Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Undistinguished UnderScore ❯ Chapter 28

Zeva and Neese made their way down the side walk together, the sun blaring over head, glinting down upon their fair skin and reflecting off their hair. Zeva had decided to sport a new look. She wore a black fishnet shirt that coated her arms all the way down to her wrist with a sold wide black tube top that covered her breast area completely. And written across in dark green letters with old English script was the word "Guilty" only to matched by her baggy tan khakis with leather black boots to coincide the rest of her. Her hair was diligently braided. Though fragments of her hair had words there way loose and now hung in layered strands around her face with her long braid tucked inside a leather jacket from where behind it would appear as if she had the impeccably short hair of Neese that resembled that passed on love of Yohji, Asuka, despite the platinum white color of course. Neese as well collaborated a new ensemble, her creamy shoulders fully exposed to the warm sunlight. Her sternum coated in a deep red shirt that wrapped around her arms and was tied in a stiff knot on her back that wasn't coming undone by any other person. Back around the front of shirt was colored with an oriental pattern that shimmered in the sunlight and the tip of the shirt came down to a casual point that brushed against her loose fitting jeans casually and topped off with comfterbal shower thongs or better known as flip flops.

"Ne! So Neese, where exactly ARE you taking me anyway?" A smile purged over Zeva's lips as shifted her head to look at her sister.

"Eh, I dun know. I thought you would have caught on by now."

"What do you mean? I've never seen this street before, If I have been on it then nothing looks formillar for some odd reason."

"That's good.." Neese had a playful tone her voice.

Zeva lifted an eyebrow at her twin "What are you plotting..?"

"Nothing, nothing at all." Right as Neese spoke Zeva found herself rounding a corner and there stood the Koneko with Ken, and the rest of the boys in plane sight.

"Gackt! NEESE! I can't believe - I mean, how could you, I just-wait no I mean well…GRRRR!!"

"I figured you might say that."

"If you want to make out with Yohji, do it on your own time! Don't drag me into you're sex life! Or should I say lack there of?"

"One..That last comment was low. I'm a virgin damnit! 2, I have NO interest what so over in that boy!"

"Rrriiiggghhhtttt, that's exactly why you're blushing."

"Oh come ON Z! You can't ignore him forever!"

"I'm not ignoring him, I'm ignoring the monstrosity WITH him. There's a difference."

"You gotta get over you're grudge with Yuriko sometime."

"I'm not holding a grudge!"

"You're still jealous none the less."

"Well shit Neese! What do you expect? She was his first love, and it's not like I didn't agree with her coming back in the first place when Manx already had it all arranged. I figured I'd try to keep my maturity level and be civil when she first showed up, but she's the one who shunned me off! I figured to keep myself from loosing my head I would just avoid the situation interlay until I get more accustomed to the current arrangement."

"Zeva?" From behind came the soothing voice of Ken, who had just walked up on the ending sentence of Zeva's statement, missing everything leading up to it. Zeva tensed in surprise and slowly turned around to meet the warm eyes the handsome florist. "Zeva! It is you!" Ken embraced her in his strong arms and held her to him, the top of her head fitting perfectly under his chin. He held her there for a moment before he gently pushed her back to stare at her stunning face that he discovered he had missed more than he thought. They broke apart from the embrace, both blushing lightly. "Ne, Zeva..It's kind of embarrassing for me to ask you this..but..Were you at a club a few nights ago?"

Zeva's eye's widened in embarrassment and fear as she looked into Ken's gentle eyes. "Well, actually..yes..I was. I was on an undercover mission that night."

"Ah! So you're not really a stripper at that club! That's good, I was getting a little uneasy about that because I had feeling Yohji went there a lot." Ken found himself turning red, even though he was trying not to with the best of his ability.

"Nope! I'm not! But-" Zeva grabbed Neese by the shoulders and shoved her forward "She is!"

"What the?!" Neese glared at her sister over her shoulder, and with Zeva's hands still clamped down on her sister's shoulders she whispered in her ear.

"Pay back's a bitch, isn't it?" Ken raised a fist to his mouth and coughed uncomfterably like, a firm blush running into his cheeks.

"I think that's more important information for Yohji, he would put it to better use."

"What is this?! Bash on Neese day?"

"I thought it was funny."

"You don't count, Z."

"Hey, why don't you guys come on in to the shop? It's fairly slow right now." Ken's eyes shined down at Zeva's face that reflected mild hesitation and uneasiness, but Neese took it upon herself to penetrate to soft silence between the two.

"We would LOVE to come in, Ken Ken!" With a shove from her sister Zeva started moving forward toward the shop. Zeva was watching the stiff concert to the best of her ability when the formillar warmth of sweet caress of Ken's hand interning hers devastated her attention. Zeva lifted her head to look up at Ken who smiled innocently down at her as the approached the shop still hand in hand.

"Hey! Look who's here!" Yohji moved in on Neese, wrapping his arm around her shoulder. "How are you today?" He looked over his sunglasses, winking playfully.

"I was great until you entered my atmosphere.."

"Ouch.." Yohji clutched his chest in false agony while Neese shoved him off. "Hey, that's ok cutie! I'll be here all day!"

Neese ran her fingers through her silver strands of hair sighing "..joy.."

