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Warnings: slight OOC-ness, future character deaths, heterosexual relationships(suffer, yaoi fangirls!) (A/N: Excuse that outburst..I don't know what came over me ^_^;;; I really have nothing against yaoi fangirls, honestly.)
Chapter Nine - A talk with Farfarello
Solera had been with Schwarz for about two weeks. She missed Weiss, and Crawford sensed it.
"You can go home if you like, Sol. I won't stop you."
"Thanks Brad, you and the others have been great to me. But my boys need me."
"I need you too, but I also know how much of a danger it would be for you to stay."
Solera tried to resist the urge to bawl her eyes out, so she ran out the door and straight into Farfarello.
"What-"
She pushed him out of the way and ran in the direction of the park. Without a second thought, Farf raced after her, and Crawford stood at the door, watching them both. He slammed the door shut and punched a fair-sized hole into the wall.
"What's eating you, Braddiekins?"
"I told Solera she could go home, but I also said I needed her still. She ran off after that. God, I feel like such an idiot!"
Schuldig was dumbfounded. Crawford didn't even yell at him for calling him 'Braddiekins'.
"Well," he started to reply, "I think she loves you more than she loves me. And if we were together again, knowing me, I'd probably do something that I'd regret. Six years ago, things were different, I respected people. I wouldn't do anything to hurt Solera, intentionally anyway. Five years with Schwarz has taken its toll." Schuldig took a deep breath and continued, "Over the years, I think I lost any sense of respect I had. Goddammit, Crawford! We're letting the best thing that happened to either of us, walk out of our lives again!"
"Hey Nagi, what's up with them?" Amber whispered.
"They're both in love with Solera, but neither can have her because she's with Weiss," Nagi replied.
Amber's expression softened. "That's so sweet, kinda like a soap opera, but more complicated. It's harder to kill the characters in this one."
Nagi looked horrified, but Amber just smiled and continued, "I'll talk to Bozo later when he's calmer."
Amber didn't hate the older man as much as she said she did. He was actually pretty sexy, as well as cheeky and outgoing. And that time he kissed her on the cheek, she never thought it would happen because she'd been such a bitch. Maybe, just maybe there was a chance. As long as that Solera girl didn't decide that she wanted Schuldig back.
Farfarello had slowed to a walk. People stared at him, but he ignored them. It was a warm spring day and there were people everywhere. He found Solera sitting against a tree. She had been crying, and didn't realise Farf was standing there until he sat next to her.
"You're not okay, are you?"
Solera shook her head in response. "I'm sorry I almost knocked you over before."
"That's okay. Now, tell me what's wrong."
Solera leaned against Farfarello for support. He hesitantly put his arm around her waist.
She took a deep breath and started to speak. "Brad said I could go home to Weiss. I'm grateful for that because they need me, but then he said that even though he still needed me as well, he knew how dangerous it would be if I stayed. The trouble is, I'm torn between staying with Schwarz and staying with Weiss." Solera looked up at him, "I don't expect you to understand, but it's good to be able to talk to someone about it."
Farfarello didn't know what to say, so instead he got out his favourite dagger and gave it to Solera to look at. The handle was decorative, with a picture of a Bengal tiger on it. She accidentally cut her finger with it, and it bled like a papercut. Suddenly, Farf began to suck on the cut finger.
The taste of her blood was bittersweet like everyone else's, but it was different. It tasted of purity and innocence, things he himself had long forgotten about. Yet she had the killing instinct buried within her, still to be revealed.
If she could love people like Crawford and Schuldig, or give him something he had never experienced, then maybe there was a chance for him to find someone like her who didn't give a damn about his state of mind and would like him for who he was.
Farf removed her finger from his mouth and said, "It's stopped bleeding now."
Solera's surprised expression turned into a smile, as her hazel eyes met his golden one. He attempted to return the smile, but it didn't work. She giggled a little, and traced a finger over the scars on his face.
"You did this to yourself?"
Farf nodded. "It makes God cry."
Solera didn't ask him to explain, because she wasn't sure she wanted to know.
"Who do you love?"
"Huh?" Solera was startled by the question.
"Who do you love, Crawford or Schuldig?" Farf was persistent.
"Well, that's kind of hard to say. Schuldig was protective, as well as fun, but when we were dating, there were times I thought he was only after one thing. It took me a couple of months to realise he wouldn't do anything like that unless I let him. With Crawford, I always felt safe. I still do. He may not be as fun as Schuldig, but he's romantic and charming. After Schuldig attempted to attack me, I realised that he could probably do it again to someone else. I mean, he's a great friend, and he was an excellent boyfriend, but if I was to date him again, I wouldn't be able to trust him fully. I think I love Crawford, but I couldn't tell him that and then have to fight against him next mission. It wouldn't feel right. I don't want them to be weak because they're worried about me. It's killing me, but this is a difficult situation, and I'm scared."
