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|. 'Anything written like this is the content of a note a bishie sends to another bishie'

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

Christmas special review-thanking

Schuldig: *glomps Ken* Happy birthday Ken-chan!

Ken: *blushes* I'm not talking to you.

Youji: C'mon KenKen, forget the fic it's your birthday! *glomps Ken*

Omi: And it's Christmas!

Aya: What the fuck… why isn't the authoress writing the thanks so readers can start with the fic?

Me: *stops drawing* forgot about that! *goes back to writing*

Aya: No, you didn't. You're just sad because the readers spoiled you and now you are receiving fewer reviews and want more.

Me: *glares at Aya* Now, for talking, you'll have to thank Schu.

Aya: *blinks* and how do I do that? *reads review* etoo… I have to say that I absolutely agree with you in almost everything you said, especially in what you said about me. I think Omi should listen to me more often BUT, I can't let anyone talk about my Omi like that. Shineeeee!!

Omi: Ran-kun! Don't shi-ne the readers!

Me: Sorry about that *sweatdrop* why did I let the bishies do this anyway?

Schuldig: Because you're feeling lazy.

Me: Oi, thank you. And I'm sorry for the lack of updates lately. T_T

Youji: Don't cry. I'll reply to Hikari's review, okay?

Me: *nods*

Youji: *smirk* Well Hikari, I'm sure that the authoress feels bad about making you wait (again) for a new chapter, but she's trying to write, draw, and find a job at the same time, and that limits her time for the fics a lot. Uhh… I don't like to talk about my problem, but it happens to a lot of people. Anorexia is a real shit and it's hard to cure. One thinks that by eating again and gaining some weight the problem is resolved, but lots of people go back to it, and seems I'm included there. *sighs* Omi is a good kid, but as stupid as Ken. *hides from Aya*

Ken: Hey! You're not in the fic right now so don't insult me!

Schuldig: You're not getting any from us tonight Kudou.

Youji: *pouts* Shut up, I have to finish with Hikari-san's reply. You think Ken can change my mind? It could happen, you can't never say never, ne? Then again, I can't promise you anything, I don't know the ending *points to authoress* she won't tell anyone.

Me: Okay Youji. I'm going to tell you something. Imagine this. At the end, Schu appears at the door of Ken's house and when Ken opens the door Schu tells him that he can go fuck himself because he and Youji are together. Then Ken, broken-hearted by the news, goes to Ran's home, Ran magically forgets about everything and this ends up with the threesome that I hate the most in this world. Can you imagine it?

Youji: *nods hesitantly*

Me: Well, that WON'T happen. *grins* Hikari, since the bishies take hours to do this, I'll answer the rest of your review. About "Patience", I'm working hard on the new chapter (that is a rather long and hard to write) and already found someone to translate the German parts. *points to the notes at the end of the chapter* There is more info about that. Oi, and I love to receive long reviews, daijobu! About "Darkness Falls"… I'm really sorry that I haven't reviewed it! I read the chapter when I came back (and loved it) but since this month it's being so crazy, I always end up forgetting about everything. *glares at herself*

Schuldig: Since Youji and Ran got to talk first, now it's time for me to thankAolaniDathomir!

Me: *starts drawing again, ignoring the bishies* Yeah Schu, c'mon.

Schuldig: *smiles* Finally! Someone acknowledges my beauty!! *hugs AolaniDathomir* Ran should control himself, who knows what could have happened if he hadn't taken his knee away? Baby-SchuSchu doesn't even want to think about it! Don't worry, I'd never let Anna make Ran take Ken-chan away from me! The end of this fic is REALLY near! According to what I can read from the authoress mind, there are 4-5 chapters left and then it'll be finished.

Me: Schu, shut up before you say anything else about the ending! Again, I'm sorry about the long time it took me to update! T_T

Youji: Will you start with the chapter already or what?

Me: Yeah. Shut up Yo-tan. There you go!

Part Eighteen

"Oi! Stop moving already!"

"I'm trying to get comfortable."

Ken pouted and resettled his head onto his friend's lap, clutching his blanket a little tighter. "It's cold, and when you move I get colder."

