Crawford's Vacation
DISCLAIMER: I am the proud owner of 8 bishounen, and numerous other unimportant characters.. Ha! Yeah, right. And pigs fly to my bedroom window and talk to me at night..*a flying pig taps on the window*...Forget I said that. Basically, I don't own them, so don't sue.^_^;
Chapter Two - Fearing the worst
Crawford pulled up at the beach house.
So it's lasted this long, he thought with a smile. Inspecting the interior of the house, he was pleased with what he saw, and with a flying leap he landed on the double bed.
And got up two seconds later.
Even here he could see Schuldig smirking, telling him to lighten up and be himself, but he refused to relax, fearing what awaited him back home. What if Schuldig blew the apartment up? If he got Nagi mad enough, it could happen. What if Farf went on a killing spree? What if..?
He shook off his sombre mood, got changed and headed down to the beach. Time for some serious swimming.
Nagi stayed in his room for most of the day, having fears of his own. Logging onto the net, he checked if Omi was online. Sure enough, he was.
Weiss and Schwarz had been friends for some time now, since Takatori had been conveniently brainwashed and Persia allowed the two teams to see each other, as long as Schwarz promised to fight on the side of justice willingly. Occasionally, they lapsed back into their old ways, killing someone for the sake of it, but were soon corrected. Este had been wiped out completely not too long ago.
Omi and Nagi had decided to use their codenames as login names so they could recognise each other.
Nagi began to type frantically.
Bombay, help! Crawford's gone away for a few days and he left Schuldig in charge! If Schuldig tries to make me do things I don't want to, like make arrangements for some wild party, do you think that maybe I could come over for a couple of days?
Prodigy.
A couple of minutes later, the reply arrived.
Yohji said it's okay. But he said he wants you to tell Schuldig that if there's a party, he wants to be there. That Yohji! I can't believe I put up with him! But he's kind of the big brother I never had, so I can't complain.
Bombay
Nagi smiled, wondering if Crawford was having any fun wherever he was.
His reverie ended quickly as Schuldig came through the door.
"Don't you ever knock?!"
// Why? It's not like I don't know what you're doing. //
// It's polite to knock. Oh, I forgot. You don't know how to be polite! //
// Nasty. Anyway, I'm going over to the Koneko with Farf. Wanna come? //
// Okay. Only if you'll quit annoying me. //
Schuldig's emerald eyes glimmered. // Fine. //
Nagi rolled his eyes. Schuldig couldn't help himself. He had to annoy someone at least once a day to be happy. Nagi knew how Crawford felt now.
Farf sat in the back seat of the red Corvette. It didn't faze him that Crawford was away, and with Schuldig and Nagi as his carers, however temporary it was, it gave him that extra bit of freedom he wouldn't normally have.
He stared at the passing traffic, knife between his teeth, scaring a few women and children as the Corvette screamed past. He was a man of simple tastes, and as long as he scared a few people, he was contented.
The radio was turned up full, and with Schuldig 'singing' loudly along with it, it gave Nagi a headache. He couldn't wait until they got to the Koneko so he could talk to Omi about his frustrations, mainly his insane team mates.
The car came to a screeching halt outside the Koneko, just nosing the rear of Yohji's car.
"Dammit Schuldig! Watch the paintwork!"
// Nice to see you too, Kudou. //
The German redhead locked the car when Nagi and Farf got out, and the 3 of them walked into the shop.
Farfie stared incredulously at the mass of schoolgirls. "How do ye do it?" he asked Ken.
Ken looked confused, but realised what the Irishman was talking about. "It's not easy, but we manage. We'll just finish up here, and then we can go out the back."
Farf nodded, and chased the remaining girls out of the shop while Aya looked on, amused expression on his face. He couldn't have done it better himself.
The water felt nice and soothing on Crawford's sore body. Being hunched over a desk all day was rough on the back, and he made a note to get himself a more comfortable chair.
"Fancy meeting you here. Mind if I join you?"
Crawford looked up to see a bikini-clad Manx. She stood over him, smiling.
"Not at all. What brings you here?"
"I needed to take a break. Being Persia's secretary isn't all fun and games, you know. What about you?"
"You'll never believe it, but Schuldig suggested that I go on vacation, and I said okay. My only regret is leaving the apartment in Schuldig's care."
Manx laughed. "I'm glad I don't have to look after Weiss. They're very independent."
"So are Schwarz, but I think Schuldig is too independent. Leaving Farf in his care may cure him of that, I hope."
"How long are you staying?"
"A few days, maybe a week."
"Same. Staying in a hotel? I am."
Crawford shook his head. "Beach house. My parents gave me the key when I went to Rosenkreuz. This is the first time I've used it." An idea sprang to mind. "Would you like to join me for dinner?"
"Sounds good. Wanna meet at the sushi bar?"
"Okay. My shout." Crawford smiled for the first time in ages. I should do this more often, he thought.
