Title: Russian fox
By: Wildchild Laio -2002
Mail: Laioism@hotmail.com
::: Chapter 3 :::
Hands. Grasping. Pulling below. Dark surface. Wide eyes. Trying to scream. Pain. Cold.
Exhaustion. No hope. Tears.
"Please don't touch me. Just let me die..."
Aloysa awoke with a start. Nagi was kneeling by his bedside with a worried expression.
His hands resting on the older youths shoulders.
"Laiho?" he whispered and slowly let go. " Are you ok?"
"I…." Aloysa swallowed, steadying his voice." Just a nightmare I guess…"
He sat up and Nagi backed away from the bed.
"Some nightmare…" the telekinetic whispered under his breath. Aloysa lowered his eyes.
"I….did I say anything?"
"….Yeah…not that I understood any of it though, I don't know a word in Russian…"
Aloysa smiled a little at that, a smile which Nagi mirrored, although the worried line hadn't
completely faded from his eyes.
"Well, you better get dressed and get yourself some breakfast. Usually, Schuldig isn't much
of a morning person, but lets not tempt fate by letting him wait."
When the two teenagers stepped inside the kitchen Schuldig was already sitting by the table,
staring listlessly into a cup of coffee, ruffled red hair framing his face. He gave the two a glance and
nodded.
"You're up early, " he noted, yawning." That's good, today there will be lost of work to go
trough Russian." Nagi turned to the other teenager.
"I'll be off to school now," he informed. Aloysa stared at him in confusion.
"…You go to school?" he asked, the thought of going to a normal school totally alien to him.
Schuldig chuckled into his cup.
"Thanks to Crawford. He wanted the kid to have a proper education…"
"Unlike some of us…" Farfarello's low voice filled in, as the berserker appeared right
behind Aloysa and Nagi, making Aloysa squirm uncomfortably as the strange honey coloured
eye once again was turned to him, gleaming with anticipation. Nagi, seeing the other youths
distress, stepped in between.
"Don't you have other things to do Farfarello?" he suggested calmly with just a hint of ice to his voice.
Once again Farfarello smirked.
"A little of this, a little of that" he replied and Schuldig gave him a knowing grin.
"Just make sure you'll stay unnoticed…We wouldn't want the kittens to know of your presence quite yet."
Aloysa followed Nagi to the door, dreading to be left alone with the older assassins.
Schuldig leaned back in his chair, watching as Aloysa cleaned away the last of his breakfast of the
table. He had been amused watching Aloysa wolfdown his breakfast as if he had
never before seen food. Of course, the trip from Europe to Japan must had taken much
energy out of him. Aloysa raised his eyes, meeting Schuldig's jade coloured gaze.
There was something new in the youths eyes now. Determination. Schuldig noted this with
satisfaction. If Aloysa was beginning to regain his nerves things would work out much easier for
both of them.
///You're finished fuchsen?/// Aloysa nodded.
"Where are we going?"
"Tokyo, to the area where the men were last heard off." The sound of soft footsteps interrupted them as
Farfarello once again appeared in the kitchen door. The pale assassin was wearing a
black leather jacket and tight
jeans that had been worn grey and were ripped at several places, revealing milky white skin.
Aloysa was suddenly dry mouthed and he lowered his eyes forcing back the treacherous
heat from his face.
///Well, well, fear turns to fascination does it?/// Schuldig's voice was amused. /// Farfarello seem to
have that effect on lots of people.../// Aloysa stared at the telepath pleadingly
///Shut up….Please, just shut up…/// he thought. Schuldig shrugged, the laughter never leaving his eyes.
Farfarello's white eyebrows rose at the silent display of emotions crossing his team-mates faces.
"As I said," he continued." You'll need this." He reached for the inside of his jacket and puled out a gun.
Aloysa nodded and silently took the weapon.
"You know how to use it right?" Schuldig's voice was heard.
"Right."
" ...Then god will cry" Farfarello mused softly." Everyone except Schwarz is a enemy or
potential enemy to you now. You can't show any mercy for then you will surely be
stabbed in the back later…remember that." With those words the
Irishman once again turned and walked out of sight and a moment later there was the
sound of a door closing. Aloysa turned to Schuldig and found that the man was holding a
gun, a cold, dangerous, gleam visible in his almost unnaturally green eyes.
"Farfie is right," he murmured softly. " There will be times when you'll have to be on
your own…We're a team, but even so, no chain is stronger than its weakest link…If you fail us
on one of those occasions…." He left the sentence unfinished and the two of them
stared in silence at each other.
"I've been fighting my whole life…" Aloysa finally said, not breaking the eye contact. " It won't be
any different now…And if that is what you need of me, then that is what I will do. That is why
I am here, after all..." Schuldig didn't reply.
"Lets go to the car before Farfie gets bored and decides to rip it apart inwardly," he said, getting to
his feet. As he walked past Aloysa, the boy suddenly felt that something had changed
between them. He didn't know exactly what, only that the distrust he had held for the
fickle telepath had, if not completely disappeared, at least lessened some what.
Hurrying, he followed Schuldig outside.
