Disclaimer: I would love to own Weiss, but I would probably end up killing Aya by smacking him on the head with a rock to make him stop angsting. So it's probably a good thing he is not really my property.

Notes: This is my first WK fic. I'm not sure if the quality is up to par compared to my other stuff. (Of course, I think my insecurity may be because I've read several really good WK fics lately.) Anyway. This takes place directly at the end of Kapitel, right before that last little bit with the guys in the alleyway. You'll see what I mean. Basically, it's after the final battle with Schwarz, and the gang has returned to the Koneko, but they haven't gone on their rampage in the alley yet.

If you have any thoughts, please do leave me a note.

By the way, this is going to be a prologue, 4 chapters, and an epilogue.

Final Decision

Prologue

"Minna-saaaaan!" As Omi's voice echoed through the Koneko, sounds of pounding footsteps came from various corners as three groggy assassins made their ways to the basement. Yoji was the first to arrive, and flopped down on a chair, nearly falling back asleep. Next came Ken, who also took one of the comfortable chairs as he raised an eyebrow curiously at Omi, who merely smiled brightly. Ken wondered briefly at Omi's ability to be so happy so early in the morning every day.

Everyone felt Aya entering, even though he was silent. The obscuring sensation that he used to incite was no longer there. He did not hide his entrance like he usually did. Yoji grinned up at Aya, as if to berate the redhead for letting his guard drop so much from usual.

Aya gave a lopsided smile, to which his three companions replied in like kind. They were all glad to see Aya slowly learning how to open himself a little. The swordsman was still quiet, and still secretive, but he laughed now, and he stopped trying to push Sakura away. His sister, of course, helped the issue greatly as well.

"Good morning!" Omi said cheerily. "Birman wanted to talk to us."

"Eh?" demanded Yoji, eyebrow shifting to the top edge of his sunglasses. Birman appeared on their staircase, walked slowly down, and was silent for a few seconds, trying to decide how to word her next sentences.

"So. Since Eszett is destroyed, and you have fulfilled all your missions, Weiss can be disbanded. I know that some of you have spoken to Manx about leaving Weiss, and I am aware that, as Eszett has been destroyed, the most pressing need for Weiss is gone. However, Eszett is not the only evil in this world, and there will always be a need for Weiss. Choose carefully, because the choice you make today will affect Kritiker's next moves."

"What if some of us stay and some of us leave?" Yoji asked.

"In the case that only some of you choose to remain, Kritiker will either find you new teammates to fill in for those who leave, or we will create a new team for you."

"And if none of us stay?" Ken wanted to know.

"Then Kritiker will default to its other organizations, and build new ones. We will have to make do without Weiss, as we have no longer anything to hold any of you here. Therefore, we will not stop you from leaving."

"How long do we have to think about it?" queried Omi softly, looking away from his friends and directly at Birman.

"I would prefer an answer in the next few days, so I'll set you a time limit of two days. Otherwise, knowing you, a few of you would simply never make any decision at all." All of Weiss looked towards something safe, such as the floor or a chair cushion.

"Can we leave later, if we choose to stay now?" Yoji raised his glance briefly to look curiously at Aya.

"I suppose it depends on the circumstances. You can always leave, if you really want to, but if you choose to stay now, Kritiker will take it that you wish to remain in Weiss permanently…or at least for a while yet. Of course, if you choose to run off on your own after agreeing to stay, there is really very little we can do, besides try to talk you into returning." She sent a significant look back at the redhead, who nodded.

"We'll have your answers in two days," he said, returning up the stairs.