(I decided to continue the experiment with Schwarz, I hope this does well)
Schwarz's Perspectives
Crawford
As the leader, being calm cool and collected, Crawford was the one who created at least what he thought was order among his teammates. Though in truth it was far from order, he only put up with the chaos was because the members did their jobs.
Schuldich was one of those people who left a little bit of chaos everywhere he went. His wild nature caused anything he touched to turn into trouble. Schuldich's telepathic powers left Crawford with a sour taste in his mouth.
The countless young girls that the German brought home were surely innocent kids, but when he was done with them, the girls were wild. The girls would have the same sex drive as the German. They would be shot up with the secret staff of drugs in his room and he would make sure the girls had the highs of a lifetime before he raped the girls' minds of the incident.
The American saw countless times how Schuldich tried to get Nagi to loosen up. It never worked in most cases, Nagi wasn't the type to loosen up in front of anyone except for Tot.
There were countless times that Crawford wished to have the silence in the penthouse. He heard the sound of Schuldich's loud gothic music coming from his room. The German had found Marylyn Manson at a CD store and it seemed that was all the man would listen to these days.
Schuldich had the mindset at times of a high school student. So far that was the extent of the man's education. The German dropped out of school when his addiction to drugs became too controlling.
Crawford had found Schuldich in an alley barely able to keep up a sane conversation and in a way it reminded the American of Hunter S. Thompson with the way the German would speak. Fragmented sentences, a sort of funny walking style, and a sort of half mad delusions.
Rozen Kreuz made a real gentleman of Schuldich, but only a little, the rest of the time it was the wildness of his powers that controlled him. Sometimes the man would act down right crazy and other times just sane, but only just.
Sometimes it was hard to tell who was who in the mind of the German, it cause Crawford headaches.
The Music finally died down and he heard the sound of someone in the other room crying, he knew it was Nagi.
**
No childhood was ever so traumatic as little Nagi's had been. Crawford remembered the state of the boy's clothes and mind. The boy was afraid of being touched, coaxed into a hug.
Schuldich held most of the sympathy for the boy; he was the one to nurse the boy back to health. Crawford saw a gentleness that he never knew the German to have toward the boy.
Nagi brought out the best of some people. There was a sort of spirit there sometimes, when the boy wasn't doing homework or playing on the computer. Nagi didn't have a personality; there was a disinterest in the world. The boy didn't care for people; the boy was more interested in the person revenge of his youth.
Being found by Schwarz at ten, Nagi wasn't able to really communicate how he felt or thought. His powers were out of control and his parents although they tried could not control their little son who they decided the best thing they could do was lock the boy in the basement.
Entering the basement, there was food and water, but the boy was unable to handle bright lights. There were items floating around the boy, he was lying in a fetal position on a futon, at first Crawford was nervous about getting near the boy, it was the German who jumped ahead of him and sat down on the futon. "Little one," he whispered into the boy's ear. "Its alright."
There was twitch coming from the child's body and the whole room began to get violent, that was when the German went into the boy's mind and then there was silence.
Crawford couldn't believe how powerful the boy was, it was far more than he had predicted. Keeping the boy was at the most important thing. He had signed the adoption papers and it was all-legal. Schuldich had done away with the fools that were the boy's parents.
Nagi so far showed no signs of remembering ever being locked in a basement and never being able to walk in the sunlight or be around other children. But there was an emotionless thing about him. Nagi was never able to say what he truly felt and the American felt sorry for the boy about that.
It is hard, he thought, it is hard for Nagi to be unable to say what he feels to anyone.
**
Crawford walked into Nagi's room and saw the boy lying on his bed, his head tucked under his left hand. The covers were kicked onto the floor, picking up the blanket, Crawford put it back over the boy and sighed. I wonder what he dreams about, he thought as he left the room.
"Nagi dreams about what happened to him as a child," Schuldich walked out of his room across the hall. "He's been sobbing for an hour."
"Strange."
"Stop acting like you don't care, I know you do. Deep down you want to protect that boy."
"You're overstepping, go back to bed."
"I was going to check on Farfarello." The German walked away and rolled his eyes and whispered. "Sometimes Crawford stop being cold and start being a father."
