Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Priceless Artifact ❯ Mixed Signals ( Chapter 2 )

Zeva drifted out of the shop and down the sidewalk till she rounded the proper corner, leaning her hot back against the cool brick crossing her arms across her chest and looking down, her eyes shut.

"You can come out now...no one followed me." She proclaimed to the light shadows of the ally, his presence pulling at her mind.

"I'm glad you answered my call. I've been trying to see you for weeks." The deep, rich and cool voice replied back. Deep blue eyes scanning over her slim and feminine form.

"I still don't see what you want, I've told you I'm happily taken." Zeva said nonchalantly, never looking up to embrace the form she knew quite well. "I'm still not fond of you."

"Ich liebe Sie...(1)" His slick tongue rolled out his native language seductively.

"Ich mache nicht! Ich liebe Ken Sie niedriges Leben eines basterd! (2)" Zeva shot back at him, finally lifting her eyes to examine the strong, beautiful and sturdy form of the German. "Schuldich!" She barked at him furiously. "Why can't you just leave me alone!" She attempted to throw a punch, but he caught it in his strong palm, spreading her fingers apart and lacing their hands together.

"Weil ich Sie brauche...(3)" He whispered gently, looking strait in her emerald traps that seemed to seal his entire being and penetrate everything he once was. /Brad.../ he let the name resonate inside his mind. /Brad's eyes used to do that me.../ He scooped her face in his hands, taking note that she was trembling as she stood under him. "Seien Sie bange nicht...(4)" He purred softly, angling his head just right to embrace her blood red rose lips that he assumed tasted sweeter than honey. Though he would never know, as much as he wished he could. But she was always quick to react, shoving him away or knocking him down. Each time it happened it was no surprise, but he wouldn't give up, he wanted her, needed her to feel the place Brad had vacated. This time was no different, she pushed him away from her and he staggered backwards as she took a few steps back herself. But he was quick to regain his footing, as always, and stood looking at her mortified and hurt face. He knew she wanted him to just leave her be, but she had become his novatine to the heart, the ONE thing that was legal and healthy to get his mind off the jackass of the American who had left him for Kaori...for the baby. Even if it was unthinkable, Schwartz and Weiss, he didn't care. They had met that one-day in the hospital on terrible terms, but when he saw her again it was public and simple. She was reading outside a bookstore, sitting on a stone fountain. Her hair was down and free, falling all around her pale body that was clothed in a simple summer day dress that matched the deepest green of her eyes perfectly. It had been a month, that day, sense Brad had parted with him and had moved on to a more "serious relationship" with Kaori. But she captivated him none the less, so simple yet incredibly complex at the same time. And instantly he knew she was different, because when he saw her and tried to listen for her thoughts, it was...blissfully...quiet.

"WHEN WILL YOU LEARN?!" Zeva's voice jumped Schuldich back to the present reality. "Schuldich! I DON'T love you!" She sounded as if she were on the brink of tears from frustration. "Why...why can't you just leave me alone!" Zeva spun around, tears stinging her eyes as she ran out of the alleyway and back to the flowershop. Schuldich extending his hand to try and grab what was already gone.

"Zeva..." he mumerd, the breeze carrying his chilled voice. "I'll have you...somehow...someway...you'll make me happy." Schuldich fidgeted around in the pockets of his trench coat. Finding a packet of cigarettes and a lighter he pried the nicotine stick from it's container and shoved it in his mouth, lighting the end and taking a long drag before releasing the smoke watching it drift into the atmosphere. "...Somehow..." He let his head hang gently, the cigarette hanging loosely in his mouth as he slowly walked out of the empty alleyway.

