Pairings: OC x ??? (*secret* admirer)
Warnings: Mild Swearing in later chapters (I really tried not to! Sorry!) …fluff? I dunno @_@;…, 3 OC maybe more… and maybe a bit ooc, I'm not sure… depends on the reader I guess … yeesh… I really aint good at this…
Synopsis : (Bear with me now… I'm not good at these either) Ok…this happens after the original series of Weiss Kreus and before Gluhen. After a long tiring mission, new member of Weiss, Akuma Hintoe starts receiving strange bouquets of flowers. Not the simple roses and candy junk, but real…well… unusual ones… though, each with its own meaning. A secret admirer. Wonder who it is… Ken-kun? Maybe… Aya-chan?….hmm, could be… Yohji? Well…she is 18… Omi-kun?…hey! stop lookin' at Akuma like that! And what's this? A new member of Schwarz?? And a darn powerful pyromaniac he is! BURN BABY BURN!!! ^_^
Note from Author: Man…I better get goin' with the story shouldn't I? Well…I'll get to it. This is kinda fun… ;p. Well…the first paragraph may be a bit weird but hey, I was angry at the time. (no more cookie dough ice cream T_T) I dunno, hope you like it! R&R PLEASE!!
Another Form of Words By: Blood Angel, Raven AsgardHe grabbed the knife slowly as she struggled against the binds that held her tightly against the street lamp. The soft glow from the light was scattered by the heavy rainfall, like her voice. He went closer, with every step he took, her heart beat faster. An almost expressionless expression on his face as he slowly tilted her head by her hair and pressed the knife to her neck, slowly slicing it. The girl's screams were deafening but were drowned in the rain. Crimson blood poured from the wound like a waterfall. He'd seen nothing more beautiful in his life. It would be over soon. Almost smiling he jutted the knife almost all the way through the middle of her throat that it almost went right through, and her wide, dead eyes went glazed and blank. Blood splattered onto his face and almost immediately washed away. He let go of her hair then, as her head lay limp on her shoulders. Her blond hair streaked with blood, her red lips apart coated with her red lipstick…or was it? He turned and walked away as his blood-coated hands were washed away with the rain, as if nothing had happened.
In the dark alley across from where the body lay limp stood a girl in shock at the scene before her.
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"I have a mission for you." The computer generated Persia said on the projected screen. "Target: Fiore Tskino. He was part of a killer group but was said to have killed his partners. A trained killer. No one has seen him for 5 years. The only way we know it's him is because the last victim's friend witnessed it and went to the police. He's killed 12 young girls so far. Ages: 13-19. All found tied to street lamps with their throats cut with what police say a knife of some sort. Your mission is to seek Fiore, find his hirer and assassinate them. Light hunters in the dark, hunt the tomorrow of this dark beast!" With that Omi turned the projector off and sat beside Ken who was flipping through the pictures shot of the victims by the police.
"A murderer of 12 pretty innocent ladies." Yohji sighed as he leaned against the wall, arms folded.
"Shouldn't this be a mission for the police?" asked Aya as he watched Birman out of the corner of his eye. Birman nodded.
"It has been, for the last month. He's killed 12 victims in less then 5 weeks meaning at least 2 every 7 days. It's getting out of control so that's why Kritiker thought that it should put this in their hands and assign it to Weiss." Aya nodded at that response and looked at the files in his hands. Fiore Tskino. Yohji frowned on his perch on the wall.
"I still don't know how we're gonna find him. Like Persia said, nobody's seen him for 5 years. The only lead on we have are that he ties his victims to lampposts.. What are we suppose to do? Go and stake out at every lamp post in the city and wait for him?"
"We could," answered an unfamiliar feminine voice. The boys all looked at Birman but she just shrugged looking confused as well. "Or, we could just see what all the victims have in common and go from there." The soft clanging of shoes were heard on the spiral staircase as someone wearing worn-looking blue jeans started making their way down. Yohji looked closely trying to see if the legs seemed familiar to him but they weren't.
"I don't know who it is." He whispered. Aya reached for his sword, ready to pull it out if this was an enemy and Ken pulled on his bugnuck. Omi held a dart firmly in his hand and Yohji pulled out a foot of wire.
The girl reached the bottom, her head was lowered so that her sharp black bangs hooded her face. She was wearing casual clothes, a tight crimson Tommy Hilfiger t-shirt and baggy, hip hugging faded blue jeans. The ends of her white sneakers pushed their way out from under the tops of her jeans but the rest were buried. The girl looked up, her face was pale but…beautiful. A small smile tugged at the tips of her unpainted lips. Dark shades hid her eyes.
"Konnichiwa, I'm Akuma. Dochirahe?" She spoke in Japanese with a hint of a Chinese accent. She pulled off her shades revealing two golden cat-like eyes.
"Siamese! You're late." Birman scolded. So called, Akuma just smirked. Ken looked at Omi, puzzled.
"Siamese? Who?" he whispered. Omi shrugged.
"I was just sidetracked a little. But it was worth it. I got some nice info on our target here. Looks like he's stayin' at an abandoned building not far from here." Akuma smirked at the older lady and held out a document. Birman took it and turned to the others who were still staring in confusment.
"This," she motioned at Akuma, "is Hintoe Akuma. She is the new member of Weiss. Codename: Siamese. She'll be working with you for a while. I suspect you to treat her like any other partner."
