A/N: Gods. I write too much, too fast. I don't wait for reviews, I just…write. Anyway, I don't own Weiss Kreuz or anything in it. That means Ken's not mine. Or Farfie. Or Omi, or Yohji, Or Aya, or anybody else in Weiss and Schwartz. And Schreient. But I don't use Schreient in this story.
Angel's Pain
Written by Sakki-san
Anything you haven't heard of belongs to me. Like the mission.
Anything you HAVE heard of, doesn't. Like the refrigerator. Wait. That's mine, too.
I sit up the next morning and blink. Somebody opened my curtains, and sunlight is streaming in. I kick the sheets off my legs and get up, stretching, yawning, reaching for my clothes. There's a fresh pair hanging off the back of a chair. I sip off my nightclothes and put on my florist outfit. Apron over the usual t-shirt, run my fingers through my hair, check my appearance in the mirror. Acceptable, but not perfect. Meh.
I leave the room and shut my door behind me. Out into our little 'kitchen', where we keep food and drinks in a refrigerator as tall as I am. I reach inside and fish around for something to eat when Omi walks in.
"Good morning, Ken…sleep all right?"
"Yeah." I grab a box of pre-made waffles and pop a few in the toaster. "Want some waffles?"
"Sure." Omi slumps down into one chair. I raise an eyebrow at him.
"Up late again on the computer?" He nods warily.
"Sorry…" I pretend to examine the box of waffles.
"You know what Yohji said about going to those sites when you're under 18…"
"Hey!!" He flings a pen at my head, I laugh, Yohji walks in and wonders what's up.
"Don't start fighting now, Aya's in a pissy mood." He pushed by me, grabs the box of waffles, drops it on the counter, and starts making himself a cup of coffee to wake him up. Omi gets up and I fish the waffles out of the toaster. He pulls out the syrup, I put the waffles on the plates and grab the forks and knives, we sit down, we eat. Aya comes in as we're eating and seems pleased to see we're all getting along. For once. Of course, not like you can see it on his face.
Yohji dunks four frozen waffles in a bowl of syrup and offers one to Aya. He passes, of course. He takes a fifth frozen waffle and puts it in the toaster, then waits for it to pop out. In the mean time Yohji offers him a cup of coffee.
I finish my waffles and wash my plate off, and leave it in the sink. I go into the flower shop to start opening up. Saturday's a good selling day, so we need to open up early. I start arranging the flowers, and open the large metal door that usually closes us off from the world. Outside, there's nobody. There's even mist still on the ground from the night before. I start arranging the flowers out in front, and shiver. Damn, it's cold. I should put on my sweater. After all, I'm only wearing a t-shirt!
Omi joins me. He shivers, too.
"Geeze! It's cold out here." He looks at the sunrise. "Pretty, though." I nod my agreement and move a large pot of flowers. He and I move a small display to it's proper spot, and start putting up flowers.
Within five minutes, both Yohji and Aya are inside and working. A small group of girls has gathered, looking for flowers, or luck, from us. I slump down on a chair inside and sigh. Omi can take care of them.
After about ten minutes, the small crowd has left, most of them with flowers in hand. September isn't exactly a good month for flowers, but people buy them anyway, hoping to keep them alive in the winter. So we've got a constant stream of people, and eventually I have to take over for Omi. He was the one up all night, and I wasn't.
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"Weiss, I have a new mission for you."
Manx had showed up at the shop about the time we were closing to say Persia had a mission for us. We were a little surprised and excited. It had been quite a while since our last mission. I personally was ready for a little action.
"There is a group of scientists who are trying to create a death weapon from a human. So far, hundreds of people have been kidnapped and died." Pictures of people with their bodies turned inside out, broken, twisted, flash across the screen. I hold back breakfast and lunch. "They were experimented on to find out reactions to certain chemicals. The four men in charge of this must be stopped." Persia 'introduced' us to the four scientists, their current location (very, very vague), and dismissed us. Omi rushed to his computer and had locked down on the location in five minutes. We headed up for our assassin gear and weapons and were out the door faster than usual.
We didn't have long to walk. The building was small, but there was obviously some underground to it. Aya was the first to go in, then Yohji, then Omi, then me. Everybody was on high alert. We'd almost been caught when we first came near the building because of a guard. Omi took care of him, though. Gotta love those darts.
Carefully, slowly, we make our way through the building, taking out any guards we see on the way. They're vigilant. Makes me nervous.
Suddenly, there's an almighty lurch, and a roar. Our heads snap to the ceiling. Everything shaking.
"The building's caving in!" Omi yells suddenly.
"We have to go!" I say. Aya hesitates to move. He wants to take out the target, but it's not worth getting crushed for! Already the ceiling near us is starting to fall apart. All four of us hightail it to the exit, the way we came in. As soon as we reach the door, the ceiling fall down on us, the walls cave in.
Figures.
My leg gets caught and I feel something tear into me. Aya flips the rock off my leg and Yohji pulls me out. We stagger back a few feet, and watch the building go up in a cloud of dust. I check my leg. Not much damage, that's good. It's bleeding a little, but I don't really care. The only thing that really got damage were my pants.
As we stand up and turn around, Omi partially supporting me, we see four figures standing in the cloud of dust behind us. They're not coughing. They're all tall, minus one.
And I can guess who they are.
"If it isn't the Weiss kittens," Schuldich purrs as the dust clears.