Disclaimer: Yet again, I don't own Weiss.
A/N: First I want to thank you guys for your reviews, they give me a lot of determination to keep writing, so thank you very much. Secondly, JT acts a bit childish doesn't he? Well, I did that on purpose, but you have to wait to see why. What's he hiding? Any ways, I bet I freaked you all out with Aya's mood change last chapter, didn't I? Ha! I had fun with that. Well, lets keep the fun rolling, enjoy!
Chapter 8: Hello again
One week, one long, terrible, boring week. JT sat, bored out of his skull, listening to his uncles talk about random things that seemed relevant to them. He sat at his normal post at the table, waiting to be called upon. Soon his head was resting in his arms and he was dozing off. Right before the last string of consciousness broke Youji came over and slapped him on the back.
"Heya, punk! Stay awake, we have a store to maintain! Look alive!"
JT grumbled, rubbing his eyes irritably. "But we haven't had a customer in hours, why can't I take a nap?"
"It doesn't look professional, JT. If someone comes in a sees you asleep they'll think we're a bunch of slackers." Ken joined in.
The teen groaned again, slamming his head onto the table. Ken watched him intently; it had sounded as if it had hurt, badly. When JT didn't move he became alarmed, maybe he had given himself a concussion. Hurrying over he shook the kid and, much to his surprise, he was greeted by a snore.
"What the..."
Youji smiled. "Looks like he was up all night on the computer. Heh, Omi did that a lot too. I wonder..."
"JT isn't like that, porn isn't him, and it wasn't Omi for that sake either, so get it outta your brain."
Ken glared harshly at the blonde, protecting the name of his friend. Youji folded and walked away, a smug smile playing on his lips. Looking back to the teen Ken decided to leave him there and let him sleep, though when he woke up he may have a stiff neck.
Aya had been silently watching, staying quiet. Letting go of his emotions was harder than it seemed, he wondered how JT and Omi did it. He had tried to soften up, but every now and then he would slip up.
When Ken came over to him he tried to smile, having a small success. He was informed that JT was out cold and would probably sleep through most of the day.
"That's alright, just as long as he doesn't slack off on his new job, he's an important asset to us."
Ken smiled warmly. "I'm sure he'll be fine, he probably just stayed up late listening to music again. Don't worry."
The red head nodded, lowering his gaze. "I won't."
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Ah, sweet, velvety, darkness, swallowing him whole and putting him into a wonderfully deep sleeping state. As he delved deep into the abyss the silence was shattered by a loud knock. Hoping it would go away he ignored it, until it became so frequent and loud that he had to open his eyes and face it.
Aqua eyes pried themselves opened. The teen sat up in his bed, wondering how he had gotten there. Figuring his uncles had taken pity on him and brought him back upstairs he stopped thinking. The knocking was coming from his door, and judging by the force and length of the pauses he guessed that it was Aya outside.
"Come in Uncle Aya!" he yelled.
The door opened and indeed it was Aya. He smiled to himself and waited as the man entered and came to his bed. He looked serious, which meant something must have happened.
"JT, we have a mission, there's some kind of murdering child cult that's wandering the streets. Kritiker gave us little information but they did give us a few good tips. I want you to use your computer skills and try and find out more about them and where their hide out is, okay?"
Most of the words had gone over his head.
"Uhm, murdering child cult? Is that it?"
Aya frowned, maybe it was a mistake trying to use JT as a root for information. "Yes, if you look it up you'll find the basics, then from there you can probably pinpoint a few more things that the local papers and police hadn't."
JT cocked his head. "Well, wouldn't Kritiker have done that too and gotten more information then?"
"What? Well, uhm..."
The red head bit his lower lip. He had never been asked that question before, but the child did raise a good question. Sighing he shrugged it off.
"I don't know, okay? Just do the best you can. Use the computer downstairs, it has a wider range of data and it has superior software. Come on."
Aya extended his hand, prompting the boy into taking it. JT happily nodded, taking the man's offering. Together they walked down to the mission room and Aya began to instruct him on how to use the computer.
