open your eyes to the truth that shall be shown to you
Part 5 : Of Nosy Split Persona's and They're Plot To Destroy Crawford's Shields
Crawford wasn't shocked when he woke up to a ceiling that did not belong to his room.
Crawford wasn't shocked when he woke up to a ceiling that did not belong to his room and was half-naked.
Crawford still wasn't shocked when he woke up to a ceiling that did not belong to his room and was half-naked with a blasted headache.
But Crawford got the mother of all shocks when a few seconds later, a German telepath glomped him like there was no more tomorrow.
He was still a little weak and the momentum of the red head set them both hurtling towards the bed, him looking up at a decidedly happy Schuldich.
// Miss me Schuldich? //
// Fuck you Brad. //
// You've still got a dirty mouth //
// And your still a bastard //
Crawford let Schuldich rest his head in the crook of his neck. He missed this, actually. He noticed that Schuldich's hair was wet and small water droplets still clung to the orange hair and was sliding onto him. He noticed that the other didn't have a shirt on, and he didn't either, and that they were pressed together like sardines. He noticed that he was blushing.
Before Schuldich saw Crawford's microscopic blush, the head of Ken Hidaka peered into the room before promptly disappearing again, trying to stop the nosebleed that was threatening to happen. I mean, admit it. Crawford and Schuldich do have nice bodies right? And seeing the two of them half-naked is like walking into a wet dream.
"Uhh...just wanted to see if you guys were all right,"
"No problem Hidaka. Now get out before I send a headache from hell coming your way,"
And Ken disappeared.
"Isn't it too early to be threatening Weiss?"
"Go to sleep, Crawford,"
"But your still here,"
"That's because I'm sleeping with you,"
"What?!?"
"They have limited room. So shut up Brad before I make you,"
Crawford glared at the telepath, but this only made the other nuzzle his face into the American's throat. And he just closed his eyes and fell back to sleep.
*************
"Wake up, love" somebody prodded him in his back.
"Go away, Yohji. It's too early," He opened an eye and found the digital clock glaring 6:49 back at him. Nobody but Yohji knew he hated mornings, but right now, he utterly despised them. Why can't the world just have dark days? If he could, he could have run the damn sun through with his katana.
"No it's not and you know it," said the voice again. "Also, Crawford is awake so this is going to be a very interesting breakfast,"
Aya just grunted but rolled over to a sitting position. "Need... shower..." he managed to grumble. "And you people say I'm not a morning person," Yohji said teasingly. Aya just grunted and walked to the bathroom like a drunk. Who would have thought that the damn playboy loved mornings? The only reason the playboy had stopped waking up early was because he went clubbing till the sun was up. Now that he had Aya, he seldom went out, thus reverting back to his old self. Aya, on the other hand, abhorred mornings and only got up because of the need to make money for Aya-chan. Now that she was awake and studying through scholarship after scholarship in Europe, he didn't feel the need to get up that early. Yohji was making himself one very hard to ignore alarm clock.
He turned on the shower and rinsed himself off. The soap smelled very much like Yohji, and he found it comforting. A pair of arms snaked up from behind him and encircled his waist. He smiled to himself cause he knew who it was.
"I thought you wanted to see what was going to happen at breakfast?"
"I thought I could use a shower with the most gorgeous red head in the world,"
"Whatever, Yohji"
"Back at you, Gorgeous"
*************
Crawford was sitting in calmly at the table with everyone. Him and Yohji drinking coffee, Aya drinking tea, and the rest eating waffles. Well, except Farfarello, who had done something to his that made it unidentifiable.
Of course, Aya was the first to break the silence.
"Explain," he said in the monotone I was so used to hearing. The man should really start to expand a bit here.
"What Aya is trying to say is, what the hell is going on here?"
And leave it to the playboy to elaborate on that.
"That was nicely put Kudou," Schuldich said sarcastically from my right.
"Whatever Schuldich," and he he turned to me with a questioning look.
I sighed and tried to remember everything that I heard the doctors talking about. This was going to be a really long day. I wasn't really used to talking but I had a much better idea as how to get the experience across.
