Hisui no Me - Eyes of Jade
By Lady_Allure (Allure-chan)


You know I don't own Weiß Kreuz or Sailor Moon, just the fic. ENJOY!


Note: Much thanks goes out to my Imuoto-chan Dreama Tsuki for being a pre- reader. Gomen ne for not updating my fics lately. I'm a college student, so my time is very limited. In the meantime, I just had to go and get myself addicted to Weiss Kreuz, especially Yohji…




Act 1: Assumptions

"Hai, it was a hit and run." Yohji answered the paramedics question for the millionth time, "Look, it was a head on collision." he frowned, clearly stating what had happened, tired of repeating himself. He gave them the exact location as to where the accident occurred, and nodded politely when they assured him an ambulance had been sent to investigate. "Arigato." he thanked the registration assistant, and then turned to go back into the lobby when a nurse stopped him.

"Kodou-san, you may see your fiancée now." she smiled, "She's in room 112."

"Demo….she's" Yohji started to say, wide eyed with the assumption, but before he could say anything else, the lady walked off. "...not my fiancée." he finished anyway, with a sigh. He could she be? He didn't even know who she was, although the thought of getting with her was pleasing, especially to a guy like him. What the heck, it couldn't hurt to check on her. Shrugging, he headed to the young lady's room, with a grin curved onto his lips.




She was still unconscious, and her wounds had been dressed. So many bandages, it was a sore eye to her beauty. That's what Yohji thought as he stared at her. Even if he didn't know her, he could empathize with her. Some knight and shinning armor he was, playing the part of saving the damsel in distress. What could have some over him to act so impulsively? He didn't even know this girl, yet he couldn't just leave her. True, he had done his share of saving women, and what did it give him? A broken heart, that's what, first Asuka, then Maki, although it was the other way around. They had saved him.

The blond haired girl was different, he admitted, staring at her sleeping form. In a way, he felt almost the same feelings toward her like he did with Asuka and Maki. Yohji smiled inwardly, taking off his sun glasses, closing his eyes momentarily. For an instant his playboy identity had other ideas for her, now it was different, she was like Asuka, meaning she wasn't the kind of woman who would take likely to his charms. Maybe he was making too many assumptions about her, but just by looking at her, he could tell.

"Kudou-san." Yohji opened his eyes at hearing the male voice. "It appears that she has suffered sever blood loss from internal bleeding, we managed to stop it, but it has put her into a coma." Yohji stared ahead, glancing at the girl's form for a moment, and then bowed his head, not once turning to look at the doctor, only listening. "We are not sure when she will regain consciousness; her body is very weak at the moment, and…" The doctor paused, waiting for any kind of response from the young man.

Yohji appeared to be in a state of uncertainty and concern. On some level, he was aware of the doctor's anticipation for a reaction. What did he expect him to do, loss his cool over a girl he didn't know, or did he think the same thing that nurse did? Thinking he was the fiancé. The doctor waited for a reply, but gave up when the silence became uncomfortable. "She has a few cuts and bruises, other than that; it appears that she went into shock." he stated in a very serious voice, staring at the sleeping girl.

"Soo-ka." Yohji spoke in a neutral tone, placing his sunglasses back on, hiding his eyes, so the doctor wouldn't have to see the uneasiness they held. "Will she be alright?" he asked, just so the doctor wouldn't think he was insensitive.

"Eventually." The doctor nodded.



Apparently, the girl had been on her way to her wedding, or so it seemed. But because of her driver's stupidity, the marriage didn't take place. Yohji thought about it for a while, smoking a cigarette, sitting on a bench outside of the hospital, confused.

"I bet no one knows what happened." he said to himself, taking a whiff of his cigarette, leaning against the bench, spacing out on the sky. "They must be worried about her, wondering where she is…" he paused, letting the smoke flow out of his lips. "…especially the groom…"

Surely they would look for her, and question why she didn't show up. It was really none of his business, but he was curious. Should he keep a vigil by her bed, or should he just forget about her. She was after all a bride to be.

Yohji chuckled, "I don't even know her name." And here he was, trying to decide what to do, get involved with a total stranger, a beautiful one at that, or just walk away.

Come to think of it, time had passed by so fast; the sun was beginning to set, which meant he had spent the whole day at the hospital with her. Was his concern that great?

As a detective, that personality would certainly spend time on a person, he was unsure; maybe it was the playboy side of him that was curious.

Yohji sighed, and stood up, flicking his cigarette to the side. She might have taken his breath away that morning, but looks weren't everything. So what if she had caught his interest, that didn't mean he was in love, though she was his type. Perhaps it would be a good idea to sleep on it and decide tomorrow. Thinking was Omi's job. It was very tempting, but what kind of man would he be to try and pick up an already spoken for woman.

"She's taken." Yohji told himself, and then began walking towards the parking lot.

"Kudou-san!" The same nurse's voice shouted, stopping him. He turned, and waited for the woman to catch up.

"Yeah?" he asked, watching her approach him, a little out of breath.

"Here." she said, handing him something in a closed fist.

Yohji blinked and held out an open hand.

The woman smiled and dropped the object onto his palm. "I thought you might like to return it to her when she wakes up." she winked, and then left without waiting for a reply.

Yohji arched an eyebrow, watching her until she disappeared into the building before taking a closer look at what was in his hand. A faint gasp escaped his lip; it was a diamond shaped rose. The woman's engagement ring most likely. It wasn't the gold band that caught his eye, but what was written on it. He took a closer look, "Tsukino Usagi…" Yohji read out loud in a soft voice. What a cute name.