Time : 10:04 a.m.
It has been five days since Ken's last seizure .
Schuldich had learned to breathe a little bit easier , but . he still couldn't suppress the fear he had in his gut . sure everything turned out all right . Ken was acting normal , or so he made it look ; but the thing was , the brunette refused to tell him anything and kept his mind blocked securely . Sometimes it was all he could do to strangle his beloved Ken for his obstinacy .
He blew out a frustrated sigh and slammed the book he had been 'reading' ( which was still on the page he had been staring at for a full hour) onto his bedside table . Goddamn it ! He was going to get Ken to talk by George or he'll shoot the stubborn boy himself !
With that on his agenda , Schuldich swung his feet to the carpeted floor and strode determinedly downstairs .
- - - Time : 10:01 a.m.
Aya rested his tired head against the wall .
He had been sitting on his bed for four hours , doing nothing . Just thinking of all the minutes he had spent with Ken .
His eyes fell on a picture on his bookshelf and emotions fought inside of him .
God , he missed Ken and no matter what he said or did , he just couldn't erase the fact that he loved him - terribly .
Slowly , he walked towards the image of the one he loved most , the one who mattered to him as much as Aya-chan did ...
The picture was taken after one of Ken's soccer lessons . The kids he had been teaching crowded eagerly around him and started to talk all at once .
Aya had been watching from afar and he marveled how Ken did it . How he did his magic with children ; how he made everyone who met him charmed by his sincere grin and his honest naivety . It was by pure chance that he spied a man taking pictures of the scenery and he had this insane idea to ask him if he could take a picture of the young soccer coach .
He approached the man and asked of him precisely what he had thought up and the man agreed readily , almost amusedly and had taken a picture of Ken and the children in what looked like an outnumbered wrestling match . Ken was laughing along so hard with the children that it did one's heart to look at the sight ... like it did Aya's .
The man promised to send him an enlarged copy of the picture when he had developed it and Aya had received the picture on the same day Ken was found to be missing .
His heart wrenched painfully in his chest as he looked fondly at that picture ...
It was the perfect image to catch , the sunlight , the clouds , everything seemed to laugh along with them and Aya had been fortunate to witness it all .
Ken ...
- - -
Time : 10:06 a.m.
Schuldich heard immediately as he reached the bottom of the stairs the sound of the freezer door slamming shut and the clanging of ice cubes into a metal container . He raised a quizzical eyebrow and wondered if Farfarello had decided to eat flavored ice cubes for breakfast again .
He pushed open the kitchen door with a smirk but it was immediately erased when he saw Ken struggling with the bag of ice with one arm , the other hidden behind the counter . The brunette looked up at him with some surprise and Schuldich caught the startled exclamation of his name in Ken's thoughts before the barriers closed firmly once more .
" Morning . uh . what're you doing up so early ?" Ken flashed him an uneasy smile , but Schuldich thought he was hiding something .
" I was up before sunrise . I was cold last night ." He neglected to mention that he wasn't used to Ken sleeping away from him .
" Oh ." Ken brought back his eyes to what he had been doing , as if getting the hidden message . He fumbled with the bag even more , even spilling the ice on the counter and onto the floor in his hurry . " Well , I have to go back up ."
" What are going to do with the ice Ken ?"
" Nothing , I'm ... just going to ..."
Ken was never good at lying .
" To do what ?" Schuldich was starting to get angry . What the hell was Ken hiding from him ?! He deserved to know ! " Tell me the truth Ken ."
" Nothing ! Goddamn it ! It's none of your fucking business !" Ken's eyes flashed with a wounded fury . Like a wild animal who had been caught by a trap .
" But it is my business Ken ! I love you whether that matters to you or not ! And everything that is happening to you is MY business too !"
Ken ignored Schuldich's declaration and threw the half-empty bag of ice onto the sink , grabbed the handle of the pail and prepared to storm away , but Schuldich caught his arm almost by instinct .
Ken gave a pained shout and the pail came clattering to the floor , coating the tiles with ice cubes . It was then that Schuldich saw for the first time Ken's right arm ... it was black ... like it had been tattooed with it . He realized that they were burn
marks . Ken's arm had been scorched .
