Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Tanz Der Katzen ❯ Enter the town ( Chapter 1 )
As Youji falls alseep, he finds himself in an eerily familiar scene...
Anime/Manga: Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy | Type: Songfic | Uploaded On: 10.07.2005 | Updated On: 10.07.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 398 | Visits: 223 | Status: Completed
Disclaimer: The Characters of Weiss do not belong to me... Neither does the musical the dream is basing itself off of. Please don't sue me ;;
Youji set the already empty glass down on the end table next to the chair he sat in...Considering how much alcohol he had in his system from last night, he didn't need much more to reobtain the buzz he had last night...
That combined with the early wake up call and the morning's antics didn't help with Youji's wakefulness... He was not a morning person after all...
Reguardless of the reasons... Youji was eventually asleep. Fortunately for him, his dream was just an alcohol induced one and not his usual fare. (I say fortunately because the normal dreams get annoying)
Youji was freezing... And reasonably so considering that he was trudging through the snow in the northern wilderness... Exactly where this northeren wilderness was he wasn't sure... for dreams aren't that informational
And why was he carrying so many damn suitcases? Even he didn't need to pack this much clothing for a vacation or a mission. Which could only mean that he was traveling with at least another person...
Youji looked around for his companion but with none visible, continued to trudge through the snow... Damn it was freezing... He certainly hoped whoever had been traveling with him wasn't already dead.
Hearing a wolf's howl in the distance, Youji managed to move his feet a bit quicker... forget the other guy he's going to look for some damn shelter.
It was then he saw an umbrella sticking out a snowdrift... Considering he hadn't been in this spot before that probably meant that...
Dropping the bags, Youji ran over to the snowdrift to dig into the drift, eventually uncovering a rather stiff and slightly blue body.
"...KEN?"
When the assassin didn't reply, Youji sighed and lifted Ken over his shoulders before picking up the dropped baggage. Trudging once more through the frozen landscape, he could swear he was hearing the sounds of fiddle music and singing in the distance. Encouraged by this, he trudged a bit quicker... wanting to warm up as fast as he could.
He couldn't help but to think that this seemed familiar...