Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Undistinguished UnderScore ❯ Hot Springs ( Chapter 1 )

Disclaimer: Ok! First off, state the obvious. I don't own Weiss. Otherwise Ken would be locked in my closet and be supplying for all my "personal needs", Schu would be my German lover, Nagi would be my petafile lover...as soon as Kim and I decide how to share him... Crawford would probably be my butler, WORK THAT SUITE CRAW-DADDY! And Farfie would be happily locked far...far... away... umm... hurting God, of course? >.>;;; Aya would belong to Kim (what the hell would I do with him?) Yohji really WOULD be my art teacher (Complements of Gluhen) and Omi and Nagi would probably really be together. And Takatori Reji would shave that freaky white hair that makes him look like a chip-munk with swollen cheeks... Or a peacock... which ever comes first... :: insert mischvious grin here:: ::cough:: Anyway! So no, I don't own the boys, sadly. But hopefully you're still able to enjoy the blood sweat and tears I put into this thing!

Warnings: Yeah yeah, ok warnings. Well I have 2 original characters in here Zeva Varie Andonius and Neese Adrian Andonius Kym Yume (a.k.a. Chisa Yume) Belongs to my spiffy friend whom I love very much, Kim Kym! There is also SchuXBrad pairings as well as Nagi and Omi. So if yeah dun like Yaoi, or don't like the majority of the guys being strait. Then do your self-a favor, and hit that handy dandy little back button and go find a Fic. More fitting to your fan girl desires! THANK YOU MUCHLY! ^-^ OH! And just for my defense, I DO HAVE A PLOT! You just have to read all the way threw, because like every good story in my opinion, things start peiceing together toward the end.

It was a warm, bright day for March. A crisp, fresh breeze drifted lazily through the air as the sun beat down and flooded the land with its golden rays. Ken was out playing soccer with the kids for once. His heart thumped against his well toned, masculine chest that was diligently outlined and magnified by his shirt which slightly stuck to him from sweat. He loved playing soccer in a day like this, or any day for that matter, especially with the kids. But this day was different, it had been almost three months sense Yuriko had left for Australia, but she still ravished his thoughts. Possibly not as much as before, but she still lingered there inside his mind, haunting him and raping his subconscious. Though as much as he loved her, he knew he'd do anything to just be satisfied with the knowledge of her absence. The wind combed his soft chocolate brown hair that dangled in front of vibrant emotional eyes and lingered somewhat in front of his face. He ran back and forth with the other children his muscles flexing and un- flexing with every movement, but he made sure not to run to fast for the young ones, sweat trickled down the side of his face and left some of his revealed arm muscles with a light gleam. He often shouted encouraging words to the children; he always felt it was important to make everyone feel sufficiently equal on his team of the vertically challenged. But during one of Ken's random acts of distraction, one of the kids accidentally kicked the ball past him.

"Heh! Gomen everyone! I'll get that!" Ken proclaimed in his enthusiastic voice. Ken trotted off to chase after the ball that was still rolling away, but came to rest under the shade of a wise oak tree who had more than an a soccer ball to currently keep it company. Ken stopped a little short of where the ball had landed, and slowed to a casual walk. More sweat trickled down his body, and the light breeze played with his already messy hair. His breathing short of a pant, he laid his gentle dark eyes upon the other inhabitant of the tree. A woman, though he could not see her face for she looked down, content on playing random chords of her acoustic guitar. Her hair was long and the color of deep blood and it impersonated the gentle waves of the sea as it fell around her in a spastic yet gentle form, and it wasn't until she heard the sound foot steps coming toward her did she finally look up to see a still panting, sweaty, gleaming yet highly attractive young man. Her eyes met his and she looked at him, the imagery of confusion streaking through her thoughtful orbs. The shape of her eyes reminded Ken of Aya, but the color was far darker than Aya Kuns. An emerald green that seemed to match the leaves of the gentle oak, jeans covered her long legs and a purple sleeveless shirt accented her hair and showed her pale skin. For a moment neither one of the spoke, they just stared in the still awkward silence.

