Hello. I know my chapters are a little short, but please bear with me. I
forgot to put the disclaimer on the first chapter, so.
Disclaimer: I don't own Weiss but I wish I did. Schreient doesn't belong to
me either, thank goodness. Silk is my own original character, so there.
* * * * * Youji's POV
It's quiet today in the flower shop. The Chibi and the Bishonen are moping around. I suspect its got something to do with both their love lives. I mean, ever since that Yuriko went off to Australia, the Bishonen never really got over it. What is it with people and their love lives? Why can't they just be like me? Fine, I'll admit it. I'm a slut, so what? I take a drag on my cigarette. The Chibi's so down that he's forgotten to stop me smoking for the whole morning. Unfortunately, the Icicle notices. " Youji. Put. Out. That. Cigarette." He says slowly. Goddammit, does he think I'm an idiot? Drawing out every single syllable like that as if I'm some toddler still in playschool.
I stub out my cigarette reluctantly and return to my own thoughts. The Chibi must be thinking about Ouka. Poor kid isn't going to be able to get over it all that soon. First love's like that. I sigh and lean back in my chair. It's going to be a long afternoon.
* * * * * Silk's POV
I trod slowly towards school. No one in Schreient goes to school. Not that I want to. It's just that.my slim fingers travel towards the slash marks from the whip and I wince slightly. Marks that my school uniform fail to cover. I need my space. I need my time away from them. My tormenters. I shiver slightly. But not from fear. My thick black braid swishes against my back and I straighten my school bag. It's lucky I don't have any friends to notice the scars. My knee length skirt covers most of the ones on my legs but many are still visible. I know, most girls wear their skirts mid-thigh, but I'm not normal. Or so they say. I walk towards the Koneko. Obviously, they're Weiss, and enemies of Schreient, but any enemy of those bimbos are my friends.
Maybe I could just sit near the flowers for a while. After all, I'm early and school won't start for another twenty minutes.
Before I know it, I'm sitting among the freesias and the sunflowers, inhaling their sweet scent. Such a peaceful place. I wish I could escape. Escape from Schreient, from all my worries, from my thoughts of.Death. A sweeter world, perhaps, than the one I'm in. I close my eyes and concentrate. Relaxing.
* * * * * Omi's POV
What was I thinking? How could I even think about forgetting Ouka and starting anew? I walk furiously towards the freesias to water them. A small figure's sitting among them, dressed in my school's uniform. Thick glossy black hair, bound loosely in a plait that hangs elegantly down from her head. Her face is hidden from me. Piqued by curiosity, I move closer. " Ohayo, how can I help you, miss?" The figure jumps, startled. Her face turns and my blue eyes lock on deep turquoise ones. She has beautiful eyes, flecked with gold, just like Ouka's were flecked with silver. There are whip burns marring her pale face, her arms and legs. What cruel beast could have done this to such an angel?
" I.I'm all right, thank you." she whispers and looks down at her feet. As I walk away, I faintly hear her muttering " Bombay." I freeze and turn slowly to look at her. Hard. How could she know my codename?
* * * * * Silk's POV
It just slipped out. I can feel my face burning as he turns to look at me. How could I be so careless? Man, Schoen is so gonna kill me. Literally, not just figuratively. I want to run, but I find myself rooted to the spot. What can I say? Admit I'm part of Schreient? Those beautiful wide blue eyes are narrowed with suspicion.
" Wait a minute." he approaches slowly, " I know you!" His golden hair falls, tousled, into his eyes. " You're part of Schreient! You're, wait, what'd they call you, Stille!" My heart beats wildly and my eyes fill with tears, blurring my vision. It hurts desperately, to be called evil. Indirectly, yes, but.the errant tears flow in rivers down my cheeks and I don't try to stop them. My head feels light and I collapse to the floor, my own tears blinding me.
* * * * * heh. Another chapter done. I WILL IMPROVE. I know it's not very good, but it's my first fic. a.m- thanks for being honest and I WILL try my best to improve. Reno no Miko- Thank you so so much for reviewing. I've gotten some pretty bad feedback, so it was nice to know that someone actually liked it. I thought about scrapping it, but since you like it, I'll just continue and try to improve.and yes yes, tell your friends PLEASE. I'll try to make the chapters longer. Thanks!
