Okay this idea just kinda hit me in the teeth, anyhoo I was scanning through some Weiss Kreuz summaries, looking for a fic to draw my curiosity when I saw one called "not another Weiss Mary Sue" or something like that. I only read the summery about how it's always a perfect girl joining Weiss, so I decided to do the opposite, take a far from perfect gal and stick her in the flower shop with the hot flower potters…haha that sounds dirty, lol. So anyhoo I'll try it out, get the first chappy going and I'll go from there, so read and review …love it, like it, blows goats? Let me know.

The e-mail had caught me by surprise, okay so it knocked me off my arse when I opened it only to see that I had been drafted to join the team of teams, Weiss. Kritker was a large organization and I was more of the behind the scenes kinda operative. So I was shocked as I realized that Manx herself had requested my transfer. I was in a state of hyperventilation, field work was not my niche, I was the one in the office, the runner, errand person, mail hander outer, I mean sure I could fight if the situation required it, but I was not assassin material.

I sighed, I would just have to sort this out with Manx, I had never even met the woman, so once she saw me she would realize her mistake in choosing me.

As I entered the office the one and only Manx greeted me with a nod and motioned for me to take a seat.

"Tania O'Neill I presume?"

I nodded and took a seat, my palms sweating profusely, god I hoped to whatever higher intervention existed that she did not shake my hand.

It was short lived as she held her hand out for me to shake, I gave my hand a quick wipe on my pants and gave her hand a brief and firm handshake before I sat down. She nodded and took a seat.

"I assume you got my e mail?"

I nodded.

"uh…yeah…i…uh…why?…"

great, I sounded like I had a brain lapse, there goes my IQ down another twenty points.

"you are wondering why I requested you to transfer and join Weiss?"

I dumbly nodded.

"uh…yes…I don't think I am…qualified for this position, I'm not field agent material Manx…Mam."

She chuckled; well at least someone got amusement from my predicament.

"don't be so modest Miss. O'Neill, I had a look through your service records, I see here"

she pulled out a manila folder, great she had done her homework.

"that you have an uncanny ability to ferret out deceit and half truths."

I felt sick to the stomach.

"pardon me?"

I cursed as my voice sounded shaky.

"come now Tania, the is temporary, Balinese broke his ankle and will be on the mend, I've looked through many profiles and you are the best candidate, and your weapon of choice is much like that of Balinese. I also understand you are able to shield Telepaths?"

I nodded, I could shield them, it was odd really, not even I had been aware of it until I ran into one of Estet's little puppets; or rather his little tactical group had infiltrated one of Kritker's downtown offices. It was a fluke that I had been the one he tried to scan for names of some Kritker information. He had been absolutely pissed that he could not get anything out of me, he had been so intent on tearing into my mind that he had been shot and killed by a member of the Crashers.

"I think that would be indirectly mam."

Manx smirked.

"And you are a quick thinker, which is why you leave to join Weiss immediately; they have been informed of your arrival."

I blinked; this was just a really bad dream, brought on by eating bad Mexican food.

"but…i…surly someone else-."

Manx got to her feet and cut me off.

"this is your job, and I have faith that you will do just fine, you need to give yourself more credit Miss. O'Neill."

I sighed and hung my head, she was serious and there was no way in hell that she would change her mind, she had the determined look in her eyes.

"yes mam."

I obediently stated, this was turning out to be a most odd week indeed.

Omi bussed around the apartment, whistling some odd song from a corny American cartoon.

"Omi it's just another agent, it's not like it's Aya Chan."

Omi blushed as he pouted.

"Yoji Kun, first impressions are everything, I don't want them to think we are pigs."

I rolled my eyes.

"so my replacement, what's his name?"

Omi thought for a moment.

"Tania or Tanith, I can't really remember if it was a guy or girl."

I sighed and pulled my pack of cigarettes from my pocket.

"No smoking"

Ran's glacial voice rang out as I looked to the doorway where our esteemed leader stood, giving me the evil eye.

"Oh come on Ran, if I could I'd get up and go outside, but my foots kinda broken."

He gave me a death glare.

"That's your problem; I do not want this apartment smelling like a bar."

I sighed, but put my cigarettes back, there were few rules that I listened to, but I had learned that going against Ran's wishes was not a very good idea…at all.