His skin crawled . He could only imagine the pain the other was enduring now and he knew what it took Ken to attempt a smile earlier .
" Oh Ken ..." He said softly . It pained him to see Ken like this ...
Ken could do nothing , he just sank into Schuldich's arms and he felt better , knowing he had someone to share his pain with ... and fell into comforting darkness .
- - -
Time : 10: 16 a.m.
Schuldich brought Ken to his room and laid him gently on the bed . It seemed that he was doing this more and more often and he was scared to death .
He was fucking scared . He wasn't used to the sensation - he rarely ever felt that way . But here he was , terrified that he might lose Ken .
He didn't like the feeling .
And he hoped to God Almighty that what he feared wouldn't happen ... ever .
He went back downstairs and retrieved the remaining ice and poured it into the pail , ignoring the spilled ice cubes forming puddles on the floor .
Êstet people would clean that up later . They always did .
Ken was still asleep when he finished bandaging his arm . He grimaced and bit his lip when the brunette shuddered in his sleep , as if in pain , but did not wake up .
Schuldich could almost hear the faint strains of his thoughts and suddenly became intrigued . What was he dreaming about ?
He leaned back on his chair silently and concentrated on Ken's thoughts , trying to feel what he felt , see what he saw , dreamed as he dreamed .
He was standing outside a large Victorian house gleaming in the sunlight . Whoever lived there must be swimming in money because it wasn't the kind of house you would see everyday .
He walked towards the front gate and nudged it open , causing it to swing on its hinges noiselessly .
The place was eerily quiet . The whole neighborhood was hushed , not a sound to be heard . No chirping , no laughter , nothing . Just deafening silence .
He walked towards the large front door and knocked a soundless knock . But no oe came to answer . He called out , but the words just wouldn't emerge .
Hesitantly , he entered the house .
Not a soul in sight .
~ Flashes of white-hot light , searing , clawing , tearing ~
Ken whimpered in pain and Schuldich was jolted out of the dream by the outside sound . He watched as Ken's eyes moved rapidly and knew that the sleeping boy was in the REM stage of unconsciousness .
He wanted to do something to ease the pain , but could think of nothing that could help except medical care .
When Ken was still once more , Schuldich focused once more at Ken's thoughts .
The kitchen door was ajar , and the smell of freshly cooked food wafted outside . " Maybe this is where everyone is ." he thought as he stepped inside .
No one .
Bacon and eggs on the table , hot choco steaming in the mugs .
No one .
Suddenly , the cold silence was shattered into a billion pieces by a deafening roar . Thousands of tiny sounds accumulating into one loud blaring din . A multitude of blinding colors painted the scene , dancing , moving taunting ...
He covered his ears to block away the noise , but it persisted , seeping through every pore , every cell , every molecule of his body , tugging , pulling , tearing him apart . Pain seared throughout his body and he gasped fro breath .
He was on fire ! He was burning !
This can't be happening ...
He tried to call for help ; but he couldn't even hear himself above the screams , the shouts ... the pleading ...
He tried to extinguish the flames on his clothes on his clothes , his hair , his bare skin with his bleeding hands but ...
Frantic , he ran through the halls of the house which were no longer empty .
People were screaming at him ; covered with luminous blue and gold flames ...
People he *knew* , but couldn't remember ; and they were all dying right in front of his eyes ... he tried to help , but they wouldn't let him . They pushed him away , screaming , clawing , hitting him .
He burst out of the house , trying to escape the acrid smell of burning flesh , from the burning house , into the sunlight and then everything stopped . The pain had stopped ; he was safe .
His eyes caught sight of a small boy , eight years old - maybe younger , a smaller version of him ; staring at his small fist , innocent tears spilling from large grey
eyes . His hand was aflame .
And then it all came back to him .
And the horror rushed back at him ...
He ... he ... had ... killed his ... family .
Schuldich awakened from the trance with a jolt , Ken was having a convulsion ! He watched in terror as Ken's body was thrown like a rag doll . *Crawford !* Schuldich felt the panic rising .
No ... he couldn't lose Ken .
He'd never be able to live with himself if anything .
