Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Pains of the Past ❯ Pains of the Past ( Chapter 1 )

Author: Cloudy Daze

Rating: Um… yeah definitely NC-17 here. ~grins~

Category/Warning: Angst… oh so much angst. ^^ Yaoi of course, Lemon fun, OOC (just in case)

Pairing: Schuldig x Nagi

Feedback: Yes please maybe the lemon muse will write more if she in encouraged.

Author's Notes: Wow… my first Weiss fic and Weiss isn't even in it. I can't seem to help it I've always been fascinated with Schwartz. They're just so freakin' cool! And well Nagi angst is a secret passion of mine. Hope everyone enjoys it. ^^

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Pains of the Past

Pale green orbs followed the lone individual in the kitchen, his mind etching out every tiny feature of the teen's slender body. He wasn't sure when the original fascination for his teammate had started but with each day it continued to grow. The boy at first glance seemed frail and defenseless; this however was only the initial impression. He was actually very strong and determined to prove that he could protect himself.

The watched male sighed in frustration, muttering negatively about their team leader. The green eyed man snickered silently, the boy's thoughts much more vulgar in nature then his spoken words. He raked his gaze over the petite figure, his forest brown hair framing his face and large eyes, which added to the adorable look the teen possessed. 'Very cute and deliciously fuckable.' The red head flushed at the visions his mind conjured up. Tangled naked flesh, the small brunette moaning underneath him, bodies slick with sweat.

"Schuldig, is there a reason you're standing there," the boy inquired, his gaze calmly placed on the older individual.

The German gave the teen a sly grin before striding up to him. "Just having an amusing time listening to your lovely thoughts about Brad," he exclaimed.

The boy shot daggers at him with his brown eyes, the frown on his face increasing. "Stay out of my head," he snapped.

"Does the Chibi not like his mind being picked at?" the telepath smirked. He slid closer to his teammate, leaning closer to breath sensuously against the brunette's neck. "I find it intoxicating though. Digging into the deepest crevasses of a person's mind, baring naked their secret thoughts," his lips brushed against the soft flesh, "Their deepest desires."

Nagi's power quickly took hold and the redhead found himself thrown against the wall. "Don't ever try it," he warned.

Schuldig's mind reached out, curiosity getting the better of him. He hit a wave of bitter hatred directed at him, but also at a cruel, harsh past the youngest member of their team had struggled to survive in. The feelings tugged at him, his own upbringing as hurtful as Nagi's was.

'I've been there you know. We all have,' Schuldig called out mentally, causing the boy to still, 'Just because you were messed with doesn't mean I would do the same thing.'

"Don't even say it. We all know you're a manipulative bastard. You love screwing around with people's minds and feelings," Nagi stated.

The telepath pushed himself off the wall, checking to make sure nothing was injured. 'He sure has good control of those powers.' Schuldig didn't let the action faze him though, once again standing face to face with the brunette.

"Screwing around, huh? That's an interesting choice of words," the redhead remarked.

"You know what? I don't understand you at all. I kill because it's part of the job. You however enjoy manipulating, you thrive on it. If you know what it's like to be used then why do you do it to others?" Nagi inquired.

The telepath reached out, taking the teen's shoulders in his hands. He leaned forward, his face mere inches from the other's face.

"It's the thrill of it. Surely you get the same high, the same rush of adrenaline when you use your powers on someone who deserves it," he murmured. The taller individual slowly slid his arms downward, placing them around Nagi's small waist, "It's also a safety mechanism. In order for no one to hurt me again I have to get to them first. It's amazing you know?" Schuldig shifted forward, their bodies now flush against each other.

"What are…?" the question was silenced as the redhead hushed him suddenly.

"It's rude to interrupt Nagi. Can you imagine the surge of power I get? To be able to delve into a person's mind? To find the one tiny flicker of fear and feed it until it blazes out of control? To know someone's innermost thoughts and deepest needs and to be able to hold that knowledge over the individual's head? The rush is like a drug, a haze of pleasure that's almost orgasmic in nature."

