Assassins and Thieves
This is a random little piece that I like.^__^ Thats all I can really say, about it. Oh! Please excuse me if the Starlights are OOC, I'm doing my best with them^_^ If you like it please tell me, so I can continue or drop it. ^_^
Disclaimer: I do not own Weiss Kreuz or Sailor Moon, but I have the best vocal collections for both series.^_~
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Ayabassin, didn't recognized her right away, but those eyes were unmistakable.
She wasn't afraid of the blade pressed against her skin of her neck. Instead she smiled softly at him, clearly recognizing him after all these years. "Kon'chi, Ran-chan. Are you looking for this?"
In her hand she held, a silver disk. "You do best to hand it over-"
"GUARDS!!!!!" she screamed. It was then, he realized that she wore a militaristic styled uniform. She couldn't be working for this exploited company. As footsteps pounded close, she leaned in, her blue eyes sparkling with mischief and hidden secrets. Before he could stop her, she pressed her lips against his, and all too quickly she pulled away. "Bai bai, Weiss." In a flash she was gone, with the disk in her hand.
Ayabassin cursed, as a hand appeared above him, from the air ducts. This was supposed to be an slip in, slip out operation. All the was ruined when someone tripped the alarms and she appeared...Leaving only her calling card...
Kaitou no Hime.
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She stumbled to the meeting place, laughter threatening to erupt from her lips. What a heist! Even if she had lost the disk to him, the look on his would have been worth, the two million that was offered. Kakyuu, could easily double the price.
"You're late, Hime."
"I love you, too" She laughed, as got into the silver vechile.
A snort of disgust echoed in the car, "I hope not, I don't want some blonde ditz after me."
"Bite me."
"No thank you, Does it look like I want to be ill?"
"Shut up and drive!"
Insults were trade back and forth, as she changed in the backseat. With a quick detour on the way, they arrived home. As they entered their building, another fell into step, next to the bickering pair. "Can you two please refrain from these childish insults?" He questioned as they stepped into the elevator.
"Yaten-kun started it!"
"Hmph, Odango atama started it."
He sighed, "May I see the disk?"
"Here ya go, Taiki-kun!"
"Also, Usagi care to explained your actions?" Taiki questioned as they stepped into their flat.
"What are you talking about?" Usagi chirped innocently.
"Yes, what are you talking about, Taiki?" Came the elegant voice of Kakyuu.
"You better not be making fun of our little Odango."
"Seiya!"
"Gomen, Odango." Usagi glared at the blacked haired young man.
"I am talking about this, Usagi." Within a few moments, Taiki had tapped into a security system, and was playing Usagi's confrontation with a certain red head. "This isn't a game, Usagi-chan."
"Thats why you were late? Making out with some pretty boy? Couldn't you get one on your own free time?"
"Yaten, butt out!" Seiya exclaimed, smacking him.
"I know." Usagi replied tonelessly, as she watched herself on the screen. She should really stop herself from opening old wounds. Letting the past stay in the past...A wicked little thought entered her mind, "Taiki-kun?"
The violet eyed genius looked at the blonde, "Hai?"
"May I have a copy before you delete it?"
"Why?"
"Why do you think? She's-" Yaten drawled, before Kakyuu gentle stuck a wax apple in his mouth.
If she couldn't have a peace of mind, either could Fujimiya Ran.
Usagi grinned like a Cheshire cat. "No reason."
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Weiss,
Enjoy!
A friend.^_^
Tsukiyno Omi, stared at the black video tape on the coffee table and at the note again. The message was a bit morbid, even if it was written in glittery pink ink and had an smiley face at the end. He couldn't imagine any of their enemies sending them gifts for them to enjoy. Could it be a trap?
"What are you staring at, bishounen?" A groggy voice echoed in the dark.
"What are you doing up so early, Yohji-kun?"
Kuduo Yohji tried to focused sleep glazed eyes on the living room clock. The numbers were too blurry. Tomorrow he was buying a digital clock, he promised himself...wait a minute, they had a digital clock. Damn blurry numbers. "What time is it?"
