Warnings: Um, let's see, OOCness, eventual lemon/NCS, yaoi…I repeat YAOI!!! If you don't like that stuff, don't read this story.
Disclaimer: The only thing I own in this fic is the plot of the story. (If there is one.) Everything else is © Takehito Koyasu and Project Weiß. Please, don't try to sue me for this, I'm making absolutely no money off of this fic. Besides, I don't think you would want what you would get from me anyway.
Yaoi King - Ok, this was under Green Jello's name, but she wanted me to post it under mine so her parents wouldn't find out about it. She also wanted so say that she is sorry that she lost the reviews that the nice readers left before.
Green Jello - If ya'll are readin' this again, PLEASE re-review!!!!
Yaoi King - *facefaults* DON'T SCARE ME LIKE THAT!!!!! I thought you weren't gonna be here!
Green Jello - I jest thought that I would tell my readers 'Hi.'
Yaoi King - Why me?
Green Jello - On with the fic!!!!
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~"Stop."
"Why should I?"
"Please, don't do this. I'm beg- "~
/It was just a dream./ The man thought as he sat up in his bed. /No, not a dream. It was a memory. At least I woke up before it finished this time. I can't stand it anymore. Something has to be done, before it happens again. I'm tired of being his toy./
The man got an idea. He went to his desk and started writing.
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"Good morning, Sunshine!" Schuldig said as he strolled into the kitchen. Everyone else was already up and eating breakfast.
Crawford didn't even look up from his paper when he inquired what the redhead was so happy about.
"He got some last night." Nagi replied. "Why does my room have to be right next to his." He stopped and thought a second. "Come to think of it, why don't you ever bring the quiet ones home?"
"Because, Nagi-kins, quite girls are boring girls."
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After breakfast, everyone went off doing their own thing. That meant, Crawford had locked himself in his office to start work, Nagi had glued himself to the computer, and Farfarello shut himself up in his room, (A/N - room, not cell…ROOM!!!) probably listening to his cds.
Schuldig, having nothing else to do, went and checked the mail. There was, of coarse, bills, the usual five or so love letters for him, and the latest PC gaming magazine for Nagi. Something was off, though. The one member of the household that never got anything, received a letter. /I guess it must be important. I better give it to him before I get the urge to read it./
The telepath went to Farfarello's room and knocked. When the latter answered the door, the former gave him the letter and left. Contrary to what people think, Schuldig didn't snoop into other people's business when they didn't want him to. He only did it to joke around every now and then.
The Irishman took the envelope and went to go sit on his bed. The walls and ceiling of his room were painted black and he had black light posters hanging everywhere. When he started to read, he was shocked.
*~*~*
Jei,
Please, hear me out. I am writing to say that I could help you and the rest of Schwarz, defeat Weiß. I know all of their strengths and weaknesses. If you will, meet me tonight at eight. I need to ask you something. I have this feeling that I can trust you. Come to that new club, The Pleasure World. Don't worry about finding me, I'll find you.
Phoenix
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Farfarello was now sitting at a booth in a dark corner of the club. He purposely 'forgot' to tell the others where he was going to be. He didn't even know who this person was.
The white haired man was so lost in thought, it startled him when another person slid into the seat across from him. At first this mysterious being was encased in the shadows so Farfarello couldn't see their face, but they decided to hurry up and get things over with so he moved into the light.
"You! What are you doing here?"
"I need your help. I can't defeat Weiß alone."
He wasn't so sure about this. "How do I know if I can trust you?"
"You can't know, it's just something you're gonna have to do. Besides, if you don't, I could easily go to Weiß and tell them all of your little secrets."
"Yeah, like you know anything about me. What could you tell them?"
"Oh, I know lots of things. Things like, for example, that eye patch of yours is fake. But, that's not important. How about the fact that you only act crazy, that Estet thought it would be better for you to be the one to act insane because of your scars, that you got in a car wreck by the way, that no one in Schwarz knows about any of this either…"
Farfarello had heard enough. "Ok. I'll trust you for now. I just have a couple of questions. First, why do you want to get rid of Weiß? And second, how come you signed the letter you sent me 'Phoenix'?"
