The Runaway's Tale The Runaway's Tale
Disclaimer: I do not own Weiss Kreuz or Hellsing. For those who have not seen Weiss Kreuz or Knight Hunters it is about assassins who work in a flower shop. The boy, Nag is a rival of the assassin team Weiss. Have fun!
Chapter 1: The Boy who Ran Away
The empty tarmack made Nagi feel a little more comfortable, he had hid himself successfully in a postal plane. He climbed down the side of it and walked through the darkened tarmac and made his way toward where all the normal people were either boarding or leaving.
The small teen was able to run, he was free, he was now able to survive without Crawford and Schuldich. Some of the Japanese tourists were walking passed, he pretended to be one of them. He brought out his passport and hoped no one would notice him at all, he stopped at the customs desk and showed the passport and then waited.
The man at the desk smiled and nodded, then attempted to speak Japanese to the boy. "Hope you have a nice stay."
That's what you think, the Japanese boy thought and went to find away to find a place to go. He knew if tried to use any of the money at the time, Schwarz would find him and he would be dragged back to Japan. He went toward a youth hostel, he knew that his reservation was made and he was ready to go.
The strange building was standing out against one of the streets, a strange old stone building that made Berlin look creepy. Walking through the streets, he noticed someone watching him, he knew people would see him, the little Japanese teen knew he stuck out a little.
The lady who ran the hostel smiled at me, she was in her twenties, at least that was the air she gave off, she wore dark colors. "Velcome to this house," she smiled at him, her glasses sparkled in the light. "I am Rip van Winkle and I vill be attending to you and your fellow house mates."
The hostel looked empty, the boy looked around. "I am Nagi Naoe, I booked a single."
She smiled at him and nodded, she flipped through some records and then pointed to his name. "Vell, here you are," she then led him up to a small room and the boy sat down. "I vill call you down for dinner in a little vhile. Vhy don't you just rest?"
Nagi sat down and pulled out his laptop, he managed to sneak this out of the house, he had only a few of this clothes, the rest were left in the room. His room was empty, his life was different now.
Sitting down on the bed, the boy gazed out a window, he heard someone knocking on the door and the woman with glasses smiled at him. "Dinner ist ready und I vould like to hear about Japan," the woman smiled at him, her voice was clearly attempting to sound like she knew what she was saying.
"Rip-san, I would like to rest if that is all right," Nagi whispered and fell backward onto the bed, his eyes closing only a little.
"Wery vell," she smiled shutting the door.
Rip van Winkle never seen a boy like Nagi before, he was a tired kid who looked like he ran away. The boy barely had enough clothes and it was a shame too, she had a mission soon and was going to be leaving the hostel.
The vampire smiled as she walked through the kitchen. "Vhat a cute little boy," she chortled a little as she looked over her shoulder as Blitz came down from her room. "Ve have a guest in the fifth room to the right."
"Interesting," Blitz sighed and leaned back a little. "So how long ist he staying?"
"How should I know, but you can tell he ist from Rozan Kreuz," Rip sat down in a chair and leaned back. "You can tell by how he looks, so serious. Those psychics are alvays so serious."
Blitz smiled. "I bet."
"Rozan Kreuz, the psychic school," Rip sighed thinking. "You know vhat, I vill take him shopping for new clothes."
The other blinked. "Do vhatewer you vant, take Schrodinger vith you!"
"Good, den you don't mind loaning me some money?"
Blitz glared. "And vhen are you paying me back?"
Rip stuck her tongue out and ran upstairs, she went right up to the boy's door and knocked.
The boy looked sleepily out at her from his door. "I am going shopping tomorrow, vould you like anything?"
"I guess," he whispered and yawned.
"I vill let you sleep, just be up around noon, best time to go," she told him and then went back to her room.
Around noon Nagi walked down the stairs of the hostel toward the entry, he looked around the hall. He saw another boy with blond hair smiling. "HALLO!" Then without warning there were cat ears perking up.
"Oh, Schrodinger, you're early," Rip walked into the hall and was smiling. "Des is…oh, I am no good with names."
"Nagi," Nagi looked away, he was looking down, for whatever reason, he was trying to hide something.
"You're from the psychic school, aren't you?" Schrodinger chimed.
"That's rude!" Rip yelled knocking the cat boy on the head. "Besides we need to get him something that isn't that school uniform."
They walked through a market soon enough, Rip pulled Nagi into a shop and smiled. "Now don't vorry, I vill pay for ewerything."
The cat boy and Nagi walked through the store, Rip selected clothes that were suited to the boy. "Your eyes are wery pretty, indigo is such a lovely color for you," she smiled holding up a shirt and then had the boy stand in front of a mirror.
Waiting as Nagi changed into one of the shirts, he looked at himself and blinked. "Wow, now you look like a teenager," Rip announced and hugged the boy.
At lunch, they sat while Nagi and the cat boy ate lunch.
When they return to the hostel, Nagi and Schordinger were laughing. "Nagi your laughter ist so nice," Rip smiled at him and hugged him. "Now dat I hear it, I am not so vorried!"
For the first time in his life Nagi was hugged like someone loved him, but something was strange about the woman holding him. He could not feel a heartbeat in the woman's chest, something was strange about her, she felt almost like she wasn't even alive.
"Why would you worry?" Nagi asked her.
"Children from Rozan Kreuz usually don't smile or laugh," the woman smiled patting him on the head. "Seeing you smile ist a wery good thing."
It felt comfortable to be here, it felt safe, like he had finally found a home.
A month had passed and Nagi felt comfortable, he felt like he was home, he was happy with Rip and for some reason he started to call her Ka-san. He felt happy and he felt safe, but something about the fact that she knew everything about Rozan Kreuz bothered him.
One evening he heard her talking on the phone. "Nien, vell, he ist doing vell, I don't think…all right," he heard Rip talking on a phone. He looked through the hall as she walked into a room and shut the door to her room.
Nagi remembered Schuldich teaching him how to use telepathy for find out answers, sometimes though the person was damaged. He sat down on the bed and wondered what was going on when Rip was on the phone.
Walking into the living room, he sat down reading something that he brought with him from Japan.