Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Odds And Ends ❯ All Is Fair In Love And War... ( Chapter 1 )

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[Disclaimer: I don't own Weiss, I know. Please don't sue, I mean no harm and I'm pretty broke...]

ALL IS FAIR IN LOVE AND WAR...

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It had been snowing all night, covering the ground in a blanket of white that had refused to melt at the first tentative rays of the sun that had risen over the horizon a good four hours ago. Instead, the frozen liquid had decided to gather in lumps of ice and half melted piles just waiting to be taken advantage of by the kids when they were out from school later that day.

A man was also contemplating the snow as he was leaning on the railing to the porch, smoking a cigarette. He was tall and blond, dressed in his usual low-riding pants and cropped top and with a content smirk on his face as he savored the nicotine rush this morning which was a pretty early one for him. His eyes were closed as he tilted his head up towards the sun, squinting a bit before closing them again, apparently deciding that it was too early for him to keep them permanently open. Instead, he settled back to enjoy the sun from behind his eyelids.

A shadow sneaked around the corner of the house, moving as silently as a cat despite the snow crunching under his feet. He had long, irregular orange bangs that were kept back by a yellow bandanna - a screeching contrast to the green jacket he was wearing to ward off the chill. He was also smirking, albeit in quite a different way than the blond on the porch.

The tall redhead crouched on the ground as his hands scooped up snow, kneading it into a loose ball of white ice before he rose again, his smirk growing with each step towards his unsuspecting victim. <Playtime...>

Yohji yelped as the snowball hit him square in the guts, hard enough for him to cough up the lungful of smoke he had just inhaled. Glaring wildly around, he saw his attacker grinning at him, already forming another ball in his hands.

"Schu! You son of a bitch, I'm going to-" The rest was drowned in the mouthful of snow that was thrown at him, landing right in the face as intended. He spluttered for a moment before springing into action, cigarette forgotten as he scooped up a handful of the snow still on the porch, intent on returning the gesture. The redhead just laughed at him, long legs flying into action as he aimed again, another perfect hit. Schuldig watched as Yohji once more spluttered before regaining his composure and jumped off the porch to swing his own snowball to hit the German on the shoulder while he was busy laughing at the expression of pure fury on the blond's face.

"That was my last cigarette! Now I have to go and buy new ones!" Yohji leapt forward, intent on pinning the other on the ground, but he slipped as the redhead jumped out of the way, his usually graceful motions hindered by the slippery snow.

"You really should stop smoking, Yotan. It's not good for your health - and you can't catch me if you're not in good shape!" With that, he sneaked away, out of the immediate range of the now furious blond.

"So you're saying that I can't keep up with you?" Yohji got a gleam in his eyes that had the German pausing for a moment before a slow smile spread over his face - a grin that would have done the Cheshire Cat proud. Yohji just continued glaring at him as he bent down and scooped up another hand of snow, kneading into a loose ball.

"That's exactly what I mean, Yotan..." Grinning like a madman, the redhead dodged the projectil aimed at him with ease and laughed at Yohji's curses.

"Why, you sneaky bastard..." The blond lunged forward again, slipping on the ground but managing to make the other one fall as well as the redhead took another step backwards. With a simultaneous yelp they both landed in the snow, not more than a few feet from each other.

Eyes locking, the silent conversation taken care of as hands were busy kneading more projectils there was only one thing on their minds - aim taken care of; now there was only speed that mattered.

Schuldig managed to get his arm swinging first, landing another ball of icy white on Yohji's shoulder, something that was retaliated within the moment.

Scrambling around on the ground and scooping up whatever snow they could get their frozen hands on they showered each other in loose balls - not bothering to knead them more than just to get the snow to stick together.

Finally, Yohji made a lunge again, landing squarely on the German. The air went out from the redhead's lungs in a rush before he regained his composure, using the blond's momentarily confusion to flip them over, landing on top.

"Dammit, but you're heavy!" Yohji made an 'oof' as the Cheshire Cat planted himself more firmly on his now chilled body. His clothes were not made for fooling around in the snow and the cold and melted snow had already drenched most of it. Shuddering, he met the green eyes perched above his, the wide mouth grinning as he grabbed Yohji's hands, keeping them away from getting any leverage to turn the tables again.

"You seriously need to work out more, Yotan, if you think I'm heavy..." the voice drawled in his ear, and the blond shuddered again, from a different reason. Schuldig was almost as skinny as he himself - not to mention in hell of a lot better shape - but Yohji usually teased him for it anyway.

"Just get your fat ass off me, Schu!" The redhead burst out laughing at that and Yohji rolled his eyes, not bothering to say anything else. The German could be infuriating enough at times, but truth to be told, he rather liked the position - if one side of him hadn't been so damned cold.

"Why should I? It's quite comfortable here, you know..." Again, green met green as they glared at each other, Yohji trying to get his hands between their bodies to flip the redhead off him but Schuldig - of course - knew exactly what he was thinking and kept them glued to his sides.