Omi grinned as the doorbell at the back door chimed, he bounded to the back door and threw it open, I was sitting at the kitchen island and could see outside the door. A girl looked startled as Omi greeted her.

"you must be the new agent."

The girl nodded, looking rather unsure, Omi had that effect on strangers.

"yes, that's me, Tania O'Neill."

She offered as Omi led her into the kitchen. I took in the girl's appearance. She was short, shorter than Omi by a good inch, he was five six. She wore a pair of faded blue jeans and a plain black T-shirt. She had fairly wide set shoulders and a medium build. I blinked, I was expecting some one like Manx to be here, not a plain Jane. And to top it off she wore a pair of black rimmed glasses. Her hair was a caramel blond and tied back in a tight braid that went down just past her shoulder blades. I politely smiled as her eyes met mine. From what I could see, they were a blue green, but looked more grey. I could see from looking that she was not of Japanese lineage she looked American.

"Kudou Yoji"

I waved, she nodded, her cheeks tinting pink as she refused to look at me for more than a few seconds.

"I'm Tsukiyono Omi."

Omi pointed to Ran.

"that's Fujimiya Ran, and Hidaka Ken is the last one, welcome O'Neill Tania."

She seemed confused but nodded, still refusing to look any of us in the eyes.

"you look tired, I'll show you to your room."

Omi offered as the girl followed him down the hallway and up the stairs to the last room at the end of the hallway, it was a junk room, now it was a nice sized bedroom with a small veranda.

I followed the boy up the stairs and to the very end of the hallway.

"my room is the second one on the left, across from me is Ken, Ran is in the first room on the left and Yoji's is the first one on the right."

I nodded, now if I could only remember their names. I sighed as I entered my new room. The walls were a dark violet, the roof the same colour and the floor was hardwood. The room itself was rather large, on the far wall was a pair of French doors leading out to a small balcony. The blinds were black and the room also had a closet.

"Thank you Omi?"

he nodded, smiling widely, god it must have hurt to smile that wide, didn't his face ever get sore?

"your welcome Tania Chan, I'll let you get settled in."

with that he was gone bounding down the hallway like the rabbit from Alice in wonderland I half imagined him to start singing "I'm late I'm late for a very important date."

I shook my head and shut my door, heaving my duffle onto my double bed. The room itself was bare, the bed, nightstand and lamp were the only pieces of furniture in the room, making it seem larger than it really was. I shook my head, I would have to drive back to my small box of an apartment to get my belongings, I have few but what I did have had sentimental value. I went to my French doors and opened them, the room smelled dusty, some fresh air would do it good. I sighed, I would have to go get my things. I sighed and headed back down to the kitchen, who thought guys would be so intimidating. It didn't help matters that I got all tongue tied and sounded like a complete idiot when talking to the opposite sex and now I was stuck for three months with four roommates that were all guys and all, well to put it bluntly, too hot for their own good.

"so your Tania, I'm Ken"

I turned to the voice, a guy grinned, he held a soccer ball under his one arm, the other held a bottle of Gatorade that was half gone. I blinked and felt my face heat up.

"hi"

I stated as he shut the fridge door, the Yoji guy still sitting at the island, a grin on his face.

"so.."

I sighed, oh how I hated these awkward moments, this is why I was not a people person, when it came to communication I just froze, especially when males were concerned and now was no exception.

"uh, so, I gotta go back and get my shi- stuff and yeah I uh gotta go, now."

I cursed as I headed out the door, that was slick.

"way to go, now they think you're a complete idiot."

I hissed as I walked back to my truck.

"do you usually talk to yourself?"

I turned seeing Omi and Ran staring at me, I gave the teen an exasperated look.

"no I usually break out in song and dance."

My damn sarcastic nature and me, Omi looked torn between taking it the wrong way or laughing to relieve the tension.

"sorry, I'm just flustered okay, I gotta go get the rest of my stuff, I'll be back soon."

Ran returned to watering the flowers, Omi gave me a pensive look.

"do you need any help?"

I thought for a moment, it would be easier to load my truck with an extra set of hands.

"uh…okay, if you want."

He nodded.

"okay, let me get ken."

My jaw dropped. Okay that was not helping, it was the cute soccer playing one that had me talking to myself in the first place.

"shoot me now."

I muttered as Omi and Ken came out.