* Goddamn it ! Crawford ! Where the hell are you and your goddamned medics ?!*
The door crashed open and a group of white-clad men hurried in , bringing various contraptions with them . Schuldich found himself standing outside the frantic
crowd , trying to get a glimpse of the one person who ever made him feel like he
did . - - -
Time : 10:43 a.m.
Aya froze in his seat .
His heart was pumping like crazy for no reason and suddenly , the image of Ken's face flashed before his eyes again and again , like an old movie .
He cold sweat trailing down his temple and small of his back .
" Ken !" He uttered Ken's name with urgency .
He jumped to his feet , sending the chair toppling over and wiped his damp brow with the back of his trembling hand . Grabbing his car keys , he hurried outside of the shop , slamming the door behind him and which brought the chime falling to the tiled floor with a shrill crash .
- - -
Time : 10:40 a.m.
" Report ." " Something's terribly wrong , Êstet has sent twenty doctors to the building ." " Really ... Êstet must really be worried about losing their prized catch ." " From what I could gather , he's having a severe seizure and they're not sure he'll
be able to survive ." " That can't be ... we've waited far too long for this to happen - I've been waiting far
too long ." " What are we going to do ?" " We have to find a way to take him ." " That's impossible . They've got the building up tight ." " Then we wait ..."
" Do you think he's going to ... die ?"
" I don't know . I don't know ."
- - -
Time : 10:54 a.m.
Aya blazed through the open streets , the wheels of his Porsche barely touching ground as he drove .
He needed to find Ken ...
He needed to see him .
He didn't care if Ken had betrayed them , or if Schwarz manages to kill him if he tried , he just needed ... to know he was safe .
Aya passed the soccer field ; the place where Ken was the happiest ... and his fingers brushed across his cheek .
- - -
Time : 10:53 a.m.
" Nagi . Nagi ." Farfarello knelt beside the stricken brunette , calling his name , shaking him gently , but with no success . The boy was staring , stunned at the flurry of movement at the middle of Ken's spacious apartment . Doctors , professionals , they were all trying to ...
No ... no ... not again ! God , please ... I don't want to lose him again ...
Misty azure eyes blinked unsteadily , long lashes damped as he rocked himself back and forth - back and forth .
Ken loved the swings ... before ... Nagi clutched his knees tighter .
Nagi ... Nagi ...
" He's calling out my name ." He murmured to himself . A small smile twisted his features into a heartbreaking mask as tears fell freely down his face .
Nagi ...
***
Farfarello had no idea what to do . He searched memories , recollections - his sanity for a solution , but there was nothing in his knowledge to help him in this situation . His mind drew a blank ...
Oh , he hated to see the kid cry ! Nagi was the only line to sanity he had left and if he had gone ... Farfarello didn't know what would happen to him !
Farfarello stopped , unsure of what to do .
And slowly , he drew his dagger , the prized possession that never failed to cheer him up . The very same dagger which never left his person and which he never offered to ANYONE ... and offered it to Nagi ...
" Don't worry Nagi ... everything's going to be alright ."
Cloudy eyes looked slowly up at him , as if for the first time seeing , and Nagi threw himself at the Irishman's chest , sobbing .
The knife was sent clattering to the floor , but Farfarello didn't bother to pick it up .
- - -
Time : 5:16 p.m.
Aya had driven around the city for the third time , sighting nothing but busy streets and multitudes of people .
He was losing hope of ever finding Ken .
Were they even destined to be together ? Or had the fates chosen to give Ken to another ... forever ?
Then , when he passed the 3rd district Tokyo tower , he saw 3 black vans lined up neatly around the curb ... and then he knew ... Ken was near ...
- - -
Time : 5:23 p.m.
" Aya ! Where the hell are you ? Manx has been waiting for two hours ! Get your ass back here before Persia decides to screw with us !" Yohji's annoyed voice shouted over the cellphone .
Aya's voice was quiet ... collected . " I've found where Ken is ." Violet eyes watched intently the entrance of the building .
" What ? You found what ?"
" Ken's here ."
" Ken's where ? Aya ! What the hell have you been drinking ? Are you nuts ? You don't go looking around for Schwarz like that ! Do you wanna get killed ?!"
It was then Aya realized what he had always tried to deny ... to himself and everyone ... He didn't believe Ken had betrayed them ... because he knew Ken loved him , and Ken was not a traitor .
