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.
Green Jello - Whew, long time no update. I've been a bit busy for the past 4 or 5 months. It takes a while to move across the nation. ^^; Oh btw, Kasou, you guessed right about my fave character. If you are reading this, and more importantly, want me to, I'm still willing to draw that pic for you.
"blah" = speech
/blah/ = telepathy
*blah* = thoughts
blah = emphasis on word
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Karaoke Wars
Written by Green Jello
Email me: farfarello@WeissKreuz.BIZ
Chapter 3 - Problems Arise
Inside the limo ~
"As ya'll already know, my name is Amanda, and I'm supposed to tell everyone why you're all here." She stopped talking to think of what to say next. Carefully, she continued, "Kriticker and Estet didn't exactly let you come here by their own will. I kinda planted the thought into their minds."
Everyone had a confused look on their faces after that last comment. It was Crawford who spoke up first.
"Are you saying that you're a telepath?" * Oh no, not another one * he thought.
"Sorta." She replied nervously, "but, never mind about that right now. The reason you all are here is because I have a contest for ya'll to compete in."
"So you mean we get to fight after all?"
"No, Farfarello. It's not that kind of contest." Amanda handed an envelope to each person. "Don't open that until you get into your rooms tonight. Inside of those envelopes explains the contest and what each of you are to do."
"Ok, enough of that. Who is going to be stuck together for roommates?"
"I was watin' for somebody to ask that question. Thanks for askin', Yoji. I have takin' into consideration age and personality for the pairing. Here is a list of who will be roomies with each other." She hands each of them a piece of paper. "I took a lot of time on this list so I don't wanna hear any complaints about it.
Here is what was on the paper:
Aya - Crawford
Yoji - Schuldrich
Ken - Farfarello
Omi - Nagi
"Now then, is everyone ok with this arrangement?"
"Yeah." Everyone reluctantly agreed.
Outside the hotel ~
So far, it has been a terrible day for the entire group of assassins. After their long flight to America, not only did they half to get along with each other, but their limo driver got lost and ended up back at the airport about 10 times before he found the right road.
"Here we are. This will be the hotel ya'll will be stayin' at. This place isn't really used as a hotel anymore, but I was able to convince the owners to let you stay here for a while."
"Excuse me, Amanda-san. I have a question."
"Yes, Omi? What is it?"
Omi had a look on his face like he didn't really care about the answer, but with the German bugging him about it in his mind, he had to do something about it so Schuldig would shut up.
"If this isn't really a hotel, then what is the building used for?" There, he said it. Apparently, the telepath was satisfied because he had left the young florist's mind in peace.
"Actually, this is the headquarters for what they call 'Angel Investigations'."
Yoji's ears perked up at the mention of investigations. "You mean like detective work?" He was finally starting to calm down after he found out that he was going to have to sleep in the same room as that obnoxious, red headed member of Schwarz.
"Well, you could say that. These people 'investigate'…" she paused a moment trying to think of an appropriate word. "…what I would call, paranormal activities."
"Paranormal as in ghosts and goblins?" Ken asked. He never believed in such things himself, but his former J-League partner and friend, Kase, was a firm believer in them.
What she said next, was a real shock for all of them, especially Farfarello. "No, I mean paranormal as in demons and vampires."
Farfarello was about to say something when Amanda suggested going inside.
Inside the hotel ~
Everyone was so exhausted that when they got into the lobby, they collapsed onto the couch and chairs that were there. They were so weary of what was about to happen, that they didn't even really care that they were here with their worst enemies…much.
"Hello! Is any body here? I was told that someone was supposed to be here to give us our room numbers!"
Ken whispered to Yoji, "Man, has anyone ever told her that she could be really annoying?"
Yoji started to laugh when a guy came out of the back room. He was very average looking. He had short brown hair and wore glasses.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I completely forgot someone was supposed to be here today. I am kind of busy right now. I'll go get Cordelia for you. Could you hold on a second?" He left almost as quickly as he came in. This guy was definitely British or something like that.
In the back room ~
"Hey Cordelia, those people are here."
She didn't even look up from the book she was researching from. "Ok, I'll be out there in a sec."
"If you ask me, they look like they are a bunch of trouble makers. I would be careful if I were you."
She got up and peeked out the door to see what he meant. They didn't really look like trouble makers to her, only the one with the scars and the eye patch. Other than some really odd hairstyles (and colors), they looked rather normal to her.
Back in the lobby ~
Cordelia entered with five sets of keys in her hands. (A/N - Amanda has to have a room too.) "Hi everyone, I'm Cordelia. It feels really strange actually using this place as a hotel, so I would like to get to know everyone before you all get settled in."
To no one's surprise, Yoji stood up and introduced himself first. What did you expect, there was a girl here. ^^;
"I am Yoji Kudou. I am 21 years old and I'm single. It is a pleasure to meet a lovely lady such as yourself."
