Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ To destroy the one you love ❯ Beautiful Mourning ( Chapter 11 )

To Destroy the One You Love

Chapter 11: Beautiful Mourning

Pairing: Yohji/Aya/Yohji; Schuldig/Yohji (one sided)

Rated: R-ish (Not really but to be on the safe side… it's for swearing and implied rape.)

Warnings: Strongly implied yaoi and non-con and a swear word or two >_>;

Legal stuff: Well... I think it's obvious but I'll state it anyway. I don't own them! Please don't sue me? I'm poor... seriously...>_>;;

Author notes: Things done/said in Bold = Flash back

(1) The "gift" referees to the box received in chapter 1 of the story.

Thanks to: (see bellow)

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"He's beautiful when he cries, you know."

 

It had been four days since the wake and two days since Ran had received that little "gift"(1) from Schuldig at the flower shop. Deciding that fresh air was necessary at this point, the redhead had volunteered to go out and pick up groceries on his way back from dropping off Aya-chan. Much to his misfortune, it was then that he had a rather unexpected and terribly unpleasant encounter with a person he would have rather not seen.

 

"What?"

 

Why it had never occurred to the assassin that even Schwartz had to eat, was beyond him.

 

"Yohji- he's beautiful when he cries. I love seeing the tears coming from those large jade eyes of his. It compliments that sad expression he wears all the time now. Would you like to see it too?"

 

In recollection, he should have been paying more attention to the things around him but his mind was simply too busy for that sort of thing. Caught between thoughts of recent events and ponderings of what was to come, Ran hadn't even seen the telepath in front of him until he collided into him head on. It was totally unlike Ran and he would have damned the person who was occupying most of his unsettled musings if they weren't unbelievably damned already.

 

"No..."

"No?"

Images rushed the Weiss kitten's mind anyway, filling his already full head with the sight of Yohji. Not just Yohji, but Yohji holding the most hurt and defeated expression that Ran had ever seen on him or anyone else for that matter. Yohji was… Yohji looked like he had been…

 

"Stop..."

 

The redhead rubbed at his temples before sinking his hands into his hair, gently giving the unruly red locks a tug. What was he going to do? Yes, something HAD to be done but what? What could he possibly do to amend the situation?

 

"Why? Aren't you the least bit curious to what has become of him?"

"No..."

"You shouldn't lie, Abyssinian, it's unbecoming of you."

 

The grip on soft tendrils of red hair suddenly grew tighter in a rather painful way. Why were these memories still playing long after his encounter with Schuldig had ended? Why was so much guilt clouding his darkened heart and making him regret... everything. Why? Always why.

 

"Do you know when he cries the most..?"

When the leader didn't respond Schuldig smiled and leaned over to whisper softly into the ear of his enemy.

 

This was all Yohji's fault. No wait, that wasn't right. Yohji wasn't the cause of all this mess, HE was. It was his fault for rejecting Yohji without hearing him out first and it his fault that Aya-chan had been kidnapped in the first place because he had let down his guard and grown careless with her safety. He had become too comfortable with the easy life and for a moment forget exactly who and what he was.

 

"...When I rape him."

 

And that's when Ran lost it. Right there in the view of everyone, he simply lost it. Moving as fast as he could, he turned and aimed a fist in the direction of the laughing redhead. He wanted that laughter to end, he wanted those images to stop and, more than anything, he wanted that man to die.

Somewhere in his mind, Ran had always believed that no one could possibly be as evil as Schuldig was. Despite the fact that he killed evil men on a regular basis, none of them were quit as twisted or quit as baneful as the telepathic man before him. There was the briefest feeling of satisfaction when Ran's fist met the jaw of his opponent and his knuckles split under the impact. Schuldig needed to be destroyed.

Staring at the member of Schwartz who was picking himself up off the floor, Ran was more than tempted to go on with his assault. In fact, he would have started in the moment Mastermind hit the ground if it weren't for the patrons walking past their isle, looking at them as if they were insane. Too bad for them, they weren't very far off.

 

The door behind the redhead opened and allowed for another form to step into the harsh outside world, not that Ran was looking. Ran was too busy caught up in the vision of his memory.

 

The German swore colorfully in a couple different languages while nursing the fresh wound tenderly with one hand. Green eyes, much darker than Yohji's, snapped up to send a glare at the white assassin whom had the insane inclination to hit him again. Fury burned at the darker killer through lavender filters and hardly hid the fact that homicidal intent was running through that mind of his. Bad kitty, Schuldig smirked a little, deciding to speak up again before Ran determined that he should go through with the thoughts ricocheting back and forth inside of his mind.

 

"You know something else..?" The lifting hand of Abyssinian hesitated in response to his question. Good. "It's your name he sobs each night that I take him. Kind of ironic, isn't it?" Ran didn't move or even so much as breathe in the moment after that. Perfect stillness laid between them slowly followed by satisfaction and remorse from the respective ends of the tryst.

 

"Ran-kun? Are you okay? You've been sitting outside for at least an hour now." Omi. He didn't deserve Omi's tender words -he didn't deserve anything. He was a betrayer.

 

Schuldig left after that. Simply turned on his heel and walked out of the store, not bothering to finish the shopping he was obviously doing. Ran continued to stare at nothing for another several minutes until a store clerk asked him if he was alright. Taking Schuldig's example, the redhead turned and walked away, forgetting whatever reason it was that he was there to begin with.

 

"I'm fine."

"Are you sure?"

 

"Kind of ironic, isn't it?"

 

"Yes."

There was a small pause before the youngest spoke again. "Ano... did you remember the groceries on your way back from dropping off Aya-chan?"

The leader rose to his feet and brushed past Omi, souring the child's expression when he opened the door and stepped inside, "No, I forgot."

"That's unlike you."

 

"He's beautiful when he cries, you know."

 

"I know."

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TBC

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Zelda-13 - Oooh Omi Schwartz? You know, Omi isn't my favorite character but I honestly think he's fascinating as a character in general. Lol makes me wish I could get into the habit of writing him too. Ah well! Yeah, Aya IS an ass but he's getting his payback and Yotan... well, I would call him stupid but meh, that's me. ^^;

Firebard: Hearts for you ^^! <333

Rosemarykiss - You know, for a moment I was totally confused by what you were calling "romantic" lol. It was really entertaining, if only for a minute. X)

Morkael - Ah, no, I don't plan on quitting. There are technically 15 chapters written out so far, only 11 of which have been through my beta reader so, if nothing else, you're gonna get through 15 chapters. Excited? Lol I kinda am however I'm a little weary about it. (SPOILER) Cause it'll be my first time writing a non-con fic.