What Does It Take
A Weiss Kreuz Fan-Fic
CH. 1
"Wanted"
Four girls stood outside the building. None seemed to belong together there. One was tall and sullen-looking. Another was even taller, wearing platform shoes to emphasize it, and seemed to be off in a different world. One wore an ankle-length sundress and hat, and seemed quite dismayed. The last was extremely young; her hair was braided down her back, and in her arm sat a stuffed, pink rabbit.
Seeming quite out if place, they stood there, waiting for the doors to open so that they could escapes the drizzle that dampened their beings. Finally, the steel door scraped open inward and the four went in. Five minutes later, they came out and parted ways.
Vanadise caught a taxi and headed for the church. She paid the driver and entered her refuge, taking off her hat as she did. Her footsteps echoed in the cavernous room as she headed for her confession.
She shut the door and sat down.
"Forgive me, father, for I have sinned."
"What have you done, my child?" Came the deep voice from the other side.
"I have killed again."
***
Four boys sat in a living room, one was watching TV and eating cereal in his pajamas, one sat in the corner, glimpsing through the morning paper, morning light glinting off of his earring as he mumbled the headlines to himself, the playboy was sleeping in an armchair, while the last was flipping through the final pages of a sci-fi novel.
"Armed Robbery kills Two.Famous Actress Pregnant.Kellogg's Computer System Hacked." Aya glimpsed at the headlines, not noticing that Omi was now staring at the cereal he had been eating, wondering if it was safe or not.
Youji grunted and flung an arm out, hitting Ken's book out of his hands, as he settled again. Ken dove for his book and flipped it back open to his page, before sitting in a safer seat, across the room from Youji.
Aya put the paper down and stood up, stretching. He pulled on his jacket and went outside. He climbed into his convertible and drove down the street, bored out of his mind. Eventually, he turned around and went back home.
As soon as he had turned onto his street though, he could tell he wasn't going to be bored for much longer. Shouts and bangs were coming from the house, Aya knew that Youji had finally woken up again.
He pulled the key out of the ignition and went in through the back door. Youji was sitting on the floor of the kitchen, eating several-months- old tofu straight from the container. Empty containers were scattered all about him, licked clean of their very last crumb.
Ken came towards him, red in the face and carrying a garbage bag.
"Don't bother taking off your coat. We need to go shopping."
They passed Omi, poking at his Frosted Flakes, wondering if they were all right on their way out. Aya hopped back into the drivers seat and started up the car while Ken tossed the bag into the trashcan.
He wiped his hands on his pants and sat in the passenger seat, next to Aya. They drove off down the street, Ken sticking a mixed CD into the stereo.
I have wandered far and wide For something real something to die for But I have found you and you do not see All that is me all that is true
I am more than you will see, I am more than you will need I am more that you will see, More than wanted
As you float the flimsy surface You should know life lies beneath it Don't pretend you feel what I feel for you Live illusion and I am real
I am more than you will see, I am more than you will need I am more than you will see, More than wanted
I know, I know you like the way You feel when I play I know, I know you don't really Hear what I say I know, I know you are waiting For something real I know, I know you wish you could be More than you say
I have wandered far and wide For something real something to die for But I have found you and you do not see All that is me all that is true
I am more than you will see, I am more than you will need I am more than you will see, More than wanted
More than you'll love, more than you'll hate More than you'll hold, more than wanted More than you'll crave, more than you'll cherish More than you'll have, more than wanted
(Vanessa Carlton, "Wanted")
***
Rie walked down the street to her motor scooter. She pulled on a helmet as she straddled it. She stuck her key into the ignition and drove away, $2,000 richer, her hair bellowing behind her, as if it were a banner of triumph.
Mei strode meekly down the sidewalk, money hidden away within the rabbit she clutched. She felt the passer-byer's eyes skim over her and she shied away from them. Eventually, she reached a bus stop and stood in under the awning of a restaurant, awaiting the vehicle.
Eve brushed a strand of purple hair out of her face as she tucked the money away within her trench coat. Then, she walked down the street to her car. She climbed into the black BMW Z4 and drove off, hood up to protect her from the dreary rain.
The entire world seemed black and white. The sky was grey, the car was black, and there, standing beneath a restaurant awning was the white of innocence, Mei.
Eve pulled over and rolled down the window. "Hop in, girl! We don't want you to get sick! We've still got some good use for you!"
Mei gave a small smile and went around to the passenger side. She quickly got in and smiled, "Thanks, Eve."
"Sure. Do you wanna come back to my place?"
"OK, its not like there's anything to go home too."
Eve pulled onto the busy street again, and headed for her apartment.