"Oi, Yoji-kun, sit down. That isn't the best first impression you can make. Do you want her to think that we are weirdos or something?"
"And you are…?" These guys were funny. She already liked them.
Omi blushed, "Oh, I'm Omi Tsukiyono. I'm sorry about him, he's always like that."
Before she could reply, Ken interrupted. "Ken Hidaka is my name. Nice to meet you."
"Nice to meet you too, Ken."
Ken started talking again. "This here," he pointed to Aya, knowing that he wasn't going to introduce himself, "is Aya Fujimiya. He doesn't talk much."
Ken never got to finish introducing Aya because he was interrupted by the red headed German. (A/N - There is a lot of interrupting going on here, isn't there?)
"You can see the future, can't you?"
Cordelia was stunned. * How could he know that? He couldn't. He's just joking around, isn't he? *
Schuldig continued, "No, I'm not joking around." He almost snickered at the confused look on her face. "It is just that Bradley is a pre-cog, too. And the chibi here is a telekinetic."
"You must be a telepath, then. Am I correct?" Said telepath smirked at that response. He could tell she was smarter than she appeared. "Enough of that. Let's continue the introductions. What is your name?"
"My name is Schuldig. I am the 'guilty' one."
"Ok, which one of you is 'Bradley'?" she asked, just repeating the name that Schuldig had said earlier.
Crawford was getting irritated at the use of his first name. "I am," he said in a rather rude tone. "I would appreciate it if you would address me a Crawford from now on."
* Ok, * she thought, * I'll have to remember not to get on his bad side. * The German chuckled at that though. "Wow, we are almost finished." She turned to Nagi.
"I'm Nagi Naoe, the one he just called 'chibi'." He said that last part with a little resentment in his voice. Cordelia figured that he didn't like that nickname.
She looked at the last one left. Now that she could actually see him up close, she saw that he had an eerie calmness about him.
"They call me Farfarello."
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Green Jello - Wow, that chapter really sucked. I guess I got a little rusty. As always, read and review.
Schuldig - What, you aren't going to let us talk this time?
Green Jello - No. Yoji - Why not?
Green Jello - Because you people are always teasing me. *starts to cry* It's not fair I tell you! *runs out of the room*
Farfarello - Well, that was unexpected.
Omi - You people are heartless. *turns to readers* Please excuse her, she's had a hard day.
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.
Green Jello - Whew, long time no update. I've been a bit busy for the past 4 or 5 months. It takes a while to move across the nation. ^^; Oh btw, Kasou, you guessed right about my fave character. If you are reading this, and more importantly, want me to, I'm still willing to draw that pic for you.
"blah" = speech
/blah/ = telepathy
*blah* = thoughts
blah = emphasis on word
===================================================
Written by Green Jello
Email me: farfarello@WeissKreuz.BIZ
Chapter 3 - Problems Arise
Inside the limo ~
"As ya'll already know, my name is Amanda, and I'm supposed to tell everyone why you're all here." She stopped talking to think of what to say next. Carefully, she continued, "Kriticker and Estet didn't exactly let you come here by their own will. I kinda planted the thought into their minds."
Everyone had a confused look on their faces after that last comment. It was Crawford who spoke up first.
"Are you saying that you're a telepath?" * Oh no, not another one * he thought.
"Sorta." She replied nervously, "but, never mind about that right now. The reason you all are here is because I have a contest for ya'll to compete in."
"So you mean we get to fight after all?"
"No, Farfarello. It's not that kind of contest." Amanda handed an envelope to each person. "Don't open that until you get into your rooms tonight. Inside of those envelopes explains the contest and what each of you are to do."
"Ok, enough of that. Who is going to be stuck together for roommates?"
"I was watin' for somebody to ask that question. Thanks for askin', Yoji. I have takin' into consideration age and personality for the pairing. Here is a list of who will be roomies with each other." She hands each of them a piece of paper. "I took a lot of time on this list so I don't wanna hear any complaints about it.
Here is what was on the paper:
Aya - Crawford
Yoji - Schuldrich
Ken - Farfarello
Omi - Nagi
"Now then, is everyone ok with this arrangement?"
"Yeah." Everyone reluctantly agreed.
Outside the hotel ~
So far, it has been a terrible day for the entire group of assassins. After their long flight to America, not only did they half to get along with each other, but their limo driver got lost and ended up back at the airport about 10 times before he found the right road.
"Here we are. This will be the hotel ya'll will be stayin' at. This place isn't really used as a hotel anymore, but I was able to convince the owners to let you stay here for a while."
"Excuse me, Amanda-san. I have a question."
"Yes, Omi? What is it?"
Omi had a look on his face like he didn't really care about the answer, but with the German bugging him about it in his mind, he had to do something about it so Schuldig would shut up.