" Ken's not Schwarz ; if you care enough to believe that ." Aya was watchful , placidly , his mind formulated and reformulated a plan . " I'm going to get him ."
" Wait ! Aya ! Goddamn it ! Wait for Omi and me ! We're going there ? What's the address ?"
" Aya-kun ! Wait for us ! You're not going to be able to get Ken-kun if you go in alone ! You're going to get killed and you know it ! Wait for us Aya- kun !" Omi's voice pleaded with him .
Aya saw the reason in the younger boy's innuendo . " Alright . I will wait ... but not for long ."
" We'll be there soon Aya-kun ."
- - -
Time : 5:28 p.m.
" They Weiß are outside . They've come to claim Siberian ." Crawford pursed his lips in thin line as he fixed a cold gaze at Schuldich .
" What ! Fuck it ! I'm going to kill those bastards !" Schuldich jumped to his feet and stormed upstairs to retrieve his gun .
Nagi gazed silently , intensely , his chest heaving .
Crawford knew what the teenager was feeling , and for once , he was going to allow temperance to loosen . After all , it was going to kill Weiß .
- - -
R_M : I know , I know , I promised to post one last chapter but I just couldn't bear to post the end today . *sniffles* I can't believe that it's all gonna end soon . well anyway ...
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some bizarre reason which just kills me . I'm desperate enough to do
anything to get my grubby hands on the Gluhen episodes but unfortunately ,
I'm also broke enough to NOT be able to do anything . T_T And even if I'm
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It has been five days since Ken's last seizure .
Schuldich had learned to breathe a little bit easier , but . he still couldn't suppress the fear he had in his gut . sure everything turned out all right . Ken was acting normal , or so he made it look ; but the thing was , the brunette refused to tell him anything and kept his mind blocked securely . Sometimes it was all he could do to strangle his beloved Ken for his obstinacy .
He blew out a frustrated sigh and slammed the book he had been 'reading' ( which was still on the page he had been staring at for a full hour) onto his bedside table . Goddamn it ! He was going to get Ken to talk by George or he'll shoot the stubborn boy himself !
With that on his agenda , Schuldich swung his feet to the carpeted floor and strode determinedly downstairs .
- - - Time : 10:01 a.m.
Aya rested his tired head against the wall .
He had been sitting on his bed for four hours , doing nothing . Just thinking of all the minutes he had spent with Ken .
His eyes fell on a picture on his bookshelf and emotions fought inside of him .
God , he missed Ken and no matter what he said or did , he just couldn't erase the fact that he loved him - terribly .
Slowly , he walked towards the image of the one he loved most , the one who mattered to him as much as Aya-chan did ...
The picture was taken after one of Ken's soccer lessons . The kids he had been teaching crowded eagerly around him and started to talk all at once .
Aya had been watching from afar and he marveled how Ken did it . How he did his magic with children ; how he made everyone who met him charmed by his sincere grin and his honest naivety . It was by pure chance that he spied a man taking pictures of the scenery and he had this insane idea to ask him if he could take a picture of the young soccer coach .
He approached the man and asked of him precisely what he had thought up and the man agreed readily , almost amusedly and had taken a picture of Ken and the children in what looked like an outnumbered wrestling match . Ken was laughing along so hard with the children that it did one's heart to look at the sight ... like it did Aya's .
The man promised to send him an enlarged copy of the picture when he had developed it and Aya had received the picture on the same day Ken was found to be missing .
His heart wrenched painfully in his chest as he looked fondly at that picture ...
It was the perfect image to catch , the sunlight , the clouds , everything seemed to laugh along with them and Aya had been fortunate to witness it all .
Ken ...
- - -
Time : 10:06 a.m.
Schuldich heard immediately as he reached the bottom of the stairs the sound of the freezer door slamming shut and the clanging of ice cubes into a metal container . He raised a quizzical eyebrow and wondered if Farfarello had decided to eat flavored ice cubes for breakfast again .
He pushed open the kitchen door with a smirk but it was immediately erased when he saw Ken struggling with the bag of ice with one arm , the other hidden behind the counter . The brunette looked up at him with some surprise and Schuldich caught the startled exclamation of his name in Ken's thoughts before the barriers closed firmly once more .
