| Title: before the
dawn
Author: silrayn silverwolf Disclaimer: Weiß doesn't belong to me Spoilers: Anime series Warnings: PG13 to R for issues, another wacky AU Inspired by: a very twisted imagination Pairings: SchuAyaBrad Triangle again, and hopefully, this time it's something you people will agree to. ^^; Teaser: What if Aya's past is more twisted than it first seems? What if Aya was really his wife and not his sister? What if… Before the Dawn
Part 1 - Schuldig Abyssinian moved with sinuous grace across the floor of the ceremony floor with the rest of his team. Schuldig followed the other redhead with his eyes, striving to conceal his feelings. He knew he wasn't the only one watching the Weiß redhead. Crawford also watched the Weiß leader with an attentiveness that made the German want to smash his fist into the precog's face. Now, now, you can't be that cocky… Not just yet…and would he welcome such an intervention? You don't even know. He has changed since the last time you saw him. Changed and not necessarily for the better. His years in Kritiker would change just about anyone… Besides, there is her to consider…or is it Crawford now that's the problem? Schuldig remembered that sweet time so long ago and tried to find some comfort in that. Not that it was a nice time or the joy unflawed… *** "Sv--" "Schuldig" "Schuldig…" Ran moaned as the man brought his mouth down to lick at newly sensitive places. They were both completely naked lying on the sheets of the motel room. The musk scent of sex lingered in the air. "I've got to go…home." Ran said, in between uneven breaths. "Now, now little one. We're just starting to become acquainted." "Don't you remember that I've got a wife waiting for me?" "When did you marry her? At sixteen, and not knowing any better. She's as much your wife as I am. Heck, I've better right after what we just did! Tell me, have you even slept with her yet?" "Aa--" "What?" "I have slept with her." "And how did you find it?" "It was pleasant…" Ran's embarrassment felt like an uncomfortable flush on Schuldig's own cheeks but the answer just set him off. "Pleasant! Are you telling me that what we have was 'just pleasant' as well?" "Ie…but I do have a responsibility." "A responsibility, and don't you think you also have an obligation towards me?" It stung that Ran felt a responsible to that hussy who had taken the younger redhead away from Schuldig. We have been friends before…and I had fully intended to make it more…I thought you knew…Ran… "I agreed to it, my parents didn't force me. I'd better go back." Ran said with a finality that belied the confusion in his mind. An opening, a seed, and maybe someday, I will have you… "Aa, I'll take you back, if that's what you want." Schuldig sighed in disappointment. He knew that it wasn't wise at any rate to keep Ran out for so long. The elder Fujimiya was his contact to the Interpol. It wouldn't be wise to antagonize the man by making it obvious that he was sleeping with the son. Especially when it was equally obvious that the man was a conservative, judging from the way he had arranged matters for that son. He must have suspected… Ah well, Ran's certainly old enough to do whatever he pleases. Though I do have to wean him slowly, he's such a classic eldest child… It was the night that Ran's perfect life fell apart. *** They had gone out of the car into the turmoil of the street. The house Ran's parents had been living in was a smoking inferno. "What happened?" "Heard a rumbling, came out of our house and saw…" "Went up like the New Year's…" "That was the Fujimiyas…" "'tousan? 'kaasan? Aya…?" Ran whispered. He had been out of the car in a flash, into the chaos and was lost to Schuldig for a moment as he had been lost in the babble of voices in and out his head. When the roar cleared, they stood around the bodies that had been Ran's family. No, Ran's parents, Aya wasn't yet dead but might well… Typical, the lucky bitch wouldn't die cleanly so that I can get Ran from her grasping clutches… Schuldig thought bitterly. Just my luck… "Uh, Ran, I have to be going." Schuldig interjected tentatively. "Sve--Schuldig--don't go." Ran clutched at the orange-haired telepath's coat. "I have to or I'll be in deep trouble. Especially…" "I don't want to lose you too." They both knew that Schuldig was in all likelihood in trouble already. If they torched Ran's father for his connections then my cover's probably compromised already… Kuso, but…I can't abandon my post…but how about Ran? Maybe it's best that we separate for the moment…let him think of what we did and the consequences are. Besides, I don't think I want to see the fall out of this one. Through the haze of mind-numbing grief were the beginnings of guilt… * 'tousan, 'kaasan, Aya, I should have been with you…I might not have done much but…I might have…I should have… * Schuldig didn't want to be around when the guilt turned bitter into self-loathing and disgust for what they did... The denial of the beauty of what they had that one instant. The unspoken love that they had denied all these years… Coward! Yeah, I don't deny that. When he has time to think about it, he'll come to his senses… "I can't desert my post. You understand that…" Schuldig said. Regretting what he must do but doing it nonetheless. "Aa. Take care." Ran understood well enough. They were both agents' children and knew that the mission had priority. Though it remains to be seen if Ran would have the nerve