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It had taken the boy a full week to get the hang of the advanced computer, in which the others grew even more impatient since more killings were occurring. JT spent most of his time on the computer, which didn't help him with his schoolwork. Finally, much to his own disappointment, he decided to drop out of school.
Ken had thrown a fit, telling him he needed to go and get an education, but he knew deep down that it wasn't possible to juggle the two things, even if his father had.
Youji wasn't too pleased either, but he remained silent. He had always liked hearing the boy go on and on about his boring school day, mainly because of the faces and expression the kid made, but now the only thing he could look forward to was mission information, and he didn't really like that.
Aya had been the most understanding. He had stood behind him in his decision and told him that over the weekends and when they didn't have a mission to do he would tutor him himself. For that JT was excessively grateful.
So for the teen the new daily routine was to get up, work at the flower shop with his laptop near by, then when the store closed go downstairs and either do mission work or have Aya tutor him, and then go to bed, just to do it all again the next day.
Life had gotten harder, though it sounded much easier. The missions were harder than he thought and getting the right information from the right sources was also a challenge. At the very least he had soon gotten the hang of it and knew the reliable sites and the not so reliable ones.
If it was possible, over the week his uncles had gotten even more protective and overbearing. He had told them that he frequently heard the German man talking to him in his mind. And so they would never leave him alone, so what he liked to call 'me time' didn't exist anymore, unless he went to the bathroom, but someone was always waiting outside, listening for him. They were beginning to get paranoid.
He soon adjusted to this new life style change, even if he didn't like it.
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Aya slipped on his black gloves, looking over at the teen that was watching them all. The sad eyes seemed not to know what they were going to do. Ken noticed the look too and nudged Youji. Soon they were all staring at him.
"Listen, JT," Aya began. "We're going to go on our mission now. It's very dangerous, so you can't come with us. I know you want to but it isn't as 'fun' and easy as you think. Do you understand?"
The teen frowned. He knew it wasn't fun or easy, but he wanted to see, curiosity was a habit. Nodding his head 'yes' he remained silent and watched as his three seniors left him alone. After five minutes he couldn't take it. Grabbing up a long black coat he slid it over his black shirt and shorts and followed, taking with him a small gun he had seen Youji hide away.
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He was lost, he was only a few steps behind them all the way and he was lost. It was dark, which didn't help, and he was surrounded by alleys and walls. It was like a maze that he couldn't get out of.
"Oh man, if they go back and find me gone I'm dead."
JT spun around, deciding on which route to take. He looked down one particular alley, liking the flow of light that was at the end of it. Just as he was about to run down it he stopped abruptly. Someone had just appeared in front of him.
"Its you again...father?"
The figure stood there, his smile clear under the hood, even if his eyes weren't.
"Why are you here? I don't think they would really allow you to go with them. Did you follow them? Missions aren't play time, go back."
His aqua eyes were burning for some reason. He didn't want to cry, but he felt something. Blinking it away he stared at the man in front of him. He was still in the green tunic and pants with the same worn out green cloak.
"Father, why did you run away from me? Didn't you love me?"
The smile disappeared from the man's face, replaced with a rather large frown. Instead of answering the man turned his back to the teen, then began to walk into the darkness of the alley.
"They're down this way, you had better hurry. If you stay here longer you'll be dead." And with that he was gone.
JT stared on, eyes desperately searching for the familiar figure.
"Well, that was interesting. I had better go find Uncle Aya and them, I think it would be better to just admit I followed them than die."
When he heard a loud banging sound coming from behind him, the dirty blonde went running through the alley at an amazing speed. He ignored the few things he ran over, garbage, puddles, rats. All he wanted to do was to find his uncles and leave.
"Me and my genius ideas!" he mentally scolded himself.
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Aya put his sword down; the mission was over. He turned to the others, who were waiting for them so they could leave. As they walked away from their bloody battle they were slightly surprised to see JT stumbled out of a nearby alley and fall on the ground. Ken blinked once, then ran over to him.
"JT! Are you alright!?"
Aya and Youji quickly joined him as they stared down at the boy. He looked to be in a panic, and slightly shaken it appeared. When he finally caught this breath and opened his eyes to look at his uncles JT knew he was in trouble.
