Yay, a new series I've been thinking about and obsessing over for the past couple of weeks! Obviously, as the title suggests, everyone's favourite Schwarz assassins are a little different in this series! It's set a few years back: Crawford is 21 (so he's not a kid;), Schu is 16, Farf is 14, and Nagi is 9. This series is complete and totally filled with lots of fluffy goodness, as it's mostly a shounen-ai story, but it will have its moments of angsty goodness, mostly revolving around an insecure Schuldich and some mean school kids. But anyhow, I don't wanna spoil anything, so read and review it! Pleases?? I will love you eternally! :D Oh yes, this series was totally inspired by the Tears For Fears greatest hits album "Tears Roll Down"; and series title "Sowing The Seeds Of Love" obviously comes from the TFF song of the same name, which was a big inspiration to this story. Enjoy!
Schwarz Kids: The Younger Years
Series title: Sowing The Seeds Of Love
Part 1: Happy Together
Five more seconds, four, three, two one BRRRRIIIINGGGGG
Schuldich jumped up from his desk, throwing his books into his schoolbag, not bothering to push in his chair as he made for the classroom door.
"Now don't forget everyone to have read the next two chapters for next week! No excuses!" The voice of their teacher going through one ear to the other, the rest of the teenagers in the redhead's class seemed to tune her out as they also made for the exit. The school was packed with kids everywhere, shuffling through the halls and falling out of classrooms, opening lockers and horsing around. The sixteen-year-old German quickly walked down the halls, stopping at his locker to deposit any unnecessary books for the weekend. He felt a hand thump across his back, turning his head as he clicked his lock shut.
"Hey Red what you up to this weekend?" The smiling, goofy face of a lanky blonde haired boy stared at him, leaning against a locker next to Schuldich's. Red was a nickname most of the sixteen-year-olds' friends called him, an obvious reference to his hair. Schuldich slung his bag over his shoulder, shrugging his shoulders.
"Not sure."
"Cause Mikey Miller was talking about how his parents might let him bring some of his friends out on their boat to go cruising! You interested?" Schuldich shuddered at the thought; he wasn't a big fan of the water. He never had learned how to swim, and while it was easy for a girl to cutely ask some guy she has a crush on to teach her how to swim, it wasn't quite so simple for a guy. People would only say stupid stuff and joke about it, and the redhead wasn't quite so interested at being the butt-end of many jokes this weekend.
"I think I'll have to pass on that one." He started off down the hall, his blonde friend running a few steps to catch up with him.
"Are you coming to practice on Sunday?" Schuldich was on the school soccer team, who had a rather important game coming up in the next week, and had extra practice this weekend. Schuldich nodded in agreement.
"I'll be there! Not that I need the extra practice or anything, but you know, just for moral support for the rest of you." Schuldich winked at his friend, pushing his way past a group of kids lingering next to their lockers. The German was one of the stars of the team, his extreme speed a veritable asset. He also just faintly used his telepathic powers to intimidate his opponents from blocking him too often, but no one knew about that aside from him. He wasn't about to announce it either; he'd probably be locked up for insanity. He chuckled to himself thinking about it, as he rounded the corner, now facing the front exit to the school.
"Well you don't have to shove it in my face all the time how good you are! You're just a genetic freak, you know that?" Schuldich grinned at his friend, as the comment was more appropriate than the blonde realized. They shoved their way through the front doors, standing on the school steps and staring down into the parking lot of their high school. The high school was adjoined to the junior high, which evidently caused many problems. Schuldich shook his head as he saw one of said problems arising down below. He turned to his blonde friend, saying a quick goodbye and he skipped down the stairs.
"Hey freak boy! I heard you beat up my little brother yesterday, care to explain about that?" A tall and rather large boy in grade twelve stared down at the much smaller silver haired eighth grader in front of him, trying his best to be intimidating. The fourteen year old laughed at the older boy, rolling his one good eye.
"What are you going to do about it? Beat me up? Ha, welcome to expulsion, then to jail you idiot. You're eighteen, right?" The bigger boy, taken aback, nodded. "See you moron, at eighteen you are legally considered an adult. I am not. You beat me up, and it's child abuse. Child abuse equals jail time. You still wanna talk about your brother?" Schuldich shook his head as he approached the two, as the older boys' friends were starting to look highly annoyed.
"Troy leave him alone, he's a punk and doesn't know any better." Schuldich walked up to the fourteen year old, smacking him across the head playfully as he grinned back at the older boy.
"Oh shit Red, I forgot the kid's your cousin. You should teach him not to go beating up little kids." Schuldich smirked back at the tall blonde.
"And my what a fine example you set Troy! See you at practice Sunday!" Schuldich grabbed hold of silver haired troublemaker, the two boys on their way to the elementary school down the road.
"Geez Farfie, you just go looking for trouble don't you?" Schuldich slung his arm around the younger boys' shoulders, as Farfie grinned at him.
