Beautiful Alone
By: Raiha-chan
Spoilers: None.
Disclaimers: Weiß Kreuz and all its characters belong to Koyasu Takehito and Project Weiß. "Beautiful Alone", the first ED song, does not belong to me either. Do not sue me for I have nothing. Sad, really.
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--- Chapter Four ---
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"To every life, there's always an end,
But I close my eyes, I still see your face; beautiful...
And I throw a rose as they now lower you down
But I still believe I'll see you again
I wait for the day that I can once more hold you tight
Until then, I can't cry this pain away
Until then, memories are all I have..."
I stared in fascination at the vision before me. Red against white against soft black silk, with rose petals scattered about.
You gotta hand it to Schuldig. The idiot definitely knew what he was doing… Not that I mind the whole scenario here, but the blood was getting disturbing.
Get him while he's hot, my ass. One of these days, I will hurt that little bastard, valuable or not.
Getting rid of the useless thoughts in my head, I took a step towards the bed and its occupant. Didn't think Schuldig would go this far for the Takatori. Hell, I doubt he'd go so far for me.
Damn bastard. Probably laughing at me somewhere right at this very moment.
I stopped right beside the bed, looking down at the redhead. Sighing, I reached out and pushed the sheets back. Well, look at it this way…at least he wasn't injured.
…How the hell did I managed to get stuck with the clean-up job anyway?
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"Oh, my…how pretty," a nasal voice commented behind him. "And to think I went to all that trouble for that old man. I should've just spat in his face and kept the kitten for myself. Pity, really."
I ignored the German and continued on my task at wiping the blood away without waking the Japanese man. Or at least, I was trying to. A lot of the blood had already dried and wouldn't come off unless I press hard. And some of it were in rather…private areas. Areas I don't exactly want to touch, tempting as it is.
"Look at you," Schuldig made a 'tsk' sound and grabbed the wet cloth out of my hands. "How hard can it be to clean a beautifully pale, and extremely pliant - well, right now anyway - Japanese redhead up?" A pause then, "Oh, I'm sorry. I forgot to add 'that you're attracted to'. Whoops on my part."
Glaring at the redhead behind me, I attempted at tuning out the laughter that was being projected at me verbally and mentally.
And people say I'm never under stress. Having this idiot as a teammate, it's hard not to. Shows you how much people knows.
"Be quite, Schuldig!" I barked and immediately, the laughter ceased, but the smirk still remained. I snatched the cloth back and turned my back on the loud redhead. "Get out."
"Ooh, Bradley is mad. Should I be scared?" Schuldig chuckled again before disappearing from the room.
I fumed silently, all the while wiping the blood from the unconscious man's face and body. Hearing a soft whimper of pain, I ceased all motions and stared down at the face below me.
A pair of violet colored eyes opened slightly and blinked twice, before opening completely. They focused on me and for a moment, they held nothing but a blank and confused look in them. Finally, they widened to impossible widths as the owner finally realized the situation he's in.
"I'm not going to hurt you, believe it not." Damn, I did not just say that…
"…You did not just say that…" I blinked. And he blinked. And I blinked again.
Letting out a loud and frustrated groan, Fujimiya Aya pulled the black sheets up over his head. I just sat there, stunned.
…I think it's safe to say he's still high.
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Maybe I should backtrack a little bit and explain everything. Apparently, Prodigy has managed to hack into some painfully tight system, pulled out a file just in time, and before the system decided to perform an emergency shutdown. What was in the file, I have no knowledge of. But whatever it was, it was obviously enough for Takatori.
And of course, my visions decided to give me a little visit while I was reporting to the politician. Next thing I know, I was being ordered to do exactly as the vision indicated.
That, and we must bring the boy back alive. What for? I'm sure you all know so I will not explain it. If you don't, ask the person next to you. I'm sure he or she knows.
Since I always seem to live in bad luck, Takatori had asked me to make the boy all pretty again. What…joy.
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I stared down at the sleeping figure, slightly triumphant. I finally managed to scrape every little inch of him clean and left it void of evidence that might be connected to what happen earlier. Now, all I have to do is wait for Schuldig to come and do his job.
The door creaked slightly, and I turned, my musings halted by the sudden interruption. The German smirked at me again before gesturing towards the occupant on the bed. I merely ignored him and tapped a finger on my wristwatch.
"I was busy with something," Schuldig shrugged one shoulder.
"With what?" I inquired, as he took a step forward.
"Watching Farf play with his blender, among other things," Schuldig grinned again.
"You know what to do," I ignored his previous comments and took a few steps backward. Schuldig had, by this time, came up beside the bed.
"A complete mind-wipe?"
"Yes."
"Dare I ask why? Or did you 'not question those you work for' again?"
"Do it."
A soft snicker and finally, Schuldig focused his sole attention on the slumbering redhead. "It's not that hard. He'll just wake up with a blinding headache, that's all. Are you done playing with him, though? I know the old lecher is."
"Don't make me repeat myself, Schuldig."
"Alright, alright."
I watched Schuldig close his eyes. They remained shut for almost two minutes before they snapped open again. A slow smile work its way up on his face.
"Mission accomplished."
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Brad still sounds OOC, so do forgive me. Maybe I'll just quit writing from his POV or something. -.-;; Feedback is always welcome! ^^ Oh, and I think you guys know when I'll be switching time frames, right? So it won't get confusing, I hope? ^^;