Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Play With Me? ❯ Don't Wanna Go To School Today ( Chapter 7 )

 

Brad lifted the icepack off of his eye and squinted around, trying to focus on the room in general. He gave up fairly quickly and slapped it back on with a heavy sigh. This sucked. Damn it, he wanted his gun back.

 

Schuldig slid around the door a few minutes later. “How's your eye?”

 

“Black. How's your head?”

 

“Sore. Anymore and he'd have pulled my hair out,” Schuldig said, rubbing the side of his head.

 

Brad snorted. “If he had I'd have killed him instead of just beating him stupider than he already was.”

 

Schu giggled then turned uncharacteristically serious. “Danke,” he mumbled into his shirt. “I never had anyone do that for me before.”

 

Brad looked at him oddly out of his good eye. “Didn't I say I'd always protect you?”

 

***

The next morning everyone was much the same age they were the day before. Except for Brad, who now looked as though he was in his early teens at this point. Complete with his voice breaking in the middle of sentences. He'd finally given up speaking much and settled for glaring and growling.

 

“Aww! Isn't that cute! Another Nagi,” Farf laughed.

 

“Bite me, Farf,” was the response from Brad and Nagi just glowered at him.

 

“Where would you like to be bitten?” Farf asked.

 

“And here I thought Weiss was a weird little family,” Omi said, shaking his head.

 

“Hey, we put the fun in dysfunctional,” Farf said. “I'll collect the brats and take them to the park or something.”

 

“Yohji isn't going,” Ken said, coming into the kitchen, peeling his shirt off in the process and grimacing.

 

“Why not, Ken-kun?” Omi asked.

 

“He's bazooka barfing if you must know,” Ken said.

 

There was noise of general disgust from everyone in the kitchen.

***

 

Aya and Schuldig found themselves outside of the school across the street from the park they'd been playing in the day before.

 

“I don't think you can do that much,” Aya said, eyeing the other redhead skeptically.

 

“Can too,” he said, swinging around the flagpole. “Wanna see?”

 

“I'll bet you a million yen you can't do it.”

 

“Ha! Easy money. Have you got a million yen?”

 

Aya glared at him and Schuldig was forcibly reminded of Abyssinian at his best. He grinned at the other boy and started swinging faster around the flagpole, singing. “Don't wanna go to school today. Think I'd rather go outside and play. Teacher's always lookin' down, with a disappointed frown. Askin' me to go sleep somewhere else.”

 

“Nothing's happening,” Aya said, going over to look in a window.

 

“Give it a minute to sink in. Don't wanna go to school today. Think I'd rather go outside and play. Come on!”

 

To Aya's shock there was an echoing answer from children and teachers alike. In English. Aya backed away from the window and looked at his companion in something akin to awe as the doors flew open. Children and faculty flooding out into the sunlight, many of them headed for the park across the street.

 

Schuldig came to a stop and grinned at Aya. “Okay, you owe me a million yen. I'll let it go though since Brad always kicks your butt.”

 

“He doesn't always kick my butt,” Aya protested.

 

“Kay name one time when he hasn't?”

 

Aya glared at him again. “Okay, so, maybe he does usually kick my butt. Not fair though `cause of him being a precog. He can see what I'll do before I do it.”

 

“Never said life was fair,” Schu said with a shrug. “C'mon, we've got playmates now.”

 

“Race you!” Aya said, taking off and knowing the other boy would catch up with him in short order but it was still fun.