Aya glared down. "What are you doing here? I thought I made it clear you weren't coming."
"Yeah, and didn't you agree not to follow?" Youji added.
Ken looked at him, he was afraid, of what he didn't know, but he wasn't like this when they had left. Helping the boy back up he held him steadily.
"What did you see, JT? Why are you so shaky?" he asked.
The words tumbled out, not making sense at first, but they could soon piece it all together. When they had gotten the full extent of JT's rambling they stood, horror struck.
"Omi...IS ALIVE?!"
Youji grabbed a hold of the boy, desperately trying to get information from him. It was an utterly useless attempt, all it did was scare the child more.
"Youji, stop! You're just making it worse. JT, where did you see Omi? How long ago?"
"Stop it already! You're going to give him a conniption fit!"
Time seemed to stop. Youji released the child, who fell back down to the ground. He covered his ears and began to wail loudly. The three senior members of Weiss looked up to the top of a nearby building; their breathing stopped.
"Omi..." All three uttered.
"Daddy..."
The figure just stood there, staring down at them. He wasn't smiling so much as smirking. He glanced around at all of them, then stopped to look down upon the boy, who was now curled on the ground in a little ball.
"Like I said before, the bomb was a dud and the bay water is clean now. I'm still here."
There was a small pause, all eyes settling again on the teen at their feet. Ken looked down, suddenly aware of how emotional he was acting. It was odd, every time the mention of his father came up he became uptight and emotionally unstable. Looking back up he was suddenly unsure of if this was what was right for them all.
As if reading his thoughts the figure, now identified as Omi, frowned.
"I will give you time. When I know that you are ready I'll return."
And then, as he had done before, he disappeared into the darkness, leaving only the three assassins and their pain inflicted charge.
~TBC
Okay, yet another one down. Hmm, I'm starting to like Ken a lot, especially after I saw a picture of his American V.A. Yeah, Ken is handsome, but I still love Omi most. Well, hang around for Omi's return! Its going to be dramatic, I think.
A/N: First I want to thank you guys for your reviews, they give me a lot of determination to keep writing, so thank you very much. Secondly, JT acts a bit childish doesn't he? Well, I did that on purpose, but you have to wait to see why. What's he hiding? Any ways, I bet I freaked you all out with Aya's mood change last chapter, didn't I? Ha! I had fun with that. Well, lets keep the fun rolling, enjoy!
Chapter 8: Hello again
One week, one long, terrible, boring week. JT sat, bored out of his skull, listening to his uncles talk about random things that seemed relevant to them. He sat at his normal post at the table, waiting to be called upon. Soon his head was resting in his arms and he was dozing off. Right before the last string of consciousness broke Youji came over and slapped him on the back.
"Heya, punk! Stay awake, we have a store to maintain! Look alive!"
JT grumbled, rubbing his eyes irritably. "But we haven't had a customer in hours, why can't I take a nap?"
"It doesn't look professional, JT. If someone comes in a sees you asleep they'll think we're a bunch of slackers." Ken joined in.
The teen groaned again, slamming his head onto the table. Ken watched him intently; it had sounded as if it had hurt, badly. When JT didn't move he became alarmed, maybe he had given himself a concussion. Hurrying over he shook the kid and, much to his surprise, he was greeted by a snore.
"What the..."
Youji smiled. "Looks like he was up all night on the computer. Heh, Omi did that a lot too. I wonder..."
"JT isn't like that, porn isn't him, and it wasn't Omi for that sake either, so get it outta your brain."
Ken glared harshly at the blonde, protecting the name of his friend. Youji folded and walked away, a smug smile playing on his lips. Looking back to the teen Ken decided to leave him there and let him sleep, though when he woke up he may have a stiff neck.
Aya had been silently watching, staying quiet. Letting go of his emotions was harder than it seemed, he wondered how JT and Omi did it. He had tried to soften up, but every now and then he would slip up.
When Ken came over to him he tried to smile, having a small success. He was informed that JT was out cold and would probably sleep through most of the day.