"A girl?" Yohji asked. "Are you sure you're up to this? Being assassins means killing people and killing people might sometimes be gruesome." Birman shot him a glance.
"What's wrong with being a girl?"
"Oh, nothing…" Yohji smirked.
"I don't really care… I've killed before. Not like it's something new." Akuma said casually. Yohji looked a bit shocked.
"She was an assassin in China working for a female assassin group called the Engels(1)" Aya announced, Akuma's profile in his hands.
"Well Weiss, do you accept this mission?" Birman asked, now, all business. The four boys looked at her and nodded. Birman looked at Akuma who just smirked in reply.
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"How did you get that information anyway?" Yohji asked Akuma as they sat in the back of Aya's car. They were on their way to the target's hideout dressed in their dark assassin clothing. Ken and Omi rode on their bikes along Aya's car.
"I've got my ties." Akuma smirked at him. "I watched him that night and stuck a bug on him." She pulled out a small compact homing device. Yohji looked in wonder.
"You were there?" Aya asked as he observed them through the review mirror. Akuma nodded. "You were the victim's friend that reported to the police?" Akuma shook her head.
"I was one of her friends."
"I don't follow… I thought there was only one friend." Yohji said confused.
"Well, Amara, the victim, Michelle, and I were at a party that night and Amara went off with this stranger so Michelle and I decided to follow her. You know, since he was a stranger and all. We lost her for a while since it was raining so hard but when we found her again it was too late…." Yohji looked at her and noticed a faint guilty look on her face.
"It wasn't your fault." He said gently. Akuma smiled at him.
"We're here." Aya stated as a lone 2-story building came into view. Akuma and Yohji nodded as they climbed out of the car. Ken and Omi pulled up beside them. They all looked up at the building and walked up to the door. Surprisingly enough, it was already open.
"Bombay, Balinese and I will take the first floor." Ken whispered to Aya and Akuma. They both nodded and together they entered the quiet building. A thick layer of dust covered everything. Old furniture left by their previous owners were covered in large white sheets. The assassins ventured into the unknown without a sound. They spread, Aya and Akuma looking for a staircase or any other way of going to the second floor. Finally, Aya spotted a small narrow set of stairs at the back of the building and motioned for Akuma to follow. There wasn't a sound in the house at all. Akuma felt a little nervous. Just a little, when suddenly…
"Abyssinian…do you hear that?" Aya looked at her and listened. Sure enough he could hear, just faintly, the sound of voices coming from a room up ahead. Aya unsheathed his sword and walked towards the room. Akuma followed, taking the staff that hung to her back and held it tight. As they went closer the voices became louder. When they were only a few feet from the room Aya stopped.
"It's them…" he whispered.
"Who's 'them'?" Akuma asked curiously. Aya turned on the communication device and called to the three downstairs.
"Bombay, Siberian, Balinese. Abyssinian here. We've found them. They're upstairs, farthest room to your right. Get up here now!" There was cackle and a mechanical fizz, then Omi's voice could be heard through his earpiece.
"Copy that. Abyssinian? What do you mean, 'them'?" Aya didn't answer for a moment. Then, barely a whisper, more of a breath, he said,
"Schwarz." Akuma could hear Omi gasp through her earpiece.
"We're coming." Aya then turned the communicator off and looked at the closed the door, and listened. He could hear Schuldig's deep mocking voice through the thin walls and Crawford's professional one. Then there was an unfamiliar one, probably the voice of Fiore's.
At that time, Ken, Omi, and Yohji arrived, weapons in hand. They all nodded at each other and Aya reached for the doorknob. Before he could even touch it, the door flew open. There stood, Farfarello, licking one of his daggers mischievously. Aya jumped back surprised.
"It's about time you arrived." Crawford's voice could be heard. They all looked to see Crawford sitting on an armchair. In front of him lay a soaking body of a man lying in a pool of blood. It was Fiore. They're mission was done, though, not by their hand. Nagi Naoe sat against one wall looking bored. Schuldig leaned against the wall beside Crawford and someone stood behind him facing the large window. It was a boy, no doubt, with pale silver hair cut short. He wore school uniform similar to Nagi's but his was pure black, like cinders.
"Is that your new member? Akuma Hintoe is it? It's nice to meet you. Meet Airen Shi. Our new member." Crawford said. With that the boy at the window turned around slowly facing Weiss. His face was expressionless and his ruby eyes were cold and emotionless. His eyes looked at them, one at a time then stopped on Akuma. His eyes narrowed.
"Well, love to chit chat, but we've got some things to do." Schuldig walked over to the window as a helicopter appeared in front of it.
"But looks like our ride's here." The window blew open and Crawford, Farfarello and Schuldig made their way out. Nagi and Airen remained. There was a clicking sound heard as all the doors in the house were locked. Suddenly, Weiss were pushed against the wall by an invisible source and their weapons were blown out of their hands and across the room. Airen stood there, staring at Akuma before he lifted his hand, palm directed upward. A small flame emerged from his open palm then, tongues of fire flew from his open palm all over the room until the whole room was engulfed in flame. Then, Airen and Nagi made their way out. Akuma felt herself fall from the wall and her head must of hit something on its way down, because then, her world went black.
TBC…
1. Engels= Angels in … some language :p. Oops…sorry I forgot. Heh heh…
Note from author: So…how was it? Any good? Should I continue? Reviews would be nice… even one…