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Kaori was only weeks away from delivery and Brad still had no clue about her sealed fate. Though she was traumatized when she found out he had broken it off with his long-term German lover, Schuldich. When Bradley told her the news, she pleaded with him to reconsider, only to have him swear he was done messing around with "little boys" and that she and the baby were far more important. But now she lay in bed, Brad undoubtedly waiting on her hand in foot for she was bed ridden due to the pregnancy though when Brad was at work she would often force herself out of bed and walk around some just for her own sake. The past six months had been brutal, yet relieving. She had to bare the shocking news of being pregnant and the heart wrenching reality that she would loose her life or the baby, whichever SHE decided yet relieving in the sense that she was free from her brothers curse, a dream that she thought would never come true. And now that she had let herself, she was begging to remember. Memories of being the teenage, loudmouth Oka Takatori started to drift back into her living mind. Though she heard names more than she recalled faces to go with them. /Omi.../ she whispered inside her mind. /Omi...Kun...I died...no...Oka died in his arms.../

"Kaori?" Brad's voice radiated threw the door as he tapped on it gently before entering.

"Brad? Come in..." She said, sounding rather weak as she did. She watched Brad push the door open more so and enter the room, gently shutting entrance and exit behind him. He slowly moved across the room to the bed, standing over her from her bedside, looking at her gently.

"Is there anything I can get you?" Brad asked soothingly to his lover that lay comfortably on the bed below him.

"Well...actually Brad...there is...something I wanted to ask you." Kaori spoke hesitantly, Brad's question coming quickly after.

"What?"

"How...how did...Oka Takatori die?" She knew this answer, better than anyone else did. But that wasn't the true answer she was searching for but she had to find someway, somehow to build up to the one thing she truly wanted to know. WHO was this boy...Omi...and why had she never seen him sense that day she was shot? Brad gaped at her, slightly dumbfounded by the question.

"Don't you know...? She...was shot..." Brad could feel the guilt ridding up in his stomach and throat, unable to look down into her dark and repressed eyes.

"Well, I knew she was shot..." Kaori sat up some, leaning against the headboard of the bed. /What am I waiting for? I should just ask him and get it over with!/ "Brad...darling..." Kaori said gently, taking his hand in hers. "Who is Omi?" She saw Brad's face shine with fear as he took a step back from her bed, disconnecting their hands. He knew the name, he knew the face, but sadly he didn't know why she had asked.

"He's from Weiss..." Brad spoke rather dryly, trying to work the knot free from his throat. "Oka...I assume...died in his arms. Schuldich and Farfie were highly disciplined by Takatori Reji, he beat them with a golf club."

Kaori pondered the thought. "Is that why whenever you ask Schu to go play golf with you, he ends up giving you the meanest glare the world has ever seen?"

Brad smirked "Whoever said I actually played golf? I just do it to make him squirm." He winked down at his beloved who just started at him blankly.

"Is our kid going to be as evil as you..." Kaori spoke, seeming more serious than not. But Brad just smiled, leaning down to kiss her forehead.

"Yeah, if were lucky." His voice smooth and light, his lips trailing down to her velvet lips to embrace her in a sensual kiss.

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Zeva ran back to the Koneko, her eyes were thankfully dry and she could successfully pry a smile out of her mournful mouth. /What's gotten into me...why? WHY do I keep answering his calls?! Why...does he haunt me...? I don't love...I DON'T-"

"Zeva...?" Ken's beautiful voice sang to her and clawed her out of her miserable thoughts.

"Ken...Ken!" She threw her arms around him, burying her head in his shoulder but never crying. Absorbing the sweet ecstasy of his presence and smell. It was home to her, where she belonged, no where else. Her being, her life, heart, essence and soul belonged to him, not that German basterd, but him.

"Woah...hey...it's ok...what's wrong?" Ken wrapped his arms around her, rocking her side to side slowly, and gently, soothing her as best he knew how with the lack of information he had about what was going on.

"Ken..." Her voice trembled uneasily. "He...he won't...leave me alone..." She whispered in his ear, afraid to let go of him in fear that she would fall back into the German's trap.

