Disclaimer: I don't own WK as much as I may wish I did…so don't go sueing me 'cause all you'll get is about twelve cents.

Weiss Kreuz Divided

Prologue: Why Do I Feel This Way? Who Knows…

Omi Tsukiyono: a genki Bishounen who can be found either at the high school or making arrangements at the Koneko flower shop, always with a constant smile on his face.

If I were in a dictionary, that would be my definition. My name is Omi Tsukiyono. I am 18 years old and I work at the Koneko flower shop during the day. However, by night, I am the leader and information specialist for the assassin group called Weiss. I know what you're thinking, "Aren't you too young to be the leader of an assassin group?" The truth is that I've been killing for a lot longer than the other guys have. Aya, Ken, and Yohji all came into the assassin line of work only a few years ago. I started the day that Persia rescued me from my kidnappers. That day, he started to train me and teach me everything that I now know, everything that is my way of life.

To look at me, you would never guess that I'm the leader of our group. Most people just assume that Aya is our leader, but when you think about it, that's a definite advantage to me. No one would consider going after the baby of the group to gain information about Weiss or Kritiker, even if I do know more about both organizations than Aya can ever hope to learn.

At this moment in time, all I want to do is get far away from here; to go someplace where I can sort out all of my emotions. I'm not really sure what it is that is bothering me, but I need to do something about it so that I'm not distracted, especially if a mission should come up. I certainly don't want to endanger my team members; they are my friends, my family, and I will fight in order to keep them safe.

I sigh as I think about the other three. Just recently, Aya, Ken, and Yohji finally realized that they all had feelings for each other and are now are a part of a rather interesting threesome. However, no matter how odd others might think it is, it is clear to see that they love each other very much.

I'm happy for them, really I am. I'm glad that they all have each other, but at the same time, I can't help but feel a little jealous because I don't have someone to help me through my tough times. Even if I did, it is very doubtful that they would understand why. I couldn't exactly tell them that I was an assassin, that wouldn't be permitted as a matter of security to Kritiker.

I sigh again as I turn back to my computer screen. The reason that I'm holed up down here in the mission room, sitting at my computer trying to gather any random information that will keep my mind off of the fact that I don't have somebody to hold me during these lonely hours. Of course, then there is the fact that even though I am all the way in the basement, I can still hear tell tale moans and whimpers coming from upstairs and that certainly doesn't help me to feel any better about my lack of a boyfriend. I sigh and slip my headphones on as the noise intensifies. "I'm happy for you guys. To have someone to really love and care for you even though we are what we are," I think to myself before turning on my CD and continuing my information search.