"No Schu, trouble finds me. I make myself more than available though." They both laughed, as the number of older kids dissipated, and the number of little kids grew. They quickly approached Greenvale Elementary School, the numerous screams and laughter of young kids surrounding them. Farfie slung an arm around Schuldich's waist, scrunching his face in mock fear. "Hold me Schu, I'm scared of the gremlins!" Schuldich laughed, as Farfarello made faces at the little kids who stared at him, sending them quickly running away. They stopped, taking their time to survey the playground. Over on the monkey bars, they found their target.
"Nagi!" Schuldich called to their youngest "cousin", as the nine year old looked up excitedly, saying goodbye to his friends as he ran across the playground, plastering himself to the redhead's leg.
"Schu! Guess what I did today??" Schuldich looked down at the excited nine year old, whose grin was nearly splitting his face in two.
"What did you do today Nagi Naoe?"
"I made a chalkboard eraser float when the teacher wasn't looking!" Nagi giggled, looking around to make sure no one had heard. Schuldich and Farfarello shook their heads, both of them reaching to ruffle Nagi's hair.
"Way to go Nagi! Did anyone know it was you?" The youngest boy shook his head, still grinning wildly. The two older boys laughed.
"Just don't tell Crawford that! You know how he is about those things. But good for you though!" Schuldich professed his pride in Nagi's willingness to use his powers for his own amusement, that's how Schuldich continually got good grades after all. Almost as if on cue, a black jeep pulled up, a certain black haired twenty one year old man getting out. He walked around to the front, looking around the schoolyard. Nagi's eyes found him first, the nine-year-old taking off for him.
"Braddy!!" Crawford's eyes latched onto the excited nine-year-old running towards him; as he scooped down to pick Nagi up.
"How's my favourite little nine year old today?" Nagi cuddled into Crawford's arms, planting a big kiss on Crawford's cheek.
"Awesome!! How was your day Braddy-san?" Crawford recounted the boredom that had been his day, watching as his favourite assassin-in-the-making walked towards him. Brad found himself lost in Schuldich's killer smile. Brad held Nagi up with one arm, the other arm sliding around his young boyfriend's shoulders, planting a little kiss on the redhead's forehead.
"Well hello my favourite little redhead, did you miss me today?" Schuldich smiled up at Crawford, hugging the American tightly.
"I always miss you Bradley! I saved Farfie from imminent death today by the way, you can thank me later." Farfarello shot Schuldich a scowl, as Brad's hand reached out to grab his chin.
"You! Always the troublemaker aren't ya?" Farfarello grinned, shrugging his shoulders.
"Someone has to be, might as well be me." Brad set Nagi down, planting one last kiss on Schuldich's cheek before the four of them got into his jeep.
"So, who wants to go out for supper tonight? I don't feel like cooking." Everyone agreed, Nagi pleading to go to McDonald's, so he could get ice cream too. Crawford okayed the idea, not feeling like anything special tonight.
End chapter 1
Schwarz Kids: The Younger Years
Series title: Sowing The Seeds Of Love
Part 1: Happy Together
Five more seconds, four, three, two one BRRRRIIIINGGGGG
Schuldich jumped up from his desk, throwing his books into his schoolbag, not bothering to push in his chair as he made for the classroom door.
"Now don't forget everyone to have read the next two chapters for next week! No excuses!" The voice of their teacher going through one ear to the other, the rest of the teenagers in the redhead's class seemed to tune her out as they also made for the exit. The school was packed with kids everywhere, shuffling through the halls and falling out of classrooms, opening lockers and horsing around. The sixteen-year-old German quickly walked down the halls, stopping at his locker to deposit any unnecessary books for the weekend. He felt a hand thump across his back, turning his head as he clicked his lock shut.
"Hey Red what you up to this weekend?" The smiling, goofy face of a lanky blonde haired boy stared at him, leaning against a locker next to Schuldich's. Red was a nickname most of the sixteen-year-olds' friends called him, an obvious reference to his hair. Schuldich slung his bag over his shoulder, shrugging his shoulders.
"Not sure."
"Cause Mikey Miller was talking about how his parents might let him bring some of his friends out on their boat to go cruising! You interested?" Schuldich shuddered at the thought; he wasn't a big fan of the water. He never had learned how to swim, and while it was easy for a girl to cutely ask some guy she has a crush on to teach her how to swim, it wasn't quite so simple for a guy. People would only say stupid stuff and joke about it, and the redhead wasn't quite so interested at being the butt-end of many jokes this weekend.
"I think I'll have to pass on that one." He started off down the hall, his blonde friend running a few steps to catch up with him.
"Are you coming to practice on Sunday?" Schuldich was on the school soccer team, who had a rather important game coming up in the next week, and had extra practice this weekend. Schuldich nodded in agreement.