When they reached it, Eve pulled out a magnetic key and opened the entrance to the lobby. Mei followed her into the elevator and up to the fortieth floor. They walked down the hall, passing numbers 311, 313, and finally got to 315. Eve used another key and opened her own door.
The three walls were painted a light grey and the fourth wall was all windows. A black leather sofa and chairs sat around a glass coffee table. Eve tossed her keys on the table.
"Take a seat. You want a drink?"
"Sure," said the slightly timid fifteen-year-old as she lowered herself into the chair.
"OK, what do you want?"
She thought for a moment, "Do you have any hot chocolate?"
Eve laughed, "I'll see." She went into the kitchen and Mei looked about.
Black and white photos of skyscrapers were along one wall. On another were photos of the same type, but of lonely scenes, an empty, still tire swing, a solitary bridge crossing a stream, and in between those two, a picture of a crying woman in a trench coat, standing by a wall of windows.
***
Aya and Ken pulled up to the house, the entire trunk of the car near to bursting with bags. They climbed out and popped the trunk open. Each grabbed several bags and entered the house, almost dropping their load as they did so.
Omi was now dressed and had not touched the Frosted Flakes, in fact, they still sat on the couch.
The two entered the kitchen, which was still in disarray. They kicked boxes and plastic containers out of the way as they walked through and set their bags in the counter. Omi came in, curious to see what was going on.
"Hey guys, whadjoo get?"
The elder boys looked up at him, then Ken spoke, "We got groceries, start putting them away while we get the rest."
Omi nodded obediently and moved towards the bags as the others went for more. After ten more trips to the car, they had everything. It took another hour, if not longer, to put everything away.
As Ken picked up the last bag and tossed the last empty tofu container into it he asked, "So, where is the glutton?"
"Asleep." Replied Omi. "He complained about being starving for an hour before he finally went though."
Aya rolled his eyes, "Well, I haven't eaten anything all day, and I don't think you trust those Frosted Flakes, so, how about we go out for something."
Omi smiled, "OK! But what about Youji?"
Ken said, "There's enough here to keep him satisfied for an hour or two while we're gone."
The three of them went out to Aya's car. Omi called shotgun and sat next to Aya, while Ken sat in the back.
They rolled off down the street, trying to decide where to eat.
***
Vanadise walked to the apartment that she and the other member's of her assassin group, Black Valentine, when they wished to stay there, though they all had other homes as well. Hardly ever were all four staying there at once. Usually it was just Mei and, or, Rie.
At the moment though, it was empty.
Mei must still be on the bus.
Vanadise went into her bedroom, turned on the radio, and slept.
***
Rie pulled up to the apartment building with her motor scooter and hopped off, pulling the helmet off of her head as she did so. She shook out her long hair and entered the building, waving to the lobby manager as she did. She stepped into Black Valentine's communal apartment, expecting to find Mei watching TV or surfing the Net.
Instead, she found Van's music, playing softly, while she slept, still completely dressed.
Rie walked into the kitchen, wondering what they had to eat.
Eve came out of the kitchen with a mug of hot chocolate for Mei and some coffee for herself. She handed her young teammate her drink as she sat down on the couch.
"So.Were you heading for the apartment?"
"Yeah."
"Why don't you ever go home anymore?"
"I don't want to talk about it."
"OK," Eve took a sip of her coffee and set it down. "You hungry?"
"Sort of." Mei took a sip and set her mug down.
"Well, do you want to go out, order out, get room service, or test my cooking 'skills'?"
"I don't care, what ever you want. I'm sure its way better than my own cooking!"
Eve laughed, it was one of the few times she was ever comfortable enough to do so since it happened. The day that he.
She stood up and went over to the phone. "I'm gonna call room service up. There's a menu on the counter in the kitchen."
Mei went into the kitchen and found the menu, it was the only spark of color in the enormous, yet empty, stainless steel cavern. She flipped open the burgundy menu and looked through, but nothing made sense.
"Uh.Eve?" She called out, "What language is this?"
Eve came in and looked at her, "Oh! Sorry! It's in French! How 'bout I just order us a pizza?"
"That's good."
"OK then."
Eve went back out to the living room and ordered them an extra cheese pizza.
***
Youji woke up and climbed out of bed, grabbing a shirt on his way to the kitchen. He pulled it on, but left it unbuttoned, as he opened the fridge.
Holy crap! Did they buy enough?! Even I won't eat this much!
He pulled out a microwave Mac & Cheese and stuck it in to heat up.
I wonder where the heck the guys are.Oh well! More food for me!
He pulled a Pepsi out of the fridge and opened it, draining it in one gulp.
The microwave beeped and he reached for his food.