"If this isn't really a hotel, then what is the building used for?" There, he said it. Apparently, the telepath was satisfied because he had left the young florist's mind in peace.
"Actually, this is the headquarters for what they call 'Angel Investigations'."
Yoji's ears perked up at the mention of investigations. "You mean like detective work?" He was finally starting to calm down after he found out that he was going to have to sleep in the same room as that obnoxious, red headed member of Schwarz.
"Well, you could say that. These people 'investigate'…" she paused a moment trying to think of an appropriate word. "…what I would call, paranormal activities."
"Paranormal as in ghosts and goblins?" Ken asked. He never believed in such things himself, but his former J-League partner and friend, Kase, was a firm believer in them.
What she said next, was a real shock for all of them, especially Farfarello. "No, I mean paranormal as in demons and vampires."
Farfarello was about to say something when Amanda suggested going inside.
Inside the hotel ~
Everyone was so exhausted that when they got into the lobby, they collapsed onto the couch and chairs that were there. They were so weary of what was about to happen, that they didn't even really care that they were here with their worst enemies…much.
"Hello! Is any body here? I was told that someone was supposed to be here to give us our room numbers!"
Ken whispered to Yoji, "Man, has anyone ever told her that she could be really annoying?"
Yoji started to laugh when a guy came out of the back room. He was very average looking. He had short brown hair and wore glasses.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I completely forgot someone was supposed to be here today. I am kind of busy right now. I'll go get Cordelia for you. Could you hold on a second?" He left almost as quickly as he came in. This guy was definitely British or something like that.
In the back room ~
"Hey Cordelia, those people are here."
She didn't even look up from the book she was researching from. "Ok, I'll be out there in a sec."
"If you ask me, they look like they are a bunch of trouble makers. I would be careful if I were you."
She got up and peeked out the door to see what he meant. They didn't really look like trouble makers to her, only the one with the scars and the eye patch. Other than some really odd hairstyles (and colors), they looked rather normal to her.
Back in the lobby ~
Cordelia entered with five sets of keys in her hands. (A/N - Amanda has to have a room too.) "Hi everyone, I'm Cordelia. It feels really strange actually using this place as a hotel, so I would like to get to know everyone before you all get settled in."
To no one's surprise, Yoji stood up and introduced himself first. What did you expect, there was a girl here. ^^;
"I am Yoji Kudou. I am 21 years old and I'm single. It is a pleasure to meet a lovely lady such as yourself."
"Oi, Yoji-kun, sit down. That isn't the best first impression you can make. Do you want her to think that we are weirdos or something?"
"And you are…?" These guys were funny. She already liked them.
Omi blushed, "Oh, I'm Omi Tsukiyono. I'm sorry about him, he's always like that."
Before she could reply, Ken interrupted. "Ken Hidaka is my name. Nice to meet you."
"Nice to meet you too, Ken."
Ken started talking again. "This here," he pointed to Aya, knowing that he wasn't going to introduce himself, "is Aya Fujimiya. He doesn't talk much."
Ken never got to finish introducing Aya because he was interrupted by the red headed German. (A/N - There is a lot of interrupting going on here, isn't there?)
"You can see the future, can't you?"
Cordelia was stunned. * How could he know that? He couldn't. He's just joking around, isn't he? *
Schuldig continued, "No, I'm not joking around." He almost snickered at the confused look on her face. "It is just that Bradley is a pre-cog, too. And the chibi here is a telekinetic."
"You must be a telepath, then. Am I correct?" Said telepath smirked at that response. He could tell she was smarter than she appeared. "Enough of that. Let's continue the introductions. What is your name?"
"My name is Schuldig. I am the 'guilty' one."
"Ok, which one of you is 'Bradley'?" she asked, just repeating the name that Schuldig had said earlier.
Crawford was getting irritated at the use of his first name. "I am," he said in a rather rude tone. "I would appreciate it if you would address me a Crawford from now on."
* Ok, * she thought, * I'll have to remember not to get on his bad side. * The German chuckled at that though. "Wow, we are almost finished." She turned to Nagi.
"I'm Nagi Naoe, the one he just called 'chibi'." He said that last part with a little resentment in his voice. Cordelia figured that he didn't like that nickname.
She looked at the last one left. Now that she could actually see him up close, she saw that he had an eerie calmness about him.
"They call me Farfarello."
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Green Jello - Wow, that chapter really sucked. I guess I got a little rusty. As always, read and review.
Schuldig - What, you aren't going to let us talk this time?
Green Jello - No. Yoji - Why not?
Green Jello - Because you people are always teasing me. *starts to cry* It's not fair I tell you! *runs out of the room*
Farfarello - Well, that was unexpected.
Omi - You people are heartless. *turns to readers* Please excuse her, she's had a hard day.