" Morning . uh . what're you doing up so early ?" Ken flashed him an uneasy smile , but Schuldich thought he was hiding something .
" I was up before sunrise . I was cold last night ." He neglected to mention that he wasn't used to Ken sleeping away from him .
" Oh ." Ken brought back his eyes to what he had been doing , as if getting the hidden message . He fumbled with the bag even more , even spilling the ice on the counter and onto the floor in his hurry . " Well , I have to go back up ."
" What are going to do with the ice Ken ?"
" Nothing , I'm ... just going to ..."
Ken was never good at lying .
" To do what ?" Schuldich was starting to get angry . What the hell was Ken hiding from him ?! He deserved to know ! " Tell me the truth Ken ."
" Nothing ! Goddamn it ! It's none of your fucking business !" Ken's eyes flashed with a wounded fury . Like a wild animal who had been caught by a trap .
" But it is my business Ken ! I love you whether that matters to you or not ! And everything that is happening to you is MY business too !"
Ken ignored Schuldich's declaration and threw the half-empty bag of ice onto the sink , grabbed the handle of the pail and prepared to storm away , but Schuldich caught his arm almost by instinct .
Ken gave a pained shout and the pail came clattering to the floor , coating the tiles with ice cubes . It was then that Schuldich saw for the first time Ken's right arm ... it was black ... like it had been tattooed with it . He realized that they were burn
marks . Ken's arm had been scorched .
His skin crawled . He could only imagine the pain the other was enduring now and he knew what it took Ken to attempt a smile earlier .
" Oh Ken ..." He said softly . It pained him to see Ken like this ...
Ken could do nothing , he just sank into Schuldich's arms and he felt better , knowing he had someone to share his pain with ... and fell into comforting darkness .
- - -
Time : 10: 16 a.m.
Schuldich brought Ken to his room and laid him gently on the bed . It seemed that he was doing this more and more often and he was scared to death .
He was fucking scared . He wasn't used to the sensation - he rarely ever felt that way . But here he was , terrified that he might lose Ken .
He didn't like the feeling .
And he hoped to God Almighty that what he feared wouldn't happen ... ever .
He went back downstairs and retrieved the remaining ice and poured it into the pail , ignoring the spilled ice cubes forming puddles on the floor .
Êstet people would clean that up later . They always did .
Ken was still asleep when he finished bandaging his arm . He grimaced and bit his lip when the brunette shuddered in his sleep , as if in pain , but did not wake up .
Schuldich could almost hear the faint strains of his thoughts and suddenly became intrigued . What was he dreaming about ?
He leaned back on his chair silently and concentrated on Ken's thoughts , trying to feel what he felt , see what he saw , dreamed as he dreamed .
He was standing outside a large Victorian house gleaming in the sunlight . Whoever lived there must be swimming in money because it wasn't the kind of house you would see everyday .
He walked towards the front gate and nudged it open , causing it to swing on its hinges noiselessly .
The place was eerily quiet . The whole neighborhood was hushed , not a sound to be heard . No chirping , no laughter , nothing . Just deafening silence .
He walked towards the large front door and knocked a soundless knock . But no oe came to answer . He called out , but the words just wouldn't emerge .
Hesitantly , he entered the house .
Not a soul in sight .
~ Flashes of white-hot light , searing , clawing , tearing ~
Ken whimpered in pain and Schuldich was jolted out of the dream by the outside sound . He watched as Ken's eyes moved rapidly and knew that the sleeping boy was in the REM stage of unconsciousness .
He wanted to do something to ease the pain , but could think of nothing that could help except medical care .
When Ken was still once more , Schuldich focused once more at Ken's thoughts .
The kitchen door was ajar , and the smell of freshly cooked food wafted outside . " Maybe this is where everyone is ." he thought as he stepped inside .
No one .
Bacon and eggs on the table , hot choco steaming in the mugs .
No one .
Suddenly , the cold silence was shattered into a billion pieces by a deafening roar . Thousands of tiny sounds accumulating into one loud blaring din . A multitude of blinding colors painted the scene , dancing , moving taunting ...
