Disclaimer: I do not own Weiss Kreuz, so please, don't sue me.

Silence filled the secret house that Schwarz resided in, except for the faint clacking of Nagi's computer. He had requested no one disturb him as he worked, so the others had left to… amuse themselves. So he sat in the library on the opposite wall from the only phone in the room.

When a faint ray of sun fell through the heavy drapes, the phone rang. And kept ringing, much to Nagi's annoyance. It even ignored the answering machine, and kept on making that annoying buzz.

Swearing mentally, Nagi finally gave up and floated the phone over, thankful that all of the phones in the house were cordless.

"Yes?" he nearly snapped

"Are you alone?" a distorted voice asked

Nagi rolled his eyes, swearing yet again in his mind. "Yes, I am." He let anger and irony seep into his voice.

The voice paused briefly before continuing. "I have a mission for you and your team."

"There is someone you want us to kill?"

"No, protect."

"Farfarello won't be too happy."

"The person may become a target to your opposition."

Nagi straightened at the inadvertent mention of Weiss. "If you wish us to protect someone that they may kill, then it will, as Farf puts it, 'hurt God.' Who is the person, and where are they?"

"The surname is Takatori, and they are in Scotland."

Nagi gaped at the phone as it buzzed from the other person disconnecting.

Was this person daft? Didn't he know that it was he and his friends that had killed the last one? And now someone wanted them to protect this one?

After a while, when the phone started to beep about being off the cradle, he floated the phone back to its cradle, thankful yet again, that they had gotten a cordless one. The project he was working on got pushed aside and he proceeded to look up information on the country.

Farf would not be too happy about defending a Scot, considering he was Irish, but if he knew that it would hurt God in the end, he may forget about it.

Tbc
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Nagi: What is a Takatori doing over in Scotland?

Don't worry, it'll be explained… somehow. My mind's twisted, all right?

Schu: I'll say it is.