"Schuldich..."
"What your highness?"
"Read my mind,"
Now if I had a camera, the look on the German's face would be rated as once-in-a-lifetime. Total shock and disbelief was written all over it. I smirked inwardly at him. It was one of life's gifts to me, these moments when I could surprise the hell out of that cocky German.
"You sure about that, Bradley?"
"Don't call me that. And yes, I am sure. Read my mind then project everything that you see to everyone. It will be much clearer that way,"
Schuldich's composure returned. He smirked and said, "Whatever you say, Crawford,"
I felt the feather light caress of Schuldich's telepathy in my mind, and I heard the doubt that was troubling him about this. My mind was foreign to him, cause he's never been there before.
// Just do it Schuldich //
I opened the part of my mind that contained the events of the previous day. I did it carefully, cause if another part of my mind slipped, there was no telling what the other might do with that piece of information.
"Do it now Schuldich," and with that, the German entered the only part of my mind that I opened.
************
It was like entering one of Esset's mansions. Everything was so fucking white, and there were doors everywhere. I knew they were doors to Brad's memories, and an overpowering desire to really KNOW Crawford built in me. But I knew they were locked. Crawford was never going to let me see those.
At the end of the vast hallway, I saw one of the doors opened slightly. Maybe that was where Brad wanted me to go...
I slowly made my way there, and I didn't notice the two figures that were watching me from one of the many doors.
************
One was a boy of 10 and the other about 14, and they both had the same golden brown eyes and black hair that Crawford had.
"Do you know him Alexander?"
"I think his name is Schuldich. He was my classmate and he's a telepath,"
"I think he's one of Crawford's teammates,"
"Crawford's in love with him,"
"Crawford? In love?!? I didn't know Crawford could do that,"
"Yah, me neither, but Crawford himself doesn't even know it,"
"Denial?"
"No. Just doesn't recognize love even if it danced naked in the shower with him,"
"Typical Crawford,"
They were quiet for a minute, watching intently as the intruder walked toward the door that Crawford had opened.
"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Brad said to the
"If your thinking about making an appearance, than yes,"
"Crawford's lonely,"
"And little Bradley-bunny has finally developed a brain,"
"Shut up, Alexander,"
*************
Ken had never experienced anything as bizarre as this.
It was like actually being there. He could feel the slight sting of the metal table he was strapped on, and could feel the blinding lights that were focused entirely on his face. Like he was the one experiencing it.
A rather dark figure appeared at the edge of his vision, and there stood the man that Schuldich had pumped a dozen bullets or so. He was mixing different colored needles into test tubes. It was a mad scientist's laboratory straight out of the movies.
"So your awake," came the half-raspy voice of the man.
"Why am I here?" Crawford. The voice alone could freeze over hell.
"Rosenkreuz called you Volkommenheit in their files, are you aware of that? The perfect student that came only once every ten thousand years. They knew they'd never find another mind quite like yours, so they trained you to become better than the best, even more than that. And still, you surpassed their expectations. You were their finest creation, and they gave you to the highest bidder at that time, Esset. And they gave you away for more money than you can ever imagine Crawford. So many wanted the best that the best could give. Your skills became legend in Esset, something the others aspired to. You were invincible then. Perfect..."
// Was Crawford really that good? //
"And so our group, Enders, decided to claim you and use you for a test subject, with your permission or without,"
// Testing on humans?!? //
"How do you know that I am what you are looking for?"
// Good old logical Crawford //
"Our recent test subjects never made it through the experiments. They became defects. We think that what Rosenkreuz calls Perfection will amount to much more,"
// Perfection... Crawford... //
The liquid he had been stirring now became colorless, very much like water, but he knew that if it got injected into him somehow, he'd never be the same again.
He struggled vainly against his bonds, but they had him tied with chains dammit! Even he couldn't break it.
The man just sighed. "Why do you struggle? It'll be better for you once you live through it, don't worry," and the man pulled out a piece of cloth and stuck it over his nose. Chloroform, oh shit.
The world was starting to blur and he couldn't stop it. He last caught sight of the sickeningly long needle before he became unconscious.
