Disclaimer: This fic is about the best anime that there is....Weiss Kruze. It's really too bad I don't own it. Other wise this wouldn't be a fan fic, it would be the real thing. ^-^
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By Soul Child
Edited by Snow Raven
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Chapter One
Family
The man on the screen glared down at the girl on the other side. "....You have to keep her away from Weiss."
"But if he's her brother-"
"It doesn't matter! Weiss can't be interrupted in their work. If she finds him he might decide to leave and he is already not sure of himself."
"I know, I know. I just don't think that it's the right thing."
The man sighed and looked down. "You will do it though."
"Yes, I will..."
"Good." With that, the screen went blank.
"......Father."
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The sun started to dim as it went over the horizon. The Weiss boys were relaxing in their apartment after a long day of work in the flower shop. Aya was in his room being his usual charming self. Ken was bouncing a soccer ball around the front room, trying not to knock over anything worth much money. Omi was pecking away at his computer that was set on the kitchen table. Yoji was puffing away at a cigarette while watching the sun go down from the front window. Yoji's eyes drifted down to the street as a black car pulled up to the front of the house. It stayed there for a moment then a woman stepped out of from behind the wheel. From what Yoji could tell she was over 18. She had waist length brown hair. She wore high heel black boots covered by a pair of blue jeans and a black T-shirt. She had a pair of dark sunglasses on. As she pulled them off she looked up into the window where Yoji was perched. Her eyes where a deep blue. For a moment Yoji was entranced by her wonderful eyes. He had seen those eyes somewhere before, but he couldn't put his finger on it. She reached into the back seat of the car and pulled out a bag large enough to hold a small jet plane. She swung the bag over her shoulder and started towards the stairs leading up to the Weiss door.
"We've got company," Yoji announced.
The ball that Ken was kicking around bounced off of the coffee table, hit him in the head
and rolled over to Omi, whose head popped up from the computer and his fingers stopped in their
places. "
"No," Yoji said. "It's a woman, but be on guard just in case."
"A woman?" Ken said, raising an eyebrow at Yoji. "I think that you can handle one, Yoji."
The sound of high-heels coming up the steps made all of the assassins turn their heads. A silhouette appeared just before the light knock on the door. With a bright smile Yoji took two steps over to the door and opened it without hesitation.
"Welcome," he greeted. "What brings such a beautiful woman up to our door?"
"Thank you Yoji," she said, taking the cigarette out of his mouth and putting it out. "But I'm not here to see you."
She stepped past him and set her bag down right at the door. She didn't even give Ken a glance before quickly heading over to the kitchen table. The moment Omi saw that she was coming he stood up, ready for anything-almost. For a second they stood face to face, neither of them talking. Her lips formed a huge smile and she flung her arms around him.
"It's really you!" she exclaimed. "Oh, Omi it's been so long! I missed you!!" She even picked up the poor boy and swung him to the other side of the table. "It's soo good to see you again!!" His poor cheeks were almost covered with her lipstick.
Yoji and Ken were completely confused by the turn of event and had rather large question marks hovering over their heads. Aya was standing in the door frame of his room with his usual manner and a small question mark himself.
At last she realized that he wasn't quite as excited as she was and released her grip. "You don't remember me do you?" she asked, her eyes hurt.
"I'm afraid I don't," Omi admitted.
"How could you forget?"
"I don't know," Omi said, trying to be as gentle as possible.
"It's me, Rei." Omi still looked completely and utterly confused. "Your sister."
At those two simple words several things happened. Omi's eyes almost came out of their
sockets and his jaw hit the floor. Both Yoji and Ken did face faults and Aya got out his katana
and did an impossible anime jump towards Rei, yelling, "Shiiiii-neee
Rei's head turned at the yelling assassin. At lightning speed her high-heeled foot went into a high kick and hit Aya in the tender place between his legs. He immediately went down in pain. Rei grabbed his blade out of his quivering hand and put it against his throat.
"Do you want to kill me, Aya?" she asked, tapping his jaw with the flat part of the blade. "That might have been your only chance. I doubt that you'll get another."
