Summary: Both Weiß and Schwarz have to go to L.A. for a mission. The only problem is that this mission is not going to be completed with weapons, but with their voices. O.o

A/N: This fic is the result of listening to the songs from Weiß Kreuz almost nonstop for nearly 24 hours straight. Plus, I wanted to make a crossover that hasn't been done yet. Oh, I forgot to mention that this is a crossover, didn't I. Well, I'll say it now. This piece of fan fiction is a crossover with a very popular show that airs of the WB Network. Can you guess what it is? Oops, times up. The answer is Angel. Shocking, isn't it? It was my mom's idea for the crossover, actually, and I would like to thank her for it. Aren't moms great?

Warnings: There aren't that many really. Let's see, there is, of course, OOCness. Um, I can't blame you if you want to thwap me for writing this either. I'm not sure, but angst could work as a warning. Especially if you consider some of the lyrics in the songs.

Disclaimer: The only thing I own in this fic is the character Amanda, and the plot of the story. (If there is one.) Everything else is © its original owners. Please, don't try to sue me for this, I'm making absolutely no money off of this fic. Besides, I don't think you would want what you would get from me anyways.

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Green Jello: Oh, I forgot to mention something. In this fic, one of the characters has a secret. To narrow it down a little bit, it is my favorite character, one of the bad guys. That is all the help you will get from me. If you can guess who this character is *AND* what his secret is, I will attempt to draw you a pic of your favorite character from Weiß Kreuz.

Farfarello: Oh no! You people can't let her draw pics of us!

Green Jello: And what is that supposed to mean?

Aya: He is saying that your drawings stink.

Green Jello: Hey! I think my drawings are pretty decent. Don't you, Farfie-chan?

Farfarello: * runs and hides under a table *

Schuldrich: Hehe, I think that Green Jello just discovered the one thing that Farfarello is scared of.

Green Jello: * ignores Schuldrich * To anyone who cares, my offer still stands. Just send me an email with your guesses.

* scared whimpers are starting to come out from under the table that Farfarello is under *

Green Jello: On with the fic!!!

"blah" = speech
/blah/ = telepathy
*blah* = thoughts
blah = emphasis on word

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Karaoke Wars
Written by: Green Jello
Email: green_jello@mechpilot.com


Chapter 1 - The Mission Announcements

The day started out as normal as possible at the Kitty in the House flower shop. Yoji was late for work because he had stayed out all night…again, and when he finally did show up, all he did was flirt with all the girls over 18. Ken was nowhere to be found. He probably snuck out to coach the neighborhood kids again. Aya was being his usual self. For example, he was trying to clear all the screaming fangirls out of the shop by telling them to either buy something or leave. The key word was trying. And Omi was just about to come in for his shift after he got out of school. (A/N: I bet there weren't many sales transactions going on with just Yoji and Aya at the shop. O.o)

"Konnichiwa, minna-san." Omi said as he walked in the front door. It wasn't long before he was surrounded by a horde of the girls mentioned earlier.

A few hours later, all the girls were finally gone, and the three florists were cleaning up the shop. It had been busy all day, and Ken never did show up…until the minute Yoji decided to close the shutter in front of the shop.

"Ken, where have you been all day? It was very irresponsible of you to leave without telling anyone. Do you have any idea how busy we were today?"

"What do you mean where have I been? Didn't you get my note? I gave it to Omi this morning to give to you."

"Gomen, Ken-kun. I guess I was in a hurry to get to school this morning. I forgot to give it to him." Omi started digging in his pockets for the note Ken had given him. He handed it to Aya, who had been giving them his best death glare. "I guess it is a little late, but here it is, Aya-kun."

Aya took the note and read it. It explained everything. Ken was with the kids all day, but only because they were playing in the championship game.

Everyone, tired from their day's activities, went down to the basement to relax and maybe watch some t.v., except Omi, who was going to head straight for the computer. They didn't get to relax though, because Manx was already down there waiting.

"Weiß, there is a new mission for you. Everyone's participation is required for this particular one, so there is no backing out of it." Manx explained. "Do all of you know how to speak English?"

The four assassins nodded. They all new at least enough to get by if they ever needed to use it.

It was Yoji who spoke up first. "Why do you want to know if we know English, or not?"

"Because you all are going to America for a few days. Well, L.A. to be exact. First of all, the airline tickets are first class. You will each be staying in your own hotel suite. Don't worry, Kriticker went all out for this mission. They spared no expense. Every room has a hot tub and unlimited room service. Balinese will also have full mini-bar access. Sorry, but the rest of you are too young to be drinking."

"Woohoo! It sounds more like a vacation to me!" Ken exclaimed. He proceeded to give Yoji a high five.

"Do not be mistaken, Siberian. This is indeed a mission. We just went for the expensive stuff because we want you to willingly participate during it. More that likely, it will be a little embarrassing."

"When do we leave and how much will it pay?"

"Ah, Abyssinian. I should have known you would ask that. You leave first thing in the morning. To answer your second question, you will each get 1,250,000 yen [1] for this."

If anyone had been drinking something, they would have done a spit take. Even Aya looked a tiny bit surprised.

"I told you that it might be a little embarrassing."

"For that much money, I would do just about anything." Yoji said as he tried to hit on Manx. She just shrugged him away.

"Ok. When you get to L.A., you are to meet up with a girl named Amanda. She will explain everything there is about this mission. And before you even say anything, Balinese, she is only 17 years old. I'll see you in the morning to see you off. Good night. Oh, beware. If you don't believe in supernatual things, besides Schwarz, you soon will." With saying that, she left.

Everyone had agreed that this mission was going to be a strange one. Even though they had no idea what the mission was.

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"Estet has given us another mission. For this one we will have to go to L.A. for a few days." Crawford announced.

"Isn't that in America?"

"Yes, Nagi, it is. Anyways, the important part is the fact that Weiß will be there, also."

"Ooh, will I get ta play with the kittens when we get ta America?"

"No, and if I catch any of you three trying to attack them, especially you Farfarello, Estet said that I was to punish you."

"So, what you are saying is that Weiß will be there, and we won't even get to fight them? What a drag." You could hear the disappointment in the German's voice.

/Why are we going if we aren't supposed to fight?/ Schuldrich asked Crawford mentally.

Crawford ignored him and went on. "I am not sure as to why we have to go, but we are to meet with a girl named Amanda at the hotel we will be staying at. Be ready to depart at 8:00am tomorrow morning."

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[1] 1,250,000 yen equals about $10,000 American dollars.

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Green Jello: Wow. I actually finished a chapter. Well, what did everyone think? Come on, now. Be honest.

Aya: It stunk.

Green Jello: Oh, shut up. I wasn't asking you.

Omi: Then who were you asking Jello-san?

Green Jello: I was asking all the nice people who were willing to sit through this fic.

Yoji & Ken: You mean people actually read this?

Green Jello: Both of you be quiet too. Oh, I'm just reminding you readers out there of my little challenge. I am still willing to attempt to draw a pic for any one who can email me with the answer.

* Farfarello, who was just coming out from under the table, dived back under it. *

Please R&R. I will continue if I get enough good reviews.

BTW, this is my first fan fic.