"Five."
"Night."
"Yohji! Look at this!" Omi exclaimed in a stage whisper.
"Unless it's some gorgeous brunette, I don't care. I'm sleeping."
"It's some strange tape, Yohji. They know who we are!"
That woke the blonde up at bit. "Put it on. The worst it could do is blow up the VCR."
Omi complied while the older man plomped down on the sofa, waiting until he could go back to sleep.
That feeling soon, wore off, as the tape played.
"No way!!!" Yohji yelped, now fully awake. "If I'm not getting any! Neither should Mr. Stick Up His Ass!!!"
Omi was a bit speechless to reprimand Yohji.
The blonde faded from view, as the television died. Blue and green eyes, stared at the cause. Aya, threw the black cord on the floor and walked out of the flat that he shared with his teammates. The red head frowned as he heard footsteps follow him. Thinking it was a certain playboy, he sighed. "No, you can't have her phone number."
"I don't need it, silly." He turned around to face her. Before him stood the Tsukino Usagi, he remembered. Long blonde hair pinned back in twin buns, with golden streamers spilled down her back just below her knees, and the Juuban school uniform. For a moment he wondered where she had gotten the uniform...then he remembered. Despite all appearances, Usagi was a master thief.
The reaction was automatic, as she moved towards him, his right arm lashed out, towards his 'enemy'...she ducked, and countered with a left hook like always, clearly expecting to be caught. She grinned up at him, as he held her arm, rendering her immobile. "Usagi."
"No kiss?" she teased. Her tone was light and playful, on the surface. But between them, that surface gave way, to emotions too powerful to understand, even now. "The capture isn't a complete without the kiss, Ran-chan." Blue eyes sparkled up at him, "Your rule, remember?"
It had been a daring move, at fifteen. Six years later, it was offered as a challenge.
An irresistible challenge.
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Hehe...Should they kiss? Or Not? Up to you, minna-san! ^_~
This is a random little piece that I like.^__^ Thats all I can really say, about it. Oh! Please excuse me if the Starlights are OOC, I'm doing my best with them^_^ If you like it please tell me, so I can continue or drop it. ^_^
Disclaimer: I do not own Weiss Kreuz or Sailor Moon, but I have the best vocal collections for both series.^_~
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Ayabassin, didn't recognized her right away, but those eyes were unmistakable.
She wasn't afraid of the blade pressed against her skin of her neck. Instead she smiled softly at him, clearly recognizing him after all these years. "Kon'chi, Ran-chan. Are you looking for this?"
In her hand she held, a silver disk. "You do best to hand it over-"
"GUARDS!!!!!" she screamed. It was then, he realized that she wore a militaristic styled uniform. She couldn't be working for this exploited company. As footsteps pounded close, she leaned in, her blue eyes sparkling with mischief and hidden secrets. Before he could stop her, she pressed her lips against his, and all too quickly she pulled away. "Bai bai, Weiss." In a flash she was gone, with the disk in her hand.
Ayabassin cursed, as a hand appeared above him, from the air ducts. This was supposed to be an slip in, slip out operation. All the was ruined when someone tripped the alarms and she appeared...Leaving only her calling card...
Kaitou no Hime.
*************************
She stumbled to the meeting place, laughter threatening to erupt from her lips. What a heist! Even if she had lost the disk to him, the look on his would have been worth, the two million that was offered. Kakyuu, could easily double the price.
"You're late, Hime."
"I love you, too" She laughed, as got into the silver vechile.
A snort of disgust echoed in the car, "I hope not, I don't want some blonde ditz after me."
"Bite me."
"No thank you, Does it look like I want to be ill?"
"Shut up and drive!"
Insults were trade back and forth, as she changed in the backseat. With a quick detour on the way, they arrived home. As they entered their building, another fell into step, next to the bickering pair. "Can you two please refrain from these childish insults?" He questioned as they stepped into the elevator.