"Of course it's cold Ken-chan, we're in the middle of fucking December, what do you want, to be in a swim suit?"

Ken sneezed and quickly reached up with a kleenex to blow his nose. "But you could have conditioner air or something to make the house warmer baka."

"And who will pay for it. You?"

"Hey! It's not my fault that my parents are doing reforms at home and I have to stay here with my fever."

"Then don't complain. Anyway, you know you like it here."

Ken turned around and glared at him. "Will you shut up already Schu? I'm trying to watch the movie."

Schuldig grinned, getting one of his hands out of his own blanket to ruffle the chestnut hair lying on his lap. "You're just angry because it's your birthday and the others can't come." He ignored the brunette's grunt. "Don't look at me like that. Ran and Omi have fever too, Brad went to America, Nagi has pneumonia and the weather is too bad for Farf to come. But look at it the good way, you're stuck with me and Fred."

"That it's the worst thing of all! Why couldn't Omi or Ran be my neighbours?"

"Because they are rich and you're not?"

Ken thought about it for a moment. "That makes sense… Being poor sucks."

Schuldig chuckled. "But you aren't poor Ken-chan."

"Compared with Crawford…"

"Compared with Brad even Omi is poor."

"You're right."

"I always am!"

"No, you're not."

"I a-"

Fred's voice interrupted their argument. "NII-CHAAA!!"

"Nani?!" he yelled so his brother could hear him from the other room.

"Come 'ere!!"

Schuldig scowled and murmured something in German under his breath as he put Ken's head away and stomped towards his brother's bedroom.

Ken chuckled and stirred a little, feeling his bones sound after being such a long time in the same position. What had it been, an hour? Two? The brunette wasn't quite sure, and didn't feel like consulting his watch.

His head and throat hurt, and the effect of the last aspirin he'd taken was fading, being replaced with an uncomfortable feeling he didn't like a little bit.

"… man I swear that if I have to blow his nose ever ag- Ken-chan? Are you feeling well?"

Ken glared at him. "What do you think?"

"Umm… let me think…" the redhead sat next to his friend and touched his forehead to see if his temperature had gone up again. "Where is the thermometer?"

"There baka." Ken answered pointing towards the little crystal table before them.

Schuldig took the thermometer from the table and showed it to Ken. "Here." He grabbed the blanket that covered the soccer player and uncovered him enough so he could take his arm out.

Before Schuldig could do or say anything, Ken grabbed the thermometer and placed it under his arm.

Then the wait.

A couple minutes later the thermometer started beeping and Ken finally took it away. "Here you go." He murmured passing it to Schuldig.

The German examined the result and grinned. "You have the same temperature as before."

"And that means…?"

Schuldig rolled his eyes. "That you aren't worse baka."

"Who's the baka?"

"You." He made himself comfortable and hid under his blanket, that hadn't lost its warmth yet. "This movie sucks." He murmured when he came back to watching tv.

"Yeah." Ken agreed laying his head onto his friends lap as he had done before. "It's always the same with these things."

Schuldig nodded. "Guy says he wants to fuck girl, girl says no, guy tries to impress girl to get into her pants, girl ends up falling for guy and thinks he's made love to her, then she learns that guy only wanted to fuck her and goes away, and then the guy realizes he really loves the girl and then he says he's sorry and they have their happy ending."

"It's boring…" Ken murmured, looking pensive. "Schu?" he asked a few minutes later.

The German yawned. "Hn?"

"How does making love feel?"

Schuldig blinked at him. "Who are you and what have you done to my Ken-chan?"

Ken blushed. "Baka! I'm serious!"

Schuldig chuckled. "Okay, okay. Of course you have to hear things from the voice of the experience, ne?"

"Schu!"

"Whatever." He was mused for a few moments. "Well, it actually depends of what you call making love. I mean," he explained when he realized that Ken wasn't getting a word of what he was saying. "For example, I can tell you that I've fucked countless times but never made love. But other people might say other things. It depends of how you look at it."

Ken gaped at him. "Not even with Ran?"

