This is your life
Pairings: None yet...
Warnings: Some implied shonen ai, violence and swearing
Author's note: Niffer. This second chapter is the nastier one, because as my friend pyrochan said, "something bad always has to happen, ne? -_- yeah- yeah, the world must remain in balance..." I'm mean to Yohji again. Ah well, he's a kink, he doesn't care. # are for thoughts, in case anyone cares.
Disclaimer: Hey, if Weiss was mine and NOT Koyasu Takehito's, this disclaimer thing wouldn't exist. Ah it still would. Blanc Croix still means White Cross... Vicious Howl X could also be described as... Bloody Roar 2!!! Juuhachi is 18 in Japanese, in case you're a dork and A) have never watched subtitled DBZ android eps, or 2) cannot see that through the first sentence.
FEAR LEAP YEAR BABIES! I used Google Language tool to translate the German, so... yeah.
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Omi had been 18 for a few months now, and had earned the fresh nickname of "Omi-juuhachi". Ken blatantly pointed out that it was a good thing Yohji had not assigned their codenames, or they'd all have something stupid. Yohji responded by threatening to use Ken's own weapon on his precious soccer balls, and Ken had replied to this by asking for some dental floss from Yohji's watch to clean his teeth. Aya responded to all this by smacking them both on the heads. Resident peace-keeper between the two buddies, they all knew he only did it to show his own humor. Omi's journal ("Diary!" SHUT UP YOHJI!) had been well used, they noticed, and the pen had remained carefully placed on Omi's desk after he finished with the night's entry. #My thoughts and secrets are safe# he thought to himself with a smile, closing his eyes and curling up to rest.
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But he was wrong. Furiously wrong, but he couldn't begin to comprehend how much, seeing as he was fast asleep, and his eyes were closed, preventing him from seeing glittering objects in the darkness. Five glittering objects, in fact, and occasionally a flash of a sixth.
#Go on, Prodigy, you little pussy. Grab the fucking book and pop the lock.#
#If you call me a pussy one more time I'm gonna pop a lot more than a fucking diary lock.#
#Okay, I won't call you pussy anymore, pussy.#
A loud mental hiss echoed throughout the room as Nagi's telepathic nails dug sharply into Schuldig's testicles, and he was only stopped when Schuldig reached and slapped him across the face.
#Kleines beschissenes japanisches Gör!#*
Nagi smirked, satisfied(although there was an angry red mark on his cheek) and floated the journal over into his waiting hands. Farfarello licked the knife, grinning... well.... like a madman. "Sneaking into kittens' diaries makes God bleed and angels scream." he muttered quietly. Nagi rolled his eyes, using his mind to pry into the lock. "Goddamn Critiker devices... always make things fucking difficult..." he muttered, seeing the lock in his head and working to pick it apart. Farfarello watched with quiet interest, the right side of his head tilted to the book to see. "Almost got it..." grunted Nagi. Sweat was on his forehead. Critiker HAD to have had him in mine when they made this one. A quiet ping! and the book was open. "Well... what does this kostbare Kätzchen** have in his head?" the German muttered softly. "Why don't you take a peek while Farfarello and I read this?" snapped Nagi. Schuldig responded by sticking his tongue out at him, and Nagi used his "nails" again on the protruding muscle. "Gott verdammt*~! You should be a kitten!" Nagi picked up his lazer pen and clicked it on, holding it over the page.
03-21-02*~*
I hated last week's mission. It was awful. Awful as fuck.
"Boring..." declared Schuldig, faking a yawn.
03-29-02
Fucking pisses me off that no one fucking understands that I'm fucking hurting on the inside. All of 'em fucking know their fucking pasts fuck even that freaky eye-patch guy from Schwarz knows.
"Hey- he mentioned you Farf." A cold smile spread across the berserker's lips.
-little mother fuckers they all are some days Sometimes I think even the walls are mocking me with their fucking cruel ideAs-
"Geez. He must have had a rough day." muttered Nagi calmly.
