Author: Kit6ss@juno.com (Hikari)
Hello again, sorry its been so long my computers on the fritz. OK, here's the deal, I've only seen the first episode of the OVA so I have no idea who's alive and who's not so I'm going to make it up. Basically all the Schawrtz members and also the Schrient members are all alive. But Omi's real dad isn't (I hope that wasn't a spoiler for anyone).
Disclaimer: None of the characters belong to me, excluding Kit of course, the rest belong to their respective owners.
Cross from the Past
Chapter Two:Join us
The first thing Aya felt was a slight throb in his head, but to his dismay it turned into a full throttle headache as he became more conscious .He let out a small groan and started thinking about calling out to Omi to fetch him some aspirin. Omi.....the events of the night before hit him like a freight train at high speed, not well for a person with a serious headache. Images of fighting Ken flashes threw his sore skull followed by the image of a girl. The girl that had taken him down.
Aya's eyes snapped open as he attempted to sit up, only to be forced back down by the fierce pain in his head that was only matched by the burning in his side. Taking a couple deep breaths he carefully opened his eyes again only to see an unfamiliar ceiling. He ran a hand carefully down his side to connect with a thick bandage. So someone had taken him from the park and bandaged him. The crimson haired assassin sighed and turned to better see the room around him. His wondering eyes landed on a still form and he had to constrain himself to hold back the gasped that threatened to escape his lips.
The room around him was normal enough with its polished hardwood floors and starch white walls, the room actually was quite plain to him. What caught his attention the most was the bed a few feet to his left, there was nothing really special about the bed itself, what interested him the most was the people lying on it at the moment. The bed was only a double so it didn't really have enough room for the two slumbering boys on top of it. Aya's eyes narrowed at the sight of Ken and Omi right in front of him, lying there with too long limbs hanging over the sides. If his assumption was correct Yoji was probably lying on the other side.
Slowly with the ease of a cat Aya reached around to grab his Katana. He groped through the various bedding around him only to find it was not there. Of course, he thought sarcastically, I wouldn't leave my weapon anywhere near me either with these two so close. The scarlet man attempted to rise again, muscled strained at the effort, until he was finally standing. Slowly he slid to the slightly ajar wooden door only to stop in surprise at the sound of voices coming from the next room over. An eyebrow quirked, a very unlike Aya gesture, he recognized 2 of the voices, recognized them very well. Leaning against the hard wooden doorframe Aya decided to stay put and listen to the heated conversation outside.
1 Hour Ago
Beep....Beep. Kit looked up from wrapping Omi's left arm, which was covered with long thin scratches. Standing up she padded lightly to the computer in the other room. Awaiting her on the screen was the return message from Manx.
Have sent an agent over, will arrive soon. –Manx
Kit scratched her head and leaned back with a sigh. So they had tracked down where she was just by an e-mail. That's Manx for you. With a look to the door to make sure it was locked Kit returned to tending her patients. She quietly entered the bedroom and carefully stepped over the prone crimson-haired man on the floor. She stopped halfway, leaving herself almost straddling him and looked down at his up and down, taking note of everything from his messing hair to his hard leather boots. Sweeping back up his long muscled legs she stopped to gaze at the slim sword that she had placed beside him. With a raised eyebrow she grabbed for it, to her surprise Aya chose that moment to shift position, he kicked out, sideswiping Kit's left leg making her unstable. She fell, twisting so not to land on the man but ended up hitting the wall and sliding down it. On impact with the carpet she cracked an eye open cautiously in case she had woken the man up, to her surprise she ended up landing just a few inches away from each other but not touching, so close that she could feel his warm breath on her face.
Shaking crazy thoughts out of her head Kit slowly inched down the wall toward the door. As soon as she was far enough away she stood and dusted of her clothes nervously, that encounter was to close for her comfort. Casting still nervous eyes around the room she realized she had just probably wasted a lot of time. Feeling very foolish, something she didn't like in the least, she reached down and grabbed the sword and defiantly tossed it out the door and into the hall where it hit the wall with a loud thunk.
Why in the world did she get so worked up? Kit shook her head in frustration and decided the best thing to do was finish up the boy on the bed before the agent got there. With a final look at the man on the floor she got back to work.
5 minutes before Aya woke up.