He covered his ears to block away the noise , but it persisted , seeping through every pore , every cell , every molecule of his body , tugging , pulling , tearing him apart . Pain seared throughout his body and he gasped fro breath .
He was on fire ! He was burning !
This can't be happening ...
He tried to call for help ; but he couldn't even hear himself above the screams , the shouts ... the pleading ...
He tried to extinguish the flames on his clothes on his clothes , his hair , his bare skin with his bleeding hands but ...
Frantic , he ran through the halls of the house which were no longer empty .
People were screaming at him ; covered with luminous blue and gold flames ...
People he *knew* , but couldn't remember ; and they were all dying right in front of his eyes ... he tried to help , but they wouldn't let him . They pushed him away , screaming , clawing , hitting him .
He burst out of the house , trying to escape the acrid smell of burning flesh , from the burning house , into the sunlight and then everything stopped . The pain had stopped ; he was safe .
His eyes caught sight of a small boy , eight years old - maybe younger , a smaller version of him ; staring at his small fist , innocent tears spilling from large grey
eyes . His hand was aflame .
And then it all came back to him .
And the horror rushed back at him ...
He ... he ... had ... killed his ... family .
Schuldich awakened from the trance with a jolt , Ken was having a convulsion ! He watched in terror as Ken's body was thrown like a rag doll . *Crawford !* Schuldich felt the panic rising .
No ... he couldn't lose Ken .
He'd never be able to live with himself if anything .
* Goddamn it ! Crawford ! Where the hell are you and your goddamned medics ?!*
The door crashed open and a group of white-clad men hurried in , bringing various contraptions with them . Schuldich found himself standing outside the frantic
crowd , trying to get a glimpse of the one person who ever made him feel like he
did . - - -
Time : 10:43 a.m.
Aya froze in his seat .
His heart was pumping like crazy for no reason and suddenly , the image of Ken's face flashed before his eyes again and again , like an old movie .
He cold sweat trailing down his temple and small of his back .
" Ken !" He uttered Ken's name with urgency .
He jumped to his feet , sending the chair toppling over and wiped his damp brow with the back of his trembling hand . Grabbing his car keys , he hurried outside of the shop , slamming the door behind him and which brought the chime falling to the tiled floor with a shrill crash .
- - -
Time : 10:40 a.m.
" Report ." " Something's terribly wrong , Êstet has sent twenty doctors to the building ." " Really ... Êstet must really be worried about losing their prized catch ." " From what I could gather , he's having a severe seizure and they're not sure he'll
be able to survive ." " That can't be ... we've waited far too long for this to happen - I've been waiting far
too long ." " What are we going to do ?" " We have to find a way to take him ." " That's impossible . They've got the building up tight ." " Then we wait ..."
" Do you think he's going to ... die ?"
" I don't know . I don't know ."
- - -
Time : 10:54 a.m.
Aya blazed through the open streets , the wheels of his Porsche barely touching ground as he drove .
He needed to find Ken ...
He needed to see him .
He didn't care if Ken had betrayed them , or if Schwarz manages to kill him if he tried , he just needed ... to know he was safe .
Aya passed the soccer field ; the place where Ken was the happiest ... and his fingers brushed across his cheek .
- - -
Time : 10:53 a.m.
" Nagi . Nagi ." Farfarello knelt beside the stricken brunette , calling his name , shaking him gently , but with no success . The boy was staring , stunned at the flurry of movement at the middle of Ken's spacious apartment . Doctors , professionals , they were all trying to ...
No ... no ... not again ! God , please ... I don't want to lose him again ...
Misty azure eyes blinked unsteadily , long lashes damped as he rocked himself back and forth - back and forth .
Ken loved the swings ... before ... Nagi clutched his knees tighter .
Nagi ... Nagi ...
" He's calling out my name ." He murmured to himself . A small smile twisted his features into a heartbreaking mask as tears fell freely down his face .
Nagi ...
***
Farfarello had no idea what to do . He searched memories , recollections - his sanity for a solution , but there was nothing in his knowledge to help him in this situation . His mind drew a blank ...
Oh , he hated to see the kid cry ! Nagi was the only line to sanity he had left and if he had gone ... Farfarello didn't know what would happen to him !
