Disclaimer: I do not own Weiss Kreuz.Blah blah.
A/N: Thanks to Death Stopper and F4girl! Sorry for the long update. I did
not have inspiration. Oh yes, hopefully, the next chapters will get longer.
*hint hint* you readers understand, right? If you want more pairings, and
depending on X (e.g. OmiXNagi), you can
always review and tell me or e-mail me. I have decided to change Schuldich
to Schuldig because apparently, I found out that it's the correct way (it
is, actually). In this chapter, everything goes back to the present where
Ken had the flashback. OOC-ness for almost everyone, I think. I'll try to
make them uh. not so OCC. Okay, enough babbling. On to the story!
//~// Thoughts
Pairing/s: so far, RanKen, SchuKen. (I support both! ^_^) There's more to
come, hopefully.
"Fujimiya," said the redhead.
"Okay, nice to meet you,. Fujimiya-san. I'm Ken. Hidaka Ken," Ken stuck out his hand and smiled cheerfully.
The redhead stared at his hand. "You want me to shake it?"
"Um. yes. But never mind. It doesn't matter if you do not want to," Ken replied withdrawing his hand. But surprisingly, the redhead, or rather, Fujimiya, (I'm tired of typing 'the redhead') took his hand and shook it so vigorously that Ken thought his arm was going to fly off.
//Ow. he's really strong. Ow.//
//I told you not to go near him, didn't I?// the voice came.
"Have you never shaken a hand before?" Ken asked, nursing his hand.
"Yes, actually, I have," Fujimiya replied flatly.
"Then? You don't shake people's hands till their arms fly off, do you?" Ken asked curiously.
"No. I'm not exactly very sociable," came the reply.
"Y-you aren't?" Ken asked. //Well, he sure doesn't look it.//
"No, I'm not," was the reply.
//He was before his sister got landed in the hospital. He became cold and very un-sociable after his sister was in a coma. All he could think was 'revenge, revenge, revenge'.// the voice came.
For once, Ken was surprised. He couldn't ignore the voice this time. //How the hell do you know so much about this guy?!//
//It's a secret, baby.//
"Um. Uh, Hidaka? Hidaka?" Fujimiya asked. "Earth calling Hidaka."
Ken got so lost in his thoughts that Fujimiya had to smack his head before he 'returned' to Earth. "Oh. sorry. Uh. you were calling me?"
"Next time, if we meet, you can call me Aya instead of Fujimiya," Fujimiya said.
"Okay. Until we meet again, Aya-san," Ken replied. "Until we meet again.
A small smile crept over Fujimiya's face. (Yes, I've still decided to call him Fujimiya)
//This is the first time I've seen him smile. He's got such a nice and sweet smile.//
"Hey, Fujimiya-san, you should smile more. You look cute when you smile," Ken told Fujimiya.
"Thanks," was the one-word reply from the still smiling redhead. "Hopefully, we'll meet up some other day."
"Okay, then. See you on the fateful day."
*~Three days later~*
"Ken-nii-san! Haiyaku, haiyaku! ([Trans: Faster, faster!] I'm not sure of the Japanese spelling.^^;;) Haiyaku! You're late!" a little boy is seen waving his hands over his head at Ken.
"I'm coming now!" Ken shouted back. Apparently, he was late for his coaching game.
"Ken-kun, could I talk to you for a moment?" Ken's boss asked him.
"Sure," Ken replied.
"Ken-kun, if you're going to be late next week, I'm sorry but we're going to have to get another coach. The parents aren't very happy with you. Please try to be on time next week," his boss, Akinami Sayonu, told him.
"Hai. I understand, Akinami-san. I'll try to come on time next week."
"Arigato, Ken-kun. The children are waiting for you now."
"I take my leave, then, Akinami-san. I'll see you some other time."
As Ken exited the office, he wondered if he really was going to leave, then where would he get another job? Kritiker wasn't paying him enough, so he got himself another job. Unless he could get Kritiker to increase his pay, which was likely impossible. His team members, Kudou Yohji, Tsukiyono Omi and Sanbika Kaiketsu (he replaces Aya) weren't really in the need of money. Sanbika Kaiketsu is a novelist, so he's got enough earnings. Tsukiyono Omi is still studying, so he can stay at the Koneko, since it's so near his school, Kudou Yohji is a bartender, so he gets loads of tips. (I made stuff up! ^_^) But Ken. as a coach, he doesn't earn much. If the parents like him, they give him tips. If they don't, nothing happens. And there's only one room at the Koneko.
