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A/N: I haven't even finished this fic and I already have another one in mind. A Weiss Kreuz one in which I'm gonna pair Shuldich and Aya-chan, I can just see it!
Aya/Ran- He's a killer!
Aya-chan- So are you.
Aya/Ran- Gasp! She knows! (faints)
OR
Aya/Ran- Gasp! She knows! (tries to kill himself with katana)
Anyways… Siora said the last chappie was "Erm… interesting." All I have to say is it's going to get even more interesting in a bit. Hehehe…
It has been brought to my attention that a lot of people who watch YYH have never heard of Weiss Kreuz. I was going to write a short summery here but it was just to long. So use your search engine and look for Weiss Kreuz, or better yet watch the show.
Thinking
Telepathy
Hell to Pay
Chapter 3- Late Deliveries and Insanity *****Hiei sat silently on Kurama's windowsill watching him sleep. The escaped youko had led the two spirit detectives on a chase that had lasted all night. The fight its self had been short and uneventful, although without Kurama along it was a good possibility that Yusuke would not have been able to find the cunning youkai.
Jumping off the sill Hiei walked over to the bed, he starred down at the seemingly innocent young man. Hn, he looks even more like a girl when he sleeps. He wondered if he should wake him, after knowing the redhead for so long Hiei new Kurama would want to make a cake for his mother. What an odd human custom, celebrating the day they're born. Hiei smirked when Kurama started to snore softly and decided to let him be.
The peace was shattered a second later by a loud high-pitched shrilling. Hiei reacted without thinking as Kurama sat straight up in bed. He kicked, sending the offending object crashing into the wall and ending the noise.
"My alarm clock!" Kurama starred incredulously at what was left of his clock.
"Is that what it was?" Hiei also starred at the clock looking bemused.
"You broke my clock."
"Hn." Hiei shrugged the gost of a smile on his face, and Kurama started laughing.
"Though." Kurama paused trying to stop laughing. "I can't say." He succeeded and took a deep breath. "I've never wanted to do that."
"I came by to tell you your precious flowers will be here at ten."
"Thank you for getting them." Hiei shrugged again and turned to go. "Hiei wait. Why don't you stay, my mom said she'd like to see more of you. Yusuke and Kuwabara are going to be here and Kuwabara's also bringing Yukina." Hiei considered then nodded. "Good." Kurama grinned. "You'll make my little brother happy, he seems to think your cool."
"I'll be downstairs." Hiei walked out of the room shutting the door firmly behind him. Kurama snickered.
*****
Organized chaos reigned at the Minamino's home as Kurama rushed around making last minute preparations and Yusuke, Keiko, Kuwabara, and Yukina arrived to help. Shiori was very popular among Kurama's friends and the neighborhood in general, a large turnout for her birthday was expected.
Hiei sat in Kurama's tree and watched as Keiko chased the grinning youko out of the house with a spatula. Laughing Kurama fended her off and went to help Yusuke and Kuwabara set up tables on the lawn. Sighing Hiei wondered again what had started such a strange tradition. He suppressed a yawn as Kuwabara dropped a folding table on his foot and started to hope around holding the damaged appendage and yelling. Hiei mentally blocked the noise and leaned back against the tree. He had slept badly last night, disturbed by dreams of someone laughing, and of an icy-faced katana wielding redhead attacking him while Yusuke and the others looked on.
Closing his eyes Hiei let himself relax knowing that it was very unlikely anyone would attack while such a large number of people were around. Someone else was yelling now, but Hiei ignored it figuring Yusuke and Kuwabara were fighting again. That is until a hard small object connected with the side of his head. Cursing Hiei jumped from the tree and punched the acorn throwing Yusuke in the face.
"You still need to work on your people skills Hiei." Yusuke commented glaring up at the irritated fire-demon.
"You threw an acorn at me."
"I thought you were in a comma or something. You wouldn't answer." Yusuke sat up and rubbed his face. "That hurt!"