"I'll be there! Not that I need the extra practice or anything, but you know, just for moral support for the rest of you." Schuldich winked at his friend, pushing his way past a group of kids lingering next to their lockers. The German was one of the stars of the team, his extreme speed a veritable asset. He also just faintly used his telepathic powers to intimidate his opponents from blocking him too often, but no one knew about that aside from him. He wasn't about to announce it either; he'd probably be locked up for insanity. He chuckled to himself thinking about it, as he rounded the corner, now facing the front exit to the school.
"Well you don't have to shove it in my face all the time how good you are! You're just a genetic freak, you know that?" Schuldich grinned at his friend, as the comment was more appropriate than the blonde realized. They shoved their way through the front doors, standing on the school steps and staring down into the parking lot of their high school. The high school was adjoined to the junior high, which evidently caused many problems. Schuldich shook his head as he saw one of said problems arising down below. He turned to his blonde friend, saying a quick goodbye and he skipped down the stairs.
"Hey freak boy! I heard you beat up my little brother yesterday, care to explain about that?" A tall and rather large boy in grade twelve stared down at the much smaller silver haired eighth grader in front of him, trying his best to be intimidating. The fourteen year old laughed at the older boy, rolling his one good eye.
"What are you going to do about it? Beat me up? Ha, welcome to expulsion, then to jail you idiot. You're eighteen, right?" The bigger boy, taken aback, nodded. "See you moron, at eighteen you are legally considered an adult. I am not. You beat me up, and it's child abuse. Child abuse equals jail time. You still wanna talk about your brother?" Schuldich shook his head as he approached the two, as the older boys' friends were starting to look highly annoyed.
"Troy leave him alone, he's a punk and doesn't know any better." Schuldich walked up to the fourteen year old, smacking him across the head playfully as he grinned back at the older boy.
"Oh shit Red, I forgot the kid's your cousin. You should teach him not to go beating up little kids." Schuldich smirked back at the tall blonde.
"And my what a fine example you set Troy! See you at practice Sunday!" Schuldich grabbed hold of silver haired troublemaker, the two boys on their way to the elementary school down the road.
"Geez Farfie, you just go looking for trouble don't you?" Schuldich slung his arm around the younger boys' shoulders, as Farfie grinned at him.
"No Schu, trouble finds me. I make myself more than available though." They both laughed, as the number of older kids dissipated, and the number of little kids grew. They quickly approached Greenvale Elementary School, the numerous screams and laughter of young kids surrounding them. Farfie slung an arm around Schuldich's waist, scrunching his face in mock fear. "Hold me Schu, I'm scared of the gremlins!" Schuldich laughed, as Farfarello made faces at the little kids who stared at him, sending them quickly running away. They stopped, taking their time to survey the playground. Over on the monkey bars, they found their target.
"Nagi!" Schuldich called to their youngest "cousin", as the nine year old looked up excitedly, saying goodbye to his friends as he ran across the playground, plastering himself to the redhead's leg.
"Schu! Guess what I did today??" Schuldich looked down at the excited nine year old, whose grin was nearly splitting his face in two.
"What did you do today Nagi Naoe?"
"I made a chalkboard eraser float when the teacher wasn't looking!" Nagi giggled, looking around to make sure no one had heard. Schuldich and Farfarello shook their heads, both of them reaching to ruffle Nagi's hair.
"Way to go Nagi! Did anyone know it was you?" The youngest boy shook his head, still grinning wildly. The two older boys laughed.
"Just don't tell Crawford that! You know how he is about those things. But good for you though!" Schuldich professed his pride in Nagi's willingness to use his powers for his own amusement, that's how Schuldich continually got good grades after all. Almost as if on cue, a black jeep pulled up, a certain black haired twenty one year old man getting out. He walked around to the front, looking around the schoolyard. Nagi's eyes found him first, the nine-year-old taking off for him.
"Braddy!!" Crawford's eyes latched onto the excited nine-year-old running towards him; as he scooped down to pick Nagi up.
"How's my favourite little nine year old today?" Nagi cuddled into Crawford's arms, planting a big kiss on Crawford's cheek.
"Awesome!! How was your day Braddy-san?" Crawford recounted the boredom that had been his day, watching as his favourite assassin-in-the-making walked towards him. Brad found himself lost in Schuldich's killer smile. Brad held Nagi up with one arm, the other arm sliding around his young boyfriend's shoulders, planting a little kiss on the redhead's forehead.
"Well hello my favourite little redhead, did you miss me today?" Schuldich smiled up at Crawford, hugging the American tightly.
"I always miss you Bradley! I saved Farfie from imminent death today by the way, you can thank me later." Farfarello shot Schuldich a scowl, as Brad's hand reached out to grab his chin.
"You! Always the troublemaker aren't ya?" Farfarello grinned, shrugging his shoulders.
"Someone has to be, might as well be me." Brad set Nagi down, planting one last kiss on Schuldich's cheek before the four of them got into his jeep.
"So, who wants to go out for supper tonight? I don't feel like cooking." Everyone agreed, Nagi pleading to go to McDonald's, so he could get ice cream too. Crawford okayed the idea, not feeling like anything special tonight.
End chapter 1