Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters of Weiss Kreuz, they belong
to Koyasu Takehito and Project Weiss.
Plot Overview: Schuldig is writing his feelings and actions in a journal about how he feels about Ran.
Warnings: Shounen-ai between Schuldig and Aya (Ran), possibly yaoi later on in the story. Oh yeah a lot of obsessing and language. So if you find anything in that spiel offensive, do not read this fic. Otherwise, come and enjoy! If you could, please review to see if I can anything.
Prologue
I want you, I need you,
You are my everything,
The light of my world,
I cannot live with out you,
I will do it anything to have you.
That's what I wrote about him. He was my little indulgence. I, being from the dark, was drawn into his world of light. Sure, he is not more innocent then me. He kills people, but he does it for his sister, Aya, and also to punish those who got away from the law. I don't really believe that last piece of shit. I guess that's where we are different.
He is so pretty. His name is Aya Fujimiya; well his real name is Ran Fujimiya. He took his dear younger sister's name to get revenge for her. How sweet and touching. Ran's birthday is July 4, meaning his sign is Cancer. He is 20 years old, too. I have been doing my homework on him; I can not just have my obsession without knowing but a few details. His eyes are what make him beautiful. They have fierceness to them, yet tender when he sees his beloved sister. I could ramble all day about his eyes. Ran also has pretty red hair, the color of crimson. He needs to let his hair grow out, it's too short. He as well as having pretty hair and eyes, he has a cute body. Very muscular, yet has a soft, almost feminine feel to it. I would just love ravage Ran's body and make him scream. I think I would enjoy it a bit too much.
I am sure, that in the end, I will hurt him most of all. I, a member of Schwarz, am disturbed by that thought. I just want to play with his mind and possibly body. I do not want to hurt Ran the most; he has gone through more then I could bear. Crawford told me when I told him I like, no, love, Ran. I do not wish this on him, but I want him so badly to be mine.
Plot Overview: Schuldig is writing his feelings and actions in a journal about how he feels about Ran.
Warnings: Shounen-ai between Schuldig and Aya (Ran), possibly yaoi later on in the story. Oh yeah a lot of obsessing and language. So if you find anything in that spiel offensive, do not read this fic. Otherwise, come and enjoy! If you could, please review to see if I can anything.
Prologue
I want you, I need you,
You are my everything,
The light of my world,
I cannot live with out you,
I will do it anything to have you.
That's what I wrote about him. He was my little indulgence. I, being from the dark, was drawn into his world of light. Sure, he is not more innocent then me. He kills people, but he does it for his sister, Aya, and also to punish those who got away from the law. I don't really believe that last piece of shit. I guess that's where we are different.
He is so pretty. His name is Aya Fujimiya; well his real name is Ran Fujimiya. He took his dear younger sister's name to get revenge for her. How sweet and touching. Ran's birthday is July 4, meaning his sign is Cancer. He is 20 years old, too. I have been doing my homework on him; I can not just have my obsession without knowing but a few details. His eyes are what make him beautiful. They have fierceness to them, yet tender when he sees his beloved sister. I could ramble all day about his eyes. Ran also has pretty red hair, the color of crimson. He needs to let his hair grow out, it's too short. He as well as having pretty hair and eyes, he has a cute body. Very muscular, yet has a soft, almost feminine feel to it. I would just love ravage Ran's body and make him scream. I think I would enjoy it a bit too much.
I am sure, that in the end, I will hurt him most of all. I, a member of Schwarz, am disturbed by that thought. I just want to play with his mind and possibly body. I do not want to hurt Ran the most; he has gone through more then I could bear. Crawford told me when I told him I like, no, love, Ran. I do not wish this on him, but I want him so badly to be mine.