"To answer your first question, if I can't get rid of them, I will always be used. One of them always abuses me. Verbally, physically, mentally, …and…sexually."
That last word was said so quietly that the knife wielding assassin almost didn't hear it. The other man continued talking.
"It happens almost every day now, and I'm getting tired of it. As for the second question, let me ask you one." Farfarello nodded. "Have you ever heard of that American movie 'Firestarter'?"
"Yeah, isn't that the one about the little girl that can start fires with her mind?" Then it donned on him. "You mean you're a pyrokenetic?"
"Yep. Here, watch this." He held his hand over the table, palm up. The Irishman watched with curiosity as the man before him started to concentrate. In no time at all, he had a small flame dancing in his hand.
"Wow, that is awesome. I always knew you were 'flaming'!" Farfarello joked. He thought for a second. 'Phoenix' is perfect for you. Another question though."
Phoenix interrupted. "So many questions. You do know that curiosity killed the cat, don't you?"
Farfarello ignored him and continued. "I was wondering if you just wanted our help, or if you wanted to join Schwarz."
"I think that I would like to join Schwarz, actually. But right now, I just want to hang out here with you if that's ok."
"Sure, what ever you want." The two enjoyed the club for the rest of the night. They even got up and danced for a while.
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While walking back to the current Schwarz residence with Phoenix, the yellow eyed man stopped in his tracks.
"What is it?"
"I was wondering…" Phoenix grinned.
"Oh great, more questions." Farfarello rolled his eyes playfully. During the few hours they spent together tonight, the pair had gotten fairly close. They decided to call each other 'Jei' and 'Phoenix', respectively.
"I was wondering," he repeated, "how much do you actually know about me, and how did you find out?"
"Everything, from you birth up until now. And you don't need to know where I get my info, I have my ways…Jane."
That embarrassed Farfarello. "Oh, so you meant EVERYTHING. Not even those old buzzards of Estet know about that."
The pair started walking again.
"So, they really think that not feeling pain is your 'gift'? Don't they know that anyone can avoid pain if they just don't think about it?"
"I guess not."
"Hey, Jei." The other man got an evil gleam in his eyes.
The white haired man did not fail to notice this and got a little worried.
"Yeah?" He asked nervously.
"There is no one around. Why don't you do it now?"
/That's what I thought he was going to ask./ "No."
"Oh, come on!"
"No."
"Please?!"
"No."
"I just want to see what she looks like."
"Fine. Just promise not to laugh."
Phoenix grinned again. "Cross my heart and hope to die…"
"Ok, here goes." Farfarello started to concentrate as he began his transformation.
Phoenix was astounded. He looked at the feet, which were slightly smaller, and worked his eyes up the woman's body that now stood before him.
The hips were a little wider and the waist waist was a bit smaller rounding out the body. On the chest, there were two perfect breasts. The face looked softer and more feminine. The hair was what got him, though. It was still that brilliant silvery/white color, but it's length was now down to the middle of the back. What was once a nice looking male, was now a beautiful female, complete with a girl's voice making cute embarrassed noises in the back of throat.
He whistled in appreciation.
"Wow, Jane looks better that I thought she would."
'Jane' blushed, not being used to getting compliments. She transformed back into Jei, and started walking again. They needed to get back and inform Crawford that they were getting a new member, although he probably already knew.
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Green Jello - Wow, one chapter finished. If anyone can guess who "Phoenix" is, I'll give ya a cookie.
Cookie Monster - Mmmmmm! Cookies!!!!!! *starts eatin' all my cookies*
Green Jello - Um, scratch that idea. ^^; Oh, btw, I *DID NOT* get the Jei/Jane thing from Ranma 1/2! It started when I drew this pic of a girl with white hair, sitting on a cliff. I played around with the pic a bit and she ended up with a blue dress and a few scars. My mom took a look at the pic and said "Hey, she looks like Farfarello." So I went online and started looking for girl's Irish names and I saw 'Jane'. I started thinking 'Jane'...'Jei', wow, they're almost the same!!!