**
Farfarello, now there was someone who needed help, in most ways it was just not just insanity that played the man's mind. There was a pressure of loneliness that seemed to threaten the man into a violent rage.
Crawford knew days when Farfarello's violence was worse than ever. He saw Nagi in a corner shaking, his body covered in scratches. No one knew what went on between Farfarello and Nagi, but all they knew was that it terrified the boy to silence.
That night had been eerie when it happened a strange mist filled the penthouse and when Crawford foolishly went out to do what Takatori had asked, he returned to find the boy shivering on the floor. Schuldich had attempted to talk to the boy, but all he said was he should have stayed behind.
From that incident, no one left Farfarello alone with Nagi. Most of the time, Schuldich remained behind and kept the peace in the house. Strange though is that the insane one would listen to him.
It wasn't always so with Farfarello, it didn't get bad until Takatori took to abusing his power and arranging the deaths of the Fujimiya family. Crawford was not for it, but by that time, twelve-year-old Nagi was already fluent with computers and was already hacking. It was from that hacking that alerted Mr. Fujimiya of what was going on.
Farfarello had started to become violent toward Takatori's staff and most of the time, Schuldich was the one keeping the control of the man.
Farfarello had his calm moments, though the spread out intervals. An insane moment after another, it became harder to stand.
In all to Crawford his team was hard to understand or even consider as being a team. It was more like some impossible dream of Eszet about how they wanted the Schwarz to be. They were however not mindless slaves who followed the orders to a T. They were individuals, but they were also seeking their freedoms.
**
There was one thing that Crawford did think about often and that was about Weiss, their weaknesses, their small little hints of how they worked. Crawford considered the leader of the Weiss his most worthy nemesis.
Ran "Aya" Fujimiya held a sort of evil around, a sort of uncaring, yet caring look to him. The battles the two shared, the moments of utter anger and hatred would melt away from Crawford when he thought about the devotion that the brother held for his sister.
Much like Crawford's devotion to his team, even when he rarely showed it, he was the father at times. He was the cleaner of messes, the person who stood around Nagi's school talking to teachers. The leader of Weiss was the same way, he was the one cleaning up his teammates' messes and sometimes covering for them.
Aya wasn't so evil, he held a patience for his team and how they worked, in away Crawford lacked that. He lacked the patience to see his team do their very best and he wondered if it was because of that coldness that he showed that his team had their dysfunctions.
Weiss had so many problems in the same sense, Crawford had heard from Schuldich about the troubles that the team was facing.
**
Yohji's dilemma was created by the reintroduction of Neu. Neu had been the cause of so many troubles for the man. A sort of lack in judgment, the lack of releasing the pain was also an issue.
There were the hints of unstableness toward the end of the battles with Eszet. He knew that were the hints of worry in the team. They were worried about Aya's sister, but in the same sense Yohji was the one who was more into dying. He didn't care to live anymore and that was the one reason Schuldich didn't kill him off in the end.
"He's not pathetic," Schuldich claimed as he lay on the couch thinking about that battle. "It is sad really to think he would want to die in such away. I'm jealous."
That was a clear cut and dry case for Schuldich, he was jealous of the man, Yohji had everything that Schuldich wanted. He had the women, he had the car, and he was pleasant while the German was loud and thoughtless.
Schuldich had taken to playing sick little games in Yohji's head, and it ended with two girls almost being killed. It was time to stop it.
**
Crawford was pulled from his thoughts by yet another annoying phone call, he picked it up and sighed. Another job, he was beginning to wish it was possible to stop this war with Weiss.
**
Omi, son who should not have been born, before Nagi joined Schwarz, Crawford had been a lot younger, freshly out of Rozen Kreuz when he was assigned to Mr. Takatori, this was his first time meeting little Omi, Mamoru at the time.
The boy was pleasant, quiet, easy to watch over.
He had failed in protecting the boy, but in truth he was surprised that Takatori didn't even bother to rescue his son. It bothered the American greatly; even with his strict training he knew his father never gave him up so easily to the school. Takatori on the other hand was a monster; there were no better words for what the boy's father was.
The kidnapping left many people baffled.
When Crawford saw the boy again, he was surprised by how quickly he knew him. He had plucked the dart from the sky and was looking directly into the face of the youngest Takatori boy. "Come, it isn't safe here," he told Takatori who walked away.
