Parallel Chapter 3: Heated Argument

Disclaimers: Weiss is not owned by me nor its characters…just borrowing them for lotsa fun ^_^

Ken was literally dashing inside the treatment facility in fury. Was this some joke of Yohji? It was already damn freaky that Aya had just disappeared in the coffee shop. He was already exhausted of the numerous times that he fell for traps and if this is some sort of thing, he would surely kill Yohji for it.

In a short blaze, he reached the information desk and was immediately escorted by a young lab assistant; apparently, he was examining some things regarding Aya's lethal wounding.

At a distance, he could see a mop of long blond hair. Thank god, he was not smoking or he would be more irritated.

"What happened to Aya?" His furious stare ran into the eyes of Yohji, something like accusing. Then the older man, noting this look replied rather hard, "I am not making a single lie. See for yourself what really happened."

Ken turned his attention to the youngest of them all, Omi. The boy looked very pale and in distraught. Omi's bright blue eyes reflected that he was troubled indeed. Mainly it was due to Omi looking at Aya as a good leader and a person. Well, it was true though it was rarely seen.

Ken Gripped himself for next moment. Entering the medical room wasn't easy for him. The many times he entered the hospital during years in the J-League; either to visit a friend or he is confined there made him familiar of look and feel of a medical intensive care unit. He did not know why but he felt very uneasy.

A gasp escaped his lips as he saw Aya lying on the bed with a life support system connected to him. It is positively Aya for he saw the red hair on the bandaged man's head. He could see visible scratches on Aya's face as he came nearer.

This cannot be true.

Aya…how come? I was with you talking…

You were sitting and contented with your coffee.

How?

"So now you believe me." Yohji's voice asked. He gave a weak nod for a reply; that was all he could give. "I believe when Aya has recovered he may be able to speak but not use his left eye anymore. Now what I want to know is where you were when I called you."

"At the coffee shop in the south avenue."

"They found him at the botanical garden outside the borders of Kyoto past north."

While talking, Omi had slipped inside the room to see what was happening.

"What it want to know is this." The blond man gave a pained look. He threw a clear bag on top of the table and then crossed his arms. Ken gave him a look of suspicion and drew nearer to the table to inspect the bag he threw.

The bag was the type used by forensic investigators when storing objects for inspection. What ken saw inside of it shocked him terribly. It was his property, the bugnuks.

It horrified him when he saw the retractable blades covered of what is now, dried blood. He was in big disbelief. No, it was something of horror. He didn't know how it happened but it was impossible. Ken's brain raced for an immediate answer, but found none.

"I-I don't know what this is Yohji. All I know I don't understand anything."

"Well better be careful, Hidaka. We will never know who…"

"Who?! Who attempted to kill Aya?! By your accusing stare you are giving me right now means you think I tried to kill him!" Ken burst out loudly, making Omi behind Yohji whimper. His temper was now getting the better of him. "This is my bugnuks but no way that I would hurt Aya."

"Do know that you told me that you were with Aya at the moment I called you. It may be a pothole, something against you Ken. Who knows you may have been up to something—"

"HOW DARE YOU ACCUSE ME KUDOU?!" The brown-haired person's anger surged and he gripped his fists tightly to deliver a blow at Yohji's face. It was supposed to give sense to the old man.

"You're guilty, aren't you?"

"Yamete kudasai!!!" Omi pleaded as he stopped Ken from punching Yohji inside the med room.

"Omi, this bastard is accusing me of hurting Aya!"

"He is not accusing you, Ken-kun. He is just warning you about this-it might bring something wrong especially that they found your weapon with Aya." Omi said tearfully as he held Ken away from Yohji. He couldn't believe this, two of his comrades, his friends were fighting like this instead of helping find who did this to Aya.

Ken forcefully freed himself from Omi and rushed past Yohji and out of the treatment facility. He immediately swung his leg over his motorbike and rushed away immediately. Not thinking where to go, he stopped at an alley and decided to head for his apartment and then to a friend's house.

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The next day, Ken had not decided to come back yet to the medical building a he supposed that Omi and Yohji were still there. Birman nor Manx had contacted him yet, so it wouldn't hurt much to stay at his friend's until tomorrow.

It was time to take notice of the note scotch taped at his apartment door. He didn't bother reading it, now we would do because he had nothing to do. Unfolding the piece of paper, he opened the letter and these words ran into them,

The waters reflect the soul,

Dark and distant revealed.

The dark hand raises wrought arms

With a mace in bloodied hands.

The holy child grasps his sword,

The swords of vehemence clash.

After it…the son of light will expire.

The words puzzled him as if a cryptic riddle unsolved for no one ever understood it. The only thing that came to him was a battle of good and evil. What is this? Who sent this?

Those things were not answered as another call came to his phone. The caller was Manx, probably regarding Aya.

He answered it but with caution. "Hello?"

"Ken. Be at the medical facility, Aya is awake in demands that you see him. He wouldn't allow anyone enter his room until you came, he requested the staff. 'Keep those gits from entering. I will do not want to bothered so I can recover fast. I want to see who killed Ken even it costs me my life.' he says."

"So Yohji and Omi are out..."

"Yes."

"Very well."

Ken thought about coming and completely forgot about the letter. Upon arriving, he immediately went to Aya's room. He wanted to talk to him. He was very confused, this is surely Aya's feeling about the matter at hand.

He entered the room and saw Aya's bed raised so he was in a sitting position while in bed. A violet eye turned and widened as he saw Ken's lean figure standing near his bed.

"Ken…thought…dead."

"Dead? No, I am not… Who did this to you?"

"Kid…killed you with stabs…then cornered…me…" the redhead's speech was labored because of the still healing wounds on his chest. He talked like he was sighing always. His once beautiful, milky white skin was no longer visible under the ugly scars that the large wounds left. Why did this have to happen? He bit his lip.

"A kid did that?"

"Yes…with gray…eyes…drawling voice…wonder how he did…" a soft audible whisper came as a reply and his opened eye closed while the other was resting under a thick pad of gauze covered on it.

Ken placed a warm palm against Aya's pale, and smooth left cheek. Then he sat beside Aya's bed wondering what to do next.

Manx had just entered the room clicking her heels as she approached both Ken and Aya.

"Don't take it hard Ken. You still have job to do. Find Schwarz. That is the only key factor to what had happened to Aya."

"When do we take the offensive?"

"tomorrow night."

~tbc.

 A/N: Hi! So how'd it go? Confusing ne? Well now we've got a little key…

To Raei dagger (did I spell it correctly?): yes, I'm a Weiß fan and an obssessed one. Especially with Schuldich and Aya-kun. ^_^ So obssesed that I'm planning to destroy the shop if there is none of the Weiß Kreuz Glűhen series vcds available…