Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Revenge ❯ Part 16 ( Chapter 18 )

My Revenge

By: Anna Hibiki

Rating: R.

Disclaimers: Weiss is not mine! Koyasu-sama and other people with much more money than me owns it

Warnings: Shounen-ai/Yaoi, evil plans.

Notes: Anything written in Italic are thoughts. |Whatever comes like this is what someone's saying from the other side of the phone|

This fic can be read in my page, mediaminer.org and ff.net.

I'm sorry but today I have no time (nor the strength either) to thank the reviewers as I usually do, so I'll just hug you all and scream "ARIGATO FOR READING!!!"

Part Seventeen

"Talk? What do you want to talk about Ran?" Ken asked curious about his friend's talkative mood, resting his cheek on the cool glass of the bus' window.

Ran turned around and faced him with a frown. "You're stupid."

Ken pouted. "Why do you always say that?"

"Maybe because you are?"

"Baka!" The soccer player glared at him.

Ran leaned forward a little, his amethyst eyes fixed on Ken's. "We'll talk later, in private."

The brunette's chocolate brown eyes widened in surprise and his cheeks flushed slightly. "R-Ra-Ra-Ran? What are you- Don't tell me you and Omi aren't anymo-" he pressed himself against his seat "Or are you trying to-" he scowled at the boy sitting before him. "I have a boyfriend and so do you, hentai!! Oii!!" he moaned in pain in response to the redhead's best head-chewing technique.

"Baka." Ran murmured still attacking Ken. "How can you think that? … Hn?" a tug on his tee shirt distracted him enough to let go of Ken and look down at the other redhead sitting next to him.

"Ran, do whatever you want, but PLEASE move your knee away."

The usually quiet boy looked down at the position of his knee and removed it from its current location and to the seat, where there wasn't danger of leaving his best friend sterile and/or impotent.

"Ran no baka…" Ken murmured rubbing his head in a try to make the pain Ran's teeth had caused disappear.

The goalkeeper was forced to look up when cool fingers tilted his chin up.

"There are a lot of things," Ran whispered "that you don't want to see."

"What did you smoke this morning?" He pouted childishly, not paying attention to Ran anymore but glaring at the back of Schuldig's head, annoyed that things weren't going as they were supposed to. Any other day the German would have been fussing over him, going all "Ken-chan this, Ken-chan that, oiii Ken-chan I just know how to make you feel better" until Ken started yelling his usual "hentai".

An angry blush colored his cheeks lightly. Things weren't happening as they used to that morning, which was rather obvious.

But he didn't give a shit about what was happening; all he cared for in that moment was seeing Youji.

Ken's eyes unfocused and a dreamy look replaced his scowl. He leaned forward to rest his head on Ran's seat. "You know what, Ran? Today it's a wonderful day." He said absently.

The redhead's eye twitched. "Did you put something weird in your breakfast?"

"Whatever you say Ran…" he said not really listening to the redhead.

Ran sighed and spent the rest of the time in the bus talking with Schuldig, who wasn't in a good mood either but that was always better than hearing Ken.

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Youji chatted quietly with Brad while they waited for Farfello to arrive.

He wasn't feeling better than the previous day and there was physical evidence that he didn't have a good night. Dark rings under his eyes together with an extreme paleness made it obvious that he wasn't feeling well.

He frowned in disgust when Ken entered into the classroom, looking so happy he was practically beaming.

"Good morning!!" he greeted, bouncing towards Youji and Brad.

The playboy took his sunglasses off and smirked at Ken. "Mornin' KenKen!" he got up slowly, trying to mask the tiredness of his muscles as he bent down slightly to kiss his "boyfriend".

Ken glared at him when he put away. "Oi! Youji no hentai!" he blushed "Don't do that in here!"

"Why? You sure enjoyed it."

"Shut up baka." It was his usual way of stopping what bothered him, so he wasn't going to change his method of the cute pout and bad words.

Unluckily for him, that method of his didn't work on Youji, who didn't see any cuteness in him, so the playboy continued embarrassing him.

"Well KenKen," he said draping an arm around Ken's waist "what are you doing tonight? I wanna go out."

The goalkeeper grinned at him but it faded as quickly as it had appeared. "Sorry, but I have to study.." he looked up at the taller boy "The last exam." He explained.

Youji was nearly jumping in joy, but contained himself for the sake of his plans. "Oh well, then we'll go out another day, don't worry."

Ken gave his boyfriend a wide-eyed look, as if waiting for something, but the blonde just smirked down at him. He sighed softly and gazed at Crawford, who was talking with Farfello, who had just arrived.

Ken had been waiting for Youji to offer himself to study with him, but that offer didn't come.

Feeling disappointed, he excused himself with a grunt and left for his classroom, where he'd have to be without Youji for a few hours.

It was ironic, how much he was starting to depend on the blonde, this new kind of feeling that felt somehow familiar but that had gone unnoticed for so long.

That he had repressed for so long. Like something he'd felt before but he hadn't wanted to see, less admit it was there.

It felt warm and at the same time it felt cold, like it would rip him apart.

It scared him but also made him feel good.

Was it love?

That word sounded so strange… so strong… He didn't understand it.

Ken made a mental note to ask Omi about it later.

