Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ You Belong To Me ❯ Curiousity killed the Cat ( Chapter 7 )

You Belong to Me

Chapter 7: Curiosity Killed the Cat.

Author: Anendee

Special thanks go to YohjisKareBear and Yohji Aya and Amanda! My beta's and best friends in the RW. You girls rock! And to my reviewers! I got 2! Toniq and Beysie. You guys are the best! Thank you for reviewing. Cookies to all and a piece of fanart for one of your fics, your choice which! Let me know, hehe.

All notes and warning apply, including abut not limited NCS and twisted mind games and YAOI! If you are against males have a gratifying sexual relationship you really will be offended and might want to leave now. If you are against physical and mental abuse, you really might want to leave now as well. Hey at least this time there isn't excessive blood.

/Images of Ken, in the minds of others, and Yohji's flashs of sight/

Chapter 7: Curiosity Killed the Cat (no pun intended)

Souls retain the information from previous lives and store it in the mind of their current body. Most people can't not access this information, only special ones can and they usually can only scratch the surface. This font of knowledge is protected to keep the world from destruction.

The First when Reincarnated is sent with others to help It. Most lives this is not an issue, but just in case. The first is linked to those Souls, mentally. This helps should the worst happen.

Book of the Heavens, 7th Edition.

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Mercy didn't come with the loss of Consciousness as Ken had so prayed for. Farfarello took the time to sift through the memories of Ken's. He peeled them back as one would an onion.

Every memory he pulled led to more of that life. After there were no more memories of that life, and new one would take its place. Farfarello found out so much through the link he had thought was created by Schuldig.

It is said that humans only use 10% of their brain. This is true, and yet there is the potential for more if humans so desired it. But there would always be a large chunk mostly inaccessible to the normal human. The human brain is much like a computer in this aspect. When a Soul goes to inhabit a new body, it transfers all the memories of the previous live. Most people can not access this information at all.

Farfarello amazed both himself and Ken with what he was finding. Every image, most of them dark and angst riddled, frightened Ken. Images of every Atrocity and Depravity ever committed and witnessed by man was recorded and imprinted in the memories. Farfarello pulled and compiled the worst of mankind to form a sick kind of slide show. Everything form the Holocaust, to Countess Elizabeth Bathory, whom bathed in the blood of virgins, to lumps of meat, as that is all that the flesh piles could really be called, of children. It continued for hours, one by one, a sick slide show.

Through all of this, Ken tried to get close to that source of unattainable peace. He knew there was no hiding from what Farfarello had unleashed, but it didn't mean he had to take on all the pain of it. The source allowed him closer then the last time, and it was enough to ease a tiny portion of the pain for the next several days…

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Ran vomited, again. He had barely made it out the back of the Koneko No Sumi Ie. The feeling of nausea just kept building over the hours. Ran knew he wasn't physically sick but he couldn't figure out what was happening to him. It was getting g more and more difficult to get through the days anymore. He had begun, a week ago, to have irrational bouts of fear (not his, there was nothing to fear near him at the time) and the resulting anger that was his.

Everyday for the last week he had had the urge to end everything, and it was almost impossible for him to figure out if it was him or not that felt this way. Ran had found himself suddenly reacquainted with every negative emotion humans were able to feel. Several times when the phantom pains got too much and a person would normally pass out, Ran's body would just go slack, and he would wish to pass out to escape the pain.

The red head almost never slept anymore. He kept seeing Ken, bound in various positions. Most of what he saw made him sick. He could match pain for pain with the torture Schuldig (a/n: yes he can see the torturer) handed to the bound man. Every morning there were marks that correlated with the ones inflicted on Ken as Ran slept, never able to wake from the nightmares he would witness. Ran had lost some weight and lacked the energy he usually had from the lack of sleep. Every night mare just got worse. Schuldig would force himself on Ken, using the most pain he could. Everything was a visual and emotional torture for both the young men. What really scared ran was while he felt what ken felt in the nightmares, he could feel the shift of emotions for the Schwarz mad man Farfarello. He frequently `saved' Ken from Schuldig and when he would, ran would be flooded with relief, a different emotion from the hate that first arrived.