Farfarello's golden eye looked into Solera's hazel eyes again. He pressed his forehead against hers.
"Farf, promise me you'll watch out for them."
In reply, his lips met hers, arms tightly encircling her waist.
The kiss caught Solera off-guard, but she relaxed into it. He's getting pretty good at this, she thought happily.
Ken dismissed the kids from their soccer lesson early, and wandered through the park on his way home, taking in the sunshine. A day like this was rare, and Ken hadn't been out for nearly two weeks. He'd been moody since Solera left, both he and Omi. Yohji had Taia, and Aya kept to himself, but Ken and Omi hadn't dealt with it so well. Ken had finally found someone who appreciated soccer as much as he did, and Omi had someone to help him crack complex codes when hacking.
Ken continued on this train of thought, until he saw a girl who looked strangely familiar, kissing a guy who looked strangely familiar. Then it hit him. The clothes that the girl wore were identical to Solera's mission gear. The guy had silver hair a black eyepatch, and plenty of bandages.
"Oh my God, it's Solera and the Beserker! And they're kissing....each other!"
He raced back to the shop to tell the others what he saw.
Solera was sitting on Farfarello's lap, head back on his shoulder. Farf had wanted, had craved closeness from another human being. He got what he wanted, even though it was only temporary.
// Nice thought, Farf. //
// What do you want, Schuldig? //
// Only to say that Bradley would not be the slightest bit happy if he found out what you were doing with his girl. //
// I thought you were after her as well? //
// I was until I realised she probably couldn't trust me after my attempted attack. Hell, I can't even trust myself! // Schuldig's mental chuckle echoed through Farfarello's mind.
// I don't care what Crawford has to say about this. Solera needs to be happy. //
// Face it, Farf. None of us can give her happiness. Our line of work makes it difficult. //
Farf slammed the mental shields up. "Solera, would you like to go somewhere quieter?"
Solera looked at her watch. "Yeah, okay. I'm not going home for a few more hours yet."
They walked a little way away until they came across an secluded spot. Tree branches overshadowed it, blocking out the sun. Solera lay on her back, looking up through the trees. She felt like a little girl again. Farfarello lay beside her, propping himself up on one elbow, he scanned her features.
He noticed a scar down the middle of her lower lip. The scar adds character, he thought, without it she wouldn't be complete.
She had a pendant on a silver chain around her neck. It was a silver cross with an opal in the centre, which rested just nicely on her collarbone. Her hair was reddy-brown and wavy. Most of the time she didn't tie it back.
Farf curled a lock of her hair around his fingers. It was soft and well- looked after.
She had serious eyes, and he could tell that even though she had so many people who loved and cared for her, she was still lonely. Her lips were full and soft. He leaned over and kissed them, wrapping his arms around her once more.
Thoughts of Brad and Kio disappeared from her mind, this kiss had caught her off-guard. Her life had now gotten more complicated, but for the moment she was content to throw caution to the wind. She slipped her tongue into his mouth, deepening the kiss.
It was a strange feeling for Farfarello, but he enjoyed the closeness and warmth. He pulled away and started to kiss her neck. She moaned a little, but he stopped temporarily so the could both sit up. With his arm around her back to support her, he continued. Solera tilted her head back, surprised at how gentle his touch was.
Her hand rested on his chest, sending a shiver right through him, causing him to stop and just hold her.
"Farfarello, why do you want this?"
"I..I don't know. It just feels right."
"Aren't you worried of what Crawford may think?"
"No. You're the only female who's ever treated me nicely. I'm not as insane as people think. I know what kindness is."
"I don't think you're insane," she kissed him on the nose, "I think you're a nutcase, but I don't think you're insane. I don't want you to lose your edge because of me, though."
Farf chuckled, "Me? Lose my edge? Never!"
"I hate this life." Solera turned away from Farf. "When I first moved to Japan, I saw Weiss fight another team. My flatmate was killed, and I was knocked unconscious. When I woke up, I was surrounded by the Weiss boys, and was told I had one of two choices: join Weiss, or leave and be killed. I chose Weiss, death didn't sound like a good option at the time. Now I'm not so sure. The original reason I came to Japan was to find Brad and Kio. They turned out to be so different! I wanted to live a normal life, but it hasn't turned out like that at all!"
Her body was racked with sobs. She had just told Farfarello things she didn't think she could tell her own team. She let herself be pulled back into Farf's embrace, the tears still falling.
A few minutes later, Solera dried her eyes and stood up. "Farf, can we go back? I have to say goodbye before I go."
He nodded and stood next to her, arm around her shoulders. The two walked in the direction of the apartment.
EEEPP!!!! 3 GUYS NOW!!!
Will Crawford find out?
Please Review!! Onegai?