From that time Crawford knew he was going to see Omi again.
When he watched the battle against Eszet and the final face off, he saw the determination in the boy's eyes. He wanted to protect Ms. Aya and no matter what he was going to.
As Nagi tossed him into the wall with his powers, the boy showed still the determined gaze. Even as Crawford was fighting he watched his team know they were doomed to fail against Weiss and before the retreat was to be called, the ground pushed them into the water.
He did not know how he felt about the boy, he saw the look of determination in many of the Weiss and in all, he had to admit Omi was the strongest; his will to carry on was stronger than that of the leader. Omi will go fair, he told himself and knew for sure that one day he would pledge loyalty to someone who had that much will to live.
The best people, who use Schwarz, don't really need us, Crawford had thought over countless times. After all the best-laid plans can be doomed to fail, I had no intention to fight the Weiss at all, wake up the girl and that was it.
Omi should be the leader of Weiss, he thought about it again. There is so much potential there in him.
**
When it came to Ken in Crawford's thoughts he didn't know the best way to think about it. Aya, Yohji, and Omi were easy. But he had no clue what to think about Ken, the little soccer maniac, the person who was equally insane as Farfarello, but in less extremes.
Crawford had witnessed first hand Ken's insanity. It was purely an act of pure devotion that drove him. The drive to do the right thing even if it killed people. "Sometimes, dear Ken, you are not alone in your thinking," he heard Schuldich whisper once while he decided to rape the boy.
Ken didn't know what happened in some ways the American felt some hint of sympathy in his black heart. That was when Crawford decided to do one act of kindness, he allowed the boy to go, but in truth he made Schuldich make him forget. Sadly this caused the insanity in the young man's mind grow more.
Ken had a rage that didn't know how to control itself. It was the fault of some many crimes done against the young man. Sometimes the innocent have to die, Crawford thought and then remembered the scandal that Ken went through, his career ruined.
It was late, Crawford looked down at the kitchen table then up at the wall clock, it was close to midnight and so he decided it was time for bed. Sometimes I think my thoughts make me lose track of time.
Schwarz's Perspectives
Crawford
As the leader, being calm cool and collected, Crawford was the one who created at least what he thought was order among his teammates. Though in truth it was far from order, he only put up with the chaos was because the members did their jobs.
Schuldich was one of those people who left a little bit of chaos everywhere he went. His wild nature caused anything he touched to turn into trouble. Schuldich's telepathic powers left Crawford with a sour taste in his mouth.
The countless young girls that the German brought home were surely innocent kids, but when he was done with them, the girls were wild. The girls would have the same sex drive as the German. They would be shot up with the secret staff of drugs in his room and he would make sure the girls had the highs of a lifetime before he raped the girls' minds of the incident.
The American saw countless times how Schuldich tried to get Nagi to loosen up. It never worked in most cases, Nagi wasn't the type to loosen up in front of anyone except for Tot.
There were countless times that Crawford wished to have the silence in the penthouse. He heard the sound of Schuldich's loud gothic music coming from his room. The German had found Marylyn Manson at a CD store and it seemed that was all the man would listen to these days.
Schuldich had the mindset at times of a high school student. So far that was the extent of the man's education. The German dropped out of school when his addiction to drugs became too controlling.
Crawford had found Schuldich in an alley barely able to keep up a sane conversation and in a way it reminded the American of Hunter S. Thompson with the way the German would speak. Fragmented sentences, a sort of funny walking style, and a sort of half mad delusions.
Rozen Kreuz made a real gentleman of Schuldich, but only a little, the rest of the time it was the wildness of his powers that controlled him. Sometimes the man would act down right crazy and other times just sane, but only just.
Sometimes it was hard to tell who was who in the mind of the German, it cause Crawford headaches.
The Music finally died down and he heard the sound of someone in the other room crying, he knew it was Nagi.
**
No childhood was ever so traumatic as little Nagi's had been. Crawford remembered the state of the boy's clothes and mind. The boy was afraid of being touched, coaxed into a hug.
Schuldich held most of the sympathy for the boy; he was the one to nurse the boy back to health. Crawford saw a gentleness that he never knew the German to have toward the boy.
