Lonely Love

Disclaimer: Weiß Kreuz is owned by Project Weiß and Takehito Koyasu. I own nothing expect for a whole load of pictures on my hard drive. Anyway, this three-part fic is AU and focused on Hell and Schön. It is also shoujo ai. Don't like? Then don't read, and don't flame.

Chapter 1: Maybe Tonight
The sun's warm rays beat down on Hell's back. Despite it being the middle of spring, the weather was very hot and humid. Hell fanned herself with her paperwork as she walked home from the building she worked in.

Hell was a scientist who studied medicine. Her real name was Aoi Chizuru. "Hell," meaning bright in German, was a nickname given to her by her ex-boyfriend, Takatori Masafumi. He was currently studying medicine in Europe.

Hell was an attractive woman at the age of twenty-seven. She had a slim figure with full breasts and long, slender legs. On her face she wore thin-rimmed glasses and maroon lipstick. Her eyes were a pale brown. She had shiny dark blue hair, and it was tried back in a short ponytail. She was dressed in a deep purple button-up shirt and an ankle-length white skirt. Over her shirt she wore a long, clean labcoat.

She looked at the watch on her wrist. It was half-past three. Once she got home and dropped off the paperwork, she would go grocery shopping.

"Hey, Chizuru-san!" called out someone behind Hell.

Hell turned around and saw her colleague Kaze Natsumi behind her. "Hi, Natsumi-san," she greeted. "What do you need?"

Natsumi was about five years younger than Hell. She had chin-length black hair and dark brown eyes. She wore a tight, raspberry red T-shirt and loose blue jeans. She was very perky and always seemed happy.

"I just heard this on the radio," Natsumi began. "You know that model you're really fond of, Kitaura Karen? Well, she's going to be part of a fashion show today at four! It's only a few blocks from here. Wanna come? You might meet Karen-san."

"Sorry, but I can't," Hell declined. "I have to go shopping, and then I have all this paperwork." She really didn't want to refuse this offer. In truth, she wanted to meet Karen more than anything.

"Oh, you can go shopping later!" Natsumi argued. "And the paperwork isn't due until next week. C'mon, you might not have another chance to meet Karen-san again!"

Hell sighed and then smiled. "All right, I'll come," she decided. "Just let me drop off the paperwork first."

Natsumi grinned broadly.

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Once Hell had dropped off the paperwork at her house, she and Natsumi walked to the building the fashion show was being held in. Hell wanted to stay near the back and away from the crowd, but Natsumi wanted to get closer to the stage.

"C'mon, you want Karen-san to see you, don't you?" Natsumi asked as she pulled Hell through the crowd of people. "Then you have to get closer!"

Soon they were as close to the walkway as they could get. Small yet intense spotlights ran down the lengths of both sides of it. Behind it was a beautiful set of red velvet curtains. The lighting was very dim while the main spotlight was bright, but not blinding.

"And the first model is Hayashibara Ayumi!" the announcer screamed enthusiastically. "What a lovely woman…"

Hell's mind began to wander. She had no interest in the other models. She only wanted to see Kitaura Karen, better known as Schön. "Schön," meaning beautiful in German, was the name given to the modeling company's most successful model. In Hell's opinion, Karen was very deserving of the name. She was the most beautiful woman the blue-haired scientist had ever seen.

"…and finally, the beauty you've all been waiting for, Kitaura Karen, otherwise known as Schön!" the announcer yelled in a highly excited voice.

Hell snapped back into reality as Karen stepped onto the walkway. She walked with such grace that made Hell feel plain. She had a slender body with long, fine legs, a small waist, large breasts, and shapely arms. Her wavy hair was a golden blonde and she had deep olive green eyes. Her bright red lipstick went nicely with her flawless skin. She was dressed in an orange blazer with a low-cut dark shirt underneath, a somewhat short black skirt, and orange heels. But despite her beauty, she seemed a bit sad.

Hell ignored the announcer's commentary as she was awed by Karen's beauty. When Karen was off the stage, Hell decided to get away from the crowd. Her first thought was to head to the women's restroom.

"Hey Chizuru-san, where are you going?" Natsumi wondered, but Hell ignored the question as she continued to try to get though the crowd. Soon she was free of it. She headed over to the women's restroom and opened the door. She received quite a surprise when she saw who else was in the restroom.

Kitaura Karen.

Karen, who was washing her hands, looked up at Hell. "Hello," she greeted as she observed the other woman's body. "You know, you have some potential to be a model."

Hell smiled weakly. "Thanks," she replied. Finally she worked up the nerve to ask Karen out. "Hey Karen-san, would you like to get something to eat with me?"

The blonde model laughed, but she was not making fun of Hell. "I'll be delighted," she accepted. "But just Karen is fine. I prefer Schön, though."

"And my name is Aoi Chizuru," Hell introduced herself. "But my nickname is Hell."

"Hell, eh?"

"It's German. My ex-boyfriend gave it to me."

Schön grinned. "Well, is tomorrow at five okay?" she asked.

"Sure," Hell agreed. "We'll meet at the fast-food restaurant that's next to here." She went over to the sink and started washing her hands in an attempt to distract herself from the fluttering butterflies in her stomach.

"See you then," Schön said as she dried her hands. She then left the restroom.

Hell reached for some paper towels and dried her hands. She deposed of them once she was done and exited the restroom. She couldn't remember a time when she was more pleased with herself. She had always admired Schön, and she was very thankful for receiving the chance to get to know the beautiful model better. She prayed everything would go right tomorrow, and that nothing would mess up her day with Schön.