A/N: Woo! I actually kept going with this fan fiction. I like it well
enough, but I guess I just don't really have the patience for writing this
all out. Patience is a virtue, but instant gratification is bliss. ^_^;
I'm gonna really try to keep this fic going because I'm actually enjoying
writing it. Thanks to all of you that reviewed the first chapter, and
especially Kaze who really gave me some good tips even though I'm not
exactly sure how I'd make the story smoother. Maybe if I took a little
more time and didn't rush things. Thanks much, and this is for you who
read the first chapter!
Pairings: As you read, you might get a few hints. All I'll tell you is that there are a few very lucky bishies in there. Oops! That's not a hint. They're all bishounen, ne? ^_^;
Disclaimer: No, I don't own Weiß Kreuz. No, I don't own Sony or SquareSoft or any of those games that are mentioned in here. I own some pocky though. Strawberry. Yum. ^_^
Note: * text text text...* means telepathic message. It doesn't say text inside though. Duh.
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die Sonne schient
Chapter 2: Always Guilty
Ken felt groggy. He wasn't afraid. He wasn't even hungry. There was a blanket over his mind preventing him from remembering exactly what happened. It was a shame Ken had never been much of a morning person. If he had been he might have noticed the satisfacted smirk from the man in the chair beside the bed he lay in. At least he would have noticed him before he nearly clung to the ceiling fan when the man made himself known with a few simple words.
"Guten Morgen, mein Katzchen." (1)
Suddenly everything came back to the brunnette. He had been comfortably laying in his bed when the Schwarz guys suddenly came and stole them away to who knows where. When remembering he was in the presence of one of those "Schwarz guys," Ken instantly growled. "Get away from me."
Schuldich made a clicking sound in his throat. "Tsk, tsk. I even tucked you into my very own bed to make sure you were at home, but you repay me in hostility? Well, don't I feel loved."
"Shut up! Where are Aya, Yohji, and Omi? Tell me!" Ken said between clenched teeth.
"They're fine." Schuldich replied, rather uninterested in the topic of the conversation. "As soon as you all get situated we'll have a grand tea party where you can all chat. For right now, however, you are under my very own jurisdiction."
The last few words had a...wrong feeling to them, which caused Ken to choke back a whimper. Schuldich's jurisdiction? He had to stay with Him of all people? 'This must be my punnishment for catching the oven on fire last week...' Ken thought idly. No matter how he looked at it, he was in a load of deep shit.
*Indeed you are. Don't tell me you forgot my talents! No matter what you think, I'll always know. Doesn't that sound delicious, hmmm?* The telepathic's voice purred its way through Ken's head, but didn't stop after the pause. *Yes, you are to be with me. You can't switch with someone else like you'd do with candy, and just keep in mind that you won't see your little friends until we are all confident that none of you will attempt to plan something! So be a nice kitten, okay?*
Ken glared ice at his captor. "If you're thinking I'll just sit there at let you do whatever you want with me, then you are very wrong. I'll stay here, but you can't touch me! Nothing that you'd normally do, meaning nothing perverted."
"Perverted? Me? And perverted like what?" Schuldich grinned his catlike grin while attempting to look innocent.
"Nothing perverted like....like..." Ken only blushed. "You know what I mean!"
The red-head shrugged his shoulders. "I have no idea what you mean. And why would I act that way towards..." He leaned in closer to whisper the words against Ken's already lightly reddened ear. "..you?"
Ken gasped when teeth began nibbling on his earlobe. He should push him away, smack him, yell, just do something. But his breath was caught in his throat and the only feeling he could make contact with was the warmth his body began to feel. Then, when the cause of this warmth moved warm lips towards the soft flesh of his neck, Ken found the strength to get away. Even if it caused him to fall off the bed.
Schuldich laughed loudly. "A little excited, KenKen?"
"Don't call me that! And...you bastard! You tried to play innocent, but you're just a hentai!"
A tiny, barely visible streak of sorrow passed through cat green eyes. "No, kitten. I am never innocent. I have always been guilty." Schuldich walked out of the room leaving a confused Ken to crawl back up into the safety of warm covers and the scent of someone who had always been guilty.
~*~**~*~
"Did you lock your door?" Bradley Crawford, leader of Schwarz, asked as the one known as Mastermind entered the main room of the house they stayed in.
Schuldich nodded, glancing up as he sipped the wine he'd poured for himself earlier. "Of course. Leave the door open and the kittens may wander out. I can't have that happen. He might get run over or some such." The man lifted the glass to his lips, "Isn't that right, Farf?"