Nagi brought out the best of some people. There was a sort of spirit there sometimes, when the boy wasn't doing homework or playing on the computer. Nagi didn't have a personality; there was a disinterest in the world. The boy didn't care for people; the boy was more interested in the person revenge of his youth.
Being found by Schwarz at ten, Nagi wasn't able to really communicate how he felt or thought. His powers were out of control and his parents although they tried could not control their little son who they decided the best thing they could do was lock the boy in the basement.
Entering the basement, there was food and water, but the boy was unable to handle bright lights. There were items floating around the boy, he was lying in a fetal position on a futon, at first Crawford was nervous about getting near the boy, it was the German who jumped ahead of him and sat down on the futon. "Little one," he whispered into the boy's ear. "Its alright."
There was twitch coming from the child's body and the whole room began to get violent, that was when the German went into the boy's mind and then there was silence.
Crawford couldn't believe how powerful the boy was, it was far more than he had predicted. Keeping the boy was at the most important thing. He had signed the adoption papers and it was all-legal. Schuldich had done away with the fools that were the boy's parents.
Nagi so far showed no signs of remembering ever being locked in a basement and never being able to walk in the sunlight or be around other children. But there was an emotionless thing about him. Nagi was never able to say what he truly felt and the American felt sorry for the boy about that.
It is hard, he thought, it is hard for Nagi to be unable to say what he feels to anyone.
**
Crawford walked into Nagi's room and saw the boy lying on his bed, his head tucked under his left hand. The covers were kicked onto the floor, picking up the blanket, Crawford put it back over the boy and sighed. I wonder what he dreams about, he thought as he left the room.
"Nagi dreams about what happened to him as a child," Schuldich walked out of his room across the hall. "He's been sobbing for an hour."
"Strange."
"Stop acting like you don't care, I know you do. Deep down you want to protect that boy."
"You're overstepping, go back to bed."
"I was going to check on Farfarello." The German walked away and rolled his eyes and whispered. "Sometimes Crawford stop being cold and start being a father."
**
Farfarello, now there was someone who needed help, in most ways it was just not just insanity that played the man's mind. There was a pressure of loneliness that seemed to threaten the man into a violent rage.
Crawford knew days when Farfarello's violence was worse than ever. He saw Nagi in a corner shaking, his body covered in scratches. No one knew what went on between Farfarello and Nagi, but all they knew was that it terrified the boy to silence.
That night had been eerie when it happened a strange mist filled the penthouse and when Crawford foolishly went out to do what Takatori had asked, he returned to find the boy shivering on the floor. Schuldich had attempted to talk to the boy, but all he said was he should have stayed behind.
From that incident, no one left Farfarello alone with Nagi. Most of the time, Schuldich remained behind and kept the peace in the house. Strange though is that the insane one would listen to him.
It wasn't always so with Farfarello, it didn't get bad until Takatori took to abusing his power and arranging the deaths of the Fujimiya family. Crawford was not for it, but by that time, twelve-year-old Nagi was already fluent with computers and was already hacking. It was from that hacking that alerted Mr. Fujimiya of what was going on.
Farfarello had started to become violent toward Takatori's staff and most of the time, Schuldich was the one keeping the control of the man.
Farfarello had his calm moments, though the spread out intervals. An insane moment after another, it became harder to stand.
In all to Crawford his team was hard to understand or even consider as being a team. It was more like some impossible dream of Eszet about how they wanted the Schwarz to be. They were however not mindless slaves who followed the orders to a T. They were individuals, but they were also seeking their freedoms.
**
There was one thing that Crawford did think about often and that was about Weiss, their weaknesses, their small little hints of how they worked. Crawford considered the leader of the Weiss his most worthy nemesis.
Ran "Aya" Fujimiya held a sort of evil around, a sort of uncaring, yet caring look to him. The battles the two shared, the moments of utter anger and hatred would melt away from Crawford when he thought about the devotion that the brother held for his sister.
Much like Crawford's devotion to his team, even when he rarely showed it, he was the father at times. He was the cleaner of messes, the person who stood around Nagi's school talking to teachers. The leader of Weiss was the same way, he was the one cleaning up his teammates' messes and sometimes covering for them.
