Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Witness Reposted ❯ Interlude ( Chapter 2 )

Title: Witness

Author: Ryoko 03

Fandom: Weiß Kreuz

Warnings: AU - Angst - Implied Shounen-ai - Oracle/Prodigy Bastardization - Death

Rating: R for language and implied violence

Disclaimer: The only thing I own is the fic; hell, if I was the creator I can promise that the new designs (http://www.marine-e.co.jp/weib/weib-anime02.htm) would NOT exist!! God, I can only imagine wtf they could do to the Schwarz boys should they pop up in the new season....

Author's Note: Farfarello's POV, in present tense for this part only.

//thoughts//

{telepathic speech}

Summary: Sometimes realization comes a little too late....

~+ Witness +~

I won't weigh you down

With good intention

- Sarah McLachlan, "Witness"

Interlude

I walk to my room and close the door behind me, waiting until I'm alone to drop my defensive mask. I lean back against the steel-reinforced wood for a moment, musing that it's more adept at keeping distracting sounds out than at keeping me in. That alone is the only reason I willingly retreat here when the Oracle is in one of his dark-deep-I-want-to-kill-something-red moods. His reds and Prodigy's cloudy black are enough to depress me on one of my "up" days, so I try to avoid them as much as I can.

So of course Takatori'd plan a party tonight. Typical, and I get to see more fun shades of passion and anger and lust... so long as none is directed towards me, the night could be interesting.

What's distracting me right now, though, is that rosy shade I saw mixed in with Schuldich's usual indigo-violet colors.

On my "good days," my teammates are easy to read: Oracle throws off various deep reds that I learned from experience were anger shades-I tend to piss him off daily because it's fun-with a deep indigo mingled in to show "readers" that the man has psychic abilities. Prodigy runs a lot of indigo and black-sometimes cloudy, sometimes muddied-which seem to display a sort of depression and detachment from the world. Schuldich's colors change from day to day, although I can usually find traces of jealous green in the mix.

Today, though, he's throwing off a bit of white along with that rose color, and I know damned well there was a flicker of orange for a minute.

I push off the door and move to the center of my room, dropping onto the end of my bed and staring at the ceiling as I drift from the world for a moment. It's far easier for me to understand a new color if I can step back from life and focus internally. I suppose that's why I seem "blank" from time to time; I'm literally not all there.

I've seen that soft rose before... where...? Oh, yes, when I saw that wedding a month ago when Oracle deemed me "normal" enough to be out... some form of affection then? Ah, that's the color of being in love, I understand that now.

And white... white is pure, it means honesty, yet the German is the most accomplished liar I've ever met. I can't begin to comprehend how it could exist in the man even if I consider him my only true friend.

As for orange, that particular shade I glimpsed is one of affection. I would assume that it goes hand-in-hand with the rosy colors. I still don't understand though.

Who is Schuldich in love with?

I shake my head, coming back into myself just in time to see a flash of indigo-rose-white vanish out the door. I can't imagine what my teammate was looking for in my room, but I'll worry about that later. For now, I'll focus on preparing mentally for tonight.

And afterwards I can confront my friend and find out his secret.

~+ Owari Interlude +~