Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Project An ❯ Quiet Moment Before Storm ( Chapter 5 )

PROJECT ANGEL: REVIVAL

 

DISCLAIMER: No, I DO NOT own Weiss Kreuz and any of its characters so don't sue me because I don't have any extra money for that. Any similar of content to any events is due to pure coincidence and nothing discriminative or infringing copyrights.

 

THEME SONG: 'True Light' by Miyamoto Shunichi-The Opening theme of 'D.N.Angel'

 

CODE06: QUIET MOMENT BEFORE STORM

 

// // means telepathy thoughts

 

( ) means quick flashbacks

 

~ ~ means thoughts

 

Blood smeared his clawed glove. Like a slow motion movie, it trickled through the gaps between his fingers.

 

"Ken-kun, doshite...." A weak familiar voice whispered.

 

The seventeen-year-old blond teen put his hand on a badly bled wound on his shoulder. His badly slashed dark blue coat was heavily soaked in his own blood; his pale flesh was marred with clawed cuts. He did not seem to notice the sound of dripping blood at his feet. Subconsciously, his crossbow slipped down his other hand with a soft thump. Shining red under the translucence of its owner's blood, the center of the crossbow in an instant looked like a cross for its owner's tomb.

 

One more slash, the last fatal slash.

 

In front of him, a shocked expression stared up at him in disbelief before the sadness and despondence in the sky blue eyes vanished behind the closing eyelids as he collapsed onto the ground in his own pool of blood.

 

He wanted to scream, scream in pain, scream to demand why his team mate, the first person he ever wanted to protect in his life was falling before him, covered with wounds created solely by he himself. Instead, a hysterical laughter, as though satisfied with his art work, exploded in the large dark almost empty hall..

 

.....And the voice came from the only person--- Hidaka Ken.

 

He himself.

 

The unbearable laughter became louder and louder

 

Ringggggggggggg......

 

Ken jerked up quickly in bed. He touched his forehead and found himself almost bathing in his own sweat.

 

A dream, it was a dream.

 

Ever since the last mission facing the sports criminal-'Skeleton', he started to have this strange nightmare of he himself killing Omi with his own hands. The slaughtering of 'Skeleton' must have corroded his mind with the same killing method----on his closest teammate. This must be revenge from the ghost of 'Skeleton'.

 

~No, this will not come true.. ~ Ken tried to console himself over and over again to get rid of the bad feeling still weighing deep inside him.

 

~~~~~ + + + + ~~~~~

 

Do not run from your problems for what you are actually avoiding is your true self.

 

~~~~~ + + + + ~~~~~

 

"Ohaiyo!!!" Omi greeted as he dashed into the class. His arms and knee still hurt from the previous mission. Fortunately, his wounds healed fast and by then, he could move without much difficulty except for bits of piercing pains here and there.

 

"Ohaiyo, Tsukiyono-kun!!" One of his classmates greeted in return. Suddenly, an arm encircled Omi's neck, almost choking him: "Oi! Are you aware there'll be a new student coming to our class today?"

 

"Hm? I was on medical leave lately so this is the first time I hear about this," Omi struggled free from his classmate's grip, forcing a polite smile as usual.

 

"I heard it is a girl."

 

"Nah, I thought it's a boy!" Other classmate interrupted. They started bickering between themselves.

 

"What do you think, Tsukiyono kun?"

 

"Whether it is a girl or boy do not matter, the main issue is we are having a new classmate and we should welcome him/she." Omi replied.

 

"Aw, no fun!"

 

"Good morning, class!" Their form teacher entered the class with a brown hair boy following behind, a short ponytail swaying behind his head.

 

"Ne," A classmate whispered to his friend: "This guy's ponytail is gonna be in trouble in future."

 

"Shhhh."

 

"Please introduce yourself," The sensei turned to the boy.

 

"Treufel. Nice to meet you." The new boy said monotonously as if reading from a book. His voice was slightly high-pitched like a girl and was cold like ice. His dark eyes were tense and alert as though he was standing in the middle of enemy soldiers and not in an educational institute. He had a well refined Asian features. One would have mistaken him for a girl.

 

"Treufel? Is he a foreigner? He looks Japanese to me and his Japanese is perfect." Omi heard a student muttered behind him.

 

~Treufel. It means 'Devil' in German. ~ Omi remembered. He had read this term somewhere in the Internet before.

 

"Let us welcome our new student. Everyone must study in harmony together, do I make myself clear?" The sensei called, trying to make him heard over the murmurs among the students. Looking around, he pointed to an empty seat besides Omi: "Treufel kun, you'll be sitting besides Tsukiyono Omi. Tsukiyono kun."