The doorbell rang and Kit ran to answer it, hoping it hadn't woken up the guys in the other room. She reached the door and yanked it open, hoping to surprise the person on the other side. The door flung open and Kit raised her gun, pointing to whatever might be out there. To her surprise no one was there. In this situation normal people would have stepped out the door and probably would have gotten their head shot off. As a trained assassin Kit knew better, instead she jumped and rolled out into the hall, praying for luck she spun to the left and aim to the spot to the right of her door. Or to be exact at the thin woman who stood brandishing her own gun at the open door. Kit breathed a sigh of relief as she rose, gun still trained on the woman in question. Her breath rattled out of her chest, she knew she was lucky, if she had turned the other way she'd be the one staring down the barrel of a loaded gun.
The woman in front of her didn't look very impressive; if anything to Kit she looked more like a secretary.
"Drop your gun, turn to me and state your business now." Kit heard herself say the ice-cold words but like always they didn't feel like they came from her. She watched carefully as the woman dropped her gun to the floor unceremoniously and slowly turned to face her, her high-heeled shoes clicked on the cold floor.
"I'm Burma, Manx sent me to talk with you," Burma said carefully as she examined the girl in front of her. She never expected the assassin to be this young. She's a little older than Omi probably she mused. "We need to talk about the kittens under your care at the moment."
Kit slowly lowered her gun, gray eyes never leaving Burma's face, looking for the slightest movement to show any betrayal. With a grunt and sharp turn of the head toward the open door she walked back into the apartment, expecting the woman to follow on her own accord.
5 minutes after Aya woke up
Ken rolled over sleepily only to hit a soft wall. Not sure what was in his bed he carefully opened his eyes to unfamiliar surroundings. He blinked a couple of times as the blurry images focused into the picture of a clean white bedroom lit by a small lamp. Stifling a groan he shifted to see what had blocked him from rolling over on to see Omi lying beside him. The younger boy seemed almost to be hiding under the fluffy white blanket; the one arm that stuck out was heavily bandaged.
Ken flexed his hand only to feel stiff pain and the rough fabric that encased it. Silently he was about to rise when he noticed the person leaning against the doorframe. Aya's back was to him and Ken guessed he hadn't heard the soccer players awakening. Looking carefully, Ken noticed Aya was also sporting bandaged in various places.
Wait, why am I just sitting here staring at the guy who tried to kill me?! Ken thought furiously to himself, that bastard had forsaken Omi and him and now he was only a couple of feet away.
Without thinking Ken slowly slipped out of the soft bed, and stepped right onto the sleeping playboy on the floor. Who, not to Kens surprise woke immediately and first looked around in confusion then up at the boy who had stepped on him. Ken watched with startled brown eyes as Yoji's eyes widened in surprise then narrowed in anger. Oh fucking shit, was all Ken could think before he was tackled to the floor.
Back to Kit and Burma (you get the idea)
Kit sat in the swivel chair for the computer, Burma sat on the couch, the two women just stared at each other.....This has been going on for 5 minutes. Kit was getting really annoyed.
"Your wasting my time you know." She stated, hiding her annoyance behind her calm mask that always stayed in place. Burma raised an eyebrow and shrugged.
"Manx was surprised you contacted her, she thought you were died."
"Yeah well I was surprised to find a group of men fighting to the death in a public park."
"That can be explained, two of them disobeyed orders and put their feelings before the mission, they had to be erased."
Kit scoffed at the woman before her, how easily she could talk about setting these men against each other. "So because these men didn't want to give up their humanity to you they have to be killed?" At that she smirked cruelly at the woman who was staring hard at her.
"You people never change, getting rid of the trash huh? You could never understand what those boys probably went through last night; I'll be surprised if they ever want to help you again. Will you still have them be enemies? If I didn't step in they'd all be dead you know."
"We will not retract the mission."
"What?!"
"There is one way they can be saved though..........."
Crash! Thump! Crash!
Damn! Someone woke up! Kit jumped up and raced toward the bedroom, she could hear Burma jump up and follow her. Reaching the door she was met with a state of insanity. Rolling around the floor she saw Ken, Yoji, and Aya, limbs were tangled and wild curses were being yelled. The only one not in the fight was Omi; he was sleepily sitting on the bed staring in horror at the men on the floor.
"Yoji hold him down!" Aya yelled trying to untangle himself. Omi jumped up and winched at his injuries pulled at him, but he would not let them double-team Ken. Kit saw that the boy on the bed was about to jump into the fray.