At the sound of her words, Ken pushed her away gently looking deep into her distorted eyes. "Who? Zeva..." He went to embrace her again, but she took a step away afraid of herself, afraid of everything that surrounded her. Ken took note of her timid behavior and backed off. "Zeva...what's wrong?"

She could feel tears welling up in her eyes and Ken just stared, wide eyed. He wanted to embrace her, find out what was going on. But all she did was cover her hand over her mouth as the tears began to poor down and streak her face and she shook her head in defiance. "...No..." She backed away slowly and Ken was getting frustrated because he didn't know how to help.

"Zeva! Please! Tell me-"

"Schuldich!" Zeva screamed, before falling to her knees grabbing her head as she sobbed. "It's Schu~ldich..." With her collapse Ken ran to her, wrapping his arms around her weak form. He knew the name and the face, the German from Schwartz. But what had he done? Ken didn't know...but whatever it was, he would pay for making Zeva cry that he was sure of.

"Zeva...what happened? What did he do? Please..." He buried his face into her hair that smelled so sweet and fresh. "Tell me..." Zeva slowly sat up, leaning back into Ken's strong chest and placing her head against his shoulder.

"Ich liebe Sie..." she repeated the words in a dazed tone, her eyes almost seemed glazed and glassy compared to their usual shine and gentle sparkle.

"What?" Ken looked down at her in a confused manner, not understanding the German she was sputtering.

"Ich liebe Sie...that's what he told me..." Her voice still distant and wispy.

"What does that MEAN?" Ken trying not to sound as impatient as he felt.

"I love you..." She whispered the three words just like he did the German and Ken could feel his stomach drop with fear and twist with anger.

"I'll kill `em..." Ken whispered with fiery anticipation, completely unaware that the entire time he had been holding his beautiful red headed lover, she was slowly falling into a premonition. She blinked once more, her eyes swirling charcoal black. Blank, distant, emotionless, her blood running cold and Ken becoming afraid as he felt her body heat suddenly drop below normal. He tried calling to her, but she acted dead to the world as the images began to play back and forth and twist to the right function and colors.

"Schuldich..." She spoke softly, so quiet that if Ken hadn't of had his ear right by her mouth he probably wouldn't had heard it at all. He pulled back away from her, looking at her shocked face, totally unaware of what was going on and afraid to leave her to search for Neese. "Ken..." She spoke a little louder this time and Ken began to panic.

"I'm here...its ok..." /How can I say that!? I have NO clue what's going on!/ He held onto her frigid body tight, hoping she would snap out of whatever was going on inside of her soon. Though inside her mind played scene that made complete yet no sense. Schuldich and Ken stood facing each other, the wind tossing about their hair and loose articles of clothing. They glared, fiercely at the other...one wanting vengeance...one wanting was rightfully his...a gun shot, a single bullet yet both fall...blood shooting out from both of their bodies as they slowly fall back into the cold and unforgiving street. Zeva blinked hard, sitting up fast and gasping for air as if she had been holding her breath under water for longer than she could count. Meanwhile, across town, Brad himself blinked out of the same vision, though his version was different from what the member of Weiss had seen.

"I've got to go..." Brad proclaimed quickly to Kaori, exciting the room swiftly. "Schuldich!" Brad had dialed the German's cell number on his own wireless phone. "We've got to talk NOW!" He hung up the phone, angry and annoyed as he stormed down the hall back to his office.

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"Zeva! Zeva! Are you all right?!" Ken placed his hands on her shoulders from behind.

"WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED!?" Neese ran in, instantly going to her sister's side, placing her hands over Ken's trying to contain her now shaking sister. "Zeva...baby...breathe...come on, focus on me. Focus Z...what did you see?"

"What the hell happened to her?" Ken asked as gently as he could, looking at Neese.

"She's a fucking Pre-Cog, Ken! She had a damn vision!" Neese was bitter and cross. Unsatisfied that he hadn't come to get her. Neese turned her amber eyes back to her sister whose eyes were still partially glazed over. "Come on Zeva...what did you see...? What happened...?"

