Disclaimer: I don't own any of Weiss Kreuz. They all belong to Koyasu Takehito and Project WeiB. Except for my original characters Jack and Vicky and Vicky's husband.
// = thoughts
""= Japanese
"//" = English
*** = flashback
It was a regular day in the Kitty in the House. Except for the fact they had a very unusual customer. He didn't look like Japanese, because he had on a very baggy pair of jeans and a tank top with an open shirt over the tank. He looked American or that was the blond's assumption. The blond was Yoji(1) Kudou. As usually Yoji yelled to the others in the shop that he had to go because he had a date that night.
Ken Hidaka wasn't listening to Yoji because he kept giving Aya strange looks. /Since when did Ran(2) know English?/
"/Thank you, sir. Please come again!/" Aya Fujimiya yelled. /I hope no one notices my English./
Just then, Omi Tsukiyono asked Aya, "Yo, Aya where did you learn English?"
Aya never heard Omi's question, for his mind was somewhere else. It was in a jumble of memories he kept to himself. He never told anybody about them, not even his lover, Ken.
***
A little boy about the age of 5 ran to his mommy for comfort. He was a little shorter then most boys his age. He had vibrant fire red hair and dark amethyst eyes. His skin was a unique shade of white. Something that he inherited from his father. Along with the eyes and hair, the only thing he inherited from his mother was her body form and her beauty.
"/WHERE ARE YOU?!?!?!/" a voice yelled from the hallway. "/I'LL FIND YOU SOONER OR LATER YOU LITTLE BRAT!!!!/"
"/Mommy, I didn't do anything./" sobbed the little boy.
"/Shhh, I know. Everything will be fine as long as mommy's here./" she said to her little boy. /If only everything could be fine./
"/It will?/" inquired her son, while wiping away his tears.
"/Yes, it will, Alex. Just you wait and see. For now, why don't you go to your room./" instructed his mother.
***
Then, Aya was jolted out of daze by Ken's voice calling him. "Hello, Earth to Aya? Come in Aya? Could Aya please come down back to Earth?"
"Huh? Shitsureishimashita(3), Ken. Did you say something?"
"Yeah... we have a new customer and he wants a special order. I thought you could take care of it."
"Sure...." That's when Aya's eyes saw the new customer. He turned pale white. He looked like a ghost. His eyes were wide with fear. His mind was clouded with confusion and the sudden rush of adrenaline to get out as fast as he could. "I'm sorry, Ken. I can't. I have to go."
"But, Aya..." with that he walked out of the door. /What the HECK just happened?!?!?!/ Ken was more probably confused then Aya. He was also more scared. He never once, for as long as he knew Aya, has he seen sheer, genuine fear. Ken, of course, saw fear when he, himself, was wounded on an assignment or when something happened to Aya (his sister Aya not him Aya). But, that couldn't be it because Aya died two years ago. She was killed by Schwartz, all their effort seemed to be in vain. Ken remembered the fear in his lover's eyes. He was afraid to live and then Ken admitted his love to him. Everything was ok until this stranger walked in.
"/Excuse me, is Alex Huntington, here?/" the customer asked.
"Sumanai(4), I don't understand English." Ken replied.
"Shitsureishimashita, Japanese, right?"
"Yes, please. Now, what did you ask?"
"I was wondering if Ran Fujimiya was here?"
/Yep, he was definitely American./ "He works here, but he had to leave...to meet with someone."
"Oh, I see. I shall check back tomorrow then, and can I have a dozen long stem roses?"
"Here you go and have a nice day."
As soon as the man leaves, Omi remarks on how bad Ken is at making excuses. "That was one of the lamest excuses I have ever heard."
"What was I supposed to say Omi. That Aya had to all of the sudden leave for reasons I don't know." Ken mocked back.
"Ok, I give up." Omi said while putting his hands up. Then he saw Ken's worried face. It was getting dark and this was late ever for Aya to go take a walk. Ever, since the last battle with Schwartz and the loss of his sister, he never took very long walks. "Don't worry, Kenken, I'm sure he'll be back soon."
"I hope you're right Omi. 'Cuz, I'm not. I saw fear in his eyes. Real fear. I never saw anything like that before..."
"Why don't we close shop. It's getting to be that time anyway. I don't think Aya or Yoji would mind if we close up a little early."
"You're right. I'm probably worrying about nothing. There is so much about Aya I don't of and yet, there is so much he knows about me."
"Give him time. And, I'm sure he'll tell you when he wants to. We all have a dark pasts."