With that she pulled the implement of death away and put out her hand to help him up. Aya glared at the hand with burning hatred and pushed himself up. Once he was on his feet he ripped the sword out of Rei's hand and with as much dignity as he could walked back to his room.
Rei cringed as his door slammed. "That didn't go quite as well as I hoped."
"How can you be my sister?" Omi stammered out.
"Simple, your dad and my dad are the same person."
"But I would have known if my mom had another baby."
"True, and I guess you could say that I'm technically not your sister."
"Than who-"
"I'm your half-sister!"Rei exclaimed, holding up a finger in front of Omi's face.
Omi's eyes were going *blink blink*, complete with sound effects as he looked at the finger in front of his face. All of the Weiss boys were still confused and no one was quite sure what to say next. So every one just stood there not moving a muscle.
At last it was Yoji who broke the silence. "Um...Rei was it? Would you care to elaborate?"
Rei sighed, pulled a chair out from under the table and sat down. "Alright I'll lay it all out nice and neat for you and if you still have questions I'll answer them best I can."
Omi nodded and pulled up a chair next to her and started to listen intently to every word that she said.
"Father loved your mother very much," she began."But he couldn't marry her. He was devastated. After a few years like that he realized that she wasn't the only woman that he could fall in love with. That's when he met my mother, Megumi. He saw that she had talents that he would be able to use, so he hired her as his secretary, personal assistant, and bodyguard. After awhile his admiration for her turned into love and they were married and I soon came along. After my mother's death father once again went into depression. Since he couldn't think of anyone else to turn to he went back to your mother.....And I think you can figure out the rest."
Once she was done Omi looked away from her and started to look off into space as he pondered. "I have a question," Yoji said, speaking up. "Why are you here?"
"What can't I come and visit my long lost brother?" Rei said, trying to look as innocent as possible. Yoji continued his penetrating gaze and after a moment Rei let the fake smile and innocent act drop. "Ok I'll admit it there is a second reason I came here. But why talk about business when I have the chance to get to know my bro. That the most important reason I came here."
He seemed, for the moment, satisfied with that answer. He nodded and took a few steps back over to the window and lit another cigarette. Ken pulled out another chair on the other side of Rei and sat down.
"So, what do you do for a living?" he asked, trying to sound casual.
"Before father died I worked for him."
"So Persia turned you into a killer too," Omi said, not looking at her.
"No, I went into the family business, just like you did."
"I didn't have a choice."
"He did it to protect you."
"Protect me?" he exploded, turning to face her. "He never cared about me."
"He loved you!" she insisted. "Don't you remember what he did after he saved you?"
"After Persia saved me he made me an assassin."
"Almost every night you cried out," Rei said, her voice soft. "He went to your bedside and held you. Don't you remember?"
"I...I thought that was a dream," he said, looking away from her once again.
"No it wasn't. Father loved you, but he had to protect you," she said, looking as if she might cry. "That reminds me. I have something for you."
Rei got up from her chair and headed over to the door where she had left her bag. She set it on the table and started looking through it. She pulled out a hair brush, a box of tissues, a complete make over kit, half a dozen pencils, her checkbook, keys, a camera, a fan, a flashlight, a first aid kit, sketch pad, and so on. When she pulled out a book she started to flip through it's pages saying: "Is this it?" Once she was done flipping she set the book on the table and began her search again. She pulled out another book. After a moment of flipping through the pages she smiled. "This is it." She stepped over to Omi and held the book out to him.
"A book?" He asked, staring at it.
"Not just a book, it's father's journal. It starts a few weeks before your mother's death and ends a few months after you started your training as an assassin. There's also a letter." She said, taking an envelope out of the book. "He wrote it to you."
Omi took the book and envelop out of her hands and looked at them. Written on the
envelope were two words.
"What does it say?" he asked.
"I don't know. You'll have to read it. But I'm sure that it will answer some of your questions that I can't."