"That's alright, just as long as he doesn't slack off on his new job, he's an important asset to us."
Ken smiled warmly. "I'm sure he'll be fine, he probably just stayed up late listening to music again. Don't worry."
The red head nodded, lowering his gaze. "I won't."
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Ah, sweet, velvety, darkness, swallowing him whole and putting him into a wonderfully deep sleeping state. As he delved deep into the abyss the silence was shattered by a loud knock. Hoping it would go away he ignored it, until it became so frequent and loud that he had to open his eyes and face it.
Aqua eyes pried themselves opened. The teen sat up in his bed, wondering how he had gotten there. Figuring his uncles had taken pity on him and brought him back upstairs he stopped thinking. The knocking was coming from his door, and judging by the force and length of the pauses he guessed that it was Aya outside.
"Come in Uncle Aya!" he yelled.
The door opened and indeed it was Aya. He smiled to himself and waited as the man entered and came to his bed. He looked serious, which meant something must have happened.
"JT, we have a mission, there's some kind of murdering child cult that's wandering the streets. Kritiker gave us little information but they did give us a few good tips. I want you to use your computer skills and try and find out more about them and where their hide out is, okay?"
Most of the words had gone over his head.
"Uhm, murdering child cult? Is that it?"
Aya frowned, maybe it was a mistake trying to use JT as a root for information. "Yes, if you look it up you'll find the basics, then from there you can probably pinpoint a few more things that the local papers and police hadn't."
JT cocked his head. "Well, wouldn't Kritiker have done that too and gotten more information then?"
"What? Well, uhm..."
The red head bit his lower lip. He had never been asked that question before, but the child did raise a good question. Sighing he shrugged it off.
"I don't know, okay? Just do the best you can. Use the computer downstairs, it has a wider range of data and it has superior software. Come on."
Aya extended his hand, prompting the boy into taking it. JT happily nodded, taking the man's offering. Together they walked down to the mission room and Aya began to instruct him on how to use the computer.
~~~~~~~~~~
It had taken the boy a full week to get the hang of the advanced computer, in which the others grew even more impatient since more killings were occurring. JT spent most of his time on the computer, which didn't help him with his schoolwork. Finally, much to his own disappointment, he decided to drop out of school.
Ken had thrown a fit, telling him he needed to go and get an education, but he knew deep down that it wasn't possible to juggle the two things, even if his father had.
Youji wasn't too pleased either, but he remained silent. He had always liked hearing the boy go on and on about his boring school day, mainly because of the faces and expression the kid made, but now the only thing he could look forward to was mission information, and he didn't really like that.
Aya had been the most understanding. He had stood behind him in his decision and told him that over the weekends and when they didn't have a mission to do he would tutor him himself. For that JT was excessively grateful.
So for the teen the new daily routine was to get up, work at the flower shop with his laptop near by, then when the store closed go downstairs and either do mission work or have Aya tutor him, and then go to bed, just to do it all again the next day.
Life had gotten harder, though it sounded much easier. The missions were harder than he thought and getting the right information from the right sources was also a challenge. At the very least he had soon gotten the hang of it and knew the reliable sites and the not so reliable ones.
If it was possible, over the week his uncles had gotten even more protective and overbearing. He had told them that he frequently heard the German man talking to him in his mind. And so they would never leave him alone, so what he liked to call 'me time' didn't exist anymore, unless he went to the bathroom, but someone was always waiting outside, listening for him. They were beginning to get paranoid.
He soon adjusted to this new life style change, even if he didn't like it.
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Aya slipped on his black gloves, looking over at the teen that was watching them all. The sad eyes seemed not to know what they were going to do. Ken noticed the look too and nudged Youji. Soon they were all staring at him.
"Listen, JT," Aya began. "We're going to go on our mission now. It's very dangerous, so you can't come with us. I know you want to but it isn't as 'fun' and easy as you think. Do you understand?"
The teen frowned. He knew it wasn't fun or easy, but he wanted to see, curiosity was a habit. Nodding his head 'yes' he remained silent and watched as his three seniors left him alone. After five minutes he couldn't take it. Grabbing up a long black coat he slid it over his black shirt and shorts and followed, taking with him a small gun he had seen Youji hide away.