From the corner the Irishman cackled. "We should leave the door open. Bad pets hurt God. Flat pets make God cry..." The speech was followed by the slurping sounds made when Farfarello licked his knife.
"No. We have orders to keep them contained until after all of this Kritiker mess if cleaned up and they will be obedient." Said the American leader. "And the Kritiker mess is nearly completed. One of Esset's other teams have already begun destroying the headquarters. It is just a matter of time."
Schuldich grinned. "Ah. So Bradley has had another vision. Poor kittens have lost their mittens, and they won't ever find them. Should we break the news?"
Crawford managed a tiny curve of his lips. "I already have. Balinese and Bombay seemed speechless, but Abysinnian had to be drugged into sleeping. He'll wake up soon. If he doesn't, then he'll miss eating his dinner. Nagi is keeping an eye on both of the other two, and I assume Siberian is locked away."
"I really should get back to him. He'll yell at him if I'm late home from work." With a smirk, Schuldich made his way back to his door, made a suggestive gesture towards Crawford, then walked inside and shut the door behind him.
~*~**~*~
A sorrow stricken face sighed sadly. He and Yohji were the luckiest of the four. At the moment they were actually in a room together. Aya had been trapped somewhere else and Ken....oh poor Ken. He was in the lair of the beast. Of Schuldich. Ken was innocent, a blushing virgin who didn't need the advanced that red head would throw on him. Yohji should have been with Schu. Even Yohji agreed himself. He would have been able to handle the seductive ways of their enemy. Omi shook his head. They had to find a way out of this.
"Chibi?"
The genki boy's train of thought broke. "I'm not chibi..."
A tall, lanky blonde pulled his hair back from his face. "Yeah, yeah. Do you think if we did what they asked we could trick them into a false sense of security?"
"No. Schuldich will know, Yohji-kun." Omi sighed. They'd been trapped in this room without cable, a computer, or any video games. This had to be torture. The only person that the ablility to get out of this room was the young boy at the door, Nagi. He had floated the key up to be stuck against the ceiling.
"Excuse me? Eh...Nagi-kun?" Omi's timid voice caused Nagi's dark eyes to turn towards him. "Do you think that...umm...well...could...."
Nagi stayed leaned against the wall reading his book. "What?"
"Do you have any video games?" Omi smiled sheepishly. The little bundle of energy was restless. Without something to do he might have serious a breakdown at any point!
Of course, the question was unexpected. And since it was, Yohji and Nagi immediately face faulted.
"Video games...?" Nagi blinked. "You want video games?"
Omi nodded with a tiny, large eyed smile. "Yes..."
Nagi shook his head. The youngest member of Weiß was a video game addict. Who knew. "Erm...what kind?"
"Do you have any rp games? Final Fantasy?!" (2) Ahh...Final Fantasy. Omi's bliss.
"Sure." Nagi replied, wondering rather he'd get in trouble for this. "I'll get FF 10 from my room." Oh, what the hell. Nagi hadn't had someone to play games with since Farfarello decided skating on the floor with game CDs hurt God. "Stay here." Nagi walked out and made sure the door was locked. It was bad enough he was entertaining them, but if they got out he was sure there'd be some pain in his future. Crawford would "see" to that.
Nagi skidded past the main room where Farfarello was throwing socks into a blender and where Crawford was reading in his favorite chair. Charging up the stairs as though he were trying to out run a Koneko no Sumu Ie fangirls, Nagi grabbed his game, his Playstation 2 (yes, he's a lucky boy), a number of other games, and raced back down the stairs in a flash. Omi and Yohji only stared as Nagi floated a television set in.
"Is this okay?" Nagi asked quietly, trying to act as though none of this was actually interesting to him.
"Yes, yes! Arigatou!" Jumping for joy, Omi plugged the system and t.v. in and popped in a game. The game was purposely two player. "I'll bet you can't beat me, Nagi-kun. I've played with this warlord so many times. I have all of his special weapons!" (3)
Nagi sat down and took up that challange.
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1. "Guten Morgen, mein Katzchen." = Good Morning, my kitten. It's German. Yes, I'm practicing my German while writing. Killing two birdies with one stone. Only figuratively!
2. "rp" = role-play; it's a type of game. You gamers know what I mean!
3. Alright. That is an indirect hint of the game Dynasty Warriors 3. It's the only game that popped in my head right then. It's a fun game. You can't really tell what they're playing though. Oh well. At least you know what it was supposed to be.
