Disclaimer: I do not own Weiss Kruez…I wish I did…at least you know something…oh wait I have some of their music But you can't have it because well I put this disclaimer saying I didn't own them! So ha!
A/N: This is my second Weiss Fic…well second one by myself..wait third…but I deleted the first one, it got boring…any ways we don't know if Ken has a sister or not since the only family he ever really mentions is his mother in episode named Farfarello but yeah so I made up a sister for him. Sorry if some of the characters get messed up…it happens so go I don't know eat some gummy worms or fudge or something….Please review no flames thank you Have a good day
Prologue
She walked the streets of Kyoto, she was cold, but she had only herself to blame, she was the one who left her coat at the hotel. When she made it back to her hotel, she turned on the television, only to turn it off again, nothing was on. She knew that tomorrow she had to make it to Tokyo, if she didn't then she'd be in trouble. She'd only brought enough money with her to make it to Tokyo, no more, no less.
The girl was seventeen, with ebony hair, she had dark blue eyes, and normally her light tan face held a smile. She was slender, built like an athlete, and she did do sports. She liked tennis, volley ball, and swimming, yet her all time favorite sport was football (soccer in America).
She opened a book that was in front of her, a photo album; she softly stroked the pictures of her family. Her mother, father, and older brother were all in one, her mother pregnant with her, she was round, but smiling. Of course she missed her parents, but then, she also missed her brother. He had gone missing just two years ago, when she had been only fifteen, but she cared very much for her brother, she wondered how he was doing now. That was what she was going to Tokyo to find out.
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Ken Hidaka, nine teen years old, black hair, blue eyes, and gorgeous, was closing up the flower shop for the night. Omi Tsukiyono, seven teen years old, brown hair, that looked like a light blonde in summer, blue eyes, and gorgeous as well, was helping him.
The older men, Aya Fujiyama and Yohji Kodou, were getting supper ready.
"All closed up." Omi smiled at Ken.
Ken was frowning though, and looked like he had something on his mind. It was unlike Ken to frown, or to be glooming, but he had been that way all day.
"Ken?" Omi asked.
"Uh, oh, what?" Ken shook his head, as if trying to clear it.
"Is everything alright?"
"Yes, I'm fine; I was just lost in thought." Ken gave the younger boy a small smile.
I wonder how she's doing. I hope she's alright.
"Dinner is ready!" Yohji told them.
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She wanted to sleep, but she kept tossing and turning, so she finally got up, she turned on the radio, low. She went into the small kitchen, after all she was in one of the more expensive hotel, and opened the fridge. She pulled out some milk, and opened a cabinet she pulled out some cookies, and a glass.
"Milk and cookies always helps me sleep." She told herself, smiling.
She opened the bag and took out three cookies; she poured herself a glass of milk, and then put the milk and the cookies back where she had gotten them from. While she ate her cookies, she flipped through a directory, she knew where to find her brother after all she'd gotten a letter from him just a few months ago, but lately she hadn't been getting any, and that worried her, just a little. Well maybe enough that she had to go see him. She found the flower shop in the phone book, and then turned to her computer. Quickly she typed in Kitten in the House on her laptop. She found the directions from where she was at to there, and to the closest hotel. Once finished she set her computer down, she shut it down as well, put her glass in the sink to wash, and crawled into bed.
"Good night, Ken-kun." She whispered, closing her eyes. "I hope you are well."