"..Hai…?"

`Wow! She dose speak!' thought Ken excitedly `I was worried I'd just come across a female Aya-Kun!' Ken shook his head gently, tossing about his long hair gently, small beads of sweat flinging off and catching the sun. "Gomen-Ne, I should of said something! Demo, would you mind if I got my soccer ball?"

The woman glanced down at the soccer ball that had come to rest in peace by her foot; of which she had not noticed before hand, for she was to content in her music. Her eyes widening in embarrassment.

"Oh! Sorry!" She quickly extended her hand for the ball, only to realize her and Ken was on the same brain frequency. Ken's slightly sweaty hand over lapped hers. They both looked down at there hands and then back up to catch a glimpse of the others eyes, only to quickly detached themselves with an ever visible blush streaming across on each of there faces.

"G..gomen…" Stammerd Ken. "What's going on…I …forgot about Yuriko for a second…" Ken looked back down at the soccer ball only to see the young woman was picking it up and slowly standing with it. She smiled gently.

"Here you go…Gomen; I didn't realize it was here other wise I would have handed it to you sooner. But!" Her voice gentle and light as she smiled through her words "I don't want to keep you or your kids any longer…it seems they've all congregated in a small group a little ways behind you…" She pointed in the direction that Ken's back was facing. He blinked as he slowly turned his head to see his bunch of munchkins looking at him questionably. One of the kids nudged his friend next to him.

"Hey…do you think Ken-Sama and that lady are gonna kiss…?" questioned the little boy.

"Ewwww! I sure hope not! Ken-Sama is too cool for girls anyway! What if he gets girl germs?! …you think he would recover quick enough to still be our soccer teacher if he did…?"

"Probably" Answered the boy back "He's older than us, so he's probably built up a better immune system to things like that…"

"..Nani….is an immune system…?" asked the other little boy.

"..I….don't know…but I herd my mom say it to my older brother…so I'm pretty sure it's a good thing…"

Ken blinked, he had no idea what the kids were talking about and he figured he wanted to keep that way. Unfortunately one of the older kids didn't keep it that way.

"KEN-SAMA!!! GO FOR THE GOLD!"

The other kids looked at the one who had so randomly shouted the phrase.

"…N…Nani?!" Stammered the little boy who had tried to encourage Ken in an event that he didn't fully understand himself. "Ken-Sama shouts it when he wants us to do well!!!"

Ken tensed and his eye-balls nearly fell out of his sockets "…N…Nani?!!" Ken could feel his face getting hot, and not from running around. Though his un-easyness was settled slightly at hearing the young woman laugh at the comment and he glanced up at her face to see her smiling.

"Ne? So your name is Ken-San? My Name is Zeva. Demo, I'll let you get back to your game. Nice to meet you." With her final words, she threw the ball up in the air and kicked it up over Ken's head and watched it soar over to the kids and slightly past them to send them on a spastic screeching frenzy of ball chase. Ken smiled; slightly awed as he watched the ball soar over head before sending the kids in all at ball tackle. He turned back to Zeva and smiled.

"Arigato..."

Zeva nodded and smiled back at the ambitious Ken and watched as he turned his back to her and ran after the fleeting herd of kids. Zeva settled back down under her tree and began to play a few more chords to finish her song.

~*~::peeks around cautiously::~*~ OK OK! So Chapter 1 isn't THAT great! But It picks up in and after chapter 3 ^-^ * twilight zone music* I really hope you enjoy reading this, I try and update once a day but sometimes I get a little carried away and write more than that and end up updating out the wazoo!! ::falls over:: ::twitch:: Yes yes, I have no life, but I'm a firm believer in pleasing the public! WHEW! Go public! ::applause:: Alright!! ::points:: ONWARD TO CHAPTER 2!! ::zoom!!::