to follow the footsteps of his parents. After this, I couldn't blame him if he wanted to cut ties and live in peace… An agent's life is never peaceful or sure. "You, too." Ran nodded and turned to tend to his dead and nearly dead. *** That had been the last time Schuldig had seen Ran, as the younger redhead had been, innocent and clean of blood. He had heard later that the redhead had joined Kritiker as an operative. Still it had been a shock to see him even then… *** "Yes, play it on a bit more…" Click. "Yes, there. Zoom in." Click, click, click. "That's it, he's the one, the redhead. Good work, Nagi." "What do you want me to do, Crawford?" "I want you to find out about him…all about him." Schuldig looked over Nagi's shoulder startled speechless by the purple eyes that stared back at him defiantly. His hair's longer than before… His face is harder than before. Eyes colder, but what does he think he's doing, using a sword for a weapon? I mean he trained for that since his father was a fair bit insistent but I know he can handle a gun. He was the top sharpshooter in his bunch of kiddies… "Schuldig…" "Huh?" Schuldig replied. He snapped himself out of comparing how the Ran in the screen had differed from the Ran he had known years and years ago. Remember where you are and whom you're with… "Do you know him?" Crawford demanded. "What if I did?" Schuldig taunted. There was something about his tone that Schuldig didn't like. "Schuldig--" "Why should I?" "I'm warning you--" Uh--oh--better come out and say it or he'll take disciplinary measures… Crawford enjoyed taking those measures all too well on Schuldig's hide. "I saw him before in one of my missions for Takatori. He was much, much younger then. A son of the Fujimiya…banker…I think. The one Takatori asked me to threaten." "Aa. So…that's his grudge against Takatori. Nagi find out who hired him…" It was only much, much, much later that Schuldig managed to understand the note in Crawford's voice. It was interest and it bothered him more than ever. Ran is mine. How dare he? How dare… *** "Should we declare our true loyalties now?" Schuldig asked. "No, we'll wait until only one of the Elders are dead. They don't need any other help than that." Crawford said, assuredly. His brown eyes did not stray away from the advance of the Weiß leader. They followed every move with possessive glee. Schuldig gritted his teeth. Remember don't let Crawford get to you… Remember Interpol has an escape planned for both of you… He'll never see him again, not ever… Crawford had been most ardent in the pursuit of the Weiß redhead. First, taking on all the fights with Abyssinian, then 'threatening' the kitten. Schuldig wasn't fooled a bit. Those meetings took place in tiny places of dubious repute and lasted for hours. The German knew because he had followed them at least once… *** "I'm off for a bit of business. Might take all night." Crawford said casually as he walked out of the door of the Schwartz apartment. The precog was dressed for mayhem in a full-body leather suit that left very little to imagination. Business, hah! Monkey business most likely… Schuldig had read where his 'leader' was going and that made him annoyed as hell. He decided to follow the man to make sure that the precog wasn't going to try anything on Aya. He waited until he heard the man's car pull out of the garage and then went off to follow him. He beat the precog to the gay bar by a precious fifteen minutes and waited in the darkest corner for his boss to show up. Crawford walked into the bar with one arm around the Weiß redhead. Ran was wearing a tiny sapphire-silk tee more suitable to Kudoh and low-slung black denims that looked like they were about to fall off except for the fact that they seemed painted on and his ever-present boots. Schuldig noted that he didn't have any objections as to how the American's hand tended to wander around the vicinity of his butt nor to the possessiveness implied by the way the brunette had shown him to his seat. He allowed Crawford to shove into the same small seat and to pull close to him. Crawford must have used Aya-chan against him… Must be forcing Ran to comply to his twisted demands, Ran wouldn't be caught dead with him otherwise… Schuldig was ready then and there to charge at the 'couple' to rescue his Ran when he saw the other redhead turn to whisper something to Crawford. Unwilling, my ass… Schuldig's blood was boiling as he tossed his mug of beer and left the bar. *** Schuldig had to wonder at the current situation when they were going to betray the Estet Elders to Weiß. Was it something Ran and Crawford had cooked up together? If so, will Ran go tamely when Interpol takes us both out of our respective positions in Kritiker and Schwartz? There was just no way of knowing what will happen next… ~TBC~
Author's Note: - This is a rehash of the "Behind the Rivalry Arc" plot with a strange twist, ne? A stranger AU than ever, a guarantee from me, writer of Dark Side of the Mirror. - Since Schu-Schu doesn't have a real name officially. I dubbed him Sven Eilering…for no other reason than 'cause when I browse several German name sites I liked it the most. No, I don't know anyone by that name and I hope no one with that name gets offended…^^; Schuldig: don't I have any
say in my own name?
Schuldig's "name" taken from:
- title taken from the saying
"It's always darkest before the dawn".
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