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He was lost, he was only a few steps behind them all the way and he was lost. It was dark, which didn't help, and he was surrounded by alleys and walls. It was like a maze that he couldn't get out of.
"Oh man, if they go back and find me gone I'm dead."
JT spun around, deciding on which route to take. He looked down one particular alley, liking the flow of light that was at the end of it. Just as he was about to run down it he stopped abruptly. Someone had just appeared in front of him.
"Its you again...father?"
The figure stood there, his smile clear under the hood, even if his eyes weren't.
"Why are you here? I don't think they would really allow you to go with them. Did you follow them? Missions aren't play time, go back."
His aqua eyes were burning for some reason. He didn't want to cry, but he felt something. Blinking it away he stared at the man in front of him. He was still in the green tunic and pants with the same worn out green cloak.
"Father, why did you run away from me? Didn't you love me?"
The smile disappeared from the man's face, replaced with a rather large frown. Instead of answering the man turned his back to the teen, then began to walk into the darkness of the alley.
"They're down this way, you had better hurry. If you stay here longer you'll be dead." And with that he was gone.
JT stared on, eyes desperately searching for the familiar figure.
"Well, that was interesting. I had better go find Uncle Aya and them, I think it would be better to just admit I followed them than die."
When he heard a loud banging sound coming from behind him, the dirty blonde went running through the alley at an amazing speed. He ignored the few things he ran over, garbage, puddles, rats. All he wanted to do was to find his uncles and leave.
"Me and my genius ideas!" he mentally scolded himself.
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Aya put his sword down; the mission was over. He turned to the others, who were waiting for them so they could leave. As they walked away from their bloody battle they were slightly surprised to see JT stumbled out of a nearby alley and fall on the ground. Ken blinked once, then ran over to him.
"JT! Are you alright!?"
Aya and Youji quickly joined him as they stared down at the boy. He looked to be in a panic, and slightly shaken it appeared. When he finally caught this breath and opened his eyes to look at his uncles JT knew he was in trouble.
Aya glared down. "What are you doing here? I thought I made it clear you weren't coming."
"Yeah, and didn't you agree not to follow?" Youji added.
Ken looked at him, he was afraid, of what he didn't know, but he wasn't like this when they had left. Helping the boy back up he held him steadily.
"What did you see, JT? Why are you so shaky?" he asked.
The words tumbled out, not making sense at first, but they could soon piece it all together. When they had gotten the full extent of JT's rambling they stood, horror struck.
"Omi...IS ALIVE?!"
Youji grabbed a hold of the boy, desperately trying to get information from him. It was an utterly useless attempt, all it did was scare the child more.
"Youji, stop! You're just making it worse. JT, where did you see Omi? How long ago?"
"Stop it already! You're going to give him a conniption fit!"
Time seemed to stop. Youji released the child, who fell back down to the ground. He covered his ears and began to wail loudly. The three senior members of Weiss looked up to the top of a nearby building; their breathing stopped.
"Omi..." All three uttered.
"Daddy..."
The figure just stood there, staring down at them. He wasn't smiling so much as smirking. He glanced around at all of them, then stopped to look down upon the boy, who was now curled on the ground in a little ball.
"Like I said before, the bomb was a dud and the bay water is clean now. I'm still here."
There was a small pause, all eyes settling again on the teen at their feet. Ken looked down, suddenly aware of how emotional he was acting. It was odd, every time the mention of his father came up he became uptight and emotionally unstable. Looking back up he was suddenly unsure of if this was what was right for them all.
As if reading his thoughts the figure, now identified as Omi, frowned.
"I will give you time. When I know that you are ready I'll return."
And then, as he had done before, he disappeared into the darkness, leaving only the three assassins and their pain inflicted charge.
~TBC
Okay, yet another one down. Hmm, I'm starting to like Ken a lot, especially after I saw a picture of his American V.A. Yeah, Ken is handsome, but I still love Omi most. Well, hang around for Omi's return! Its going to be dramatic, I think.