The German's expression softened for a moment before he tilted his head to the side, a lost puppy-look on his face before his warm lips descended on Yohji's cold, snowsprayed ones. The blond was lost in an instant, as always, eagerly responding. A warm tongue probed at his lips and his own slipped out to meet it, tasting and probing and another shudder went through him as his nerves were overloaded with the same sensations as always.

His hands were released from his sides and he used the momentarily trust the other showed him to scoop up some more snow and depositing it between the German's jacket and neck. Schuldig broke the kiss with a shout and Yohji took the opportunity to shove him off. A string of curses followed, most of them in German, but some in English and Japanese as well. Schuldig had once explained that he always picked up swearwords first, wherever he went and Yohji was proned to believe him as he watched the redhead try to get the snow out of his collar.

"All is fair in love and war, you know..." The jade eyes that turned to him promised a slow, painful death as Schuldig lunged again. Yohji dove out of the way, landing face first in the snow. Schuldig was upon him in an instant again, wringing his arms up above his head as he settled on the blond's hips.

"You cheated!" The voice was a low growl, promising retaliation as the blond squirmed under him.

"All is fair in love and war!" Yohji squirmed some more - he had strong plans of slipping loose from the redhead's embrace - which just caused his shirt to hike up and baring a sliver of his stomach to the icy ground. He yelped, which caused the redhead to grin again.

"Oh yes, everything is fair in love and war..." With that, he reached down and scooped up another handful of snow and shoved it in under Yohji's shirt. Yohji's shout was loud enough to wake the dead and he managed to turn around to face his tormentor who was currently laughing so hard that tears were forming in his eyes.

"That was cheating!" he informed the redhead heatedly, glaring. Schuldig only laughed harder at that - watching and 'hearing' the fury rise in his 'captive' - as Yohji squirmed a bit more. His clothes were soaked through by now, but he would be damned if he gave up so easily.

"You had it coming, Yotan... Big time!" Sticking his tongue out to his captor the blond crossed his arms over his chest, ignoring the blue tinge to his hands.

"Just get the fuck off me, Schu! It's cold down here, you know!" The German's face took on an expression of concern as he noticed the shivers running through the body under him and his grin disappeared. Yohji was really cold - shuddering from the contact with the ground and doing his best not to show it.

"Tell you what... You apologize for the snow, and I'll let you up. Sounds good?"

"What? You started the whole thing! I'm not apologizing for something that wasn't my fault!" Ignoring the indignant squeak the blond made the redhead just tipped forward, catching the cold lips with his own again.

<Just fuck off, Schu!> Yohji's hands crept up to the orange hair, the cold momentarily forgotten as heat spread inside him from wherever Schuldig was touching him.

<As you wish...> Schuldig rolled off him, a grin on his lips at Yohji's dumbfounded expression. The blond sat up warily, eyeing the other with a suspicious gleam in his green eyes. Before he had the chance to react, Yojhi was up and on his way to the porch and the safety there. Schuldig followed, at a slightly slower pace, savoring the sight of a Yohji all wet from the snow and his clothes clinging to him at just the right places... And after peaking into his head, it was revealed that he was going off to take a shower, something Schuldig had no problems with at all.

<You're not invited...> Slamming the door behind him, Yohji emerged into the house only to be greeted by the sight of Ran and Crawford apparently forgetting all about lunch and was doing some serious digging in each other's throats at the kitchen table. Nagi and Omi was nowhere to be seen at the moment - something Yohji was grateful for; there were some things the chibis didn't have to know - and Jei and Ken hadn't come back from playing soccer yet. Glaring for a moment at the former leaders, he hurried through the house, knowing that his own lover was stalking him. If he could just get to the shower first...

Almost running the rest of the steps up the stairs in the house that Omi and Nagi had rented for their 'reunion' he ducked into the bathroom, hurriedly locking the door behind him as he got rid of his clothes.

Stepping into the shower, he sighed as the warm water washed over him, tilting his head back. The moment of peace lasted for as long as it took Schuldig to slide his arms around him again and Yohji yelped.

"What the fuck... How did you get in here?!" He didn't bother turning around as the low chuckle reached his ears. Knowing the redhead, he had probably just blocked Yohji off and tricked him into locking the door behind the two of them without him having the slightest clue what he was doing. Another chuckle proved his theory as he pressed back against the warm body, needing the heatsource. He could deal with Schuldig later - and there would be some serious dealing. He wasn't about to let the redhead get away with something like that!

A kiss was planted to the back of his neck and his annoyance melted away as if by magic. He knew what kind of magic that was displayed and spared a thought to the rather insistent redhead who refused to take the hint. Turning the blond around in his arms, jade met emerald for a moment triumphantly.

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Umm... Don't ask, I have no clue where this one came from... J It was fun to write though, even if it didn't turn out as it was supposed to... Oh well, there's always another day and try, right? J