A Weiss Kreuz Fan-Fic
CH. 1
"Wanted"
Four girls stood outside the building. None seemed to belong together there. One was tall and sullen-looking. Another was even taller, wearing platform shoes to emphasize it, and seemed to be off in a different world. One wore an ankle-length sundress and hat, and seemed quite dismayed. The last was extremely young; her hair was braided down her back, and in her arm sat a stuffed, pink rabbit.
Seeming quite out if place, they stood there, waiting for the doors to open so that they could escapes the drizzle that dampened their beings. Finally, the steel door scraped open inward and the four went in. Five minutes later, they came out and parted ways.
Vanadise caught a taxi and headed for the church. She paid the driver and entered her refuge, taking off her hat as she did. Her footsteps echoed in the cavernous room as she headed for her confession.
She shut the door and sat down.
"Forgive me, father, for I have sinned."
"What have you done, my child?" Came the deep voice from the other side.
"I have killed again."
***
Four boys sat in a living room, one was watching TV and eating cereal in his pajamas, one sat in the corner, glimpsing through the morning paper, morning light glinting off of his earring as he mumbled the headlines to himself, the playboy was sleeping in an armchair, while the last was flipping through the final pages of a sci-fi novel.
"Armed Robbery kills Two.Famous Actress Pregnant.Kellogg's Computer System Hacked." Aya glimpsed at the headlines, not noticing that Omi was now staring at the cereal he had been eating, wondering if it was safe or not.
Youji grunted and flung an arm out, hitting Ken's book out of his hands, as he settled again. Ken dove for his book and flipped it back open to his page, before sitting in a safer seat, across the room from Youji.
Aya put the paper down and stood up, stretching. He pulled on his jacket and went outside. He climbed into his convertible and drove down the street, bored out of his mind. Eventually, he turned around and went back home.
As soon as he had turned onto his street though, he could tell he wasn't going to be bored for much longer. Shouts and bangs were coming from the house, Aya knew that Youji had finally woken up again.
He pulled the key out of the ignition and went in through the back door. Youji was sitting on the floor of the kitchen, eating several-months- old tofu straight from the container. Empty containers were scattered all about him, licked clean of their very last crumb.
Ken came towards him, red in the face and carrying a garbage bag.
"Don't bother taking off your coat. We need to go shopping."
They passed Omi, poking at his Frosted Flakes, wondering if they were all right on their way out. Aya hopped back into the drivers seat and started up the car while Ken tossed the bag into the trashcan.
He wiped his hands on his pants and sat in the passenger seat, next to Aya. They drove off down the street, Ken sticking a mixed CD into the stereo.
I have wandered far and wide For something real something to die for But I have found you and you do not see All that is me all that is true
I am more than you will see, I am more than you will need I am more that you will see, More than wanted
As you float the flimsy surface You should know life lies beneath it Don't pretend you feel what I feel for you Live illusion and I am real
I am more than you will see, I am more than you will need I am more than you will see, More than wanted
I know, I know you like the way You feel when I play I know, I know you don't really Hear what I say I know, I know you are waiting For something real I know, I know you wish you could be More than you say
I have wandered far and wide For something real something to die for But I have found you and you do not see All that is me all that is true
I am more than you will see, I am more than you will need I am more than you will see, More than wanted
More than you'll love, more than you'll hate More than you'll hold, more than wanted More than you'll crave, more than you'll cherish More than you'll have, more than wanted
(Vanessa Carlton, "Wanted")
***
Rie walked down the street to her motor scooter. She pulled on a helmet as she straddled it. She stuck her key into the ignition and drove away, $2,000 richer, her hair bellowing behind her, as if it were a banner of triumph.
Mei strode meekly down the sidewalk, money hidden away within the rabbit she clutched. She felt the passer-byer's eyes skim over her and she shied away from them. Eventually, she reached a bus stop and stood in under the awning of a restaurant, awaiting the vehicle.
Eve brushed a strand of purple hair out of her face as she tucked the money away within her trench coat. Then, she walked down the street to her car. She climbed into the black BMW Z4 and drove off, hood up to protect her from the dreary rain.
The entire world seemed black and white. The sky was grey, the car was black, and there, standing beneath a restaurant awning was the white of innocence, Mei.
Eve pulled over and rolled down the window. "Hop in, girl! We don't want you to get sick! We've still got some good use for you!"
Mei gave a small smile and went around to the passenger side. She quickly got in and smiled, "Thanks, Eve."
"Sure. Do you wanna come back to my place?"
"OK, its not like there's anything to go home too."
Eve pulled onto the busy street again, and headed for her apartment.
