Match Made In Heaven
Disclaimer: These characters belong to Takehito Koyasu © or Project Weiß ©. The fanfiction belongs to me.
Warning: Yaoi. Trust me. If you flame despite these warnings… well, I can only say that you're retarded.
Plot Cockroach: Okay, so being match made is a good thing if it's successful… but what if you have a younger sister bent on getting you the love of your life? It sure won't be fun… or it may be. Sit back and relax…
Pairing: Everyone x Ran (literally)
Note: The characters look like that from the manga. AU, more of a weird parody than anything else. Takes place before the explosion, when Ran was still a happy-go-lucky bestest big bro in the world.
Song Credits:
「Open Up Your Mind」(ゲンソマデン サイユキ)
「幻想魔伝 最遊記」より
歌 :Mirai
作詞:Mitsui Yukiko, Sheila De Niro
作曲:Takahashi Kei'ichi
編曲:Takahashi Kei'ichi, "Snow Man"
Special Thanks: よ月, for giving me ideas on Brad's date.
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Part Three – Crawford: In Which We Believe In Tomorrow
"Aya, must I really do this, again?"
"Yes."
Ran stared at his sister, hands on his hips. "Why? Ken wasn't a disaster. He was a good date. One is enough."
"Yeah, but you should… open your mind! You know, take a look at other men. I'm sure you'll like this one! He's mature, handsome, enigmatic, powerful, business like… you know, kind of like your type!" Aya babbled excitedly. Ran rolled his eyes, and she mock-frowned. "Oh, come on! It's not everyday that you meet a nice guy like him, so why don't you just give him a chance?"
"He's so old, that's why!" Ran finally exploded. "I mean, he's nearly twice my age! That guy's eleven years my senior! He's old enough to be my father!"
"That's just gross, Ran," Aya made a face. "If he were, he'd be only eleven when he… did it." She giggled, evil thoughts invading her innocent little mind. Her brother continued to stare at her. "What?"
"You're not going to read anymore of my doujinshi!"
"Why?"
"You're becoming corrupted, that's why!" the redhead snatched his super-Yaoi-sour-lemon FFX Seymour x Tidus doujinshi from his sibling's hands. "I should never had agreed to this!"
"Give me!"
"No!"
"I want it!"
"No!"
"Well, I'll have whatever I want!" Aya launched herself into the air and landed on her brother. Her hands moved with the speed of lightning and roamed over to his sides, her fingers running quickly. In short, Aya was giving Ran the most devastating tickle attack in his life.
"Ha, hahahahahaha!" Ran spluttered helplessly. "N-no! Won't – ha, ha, ha… Won't give!"
"Give it to me!"
"No… ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!" But it was too much. Just as he was about to scream, his sister stopped her 'attack' as abruptly as she had started it. Ran went limp and the book slipped out of his hands. Aya snatched it back quickly, grinning.
"I win! And you're going out with Crawford-san!" the girl snickered. "Oh, hello! That's the doorbell!"
Ran got up and straightened his clothes out. He walked to the door, glaring at his younger sibling as he did. Swinging it open, he was greeted by the most professional looking man he had ever met. Cream-colored Armani suit, navy blue dress shirt beneath that brought out his eyes, matching cream colored tie, shiny black shoes… well kept hair and glasses… black hair, gorgeous blue eyes… Ran was rooted to the spot.
So, his sister did have good tastes in men. Ken too, was good. Well, never misjudge a fangirl by her evilness, they say.
"Greetings. You must be Mr. Fujimiya, I presume?"
"Yes…" Ran felt blood rushing to his face. The man smirked, handing him a bouquet of roses, white and simple. "Oh… thanks."
"You're welcome. The name's Crawford," the American man extended his hand for a handshake. Ran bowed his head politely and took it in his. At once he felt jolts of electricity passing through his fingers to his brain and he jumped. Crawford continued smirking. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Fujimiya."
"Please… just drop the formalities. I go by the name Ran," the redhead replied, pulling away, roses in his hands. He stared at them before his sister nudged him, winked and pulled them into her arms.
"I'll look after them for you, niisan! Don't worry!" she chirped. "Now go have fun!"
"Thanks," Ran turned back to look at the dashing man. "Well, shall we?"
"Of course," Crawford assured him, walking behind him, ushering him past the doorway. "After you."
"Thanks," Ran replied, looking embarrassed. He probably sounded lame. Was 'thanks' all he could say? They walked down the pathway, and Ran's eyes nearly popped out at seeing the foreign car parked right outside. A Benz; shining with fervor. If there were a secret to making one's car shine with fervor, Ran sure as heck would have tried to make his shine that way. Crawford moved once again ahead of him and opened the door to the passenger seat, gesturing him to move in.
"After you."
"Thanks."