"You're right, again Omi. I know he'll tell me when he thinks it right."
It was now, 3 in the morning and Ken hadn't gotten a bit of sleep. Yoji walked down stairs he was shocked to see Ken sitting in the kitchen. "What are you doing up at this hour?"
"He's not home yet, Yoji. Where could he be?"
"What do you mean?"
"Oh, yeah, you wouldn't have known. Aya left the shop this afternoon and he hasn't come back since then."
"Oh," were the only words he could think of saying. He looked over at Ken. His eyes were blood shocked and he had dark rings under them. /Man, were are you Aya? You know how Ken worries over you./ "Ken, why don't you go to bed and I'll wake you up if he comes home. Ok?"
Ken was so tired that he couldn't argue. Yoji watched him retire to his room (or his and Aya's) /Aya, where could you be? And, what made you leave and walk out like this?/ Yoji knew Aya wasn't one to just walk out of the shop all of the sudden. He knew it had to be something major and what that something was he just couldn't fathom.
Mean while at the park, some where extremely far from the Kitty in the House sat Aya. /I thought he was dead!!! Why did he have come back and ruin my life now?!?!/
***
"/COME HERE YOU LITTLE BRAT!!/" a man with red hair and a hard, dark, violet eyes.
"/I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING!!!/" sobbed the child.
"/YOU LEAVE HIM ALONE!!/" a women with Asian features yelled back.
"/YOU STAY OUT OF THIS YOU WHORE!!! I CAN TREAT HIM ANY WAY I WANT!! HE'S MY SON (the man punched the child in the stomach) AND I CAN DO ANYTHING I WANT YOU BITCH!!!!!/" he yelled drunkenly.
"/Please, Daddy stop?!?! (the child was hit over and over again) Please just stop?!?!/" he pleaded
After about 3 hours the man finally left. The woman ran to her son for she was thrown into the kitchen pantry (which was about the size of a small walk in closet) an hour before. She cradled the broken and bloodied child in her arms. /HOW COULD HE DO THAT TO HIS SON!?!?!?! HE'S HIS OWN FLESH AND BLOOD!?!?!?! HOW COULD I HAVE MARRIED SUCH A DRUNKEN BASTARD!?!?!?!/ "/Shhhhhh, everything will be all right. Alex, honey, just you wait and see./"
"/Mommy, it hurts to open my eyes./" His father had beaten him till his son was black and blue. He had blood dripping down his face.
"/I know. I know/" /HE COULD HAVE GIVEN YOU A BREAK!!! BUT THAT BASTARD OF A FATHER OF YOURS...../
"/MOMMY!!!/" the voice pierced the silence. "/MOMMY, *cough* I DON'T WANT TO DIE!!! *cough* I DON'T WANT TO cough* DIE!!! I don't *cough* want to die!! *cough* /"
/SHIT!!!! HE'S COUGHING UP BLOOD!!!! WHAT I AM I GOING TO DO!?!??!/ "/Shh, clam down, Alex. Everything will be fine. Mommy's going to take you to the doctor. Do you understand?/"
Alex would have answered if he weren't coughing up his life's blood. She quickly but gently picked up her child. /How am I going to get him to the hospital, drive the car, and hold him and tell him everything's all right?!? I go it! I'll call my mother! No, that won't work; he'll trace us. Wait!! No, it's too risky.../ She took one look at her son, if she didn't take the risk; she could have risked losing her son. /I have to call him. He's our last hope./ "/Hello?/"
"/Hello, this is Jack. Who is calling?/" A man said with a deep voice.
"/Jack, thank goodness your home./" said with relief.
"/Vicky?!? Is that you?/"
"/Yes, it is. Listen, there's no time to chat. I'm in deep trouble..../"
"/Since, when are you not in trouble?/" he said sarcastically.
"/LISTEN!!! This is serious. I have to get my son to the hospital or he'll.../"
"/Hang on! I'm on my way./"
/Come on, Jack. You have to make it./ She looked down at the boy. By the way he looked, she would have guessed he had a mild concussion, a few broken ribs, and internal bleeding along with all the scrapes and bruises. She wasn't the top nurse (studying to be a doctor) for nothing. /Come on, Jack, I know you can drive faster than that./ Just as she thought that, she heard the door bell ring.
"/How is he?/"
"/Take a look yourself./" as she held Alex closer to her.