When they reached it, Eve pulled out a magnetic key and opened the entrance to the lobby. Mei followed her into the elevator and up to the fortieth floor. They walked down the hall, passing numbers 311, 313, and finally got to 315. Eve used another key and opened her own door.
The three walls were painted a light grey and the fourth wall was all windows. A black leather sofa and chairs sat around a glass coffee table. Eve tossed her keys on the table.
"Take a seat. You want a drink?"
"Sure," said the slightly timid fifteen-year-old as she lowered herself into the chair.
"OK, what do you want?"
She thought for a moment, "Do you have any hot chocolate?"
Eve laughed, "I'll see." She went into the kitchen and Mei looked about.
Black and white photos of skyscrapers were along one wall. On another were photos of the same type, but of lonely scenes, an empty, still tire swing, a solitary bridge crossing a stream, and in between those two, a picture of a crying woman in a trench coat, standing by a wall of windows.
***
Aya and Ken pulled up to the house, the entire trunk of the car near to bursting with bags. They climbed out and popped the trunk open. Each grabbed several bags and entered the house, almost dropping their load as they did so.
Omi was now dressed and had not touched the Frosted Flakes, in fact, they still sat on the couch.
The two entered the kitchen, which was still in disarray. They kicked boxes and plastic containers out of the way as they walked through and set their bags in the counter. Omi came in, curious to see what was going on.
"Hey guys, whadjoo get?"
The elder boys looked up at him, then Ken spoke, "We got groceries, start putting them away while we get the rest."
Omi nodded obediently and moved towards the bags as the others went for more. After ten more trips to the car, they had everything. It took another hour, if not longer, to put everything away.
As Ken picked up the last bag and tossed the last empty tofu container into it he asked, "So, where is the glutton?"
"Asleep." Replied Omi. "He complained about being starving for an hour before he finally went though."
Aya rolled his eyes, "Well, I haven't eaten anything all day, and I don't think you trust those Frosted Flakes, so, how about we go out for something."
Omi smiled, "OK! But what about Youji?"
Ken said, "There's enough here to keep him satisfied for an hour or two while we're gone."
The three of them went out to Aya's car. Omi called shotgun and sat next to Aya, while Ken sat in the back.
They rolled off down the street, trying to decide where to eat.
***
Vanadise walked to the apartment that she and the other member's of her assassin group, Black Valentine, when they wished to stay there, though they all had other homes as well. Hardly ever were all four staying there at once. Usually it was just Mei and, or, Rie.
At the moment though, it was empty.
Mei must still be on the bus.
Vanadise went into her bedroom, turned on the radio, and slept.
***
Rie pulled up to the apartment building with her motor scooter and hopped off, pulling the helmet off of her head as she did so. She shook out her long hair and entered the building, waving to the lobby manager as she did. She stepped into Black Valentine's communal apartment, expecting to find Mei watching TV or surfing the Net.
Instead, she found Van's music, playing softly, while she slept, still completely dressed.
Rie walked into the kitchen, wondering what they had to eat.
Eve came out of the kitchen with a mug of hot chocolate for Mei and some coffee for herself. She handed her young teammate her drink as she sat down on the couch.
"So.Were you heading for the apartment?"
"Yeah."
"Why don't you ever go home anymore?"
"I don't want to talk about it."
"OK," Eve took a sip of her coffee and set it down. "You hungry?"
"Sort of." Mei took a sip and set her mug down.
"Well, do you want to go out, order out, get room service, or test my cooking 'skills'?"
"I don't care, what ever you want. I'm sure its way better than my own cooking!"
Eve laughed, it was one of the few times she was ever comfortable enough to do so since it happened. The day that he.
She stood up and went over to the phone. "I'm gonna call room service up. There's a menu on the counter in the kitchen."
Mei went into the kitchen and found the menu, it was the only spark of color in the enormous, yet empty, stainless steel cavern. She flipped open the burgundy menu and looked through, but nothing made sense.
"Uh.Eve?" She called out, "What language is this?"
Eve came in and looked at her, "Oh! Sorry! It's in French! How 'bout I just order us a pizza?"
"That's good."
"OK then."
Eve went back out to the living room and ordered them an extra cheese pizza.
***
Youji woke up and climbed out of bed, grabbing a shirt on his way to the kitchen. He pulled it on, but left it unbuttoned, as he opened the fridge.
Holy crap! Did they buy enough?! Even I won't eat this much!
He pulled out a microwave Mac & Cheese and stuck it in to heat up.
I wonder where the heck the guys are.Oh well! More food for me!
He pulled a Pepsi out of the fridge and opened it, draining it in one gulp.
The microwave beeped and he reached for his food.