Ken shuddered as he felt the images fade away. The man was insane! And they still had to know how these things affected the American.
The next series of images where more or less like that, Crawford catching incoherent and half-formed sentences about the tests. It was confusing as hell.
After maybe about half an hour, his waffles came back into focus, but he wasn't angry anymore. His orange juice also reminded him of the chemicals they use and he felt sick. And he wasn't the only one too.
Omi was looking a little pale, and Yohji looked like he was nursing a major migraine. Schuldich looked just about ready to explode. Then his mind jumped to another topic at that thought. What were the German's feelings for the other? Was it just lust or were there something else? Crawford didn't even seem to notice Schuldich's suppressed anger. Interesting, but that was for later.
"So you didn't exactly know what they are up to, except that they are trying to further enhance your abilities with those chemicals?"
"Yes. For now, I haven't noticed anything different except for my eyesight,"
"Your eyesight? What's wrong woth your eyesight?" Omi said curiously.
"One of you. Do you have a pair of binoculars?"
I stood up. "I think we have a pair. I'll go get it,"
When I came back, Crawford was standing by the window, staring up at the sky. He turned to me and beckoned me to come closer.
"Do you see the flag pole by the school down the block?"
I nodded an affirmative, following his directions with the binoculars.
"Turn 45 degrees to the left and you will find an airplane. Count up to ten and a guy will come parachuting down from it. Tell me what if you see the label of his parachute,"
I did exactly as he told me and surprisingly, a man did come jumping down from the plane in a white parachute. I barely made out the label.
"Do you now know the label?"
"Yah."
"Is it Kamagani Inc.?"
I just stood there and gaped at him. "You fucking saw that without binoculars?!?"
"I also saw the mole he had on his earlobe,"
Everybody was gaping except Aya, who never gaped, but he had the same shocked expression in his eyes. Crawford would never be the same in my eyes again.
************
"What do you mean I'm going to work at the flowershop?!?" There was a vague note of disbelief in Crawford's voice. I just let my grin get a lot wider. Fearless leader Turns Florist, tonight at nine.
"It means your going to tend to the flowershop," Aya said in his matter of factly voice, tossing Crawford an apron before heading out to the Koneko. Crawford just stare at it dumbly.
"I think your suppose to wear that Bradley," I say from the corner. He just glares at me like I'm the devil (might be you know) and storms out of the room. I chuckle quietly. Brad was acting kinda weird but it was becoming kinda funny. Oh well. He lazily stood straighter and followed the American to the Koneko.
***********
"Did you get past Crawford?" Alexander asked me eagerly.
"A little. The man really is a control freak but I managed to get past him," Brad said smugly.
"So what did you do while you were out? It's been so long since I've seen Outside,"
"I stomped around the room,"
What?!? You finally had the chance to come out and all you did was stomp around the room?!?"
"Yes"
Alexander just pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration.
**************
A few weeks later....
"What do you think are the nicest flowers here Crawford-sama?"
Crawford mustered all of his self-discipline to not roll his eyes. This was the 19th person for this morning! How did they expect him to last through out the whole afternoon? The pressure was taking it's toll on him and he could feel his self-control snapping and turning into the thinnest tightwire the world has ever seen.
"Do you think baby's breathe looks good with these flowers?"
"Sunflowers are really kawaii aren't they Crawford-sama?"
"Maybe I'll have enough money to buy you the lilacs over there. When's your birthday anyway?"
Fuck it! He closed his eyes and knew his temper snapped and he could feel himself balling his fists, digging his fingernail into his palm. Why did they have to flirt with him? What did they want?!? Couldn't they just leave him alone!?! Fuck them all.
Dimly, he heard Aya yelling at them all to get out of the shop. But that's all he heard. Somehow, the voices had warped into the sounds of Rosenkreuz, the tapping of his feet in the near empty halls, the stinging of the lashes, the soft but much too loud sound of the tear that splashed on his ebony violin...
He was suddenly brought back to reality when he felt Schuldich's hand rest on his shoulder. "Are you all right Crawford?"