"/He's not doing to well is he?/"
"/He won't be doing well at all if we keep standing here talking!!!/"
They got into the car and drove like a mad man all the way to the hospital. Neither one of them say a word. Only, Vicky did to clam or reassure Alex. They were both scared for the child or was it they were both scared of the truth behind the child. Either way, neither one of them have much time to think because they were at the hospital, already.
"/WE NEED HELP AND FAST!!/" shouted Jack.
"/Sir could you please.... oh my god. Quick get Dr. Zimmerman!!!!! It's Alex Huntington!!!/" the nurse behind the desk yelled.
"/Can you tell me what happened?/" asked Dr. Zimmerman.
"/His father.../" was the short reply Vicky gave.
"/I understand. Don't say another word. Ok people, I need a trauma room ASAP!!/"
"/Trauma room number 3 is open!/" yelled one of the nurses.
They rushed Alex in to the room. He was in surgery for close to three hours. Then the surgeon came out and gave the report. "/I'm going to be very brief. He went into cardiac arrest once. He, also, almost flat lined. If you haven't had got him here, when you did he might not have made it. Right now, he's on a respirator and we are monitoring his condition. I wish I could say he is out of danger.../"
That's when Vicky broke down. She couldn't take it. She didn't want to know the rest of the report. All she wanted to see was her son. She wanted to see him for herself. "/Can I go see him?/"
"/Yes, I'll have Dr. Zimmerman show you the way. I think he has a few questions to ask you./"
"/Thank you./"
"/So... are you going to tell him who he's real father is?/" Jack inquired.
"/I don't know. I know I should. Then, he would know why his father hates him so much. I just don't know how to tell him. I don't know how to tell him that he was an accident. He wasn't supposed to be born and I wasn't supposed to fall in love with my husband's twin brother. How do you tell that to a child who's in the ICU?/"
"/I don't know, Vicky. I do know... you should get a divorcee from my brother./"
"/WHAT!?!? Are you insane?!?! He could hunt Alex and me down until the world was destroyed!!!! I can't just give him divorcee papers and say I don't love you but I love your brother!!!/"
"/I know. We should tell him and we should talk about this later. Dr. Zimmerman is coming./"
***
1. I don't care if you spell it Yohji!! I like spelling it Yoji. To me it looks better.
2. If you haven't seen the anime. Aya's real name is Ran. The guy not the girl!
3. I'm sorry
4. Sorry
// = thoughts
""= Japanese
"//" = English
*** = flashback
It was a regular day in the Kitty in the House. Except for the fact they had a very unusual customer. He didn't look like Japanese, because he had on a very baggy pair of jeans and a tank top with an open shirt over the tank. He looked American or that was the blond's assumption. The blond was Yoji(1) Kudou. As usually Yoji yelled to the others in the shop that he had to go because he had a date that night.
Ken Hidaka wasn't listening to Yoji because he kept giving Aya strange looks. /Since when did Ran(2) know English?/
"/Thank you, sir. Please come again!/" Aya Fujimiya yelled. /I hope no one notices my English./
Just then, Omi Tsukiyono asked Aya, "Yo, Aya where did you learn English?"
Aya never heard Omi's question, for his mind was somewhere else. It was in a jumble of memories he kept to himself. He never told anybody about them, not even his lover, Ken.
***
A little boy about the age of 5 ran to his mommy for comfort. He was a little shorter then most boys his age. He had vibrant fire red hair and dark amethyst eyes. His skin was a unique shade of white. Something that he inherited from his father. Along with the eyes and hair, the only thing he inherited from his mother was her body form and her beauty.
"/WHERE ARE YOU?!?!?!/" a voice yelled from the hallway. "/I'LL FIND YOU SOONER OR LATER YOU LITTLE BRAT!!!!/"
"/Mommy, I didn't do anything./" sobbed the little boy.
"/Shhh, I know. Everything will be fine as long as mommy's here./" she said to her little boy. /If only everything could be fine./
"/It will?/" inquired her son, while wiping away his tears.
"/Yes, it will, Alex. Just you wait and see. For now, why don't you go to your room./" instructed his mother.
***
Then, Aya was jolted out of daze by Ken's voice calling him. "Hello, Earth to Aya? Come in Aya? Could Aya please come down back to Earth?"
"Huh? Shitsureishimashita(3), Ken. Did you say something?"
"Yeah... we have a new customer and he wants a special order. I thought you could take care of it."