The German tilted his head to the left breathing softly into the teen's ear. "It's not always a negative thing though. With my powers I can find hidden desires and fulfill them. I can carry someone to new heights of pleasure the likes of which no one has every known. I can make you scream in ecstasy without even laying a hand on you if you'll let me."

Nagi's thoughts stilled, "When did I…" was all that he got out before warm lips crushed against his own. He gasped, which allowed the sensation to intensify, the redhead's talented tongue stroking the inside of his mouth.

Schuldig rubbed their bodies together, the friction sparking need in the teen's mind. The telepath instantly felt it and flooded the smaller individual with his own desires.

Nagi cried out wantonly, lips fighting back in defiance. The pleasure coursed through him, need far outweighing any semblance of self-restraint. As he thrust his hips forward the redhead suddenly stopped, pulling away from him. With a lazy grin on his face he pressed a chaste kiss on Nagi's swollen lips.

"Just thought I would give you a taste of what could happen if you let me in. If you're interested in more stop by my room tonight," he murmured heavily. Schuldig gave the teen a playful slap on the butt before exiting the kitchen, one thought running through his mind. 'Got him.'

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The Japanese teen remained calm and collected as he made his way to his small, darkened room. The repressed anger swam steadily in his mind, whispering their desires to be released. With the quiet click of a door locking the rage escaped, the one lone source of light shattering into a million pieces. Nagi didn't even flinch as he walked to his bed, the shards of glass digging into his bare feet. The brunette settled on the bed, resting his head against the headboard.

'You're just upset because you know the annoying telepath is right,' his mind taunted, 'You don't just kill because of a job. You kill because you want to.' Nagi sighed in frustration, using his powers to destroy the bookcase in the corner. The wood splintered into kindling, the books scattered safe and in good condition on the ground. He wasn't totally out of control, he knew he needed the information contained in them for future missions.

He rubbed his forehead, trying with little success to keep the swell of emotions at bay. 'Those happy, mindless people in the world haven't got a clue. The world is heartless; while you smile innocently people are being beaten, raped, and left lifeless on a darkened street. Well you live your sheltered lives there are others starving, shivering in some alley in tattered slips of clothing, praying silently for the welcome embrace of death. I hate you all!' he screamed inwardly, 'Feel the pain that I've felt! Cry as you're being slammed against a wall just for being on the streets at the wrong thing. Hang your head in shame when the blinding hunger becomes so great that you'll kill a rat, eating it raw, just to have something in your stomach.'

He leapt from the bed, screaming as he slashed at the mattress. His telekinesis shredded the sheets, the springs in the bed bent and broken in pieces with a loud crack. He heard pounding from the door but ignored it, lost in his own fury.

'I'll make you all pay! Every person who walked by while I was being beaten within an inch of my life and ignored what was happening. All those people who believe the lies that the world is safe; I'll force you to live my past, see if you believe in love and harmony then. If I can't be loved, then no one can!'

The ceiling in his room began to crumble just as the door was broken down. He allowed the falling debris to slam into his slender body, dropping him to the floor before strong arms pulled him up. He was quickly shoved outside the room. He ignored the sharp sting of the slap on his cheek as Brad questioned him, trying to discover what had transpired.

"Can I punish him?" Farfello asked, his tongue gliding over the knife in his hand.

"No you may not," their leader answered, surveying the damage caused by the telekinetic.

"Let me handle it," the redhead stated coolly, his gaze fixed on the Japanese teen.

"Why would I do that?" the pre-cog inquired.

"Because you're an ass and Farfello is insane. I'll figure out what's running through that mind of his," Schuldig informed, tapping his head.

"Fine, but don't mess him up too badly. We have a mission tomorrow night," Brad stated, stepping into the room. He was grateful that the damage to the ceiling wasn't as bad as he had feared. 'We should be able to fix that ourselves.'