Ran wasn't the only one with problems though. Omi had taken an indefinite leave from school. He spent every waking minute in front of his computer. He didn't know what kind of search to run anymore to find his friend, but he kept at it any way. The only thing that ever really registered in his mind anymore that wasn't part o the search, was the feeling of extreme unease he felt a few miles to the north in a three block radius. Other wise the youngest member of Weiß was oblivious to everything else.

While both Ran and Omi suffered from lack of sleep and some weight lose, Yohji's appearance suffered the most. He didn't bother with it anymore. His hair hung down, dull and lifeless. His clothes served only to cover him and the eldest member of Weiß had dropped so much weight that the appeared anorexic. The only thing that concerned him other then the search for his best friend was the shop.

Yohji, when he wasn't in the shop or searching for Ken, had taken up excessive drinking. He could be found drunk in the shop most of the time, though there he hid it well. The strange little gift of his had begun to show more and more often. He was becoming terrified of the next grizzly image he would find in his mind's eye.

/The Woman chained a wall, her terror stricken face, with her wide eyes almost always present now./

/Ken Bleeding and glowing./

/Ken feeling for Farfarello./

The Images didn't stop there. Though the tall blonde prayed to the God he hadn't figured existed that they would. The same day that Ran kept vomiting, marked the absolute worst day to date of Yohji's life. The longest string of images he had ever seen formed and mental Power Point presentation of sickness and cruelty. His mind provided the speaker that didn't come with the images, naming them all accurately.

Nothing could stop the images. The sickest ones to Yohji were of Ken and Farfarello in what appeared to be an embrace…

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Ken couldn't deny Farfarello what he wanted anymore. Why should he? Farfarello, no Jei, had apologized for the first few days of his imprisonment. He had never meant for Ken to suffer so. Jei was always there, getting Schuldig out of the room, and holding him, comforting him as he healed the damage yet again.

Jei used the link to `whisper' thoughts of acceptance into Hidaka's mind, manipulating him better then even Schuldig could. He streamed the thoughts in making Hidaka believe they were his own. To Jei, this was just too sweet a deal. The oldest soul, the most precious to God, was manipulated by a demon, and not just any demon, the one with the will and now the way, to release Lucifer.

Ken had had enough to deal with. He figured with Schuldig's ritual ripping of his mind that he should just bury everything about his friends, love and life deep in his mind. What he didn't realize was that his subconscious fought the destruction and loss of those very memories. That Farfarello had access to anything thing and was erasing the things most dear to him. His memories, his friends, and the love he had never admitted to anyone…

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Exhaustion finally caught up with Ran, and he slept once more. He knew what was coming that night. That night would signify the end to his unnamed hopes and dreams, starting with Ken's acceptance of Farfarello, willingly, into his bed and body.

Ran had been feeling the usual pain, fear and anger he had been experiencing for a while now, but the new emotion of the day was trepidation. The worry and acceptance bothered him as nothing else had. He had seen enough from his night mares to know what was probably going to happen next, and it ripped him apart. He closed the shop for the day. He sent a surprisingly sober Yohji and a near dead Omi out on a physical search of Tokyo. He wasn't going to let this happen to His Ken.