-And that brown-haired kid my age in Schwarz has it so much easier than me probably Gets a lot better treatment than I do the fucking German probably does too-
"Bullshit."
"I second that notion, you kleines beschissenes japanisches Gör*."
"He sure says fuck a lot."
04-15-02
I think something wierd's happening to me.
"Mein Gott, someone give the kid a million dollars, he's found out he's an assassin."
I found myself flipping through the channels, and for some odd reason Aya allowed Yohji to get HBO. This wouldn't have bothered me, if 1) I hadn't been going through the stations, and 2) I hadn't seen what I did. There was a show on called "Six feet under"*~*~. I think it's about people that work in a funeral home. Nice life, huh? Surrounded by dead people. Assassinry (is that a word?) isn't much better.
"Creating new words to describe job titles makes God bleed."
"...."
"....."
"..... What."
"Continue on, gör."
So- I started to watch this show, because it was interesting. And then I guess this one guy is gay or whatever, because they showed these scenes of him having sex with another guy.
"Awwww, the katzen likes porn!"
And.... I was watching it in half-interest, half-disgust, and then... for some odd reason, images of me and the brunette from Schwarz-
Schuldig let out quiet snickers, Farfarello smirked, and Nagi's jaw fell.
-Anyway, I had to talk to Aya about it-
Now they all began snickering.
-You should have seen his face. Now that I think of it, it's damn funny. Why would I get an erection from it though? Aya explained because I was watching a sexual activity late at night, the normal time for hormones to produce cum and whatever, and stuff like that. Cus I'm not gay. It was just normal body reaction.
...Right?-
Schuldig and Farfarello stared at Nagi. "What."
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If you want more diary entries, then please give me suggestions of what he'll babble about. X_x sorry. i'm working on the smut, really!
.
.
* Little fucking Japanese brat
** Precious kitten
*~ God damn
*~*Yes, i am aware this was NOT a leap year, and Omi would actually be older than 18 if I wanted to be series-wise correct.
*~*~ Kick ass show. Watch it. ALL OF YOU.
Pairings: None yet...
Warnings: Some implied shonen ai, violence and swearing
Author's note: Niffer. This second chapter is the nastier one, because as my friend pyrochan said, "something bad always has to happen, ne? -_- yeah- yeah, the world must remain in balance..." I'm mean to Yohji again. Ah well, he's a kink, he doesn't care. # are for thoughts, in case anyone cares.
Disclaimer: Hey, if Weiss was mine and NOT Koyasu Takehito's, this disclaimer thing wouldn't exist. Ah it still would. Blanc Croix still means White Cross... Vicious Howl X could also be described as... Bloody Roar 2!!! Juuhachi is 18 in Japanese, in case you're a dork and A) have never watched subtitled DBZ android eps, or 2) cannot see that through the first sentence.
FEAR LEAP YEAR BABIES! I used Google Language tool to translate the German, so... yeah.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~
Omi had been 18 for a few months now, and had earned the fresh nickname of "Omi-juuhachi". Ken blatantly pointed out that it was a good thing Yohji had not assigned their codenames, or they'd all have something stupid. Yohji responded by threatening to use Ken's own weapon on his precious soccer balls, and Ken had replied to this by asking for some dental floss from Yohji's watch to clean his teeth. Aya responded to all this by smacking them both on the heads. Resident peace-keeper between the two buddies, they all knew he only did it to show his own humor. Omi's journal ("Diary!" SHUT UP YOHJI!) had been well used, they noticed, and the pen had remained carefully placed on Omi's desk after he finished with the night's entry. #My thoughts and secrets are safe# he thought to himself with a smile, closing his eyes and curling up to rest.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~
But he was wrong. Furiously wrong, but he couldn't begin to comprehend how much, seeing as he was fast asleep, and his eyes were closed, preventing him from seeing glittering objects in the darkness. Five glittering objects, in fact, and occasionally a flash of a sixth.