"I was trying to sleep." Hiei was actually snarling.
Note to self. Yusuke thought. Never throw acorns at a sleep deprived Hiei. "Listen Hiei, I'm sorry it's just that Kurama wanted to know if you're sure the flowers were supposed to get here at ten cause it's ten thirty and there's no flowers."
"Then why don't you use that annoying human invention called a telephone." Hiei growled, extremely ticked off. He was not quite sure why he was ticked off, but did not particularly care either. Unfortunately there was nobody around he could seriously maim.
"I don't know where you got them from." Yusuke started to back away not liking the look in Hiei's eyes.
"Fine." Hiei snapped walking away.
"Um… Hiei, where are you going?"
"To find out why the damn flowers aren't here yet."
*****
Still growling to himself Hiei stalked along the sidewalk wondering if he'd ever be able to look at a flower again with out attempting to introduce it to his dragon. He stopped in front of the shop and growled out loud causing the normal people on the sidewalk to give him a wide berth. It was closed, the shop was closed. Not about to be put off Hiei simply walked into the ally behind the shop climbed the fire escape and broke a second story window letting himself in.
The apartment above the store was disserted, almost eerily quiet. Taking off his headband Hiei opened his Jagan eye 'looking' for the four florists. Every person left behind a signature wherever they had been and the killer florists were no exception. Hiei often used this to track those he was hunting. The overlapping and complex form of the signature leavings in the apartment showed Hiei that this was the place the florists lived.
Carefully Hiei searched through every room, he was able to tell which belonged to each of the four do to a concentration of their presences. Except one room, it was different. The faint energy traces there felt strained. A combination of fear, sorrow, and the excitement of a hunter that scents prey. I thought so.
The room was locked. Typical, and its trapped too. Not wanting to mess with the bobby-trapped lock Hiei kicked the door in. A large screen covered one wall and a computer rested on a desk in the corner. Ignoring everything else in the room Hiei went straight to the computer and turned it on. Strange to think that I would actually do this one day.
Months ago at the beginning of the school year Kurama's computer had picked up a virus. Hiei had been watching Kurama try to fix it when he had discovered another talent.
Kurama figured it was a combination of his telepathy, telekinesis, and the unique influence of his jagan eye. Whatever it was Hiei could 'talk' to computers. He had convinced the virus to leave and Kurama had spent the rest of the day encrypting files on his computer and getting Hiei to hack into and decode them.
They had never told Yusuke about it because he would most likely have tried to get Hiei to alter his files at school. Kurama had jokingly suggested to Hiei that he get a job with the government. Hiei had jokingly fried Kurama's hard drive.
Quickly Hiei brought up files till he found what he was looking for in a folder labeled 'Weiss'. He paused looking at a picture of the stony redhead. It seems I was correct. Assassins. Hiei glared at the screen. Assassins or not, they owe me flowers.
Hiei followed the most recent signature trails past the broken door, up the stairs, and ironically out the same window he'd smashed. As He neared the warehouse district Hiei was finally able to pick up the odd energy of the assassins. He leapt from rooftop to rooftop reaching his destination in less than thirty seconds. He stopped beside a skylight and reached out with his senses. The flower-selling assassins were definitely inside. So were two other humans and what felt like a youkai. Hiei smirked, an evil malicious smirk. Finally someone he could maim.
Hiei jumped through the skylight shattering it into thousands of pieces. He grinned, there was something to be said about breaking things when in a bad mood. He landed in a crouch and took in the scene around him in a split second. He phased to the right and kicked a white-haired man away from the downed redhead. The eight combatants froze for a moment than the fight continued as the four unknowns went on the offensive. Wait there's four of them.