Omi set the journal on the table and looked intently at the letter in his hands. No one moved. It almost seemed as if time had stopped. Omi's hand inched over to his pocket and he grasped the smooth metal of his pocket knife. He slowly pulled it out and flicked it open. He started to move the blade along the top of the envelope. He was moving so slowly that Rei could barley tell that he was even moving. Once the letter was opened he placed the blade back into his pocket. He slipped the sheets of paper out of their holding place and put the envelope on the table. He held the pieces of paper so gently that it almost seemed as if his was holding the most important thing in the world, and to him it probably was.
His lips tightened as his eyes went down the paper. Yoji watched from the window, interested, but trying not to watch Omi as intently as Ken and Rei They were both watching every move that Omi made and every inflection that crossed his face. Not too long after Omi started to read his letter his jaw started to quiver and his eyes swelled. Before any tears could form he bolted for the safely of his room. There he could cry and not worry about what his comrades thought of him.
"Omms," Rei whispered, as he disappeared into his room. She sighed and her head dropped. "I think all he needs is a little time alone." She stood up from her seat and started to put her things back into her bag.
"I should probably go to a hotel and come back tomorrow," she said, to anyone who was listening.
"Why don't you stay here?" Ken said.
"I couldn't do that. I don't want to impose. Besides I don't think Aya wouldn't like it and I'm not sure that it would be good for Omi."
"I think it might be good for Omi if he has questions later you can answer them. And Aya.....well Aya can deal with it if he has a problem."
Rei smiled, and looked Ken in the eyes. "Thank you."
"No problem," he said, putting his hands behind his head and leaning back on his chair. "Always willing to help a damsel in distress."
Rei's smile only widened as she walked over to Ken. She leaned over him and put her face next to his. For a moment it looked as if she might kiss him, but instead she put her hand on his chest and pushed him over. Ken flung his arms and legs wildly as he toppled over back wards. Yoji laughed as he looked down at Ken laying on the floor.
"Got yourself into a bit of trouble, ne?"
Ken glared up and Yoji. Rei ignored them both and stepped over Ken as she headed to the fridge. "Have you boys eaten dinner yet?"
"No," Ken said, as he set the chair back up.
"Than I guess I'll feed you guys," she said, opening the fridge and glared into it. After a moment she shut the fridge and went onto the cupboards. She opened each one and looked at the contents, or lack there of. "I think that I might go to the market before I make dinner."
"It's getting dark out," Yoji said.
"Yeah, you might need a strong man to protect you," Ken said, flexing his muscles.
"Know where I can find one?"
Ken folded his arms across his chest. "That was low."
"I'm a big girl. I can take care of myself," she insisted.
"You're new in town," Ken pointed out. "I don't want you to get lost. Plus I know all of what the guys like and don't."
"You like to live dangerously don't you?"
"I've got a dangerous job."
Rei swung her bag over her shoulder and started for the door. She stopped with her hand on the door nob. "Are you coming or not?"
Ken jumped up from his chair and stepped over next to her. "Coming."
Yoji heard the sound of high-heels on the steps as they went down. He watched them go into Rei's car.
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Hot tears streamed down Omi's face. His pillow was wet from all of his tears dropping onto it. As he read the letter in his hands the tears started to flow harder and faster.
Dear Omi,
I have so much to tell you that I almost don't know where to begin. First off, if you are reading this letter, I am no longer in this world, I have left to be with your mother. I wanted you to know that I am your father and that I love you more than you can imagine. I wanted to be a father to you, but I couldn't . It was too dangerous. If you lived with me and knew me as your father I would have been putting you at risk. My brother wants you dead and will do anything in his power to get what he wants. I had to do all that I could to protect you, even if that meant that you had to disappear and become an assassin. It was the hardest decision that I had to make in my life, but I made it.
You turned out to be a real good boy, and I'm sure that you will grow up to be a kind and loving man. I'm proud of you my son. I always have been and always will be. You may hate me for what I've done to you, and I can't blame you. I would hate my own father if he had done that to me. All I ask is for your forgiveness. All that you really need to know is that I love you and your mother loved you. You were never alone. I was always watching over you. I think that your mother is watching from heaven.