* * * * * Youji's POV
It's quiet today in the flower shop. The Chibi and the Bishonen are moping around. I suspect its got something to do with both their love lives. I mean, ever since that Yuriko went off to Australia, the Bishonen never really got over it. What is it with people and their love lives? Why can't they just be like me? Fine, I'll admit it. I'm a slut, so what? I take a drag on my cigarette. The Chibi's so down that he's forgotten to stop me smoking for the whole morning. Unfortunately, the Icicle notices. " Youji. Put. Out. That. Cigarette." He says slowly. Goddammit, does he think I'm an idiot? Drawing out every single syllable like that as if I'm some toddler still in playschool.
I stub out my cigarette reluctantly and return to my own thoughts. The Chibi must be thinking about Ouka. Poor kid isn't going to be able to get over it all that soon. First love's like that. I sigh and lean back in my chair. It's going to be a long afternoon.
* * * * * Silk's POV
I trod slowly towards school. No one in Schreient goes to school. Not that I want to. It's just that.my slim fingers travel towards the slash marks from the whip and I wince slightly. Marks that my school uniform fail to cover. I need my space. I need my time away from them. My tormenters. I shiver slightly. But not from fear. My thick black braid swishes against my back and I straighten my school bag. It's lucky I don't have any friends to notice the scars. My knee length skirt covers most of the ones on my legs but many are still visible. I know, most girls wear their skirts mid-thigh, but I'm not normal. Or so they say. I walk towards the Koneko. Obviously, they're Weiss, and enemies of Schreient, but any enemy of those bimbos are my friends.
Maybe I could just sit near the flowers for a while. After all, I'm early and school won't start for another twenty minutes.
Before I know it, I'm sitting among the freesias and the sunflowers, inhaling their sweet scent. Such a peaceful place. I wish I could escape. Escape from Schreient, from all my worries, from my thoughts of.Death. A sweeter world, perhaps, than the one I'm in. I close my eyes and concentrate. Relaxing.
* * * * * Omi's POV
What was I thinking? How could I even think about forgetting Ouka and starting anew? I walk furiously towards the freesias to water them. A small figure's sitting among them, dressed in my school's uniform. Thick glossy black hair, bound loosely in a plait that hangs elegantly down from her head. Her face is hidden from me. Piqued by curiosity, I move closer. " Ohayo, how can I help you, miss?" The figure jumps, startled. Her face turns and my blue eyes lock on deep turquoise ones. She has beautiful eyes, flecked with gold, just like Ouka's were flecked with silver. There are whip burns marring her pale face, her arms and legs. What cruel beast could have done this to such an angel?
" I.I'm all right, thank you." she whispers and looks down at her feet. As I walk away, I faintly hear her muttering " Bombay." I freeze and turn slowly to look at her. Hard. How could she know my codename?
* * * * * Silk's POV
It just slipped out. I can feel my face burning as he turns to look at me. How could I be so careless? Man, Schoen is so gonna kill me. Literally, not just figuratively. I want to run, but I find myself rooted to the spot. What can I say? Admit I'm part of Schreient? Those beautiful wide blue eyes are narrowed with suspicion.
" Wait a minute." he approaches slowly, " I know you!" His golden hair falls, tousled, into his eyes. " You're part of Schreient! You're, wait, what'd they call you, Stille!" My heart beats wildly and my eyes fill with tears, blurring my vision. It hurts desperately, to be called evil. Indirectly, yes, but.the errant tears flow in rivers down my cheeks and I don't try to stop them. My head feels light and I collapse to the floor, my own tears blinding me.
* * * * * heh. Another chapter done. I WILL IMPROVE. I know it's not very good, but it's my first fic. a.m- thanks for being honest and I WILL try my best to improve. Reno no Miko- Thank you so so much for reviewing. I've gotten some pretty bad feedback, so it was nice to know that someone actually liked it. I thought about scrapping it, but since you like it, I'll just continue and try to improve.and yes yes, tell your friends PLEASE. I'll try to make the chapters longer. Thanks!