Hiei stood unmoving, shocked as he took in the fact that there were four others in the building besides himself and the florists. I can only sense three of them. Hiei opened his jagan eye not caring if he had an audience. There was the youkai, a human boy that also felt like a telekinetic. The black-haired man I can't feel him. Hiei strained his jagan trying to get a lock on the man. What he found was a blank. Telepathically, and to all other physic senses the man simply did not exist.
The white-haired man, boy really, that Hiei had kicked rose to his feet showing no side effects of being knocked into the wall by an irritated demon. Hiei turned his attentions to him and his mind reeled at the impact of emotions bleeding off the albinos mind. Pain, blinding in its intensity combined with a deep penetrating anger to form a maelstrom of dark physic energy that rammed it's self into Hiei's open mind. Gasping Hiei fell to his knees and struggled to pull his mind back from the mental abyss of the boy's conscious.
A weight hit Hiei from the side and the physical shock allowed him to wrench his mind free. As Hiei disentangled himself from the other's mind he heard, faintly, the sound of a child crying.
The echo of a gunshot blasted through the building and Hiei realized that the redheaded florist had saved him from being shot, and was now fighting a losing battle with the black-haired man. Hiei joined the fight and evened the odds. Although neither Hiei nor the redhead could hit their opponent, he wasn't hitting them either. Hiei cursed mentally. It was like the man knew where Hiei was going to attack before Hiei did. A rise in energy to the left alerted Hiei and he dodged. The redhead wasn't as lucky the telekinetic blast caught him full on and he was thrown across the room.
Hiei faced off with the telekinetic boy as the dart-throwing florist claimed the black-haired man's attention. Hiei felt the boy gathering energy again and smirked. The boy was powerful there was no doubt of that, but he obviously lacked training and experience in fighting other telekinetics. Hiei reached out with his own power and yanked the boy's foot out from under him. The kid yelped and the blast meant for Hiei hit the ceiling bringing down a large chunk of plaster.
From the corner of his eye Hiei saw a green and orange blur. He blocked a punch, kicking out at the youkai. Orange hair famed a smirking face and wicked green eyes challenged and laughed at Hiei in the same moment. He's fast. Hiei forgot about everything else as he traded kicks and punches with the orange-haired specter. His bad mood faded away as he fought. An opponent like this was hard to come by.
Almost matched in speed and skill the two phased in and out of sight with inhuman swiftness. Hiei felt the youkai brush against his mind and he lowered his shields.
Has another kitty come to play? Laughter flavored the green eyed man's thoughts. Where'd they find you little cat?
Hiei gaped in realization as the telepath's mind touched his. You're human!
The smirk faded from man's face. You're a telepath?! They both stopped and stared at each other.
What do you mean I'm human, what else would I be? Unless… The telepath paused truly looking at Hiei for the first time. His gaze took in Hiei's oddly colored hair, his blood red eyes, and then the extra purple eye in the middle of Hiei's forehead. What are you?
It was Hiei's turn to smirk. Guess.
The rest of the fighters had stopped fighting some time ago to attempt to watch Hiei and the telepath. Now they gathered at opposite ends of the room, the florists clustered around the still downed redhead while the telekinetic and the albino stood beside the black-haired man.
"Shuldich." The black-haired man spoke, making the name a question and a demand.
"Crawford." The telepath turned and walked towards his comrades. "It's time to go." The four sauntered from the room making it obvious that they left by choice.
"Schwarz!" The tall blond florist shouted starting to follow them. Hiei calmly stepped in front of him blocking the way.
"You're late." Arms folded, Hiei stood calmly as the blond started to reach for his watch. From watching the fight Hiei knew that thin wires were stored inside it. "Don't try it. Unless of course you want to die."
"Yohji, wait." Pleaded the dart boy. "You can't face them by yourself."
"Omi's right Yohji." The brown-haired boy with the claws joined in, looking worried. "Aya's unconscious and Aya-chan and Sakura will worry if we're not back soon."
Hiei felt a brush against his mind, the equivalent of a telepathic knock. Tuning out the florists Hiei opened a link to the Schwarz telepath. What do you want?
