Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Stray Kitten ❯ Starting to Cope... ? ( Chapter 3 )

Disclaimers: Alas! We don't own Weiss. However Jade does happen to own Schu's favorite black thong, and Pheno owns a pair of Ken's boxers… *get bricked*

Jade: Oy! Also, I would like to tell everyone that I do not condone the use of fanfucktion.net. mediaminer.org is where it's at, yo.

Pheno: *whistles innocently as she posts on ff.net*

Jade: --; Well I didn't post it here. Just so you all know...

Warnings/Notes: Uhm.. warnings.. warnings... Lets see.. Blood, light shounen-ai, heavy angst, attempted suicide and lots more blood. Is that all? I think so. And the insanity in the A/N, but that's pretty much a given. Italics indicate personal thought, whereas {Italics} indicate Schuldich's telepathic speech.

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Stray Kitten

Chapter 3: Trying to Cope

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Blackness.

He was floating, weightless, in an endless sea of black. He thought he heard voices. Low rumbling irritating murmurs.

Go away. Go away and leave me be, he thought as the calm silence enveloped him once again. This is how it should be. This is how it should end.

Peace. Blank blissful noiselessness. A small smile touched his lips.

How had he ended up here again? Funny… he couldn't really remember. His brain was a haze of jumbled thoughts. But it was fine. He loved it here, really. This… peace. The blessed silence. The…

"Omi."

What? Let me sleep. Let me…

"Omi!"

Damn, that voice sure was loud. With a low sound of annoyance he turned.

"Omi!" Ken screamed, blood bubbling from torn lips. Hands outstretched in a grotesque plea for help. Omi stared at the flayed skin, the empty left socket, the bruised flesh.

Ocean blue eyes burst open. "No!"

His vision was flooded by blinding white light. He blinked, sweat running down his temples in torrents. Gods. Gods. Was he dead? Was he…

"Omi?"

Slowly, the youngest assassin turned towards the voice. All he could make out past the blinding light were two tall, dark figures, one topped with honey gold, and the other blood red. Angels maybe? Or.. demons?

The honey gold topped blur moved closer, kneeling down next to him. A couple more seconds and it finally dawned on Omi. Yohji.. Aya..

"... I'm not dead..."

"No, you're not. Thank God." Yohji smiled slightly at Omi. The smaller blonde however, just turned his head away.

"Why?"

"Why what Omittchi?"

"Why am I still here?" His voice trembled slightly. "I don't deserve to be here. I.. I killed Ken." Fat tears started rolling down his cheeks. "I killed him. It's only fair."

"Don't be stupid." Aya said, trying keep the words from being too harsh, but still get his point across. "Ken wouldn't want you killing yourself over his error." The words were interrupted by an undignified sniffle from the small blond in the bed. "We all know the... hazards of our line of work."

"This wasn't your fault Omi. Ken thought he handle it and made an mistake.." Yohji started softly, but was quickly cut off.

"No!" Omi yelled. "It wasn't just an error or a mistake! Ken-kun died! And it's my fault! I should have gone to help and I didn't! I didn't do anything... I didn't even try..." The small blonde stared down at his bandaged arms, tears slipping from his big, blue eyes. "I just ran away and left him to die."

Yohji frowned and wiped the tears from Omi's cheeks with his thumb, only to have the smaller blond jerk his head away.

"Go away. You don't understand. You don't even care. Ken is dead and neither of you care."

"That's a lie, Omi." Green eyes narrowed. "That is fucking lie and you know it."

"Do I?" Blue latched onto green, not wavering for a second.

"Yes, you do." Yohji nearly hissed, not missing a beat. "It's killing us just as much as it's killing you. The only difference being that Aya and I are brave enough to continue living."

"Get out." Omi's voice was harsh and angry. "I don't want to see you."

The elder assassins frowned, but left the room, leaving the doctors to do their jobs.

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"Brandeis."