DISCLAIMER: I am the proud owner of 8 bishounen, and numerous other unimportant characters.. Ha! Yeah, right. And pigs fly to my bedroom window and talk to me at night..*a flying pig taps on the window*...Forget I said that. Basically, I don't own them, so don't sue.^_^;
Chapter Two - Fearing the worst
Crawford pulled up at the beach house.
So it's lasted this long, he thought with a smile. Inspecting the interior of the house, he was pleased with what he saw, and with a flying leap he landed on the double bed.
And got up two seconds later.
Even here he could see Schuldig smirking, telling him to lighten up and be himself, but he refused to relax, fearing what awaited him back home. What if Schuldig blew the apartment up? If he got Nagi mad enough, it could happen. What if Farf went on a killing spree? What if..?
He shook off his sombre mood, got changed and headed down to the beach. Time for some serious swimming.
Nagi stayed in his room for most of the day, having fears of his own. Logging onto the net, he checked if Omi was online. Sure enough, he was.
Weiss and Schwarz had been friends for some time now, since Takatori had been conveniently brainwashed and Persia allowed the two teams to see each other, as long as Schwarz promised to fight on the side of justice willingly. Occasionally, they lapsed back into their old ways, killing someone for the sake of it, but were soon corrected. Este had been wiped out completely not too long ago.
Omi and Nagi had decided to use their codenames as login names so they could recognise each other.
Nagi began to type frantically.
Bombay, help! Crawford's gone away for a few days and he left Schuldig in charge! If Schuldig tries to make me do things I don't want to, like make arrangements for some wild party, do you think that maybe I could come over for a couple of days?
Prodigy.
A couple of minutes later, the reply arrived.
Yohji said it's okay. But he said he wants you to tell Schuldig that if there's a party, he wants to be there. That Yohji! I can't believe I put up with him! But he's kind of the big brother I never had, so I can't complain.
Bombay
Nagi smiled, wondering if Crawford was having any fun wherever he was.
His reverie ended quickly as Schuldig came through the door.
"Don't you ever knock?!"
// Why? It's not like I don't know what you're doing. //
// It's polite to knock. Oh, I forgot. You don't know how to be polite! //
// Nasty. Anyway, I'm going over to the Koneko with Farf. Wanna come? //
// Okay. Only if you'll quit annoying me. //
Schuldig's emerald eyes glimmered. // Fine. //
Nagi rolled his eyes. Schuldig couldn't help himself. He had to annoy someone at least once a day to be happy. Nagi knew how Crawford felt now.
Farf sat in the back seat of the red Corvette. It didn't faze him that Crawford was away, and with Schuldig and Nagi as his carers, however temporary it was, it gave him that extra bit of freedom he wouldn't normally have.
He stared at the passing traffic, knife between his teeth, scaring a few women and children as the Corvette screamed past. He was a man of simple tastes, and as long as he scared a few people, he was contented.
The radio was turned up full, and with Schuldig 'singing' loudly along with it, it gave Nagi a headache. He couldn't wait until they got to the Koneko so he could talk to Omi about his frustrations, mainly his insane team mates.
The car came to a screeching halt outside the Koneko, just nosing the rear of Yohji's car.
"Dammit Schuldig! Watch the paintwork!"
// Nice to see you too, Kudou. //
The German redhead locked the car when Nagi and Farf got out, and the 3 of them walked into the shop.
Farfie stared incredulously at the mass of schoolgirls. "How do ye do it?" he asked Ken.
Ken looked confused, but realised what the Irishman was talking about. "It's not easy, but we manage. We'll just finish up here, and then we can go out the back."
Farf nodded, and chased the remaining girls out of the shop while Aya looked on, amused expression on his face. He couldn't have done it better himself.
The water felt nice and soothing on Crawford's sore body. Being hunched over a desk all day was rough on the back, and he made a note to get himself a more comfortable chair.
"Fancy meeting you here. Mind if I join you?"
Crawford looked up to see a bikini-clad Manx. She stood over him, smiling.
"Not at all. What brings you here?"
"I needed to take a break. Being Persia's secretary isn't all fun and games, you know. What about you?"
"You'll never believe it, but Schuldig suggested that I go on vacation, and I said okay. My only regret is leaving the apartment in Schuldig's care."
Manx laughed. "I'm glad I don't have to look after Weiss. They're very independent."
"So are Schwarz, but I think Schuldig is too independent. Leaving Farf in his care may cure him of that, I hope."
"How long are you staying?"
"A few days, maybe a week."
"Same. Staying in a hotel? I am."
Crawford shook his head. "Beach house. My parents gave me the key when I went to Rosenkreuz. This is the first time I've used it." An idea sprang to mind. "Would you like to join me for dinner?"
"Sounds good. Wanna meet at the sushi bar?"
"Okay. My shout." Crawford smiled for the first time in ages. I should do this more often, he thought.