#Go on, Prodigy, you little pussy. Grab the fucking book and pop the lock.#
#If you call me a pussy one more time I'm gonna pop a lot more than a fucking diary lock.#
#Okay, I won't call you pussy anymore, pussy.#
A loud mental hiss echoed throughout the room as Nagi's telepathic nails dug sharply into Schuldig's testicles, and he was only stopped when Schuldig reached and slapped him across the face.
#Kleines beschissenes japanisches Gör!#*
Nagi smirked, satisfied(although there was an angry red mark on his cheek) and floated the journal over into his waiting hands. Farfarello licked the knife, grinning... well.... like a madman. "Sneaking into kittens' diaries makes God bleed and angels scream." he muttered quietly. Nagi rolled his eyes, using his mind to pry into the lock. "Goddamn Critiker devices... always make things fucking difficult..." he muttered, seeing the lock in his head and working to pick it apart. Farfarello watched with quiet interest, the right side of his head tilted to the book to see. "Almost got it..." grunted Nagi. Sweat was on his forehead. Critiker HAD to have had him in mine when they made this one. A quiet ping! and the book was open. "Well... what does this kostbare Kätzchen** have in his head?" the German muttered softly. "Why don't you take a peek while Farfarello and I read this?" snapped Nagi. Schuldig responded by sticking his tongue out at him, and Nagi used his "nails" again on the protruding muscle. "Gott verdammt*~! You should be a kitten!" Nagi picked up his lazer pen and clicked it on, holding it over the page.
03-21-02*~*
I hated last week's mission. It was awful. Awful as fuck.
"Boring..." declared Schuldig, faking a yawn.
03-29-02
Fucking pisses me off that no one fucking understands that I'm fucking hurting on the inside. All of 'em fucking know their fucking pasts fuck even that freaky eye-patch guy from Schwarz knows.
"Hey- he mentioned you Farf." A cold smile spread across the berserker's lips.
-little mother fuckers they all are some days Sometimes I think even the walls are mocking me with their fucking cruel ideAs-
"Geez. He must have had a rough day." muttered Nagi calmly.
-And that brown-haired kid my age in Schwarz has it so much easier than me probably Gets a lot better treatment than I do the fucking German probably does too-
"Bullshit."
"I second that notion, you kleines beschissenes japanisches Gör*."
"He sure says fuck a lot."
04-15-02
I think something wierd's happening to me.
"Mein Gott, someone give the kid a million dollars, he's found out he's an assassin."
I found myself flipping through the channels, and for some odd reason Aya allowed Yohji to get HBO. This wouldn't have bothered me, if 1) I hadn't been going through the stations, and 2) I hadn't seen what I did. There was a show on called "Six feet under"*~*~. I think it's about people that work in a funeral home. Nice life, huh? Surrounded by dead people. Assassinry (is that a word?) isn't much better.
"Creating new words to describe job titles makes God bleed."
"...."
"....."
"..... What."
"Continue on, gör."
So- I started to watch this show, because it was interesting. And then I guess this one guy is gay or whatever, because they showed these scenes of him having sex with another guy.
"Awwww, the katzen likes porn!"
And.... I was watching it in half-interest, half-disgust, and then... for some odd reason, images of me and the brunette from Schwarz-
Schuldig let out quiet snickers, Farfarello smirked, and Nagi's jaw fell.
-Anyway, I had to talk to Aya about it-
Now they all began snickering.
-You should have seen his face. Now that I think of it, it's damn funny. Why would I get an erection from it though? Aya explained because I was watching a sexual activity late at night, the normal time for hormones to produce cum and whatever, and stuff like that. Cus I'm not gay. It was just normal body reaction.
...Right?-
Schuldig and Farfarello stared at Nagi. "What."
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If you want more diary entries, then please give me suggestions of what he'll babble about. X_x sorry. i'm working on the smut, really!
.
.
* Little fucking Japanese brat
** Precious kitten
*~ God damn
*~*Yes, i am aware this was NOT a leap year, and Omi would actually be older than 18 if I wanted to be series-wise correct.
*~*~ Kick ass show. Watch it. ALL OF YOU.