I opened my eyes and blinked confusedly at the flower shop. Snow? In the flower shop? There was frost clinging to the leaves and flower shops, and the others were breathing clouds of heat. Yohji who was wearing a mid-riff was hugging himself.
"What happened here?"
"We don't really know," Nagi was the first to reply, cupping his fingers to his mouth to warm them. Omi, who was standing right beside him, continued. "At first everything was all right, but then it started getting cold. Aya-kun was the first to notice the frost and had all the customers out the door. The next thing we knew, the windows are all fogged up and out breath coming out in visible puffs of smoke. That was when Schuldich noticed you and tapped you on the shoulder,"
"Do you think it's one of Crawford's other powers?" Ken said, rubbing his hands together. Aya looked at me for a moment before disappearing through the back door. When he reappeared, he was holding a pail of water.
"Crawford..."
I saw what he was going to do 2 seconds before he did it.
I saw the water come flying towards me, but my hand was quicker. It extended and I felt a wave of power shoot up momentarily from my hand. I saw the water stop in mid-air, and drop the ground, solid ice. I looked at my out stretched hand with a mixture of apprehension and amusement. So _this_ is what they did to me.
**************
At one of the back alleys of Tokyo...
"Does the subject know his powers?"
"Only one. He thinks one of the Enhancements is one of them,"
"Very well. Continue spying on them till the next full moon,"
And the alleyway was once again empty.
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Crawford: BWAHAHA!!! I have super powers! Take that Weiss!
Aya: Why him? of all the goddam people you could have picked?
PM: I reaaallly like him.
Yohji: You and Schu sure do have weird taste.
Schu: Hey! I'll fry your mind for that Kudou!
* mind blasts Yohji who falls down unconscious *
Aya: SHI-NE, Schuldich!
* mind blasts Aya too *
PM: Hey! At the rate your going, I'll have no more characters left! Anyway, thanls to all the wonderful reviewers out there! *hugs krimson, madiha, kyri, ayame sohma, unknownnanashi, kato-chan and chen-too* I loooovee you guys! I'll try to do better in the other chapters, promise!
Part 5 : Of Nosy Split Persona's and They're Plot To Destroy Crawford's Shields
Crawford wasn't shocked when he woke up to a ceiling that did not belong to his room.
Crawford wasn't shocked when he woke up to a ceiling that did not belong to his room and was half-naked.
Crawford still wasn't shocked when he woke up to a ceiling that did not belong to his room and was half-naked with a blasted headache.
But Crawford got the mother of all shocks when a few seconds later, a German telepath glomped him like there was no more tomorrow.
He was still a little weak and the momentum of the red head set them both hurtling towards the bed, him looking up at a decidedly happy Schuldich.
// Miss me Schuldich? //
// Fuck you Brad. //
// You've still got a dirty mouth //
// And your still a bastard //
Crawford let Schuldich rest his head in the crook of his neck. He missed this, actually. He noticed that Schuldich's hair was wet and small water droplets still clung to the orange hair and was sliding onto him. He noticed that the other didn't have a shirt on, and he didn't either, and that they were pressed together like sardines. He noticed that he was blushing.
Before Schuldich saw Crawford's microscopic blush, the head of Ken Hidaka peered into the room before promptly disappearing again, trying to stop the nosebleed that was threatening to happen. I mean, admit it. Crawford and Schuldich do have nice bodies right? And seeing the two of them half-naked is like walking into a wet dream.
"Uhh...just wanted to see if you guys were all right,"
"No problem Hidaka. Now get out before I send a headache from hell coming your way,"
And Ken disappeared.
"Isn't it too early to be threatening Weiss?"
"Go to sleep, Crawford,"
"But your still here,"
"That's because I'm sleeping with you,"
"What?!?"
"They have limited room. So shut up Brad before I make you,"
Crawford glared at the telepath, but this only made the other nuzzle his face into the American's throat. And he just closed his eyes and fell back to sleep.
*************
"Wake up, love" somebody prodded him in his back.