A/N: Alright! I believe I'll stop there. Cute little Nagi and Omi. Doesn't it make ya just wanna go "awwwww"? Anyway...*cough*...I'm surprised I actually got up another chapter so quickly. That's really quick for me, you know. In the next chapter I hope to develop Ken and Schu's relationship a little bit more. Maybe hint at a few other pairings. *hint hint wink wink nudge nudge* I look forwarding to reading any and all reviews. I can tell you right now. I need the feedback! Okay, thanks for reading and keep looking for updates!
Pairings: As you read, you might get a few hints. All I'll tell you is that there are a few very lucky bishies in there. Oops! That's not a hint. They're all bishounen, ne? ^_^;
Disclaimer: No, I don't own Weiß Kreuz. No, I don't own Sony or SquareSoft or any of those games that are mentioned in here. I own some pocky though. Strawberry. Yum. ^_^
Note: * text text text...* means telepathic message. It doesn't say text inside though. Duh.
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die Sonne schient
Chapter 2: Always Guilty
Ken felt groggy. He wasn't afraid. He wasn't even hungry. There was a blanket over his mind preventing him from remembering exactly what happened. It was a shame Ken had never been much of a morning person. If he had been he might have noticed the satisfacted smirk from the man in the chair beside the bed he lay in. At least he would have noticed him before he nearly clung to the ceiling fan when the man made himself known with a few simple words.
"Guten Morgen, mein Katzchen." (1)
Suddenly everything came back to the brunnette. He had been comfortably laying in his bed when the Schwarz guys suddenly came and stole them away to who knows where. When remembering he was in the presence of one of those "Schwarz guys," Ken instantly growled. "Get away from me."
Schuldich made a clicking sound in his throat. "Tsk, tsk. I even tucked you into my very own bed to make sure you were at home, but you repay me in hostility? Well, don't I feel loved."
"Shut up! Where are Aya, Yohji, and Omi? Tell me!" Ken said between clenched teeth.
"They're fine." Schuldich replied, rather uninterested in the topic of the conversation. "As soon as you all get situated we'll have a grand tea party where you can all chat. For right now, however, you are under my very own jurisdiction."
The last few words had a...wrong feeling to them, which caused Ken to choke back a whimper. Schuldich's jurisdiction? He had to stay with Him of all people? 'This must be my punnishment for catching the oven on fire last week...' Ken thought idly. No matter how he looked at it, he was in a load of deep shit.
*Indeed you are. Don't tell me you forgot my talents! No matter what you think, I'll always know. Doesn't that sound delicious, hmmm?* The telepathic's voice purred its way through Ken's head, but didn't stop after the pause. *Yes, you are to be with me. You can't switch with someone else like you'd do with candy, and just keep in mind that you won't see your little friends until we are all confident that none of you will attempt to plan something! So be a nice kitten, okay?*
Ken glared ice at his captor. "If you're thinking I'll just sit there at let you do whatever you want with me, then you are very wrong. I'll stay here, but you can't touch me! Nothing that you'd normally do, meaning nothing perverted."
"Perverted? Me? And perverted like what?" Schuldich grinned his catlike grin while attempting to look innocent.
"Nothing perverted like....like..." Ken only blushed. "You know what I mean!"
The red-head shrugged his shoulders. "I have no idea what you mean. And why would I act that way towards..." He leaned in closer to whisper the words against Ken's already lightly reddened ear. "..you?"
Ken gasped when teeth began nibbling on his earlobe. He should push him away, smack him, yell, just do something. But his breath was caught in his throat and the only feeling he could make contact with was the warmth his body began to feel. Then, when the cause of this warmth moved warm lips towards the soft flesh of his neck, Ken found the strength to get away. Even if it caused him to fall off the bed.
Schuldich laughed loudly. "A little excited, KenKen?"
"Don't call me that! And...you bastard! You tried to play innocent, but you're just a hentai!"
A tiny, barely visible streak of sorrow passed through cat green eyes. "No, kitten. I am never innocent. I have always been guilty." Schuldich walked out of the room leaving a confused Ken to crawl back up into the safety of warm covers and the scent of someone who had always been guilty.
~*~**~*~
"Did you lock your door?" Bradley Crawford, leader of Schwarz, asked as the one known as Mastermind entered the main room of the house they stayed in.
Schuldich nodded, glancing up as he sipped the wine he'd poured for himself earlier. "Of course. Leave the door open and the kittens may wander out. I can't have that happen. He might get run over or some such." The man lifted the glass to his lips, "Isn't that right, Farf?"
From the corner the Irishman cackled. "We should leave the door open. Bad pets hurt God. Flat pets make God cry..." The speech was followed by the slurping sounds made when Farfarello licked his knife.
"No. We have orders to keep them contained until after all of this Kritiker mess if cleaned up and they will be obedient." Said the American leader. "And the Kritiker mess is nearly completed. One of Esset's other teams have already begun destroying the headquarters. It is just a matter of time."
