Kitty Strikes Schwarz

AN: This chapter's a bit short...but don't worry...after the seventh chapter...I've noticed that they get longer... -_-;;

[[But first...I must answer this question that I got in one of my reviews...]]
Krypt: Er... I haven't watched that much Weiss Kreuz but...is Nagi supposed to be so, i dunno, caring?
Isabelle: *turns to altered ego* Is he?
[[*sweatdrop* To tell you the truth, I've only seen up to episode 5...which is pretty sad. I get most of my material from profiles and other fanfics. I've seen Nagi take on almost all personalities other than the Schuldich/Youji type ones. (Unless you count those dirty dream ones in which we won't get into ^^;;) So, Nagi in this story is pretty...normal. Well, come on, look at it this way, he doesn't have much competition in being normal!]]
Isabelle: Isn't he supposed to be cold and emotionless and depressed or something?
[[...so I've heard.]]
Isabelle: *takes out a pen and scribbles on a piece of poster board* *holds it up*
Poster board: POSSIBLE OCC-NESS...?
[[...a question mark?]]
Isabelle: We can always get rid of it after you get the second DVD of Weiss Kreuz on your B-day.
[[You know, it could be because Nagi just doesn't have the heart to leave Kitty alone with the others.]]
Isabelle: ...point there. I don't even have the heart to do that.
[[And it's for plot references.]]
Isabelle: Would you shut up about that? Arg, people, just wait until the later chapters. She'll be ranting about plot references for hours! It's worse torture than that fic I authored in with Vegeta!
[[...shut up...]]

Chapter Four

Uh, No, I Don't Remember

"Why are we going to a flower shop?" Kitty suddenly asked as they headed down the street.

Nagi gave her a blank look. "Flower shop? I never said that"

The kid mirrored his puzzled expression. "But, niisan, you just said" Her nose scrunched together as if she was trying to remember something but decided against it. "Never mind"

"Are you waiting for some one?" Youji asked in an exhasperated voice, glancing up from his magazine.

"D-uh, no," Omi said back, quickly turning his attention from the window back to mopping the floor, trying to hide the blush that threatened to turn him into the walking tomato-head.

Too late. Just by the way the kitten was moving got Youji suspicious and very curious. "Do you have a date?"

Mop, mop.

"A crush?"

Mop, mop.

By this time, Youji had put down the magazine and crept close to Omi. Bending down and peering at the youngest member of Weiss, he tried to catch Omi's downcast eyes.

"Omi?"

Bonk!

Bombay whacked Balinese over the head with the stick end of the mop. "You know, it's bad enough that you mistake me for a girl DAILY, but do you have to go poking into my love life, too?" he asked in a flat voice.

Youji rubbed the top of his head. His head didn't hurt as much as his pride. "Well, you know, I feel responsible for you kid. I mean, Aya and Ken aren't exactly going to explain the birds and the bees to you. Ken probably doesn't even know what I'm talking about and Aya, well, Aya—Omi? Where are you going?"

The one mentioned was already halfway out of the door. "You can handle a few minutes by yourself, Youji-kun."

"Where are you going?"

"To meet some one."

The playboy grinned. "So you DO have a date! Wait! You want the explaination of the bees and birds first?!"

By this time, Omi had already out of the shop. Youji was just joking, and he knew it. But the kitten wasn't in the joking mood. "No, I don't want you to explain, Youji-kun," Omi muttered under his breath. "There's no need for any warning when there are no birds' invovled."

"Ne, who are we waiting for, Nagi-niisan?" Kitty asked, swinging her legs back and forth on the bench, watching people pass by. A few girls and eldery couples pointed to the two, whispering to themselves how cute it was that an older brother was taking his younger sister out for a walk. (Even though they looked NOTHING like.) Oh well, they figured they could be half-siblings or step-siblings or something.

"A.."

"A what?"

".friend," Nagi finally got out.

"Er, okay."

She went back to staring at the flower shop. A nagging voice was tugging at the back of her head, trying to force Kitty to remember. However, the child just brushed it away as she caught the sight of an ice cream vendor. She opened her mouth and but bit her tongue before asking. Where had she heard before that what she was about to do was rude?

Suddenly, Nagi jumped up, seeming more nervous than ever. "Lets go Kitty."

"Whaaa?" The child asked, confused, as she let herself be dragged away.

"Braaadley," Schuldich purred, letting his mouth brush lightly across Crawford's bare chest. "Aren't you going to say something? The day's almost over." The redhead's hand slid down his koi's side, down to thelower reigns. (I'm not much of a lemon/lime writer. -_-;;)

The oracle glanced at Schuldich, puzzled. "What are you talking about?"

The hand froze.

Brad glared at the telepath. "Aren't you going to finish?"

"Wait." This time, Schuldich's voice was no where near a purr. It wasn't the teasing and taunting voice he used around Nagi or on missions either. Instead, the telepath's voice was a mix of venom and ice, on the verge of loosing self control. "You don't remember?"

"Remember what?"

Green eyes now glared at black ones, not the other way around. They were as sharp as daggers. Schuldich pushed himself up and got out bed.

"Hey, what are you talking about?" Brad asked, fustrated.

Slipping into a white robe, Schu yelled back, "You know very well what the fuck I'm talking about."

"No, I don't."

"Yes you do, you bastard. And I'm not talking to you until you remember!" Slamming the door behind him, the telepath left a very confused Crawford still in bed, still smelling the scent of the herbal shampoo he used last night to wash his red-orange hair. It smelled like oranges insorry, just a small burst of weird poetry in there