"Sure...." That's when Aya's eyes saw the new customer. He turned pale white. He looked like a ghost. His eyes were wide with fear. His mind was clouded with confusion and the sudden rush of adrenaline to get out as fast as he could. "I'm sorry, Ken. I can't. I have to go."
"But, Aya..." with that he walked out of the door. /What the HECK just happened?!?!?!/ Ken was more probably confused then Aya. He was also more scared. He never once, for as long as he knew Aya, has he seen sheer, genuine fear. Ken, of course, saw fear when he, himself, was wounded on an assignment or when something happened to Aya (his sister Aya not him Aya). But, that couldn't be it because Aya died two years ago. She was killed by Schwartz, all their effort seemed to be in vain. Ken remembered the fear in his lover's eyes. He was afraid to live and then Ken admitted his love to him. Everything was ok until this stranger walked in.
"/Excuse me, is Alex Huntington, here?/" the customer asked.
"Sumanai(4), I don't understand English." Ken replied.
"Shitsureishimashita, Japanese, right?"
"Yes, please. Now, what did you ask?"
"I was wondering if Ran Fujimiya was here?"
/Yep, he was definitely American./ "He works here, but he had to leave...to meet with someone."
"Oh, I see. I shall check back tomorrow then, and can I have a dozen long stem roses?"
"Here you go and have a nice day."
As soon as the man leaves, Omi remarks on how bad Ken is at making excuses. "That was one of the lamest excuses I have ever heard."
"What was I supposed to say Omi. That Aya had to all of the sudden leave for reasons I don't know." Ken mocked back.
"Ok, I give up." Omi said while putting his hands up. Then he saw Ken's worried face. It was getting dark and this was late ever for Aya to go take a walk. Ever, since the last battle with Schwartz and the loss of his sister, he never took very long walks. "Don't worry, Kenken, I'm sure he'll be back soon."
"I hope you're right Omi. 'Cuz, I'm not. I saw fear in his eyes. Real fear. I never saw anything like that before..."
"Why don't we close shop. It's getting to be that time anyway. I don't think Aya or Yoji would mind if we close up a little early."
"You're right. I'm probably worrying about nothing. There is so much about Aya I don't of and yet, there is so much he knows about me."
"Give him time. And, I'm sure he'll tell you when he wants to. We all have a dark pasts."
"You're right, again Omi. I know he'll tell me when he thinks it right."
It was now, 3 in the morning and Ken hadn't gotten a bit of sleep. Yoji walked down stairs he was shocked to see Ken sitting in the kitchen. "What are you doing up at this hour?"
"He's not home yet, Yoji. Where could he be?"
"What do you mean?"
"Oh, yeah, you wouldn't have known. Aya left the shop this afternoon and he hasn't come back since then."
"Oh," were the only words he could think of saying. He looked over at Ken. His eyes were blood shocked and he had dark rings under them. /Man, were are you Aya? You know how Ken worries over you./ "Ken, why don't you go to bed and I'll wake you up if he comes home. Ok?"
Ken was so tired that he couldn't argue. Yoji watched him retire to his room (or his and Aya's) /Aya, where could you be? And, what made you leave and walk out like this?/ Yoji knew Aya wasn't one to just walk out of the shop all of the sudden. He knew it had to be something major and what that something was he just couldn't fathom.
Mean while at the park, some where extremely far from the Kitty in the House sat Aya. /I thought he was dead!!! Why did he have come back and ruin my life now?!?!/
***
"/COME HERE YOU LITTLE BRAT!!/" a man with red hair and a hard, dark, violet eyes.
"/I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING!!!/" sobbed the child.
"/YOU LEAVE HIM ALONE!!/" a women with Asian features yelled back.
"/YOU STAY OUT OF THIS YOU WHORE!!! I CAN TREAT HIM ANY WAY I WANT!! HE'S MY SON (the man punched the child in the stomach) AND I CAN DO ANYTHING I WANT YOU BITCH!!!!!/" he yelled drunkenly.
"/Please, Daddy stop?!?! (the child was hit over and over again) Please just stop?!?!/" he pleaded
After about 3 hours the man finally left. The woman ran to her son for she was thrown into the kitchen pantry (which was about the size of a small walk in closet) an hour before. She cradled the broken and bloodied child in her arms. /HOW COULD HE DO THAT TO HIS SON!?!?!?! HE'S HIS OWN FLESH AND BLOOD!?!?!?! HOW COULD I HAVE MARRIED SUCH A DRUNKEN BASTARD!?!?!?!/ "/Shhhhhh, everything will be all right. Alex, honey, just you wait and see./"
"/Mommy, it hurts to open my eyes./" His father had beaten him till his son was black and blue. He had blood dripping down his face.