"Yaten-kun started it!"
"Hmph, Odango atama started it."
He sighed, "May I see the disk?"
"Here ya go, Taiki-kun!"
"Also, Usagi care to explained your actions?" Taiki questioned as they stepped into their flat.
"What are you talking about?" Usagi chirped innocently.
"Yes, what are you talking about, Taiki?" Came the elegant voice of Kakyuu.
"You better not be making fun of our little Odango."
"Seiya!"
"Gomen, Odango." Usagi glared at the blacked haired young man.
"I am talking about this, Usagi." Within a few moments, Taiki had tapped into a security system, and was playing Usagi's confrontation with a certain red head. "This isn't a game, Usagi-chan."
"Thats why you were late? Making out with some pretty boy? Couldn't you get one on your own free time?"
"Yaten, butt out!" Seiya exclaimed, smacking him.
"I know." Usagi replied tonelessly, as she watched herself on the screen. She should really stop herself from opening old wounds. Letting the past stay in the past...A wicked little thought entered her mind, "Taiki-kun?"
The violet eyed genius looked at the blonde, "Hai?"
"May I have a copy before you delete it?"
"Why?"
"Why do you think? She's-" Yaten drawled, before Kakyuu gentle stuck a wax apple in his mouth.
If she couldn't have a peace of mind, either could Fujimiya Ran.
Usagi grinned like a Cheshire cat. "No reason."
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Weiss,
Enjoy!
A friend.^_^
Tsukiyno Omi, stared at the black video tape on the coffee table and at the note again. The message was a bit morbid, even if it was written in glittery pink ink and had an smiley face at the end. He couldn't imagine any of their enemies sending them gifts for them to enjoy. Could it be a trap?
"What are you staring at, bishounen?" A groggy voice echoed in the dark.
"What are you doing up so early, Yohji-kun?"
Kuduo Yohji tried to focused sleep glazed eyes on the living room clock. The numbers were too blurry. Tomorrow he was buying a digital clock, he promised himself...wait a minute, they had a digital clock. Damn blurry numbers. "What time is it?"
"Five."
"Night."
"Yohji! Look at this!" Omi exclaimed in a stage whisper.
"Unless it's some gorgeous brunette, I don't care. I'm sleeping."
"It's some strange tape, Yohji. They know who we are!"
That woke the blonde up at bit. "Put it on. The worst it could do is blow up the VCR."
Omi complied while the older man plomped down on the sofa, waiting until he could go back to sleep.
That feeling soon, wore off, as the tape played.
"No way!!!" Yohji yelped, now fully awake. "If I'm not getting any! Neither should Mr. Stick Up His Ass!!!"
Omi was a bit speechless to reprimand Yohji.
The blonde faded from view, as the television died. Blue and green eyes, stared at the cause. Aya, threw the black cord on the floor and walked out of the flat that he shared with his teammates. The red head frowned as he heard footsteps follow him. Thinking it was a certain playboy, he sighed. "No, you can't have her phone number."
"I don't need it, silly." He turned around to face her. Before him stood the Tsukino Usagi, he remembered. Long blonde hair pinned back in twin buns, with golden streamers spilled down her back just below her knees, and the Juuban school uniform. For a moment he wondered where she had gotten the uniform...then he remembered. Despite all appearances, Usagi was a master thief.
The reaction was automatic, as she moved towards him, his right arm lashed out, towards his 'enemy'...she ducked, and countered with a left hook like always, clearly expecting to be caught. She grinned up at him, as he held her arm, rendering her immobile. "Usagi."
"No kiss?" she teased. Her tone was light and playful, on the surface. But between them, that surface gave way, to emotions too powerful to understand, even now. "The capture isn't a complete without the kiss, Ran-chan." Blue eyes sparkled up at him, "Your rule, remember?"
It had been a daring move, at fifteen. Six years later, it was offered as a challenge.
An irresistible challenge.
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Hehe...Should they kiss? Or Not? Up to you, minna-san! ^_~