"Well you fix that and I'll fix the Chibi," the telepath added, grinning at the scowl he received from Crawford for hearing his thoughts. He then wrapped his hand around the teen's wrist, taking him away from the carnage.

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The redhead remained silent, his green eyes fixed on the small Japanese teen currently sitting on his bed. Nagi refused to speak and drew his knees to his chest, wrapping his arms around them.

'You're pathetic,' Schuldig thought out calmly, ignoring the look of hatred that he received, 'The way you're acting you deserved what happened.'

A faint growl was the telepath's only warning before he was thrown against his dresser, the various items laying on it knocked to the floor. The redhead laughed, before he straightened himself out.

"Do you think I deserve that, Nagi?" Schuldig inquired. The brunette shot daggers at him with his eyes, giving an obvious answer.

'Exactly. Pain for Pain, Chibi. The people deserve to be hurt, deserve to be killed. We were given these powers for a reason. To beat those that would beat us,' Schuldig slipped beside his younger teammate and cupped the teen's chin, turning him so they were face to face.

"Kill or be killed, Nagi. Which is it?" he questioned, leaning closer still to the brunette.

The telekinetic's body responded to the proximity of the older individual, memories of what had occurred earlier making it hard to think. His voice was raspy as he answered, "Kill them all."

"Perfect," the redhead whispered. He parted his mouth, his tongue licking Nagi's lips. His left hand raked under the teen's shirt, skimming over soft flesh.

"Never let them get to you though. To become angry at what happened in the past is showing a great weakness to others. We're too strong for that," Schuldig stated.

"Don't you ever get mad at all the naïve people out there who don't have a clue how cruel the world is? Don't you ever just want to scream, to tear at them and make them feel all the pain you have?" Nagi murmured.

"Of course I do Chibi. I enjoy watching them all scream in agony as I twist their minds inside out. I laugh as they're driven mad from the mental images I place in their heads."

"And Brad says that Farfello is insane," the brunette muttered.

The German laughed heartily, slipping his hand forward. His palm fluttered across the teen's lean stomach, fingers tracing prominent ribs.

"You cut back on eating again. Brad told you not to do that again," Schuldig chided.

Nagi shrugged, allowing the redhead to continue his actions. "Why would you care?"

"Because I'd rather not fuck someone who's going to break halfway through it," the young man answered.

"And who said I was going to let you?"

'You yourself did, Chibi,' Schuldig telepathically exclaimed, 'You yearn for something. You're not quite sure what it is but you've been denied the feeling your whole life.'

The brunette searched deep within himself, knowing that what the German said was true. 'Comfort. Understanding… Love?'

Schuldig sighed, tugging his smaller teammate onto his lap. 'Love is not something any of us will ever receive. We became the way we are because of lack of affection. I don't believe we'll ever know what true love is.'

The redhead tugged at the teen's shirt, quietly ordering him to slip it off. Nagi thought for a moment before shrugging, allowing the pale flesh to be uncovered.

'You know that Esset owns us for life. As much as I hate to admit it we're stuck with them until we die… or they decide we've become useless. Either way we end up six feet under. Because of this we have to take what we can get. We never know when it will be our time to go,' Schuldig communicated, fingers softly tracing the faint scars that scattered the brunette's chest. They only enhanced the teen's beauty, indicating his deep desire to survive… to persevere against adversity.

Nagi sighed contently at the gentle touches, his eyes sliding shut. 'He's right. It's too dangerous to ever try and be with someone on the outside. They would become tainted and killed in the end.'

The German nodded at the thoughts. 'Now you understand, Chibi. All Schwartz has is each other. Anyone else would be destroyed.'

"Oh great. A psychopath and a hard ass. My two favorite kinds of people," Nagi muttered.

Schuldig laughed loudly, a smirk prominent on his lips. "And what about me?"

"I'm not sure yet. My views of you are slowly changing," the Japanese teen answered.