"Ken-nii-san! Hayaku, hayaku!" shouted the little boy, Senru Hoshibudou.
"Coming Hoshibudou-kun!" Ken shouted back.
µÿµ
After a tiring day of coaching the kids, Ken would usually go straight home and soak himself in the bath, letting his skin get wrinkled. And he was planning to do so that day.
//Aya, how could a man be so beautiful?// Ken thought as he was walking home.
//Because he's like that. You've only looked at the outside, Ken. Wait till you see the inside. Be prepared, sweet one. You might cry. But don't cry your heart out, love, because you still have me if he leaves you.// came the voice.
"Ken! Ken! Over here!" Ken saw his so-called new friend sitting outside a coffee place (I'm not sure what to call it) drinking coffee and waving his hands at Ken.
//F-Fujimiya-san? What's he doing there? He's not very out-going, right?//
//He is quite confident of meeting you here. And he has.//
Ken walks towards Fujimiya and takes a seat opposite Fujimiya, depositing his wet, muddy and dirty ball into an empty seat.
"Fancy meeting you here, Fujimiya-san," Ken said.
"Aya. Not Fujimiya. Aya," the redhead replied.
"Okay, Aya-san. What're you doing here?" Ken questioned the now-called Aya.
"Do you coach kids in football?"
"Aa. you've heard, then?"
"No," was the flat reply.
"Then? How did you find out?"
"I have resources."
"Of course."
"Do you want to drink anything?"
"Uh. Ya, sure. Sprite please." (I'm not sure if they drink that in Japan, but it's my favourite drink)
~Two minutes later~
Ken and Aya are seen sipping their drinks silently.
"So, Aya-san, what are you working as?"
"I work as a newspaper reporter." (I know a lot of you will be like this: ^_^;;; or this: -_-;;;)
"Aa. so far, what are the reports?"
"If you read the newspapers, you will find out," was the simple reply.
"Okay. I won't ask anymore." *racks brain to think of more questions but doesn't show it* //Aha!//
//What now, Ken? It's not any stupid idea by any chance, is it?//
//Go away. And quit bothering me. I hate you, so get lost and get out of my mind.//
//Well, Kenken, it's my choice whether or not I want to leave, is it not?//
//No, it's not. Now leave.//
"What will you be reporting on next, then? Could you tell me? I would like to read you work. This is my contact number . Please call me and tell me. I await your call."
"Uh.. It's too. sudden, don't you think. I mean, too quick."
"Really? Oh..okay, then. Call me anytime you want." (*Smacks head* Sorry I had to make Ken such a dummy.)
"Uh.. OK, then. I'll call you once I get whatever I'm supposed to work on."
"Thank you! I'll be looking forward to reading your article, then!"
"Hn."
"Okay, I have to go back now."
"Aa. all right, I'll contact you once I get it."
"Thanks," Ken replied, winking. ~One day later~
Ken's handphone started ringing.
"Moshi moshi?"
"Ken-san, this is Aya. Just calling to inform you that my article can be found in the newspapers tomorrow."
"Oh. Okay, thanks!"
"No problem."
Ken hung up. He needed more money, seriously. Weiss was not getting any missions. If he does not pay his rent for next month, he probably would be kicked out.
His phone rang again. "Moshi moshi?"
"Weiss, meeting at the flower shop," a woman's voice said.
"Understood."
Picking up his bag, he got onto his motorcycle and sped off.
"There has been a new case which four men are sending in things into Tokyo. It is suspected that the substances are drugs. The four men are connected to the yakuza (Japanese gangsters)."
"Mission accepted?" Manx asked.
All of them nodded.
"Good. Keep a low profile. Mission is tomorrow night. The white hunters of tonight: hunt the dark beast of tomorrow (is that what Persia says? I'm no sure. Don't kill me)," the screen went black.
Manx handed them their information. Ken flipped through his copy and froze at the last person.
The name read "Fujimiya Aya".
~tbc (maybe)~
A/N: Dun dun dun!!! Don't worry, it won't end so fast. Unless someone tells me it sucks and end it quickly because he/she does not want to see it anymore. I kinda expect it, you know. Senru Hoshibudou, Akinami Sayonu and Sanbika Kaiketsu are my very own personal character, not to mention, my first few too. ^^;;; I doubt Akinami would be appearing anymore. He's supposed to be this extra person. I might make Senru appear more, though. Kaiketsu will definitely show up more. I'll tell you readers more in the following chapters.