 

~ Who is he? ~

 

"Tsukiyono kun?" The sensei repeated.

 

~ Is he one of the members of SZ? I heard SZ originates from Germany... ~

 

"Tsukiyono Omi?"

 

"Oi, Tsukiyono kun! Sensei has been calling you a couple of times!" A student kicked Omi's seat from behind.

 

Omi quickly snapped out of his thoughts: "Hai!"

 

"Please raise your hand so that Treufel kun knows where to sit."

 

"Hai!"

 

It was lunchtime.

 

Omi ran to meet Fujimaya Aya in the school compound. The plaint hair girl was already there.

 

"Gomen, gomen, have you been waiting long?" Omi panted: "I was asked to carry Sensei's books back to his office."

 

"You forgot to bring your lunch box this morning, Omi kun," Aya said and handed his forgotten item to him. She ticked Omi's forehead and teased: "Poor memory you have, Omi kun!"

 

Omi scratched a hand behind his head in embarrassment and laughed sheepishly: "Arigato, Aya-chan, I forgot clean about it."

 

"Hi, Tsukiyono kun! She's kawaii, is she your new girlfriend?" A group of students called to Omi from afar.

 

"Non....nonsense!" A deep red blush spread across Omi's cheeks. The students only laughed and went off.

 

"New girlfriend?" Aya echoed.

 

"My classmates. Ignore their remarks." Omi whispered embarrassedly. Aya giggled.

 

~ + + + + + + ~

 

Manx made a final check on her belongings. Giving a last look of the ward, she made her way out of the hospital. She was to be discharged that day.

 

A red hair man in turtleneck sweater was waiting outside the main gate. Fujimaya Ran.

 

"Ah, you are here?' Manx exclaimed calmly with a smile, not expressing any tinge of shock.

 

"You know what's happening? Can you explain the content of this card?" Ran tossed a card to her.

 

Manx caught the card, took a look of the card and tossed it back: " And you believe what it says? That isn't like you, Aya." Despite Ran's formal announcement of his real name, she could not get over changing the way she called him so she continued to call him 'Aya'.

 

Ran examined her eyes, checking if she was lying.

 

"If that's the case..." Ran said and turned to leave.

 

Manx's reaction had already told him the seriousness of the secret even though she did not admit it. His strong analytical skills of human minds and his understanding of Manx did not go to waste throughout his assassination missions. He would investigate the matter personally.

 

~ I hope you will understand my difficulty, Aya. ~ Manx thought.

 

~ + + + + + + ~

 

In the florist shop, some girls complained loudly in disappointment when they found only three of the florists boys tending the shop. Ran was not around. Aya had to stay back for tuition and would not be back in at least four hours' time.

 

"Where has Ran gone to?" Ken grumbled (To avoid complication and confusion between Ran and Aya's names, he had learnt to call Ran by his original name, same for Omi and Yoji) while trying to balance two pots of plants in his arms.

 

"I don't care where he goes, I'm going for my date now!" Yoji looked at the clock, pulled off his apron and zipped out of the shop before Omi or Ken could hold him back.

 

"Danmit Yoji!! He can't dump all the stuff to us like this!!" Ken shook his fists angrily.

 

"That's Yoji kun," Omi tried to appease Ken's anger with a quick smile: "I'm still around and we can manage the shop fine. No problem!" He winked an eye and showed a victory hand sign.

 

Ken sighed and resumed back to where he had left. At a corner of an eye, Omi took a secret glance. Ken seemed to have forgotten the previous mission's incident and was back to his normal self.

 

~ Let's hope he'll remain in this way, he has gone through so much.. ~ Omi sighed.

 

// So what are you going to do about your situation, little angel? //

 

Omi suddenly felt a chill ran through his spine and he swerved out of the main entrance looking around. The street was slightly bustling with afternoon window-shopping students and vehicles.

 

// Don't bother looking around, you'll never find me...//

 

"Oi, Omi!" Ken's voice interrupted Omi's thoughts: "I can't handle these two pots! Is there anything wrong?"

 

// Catch you next time, my little blue-eyed angel, or .... should I address you.. Takatori Mamoru? //

 

"Heh? No...nothing!"

 

"What are you looking, Omi?"

 

"I thought someone is spying on us, Ken kun."

 

"You're imagining things, Omi."

 

"H.hai, I think so."

 

~ + + + + + + ~

 

"Mou... It's such a boring lesson! Why must we always stay back for tuition after school? I want to spend more time with my puppy!" Ayumi--- Aya's classmate groaned while on their way home.