"Ne? Is Kym Here?" Zeva looked around the shop for the energetic young girl that seems to absent from Aya's watchful eye. "Eh? Omi isn't here either. Where did he run to?"

Ken placed a hand on Zeva's shoulder from behind and she rotated her head around to look at the young man. "Omi disappeared a few nights ago…he hasn't been back sense." Zeva's shifted her expression to confusion.

"He'll be back…" Aya proclaimed in a firm, yet distant tone.

Kym ran down the sidewalk in her loose fitting jeans, and a red wife beater covering the rest of her. She could see Manx in the distance, the boys had communicated with her that Manx wanted to request a private meeting her, but this wouldn't be the first time she would confront Manx or Persia. Kym slowed her pace; panting lightly as she stood in front of the red headed secretary.

"Glad to see you could make it, Kym Yume." Manx spoke with her arms folded across her chest. Kym smiled and gave Manx a piece sign, winking through her innocent smile.

"Glad to be here! Manx-Sama!" She beamed through a cheery voice.

"Come on, Persia wants to talk to you personally. By the way, what are the where about of Omi." Manx looked down at Kym, who hung her head as she began to walk next to Manx.

"Nobody knows.."

"And the Schwartz boy?"

"He's doing better.."

"I see..." The rest of the walk was silent between the two women, until they reached the secure office of the leader of Weiss. The firm chairs back that supported Persia facing Kym.

"I understand you're an ex member of Schwartz? Are you not?" Persia's hands were folded into his lap as he spoke indirectly at Kym.

"Hai, Persia-Sama." Kym spoke softly, a short silence following her answer.

"I understand you have Telekinesis?"

"And Telepathy, Sir."

"Is that so.." Persia slowly turned his hair around to stare at the youthful face. "You're quite beautiful, Kym Yume. That makes me more wary of putting you on a team with strictly men. But you're not the only one in that boat, I have another young lady, who like you wishes to be one of the men."

"Arigato, Persia-Sama."

"Understand this, Kym Yume. You will prove you're trust to Kirtiker and myself tonight. You will accompany Weiss on a mission, one reason because no one knows the where about's of Bombay, the other because I believe you're capable from past experience."

Kym's face light up with surprise and delight. "Honto-ni?!" Persia nodded, and Manx stepped forward to hand Kym her first file from Kritiker.

"Be at the Koneko exactly at 7 o'clock tonight." Manx spoke for completely handing over the file to Kym. Kym nodded in, understanding before she bowed.

"Thank you very much! Persia-Sama, Manx-Sama! I won't let you down!" She straitened herself, smiling before she made her exit.

Kym stood outside the dark and what seemed like an un welcoming Koneko. A chilled wind crept through the still night air. Kym clutched her coat close to her body, pressing a small button on her watch, lighting up the clear screen with a green luminescence spreading over her face chasing away the dark shadows for an instant.

" It's 7:05..Should I go in? Maybe Manx is already inside."

"Are you Kym Yume?" Kym turned around to face a mysterious woman with rich brown hair, gracefully pulled back. A warm suite covered her body, protecting her from the cold air that nipped at Kym's face, making her checks blush a fresh rose color. A delicate hand firmly placed on her curved hip the other one hanging freely.

"Hai.." Kym's almond orbs flickering against the pale moonlight, lighting the woman's face with a secretive smile.

"My name is Birman, Manx's double. Manx got tied up and asked me to assist you and others tonight." Birman moved closer to Kym, wrapping a slender arm around her shoulder as she smiled down at the young girl, her appearance suddenly warming the night as she walked through the door with Kym behind her. Birman stepped through the flower shop, Kym following behind her wary of the nights foreboding shadows as they both made their way down the thin, iron and spiraling staircase.

"Birman-Sama!" Ken rose from his seat at the presence of the attractive young woman. The other men lifting their heads to greet the presence of the brunet that often switched roles with Manx. Birman turned her head, greeting Ken with a warm smile.

"Hai Siberian, Manx couldn't make it tonight." Birman glanced around the room, her head dropping slightly as she released a sigh. "I see Bombay has yet to make his way back?" Yohji, Aya and Ken all remained silent, a stern expression coating their faces. Birman folded her arms across her stomach "I see..well then..There is no point in wasting anymore time. I present to you the newest recruit for Weiss Javanese." Birman stepped out of the way, revealing Kym with her hair successfully pulled back into a pony tail, a black leather jacket covering her long pale arms, with a deep purple v neck shirt underneath. Loose fitting jeans coated her legs and were met with simple black leather working boots.

"Kym! You're here!" Ken was excited and shocked at the same time as he went to hug his new found partner.

"Yeah, it's about time we finally got a woman in Weiss. After all I need someone to keep me company on those long, lonely nights."

"Yohji-Kun!" Ken snapped at Yohji, while Aya stayed silent against the wall. His deep eyes examining Kym, a creak of a smile escaping his lips letting it quickly vanish before it noticed amongst the others.

"I trust you all have received you're mission from Persia?" Birman glanced around the room.

"Hai, just before you came in, Birman." Yohji spoke, rising from his position on the couch. "But what about Kym?"

"Everything she needed to know was in the file Manx gave her, don't worry. She's got the same orders you all do. So? Are you all taking this one?"

Ken stretched vigorously before giving his reply "Yep! I'm in."

"Like wise." Yohji moved across the room to stand next to Ken, While Aya gave his response through a silent nod.