Death Stopper: thanks for reviewing! And *yes, I *can* write. How do you think I have been living?! Thanks for the review, in any case. I think it's better if I take things one at a time. I don't want to write one fic after another. Sometimes I forget what I'm writing about and get everything screwed. You *should* have different pairings, you know./No comment on this review. -_-
F4girl: Hey! I got a new reviewer. New reviewer = new friend *huggles* anyway, thanks for reviewing. You'll find out more in the following chapters. ^______^
"Fujimiya," said the redhead.
"Okay, nice to meet you,. Fujimiya-san. I'm Ken. Hidaka Ken," Ken stuck out his hand and smiled cheerfully.
The redhead stared at his hand. "You want me to shake it?"
"Um. yes. But never mind. It doesn't matter if you do not want to," Ken replied withdrawing his hand. But surprisingly, the redhead, or rather, Fujimiya, (I'm tired of typing 'the redhead') took his hand and shook it so vigorously that Ken thought his arm was going to fly off.
//Ow. he's really strong. Ow.//
//I told you not to go near him, didn't I?// the voice came.
"Have you never shaken a hand before?" Ken asked, nursing his hand.
"Yes, actually, I have," Fujimiya replied flatly.
"Then? You don't shake people's hands till their arms fly off, do you?" Ken asked curiously.
"No. I'm not exactly very sociable," came the reply.
"Y-you aren't?" Ken asked. //Well, he sure doesn't look it.//
"No, I'm not," was the reply.
//He was before his sister got landed in the hospital. He became cold and very un-sociable after his sister was in a coma. All he could think was 'revenge, revenge, revenge'.// the voice came.
For once, Ken was surprised. He couldn't ignore the voice this time. //How the hell do you know so much about this guy?!//
//It's a secret, baby.//
"Um. Uh, Hidaka? Hidaka?" Fujimiya asked. "Earth calling Hidaka."
Ken got so lost in his thoughts that Fujimiya had to smack his head before he 'returned' to Earth. "Oh. sorry. Uh. you were calling me?"
"Next time, if we meet, you can call me Aya instead of Fujimiya," Fujimiya said.
"Okay. Until we meet again, Aya-san," Ken replied. "Until we meet again.
A small smile crept over Fujimiya's face. (Yes, I've still decided to call him Fujimiya)
//This is the first time I've seen him smile. He's got such a nice and sweet smile.//
"Hey, Fujimiya-san, you should smile more. You look cute when you smile," Ken told Fujimiya.
"Thanks," was the one-word reply from the still smiling redhead. "Hopefully, we'll meet up some other day."
"Okay, then. See you on the fateful day."
*~Three days later~*
"Ken-nii-san! Haiyaku, haiyaku! ([Trans: Faster, faster!] I'm not sure of the Japanese spelling.^^;;) Haiyaku! You're late!" a little boy is seen waving his hands over his head at Ken.
"I'm coming now!" Ken shouted back. Apparently, he was late for his coaching game.
"Ken-kun, could I talk to you for a moment?" Ken's boss asked him.
"Sure," Ken replied.
"Ken-kun, if you're going to be late next week, I'm sorry but we're going to have to get another coach. The parents aren't very happy with you. Please try to be on time next week," his boss, Akinami Sayonu, told him.
"Hai. I understand, Akinami-san. I'll try to come on time next week."
"Arigato, Ken-kun. The children are waiting for you now."
"I take my leave, then, Akinami-san. I'll see you some other time."
As Ken exited the office, he wondered if he really was going to leave, then where would he get another job? Kritiker wasn't paying him enough, so he got himself another job. Unless he could get Kritiker to increase his pay, which was likely impossible. His team members, Kudou Yohji, Tsukiyono Omi and Sanbika Kaiketsu (he replaces Aya) weren't really in the need of money. Sanbika Kaiketsu is a novelist, so he's got enough earnings. Tsukiyono Omi is still studying, so he can stay at the Koneko, since it's so near his school, Kudou Yohji is a bartender, so he gets loads of tips. (I made stuff up! ^_^) But Ken. as a coach, he doesn't earn much. If the parents like him, they give him tips. If they don't, nothing happens. And there's only one room at the Koneko.
"Ken-nii-san! Hayaku, hayaku!" shouted the little boy, Senru Hoshibudou.
"Coming Hoshibudou-kun!" Ken shouted back.
µÿµ
After a tiring day of coaching the kids, Ken would usually go straight home and soak himself in the bath, letting his skin get wrinkled. And he was planning to do so that day.
//Aya, how could a man be so beautiful?// Ken thought as he was walking home.