 

Along the walls of the shops, shadows of three girls dragged lazily under the evening sun.

 

"Playing with puppy?" Aya echoed: "How dull." Her face suddenly brightened up: "There's a fair tonight and Omi kun's accompanying me tonight. Want to join us?"

 

"A fair?" Ayumi's eyes widened in excitement, but soon dulled: "Forget it, I will not be a light bulb between you and Tsukiyono senpai."

 

"Omi kun is not my boyfriend!!" Aya blushed fiercely.

 

"Oh yes he is, you are blushing!"

 

"No!" "Yes!" "No, he isn't!" "Oh, yes he is!"

 

Kasumi-the other classmate had been quiet. She suddenly spoke: "Ne, Ayumi," She pushed her spectacle up: "You should spend more time reading. A friend of mine has introduced me a link to one excellent unpublished novel." She pulled out a stack of printed papers: "I've printed them from the Internet."

 

"What is it about?" Aya asked curiously.

 

"It's about four handsome assassinators killing the masterminds of a kidnapping crime from a night club named 'Zombie'. (Refer code03 and code04)"

 

Thump!

 

Aya's bag slipped from her hands.

 

~ + + + + + + ~

 

"What's on your mind, Aya-chan?" Omi asked as he and Aya moved along the crowd in the fun fair. Throughout, Aya was unusually quiet and deep in thoughts.

 

"Ne, Omi kun, did you guys went on a mission to a night club named 'Zombie'?"

 

"Eh? Why do you ask me this out of the blue?"

 

"I...."

 

"Aya-chan, let's go catch guppies over that stall!" Omi suddenly pointed. Without waiting for Aya's approval, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards that direction.

 

~ I used to go fun fair with Onni chan. Does he love me no more? ~ Aya thought sadly.

 

"Aya!!" A familiar voice suddenly called from afar. A red haired man in a distance near the fish catching stall caught her attention. Her elder brother, her onni chan--- Fujimaya Ran.

 

Aya's eyes widened in surprise: "Onni-chan?!" Without her notice, Omi silently moved aside so that the brother and sister could talk without concerning his presence.

 

Ran reached out his strong hand and grabbed Aya's. Something slightly long and hard, but warmed by the palm of her elder brother was placed into hers. It was a pair of earring-the one she had asked for before her two-year coma and her parents' murders.

 

"Happy belated 16 year old birthday, Aya," Ran whispered: "I haven't got the chance to give it to you since our reunion."

 

"O.Onni chan!!!!" Ran suddenly felt Aya's arms round his waist as she buried her tearful face into his chest.

 

"Arigato, Onni chan.."

 

A few distance away, Omi smiled slightly at the sight of the embracing siblings.

 

~ If only I can stay in harmony with my brothers. ~ A lonely feeling lingered within Omi.

 

~ + + + + + + ~

 

That night..

 

"Guys, we've got a problem." Omi announced, pulling his computer screen so that the others could see in the basement headquarter. Aya had given him the website link during the fun fair.

 

"What is it this time?" Yoji scratched his head in boredom. It was already midnight and he was not allowed to go to bed. How was he going to meet girls with dark rings under his eyes?

 

"Someone has recorded our mission and turned it into online novel. Isn't this serious enough??!!!" Omi snarled frustratedly. This was unlike his character, but this case was different. Someone was stalking them. How this would affect their future missions and safety no one knows.

 

"So what are we going to do now?" Ken asked.

 

"Have you got the locations out?" Ran asked.

 

"Alright, I've hacked into the server and have narrowed the scope to three locations. Mission is now."

 

"Whatever you say, Chibi."

 

"Don't call me Chibi, I've no mood for jokes." Omi warned.

 

~ + + + YOJI'S POV + + + ~

 

This is the first time out of our two-year assassination life that I ever see our Omi getting so pissed up. Nevertheless, we are briefed before we set off.

 

Ken, Ran and I set off to the three respective areas to investigate while Omi secures all possible escape routes should our target be alerted.

 

It is already 1:30 A.M. when my car reaches an apartment in Sinbuya.

 

Omi has been troubled when I ask him how we are going to do with this target since he/she may have never done any harm to the innocents. Ran has suggested silencing them and Ken almost gets into a fight with him.

 

Finally, Omi suggests bringing the person to Manx under the charge of maligning and hindering police works.

 

We all agree.

 

I am now standing at the foot of the spiral staircase outside the apartment building. Drops of rain starts to fall.

 

"Yoji-kun, you in position?" Omi's voice transmits on my earphone.

 

"Hai."

 

"Sumimasen, Yoji-kun. I did not mean to shout at you earlier." The boy whispers apologetically.

