tensed. "I'm not going to give you head or let you fuck me or anything of the sort!! I told your fucking teammate and I tell you!!"

"Shut up Weiss." The American ordered. "That's not what I want from you. A while ago I had a vision that will happen in three days if you don't do what I say."

"What vision?"

Brad lifted an eyebrow. "It's about you. Schuldig will get tired of waiting for your wounds to heal and you can imagine what he'll do to you."

What little color had been in Ken's face at the moment disappeared when his mind processed the information and he realized what the leader of Schwarz meant.

"BUT of course you could do what I tell you and I could make some arrangements so you don't have to go through it."

"You bastards…" Ken murmured through clenched teeth.

Crawford just smirked at him, knowing that every second that passed the Weiss assassin would get more and more nervous until he lost his temper, something that had he been in a normal state would have happened long ago.

Ken looked like he was about to jump the American and try to kill him right there. But he wasn't stupid and knew that wounded, half sedated and weakened as he was there was no way he could do such a thing.

He was also scared, but that was something he wasn't going to admit.

Brad leaned towards Ken. "Aren't you curious kitten?" He sniffed slightly and frowned. "And guess Mastermind will have to give you a shower. You smell."

"And whose fault is that?!" the brunette said exasperated.

"Certainly not mine." Brad said lifting his hands in mock innocence.

"The fuck it's not!!" Ken sat up abruptly, only to fall backwards biting his lip when the large wound on his back made it's presence known for the nth time since he had been kidnapped.

"Watch your manners Weiss, or you'll have to be punished."

"Leave me alone already."

"I thought you wanted to know what I had in mind?"

Ken groaned exasperated.

The precog nodded. "I take that as a yes." He sank back onto his chair, leaving Ken more space to breathe. "What I want you to do is give Ran a message."

"Ran?"

"Fujimiya, baka."

"…"

"Hear me well because I'm not going to repeat myself." He looked around for a moment and something lighted up in his gaze when his eyes stopped on the knife Schuldig had on his table because his smirk widened as he surveyed Ken's body. "Wait, I've changed my mind kitten." He said as he rose to his feet and took the knife from the table. "You won't have to give the message directly." He said taking the rather scared and confused brunette's hand into his.

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

Omi turned the tv volume down when he heard the front door open. Youji came back a while after he'd woken up and hadn't left his bedroom so it could only be Aya.

The silence that came after the door closed confirmed his first thought.

The archer turned the tv off and headed for the kitchen, where Aya had stopped. "Aya-kun?" he said hesitantly.

Omi's voice seemed to bring Aya back to reality, actually startling him out of his thoughts.

Aya threw him a confused look that soon changed into his "Omi face", serious but not angry.

"Are you okay Aya-kun? You're walking really weird."

The redhead's cheeks flushed slightly at the comment. "Hn. We have to open the shop." Was all he said before he left the kitchen to go to the Koneko.

Omi nodded and followed him. "Etoo… Aya-kun?"

"Hn?"

"Uh... well, it's just that you don't look so well, do you want to go lie down for awhile? I can take care of the Koneko."

Aya opened the door that connected their house with the Koneko no Sumu Ie in silence. [1] "No. Go call Kudou."

The blonde was about to say something about not going to wake Youji up, but he knew when one didn't have to push his teammate and that was one of those moments.

He nodded and went upstairs to TRY to wake the playboy up.

Omi stopped at the kitchen to pour himself a glass of Pepsi. There was something terribly wrong with Aya that morning.

He didn't know what it was, but he looked different. His eyes, how distracted he was, the way he moved… there was something, but he couldn't quite put his fingers in what it was, afraid of being wrong.

The leader of Weiss had a bad feeling that morning.

Maybe Youji was right when he told him the previous day that something big was happening without them really knowing. And perhaps Aya knew more than he let on, after all, he was being more enigmatic than usual and had been acting weirdly lately.

The pieces of the puzzle didn't fit, that was the only obvious thing.

Wondering if Ken disappearing, Aya going out and all the weird things that had been happening around Weiss lately had to be related. But how?

He'd have to think about it later, now he had to wake Youji up before Aya ran upstairs and dedicated them some of his best assassination techniques.

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

"Hmm… I think it's warm enough. I prefer it hotter, but I don't think that hot water will be good for your wounds." Schuldig murmured, sinking his hand into the water that filled the bathtub to test its warmth.

From where he was sitting on a chair Schuldig had brought to the bathroom, his captive paled. Not only had he been transformed into a mummy that couldn't do anything, was he also going to be scalded? The water had to be REALLY hot, because all that steam couldn't come from a nice temperature.

Schuldig approached the brunette with a huge grin stretching his lips. "Well kitty, it's time to take all those bandages off and give you a nice bath!"

Ken would have protested and tried to push him away, but the German was faster and immobilized him with his mental powers. It was the easiest and most efficient way to avoid 'accidents' with the Weiss assassin.

It took the redhead nearly ten minutes to get rid of all the bandages that limited if not restricted Ken's movements.

"Don't worry Siberian, this won't hurt."

Schuldig slid an arm under Ken's knees and the other around his back to haul him up. Then he walked towards the bathtub and put him inside.

"What's the matter kitty?" he blinked at the brunette's, how to say this.. really pained expression, which wasn't a surprise because the incredibly hot water made all his wounds hurt in a way he hadn't thought possible until that moment.

"Y-you bastard!! Are you fucking trying to scald me or what?!!" Ken yelled trying to get out of the water, but it was impossible under the control the telepath's powers currently had over his body.

"You're exaggerating. You'll get used to it in a moment." He muttered something in German before he turned the water on and made the stream fall over Ken's head, damping his hair, face and shoulders.

"I'm old enough to do this alone."

Schuldig chuckled at the comment. "Kitty, kitty, kitty. What kind of nurse would I be if I left my patient alone in such a dangerous situation as this one is?"

"YOU are dangerous Schwarz, not the water!!"

"Of course, whatever you say." The redhead ignored Ken's mental and vocal insults as he grabbed a bottle of shampoo and poured some onto his hand.

Silently, Schuldig lathered Ken's hair, massaging his scalp thoroughly to make more bubbles and leave his kitten's hair as clean as possible.

"Mmmm… smells good, ne kitty?"

Ken didn't dignify him with an answer, closing his eyes tightly and biting his lip to keep from making a snide comment.

The Schwarz assassin chuckled. "No matter what you do, I can read your mind, and you're thinking it smells good. Admit it."

Schuldig was rewarded with a mental image of a middle finger while he rinsed Ken's hair.

"You know, it's a pity that you aren't collaborative and are this wounded. If you weren't" he bent forward and nuzzled the brunette's neck playfully "I'd fuck you right here."

If Ken had been looking pale, that just made what little color was left on his face to disappear and he literally fell backwards.

"Oi!! It's the third time you do that!" the redhead pouted and continued cleaning his captive's body until he found fresh wounds that he was sure he hadn't seen before carved on Ken's forearm. "Who the fuck wrote this?"

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

"Everything ready Aya-kun?"

The redhead nodded at his younger teammate and proceed to put his coat on.

He had a weird feeling that indicated that something was going to happen. Aya didn't know what it was, but he had the strong suspicion that it couldn't be anything good, especially after all what had happened to him lately.

Maybe it was just the chance of having a confrontation with Schwarz or just that he was being more paranoid than usual, but the feeling was there.

A hard nudge from Youji made him react and follow his teammates towards his car.

Tsu zu ku…

[1] There are thousands of theories about the Koneko. Some writers place it away from the bishies' house, others connect it with the house, others write it near… I personally write it as connected to the house by stairs that finish in a door that connects to the shop.

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