"That was just sex Ken-chan. Love is another thing."

The brunette pouted. "Then love is more complicated than it looks, ne?"

Schuldig patted his head playfully. "Believe me, it is."

.::.::.::.::.

Ken shook his head, not willing to daydream so early in the morning.

He was just nervous because Youji had asked him to go to his place that evening, and that made him think the inevitable.

Or perhaps all the perversion around him had had that negative effect, you can never know.

He glared at the back of Ran's head before he resumed writing. It was the English class and was actually the one he'd feared the most that week because he was forced to sit with Schuldig and work with him during that hour, and after what had happened, he obviously didn't want to be near the German.

What unnerved him the most was that Schuldig ignored him completely and hadn't even looked at him since they fought, and that wasn't how things were supposed to be.

It wasn't that he missed him or anything, because he didn't.

It was just that Omi wasn't a good best friend. He was always after Ran and forgot about Ken at the minimal thing Ran said or did, while Schuldig had never done that in the past.

He glanced at the redhead, who had put his glasses on and was completing his part of the exercise.

The English' sensei paired the whole class up at the beginning of the year and the pairs were maintained until the last day. Each pair had to make a few pages of exercises each day and give them to the teacher at the end of the class. It was a method to make the learning of English easier for the students.

Ken slowly and VERY hesitantly started filling out the parts he had to write, knowing that he was making mistakes but too proud to ask for help.

He startled when Ran's hand suddenly appeared before his eyes with a little scrap of paper. 'Say you're sorry to Schu' it said.

Ken glared at The back of Ran's head. 'What's gotten into you today Ran?' He sent him in the back of the paper.

Ran turned back to glare back at him, then he looked forward to the teacher and back at Ken. He grabbed his pen and wrote before he gave the paper to his friend again. 'What's gotten into you in the last eighteen years?'

"Ran!" Ken said in a barely audible voice.

He put the used paper into his pocket and cut another piece. 'Ran no baka! I'm serious!' He wrote furiously before he sent it back to Ran.

The older boy scowled. 'I'm serious too.'

'How can you say that?!'

'How can you be such a stupid bastard?'

"It's enough Ran!" Ken accused, standing up.

"What is enough Hidaka? And what's that you have in your hand?" The English' sensei asked him with an angry gleam in his eyes.

Ken looked around, blushing when he realized for the first time that most of his classmates were staring at him. "Eh… etoo… ehehe.. It's nothing sensei! Sorry about that sensei!"

"Give me that note Hidaka."

"Senseiiii…" he complained.

"Hidaka."

Ken puffed angrily but handed the note to the teacher.

The sensei read the note and smirked. "Fujimiya and Hidaka, you'll have to clean up the classroom as a punishment for your irresponsible behaviours."

"Nani?!" Ken whined. "But it's the last week of class sensei! And Takatori-sensei already grounded me for the next fe-"

"Shut up Hidaka."

Ken pouted and sat back on his chair. He glared at the impassive German sitting next to him.

It's your fault, he thought, and was content with that.

.::.::.::.::.

Youji looked at his reflection in the mirror for the last time before he went downstairs to wait for Ken to arrive, knowing he looked gorgeous as always.

Ken had been really nervous when he asked him to go to his place but had accepted, that was what Youji had expected him to do.

They were going to be alone at home, so there wouldn't be any interruptions that could affect his plans.

He turned the tv on and sat on his couch, where he stayed until The doorbell rang.

Tsu zu ku…

Before I start talking… Merry Christmas minna!

I'm sorry this took me so long! But it was impossible to update sooner.

Today's notes won't be long, don't worry. I just wanted to inform you of two things. The first is that I uploaded the fic "Tied" into ff.net again. The second is that now I have a blog where you can find news about the fics and all that stuff. I'm also putting little previews there and if you want to know when I'm going to update, you'll probably find it there. *points to her profile* the link is there in case you wanna go take a look

In next chapter, Ken goes to our favourite playboy's place. And Youji… can't get it up.

Until my next update, leave comments with your opinions, ideas, predictions or anything you wanna say. Reviews are always welcome!!

Hasta luego!