Zeva couldn't seem to stop shaking, every muscle in her body unsteady, her voice shaky and insecure. "...Death..."

"Who? Who died?" Neese continued to probe her sister for answers and trying to get her body back under control at the same time.

Zeva opened her mouth and at first nothing came out. Her body slowly going back under control. But Neese could see tears welling up in her eyes that couldn't seem to choose a color to indicate her current mode, but she finally spoke. "I...I...don't...know..."

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU DON'T KNOW!?" Neese raged, Zeva flinching and covering her currently over sensitive ears from the outburst of noise. "HOW COULD YOU NOT KNOW?!" Neese continued to fume and Ken was already out of patience and lost control of him temper, knocking Neese right in the eye and sending her on an all expense paid trip to the floor on her back.

"That's ENOUGH Neese!" Ken growled down at the twin who lay on the floor, shocked and clueless as to what just happened.

"Why you!" Neese jumped up to her feet. "WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?! HITTING ME LIKE THAT!" Neese roared viciously at the brunette who stood his ground between Neese and Zeva.

"And who do you think YOU are yelling like that at her?!" He wasn't backing down from the other twin, let her throw a fit and beat the shit out of him. He didn't care, as long as Zeva was all right. "Besides..." Ken smirked. "You're a healer...why don't you just fix your already bruising eye?"

Neese tensed, clenching her teeth and squeezing her fists till her knuckles were white. "I'll show you healer!" Neese, without thinking shot a steady bolt of lightening directly at him, Ken gaped and a second later cringed closing his eyes tight, only to not feel a thing. He slowly pried his eyes open, only to see the electrically dancing around him in a perfect circle and his instant reaction was the look over his shoulder to see the determined and rather pissed off face of Zeva.

"Neese!" Zeva glared at her sister "What the HELL do you think you're doing?!" Zeva staggered to stand and struggled to keep her sister from frying her love interest. At the sound of her sister's voice Neese quickly snapped back to the current reality, subsiding from her electricity rush.

"Zeva?" Neese blinked, looking rather oddly at her sister as if she had no idea what had happened. As Neese's electrically subsided so did Zeva's protective shield she had around her and Ken. "What happened?" Neese panted lightly from exerting so much energy.

"I think you kind of lost it..." Zeva said, slowly riseing off the ground with the help of Ken.

Neese looked down in her hands that were still slightly sparking with trimmers of electricity, as if she were looking for an answer. "I...need to go for a walk..." She instantly walked out of the shop, just as Yohji and the rest of the gang came back in.

"What the hell happened in here?!" Aya raised his voice, rather annoyed at all the ruckus. Everyone looking around at the shop and Zeva and Ken, except Yohji who was watching Neese leave with a distraut look on her face.

"Where's Neese going...?" Yohji asked, almost to himself.

"She said she was going to go for a walk..." Zeva said gently eyeing the blonde who seemed be clinging to her sisters apperance. Zeva watched as Yohji began to absently move toward to door in a deliberate act to follow her twin.

"Yohji! Where are you going?" Omi asked gently as Yohji moved halfway out of the door.

"Oh...I...uh...saw I nice a nice car! I want to go check it out!" He moved out of the door with his statement, quickly jogging down the sidewalk to catch up with his infatuation.

Zeva blinked as she watched Yohji leave, standing next to Ken. "...He wants her..." she spoke nonchalantly.

"Yeeeep..." Ken agreed, putting his arm around his love's shoulder.

Authors note: Whew! Chapter 3 ish complete ::busts a move:: Anyway! Here are the English translations to all the German I threw at you.

Ich liebe Sie ("I love you")

Ich mache nicht! Ich liebe Ken Sie niedriges Leben eines basterd! (I don't love you, I love Ken you low life of a basterd!)

Weil ich Sie brauche ( Because I need you)

Seien Sie bange nicht (don't be afraid)

Alright! There you is! compliments of "Free Translations.com" Whew! Go team them!