 

"No, it's alright."

 

"Any abnormal situation?" Ran's voice interrupts.

 

"I see a family of four and I've checked their computer. No sign of that novel." Ken reports.

 

"Man, Omi, why three suspected locations?" I complain.

 

"Because they are using the same IP address!" Omi explains.

 

"How can this happen?" Ken asks.

 

"Two of the target are probably using the third one's Internet a/c I guess," Omi replies.

 

This is going to be the dullest and most stupid mission I ever have in all my life. All I need to do is to arrest that hacker.

 

A piece of cake.

 

I can feel a smirk drawn across my lips when I chew the tip of my cigarette.

 

The light is still on. Now, now, how am I going to search for evidence when my suspect is still awake? Ken's location is down, leaving Ran's and mine. Omi is waiting for our responses now.

 

Feh!

 

I can still hear the tip-tapping of the keyboard as I approached the window frame. Faintly, I can register the back of a slender figure working furiously on her computer through the glass panel.

 

Good, I love dealing with ladies, especially I do not have to kill.

 

I pull up the frame and leap in.

 

The vision becomes clearer.

 

Suddenly, by instinct, my blood freezes. That back.. That green short hair.. that figure.. I touch my face. It is cold and almost covered with sweat. I know I have seen that figure many times in the past!

 

"Hold it right there, who are you?" A cold black pistol appears pointing at me. The figure must have heard the noise I have caused and is now standing face-to-face with me. The mole on her face.. That eyes...

 

Asuka!!!!

 

No, this is impossible! Asuka is dead! Or is she Neu? No, it couldn't be! I remember strangling her alive with my own hands.

 

A shot buzzes into the wall besides me, bringing my mind back to reality.

 

The Asuka-look-alike person is standing before me, aiming her pistol on my forehead. With the familiar angry expression on her face...

 

"HEY, MISTER!!!" She thunders: "Are you aware you are trespassing my place?" No cunning smirk, no sarcastic smile, just like the old Asuka I've known three years' ago.

 

"Hey," The cold pistol is pressed tighter against my forehead: "Are you mute?"

 

"As..As.Asuka.." My voice is shaking.

 

Her expression freezes in shock: "How did you know my name? Have I met you before?"

 

"Yoji-kun, what happen? Are you alright?" Omi's voice rings: "I heard a gun shoot at your side!"

 

"There's no suspect on my side. We'll all go to Yoji's aid NOW!" Ran's voice responds.

 

"Are you the author for a novel about the nightclub called 'Zombie'?" Somehow, I've regained part of my consciousness, but my voice is still shaky.

 

"So what if I am? You're one of the four assassinators?" The green hair lady--- Asuka's face darkens dangerously: "Her fingers tightens around the trigger: "You know too much, once I've done with you, I can run away to other places where no one can find me."

 

"Really?" I smile. Naïve girl. She does not know what I'm capable in. She pulls her trigger.

 

No bullet comes.

 

I tug one end of my translucent wire: "Too careless, lady." The other end of my wire entwines in my fingers.

 

"Hm!" She smiles in defeat: "Alright, now what are you going to do to me?"

 

"I ....." A sudden smash of the windows disrupts my sentence. I look at 'Asuka'. Her face is pale with fear.

 

"They..they're here.." She shutters.

 

~ + + + + + + ~

 

"Ken! Omi! Get to Yoji's location! NOW!!!" Ran commanded.

 

"Roger!" The younger two WeiB members responded in unison. At the sound of the first gun shoot, all members had started proceeding from all areas hoping to aid their endangered teammate at the fastest possible time.

 

"Who are the attackers, Yoji?!" Ran called over the transmitter impatiently.

 

"Youkai-mask men in black armed with guns and katana." Yoji panted heavily through his transmitter. Not too good. He was dangerously outnumbered with an almost defendless lady by his side: "Situation's out of control!"

 

A loud thump crashed in their ears. Yoji must have dropped the transmitter for certain reasons.

 

Ran was the first to reach the destination. The apartment was in a terrible mess. Nothing was left undamaged. Corpses covered with lines of blood and bullet holes littered the place. Yoji was no longer in the room.

 

"Ran-kun, it's Yoji-kun's transmitter." Omi called as he half kneeled before a small damage equipment.

 

"Is Yoji captured?" Ken asked.

 

Omi opened his laptop: "I'll trace him."

 

~ + + + + + + ~

 

The crescent moon scarred with dark holes hovered above the night city as a couple struggled into a deserted lane with several men hot on their heels after them.

 

Yoji clenched his fingers on his shoulder. He was bleeding profusely. The lady named 'Asuka' was trying her best to support his heavy body with his arm over her shoulder.