Let Rei be a sister to you. I know that she loves me, but she has always wanted more. She has never been able to forget the time you spent with us as a little child, even if it was only for a few weeks. The day that I told her that you couldn't live with us and that you had to go away, she cried. She cried herself to sleep for more than a week. She has wanted to have a brother so badly. Even if you can't forgive me don't take it out on her. All she has ever wanted to do is be your friend. Let her.
I know that Weiss has grown to become your family. You never had a real family and the bond that you have with the other members is stronger than anything I could have imagined possible. I hope that Weiss will stay together. Not only for your sake, but for the sake of justice. Never forget what you are fighting for, my son. You are fighting for the hope that this world can become a better one. So that no one has to go through the pain that you had to. I hope that one day there can be a world where I could have been the father that I always wanted to be. I can't change the past. I wish I could. But you can make a better future for yourself and others. Be the kind boy that I know that you are. No matter what happens know that I have, do and will always love you.
Your Loving Father,
Shuiichi
Omi had read that letter over and over again, and each time that he did he cried a little more. He had always hated his father and thought that he was selfish and didn't love him. Now everything was different. When he was young he would dream about having a family with a father, mother and even sister. Now he knew that his father loved him and his sister was here with him. It was almost as if his childhood dream was coming true.
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"They've been gone a long time," Yoji told Aya, still sitting on the window sill.
"What's your point?" Aya asked, not looking up from polishing his sword.
"They could have gotten into trouble."
"Ken can handle it. He's a big boy."
"Well you certainly couldn't."
Aya shot Yoji a look of pure hatred."Do you have a death wish?"
"We all do. You of all people should know that. We tempt fate every day. Sooner or later we'll die. It's just a matter of time. If you're the one to kill me, Aya, so be it." Yoji stood up from his post on the window seal and bent over Aya.. "Do you really want to kill me?"
For a long minute they looked into each other's eyes. Their penetrating gaze was enough to pierce one's soul and leave a chill for all eternity. At last it was Yoji who ended the deadlock. He looked away from Aya and walked towards his room. When he was standing at the door frame he turned back. "I wouldn't mind being killed by you, Aya. I would much rather be killed by a friend than an enemy." With that, Yoji closed the door to his room leaving Aya alone with his thoughts.
Aya sat in the front room for a long time. Almost the only thought that crossed his mind was of how he had been humiliated by that woman, in front of the team. She couldn't do that to him. He didn't care who she was. No one does that to him and gets away with it. He didn't know how, when or where, but she was going to pay for what she did to him.
He perked up when he heard the sound of her car pulling up. He stepped over to the window and looked into the darkness. Squinting he could see two dark shadows getting out of the car. The figures picked up sacks from the back seat and started to walk up the stairs to the apartment. Aya's fist clenched around the hilt of his sword and that woman's voice came closer. The moment that the door swung open Aya was jumping toward it. "Shhhiiiii-nneeee!"
Rei dropped the sack of groceries on the floor and with one swift motion pulled out a bladed fan out of her bag. Aya's sword hit between two of the blades and Rei closed the fan on Aya's sword and flung him to the floor.
"When will you give it up?" she asked, as she bent down to pick up the food. "If you attack in anger you will be defeated."
"What's going on?" Yoji asked, as he poked his head out of his room.
"Nothing," Rei said. "I just dropped my groceries. There are still some bags in the car. Could you go get them, Yoji?"
"Sure," he said, heading out of the door.
Aya picked himself up from the floor and sat at the kitchen table, brooding. His eyes were fixed on Rei, as if she was a poisonous snake that would strike at any moment. His eyes followed her every move as she put the food into the fridge. "You don't have to hate me you know, Aya," Rei said, not looking at him. "Don't let your hatred get in the way of your judgement. We could be great help to one another if you were willing."
Aya said nothing to her. He only continued his penetrating gaze. At last Yoji broke the stiff air. "What did you buy so much food for?" He asked as he plopped the bags onto the table. "You got enough food to feed an army."
"That's what you are in a sense isn't it?"
"Well sort of...." Yoji said, running his fingers through his hair.
"An army made to solve the injustices in the world. A very noble profession."