~Blue Silhouette~
Warnings: slight OOC-ness, future character deaths, heterosexual relationships(suffer, yaoi fangirls!) (A/N: Excuse that outburst..I don't know what came over me ^_^;;; I really have nothing against yaoi fangirls, honestly.)
Chapter Nine - A talk with Farfarello
Solera had been with Schwarz for about two weeks. She missed Weiss, and Crawford sensed it.
"You can go home if you like, Sol. I won't stop you."
"Thanks Brad, you and the others have been great to me. But my boys need me."
"I need you too, but I also know how much of a danger it would be for you to stay."
Solera tried to resist the urge to bawl her eyes out, so she ran out the door and straight into Farfarello.
"What-"
She pushed him out of the way and ran in the direction of the park. Without a second thought, Farf raced after her, and Crawford stood at the door, watching them both. He slammed the door shut and punched a fair-sized hole into the wall.
"What's eating you, Braddiekins?"
"I told Solera she could go home, but I also said I needed her still. She ran off after that. God, I feel like such an idiot!"
Schuldig was dumbfounded. Crawford didn't even yell at him for calling him 'Braddiekins'.
"Well," he started to reply, "I think she loves you more than she loves me. And if we were together again, knowing me, I'd probably do something that I'd regret. Six years ago, things were different, I respected people. I wouldn't do anything to hurt Solera, intentionally anyway. Five years with Schwarz has taken its toll." Schuldig took a deep breath and continued, "Over the years, I think I lost any sense of respect I had. Goddammit, Crawford! We're letting the best thing that happened to either of us, walk out of our lives again!"
"Hey Nagi, what's up with them?" Amber whispered.
"They're both in love with Solera, but neither can have her because she's with Weiss," Nagi replied.
Amber's expression softened. "That's so sweet, kinda like a soap opera, but more complicated. It's harder to kill the characters in this one."
Nagi looked horrified, but Amber just smiled and continued, "I'll talk to Bozo later when he's calmer."
Amber didn't hate the older man as much as she said she did. He was actually pretty sexy, as well as cheeky and outgoing. And that time he kissed her on the cheek, she never thought it would happen because she'd been such a bitch. Maybe, just maybe there was a chance. As long as that Solera girl didn't decide that she wanted Schuldig back.
Farfarello had slowed to a walk. People stared at him, but he ignored them. It was a warm spring day and there were people everywhere. He found Solera sitting against a tree. She had been crying, and didn't realise Farf was standing there until he sat next to her.
"You're not okay, are you?"
Solera shook her head in response. "I'm sorry I almost knocked you over before."
"That's okay. Now, tell me what's wrong."
Solera leaned against Farfarello for support. He hesitantly put his arm around her waist.
She took a deep breath and started to speak. "Brad said I could go home to Weiss. I'm grateful for that because they need me, but then he said that even though he still needed me as well, he knew how dangerous it would be if I stayed. The trouble is, I'm torn between staying with Schwarz and staying with Weiss." Solera looked up at him, "I don't expect you to understand, but it's good to be able to talk to someone about it."
Farfarello didn't know what to say, so instead he got out his favourite dagger and gave it to Solera to look at. The handle was decorative, with a picture of a Bengal tiger on it. She accidentally cut her finger with it, and it bled like a papercut. Suddenly, Farf began to suck on the cut finger.
The taste of her blood was bittersweet like everyone else's, but it was different. It tasted of purity and innocence, things he himself had long forgotten about. Yet she had the killing instinct buried within her, still to be revealed.
If she could love people like Crawford and Schuldig, or give him something he had never experienced, then maybe there was a chance for him to find someone like her who didn't give a damn about his state of mind and would like him for who he was.
Farf removed her finger from his mouth and said, "It's stopped bleeding now."
Solera's surprised expression turned into a smile, as her hazel eyes met his golden one. He attempted to return the smile, but it didn't work. She giggled a little, and traced a finger over the scars on his face.
"You did this to yourself?"
Farf nodded. "It makes God cry."
Solera didn't ask him to explain, because she wasn't sure she wanted to know.
"Who do you love?"
"Huh?" Solera was startled by the question.
"Who do you love, Crawford or Schuldig?" Farf was persistent.
"Well, that's kind of hard to say. Schuldig was protective, as well as fun, but when we were dating, there were times I thought he was only after one thing. It took me a couple of months to realise he wouldn't do anything like that unless I let him. With Crawford, I always felt safe. I still do. He may not be as fun as Schuldig, but he's romantic and charming. After Schuldig attempted to attack me, I realised that he could probably do it again to someone else. I mean, he's a great friend, and he was an excellent boyfriend, but if I was to date him again, I wouldn't be able to trust him fully. I think I love Crawford, but I couldn't tell him that and then have to fight against him next mission. It wouldn't feel right. I don't want them to be weak because they're worried about me. It's killing me, but this is a difficult situation, and I'm scared."