Aya wasn't so evil, he held a patience for his team and how they worked, in away Crawford lacked that. He lacked the patience to see his team do their very best and he wondered if it was because of that coldness that he showed that his team had their dysfunctions.
Weiss had so many problems in the same sense, Crawford had heard from Schuldich about the troubles that the team was facing.
**
Yohji's dilemma was created by the reintroduction of Neu. Neu had been the cause of so many troubles for the man. A sort of lack in judgment, the lack of releasing the pain was also an issue.
There were the hints of unstableness toward the end of the battles with Eszet. He knew that were the hints of worry in the team. They were worried about Aya's sister, but in the same sense Yohji was the one who was more into dying. He didn't care to live anymore and that was the one reason Schuldich didn't kill him off in the end.
"He's not pathetic," Schuldich claimed as he lay on the couch thinking about that battle. "It is sad really to think he would want to die in such away. I'm jealous."
That was a clear cut and dry case for Schuldich, he was jealous of the man, Yohji had everything that Schuldich wanted. He had the women, he had the car, and he was pleasant while the German was loud and thoughtless.
Schuldich had taken to playing sick little games in Yohji's head, and it ended with two girls almost being killed. It was time to stop it.
**
Crawford was pulled from his thoughts by yet another annoying phone call, he picked it up and sighed. Another job, he was beginning to wish it was possible to stop this war with Weiss.
**
Omi, son who should not have been born, before Nagi joined Schwarz, Crawford had been a lot younger, freshly out of Rozen Kreuz when he was assigned to Mr. Takatori, this was his first time meeting little Omi, Mamoru at the time.
The boy was pleasant, quiet, easy to watch over.
He had failed in protecting the boy, but in truth he was surprised that Takatori didn't even bother to rescue his son. It bothered the American greatly; even with his strict training he knew his father never gave him up so easily to the school. Takatori on the other hand was a monster; there were no better words for what the boy's father was.
The kidnapping left many people baffled.
When Crawford saw the boy again, he was surprised by how quickly he knew him. He had plucked the dart from the sky and was looking directly into the face of the youngest Takatori boy. "Come, it isn't safe here," he told Takatori who walked away.
From that time Crawford knew he was going to see Omi again.
When he watched the battle against Eszet and the final face off, he saw the determination in the boy's eyes. He wanted to protect Ms. Aya and no matter what he was going to.
As Nagi tossed him into the wall with his powers, the boy showed still the determined gaze. Even as Crawford was fighting he watched his team know they were doomed to fail against Weiss and before the retreat was to be called, the ground pushed them into the water.
He did not know how he felt about the boy, he saw the look of determination in many of the Weiss and in all, he had to admit Omi was the strongest; his will to carry on was stronger than that of the leader. Omi will go fair, he told himself and knew for sure that one day he would pledge loyalty to someone who had that much will to live.
The best people, who use Schwarz, don't really need us, Crawford had thought over countless times. After all the best-laid plans can be doomed to fail, I had no intention to fight the Weiss at all, wake up the girl and that was it.
Omi should be the leader of Weiss, he thought about it again. There is so much potential there in him.
**
When it came to Ken in Crawford's thoughts he didn't know the best way to think about it. Aya, Yohji, and Omi were easy. But he had no clue what to think about Ken, the little soccer maniac, the person who was equally insane as Farfarello, but in less extremes.
Crawford had witnessed first hand Ken's insanity. It was purely an act of pure devotion that drove him. The drive to do the right thing even if it killed people. "Sometimes, dear Ken, you are not alone in your thinking," he heard Schuldich whisper once while he decided to rape the boy.
Ken didn't know what happened in some ways the American felt some hint of sympathy in his black heart. That was when Crawford decided to do one act of kindness, he allowed the boy to go, but in truth he made Schuldich make him forget. Sadly this caused the insanity in the young man's mind grow more.
Ken had a rage that didn't know how to control itself. It was the fault of some many crimes done against the young man. Sometimes the innocent have to die, Crawford thought and then remembered the scandal that Ken went through, his career ruined.
It was late, Crawford looked down at the kitchen table then up at the wall clock, it was close to midnight and so he decided it was time for bed. Sometimes I think my thoughts make me lose track of time.