You didn't answer my question.
I told you to guess. And don't try to take it from my thoughts.
Wouldn't think of it little cat. Your shields burn.
Hn.
Talkative aren't we. How'd you end up with my favorite kitties?
Not quite understanding why, Hiei continued the conversation as the florists attempted to wake the unconscious redhead. Bought some flowers. They didn't deliver.
Flowers? You followed them for flowers?
They're for a friend.
Special friend? Laughter crackled through the link.
…… Hiei snarled causing the burnet to jump.
I wouldn't startle Siberian, he's got claws. How did you find out what the kitties are? I'm curious.
Broke a window, kicked in a door. Had a chat with their computer.
Sounds like fun. Hiei could almost feel the smirk attached to the telepath's, Shuldich's, thoughts. Suddenly Shuldich popped out of the link then back in. Sorry little cat, got to go. My most fearless leader is calling. Later.
Later?
I like you little cat. There's no way someone as interesting as you is getting away from me. Besides you haven't answered my question.
A groan brought Hiei's attention back to the four others in the room. It seemed the redhead had finally woken up. Hiei and the tall blond got in a glaring contest as dart-boy and Siberian helped Aya into a sitting position.
"What are you doing here?" Aya asked, waving off his two worried teammates and getting to his feet. There was no doubt as to who he was addressing.
"You know this guy Aya?" Yohji continued to glare at the short fire demon. Aya completely ignored his teammate and stalked over to Hiei.
"Do you know what we are? What I am?" Aya's tone was deadly serious.
"Yes. You are Abyssinian, unofficial leader of the assassin group Weiss." Unable to resist, Hiei mockingly added a line he'd seen in Bombay's file. "White hunters, hunt the tomorrow of the dark beasts."
"Who told you that?" Siberian squeaked, looking shocked.
"Your computer. It was quite informative." Hiei held in a snicker at Omi's suddenly frantic face. I have definitely been around Yusuke too long.
"How…how'd you. You didn't…" Omi was silenced by a still glaring Yohji.
"Aya." Yohji turned to the redhead. "I think we should have this conversation somewhere else, like at the Shop." Aya nodded curtly and gestured for Hiei and the others to follow him. Briefly Hiei considered leaving on his own but then Omi threw a pleading look at him. If I didn't know better I'd swear he learned that from Kurama. He sighed and joined the florists trying to ignore Yohji and Siberian.
"Stop glaring Yohji." Begged Siberian. "It's giving me a headache…
*****
It was Siberian's turn to glare when they got to the now broken second story window. "You did this, didn't you." It was a statement not a question.
"After you." Hiei bowed mockingly and indicated that the florists should go first. Single file they entered the apartment. Aya led, his face unreadable. Next came Yohji the death glare still intact. He was followed by Siberian who looked like he had the bad mood Hiei had started out with. Hiei and Omi brought up the rear. Omi simply seemed anxious and Hiei was smiling just a little bit.
They silently walked past what was left of the door and gathered around the computer. Omi sat down at the desk and poked the mouse causing the screensaver, of a kitten chewing on a chibi man that looked quite a bit like Shuldich, to disappear. I'll have to tell Shuldich about that. It was replaced by a picture of Aya, his information along side. "How'd you get in?" Omi asked in a hushed voice sounding almost awed that someone had gotten past his system.
Hiei smirked. "Like this." He opened his jagan eye and starred at the computer. Omi and the rest of Weiss watched in fascination as the computer closed files and folders and shut down without Hiei touching it. Nobody spoke as He picked up his headband from where he'd left it on the desk.
"Now, can you please deliver my flowers before my friend has a mental breakdown." Hiei finished tying on his headband and quirked an eyebrow at the gaping Siberian.
"Your orders out back. It just needs to be loaded." Aya started up the spiral stairs. "The rest of you need to get back to work."