 

"Relax, you'll be alright." Asuka consoled breathlessly.

 

"Heh! Just like last time." Yoji grinned sadly, still in pain, remembering how he witnessed Asuka and Maki's deaths: "How many times must this situation repeat itself?"

 

"What are you talking about?" Asuka frowned.

 

"Listen, whatever happens, do not leave me, got it?" Yoji grinded his teeth.

 

"Yeah, right, whatever. Anyway, I've nowhere to go... Hey! You OK?" Asuka grasped as Yoji's weight on her shoulder suddenly increased.

 

"A little giddy, why are they after you?"

 

"I don't know. These people have been trying to kill me since three weeks ago."

 

Suddenly, a flash of light shone in their direction. Immediately, Yoji pressed Asuka onto the ground. Their lips met. The light missed them.

 

SLAP! The lady flew her palm across Yoji's face.

 

"You pervert!" Asuka snarled lowly and paused. Yoji's blood was flowing profusely and it stained her hands and clothes: "You...., I'll go and get help."

 

She laid Yoji against the wall and prepared to go. A hand grabbed hers.

 

"No, don't go! Asuka!" Yoji pleaded in fear. No, this was not going to happen again. He did not want to see her shot right before his eyes again.

 

Never ever.

 

"Let go! I'll be back!" Asuka whispered impatiently, trying to wiggle her hand out of his.

 

"No, I won't! Asuka!!!!..." The entire city started to dance and darken before his eyes. Black ballooning spots swam around.

 

No, I'm not going to let history repeat again! No, no, no!!!

 

Everything went black.

 

Asuka!

 

~ + + + + + + ~

 

"ASUKA!!!!" Yoji bolted up in his car. His wounds were already well bandaged.

 

"Mah, mah, you are safe now," Ken's voice appeared on his opposite seat: "The others will be coming shortly."

 

"Where's Asuka?!!" Yoji grabbed Ken by his shoulders and shook him violently.

 

"I'm still here," An irritated voice called outside the car: "Your friend came just in time and has got us out of the pursuers' reach."

 

"Asuka..., you.you are still alive.." Yoji choked.

 

"Fine, fine. First, my house is attacked by some funny masked men and I've to go on a run again. Now, a crazy stranger gets so work up with whatever hell happens to me!" Asuka grumbled.

 

"Hey, lady, are you going to get onto the car?" Ken barked gruffly.

 

"How would I know if you guys are on the same side as the attackers or whether there's any bombs under the car?"

 

"Then why don't you escape?"

 

"I.. I.. I've the right to stand here, don't I?"

 

"It's going to be a long night." Ken sighed.

 

~~ + + + + + + ~~

 

Omi and Ran were caught up with the masked group and were busily stalling them so that Ken could get the unconscious Yoji and the frightened 'Asuka' out of the place.

 

The group was soon defeated by the two professional assassinators and started to run in separate ways.

 

Fearing they would attack Ken and Yoji, Ran gave chase.

 

Omi followed.

 

Suddenly, something big and heavy fell before him, blocking his path.

 

Something flew towards Omi's shoulder and he ducked just in time to dodge the attack.

 

A figure leaped before Omi, blocking his path. Brown hair, dark eyes... Teufel! His Japanese sai shone under the dimly lit street lamps.

 

"Teufel...kun...." Omi's blue eyes widened in astonishment.

 

Teufel smiled: "You know, you look so much cuter like this. I wish I can kiss you."

 

"Hey, what do you mean like this? Is this some shonen-ai remarks you picked up from the Internet?" Omi snapped angrily.

 

Suddenly, something feathery flew across the sky. It was a hawk.

 

"Oosps, got to go, Tsukiyono-kun," Treufel looked up into the sky: "Let me give you a piece of wise advice."

 

He leaped high and swift onto the staircases of a nearby building to the rooftop and ran after his hawk.

 

"....The men are mine and it's no good fighting against me. So do not interfere in my affairs.."

 

Under the crescent moon, Omi stood, staring after where Treufel had left for a long, long time.

 

TO BE CONTINUE... TO CODE07

 

~~~~AUTHOR'S WORDS~~~~~~

 

Sorry, people, another boring chapter! Too many people being focused here. First, Ken, then Omi, then Ran & Manx, after that Ken & Omi again, then Yoji and lastly Omi again. Hope you all won't feel too giddy here. I'm focusing many people at the same time, but my prime focus will still lie in Omi and Ken/Omi relationship. Got to get my wheels of innovation turning.

 

I know my chap sucks but .....Please review!!!!