I'm glad to hear it," the redhead breathed, dipping his head to suck at the teen's neck. He applied a steady pressure, leaving a deep red mark on his soft skin.

The brunette moaned quietly, shifting to allow the older individual more access. He felt any resistance he possessed slip from his body.

'That's it Nagi. Let it go and just feel. I can give you pleasure and I'll still be here in the morning. Isn't that enough?' Schuldig smirked as he felt the silent agreement, the boy's actions becoming totally submissive in nature.

The German quickly crushed their lips together, mouths parting as he tasted the teen. His tongue raked every inch of the moist cavern, his left hand slipping behind Nagi's head, keeping it firmly in place. His other hand passed the teen's waist, stroking the rapidly hardening flesh that was trapped within the confines of clothing. The need spiked inside his teammate causing the redhead to grin inwardly. He fed the waves of desire until Nagi snapped, control completely lost.

The brunette growled and shifted so he straddled the young man, rubbing their lower bodies together rapidly. His nimble fingers shoved Schuldig's shirt off, almost ripping it in the process. The German couldn't help but break his mouth away and laugh at the over eager teen.

"Calm Nagi. Don't want to stop the fun prematurely," he chided.

Nagi whined softly in protest, tender lips brushing again over the older individuals mouth. Schuldig allowed the small action to continue for several minutes before pulling the teen off his lap.

As the brunette stood in front of him the German carefully undid the button of the teen's pants. Nagi waited impatiently as the zipper was pulled down and the article of clothing was removed from his body. His boxers quickly followed, causing the teen to blush as he was bared naked for Schuldig to see. The redhead meanwhile drank in the boy's appearance like fine wine. 'I knew he would look absolutely delicious naked.' Schuldig jerked in surprise when he felt a tug at his own pants. He watched in amusement as the button and zipper were undone as if by magic, his body floating above the bed as his clothing was yanked off.

'Did you really have to do that?' Schuldig inquired telepathically.

"If I have to be embarrassed then so do you. Although with your body you really don't need to be," Nagi commented, brown eyes raking down the redhead's body as he was lowered back to the bed.

"And you have nothing to be embarrassed about either. That ass of yours is perfect."

"Thanks… I think," the brunette muttered, his blush even deeper than before.

Schuldig grinned as he wrapped his arms around the teen's slender waist, pulling him onto the bed. Long fingers stroked the smaller individual's ribcage before pinching hardened nipples. A tongue then joined in the action, flicking the bud repeatedly. Nagi cried out, moaned random words of encouragement.

'Like that, don't you Chibi?' Schuldig inquired even though he already knew the answer. He used one knee to nudge the teen's legs apart, his left hand reaching down to caress an inner thigh.

'Don't call me Chibi. Especially when we're doing this,' Nagi thought back.

The redhead chuckled at the remark. "Fair enough. You are definitely not a child." With that idea spoken Schuldig's hand moved, gently gripping the teen's arousal. Nagi bucked, silently pleading for more contact. The redhead considered making him beg but decided to be nice for the first time. His hand slid up and down the pulsing shaft, his thumb rubbing occasionally against the head.

The brunette nibbled on his already swollen lips, fighting to keep himself from moaning at the wonderful feelings that overwhelmed him. The German snickered, his mind laughing in amusement at the feeble attempt at silence. 'Now Now, Nagi. I want to hear you scream in pleasure as I touch you… stroke that weeping cock harder … fuck that sweet little ass. I want you moaning the whole time. No need to be shy. Farfello will be grateful we're hurting God and Brad's too asexual to care.'

Schuldig increased the speed of his hand, opening his mind to let the younger teen feel his own increasing arousal. Let the teen see in his mind the mental images of their bodies entwined together, sweating and uninhibited as he thrust into Nagi's willing body. The brunette asked, moaning loudly as his body tightened at the sensation.

"Please! More! I need… something! Please Schuldig!" he practically begged, all thoughts of decency escaping his body. All that mattered was the pleasure, the high that left him breathless and desperate for more.