And THAT is how I came up with the idea. ^_^ NEWayz, the next chapter should be out soon.
Disclaimer: The only thing I own in this fic is the plot of the story. (If there is one.) Everything else is © Takehito Koyasu and Project Weiß. Please, don't try to sue me for this, I'm making absolutely no money off of this fic. Besides, I don't think you would want what you would get from me anyway.
Yaoi King - Ok, this was under Green Jello's name, but she wanted me to post it under mine so her parents wouldn't find out about it. She also wanted so say that she is sorry that she lost the reviews that the nice readers left before.
Green Jello - If ya'll are readin' this again, PLEASE re-review!!!!
Yaoi King - *facefaults* DON'T SCARE ME LIKE THAT!!!!! I thought you weren't gonna be here!
Green Jello - I jest thought that I would tell my readers 'Hi.'
Yaoi King - Why me?
Green Jello - On with the fic!!!!
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~"Stop."
"Why should I?"
"Please, don't do this. I'm beg- "~
/It was just a dream./ The man thought as he sat up in his bed. /No, not a dream. It was a memory. At least I woke up before it finished this time. I can't stand it anymore. Something has to be done, before it happens again. I'm tired of being his toy./
The man got an idea. He went to his desk and started writing.
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"Good morning, Sunshine!" Schuldig said as he strolled into the kitchen. Everyone else was already up and eating breakfast.
Crawford didn't even look up from his paper when he inquired what the redhead was so happy about.
"He got some last night." Nagi replied. "Why does my room have to be right next to his." He stopped and thought a second. "Come to think of it, why don't you ever bring the quiet ones home?"
"Because, Nagi-kins, quite girls are boring girls."
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After breakfast, everyone went off doing their own thing. That meant, Crawford had locked himself in his office to start work, Nagi had glued himself to the computer, and Farfarello shut himself up in his room, (A/N - room, not cell…ROOM!!!) probably listening to his cds.
Schuldig, having nothing else to do, went and checked the mail. There was, of coarse, bills, the usual five or so love letters for him, and the latest PC gaming magazine for Nagi. Something was off, though. The one member of the household that never got anything, received a letter. /I guess it must be important. I better give it to him before I get the urge to read it./
The telepath went to Farfarello's room and knocked. When the latter answered the door, the former gave him the letter and left. Contrary to what people think, Schuldig didn't snoop into other people's business when they didn't want him to. He only did it to joke around every now and then.
The Irishman took the envelope and went to go sit on his bed. The walls and ceiling of his room were painted black and he had black light posters hanging everywhere. When he started to read, he was shocked.
*~*~*
Jei,
Please, hear me out. I am writing to say that I could help you and the rest of Schwarz, defeat Weiß. I know all of their strengths and weaknesses. If you will, meet me tonight at eight. I need to ask you something. I have this feeling that I can trust you. Come to that new club, The Pleasure World. Don't worry about finding me, I'll find you.
Phoenix
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Farfarello was now sitting at a booth in a dark corner of the club. He purposely 'forgot' to tell the others where he was going to be. He didn't even know who this person was.
The white haired man was so lost in thought, it startled him when another person slid into the seat across from him. At first this mysterious being was encased in the shadows so Farfarello couldn't see their face, but they decided to hurry up and get things over with so he moved into the light.
"You! What are you doing here?"
"I need your help. I can't defeat Weiß alone."
He wasn't so sure about this. "How do I know if I can trust you?"
"You can't know, it's just something you're gonna have to do. Besides, if you don't, I could easily go to Weiß and tell them all of your little secrets."
"Yeah, like you know anything about me. What could you tell them?"
"Oh, I know lots of things. Things like, for example, that eye patch of yours is fake. But, that's not important. How about the fact that you only act crazy, that Estet thought it would be better for you to be the one to act insane because of your scars, that you got in a car wreck by the way, that no one in Schwarz knows about any of this either…"
Farfarello had heard enough. "Ok. I'll trust you for now. I just have a couple of questions. First, why do you want to get rid of Weiß? And second, how come you signed the letter you sent me 'Phoenix'?"
