Of Cats and Dogs
By Lazeralk
Standard disclaimers apply.
Part 1
This is me kinda screwing around with the idea of the Weiss boys as werewolves. I thought it might be fun to see Schwartz's reaction.
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Fujimiya Aya was not happy. Well, that wasn't much of an announcement, Aya usually wasn't happy, but tonight, he was really irritated. Yohji was out clubbing, Omi was at a study group and Ken was watching some soccer championship like it was a message from God.
He would suffer the most creative methods of torture in hell before he said it, but he was bored out of his mind. He, the Ice Prince, was mourning his existence. He sighed, winced at what he was about to do and walked into the living room where Ken's eyes were glazed over in some euphoric rapture as he stared at the screen.
Aya scowled but curled up on the couch next to him and tried to sleep. Ken shifted to accommodate him, but otherwise ignored his red headed leader.
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Schuldig laughed, and Nagi glanced at him. They were use to it by now, but it was still a little odd when the German burst out laughing at something only he could hear.
"Schu, keep it down. We have work to do you know."
"Yeah, yeah. I know." The red head replied, settling down to watch the kittens. They were spying on Weiss and he found the whole thing highly entertaining.
They watched as the sword-wielding leader curled up next to the naïve one, closed his eyes and slept.
"Oho, are they a couple?"
"You're the telepath, you tell me."
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Yohji sighed and climbed the few stairs to the living quarters of the koneko. He threw down his keys and pulled off his coat with his usual fluid grace, only mildly annoyed that he didn't have an audience. Oh well. He was much more comfortable out of his clothes than in them. They all were really.
He shuffled downstairs to see Aya curled up on the couch with Ken and smiled. If Aya was giving a little he might as well be there too. He pushed the pillow on Ken's other side and curled up as well, locking his arms around the soccer player's thigh.
Ken just settled down a little and let them sleep, not really minding the close contact. It was in there blood to be touchy-feely. They were werewolves after all.
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"Well, that's weird." Said Schuldig, glaring at the three bodies piled on the couch. Their thoughts were thawing out, settling down to sleep. As he slipped into the mind of his favorite kitten, Balinese, he felt the warmth and contentment the other man was feeling and had to stifle a twinge of jealousy. Why couldn't he have snuggle-bunnies like that?
"Tsukiono's back." Whispered Nagi, his serene eyes locked on the blonde as he carefully put away his scooter bike. They watched as Omi entered the house and disappeared from view, only to reappear wearing nothing but a pair of shorts and a smile. He too curled up on the couch and went to sleep.
"Damn." Said Nagi, his curse filled with heat.
"Damn." Agreed Schuldig appreciatively.
"I didn't know they were a foursome."
"Now, I'll never get him."
"Whoa, Nagi, what?"
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"We can't sleep here tonight guys." Said Omi, even as he snuggled closer to Yohji.
"Yeah." Yohji agreed, turning to grin at Ken.
"Ken would kick us all off the couch in his sleep."
"I would not!" exclaimed the brunette.
"Would too." Growled Aya, pinching the soccer player on the thigh for moving around too much.
"Yohji's bed is the biggest." Said Omi after a moment.
"No way, you guys can't take my bed! Do you have any idea how bad it would look if I bring home a date and my bed smells like other men? My reputation would be ruined!"
"Oh, can it Casanova. We're taking you're bed and that's final." Grumbled Ken, standing up. The motion dropped Aya unceremoniously on the couch however, and the red head growled, the sound making the air hot with the first stirrings of anger.
Ken immediately dropped to his knees in front of him and offered his neck. Aya gave a soft sigh and ran his lips along the skin then dropped a light kiss there. He stood up and made his way towards the stairs. Ken, happy to have been forgiven, rose to follow him.
"Man, can we say whipped?"
Omi laughed.
"Oh yeah." He agreed.
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"I'm officially freaked out how bout you?" Asked Schuldig as he looked into Ken's mind.
"What's going on?"
"You wont believe this, Ken-Ken over there was afraid that Ice Block would be mad at him and kick him out of bed tonight. These guys are more screwed up than we thought."
Nagi quietly contemplated this as he watched the two blondes troop up the stairs after their fellow assassins.
"Are they going to sleep together?" he asked Schuldig.
Schuldig was silent for a moment before grinning wickedly at the younger boy and nodding.
Nagi scowled.
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Ken yawned loudly as he settled down to sleep curled up next to Aya. Yohji wrapped an arm around Omi and buried his nose in Aya's chest. Aya sighed and closed his eyes, sleep claiming him and his pack.
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"They're sleeping, let's go." Said Schuldig, crushing a cigarette with his heel. Nagi smirked and rubbed his hands together as he ghosted down the stairs and made his way across the empty street to the back door of the Koneko flower shop. He used his power to disconnect the alarm system and open the doors locks.
Schuldig put a hand on the boy's shoulder and let him guide him into the house while the telepath focused his power on keeping the Weiss team soundly asleep.
Nagi lead his teammate silently up the stairs, to the door of the room where the four men slept and paused. He placed a hand on the doorknob and waited a moment. Something wasn't right.
-Schu? Are you sure they're asleep? – he sent at the telepath.
-Of course I'm sure. Why? What's wrong? –
-Bad feeling. –
-Don't worry about it, I got it covered. They're in the deepest stage of sleep and I'm keeping them there. –
-If you say so. –
Nagi frowned, his bad feeling only worsening as he turned the knob and pushed the door open. Ken turned in his sleep and faced them, causing both psychics to freeze for a moment. There enemies eyes remained closed however but his nose twitched a little.
Schuldig frowned, in this stage of sleep they shouldn't be able to move at all, in fact they should be very close to comatose. He was sensing a level of activity in the minds of his prey, a very subtle alarm was going off in their heads triggered by one of their senses. The red head couldn't tell which one it was thought, so he simply shut off each of their senses one by one. The activity vanished like mist in the sun.
Nagi steeled himself for the hard part; he focused every last fiber of his being on his power and lifted the Weiss assassins one by one off the bed. He floated each one out the door, not moving an inch. Schuldig walked in front of the floating men his eyes wide and unblinking, his mind split between keeping his targets fast asleep and sending the pictures his eyes perceived to Nagi's mind. Nagi used the mental images to guide his hostages down the stairs and out into the night without hitting anything.
Schuldig opened the back door of the small moving van he'd stolen and stared at it, feeling the four catatonic bodies move past him and into the truck.
When they had settled, they slumped slightly, indicating that Nagi had released his hold on them. He let go of the connection with his teammate and shut the doors keeping his mind firmly locked around the four captives. Nagi walked out the door and got into the passenger side of the cab. Schuldig hit the locking mechanism one more time before climbing into the drivers seat and gunning the engine. He smirked as he drove off into the coming dawn with their prize.
End Part 1