//Because he's like that. You've only looked at the outside, Ken. Wait till you see the inside. Be prepared, sweet one. You might cry. But don't cry your heart out, love, because you still have me if he leaves you.// came the voice.
"Ken! Ken! Over here!" Ken saw his so-called new friend sitting outside a coffee place (I'm not sure what to call it) drinking coffee and waving his hands at Ken.
//F-Fujimiya-san? What's he doing there? He's not very out-going, right?//
//He is quite confident of meeting you here. And he has.//
Ken walks towards Fujimiya and takes a seat opposite Fujimiya, depositing his wet, muddy and dirty ball into an empty seat.
"Fancy meeting you here, Fujimiya-san," Ken said.
"Aya. Not Fujimiya. Aya," the redhead replied.
"Okay, Aya-san. What're you doing here?" Ken questioned the now-called Aya.
"Do you coach kids in football?"
"Aa. you've heard, then?"
"No," was the flat reply.
"Then? How did you find out?"
"I have resources."
"Of course."
"Do you want to drink anything?"
"Uh. Ya, sure. Sprite please." (I'm not sure if they drink that in Japan, but it's my favourite drink)
~Two minutes later~
Ken and Aya are seen sipping their drinks silently.
"So, Aya-san, what are you working as?"
"I work as a newspaper reporter." (I know a lot of you will be like this: ^_^;;; or this: -_-;;;)
"Aa. so far, what are the reports?"
"If you read the newspapers, you will find out," was the simple reply.
"Okay. I won't ask anymore." *racks brain to think of more questions but doesn't show it* //Aha!//
//What now, Ken? It's not any stupid idea by any chance, is it?//
//Go away. And quit bothering me. I hate you, so get lost and get out of my mind.//
//Well, Kenken, it's my choice whether or not I want to leave, is it not?//
//No, it's not. Now leave.//
"What will you be reporting on next, then? Could you tell me? I would like to read you work. This is my contact number . Please call me and tell me. I await your call."
"Uh.. It's too. sudden, don't you think. I mean, too quick."
"Really? Oh..okay, then. Call me anytime you want." (*Smacks head* Sorry I had to make Ken such a dummy.)
"Uh.. OK, then. I'll call you once I get whatever I'm supposed to work on."
"Thank you! I'll be looking forward to reading your article, then!"
"Hn."
"Okay, I have to go back now."
"Aa. all right, I'll contact you once I get it."
"Thanks," Ken replied, winking. ~One day later~
Ken's handphone started ringing.
"Moshi moshi?"
"Ken-san, this is Aya. Just calling to inform you that my article can be found in the newspapers tomorrow."
"Oh. Okay, thanks!"
"No problem."
Ken hung up. He needed more money, seriously. Weiss was not getting any missions. If he does not pay his rent for next month, he probably would be kicked out.
His phone rang again. "Moshi moshi?"
"Weiss, meeting at the flower shop," a woman's voice said.
"Understood."
Picking up his bag, he got onto his motorcycle and sped off.
"There has been a new case which four men are sending in things into Tokyo. It is suspected that the substances are drugs. The four men are connected to the yakuza (Japanese gangsters)."
"Mission accepted?" Manx asked.
All of them nodded.
"Good. Keep a low profile. Mission is tomorrow night. The white hunters of tonight: hunt the dark beast of tomorrow (is that what Persia says? I'm no sure. Don't kill me)," the screen went black.
Manx handed them their information. Ken flipped through his copy and froze at the last person.
The name read "Fujimiya Aya".
~tbc (maybe)~
A/N: Dun dun dun!!! Don't worry, it won't end so fast. Unless someone tells me it sucks and end it quickly because he/she does not want to see it anymore. I kinda expect it, you know. Senru Hoshibudou, Akinami Sayonu and Sanbika Kaiketsu are my very own personal character, not to mention, my first few too. ^^;;; I doubt Akinami would be appearing anymore. He's supposed to be this extra person. I might make Senru appear more, though. Kaiketsu will definitely show up more. I'll tell you readers more in the following chapters.
Death Stopper: thanks for reviewing! And *yes, I *can* write. How do you think I have been living?! Thanks for the review, in any case. I think it's better if I take things one at a time. I don't want to write one fic after another. Sometimes I forget what I'm writing about and get everything screwed. You *should* have different pairings, you know./No comment on this review. -_-
F4girl: Hey! I got a new reviewer. New reviewer = new friend *huggles* anyway, thanks for reviewing. You'll find out more in the following chapters. ^______^