Ran wanted to officially kick his lame-sounding self on the butt. He slipped in, and Crawford closed the door before proceeding into the driver's seat. The engine started and soon they were moving out. Ran fidgeted a little in his seat.
"We're going to a musical play," Crawford said. Ran looked at him, surprised. He opened his mouth to speak, but even before the words formed, Crawford silenced him with a smirk. "Yes, I'm a precog."
"Oh." The redhead continued to stare at the man in amazement. "That means that…"
"I can see the future," Crawford replied. "I invested and made money out of my gift. When the shares are at its highest peak, I foresee its downfall and I sell them at any last possible minute. Whichever counter that will rise will be invested in. The gains are more than ten-fold. And yes, an occasional lottery ticket is a big help."
The redhead's mouth fell shut. Crawford looked at him. "However, I can only foresee certain things happening. Some of them a unavoidable."
"I see…" Ran nodded, smiling lightly. "You could foresee my questions and answer them beforehand."
"Yes."
A comfortable silence settled, which got Ran thinking. A successful man like Crawford was literally a dream come true for many out there. Was he, Ran, a materialistic person then? He shook his head and sighed as he looked out of the window. Crawford turned to face him. "What is it?"
Ran stared at him, causing the American man to sigh. "I'm an oracle, not a mind reader. I can't tell what's in your heart, if you choose not to voice it."
At that, the redhead visibly reddened. "Well, it's nothing. Just random thoughts."
"Very well."
The car slid into the parking space under an oak tree planted by the walk. Ahead was the playhouse. It looked quaint, pretty in fact, as well as exclusive, in its own way. Crawford got out quickly, and moved to open the door for him. Ran blushed, getting out. "Thanks."
"You're welcome." Crawford smirked, noting the faint rose painted on the redhead's cheeks. They moved to the theater, and took their seats after the tickets were taken in and stamped. Crawford had actually purchased them beforehand! They stepped in, and the play began.
A voice pierced the dark, and a spot of light, shaped like a cross, seeped into the ground. Out of the shadows, a youth walked out, his hair the color of night, and so were that of his eyes. He smiled, elegance written all over his features. "Our story starts at the dead of the hours of darkness, with only the light of the moon to guide us…"
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"It was a good play."
The two men stepped out to the pavement, mingling amongst the crowd of spectators. Ran nodded in agreement. "Yes… and the actors were talented."
"They were the best chosen for this task," Crawford stated easily. "That was the play of the year. And it was an exceptional one, with the bringing in of new cast members."
"That boy?" Ran smiled. "Yes… he did look really young. A voice like an angel, he has. The pitch was just right – innocent."
"Hmm," Crawford smirked as he made his way back to the passenger side to open the door. Ushering Ran in, he returned to his seat. They drove off, and their journey went on in silence. The redhead looked at him, his eyes asking an unvoiced question. "We're going to a party of one of my business clients."
"Oh." How utterly unromantic. And here now Ran was reminded of the play. Crawford faced the young man, his smirk vanishing to be replaced with a faint smile.
"I prefer killing two birds with one stone or none at all."
Ooh. Confident too.
"I understand," Ran half-smiled at Crawford. It was getting dark, and the sun was surely sinking under the horizon. Their destination was a manor by a lakeside, and beyond the mountains loomed high. It was a pretty sight to behold, the docks and the jetty being lit up by lanterns that were used to decorate the place, shining in pale blues and whites, illuminating the darkness. It was serene – that was the only word Ran could use to describe the ethereal scene.
They got off the car, and Crawford led the redhead to the tables. "I have to meet up with my client. Please make yourself feel comfortable." With that, he left. Ran stared after him and sighed. As far as he was concerned, dates never left their partners alone, did they? He thought back about Ken, and smiled faintly. Walking to the seats, Ran helped himself to a few martinis.
The night wore on. A few people were already stepping into the dance floor, the classical music taking a turn to a tango. Ran looked up, and half-smiled at the moon. His face was flushed with a few drinks, a stark contrast against his pale skin. When was his 'long lost date' returning?
"Mr. Fujimiya?"
Ran jumped and spun around. Speak of the precog and he's bound to appear. The redhead smiled slightly. "Just Ran… please."
"Alright," the American looked at him from above, smirking. "Ran… would you like to dance?"
"What…?"
"I've neglected you long enough," Crawford replied. "If you don't mind…?"
"No, I don't mind," the redhead nodded. He noticed immediately that Crawford didn't like apologizing. Still, that was what made men, men, wasn't it? "Of course. Thank you very much."
Without another word Crawford led Ran to the pier. No one was there, it was quite secluded, but the atmosphere reached it, and it was decorated with pale blue lanterns hung above, and around them little lit up boats floated on the water. It was like a fairytale lake of lights. The redhead looked around in wonder, drunk by the sights. The music had also changed, and he recognized it as a slow song, one he had heard once, but forgotten in time.