Yoji blushed slightly, but it soon faded when Ken came through the door with an arm load of groceries. "I thought that you were helping not flirting, Yoji." Yoji stepped over to the door and took a few bags from Ken and set them onto the table.
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The aroma of food penetrated Omi's room and awoke him from his slumber. His mouth opened into a large yawn as the boy sat up and began to rub his eyes. It took him as moment to remember what had happened. Once his eyes fixed on the letter from his father he was able to remember all that had happened earlier that night.
In his stocking feet he stepped over to the door, trying not to make a sound. As slowly as he could he creaked open his door. The scent of pork, rice and vegetable hit him. He was able to look over to the source of the wonderful smell. It was Rei She was at the stove making a dinner that they had never seen in this house before. The only real food that they ever got was take out. When one of the assassins did try to cook, which was rare mind you, the food always ended up burnt and hardly edible. The only thing that they never burnt was rice, but that was probably due to the fact that they had a rice cooker.
As Omi sat there watching he could hear the sound of humming. It was Rei The melody was familiar somehow, but it was as if he had heard it when he was very young. As he listened to her he was able to hum along with her, but he couldn't remember the words. It was like he had heard the song from a dream.
"Are you going to come out or just watch us all night?" Yoji asked.
Omi's head turned to look at his friend. Yoji was standing in the corner puffing away at his cigarette. The moment that Omi knew he had been caught he stepped out of his bedroom. He walked over to the table and sat down. The table was set for five, his computer and his father's journal was set on the counter near the rice cooker. Aya was sitting across from Omi. For once he took his gaze away from Rei and looked at Omi. Omi knew that his comrade would never hurt him, but he could tell the Aya was on the verge of cracking. Omi could see the blood lust in Aya's eyes and for a fleeting moment he even thought that Aya might attack him. Just when Omi was seriously thinking that Aya might do something his gaze turn back to Rei
Omi couldn't stand the silence any longer. He snatched his computer and the journal off of the counter and sat down at the coffee table, his back toward Rei He didn't want to see Persia's brown hair on her, or his eyes in hers. Most of all he didn't want to see any of his mother in her, not that there would be, just the thought that there might be was enough to get Omi to look away from her.
"It's ready," Rei announced.
The Weiss boys all put away their various forms of diversion and congregated around the table. By the time Omi had put away his computer there was only one open seat left-across from Rei. Omi sighed and reluctantly took the open seat.
Rei unplugged the rice cooker and set it down in the middle of the table. Ken was the first to grab the rice paddle and open up the cooker. Just when he was about to plunge the paddle into the soft rice, Rei put the cover back over the rice.
"We haven't said grace yet," she quietly reminded him.
Ken's face fell and he dropped back into his seat. "We've never given thanks before."
"It's a good habit to get into. That way you'll be able to think about all the effort to took to put this food onto the table."
Her voice was soft and kind, like a mother explaining to her child. The sound of her voice reminded Omi of his mother. Her comforting words to him when he was hurt or afraid when he was a little child. He could almost hear the distant memory of his mother's voice when Rei spoke. When she was praying her voice, to Omi, was like an angel. He could listen to her voice for hours. It wouldn't matter to him what she said, just that she talked.
Once she had finished her prayer Omi opened his eyes to see Ken piling rice into his bowl. When Ken was done Omi put a few scoops of rice into his bowl, and passed the paddle on.
"Delicious," Ken said, his mouth full of rice.
"Thank you, but please don't talk with your mouth full. It's disgusting."
"So...." Yoji said, trying to start a conversation. "I was wondering.... you could have came anytime. Why now?"
"Let's just say that after my father's death I had to keep a low profile. Besides I had a few things that I had to take care of."
"Couldn't risk being seen with us," Aya said.
Rei did show any sign that she had heard his comment. Tension was in the air as Aya's words hung in their ears. For a long time no one spoke. It was almost as if they were afraid of what they might say if they ever started talking again. Even Yoji, who would usually find something witty and charming to say, said nothing.
Once all of the rice had been scraped from the bottom of the cooker, the pork and vegetables had all disappeared from their dishes, Rei started to clear off the table. Hot water rushed over her hands as she filled the sink. Ken smiled at Rei as he placed his dishes into the soapy water. He might have been trying to make her feel welcome, but she gave no sign that she even noticed his presents.