The brunette was silent, his gaze following a flock of migrating birds soaring in the sky as he pressed his face against the glass.

Schuldich frowned at the back of his head, lips thinning in a line of obvious disapproval. "Brandeis!"

Still no answer.

Bristling with annoyance, the redhead grabbed the younger man by the shoulders and wrenched him around. Hazel brown eyes grew wide, his body posture frozen, a spark of fear flickering across his startled face.

Schuldich immediately softened.

"Didn't you hear me call you?" he asked, releasing his iron grip on the boy and running his fingers through soft brown hair all the while combing through the corners of the brunette's shaking head. A tint of fear. He could taste it, sharp and bitter on his tongue.

Ken was scared.

Well but who could blame him? It's been a little over a week, but Ken was quickly learning, even better than he'd hoped. Although Nagi kept himself out of the way and threw violent tantrums for no good reason… damned if he hadn't come home one day to find a very confused Ken blinking up at a ceiling carpeted with Lucky Strikes. It was anything but fun as he climbed a ladder to pick them out one by one, not to mention having to explain this odd phenomenon to Ken without letting him on their powers.

So far little Ken---Brandeis--- had not encountered Farfarello. Which was a relief, God knows what torture the Irishman would inflict on Ken… perhaps forcing the brunette to recite ten Hail Marys for his pleasure, or lighting a match and demanding for a cross to burn.

Brandeis stared up at him, pink lips parted slightly. A lock of dark hair fell over his eyes, making him look softer, younger, all the more vulnerable.

The brown gaze drifted shut in silent submission as Schuldich's mouth sealed over his.

His eyes closed.

His mouth opened.

Sharp teeth closed on his lower lip, tongue dabbing at tongue, demanding response, hands drifting along the hard planes of Brandeis' flat belly. Mmm. Good thing he was an assassin, no matter how stupid he was. Normal exercise couldn't give half as good muscles as this.

Schuldich caught the half moan and swallowed it eagerly before releasing the brunette, allowing him to slump breathlessly against his chest.

"Mm.. is that why I started going out with you?" Brandeis gave a shy smile and cocked his head.

"Among other reasons, lovely." Schuldich chuckled, squeezing the other's ass.

Brandeis squeaked a bit, jumping back from Schuldich's grasp. "I'm sorry! I just... I don't think I'm ready yet. I know we've known each other for a long time, but right now it feels like we just met. I barely know anything..."

The German sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "I understand, baby. Take as much time as you need."

Brandeis smiled again, giving Schuldich a soft peck on the cheek. "I'll make it up to you. I'll make dinner, just for us. And maybe I can get to know you again. ... Does that sound alright?" He asked, his voice soft and uncertain.

"It sounds wonderful, Brandeis." The redhead smiled, running a hand down the Japanese man's cheek. "You think you can manage alright in the kitchen?"

"I can still read. I have amnesia, I'm not retarded." He smirked, a small mischievous spark lighting up his eyes

Schuldich chuckled. It looked like he might be rubbing off on Ken after all.

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Schu: What the fuck is this?

Yohji: I.. I'm not sure..

Ken: It looks like writing.. of some sort...

Nagi: I think this is what is called an "up-date"

Jade: -_-; I get the point...

Brad: I don't know if you do.

Aya: Really, how many MONTHS has it been since you updated anything?

Jade: I. Get. The. Point. Damn muses. I have this thing called COLLEGE! Hi everyone! Uhm.. yeah.. college kinda bent me over and raped me for the past few months..

Schu: Ooh, kinky. I want to go to college! ~.^

Jade: ... right. Anyway.. the year is finally over so I can update things again! Woohoo! As for this ficcy... I think this is the last chapter Pheno will be helping me with for a while. She's got it worse than I do! ;.; Poor girl. So.. yeah.. I'll be flying solo on this project until she like.. graduates or something. ^^; So.. yeah. Time to write more! *scampers off*