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An emerald eye opened slightly when he heard the approaching steps. He lifted his head slightly and a little grin replaced the tight line his lips had formed a moment before at the sight of the approaching teenager.

He closed his eyes again as Schuldig sat down onto the grass next to him and rolled over so he was lying onto his back.

"I don't have the whole fucking day to wait for you to talk."

Youji opened his eyes and offered a lazy grin. "You know I'd love to have you waiting after me Axl. The whole day and every minute of it."

Dark red eyebrows shot up impatiently.

"Well, I just wanted to see you, it's one of my favorite hobbies."

"That would be nice, but sadly it's one-sided."

Youji pouted and reached out to play with long red strands of hair. "You're hurting my feelings."

Schuldig smirked and lied down next to the taller boy. "No, I'm not."

Youji laughed. "Now that really wound me!"

The shorter athlete chuckled and patted a wandering hand away. "Since you've gotten your daily ration of Schu-watching, I think it's time for me to go do the productive things I'm supposed to do." He flexed his legs to stand up, but Youji grabbed his tee shirt and made him fall onto his ass. "What the fuck was that for?" he demanded starting to lose his usual control, but calmed down when he saw something weird in the other boy's eyes.

"I really wanted to talk with you." He said softly, like he didn't want to hear himself talking about his problem.

Schuldig gathered his usual patience, because he could be a lot of things, but if anything his patience rivaled a saint's. "Talk then, I told you before."

The blonde looked down and willed his pride away. "I need help." He admitted. "I'm in deep shit Axl."

The redhead didn't look convinced. "Of course you are. You're a bastard that plays with everybody around you, of course you have to be in a lot of shit."

"Shut up, I'm serious! I was sick and then thought I was cured but I was wrong and I'm falling into anorexia again and can't control it!" He looked up at Schuldig. "I don't know what to do anymore."

It was obvious that Schuldig didn't believe him. "Look, I know you usually come up with lots of shit to get what you want, but this is a little too much. What will be next time, you talking about your love for drugs? Or better, how about 'I killed a person'? You really are messed up Kudou. I don't believe you have anorexia, or haven't you looked at yourself in a mirror?"

Youji sat up abruptly and lifted his hand so the German could take a good look at his knuckles and fingers, where those marks that no anorexic or bulimic person could hide would have delated him even if he hadn't wanted to admit his problem.

"What the-"

"I need help Axl."

Schuldig sighed tiredly. "Why are you telling me? You could have told Ken."

Youji would have smirked at the only thought of what the brunette would have said if he had told him, but he didn't feel like it at the moment. "Because I like you."

"What you have to do is go to a psychiatrist or something and leave me alone. I don't care about your problems." He rose to his feet and gave the blonde a tired look. "And you certainly don't care about mine Kudou." With that he left Youji alone with his thoughts.

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Omi covered his mouth with his hand to avoid being caught. He had heard part of the conversation going between the older boys and he was confused.

At first he had thought about telling Ken to leave Youji for all the reasons Ran had given him, but now, after hearing that Youji was so alone and sick, he guessed that the blonde would need the other soccer player.

He couldn't make things break between them, not now.

The young blonde was convinced that Youji needed Ken, and nobody could change his mind now that he thought that Youji wasn't doing what his boyfriend had told him.

But there was a big obstacle for this to work.

Ran. If there was someone in the world more stubborn than Omi, it was his boyfriend. And if he thought that Youji was bad then there was no way to change his mind.

Tsu zu ku….

Waaai! Took me forever but here it is, a new chappie!! *grins like crazy*

No, I'm not on drugs and I'm certainly not happy with the result of the chappie, BUT, ehem… Miki-sama acts in the "Haru wo daitei ta" dramas!! I'm only 98% sure, but it's him, and it's so fucking… so fucking… *drools* so fucking… *drools* well I have no words. I downloaded two tracks of the Haru drama cd on the net and today I finally heard them, and what was my surprise when I heard Kato-san's voice *dreamy sigh* Such a thing makes anyone happy, ne?

If only Koyasu-sama made Youji come back to Side B (really come back, not take him out of the Weiss world like he has done, but at least there is the "proof" that Ken really loved him, no matter what people says, it's really obvious to me what Ken feels, just look at his face as he tells Aya that he saw Youji) and repeat the Haru scenes with KenKen… *drools*

I wasn't going to make today's notes so long, but anyway, there's more.

I wanted to have this fic finished before Christmas, but I'll be away from my computer a little too often this month it won't be possible so you will have to wait until January to see if Youji wins or not. BUT, since I want to make two chapter updates each week and it won't be possible, I'm thinking about leaving the little resume I write to myself before I write a new chapter in the journal at my DeviantArt.com account *points to her profile where the link is* (sorry I don't have a LJ or anything) so you at least would know what's going to happen, not as detailed as a chapter, but enough to keep you happy until I can update. I'll put the next chapter's resume up if you people wanna read it. Dunno, if people likes those little previews I'll probably do that with more fics. A WARNING: Those notes WOULD CONTAIN SPOILERS of the chapter.

And to finish with today's LONG notes: If any of you is German, please contact me. I need your help for the "Patience" chapter I'm currently working on.

Until my next update, please leave comments! Ideas, opinions, death threats and all that stuff is always welcome!

Hasta luego!