Yohji set out with Omi, both he and Ran knew that Omi wouldn't be able to function as he was supposed to. He headed north, just a random direction his mind supplied for him, one he followed. Omi started to grow restless in the passenger's seat of the Seven. Yohji spared him a glance to find that Omi was no longer in his seat. What he found instead was Farfarello and Ken, in a softly lit room. There was some thing different about this, but as the image only lasted a moment, he couldn't tell what. /Farfarello with his hand on Ken's face, pulling his best friend closer./

Omi was practically trying to climb into the backseat to get out of the car. He hated this section of town. It gave him a feeling of foreboding and yet gave an inkling of hope. Omi was also seeing Ken. /Ken kissing Farfarello, as Farfarello's hands slowly, softly drifted over Ken's shirtless back and torso./

"Yohji, STOP THE CAR!" Yohji swerved and jerked the car to a halt. Omi jumped out of the car, breathing heavily. "That can't be right, no way, Ken wouldn't do that to us," Yohji got out and moved to the other side of the car, finding Omi crouched and rocking muttering those words to himself. Trying to draw Omi back to this particular world, despite its horrors, Yohji said, "What are you talking about, Chibi?"

Omi's huge tear drenched eyes moved from the ground up to Yohji's cool green ones. "Ken he wouldn't give into Farfarello. He just wouldn't. I mean, would you give into the very person that made your life miserable for as long as Farfarello has? Ken wouldn't kiss that madman, he wouldn't give in." Omi replied, sending his gaze back to the ground as he rubbed his arms for warmth to chase away the chill he had gotten from the mental picture.

Yohji held a look of confusion on his face until he was hit by yet another image. Ken neck stretched and exposed, Farfarello licking ken's neck. "You can see them too?" Yohji whispered.

Omi looked up at the eldest, his crush, and nodded. "I have never seen it before but it just slammed into my mind, I couldn't look away if I wanted to, like a train wreck. A twisted movie of romantic movements from the most deranged person I can think of, to one of the sweetest, most loyal people I know. It was perverted." Yohji understood what Omi meant.

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Ran felt both sensual and trapped. His body was on fire and not from pain. He felt the phantom hands running over his body. Pleasure shot down his nerves. He screwed his eyes shut and willed himself to fight the sensations the madman was inflicting upon his Ken.

Closing his eyes only allowed for sleep to come faster, playing an erotic movie for him. He watched helplessly as Farfarello kissed down Ken's face to his neck, leaving a trail of wet kisses. /Ken shivered form pleasure. Farfarello trailed his tongue from ken's neck to his ear, a long sensuous lick of his hot, wet tongue./

/Ken's head was thrown back even more to allow Farfarello more access to the tender flesh he was enjoying so much. His back arched. His hands tried to get under Farfarello's shirt but the pleasure was scrambling his brains./

/Farfarello removed his shirt to allow the contact ken so desperately desired. He smashed their chests together in a rough kiss that caused Ken's first contact using his hands to be a scratching caress that made Farfarello pur. He scraped his short nails down Farfarello's spine, causing the older man to jump ever so slightly./

Ran saw all of this and more. His hands clenched into fists, but he couldn't fight the sensations.

Ran wasn't the only one watching the sexual play. Yohji was getting it in camera photo bursts. The farther he and Omi moved up north in the town, the more intense, frequent and clear the images they were privy to became. Omi felt as if he was in a front row seat for an X-Rated film. Yohji felt as if he were taking the pictures of an unfaithful spouse and his partner.

/Farfarello caressing lower with every passing moment./

/Ken's head shaking as if saying no, but they knew he wasn't./

/Farfarello practically ripping away Ken's pants./

/Ken unbuttoning Farfarello's pants with eager swift movements./

/Farfarello practically hissing when ken's hands moved slowly, securely along his hard length./

Omi was trapped by so many emotions. One was hope. It just kept creeping up on him. The rest were negative, nearly drowning out the hope that was growing with every step they took. They had long since abandoned the car; neither could drive with their minds experiencing the scenes they were.

A couple more houses down.

/Ken's mouth had replaced his hands./

Hope was at its greatest peak since Ken disappeared. Two house to the right. Hope dwindled a bit. Back three houses.