"/I know. I know/" /HE COULD HAVE GIVEN YOU A BREAK!!! BUT THAT BASTARD OF A FATHER OF YOURS...../
"/MOMMY!!!/" the voice pierced the silence. "/MOMMY, *cough* I DON'T WANT TO DIE!!! *cough* I DON'T WANT TO cough* DIE!!! I don't *cough* want to die!! *cough* /"
/SHIT!!!! HE'S COUGHING UP BLOOD!!!! WHAT I AM I GOING TO DO!?!??!/ "/Shh, clam down, Alex. Everything will be fine. Mommy's going to take you to the doctor. Do you understand?/"
Alex would have answered if he weren't coughing up his life's blood. She quickly but gently picked up her child. /How am I going to get him to the hospital, drive the car, and hold him and tell him everything's all right?!? I go it! I'll call my mother! No, that won't work; he'll trace us. Wait!! No, it's too risky.../ She took one look at her son, if she didn't take the risk; she could have risked losing her son. /I have to call him. He's our last hope./ "/Hello?/"
"/Hello, this is Jack. Who is calling?/" A man said with a deep voice.
"/Jack, thank goodness your home./" said with relief.
"/Vicky?!? Is that you?/"
"/Yes, it is. Listen, there's no time to chat. I'm in deep trouble..../"
"/Since, when are you not in trouble?/" he said sarcastically.
"/LISTEN!!! This is serious. I have to get my son to the hospital or he'll.../"
"/Hang on! I'm on my way./"
/Come on, Jack. You have to make it./ She looked down at the boy. By the way he looked, she would have guessed he had a mild concussion, a few broken ribs, and internal bleeding along with all the scrapes and bruises. She wasn't the top nurse (studying to be a doctor) for nothing. /Come on, Jack, I know you can drive faster than that./ Just as she thought that, she heard the door bell ring.
"/How is he?/"
"/Take a look yourself./" as she held Alex closer to her.
"/He's not doing to well is he?/"
"/He won't be doing well at all if we keep standing here talking!!!/"
They got into the car and drove like a mad man all the way to the hospital. Neither one of them say a word. Only, Vicky did to clam or reassure Alex. They were both scared for the child or was it they were both scared of the truth behind the child. Either way, neither one of them have much time to think because they were at the hospital, already.
"/WE NEED HELP AND FAST!!/" shouted Jack.
"/Sir could you please.... oh my god. Quick get Dr. Zimmerman!!!!! It's Alex Huntington!!!/" the nurse behind the desk yelled.
"/Can you tell me what happened?/" asked Dr. Zimmerman.
"/His father.../" was the short reply Vicky gave.
"/I understand. Don't say another word. Ok people, I need a trauma room ASAP!!/"
"/Trauma room number 3 is open!/" yelled one of the nurses.
They rushed Alex in to the room. He was in surgery for close to three hours. Then the surgeon came out and gave the report. "/I'm going to be very brief. He went into cardiac arrest once. He, also, almost flat lined. If you haven't had got him here, when you did he might not have made it. Right now, he's on a respirator and we are monitoring his condition. I wish I could say he is out of danger.../"
That's when Vicky broke down. She couldn't take it. She didn't want to know the rest of the report. All she wanted to see was her son. She wanted to see him for herself. "/Can I go see him?/"
"/Yes, I'll have Dr. Zimmerman show you the way. I think he has a few questions to ask you./"
"/Thank you./"
"/So... are you going to tell him who he's real father is?/" Jack inquired.
"/I don't know. I know I should. Then, he would know why his father hates him so much. I just don't know how to tell him. I don't know how to tell him that he was an accident. He wasn't supposed to be born and I wasn't supposed to fall in love with my husband's twin brother. How do you tell that to a child who's in the ICU?/"
"/I don't know, Vicky. I do know... you should get a divorcee from my brother./"
"/WHAT!?!? Are you insane?!?! He could hunt Alex and me down until the world was destroyed!!!! I can't just give him divorcee papers and say I don't love you but I love your brother!!!/"
"/I know. We should tell him and we should talk about this later. Dr. Zimmerman is coming./"
***
1. I don't care if you spell it Yohji!! I like spelling it Yoji. To me it looks better.
2. If you haven't seen the anime. Aya's real name is Ran. The guy not the girl!
3. I'm sorry
4. Sorry