"Go away, Yohji. It's too early," He opened an eye and found the digital clock glaring 6:49 back at him. Nobody but Yohji knew he hated mornings, but right now, he utterly despised them. Why can't the world just have dark days? If he could, he could have run the damn sun through with his katana.
"No it's not and you know it," said the voice again. "Also, Crawford is awake so this is going to be a very interesting breakfast,"
Aya just grunted but rolled over to a sitting position. "Need... shower..." he managed to grumble. "And you people say I'm not a morning person," Yohji said teasingly. Aya just grunted and walked to the bathroom like a drunk. Who would have thought that the damn playboy loved mornings? The only reason the playboy had stopped waking up early was because he went clubbing till the sun was up. Now that he had Aya, he seldom went out, thus reverting back to his old self. Aya, on the other hand, abhorred mornings and only got up because of the need to make money for Aya-chan. Now that she was awake and studying through scholarship after scholarship in Europe, he didn't feel the need to get up that early. Yohji was making himself one very hard to ignore alarm clock.
He turned on the shower and rinsed himself off. The soap smelled very much like Yohji, and he found it comforting. A pair of arms snaked up from behind him and encircled his waist. He smiled to himself cause he knew who it was.
"I thought you wanted to see what was going to happen at breakfast?"
"I thought I could use a shower with the most gorgeous red head in the world,"
"Whatever, Yohji"
"Back at you, Gorgeous"
*************
Crawford was sitting in calmly at the table with everyone. Him and Yohji drinking coffee, Aya drinking tea, and the rest eating waffles. Well, except Farfarello, who had done something to his that made it unidentifiable.
Of course, Aya was the first to break the silence.
"Explain," he said in the monotone I was so used to hearing. The man should really start to expand a bit here.
"What Aya is trying to say is, what the hell is going on here?"
And leave it to the playboy to elaborate on that.
"That was nicely put Kudou," Schuldich said sarcastically from my right.
"Whatever Schuldich," and he he turned to me with a questioning look.
I sighed and tried to remember everything that I heard the doctors talking about. This was going to be a really long day. I wasn't really used to talking but I had a much better idea as how to get the experience across.
"Schuldich..."
"What your highness?"
"Read my mind,"
Now if I had a camera, the look on the German's face would be rated as once-in-a-lifetime. Total shock and disbelief was written all over it. I smirked inwardly at him. It was one of life's gifts to me, these moments when I could surprise the hell out of that cocky German.
"You sure about that, Bradley?"
"Don't call me that. And yes, I am sure. Read my mind then project everything that you see to everyone. It will be much clearer that way,"
Schuldich's composure returned. He smirked and said, "Whatever you say, Crawford,"
I felt the feather light caress of Schuldich's telepathy in my mind, and I heard the doubt that was troubling him about this. My mind was foreign to him, cause he's never been there before.
// Just do it Schuldich //
I opened the part of my mind that contained the events of the previous day. I did it carefully, cause if another part of my mind slipped, there was no telling what the other might do with that piece of information.
"Do it now Schuldich," and with that, the German entered the only part of my mind that I opened.
************
It was like entering one of Esset's mansions. Everything was so fucking white, and there were doors everywhere. I knew they were doors to Brad's memories, and an overpowering desire to really KNOW Crawford built in me. But I knew they were locked. Crawford was never going to let me see those.
At the end of the vast hallway, I saw one of the doors opened slightly. Maybe that was where Brad wanted me to go...
I slowly made my way there, and I didn't notice the two figures that were watching me from one of the many doors.
************
One was a boy of 10 and the other about 14, and they both had the same golden brown eyes and black hair that Crawford had.
"Do you know him Alexander?"
"I think his name is Schuldich. He was my classmate and he's a telepath,"
"I think he's one of Crawford's teammates,"
"Crawford's in love with him,"
"Crawford? In love?!? I didn't know Crawford could do that,"
"Yah, me neither, but Crawford himself doesn't even know it,"
"Denial?"
"No. Just doesn't recognize love even if it danced naked in the shower with him,"
"Typical Crawford,"
They were quiet for a minute, watching intently as the intruder walked toward the door that Crawford had opened.