/Farfarello was guiding Ken's head as the brunette rolled his tongue around the enlarged head of Farfarello's penis. Farfarello kept a firm grip on Ken's silky hair, not letting him go./

So close. He was so close. That was all Omi could think. Hope soared at this house. This ordinary house with a white picket fence. Omi crept around back, motioning to Yohji to follow if he could.

/Ken swallows as Farfarello cums in his mouth after deep-throating. Farfarello lets out a primal scream, and a mental backlash of pent up power./

All of Weiß felt the scream rip through their minds, bringing them all to their knees if they are standing. The oldest and youngest members of Weiß knew they had found the place Ken was when they heard the scream of satisfaction, ecstasy and power.

They weren't the only ones caught in the mental wave of power. All of Schwarz and their captives, namely the last of the Second Merged line, were in mental agony. IF Schuldig hadn't been caught in the wave of power, then he would have seen her break, just for the moment.

She watched through the link Schuldig tortured her with. /The demon lapped the First with is tongue. Down his chest, paying attention to the bronze nipples that stood out. He then traveled lower to tongue the first's navel, the first moaned in exquisite agony./

/His pale hands played along the vein of the First's penis. Up and down, lightly touching, playing. Massaging the balls and eliciting long moans from the First. His mouth traveled back to the First's lips, tasting his essence on the younger man's lips. He savagely took control of the kiss as his other hand parted the First's legs more they had been./

Yohji is relieved from the scene his best friend starred in when the image of the woman returned. This time he could see her in a room, and Schuldig was with her. Rapid shutters of a camera, Schuldig was leaning over her, caressing her roughly. /kissing the woman. The sunlight came in through the window, showing off her pale skin./ He knew what was going to happen to her and he was powerless to stop it, but he knew where she was now.

Like everyone else, Yohji was steered back to Ken. /Farfarello had penetrated Ken. None too gently, but Ken was already too excited to care. Farfarello didn't wait for him to adjust, he just started moving right a way./

Ran didn't want to watch. /Farfarello pounded into Ken and the younger man nearly ready to cum. Farfarello had found the right spot rather quickly and consistently hit it, harder and harder every time. Ken came with one last jerk of Farfarello's hips./ One word was sent out, a thought, a wish from the brunette. Ran.

Farfarello heard it, thinking he had managed to erase the red head, this pissed him off. He ripped through Ken's passage in a brutal assault of the body, biting, tearing, and punching.

Yohji and Omi were cut off from the images as suddenly as they had invaded the minds of Weiß. They looked at each other and raced back for the Seven. They had to plan, and do it quickly before Ken was killed.

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Anendee: hello, any one stil there? *pelted by iceballs upside the head*

Anendee: that hurts, at least I am finally making this go somewhere.

Ken: Yeah to Hell, you psycho! Please tell me this is going to end well. *big chici eyes look at author*

Anendee: um, this is going to end well? *weak grin*

Ken: why do I think you just lied to me?

Farfarello: Lies Hurt God. Thank you, Anendee.

Ran: *raises eyebrow* You really are demented, you realize that don't you?

Anendee: Yeah, well you try dreaming this stuff, see what you do with the images *shudders* I just happen to write them out.

Crawford: you know, I think she would make a great addition to Schwarz, I think she just might be twisted enough. What do you think Schu?

Schu: why make her a member when we can just lock her in the dungeon she has created for us? More torture that way.

Farfarello Cackles

Anendee: *Eyes widen in fright* Yohji? Ken? Omi? Ran? Help, Please?

Yohji: promise a Ken/Ran ending and I'll help you.

Anendee: Well people you heard the man. KenxRan it shall be! *leans over to Omi, whispering* I had already begun to plan for that though, hehe.

*Glares from every one*

Well, hopefully it won't take a month to get the next chapter out. My muses just won't go away right now, in fact they have ideas for everything right now. Enjoy and please review, even if it is just to say I am one sick and twisted person that needs to be pout down, at least then I know you have read the fic! See ya!