AN: Hi ^_^ Since there are quite a few WK/SM fics out there, I thought that I might as well follow the flow. But I have to admit, this one is going to be a little weird. And I'm also adding some elements of Vampire Princess Miyu into the story. Miyu is not in the story, but I'm just borrowing her name, but you can be sure that Larva will be in it, how can it leave out such a bishie ^_~ Oh, and before I forget, it's going to be a Usagi centred fic as always ^_^ This starts at the end of the 2nd Weiß episode. And Usagi is going to be younger than Oka, while Oka will be older than in the series.
Disclaimer: Don't own anything.
Prologue
"Takatori!" the enraged red haired assassin screamed out in helpless frustration as his archenemy; the person who destroyed his life, flied away safely into the night.
Behind him, a younger man stared in horror as he watched his companion blindly throw his katana after the distant helicopter. He had never seen the red head display so much emotion before. To the rest of Weiss, Aya was just a silent shell, taking whatever mission thrown to him without questioning. Ken secretly hoped that one day, his quiet team mate could open up a little. But this violent display of emotions froze him to the bone. The almost maddening look in those icy hyacinth depth kept the young assassin rooted to the ground, making it impossible to run away.
"Ken-kun, is every alright?" Omi's voice from the ear piece broke the strange spell that held him still.
"Hai, mission accomplished successfully," the brunet said cheerfully, even though he looked uneasily at Aya, who dropped to the ground silently, but it seemed that the red head was out of his madness.
Ken walked up carefully towards his team, but maybe it was wiser to leave Aya alone for a while. From his actions earlier, it was hard to tell how the violet eyed young man would react. Sighing, Ken turned away and made his way to the stairs leading down to the fighting arena.
A dark shadow caught his attention, in the faint moonlight, it looked like the figure of a girl. The soccer loving assassin chuckled, Aya must have rubbed off on him, it must have been his imagination. After all, why would a girl come to a such a danger place? Shaking his head, Siberian walk walked away, his mind full of questions about Aya's strange behaviour.
~*~*~*~
"Ne Miyu, why are we here?" a small furry creature asked from it's place on a young girl's lap. (AN: See notes at the bottom) It resembled a rabbit, if it wasn't for the three spider like feet that stuck out from both sides of its body. "I thought that you weren't interested in humans."
"Why Shina, you're being awfully curious tonight," the girl answered in her soft monotonous voice, her blue eyes not moving from the red haired assassin below them. "I just wanted to see what my father do for his job, that's all." A secretive smile played along her lips, as a sudden gust of wind blew her blonde hair across her doll like face. She was dressed in a simple white kimono that ended at her knees held together by a red sash. Her feet were bare, except for the red ribbon that was tired around her left foot, but despite her thin clothes, the young girl didn't show any signs of cold. Rather, she observed with a slightly amused expression at the assassin, who after a long time just kneeling there, finally decided to leave.
"Still, it's not like you to be interested in mortals' business Miyu," a gentle male voice said beside the girl. "I don't need to remind you to often, but it's unwise…"
"It's unwise to interfere with humans. I know Larva," the blonde girl finished and leaned against her companion affectionately.
Wordlessly, the man raised a pale hand, five blood red nails tapped against the smooth porcelain as he removed the mask covering his features. Two crimson eyes were revealed, along with a handsome, seemly ageless face framed by pale blue hair. "You should get back Miyu, before he notice you."
Nodding, the girl floated up, before her body melted into a ball of flame, shooting across the lonely night.
~*~*~*~
It was the usual day at Koneko no Sumu le, five bishounen tried to work with school girls clinging to their arms. Of course, the famous playboy didn't seem to mind, then again, when did Yohji ever choose work over flirting? Unfortunately, that left the rest of the three men bustling bout to fill in for him.
It wasn't that there were many sales, the girls only came to gawk either at them or the flowers, they were never serious in purchasing anything, a fact that irritated Aya to no end. His death glare was effective in keeping the drooling high school girls a foot away from him, but too bad it didn't stop them from staring at him, nor did it succeed in forcing them to buy the flowers.
Ken groaned when the bell rang again, signifying another customer. Not that he mind the business, but at this time of the day, it could only mean another group of girls.
And true to his prediction, it was indeed another girl.
"Omi-kun!" A girl with short purple hair pushed past all the other annoyed girls and latched onto Omi's arm.
"Oka-san," the honey color haired teen looked slightly relieved to see a real customer this time. "Can I help you?"
"Omi-kun! Aren't you even going to ask me how my day was?" the girl asked with a little pout.
"But Oka-san, I just saw you three hours ago!" the poor boy looked confusedly at Oka.
"Omi! You'll never learn how to please a girl will you?" Yohji sighed helplessly, before turning to Oka putting on his most charming smile. "That's okay though, Oka-san. Don't you prefer a more experience man?"
The short haired girl didn't even look at the playboy's direction, as she completely ignored him. "Omi-kun, I want to buy some flowers."
"Will it be the usual order Oka-san?" Ken asked, already reaching for the freesias.
"No, I need a lot of flower arrangements today. And do you have any rose bouquets? Red ones?" the purple haired girl asked.
"Is it for a secret crush?" Yohji winked, but was again ignored for the second time.