"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Brad said to the
"If your thinking about making an appearance, than yes,"
"Crawford's lonely,"
"And little Bradley-bunny has finally developed a brain,"
"Shut up, Alexander,"
*************
Ken had never experienced anything as bizarre as this.
It was like actually being there. He could feel the slight sting of the metal table he was strapped on, and could feel the blinding lights that were focused entirely on his face. Like he was the one experiencing it.
A rather dark figure appeared at the edge of his vision, and there stood the man that Schuldich had pumped a dozen bullets or so. He was mixing different colored needles into test tubes. It was a mad scientist's laboratory straight out of the movies.
"So your awake," came the half-raspy voice of the man.
"Why am I here?" Crawford. The voice alone could freeze over hell.
"Rosenkreuz called you Volkommenheit in their files, are you aware of that? The perfect student that came only once every ten thousand years. They knew they'd never find another mind quite like yours, so they trained you to become better than the best, even more than that. And still, you surpassed their expectations. You were their finest creation, and they gave you to the highest bidder at that time, Esset. And they gave you away for more money than you can ever imagine Crawford. So many wanted the best that the best could give. Your skills became legend in Esset, something the others aspired to. You were invincible then. Perfect..."
// Was Crawford really that good? //
"And so our group, Enders, decided to claim you and use you for a test subject, with your permission or without,"
// Testing on humans?!? //
"How do you know that I am what you are looking for?"
// Good old logical Crawford //
"Our recent test subjects never made it through the experiments. They became defects. We think that what Rosenkreuz calls Perfection will amount to much more,"
// Perfection... Crawford... //
The liquid he had been stirring now became colorless, very much like water, but he knew that if it got injected into him somehow, he'd never be the same again.
He struggled vainly against his bonds, but they had him tied with chains dammit! Even he couldn't break it.
The man just sighed. "Why do you struggle? It'll be better for you once you live through it, don't worry," and the man pulled out a piece of cloth and stuck it over his nose. Chloroform, oh shit.
The world was starting to blur and he couldn't stop it. He last caught sight of the sickeningly long needle before he became unconscious.
Ken shuddered as he felt the images fade away. The man was insane! And they still had to know how these things affected the American.
The next series of images where more or less like that, Crawford catching incoherent and half-formed sentences about the tests. It was confusing as hell.
After maybe about half an hour, his waffles came back into focus, but he wasn't angry anymore. His orange juice also reminded him of the chemicals they use and he felt sick. And he wasn't the only one too.
Omi was looking a little pale, and Yohji looked like he was nursing a major migraine. Schuldich looked just about ready to explode. Then his mind jumped to another topic at that thought. What were the German's feelings for the other? Was it just lust or were there something else? Crawford didn't even seem to notice Schuldich's suppressed anger. Interesting, but that was for later.
"So you didn't exactly know what they are up to, except that they are trying to further enhance your abilities with those chemicals?"
"Yes. For now, I haven't noticed anything different except for my eyesight,"
"Your eyesight? What's wrong woth your eyesight?" Omi said curiously.
"One of you. Do you have a pair of binoculars?"
I stood up. "I think we have a pair. I'll go get it,"
When I came back, Crawford was standing by the window, staring up at the sky. He turned to me and beckoned me to come closer.
"Do you see the flag pole by the school down the block?"
I nodded an affirmative, following his directions with the binoculars.
"Turn 45 degrees to the left and you will find an airplane. Count up to ten and a guy will come parachuting down from it. Tell me what if you see the label of his parachute,"
I did exactly as he told me and surprisingly, a man did come jumping down from the plane in a white parachute. I barely made out the label.
"Do you now know the label?"
"Yah."
"Is it Kamagani Inc.?"
I just stood there and gaped at him. "You fucking saw that without binoculars?!?"
"I also saw the mole he had on his earlobe,"
Everybody was gaping except Aya, who never gaped, but he had the same shocked expression in his eyes. Crawford would never be the same in my eyes again.
************
"What do you mean I'm going to work at the flowershop?!?" There was a vague note of disbelief in Crawford's voice. I just let my grin get a lot wider. Fearless leader Turns Florist, tonight at nine.