The redhead laughed at the eagerness of the teen, delighted in his reactions. "If you're so eager feel free to open the nightstand beside the bed and pull out the tube in there."

As soon as the words were uttered the drawer was ripped from the wooden furniture, crashing to the ground. The small tube floated in the air for a moment before finding itself in the German's slender fingers.

"My eager little Nagi. Just can't control yourself can you? Not that I blame you. I feel the same way. That body of yours is too perfect for words."

He released his hold on the boy's erection, causing him to cry out in annoyance. Schuldig hushed him as he opened the tube, spreading the slick substance onto his fingers. "Prop yourself up for me." He ordered.

Nagi frowned but did as he was told. 'Hurry up and get back to what you were doing!' he protested in his mind. The redhead picked up the thoughts and snickered before gently rubbing two fingers against the teen's opening. The telekinetic stiffened at the action, unsure how to act in the situation.

"How about a show while I work you up?" Schuldig suggested with a smirk before flooding the boy's mind with various images. He smiled as the various positions he dreamed of for the teen raced through Nagi's mind, causing him to cry out in lust. While the brunette was lost in the ecstasy of the mind connection the redhead slipped his finger inside the warm body. He slowly worked the finger in and out, waiting until the body beneath him loosed up before adding another. He continued to flood the teen's mind with wanton images, stopping only after he had stretched the small body thoroughly.

"Damn it, Schuldig! Quite teasing me and get on with it!" he growled, thrusting his body up and against the other males. The redhead smirked as he leaned back, sitting up on the bed. He motioned for the teen to come to him. Nagi sighed before crawling over, pressing needing lips against the German's. Schuldig allowed himself a quiet groan before pull the Japanese male towards his lap.

"Deep breaths now," he ordered. He then slowly lowered the boy's body down onto his aching shaft, stopping only when the teen tensed up. When he was fully lowered he released the teen's body, allowing him to adjust.

"You control the speed now. Just do what feels good. That's the whole reason we're doing this. Pleasure before pain," he drawled out.

Nagi was surprised, although grateful, that the German had given him the control. He knew that was something the telepath rarely if ever did and was shocked that he had been given the trust to do so. He carefully raised himself before carefully lowering himself on the pulsing organ. He continued this slow pace, allowing himself as smile as he saw the German's eyes laced with sparks of pleasure. Schuldig shifted slightly and the next time Nagi came down he saw stars as one spot was touched inside him that threw his calm control out of whack. He gasped sharply, thrust up quickly so he could slam back down and gain that pleasure again.

"That's it, Nagi. Felt good, didn't it? God your body is incredible. So deliciously tight," the German murmured.

The brunette suddenly wrapped his arms around the German and kissed him hard, using his powers to continue the thrusting into his willing body. Mouths meshed together and their tongues battled for dominance, both failing as they constantly had to stop and struggle to breath. The moans were almost non-stop as the pace continued to increase, Nagi using his powers in wild abandonment.

"Knew those powers would be useful for something," Schuldig managed to get out between deep breaths. He knew he was getting close, knew he was about to reach his limit. He knew it was almost impossible to reach the teen's neglected erection in this position so he did the next best thing. He once again opened the flow of pleasure between them, allowing Nagi to feel what he was going through.

"Oh my… Damn!" the teen screamed as the pleasure was too much for him and he erupted, his seed coating their stomachs. Schuldig cursed in German as the body tightened around him, thrusting up once more before he released inside the small teen.

Both collapsed back on the bed, riding out the high as bodies held each other. It wasn't long before the young sedated mind slipped into a sleepy haze, content for the first time in his life.

The German smiled as he ran fingers through the sweaty soft hair. "Don't worry, Chibi. This will certainly not be the last time that happens. Not by a long shot."

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The End

~blinks~ Well damn… I think that's got to be a first for me. At least the lemon muse finally came back long enough to freakin' finish it! The thing's been sitting on my computer unfinished for months now. But yay! It's finished now!