"Why do you need so many flowers?" Omi asked curiously, especially since the order wasn't Oka's favourites.
"They aren't for me. My imouto-chan is coming home today, and my otoo-san want to make everything perfect. So that's why I'm buying roses. They are my imouto's favourite flowers, and otoo-san is going to fill the house with them," Oka sighed.
"You have an imouto?" Omi stared wide eyed at the spoiled rich girl. "I thought that you are an only child."
"Is she as beautiful as you?" the playboy asked, still not giving up. After all, who could resist charms? But it seemed like his previous rejections didn't go through his thick skull, for even though Oka didn't ignore him, she didn't look at him, as she answered.
"Forget it Yohji. My otoo-san will personally gut you alive if a man ever touches his little baby girl. Plus, my imouto isn't even eighteen yet. And I believe that you have a little rule, you are not interested in girls under eighteen, am I correct?"
That made the playboy hold his tongue for a while. Even though flirting is his specialty, he didn't like over protective fathers.
"She's my half sister. We look nothing alike." Oka continued to answer Omi's question. " We have the same father, but different mothers. I haven't seen Usagi in six years. She was sent to live in Juuban with some relatives. Since at that time, my father was just starting to be active in politics, and he was worried tat his enemies would try to hurt Usagi."
"You're father is into politics?" Ken asked, no wonder Oka seemed so loaded.
"Are you kidding? I barely get to see him since he's always in meetings. I'm surprised that he still remembered that roses are Usagi's favourite flowers. But then again, she has always been his favourite."
"Why Oka-san," Yohji said slyly. "Is that jealousy I hear in your voice?"
"Of course I'm not jealous!" the purple haired girl responded in anger. "She's my sister! And plus, Usagi is just the kind of person who is impossible to be angry with. She's just too sweet and cute for words!"
All the guys, except for Aya sweat dropped as a mental picture of Oka dressing and feeding a petite girl, just like one would do a doll, in their heads.
"Your order," everyone snapped out of their little day dream when Aya put Oka's flowers on the counter. The pile of flowers covered the little table completely, hiding the red haired young man behind the full bloomed red roses.
"Do you want some help to carry it back Oka-san?" Omi asked politely.
"Can you help me Omi-kun?" the girl looked up with big pleading eyes.
Before the honey haired teen could answer, the door bell rang again. All four workers tensed as the red haired woman smirked at them meaningfully.
"Sorry Oka-san, we have a lot of work to do. But I'm sure that Mome-san will help you." Omi apologized, as Aya chased the rest of the high school girls out of the flower shop.
"But…but I want Omi-kun to walk me home!" the girl whined. However, be fore she could say more, she was shoved outside by a very annoyed red head. A few minutes later, Mome-san came out of the garage with a little delivery car filled with all of Oka's flowers.
"Shall we go now Oka-san?" The smiling old lady asked sweetly.
Giving the ground one last stump, the purple haired girl had no other choice but to join Mome in the car.
~*~*~*~
Recently, there have been many crimes, which are all associated with the politician Reiji Takatori, who is running for the Prime Minister. If he wins the election, Japan will be forever plunged into darkness. White hunters of the Night, hunt the dark beasts of tomorrow!" the dark figure said, before the image on the T.V. faded.
"Are you going to take this mission?" Manx asked the four assassins. As she predicted, one of them immediately accepted.
At the sound of the name of his enemy, Aya wasn't going to pass this God sent opportunity. After all the hell that he had to live through, for her, for their parents, he had waited for this moment. Nothing could even begin to describe the amount of hatred he had for Reiji Takatori.
"I'll take it," walking up to the grinning Manx, he snatched the mission folder from her hands.
"I accept too!" Omi, Ken said together.
"Since everyone is taking the mission, I might as well," Yohji sighed, stretching lazily on the couch.
"I'm sorry, but this mission is for one person only," the red haired woman replied as the rest of Weiß stared at her dumbly.
"But that's too dangerous! Aya-kun has to have at least one person to be his back up!" Omi cried out.
"I'm sorry, but that's not allowed in this mission." Manx said in a tone that was not to be disobeyed.
"Why do I have to protect her?" Aya's monotonous voice asked from the dark corner where he stood, skimming over the mission info.
"That will be your cover Aya. Miyu Takatori, the second and youngest daughter of Reiji Takatori will be returning home this week. Miyu is Reiji's most prized possession, so he will no doubt hire bodyguards to protect her. Aya, you will be one of those bodyguards. After you have gained Reiji and Miyu's trust, you can carry out your mission."
The hyacinth eyed assassin nodded, staring down at the blurry picture of a blonde girl dressed in a blue school uniform. Her hair was down up in two buns at the sides of her head, with streamers of gold silk flowing down. Though the picture was unclear, he could make out large sapphire eyes, whose depth hid a wealth of secrets and wisdom that was at war with her cheerful appearance.
Miyu Takatori…the favorite daughter of Reiji Takatori. He would make Takatori fell the pain of losing a loved one…starting from his daughter Miyu.
AN: *giggles nervously* confused yet? Anyways, I decided to use the name Miyu, it means "beautiful night", and I just think that it's very appropriate, even though it causes some confusion ^_^ But yeah, Usagi have two names ^.^;;