"It means your going to tend to the flowershop," Aya said in his matter of factly voice, tossing Crawford an apron before heading out to the Koneko. Crawford just stare at it dumbly.
"I think your suppose to wear that Bradley," I say from the corner. He just glares at me like I'm the devil (might be you know) and storms out of the room. I chuckle quietly. Brad was acting kinda weird but it was becoming kinda funny. Oh well. He lazily stood straighter and followed the American to the Koneko.
***********
"Did you get past Crawford?" Alexander asked me eagerly.
"A little. The man really is a control freak but I managed to get past him," Brad said smugly.
"So what did you do while you were out? It's been so long since I've seen Outside,"
"I stomped around the room,"
What?!? You finally had the chance to come out and all you did was stomp around the room?!?"
"Yes"
Alexander just pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration.
**************
A few weeks later....
"What do you think are the nicest flowers here Crawford-sama?"
Crawford mustered all of his self-discipline to not roll his eyes. This was the 19th person for this morning! How did they expect him to last through out the whole afternoon? The pressure was taking it's toll on him and he could feel his self-control snapping and turning into the thinnest tightwire the world has ever seen.
"Do you think baby's breathe looks good with these flowers?"
"Sunflowers are really kawaii aren't they Crawford-sama?"
"Maybe I'll have enough money to buy you the lilacs over there. When's your birthday anyway?"
Fuck it! He closed his eyes and knew his temper snapped and he could feel himself balling his fists, digging his fingernail into his palm. Why did they have to flirt with him? What did they want?!? Couldn't they just leave him alone!?! Fuck them all.
Dimly, he heard Aya yelling at them all to get out of the shop. But that's all he heard. Somehow, the voices had warped into the sounds of Rosenkreuz, the tapping of his feet in the near empty halls, the stinging of the lashes, the soft but much too loud sound of the tear that splashed on his ebony violin...
He was suddenly brought back to reality when he felt Schuldich's hand rest on his shoulder. "Are you all right Crawford?"
I opened my eyes and blinked confusedly at the flower shop. Snow? In the flower shop? There was frost clinging to the leaves and flower shops, and the others were breathing clouds of heat. Yohji who was wearing a mid-riff was hugging himself.
"What happened here?"
"We don't really know," Nagi was the first to reply, cupping his fingers to his mouth to warm them. Omi, who was standing right beside him, continued. "At first everything was all right, but then it started getting cold. Aya-kun was the first to notice the frost and had all the customers out the door. The next thing we knew, the windows are all fogged up and out breath coming out in visible puffs of smoke. That was when Schuldich noticed you and tapped you on the shoulder,"
"Do you think it's one of Crawford's other powers?" Ken said, rubbing his hands together. Aya looked at me for a moment before disappearing through the back door. When he reappeared, he was holding a pail of water.
"Crawford..."
I saw what he was going to do 2 seconds before he did it.
I saw the water come flying towards me, but my hand was quicker. It extended and I felt a wave of power shoot up momentarily from my hand. I saw the water stop in mid-air, and drop the ground, solid ice. I looked at my out stretched hand with a mixture of apprehension and amusement. So _this_ is what they did to me.
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At one of the back alleys of Tokyo...
"Does the subject know his powers?"
"Only one. He thinks one of the Enhancements is one of them,"
"Very well. Continue spying on them till the next full moon,"
And the alleyway was once again empty.
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Crawford: BWAHAHA!!! I have super powers! Take that Weiss!
Aya: Why him? of all the goddam people you could have picked?
PM: I reaaallly like him.
Yohji: You and Schu sure do have weird taste.
Schu: Hey! I'll fry your mind for that Kudou!
* mind blasts Yohji who falls down unconscious *
Aya: SHI-NE, Schuldich!
* mind blasts Aya too *
PM: Hey! At the rate your going, I'll have no more characters left! Anyway, thanls to all the wonderful reviewers out there! *hugs krimson, madiha, kyri, ayame sohma, unknownnanashi, kato-chan and chen-too* I loooovee you guys! I'll try to do better in the other chapters, promise!