(TBC)
By: Wildchild Laio -2002
Mail: Laioism@hotmail.com
::: Chapter 3 :::
Hands. Grasping. Pulling below. Dark surface. Wide eyes. Trying to scream. Pain. Cold.
Exhaustion. No hope. Tears.
"Please don't touch me. Just let me die..."
Aloysa awoke with a start. Nagi was kneeling by his bedside with a worried expression.
His hands resting on the older youths shoulders.
"Laiho?" he whispered and slowly let go. " Are you ok?"
"I…." Aloysa swallowed, steadying his voice." Just a nightmare I guess…"
He sat up and Nagi backed away from the bed.
"Some nightmare…" the telekinetic whispered under his breath. Aloysa lowered his eyes.
"I….did I say anything?"
"….Yeah…not that I understood any of it though, I don't know a word in Russian…"
Aloysa smiled a little at that, a smile which Nagi mirrored, although the worried line hadn't
completely faded from his eyes.
"Well, you better get dressed and get yourself some breakfast. Usually, Schuldig isn't much
of a morning person, but lets not tempt fate by letting him wait."
When the two teenagers stepped inside the kitchen Schuldig was already sitting by the table,
staring listlessly into a cup of coffee, ruffled red hair framing his face. He gave the two a glance and
nodded.
"You're up early, " he noted, yawning." That's good, today there will be lost of work to go
trough Russian." Nagi turned to the other teenager.
"I'll be off to school now," he informed. Aloysa stared at him in confusion.
"…You go to school?" he asked, the thought of going to a normal school totally alien to him.
Schuldig chuckled into his cup.
"Thanks to Crawford. He wanted the kid to have a proper education…"
"Unlike some of us…" Farfarello's low voice filled in, as the berserker appeared right
behind Aloysa and Nagi, making Aloysa squirm uncomfortably as the strange honey coloured
eye once again was turned to him, gleaming with anticipation. Nagi, seeing the other youths
distress, stepped in between.
"Don't you have other things to do Farfarello?" he suggested calmly with just a hint of ice to his voice.
Once again Farfarello smirked.
"A little of this, a little of that" he replied and Schuldig gave him a knowing grin.
"Just make sure you'll stay unnoticed…We wouldn't want the kittens to know of your presence quite yet."
Aloysa followed Nagi to the door, dreading to be left alone with the older assassins.
Schuldig leaned back in his chair, watching as Aloysa cleaned away the last of his breakfast of the
table. He had been amused watching Aloysa wolfdown his breakfast as if he had
never before seen food. Of course, the trip from Europe to Japan must had taken much
energy out of him. Aloysa raised his eyes, meeting Schuldig's jade coloured gaze.
There was something new in the youths eyes now. Determination. Schuldig noted this with
satisfaction. If Aloysa was beginning to regain his nerves things would work out much easier for
both of them.
///You're finished fuchsen?/// Aloysa nodded.
"Where are we going?"
"Tokyo, to the area where the men were last heard off." The sound of soft footsteps interrupted them as
Farfarello once again appeared in the kitchen door. The pale assassin was wearing a
black leather jacket and tight
jeans that had been worn grey and were ripped at several places, revealing milky white skin.
Aloysa was suddenly dry mouthed and he lowered his eyes forcing back the treacherous
heat from his face.
///Well, well, fear turns to fascination does it?/// Schuldig's voice was amused. /// Farfarello seem to
have that effect on lots of people.../// Aloysa stared at the telepath pleadingly
///Shut up….Please, just shut up…/// he thought. Schuldig shrugged, the laughter never leaving his eyes.
Farfarello's white eyebrows rose at the silent display of emotions crossing his team-mates faces.
"As I said," he continued." You'll need this." He reached for the inside of his jacket and puled out a gun.
Aloysa nodded and silently took the weapon.
"You know how to use it right?" Schuldig's voice was heard.
"Right."
" ...Then god will cry" Farfarello mused softly." Everyone except Schwarz is a enemy or
potential enemy to you now. You can't show any mercy for then you will surely be
stabbed in the back later…remember that." With those words the
Irishman once again turned and walked out of sight and a moment later there was the
sound of a door closing. Aloysa turned to Schuldig and found that the man was holding a
gun, a cold, dangerous, gleam visible in his almost unnaturally green eyes.
"Farfie is right," he murmured softly. " There will be times when you'll have to be on
your own…We're a team, but even so, no chain is stronger than its weakest link…If you fail us
on one of those occasions…." He left the sentence unfinished and the two of them
stared in silence at each other.
"I've been fighting my whole life…" Aloysa finally said, not breaking the eye contact. " It won't be
any different now…And if that is what you need of me, then that is what I will do. That is why
I am here, after all..." Schuldig didn't reply.
"Lets go to the car before Farfie gets bored and decides to rip it apart inwardly," he said, getting to
his feet. As he walked past Aloysa, the boy suddenly felt that something had changed
between them. He didn't know exactly what, only that the distrust he had held for the
fickle telepath had, if not completely disappeared, at least lessened some what.
Hurrying, he followed Schuldig outside.
(TBC)