Farfarello's golden eye looked into Solera's hazel eyes again. He pressed his forehead against hers.
"Farf, promise me you'll watch out for them."
In reply, his lips met hers, arms tightly encircling her waist.
The kiss caught Solera off-guard, but she relaxed into it. He's getting pretty good at this, she thought happily.
Ken dismissed the kids from their soccer lesson early, and wandered through the park on his way home, taking in the sunshine. A day like this was rare, and Ken hadn't been out for nearly two weeks. He'd been moody since Solera left, both he and Omi. Yohji had Taia, and Aya kept to himself, but Ken and Omi hadn't dealt with it so well. Ken had finally found someone who appreciated soccer as much as he did, and Omi had someone to help him crack complex codes when hacking.
Ken continued on this train of thought, until he saw a girl who looked strangely familiar, kissing a guy who looked strangely familiar. Then it hit him. The clothes that the girl wore were identical to Solera's mission gear. The guy had silver hair a black eyepatch, and plenty of bandages.
"Oh my God, it's Solera and the Beserker! And they're kissing....each other!"
He raced back to the shop to tell the others what he saw.
Solera was sitting on Farfarello's lap, head back on his shoulder. Farf had wanted, had craved closeness from another human being. He got what he wanted, even though it was only temporary.
// Nice thought, Farf. //
// What do you want, Schuldig? //
// Only to say that Bradley would not be the slightest bit happy if he found out what you were doing with his girl. //
// I thought you were after her as well? //
// I was until I realised she probably couldn't trust me after my attempted attack. Hell, I can't even trust myself! // Schuldig's mental chuckle echoed through Farfarello's mind.
// I don't care what Crawford has to say about this. Solera needs to be happy. //
// Face it, Farf. None of us can give her happiness. Our line of work makes it difficult. //
Farf slammed the mental shields up. "Solera, would you like to go somewhere quieter?"
Solera looked at her watch. "Yeah, okay. I'm not going home for a few more hours yet."
They walked a little way away until they came across an secluded spot. Tree branches overshadowed it, blocking out the sun. Solera lay on her back, looking up through the trees. She felt like a little girl again. Farfarello lay beside her, propping himself up on one elbow, he scanned her features.
He noticed a scar down the middle of her lower lip. The scar adds character, he thought, without it she wouldn't be complete.
She had a pendant on a silver chain around her neck. It was a silver cross with an opal in the centre, which rested just nicely on her collarbone. Her hair was reddy-brown and wavy. Most of the time she didn't tie it back.
Farf curled a lock of her hair around his fingers. It was soft and well- looked after.
She had serious eyes, and he could tell that even though she had so many people who loved and cared for her, she was still lonely. Her lips were full and soft. He leaned over and kissed them, wrapping his arms around her once more.
Thoughts of Brad and Kio disappeared from her mind, this kiss had caught her off-guard. Her life had now gotten more complicated, but for the moment she was content to throw caution to the wind. She slipped her tongue into his mouth, deepening the kiss.
It was a strange feeling for Farfarello, but he enjoyed the closeness and warmth. He pulled away and started to kiss her neck. She moaned a little, but he stopped temporarily so the could both sit up. With his arm around her back to support her, he continued. Solera tilted her head back, surprised at how gentle his touch was.
Her hand rested on his chest, sending a shiver right through him, causing him to stop and just hold her.
"Farfarello, why do you want this?"
"I..I don't know. It just feels right."
"Aren't you worried of what Crawford may think?"
"No. You're the only female who's ever treated me nicely. I'm not as insane as people think. I know what kindness is."
"I don't think you're insane," she kissed him on the nose, "I think you're a nutcase, but I don't think you're insane. I don't want you to lose your edge because of me, though."
Farf chuckled, "Me? Lose my edge? Never!"
"I hate this life." Solera turned away from Farf. "When I first moved to Japan, I saw Weiss fight another team. My flatmate was killed, and I was knocked unconscious. When I woke up, I was surrounded by the Weiss boys, and was told I had one of two choices: join Weiss, or leave and be killed. I chose Weiss, death didn't sound like a good option at the time. Now I'm not so sure. The original reason I came to Japan was to find Brad and Kio. They turned out to be so different! I wanted to live a normal life, but it hasn't turned out like that at all!"
Her body was racked with sobs. She had just told Farfarello things she didn't think she could tell her own team. She let herself be pulled back into Farf's embrace, the tears still falling.
A few minutes later, Solera dried her eyes and stood up. "Farf, can we go back? I have to say goodbye before I go."
He nodded and stood next to her, arm around her shoulders. The two walked in the direction of the apartment.
EEEPP!!!! 3 GUYS NOW!!!
Will Crawford find out?
Please Review!! Onegai?
~Blue Silhouette~