Soon the Weiss boys went onto somewhat normal activities. Aya got out one of his books and was reading at the table, looking up at Rei every once in a while. Omi was pecking away at his computer, trying to shake off the feeling he got when Rei prayed at dinner. Yoji was going through his little black book looking for someone whose house he might be able to go to if things got to be to bad. Ken was bouncing his soccer ball around and seeing how he could get to Rei before she would even acknowledge that he was even there.
Once Rei finished the dishes she walked toward the door. She picked up her bag that was next to the door and turn around to look back at the boys. "I guess this is good bye," she said, her hand on the doorknob.
"What do you mean 'good bye'?" Omi asked, standing up from behind his computer and taking a step over to Rei
"So you do talk. I was starting to think that someone had cut out your tongue." Rei said, turning to leave.
"You're just going to leave then. Just like before, no explanations or anything, leaving me alone."
Rei turned around like a shot. "If you get one thing right get this. I wanted to be your sister. I would have loved for you and I to grow up together, but it was impossible. Takatori would have killed you if he had known where you were. Father loved you enough to let you go and to have you disappear. I was just as hurt as any of us.
"If you want me to stay I will. If you want me to walk out that door and never come back I will. I don't want to cause you any more pain. I just wanted to make sure that you knew the truth. And I thought that we might be brother and sister. But I can see that it impossible."
"Don't go," Omi said, putting his hand on Rei's shoulder "Nothing is impossible if you try hard enough."
"Oh look at the time," Yoji said, faking a yawn. "We better get to bed. Come on Ken." He said, grabbing the poor boy by the back of his shirt and practically dragging him away.
Aya watched the two assassins walk off than quietly closed his book and walk into his bedroom with out saying a word.
"Do you really want me to stay?" Rei asked, sitting down on the couch.
"Yes," Omi said, sitting beside her. "I've never really had a sister before."
"And I've never really had a brother. There is still so much you need to know. So much that I have to tell you."
"So start talking."
"I don't think that you are ready for some of it."
Omi looked at her puzzled for a moment. Rei sighed. "Soo.."
"Just stay. We can figure out the rest latter."
"Thank you, but I can't stay. I will however promise to come back." she said, resting her hand on his chest. "You have to go to work tomorrow, you should be getting to bed."
"I guess you're right, but where will you go?"
"Don't worry about me. Good night."
"Good night," Omi said, before heading into his bedroom.
Authors' notes: This fic is dedicated to the best anime that there is...Weiss Kreuz!!!! I am 100% obsessed with that anime and it is all Snow Raven's fault. She found it on the Net and told me about it. She also introduced me to my one true love....*dreamy sigh*.....I'll let you figure out which Weiss boy it is by reading the fic. Tee hee hee....aren't I evil?
(Snow Raven: *waves* Hi, I'm making a guest appearance in these notes. *raises eyebrow* Yes, I admit it, I introduced her to Weiss. *hangs head* Well look on the bright side everyone, you don't have to watch her make doe-eyes at the computer screen!)
Now onto the business and explanations. The first few chapters of this fic have been written by little ol' me, Soul Child and edited by Raven. The next few will be written by Raven and edited by me. This fic was originally a notebook that my friends and I past around to get away from that frightening thing called school.
(Snow Raven: Meaning I edit her...ahem...spelling...and wonder what on EARTH that word is....and edit more spelling....) (Oh thanks Raven...and I thought you were my friend.)
Anyway, the notebook starts in the middle of the fic, so since I was the one who started the Weiss notebook I got to write the few chapters before the notebook starts. Just to let you know the first scene in this chapter happened like a year or so before the rest of the fic. Don't want you to be any more confused than you already are.
Once we get to where the actual notebook starts Raven will be doing most of the typing. (Raven: *falls over* @@ Too much....too much...) Little will be changed from the notebook, only a few things to make it flow better and more believable. But for the most part this fic was written by all my friends: Me, Raven, Mot, Sammy and Celly.