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 anyway.

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

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Karaoke Wars
written by Green Jello


Chapter 2 – Nightmares in America

The next morning ~

After that little visit from Manx last night, no one had gotten much sleep. They knew something was going to happen. They just had no idea what that was.

"Hey boys, it's time to get up!" Manx yelled as she walked down the hall. She had let herself in earlier.

Everyone except Aya, who had gotten up before Manx had even gotten there, came out of their rooms. They all looked like they didn't get a wink of sleep.

"What time is it? Oh, I don't care. It is too early to be getting up." Anytime before noon was too early for Yoji. He was not a morning person.

"It is time to get packed. Each of you will need at least a week's worth of clothing. Food and transportation will be provided when you get to your destination." She loved her job. Especially when she got to 'help' the guys with a mission this interesting.

Ken and Omi were already running around trying to pack and get dressed. Yoji was astonished at how quickly the two teens woke up, and at the amount of energy they had already. He finally looked at a clock. 6:00am. Defiantly too early.

"When does our plane leave?" Omi asked curiously.

"In two hours." Aya said as he came out of his room, fully dressed and packed. Manx had already informed him of that and some other, less desirable, things that he didn't agree with. He just hoped that the others would agree to it. It was one of those go along with it or die situation. Kinda like when he joined Weiß.

"Well, I'll leave you boys so you can finish getting ready. When you're all finished, I'll be waiting down in the shop. I have something to tell you." After saying that, she sashayed down the stairs.


An hour later ~

Everyone had gathered in the main room of the Koneko no Sumu Ie. Manx had just finished telling them that Schwarz will be there, too. So far, Omi was taking to news the best, and she hasn't even told them the worst part yet.

"I was told by Kriticker that you are not to fight with them, and if you do, you shall be punished. Now, lets get to the airport. We don't want you to be late."

The ride to the airport was filled with uneasiness. The four assassins were informed that when they got to L.A., they were to meet up with that girl named Amanda, and she would explain the mission and take them to the hotel to get them settled in. They were also informed that they would each have their own rooms, but those rooms would also have another occupant, a member of Schwarz.

They had finally arrived at the airport and boarded the plane. So far, the only thing they liked about this mission was the money they were to receive at the end of it. (A/N: I don't blame them for being mad. How would you like it if you just found out that you would cooperate with you worst enemies?)

Earlier at the Schwarz residence ~

Things were chaotic around this place. Only two of the members were packing and getting ready. Well, for Farfarello, it was kinda hard to pack while wearing a straight jacket, but you get the idea. Right? Crawford was the first one up and packed, and he was currently working on packing Farfarello's things. Nagi was trying to pack, but he was having a bit of trouble though, because Schuldig was teasing him mercilessly.

"Schuldig, stop torturing him and get packed we have to leave in thirty minutes." Crawford demanded. He was getting tired of this.

For a second, his vision blurred and he got a little dizzy. That was nothing new though. Things like that happened whenever he received a vision. It seems that Estet did not tell him every thing about this mission, because he had just found out something that he needed to tell the others. They were not going to like this.

/We're not going to like what?/ Schuldig asked, trying to get the information from the American's mind.

Crawford put up his mental barriers before the redhead could get any information. "Nothing, I'll tell everyone on the plane, so get packed. Now!" He was really getting irritated.

Thirty minutes later, on the plane ~

"Ok," said the German, "What was it that you needed to tell us?"

"I had a vision earlier."

"Is that it? What else is new?" teased Schuldig.

Boy, he hated the telepath, but he ignored him and continued.

"It is about our hotel rooms. We will each have a room mate."

"Well, what is so bad about that?" Nagi asked.

* Well, here goes nothing. * Crawford thought. "Our room mates will be Weiß."

He was hoping that the others would take it well. Of course he was wrong.

"Was!? [1] First you say that we can't fight them, and now you say that we have to share rooms with them as well!? Das Leben kann nicht noch schlimmer als das werden. [2]" Needless to say, Schuldig was not happy.

Farfarello was sedated, so he would have to find out when he woke up later. Nagi looked like he could care less. The way he saw it was a bit different. He wouldn't even be a part of Schwarz if it weren't for his telekinetic abilities, so he would probably want to be their friends if his situation was any different.

In L.A. at the airport ~
(A/N: I love the ability to make time go faster. It makes it easier to deal with longer situations that are hard to write.)

The two groups didn't know each other were on the plane until they were getting off, and they were trying their best not to fight. Well, actually Omi and Nagi were trying to calm everyone down so that they wouldn't fight.

"Yoji-kun, Ken-kun, please leave them alone. We have to go find this 'Amanda' person." Omi suggested.

Nagi paused for a minute. "Wait a minute. Did you just say that you had to meet up with someone named Amanda? That is strange."

"What is strange?" A young girl came up and asked in English.

* She must be able to speak Japanese if she understood that. * thought Omi.

Everyone stopped arguing so they could see who the new girl was. She looked like she was around 17 or 18 years old. Her appearance was rather on the plain side. She was about 5'4", kind of heavy set. She had big brown eyes and brown hair that went to the middle of her shoulder blades.

"Excuse me, but is your name 'Amanda.'" Omi asked in English, trying to be polite.

"Yep. Ya'll must be the ones I'm waitin' for. Well, come along. We have a schedule to keep. I'll explain everything once we get into the limo."

Crawford, being from America, noted from the way she spoke, that she wasn't from California. She was more than likely from Texas or somewhere like that.

Everyone reluctantly followed her out to a very expensive looking limo. The sooner they got this mission over with, the better.

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[1] "Was" is German for what.

[2] "Das Leben kann nicht noch schlimmer als das werden." is German for Life can't get any worse than this.