"To answer your first question, if I can't get rid of them, I will always be used. One of them always abuses me. Verbally, physically, mentally, …and…sexually."
That last word was said so quietly that the knife wielding assassin almost didn't hear it. The other man continued talking.
"It happens almost every day now, and I'm getting tired of it. As for the second question, let me ask you one." Farfarello nodded. "Have you ever heard of that American movie 'Firestarter'?"
"Yeah, isn't that the one about the little girl that can start fires with her mind?" Then it donned on him. "You mean you're a pyrokenetic?"
"Yep. Here, watch this." He held his hand over the table, palm up. The Irishman watched with curiosity as the man before him started to concentrate. In no time at all, he had a small flame dancing in his hand.
"Wow, that is awesome. I always knew you were 'flaming'!" Farfarello joked. He thought for a second. 'Phoenix' is perfect for you. Another question though."
Phoenix interrupted. "So many questions. You do know that curiosity killed the cat, don't you?"
Farfarello ignored him and continued. "I was wondering if you just wanted our help, or if you wanted to join Schwarz."
"I think that I would like to join Schwarz, actually. But right now, I just want to hang out here with you if that's ok."
"Sure, what ever you want." The two enjoyed the club for the rest of the night. They even got up and danced for a while.
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While walking back to the current Schwarz residence with Phoenix, the yellow eyed man stopped in his tracks.
"What is it?"
"I was wondering…" Phoenix grinned.
"Oh great, more questions." Farfarello rolled his eyes playfully. During the few hours they spent together tonight, the pair had gotten fairly close. They decided to call each other 'Jei' and 'Phoenix', respectively.
"I was wondering," he repeated, "how much do you actually know about me, and how did you find out?"
"Everything, from you birth up until now. And you don't need to know where I get my info, I have my ways…Jane."
That embarrassed Farfarello. "Oh, so you meant EVERYTHING. Not even those old buzzards of Estet know about that."
The pair started walking again.
"So, they really think that not feeling pain is your 'gift'? Don't they know that anyone can avoid pain if they just don't think about it?"
"I guess not."
"Hey, Jei." The other man got an evil gleam in his eyes.
The white haired man did not fail to notice this and got a little worried.
"Yeah?" He asked nervously.
"There is no one around. Why don't you do it now?"
/That's what I thought he was going to ask./ "No."
"Oh, come on!"
"No."
"Please?!"
"No."
"I just want to see what she looks like."
"Fine. Just promise not to laugh."
Phoenix grinned again. "Cross my heart and hope to die…"
"Ok, here goes." Farfarello started to concentrate as he began his transformation.
Phoenix was astounded. He looked at the feet, which were slightly smaller, and worked his eyes up the woman's body that now stood before him.
The hips were a little wider and the waist waist was a bit smaller rounding out the body. On the chest, there were two perfect breasts. The face looked softer and more feminine. The hair was what got him, though. It was still that brilliant silvery/white color, but it's length was now down to the middle of the back. What was once a nice looking male, was now a beautiful female, complete with a girl's voice making cute embarrassed noises in the back of throat.
He whistled in appreciation.
"Wow, Jane looks better that I thought she would."
'Jane' blushed, not being used to getting compliments. She transformed back into Jei, and started walking again. They needed to get back and inform Crawford that they were getting a new member, although he probably already knew.
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Green Jello - Wow, one chapter finished. If anyone can guess who "Phoenix" is, I'll give ya a cookie.
Cookie Monster - Mmmmmm! Cookies!!!!!! *starts eatin' all my cookies*
Green Jello - Um, scratch that idea. ^^; Oh, btw, I *DID NOT* get the Jei/Jane thing from Ranma 1/2! It started when I drew this pic of a girl with white hair, sitting on a cliff. I played around with the pic a bit and she ended up with a blue dress and a few scars. My mom took a look at the pic and said "Hey, she looks like Farfarello." So I went online and started looking for girl's Irish names and I saw 'Jane'. I started thinking 'Jane'...'Jei', wow, they're almost the same!!!
And THAT is how I came up with the idea. ^_^ NEWayz, the next chapter should be out soon.