「もしも今すべてがうまくなんて いかない
負けそうになる時だって」
"You have heard this song before, have you not?"
Ran looked up. "Yes… I have. Some time ago."
「瞳を閉じれば 心から
世界が 見えてくる」
"It's beautiful, isn't it?" the American led him on, they were moving with the wind, and not the words. Ran nodded against him, smiling dreamily.
"Yes, I loved it for its lyrics… its meaning."
「In this world when life can be so tough
You must be strong
Just believe in yourself and don't you fear
So open up your mind and close your eyes
Take another look from the other side」
"Ran… in life, things can sound as quaint as these words," Crawford smirked lightly. "I can foresee things, but there are some things that I can't."
"I guess not," the redhead nodded kindly.
"No… I didn't foresee this either."
"What?"
「孤独な夜でも 迷い恐れる時も
今はひとりでも この足で どこまでも歩いていけるはずだから」
"There are… some things…" Crawford leaned in. "…Just more peculiar than normal…"
「Just hold on tight 瞳閉じたなら
Look inside yourself 輝きがあるから
Yes, "MIRAI" 信じて欲しい
You can take another look from the other side」
Lips pressed against lips, white against the darkness of the skies that night. And Ran couldn't help but smile, because he knew that, below the suit and the expensive attire Crawford wore, behind that cool exterior lived a man who wanted comfort, and it was a thing that he knew that he could gladly spare the American.
And so, smile he did.
The lanterns swirled by as they danced under the starlit sky, and beyond, the lanterns floated on the waters, small ripples tossing them gently against the lapping lake surface. Blues and whites painted the moment, before it was lost as the music subsided.
「愛の全てに出会うまで…」
~*~*~ End Part Three ~*~*~
Note: *Laughs insanely* I FINISHED IT! I'M A GOOD BOY! MEOW HOO HAA HA HA! But anyway, I really was facing a writers' block for this. So, this was only partly my idea. Poor me. But it's done! YAY! I can now relax… Oh, wait; I still have Yohji and Schuldig… unless you want me to skip them, of course! XD Well, thanks for reading!
As for the song, hmm, the meaning reminded me a little of Crawford. ^^; Uh, the later part, that is. Believe in the future. I changed the lyrics a little. It's really nice, this song, I do like it.
To my reviewers now! XD:
Laguna (Thanks for reviewing! Even with all the time you had to take in Esthar and keep it up and going, you read! ;_; I'm touched! Thank you! You'll vote soon! Don't worry!)
Misura (Hey, thanks for reviewing again! I guess you'll be voting for Crawford then… ^^; Maa, everyone knows whom I'm already voting for! HOO HAA HA HA! Evil! I can make them evil! Ne, *pokes* what interesting images did you get?)
Faraway4today (Hi, thanks for reviewing! ^__^ Aa, so I guess Crawford is in for a bit of competition? Of course he might win… well, I wish him good luck anyway! No one can resist a three-piece suit… except maybe me, but then again I'm used to seeing dad wear it all the time. 0_o …Scary Crocodile? ^^;)
LittleIsa (The mama-chan reviews again! Thank you! Well, I hope you'll update soon too, because I'm waiting to see more of your ebbil KenKen… HOO HAA HA HA! Good thing your Ran didn't tear his hair out… 0_o Mou, why did FF.net cut it off? *Ken is squished* Wuv Windy! XD)
kami-chan (Thanks for reviewing again, our imouto-chan! XP Everyone in this family's so kind! Hey, I can be the fruitcake or stale pastry that'll choke Bushyboy to death and enable us to take over the world after him! Mou, didn't you think Aya-chan or Ken were ebbil? Please? ;_; Ebbil is good!)
Dalamar the Dark (Hi, thanks for reviewing… twice at one go! 0_o You're so kind! Maa, thanks, is this really okay? ^///^ We all love ganging up against Ran, don't we? *Eveybuddy cheers* Heh heh, the summary was ebbil too! YAY!)
CherubKatan (Hullo! Thank you for reviewing! Mou, FF.net was evil to me too some time ago. I couldn't log in either! Well, maybe it was IE's fault too, but he behaved well… ^^; Maa, do you like pie? Have you watched the American Pie??? XD It was ebbil! The pie part, that is. ^^; Thanks, for your encouragement! But you gotta write too, okays?)
Ayako (HI! Thanks for reviewing! ^__^ Princess Fujimiya is a great name! And being cheesy is ebbil! Yeah, that's why we love him. :D I'll finish it, thanks! I guess… you'll be voting for KenKen?)
bink (Thanks for reviewing! Okay, you'll see that date! It'll be there, don't worry!)