Farfarello stopped , unsure of what to do .
And slowly , he drew his dagger , the prized possession that never failed to cheer him up . The very same dagger which never left his person and which he never offered to ANYONE ... and offered it to Nagi ...
" Don't worry Nagi ... everything's going to be alright ."
Cloudy eyes looked slowly up at him , as if for the first time seeing , and Nagi threw himself at the Irishman's chest , sobbing .
The knife was sent clattering to the floor , but Farfarello didn't bother to pick it up .
- - -
Time : 5:16 p.m.
Aya had driven around the city for the third time , sighting nothing but busy streets and multitudes of people .
He was losing hope of ever finding Ken .
Were they even destined to be together ? Or had the fates chosen to give Ken to another ... forever ?
Then , when he passed the 3rd district Tokyo tower , he saw 3 black vans lined up neatly around the curb ... and then he knew ... Ken was near ...
- - -
Time : 5:23 p.m.
" Aya ! Where the hell are you ? Manx has been waiting for two hours ! Get your ass back here before Persia decides to screw with us !" Yohji's annoyed voice shouted over the cellphone .
Aya's voice was quiet ... collected . " I've found where Ken is ." Violet eyes watched intently the entrance of the building .
" What ? You found what ?"
" Ken's here ."
" Ken's where ? Aya ! What the hell have you been drinking ? Are you nuts ? You don't go looking around for Schwarz like that ! Do you wanna get killed ?!"
It was then Aya realized what he had always tried to deny ... to himself and everyone ... He didn't believe Ken had betrayed them ... because he knew Ken loved him , and Ken was not a traitor .
" Ken's not Schwarz ; if you care enough to believe that ." Aya was watchful , placidly , his mind formulated and reformulated a plan . " I'm going to get him ."
" Wait ! Aya ! Goddamn it ! Wait for Omi and me ! We're going there ? What's the address ?"
" Aya-kun ! Wait for us ! You're not going to be able to get Ken-kun if you go in alone ! You're going to get killed and you know it ! Wait for us Aya- kun !" Omi's voice pleaded with him .
Aya saw the reason in the younger boy's innuendo . " Alright . I will wait ... but not for long ."
" We'll be there soon Aya-kun ."
- - -
Time : 5:28 p.m.
" They Weiß are outside . They've come to claim Siberian ." Crawford pursed his lips in thin line as he fixed a cold gaze at Schuldich .
" What ! Fuck it ! I'm going to kill those bastards !" Schuldich jumped to his feet and stormed upstairs to retrieve his gun .
Nagi gazed silently , intensely , his chest heaving .
Crawford knew what the teenager was feeling , and for once , he was going to allow temperance to loosen . After all , it was going to kill Weiß .
- - -
R_M : I know , I know , I promised to post one last chapter but I just couldn't bear to post the end today . *sniffles* I can't believe that it's all gonna end soon . well anyway ...
Mariki : Thank you sooo much for reviewing my last chapter . I would download it at
kazaa if I could but my damn computer won't connect to the network for
some bizarre reason which just kills me . I'm desperate enough to do
anything to get my grubby hands on the Gluhen episodes but unfortunately ,
I'm also broke enough to NOT be able to do anything . T_T And even if I'm
able to connect to the Kazaa network , my computer is too damn slow to
download even ONE episode per century ... so you see ... poor me T_T .
I implore anyone , ANYONE who has a heart (and the Gluhen episodes ) and is willing to mail it to me whether they be in VHS , VCD , DVD , ripped and burned , please ! PLEASE !!! Y_Y could you please ?
My e-mail is : Redemption_Moon@yahoo.com and if you happen to know someone , please drop me a line and I'll be eternally grateful and would dedicate all and every future fic to you ! ^^;
Or if you have the complete Weiß Kreuz songs and especially all the Ken/Seki
songs ... or know anyone who does ...
Oh and by the way , don't forget to review these nine pages o' mine ! Feel the Christmas spirit and be generous enough to review . I worked my ass off last night to able to post this today so please R-E-V-I-E-W .
This will be really , TRULY the second to the last chapter (and what a long chapter it is too !) so please show your appreciation by reviewing .
Arigatou ! ^^;;