"Wait just a minute Aya." Taking a serious risk of having his hand bitten off, Yohji snagged the back of Aya's shirt and pulled him back down the stairs and shoved him protesting and growling into a chair. "Not till I take a look at you."
"I'm fine."
"Prodigy swatted you like a bug. At the very least you have a cracked rib or two, but I'm betting it's more then that."
"Ken and I can take care of things in the shop." Omi smiled sweetly and grabbed Siberians arm hauling him up the stairs. Hiei followed, he did not want to be alone in a room with a very irritated Aya and Yohji.
"Hey Aya-chan." Omi started guiltily as they entered the shop. "I didn't know you where here yet."
"Of course I'm here. You're an hour late." A pretty girl with thick wavy black hair stood behind the counter. She smiled at Omi, Ken, and Hiei, making Omi blush.
"I'm sorry Aya-chan, we had car trouble and I forgot what time I was supposed to be here." Omi grinned as a group of giggling girls burst into the shop. "It's your turn Ken." He shoved the protesting Ken towards the girls.
"Who's your friend Omi?" Aya-chan asked. Hiei decided he liked her voice. Omi wasn't paying any attention. He had his hand clamped over his mouth, and was trying desperately not to laugh. Across the room the girls had surrounded Ken. All were doing their best to look cute while glaring at the one attached to his arm and the other one sweetly asking which flower was his favorite.
"My names Hiei." Hiei held out his hand to the girl and she took it firmly. Nice grip for a human.
"My names Aya. I'm Aya's sister." She grinned. Hiei quirked an eyebrow. "I know it's weird. Aya's actually not his real name. It's Ran. He took my name when I was in a comma. It seems to have stuck with Omi and the others."
Hiei found himself smiling back and wondered why. Omi had recovered from his laughing fit and glanced at them looking startled. Aya and Hiei noticed they were still holding hands at the same time and Hiei felt himself blushing. Crap. I'm not even interested like that. He gently let go of her hand and glared at Omi.
*****
Hiei sighed with relief as he climbed out of the cart. It had not been a fun ride from the flower shop to Kurama's house. Omi had tried to make Aya-chan stay behind she had refused, so in the end all three of them had stuffed themselves into the flower cart. It was cramped and Omi kept glaring at Hiei until Aya-chan punched him. Well he won't be glaring at me in a minute. If Kurama and Aya-chan can resist each other I'll dig my jagan out with a plastic fork.
He was right. They walked into the back yard each carrying bunches of flowers. Kurama hurried over looking relieved starting to greet Hiei and was struck dumb when he saw Aya-chan standing next to him. Aya-chan was in similar straights and blushed looking at her feet. Hiei smirked at Omi who stared at Kurama and Aya-chan looking somewhat pathetic as he realized he'd just lost any chance with the girl of his dreams.
Hiei cleared his throat. Aya-chan and Kurama looked up startled. "Aya-chan I'd like you to meet my friend Kurama. Kurama this is Aya." Kurama smiled and reached into his hair and pulled out a perfect red rose handing it to Aya-chan.
Fifteen minutes later Omi left, saying he had to get back to the shop. Aya-chan stayed. She and Kurama were happily setting up the flowers and talking about almost every subject under the sun. Aya-chan also stayed for the birthday party, Shiori loved her. She stayed until it got dark outside and Kurama took her home, a trip that should've taken only twenty minutes and took an hour instead. Hiei wondered what Ran would think of the situation. Then again he pitied anyone that got between the pair. Even ice-faced katana wielding assassins.
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A/N: Sorry I haven't updated in a while but I got a job at the carnival for a week, then went camping, and then went through an: everyone-in-the-world-can-go-take-a-jump-off-a-tall-cliff-stage. Things have been a bit hectic around here. I was going to end the chapter at "You're Late" but I felt guilty so I'll be up all night typing this. I finally finished! Is happy. A big thank you to the people who reviewed. I'm going to post this now.