Schuldich grinned. "Ah. So Bradley has had another vision. Poor kittens have lost their mittens, and they won't ever find them. Should we break the news?"
Crawford managed a tiny curve of his lips. "I already have. Balinese and Bombay seemed speechless, but Abysinnian had to be drugged into sleeping. He'll wake up soon. If he doesn't, then he'll miss eating his dinner. Nagi is keeping an eye on both of the other two, and I assume Siberian is locked away."
"I really should get back to him. He'll yell at him if I'm late home from work." With a smirk, Schuldich made his way back to his door, made a suggestive gesture towards Crawford, then walked inside and shut the door behind him.
~*~**~*~
A sorrow stricken face sighed sadly. He and Yohji were the luckiest of the four. At the moment they were actually in a room together. Aya had been trapped somewhere else and Ken....oh poor Ken. He was in the lair of the beast. Of Schuldich. Ken was innocent, a blushing virgin who didn't need the advanced that red head would throw on him. Yohji should have been with Schu. Even Yohji agreed himself. He would have been able to handle the seductive ways of their enemy. Omi shook his head. They had to find a way out of this.
"Chibi?"
The genki boy's train of thought broke. "I'm not chibi..."
A tall, lanky blonde pulled his hair back from his face. "Yeah, yeah. Do you think if we did what they asked we could trick them into a false sense of security?"
"No. Schuldich will know, Yohji-kun." Omi sighed. They'd been trapped in this room without cable, a computer, or any video games. This had to be torture. The only person that the ablility to get out of this room was the young boy at the door, Nagi. He had floated the key up to be stuck against the ceiling.
"Excuse me? Eh...Nagi-kun?" Omi's timid voice caused Nagi's dark eyes to turn towards him. "Do you think that...umm...well...could...."
Nagi stayed leaned against the wall reading his book. "What?"
"Do you have any video games?" Omi smiled sheepishly. The little bundle of energy was restless. Without something to do he might have serious a breakdown at any point!
Of course, the question was unexpected. And since it was, Yohji and Nagi immediately face faulted.
"Video games...?" Nagi blinked. "You want video games?"
Omi nodded with a tiny, large eyed smile. "Yes..."
Nagi shook his head. The youngest member of Weiß was a video game addict. Who knew. "Erm...what kind?"
"Do you have any rp games? Final Fantasy?!" (2) Ahh...Final Fantasy. Omi's bliss.
"Sure." Nagi replied, wondering rather he'd get in trouble for this. "I'll get FF 10 from my room." Oh, what the hell. Nagi hadn't had someone to play games with since Farfarello decided skating on the floor with game CDs hurt God. "Stay here." Nagi walked out and made sure the door was locked. It was bad enough he was entertaining them, but if they got out he was sure there'd be some pain in his future. Crawford would "see" to that.
Nagi skidded past the main room where Farfarello was throwing socks into a blender and where Crawford was reading in his favorite chair. Charging up the stairs as though he were trying to out run a Koneko no Sumu Ie fangirls, Nagi grabbed his game, his Playstation 2 (yes, he's a lucky boy), a number of other games, and raced back down the stairs in a flash. Omi and Yohji only stared as Nagi floated a television set in.
"Is this okay?" Nagi asked quietly, trying to act as though none of this was actually interesting to him.
"Yes, yes! Arigatou!" Jumping for joy, Omi plugged the system and t.v. in and popped in a game. The game was purposely two player. "I'll bet you can't beat me, Nagi-kun. I've played with this warlord so many times. I have all of his special weapons!" (3)
Nagi sat down and took up that challange.
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1. "Guten Morgen, mein Katzchen." = Good Morning, my kitten. It's German. Yes, I'm practicing my German while writing. Killing two birdies with one stone. Only figuratively!
2. "rp" = role-play; it's a type of game. You gamers know what I mean!
3. Alright. That is an indirect hint of the game Dynasty Warriors 3. It's the only game that popped in my head right then. It's a fun game. You can't really tell what they're playing though. Oh well. At least you know what it was supposed to be.
A/N: Alright! I believe I'll stop there. Cute little Nagi and Omi. Doesn't it make ya just wanna go "awwwww"? Anyway...*cough*...I'm surprised I actually got up another chapter so quickly. That's really quick for me, you know. In the next chapter I hope to develop Ken and Schu's relationship a little bit more. Maybe hint at a few other pairings. *hint hint wink wink nudge nudge* I look forwarding to reading any and all reviews. I can tell you right now. I need the feedback! Okay, thanks for reading and keep looking for updates!