"Grab the boy!" She yelled to Burma hoping that the older woman would not try to kill the boy in the process; she had to trust this woman, for now. She had bigger things to worry about; at this rate all her work to heal them would be in vain. Finding no clear way to stop the situation she decided to just jump right in.
Yoji 's turn
He was trying to wrestle Ken to the ground so that Aya could get a clear shot in but in the close quarters it was impossible. Right now he was on top of both men holding on desperately to Ken's wrist. Then suddenly something soft fell on him and in turn he fell on the two under him, successfully squashing them into submission for the moment. Before he could figure out what was going on someone had hooked both his arms behind his back and was dragging him away from Aya and Ken. He craned his head around to see his captor. To his surprise he came eye to eye with a pair of very cold eyes, so cold they seemed to freeze him in place.
After she dragged him unwilling across the room she let go and grabbed his chin roughly and wrenched his head around. Her soft hand held him firmly as she locked gazes with him. "You move one inch and I'll kill you myself."
"Yes Ma'am." Was all the started playboy could say as he watched the long-legged teenager return to the still tumbling fight. He took a quick sidelong glance at the bed wondering why Omi had not joined in the fight when he spotted Burma pinning the poor teen to the bed, almost flattening him. Lucky dog he thought, oh well, he would just lean back and see what happened, to bad he didn't have a cigarette.
Kit decided the next thing to do would have to be getting in between the two fighting men. Not an easy feat, she sighed and deciding jumping right in would have to do again. Pulling a hand through her hair she removed the 2 daggers that were usually hidden there. Time to go.
She jumped on top of the brown haired man who seemed to be in control at the moment and slid to the side. Feeling the momentary weight on his back he looked up confused and Kit slid to the other side of the boys carefully placing 1 sharp edge of the dagger to the base of the crimson- haired mans throat. Even though he was currently pinned down she didn't need him to jump and ruin her plan. When the brown haired man turned back to look at the man below him he was met with the feeling of cold, hard steel against his throat. Kit watched as his eyes widened at the sight of her and she moved the dagger slightly, cutting into his skin till blood flowed just as a warning.
"Stop this immediately or I'll kill you both right now."
"Go ahead and kill them then, they'll be dead in the end anyway." That was Burma, Kit heard her but didn't turn her head for fear the men would do something stupid.
"That is unless you do something for us." Continued Burma, her voice took a superior tone, it pissed Kit off.
"And what would that be?" Kit replied acidly.
"Join us, and save their lives."
Kit narrowed her eyes in contempt. Above her Ken gulped. Kit's thoughts raced, yes and she be trapped, no and the boys would die. Damn, she cursed herself and her traitorous heart again. Maybe one of these days she would learn.... Then again probably not.
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Well that's it for this chapter. I know it was kind of crazy with all the character switching but I really wanted to get a lot of different views. I'm also sorry if the characters are a little out of character.
I really really really need some reviews please. Hello......Hello...Hello...(echo). Has anyone even bothered to read this poor fanfic? I need some help people due to the fact I just sit down and write this without thinking first.
In the next chapter some of Kit's past gets revealed, but only some and she has to work where... the flower shop!!! Can this bred assassin handle it?
Hello again, sorry its been so long my computers on the fritz. OK, here's the deal, I've only seen the first episode of the OVA so I have no idea who's alive and who's not so I'm going to make it up. Basically all the Schawrtz members and also the Schrient members are all alive. But Omi's real dad isn't (I hope that wasn't a spoiler for anyone).
Disclaimer: None of the characters belong to me, excluding Kit of course, the rest belong to their respective owners.
Cross from the Past
Chapter Two:Join us
The first thing Aya felt was a slight throb in his head, but to his dismay it turned into a full throttle headache as he became more conscious .He let out a small groan and started thinking about calling out to Omi to fetch him some aspirin. Omi.....the events of the night before hit him like a freight train at high speed, not well for a person with a serious headache. Images of fighting Ken flashes threw his sore skull followed by the image of a girl. The girl that had taken him down.
Aya's eyes snapped open as he attempted to sit up, only to be forced back down by the fierce pain in his head that was only matched by the burning in his side. Taking a couple deep breaths he carefully opened his eyes again only to see an unfamiliar ceiling. He ran a hand carefully down his side to connect with a thick bandage. So someone had taken him from the park and bandaged him. The crimson haired assassin sighed and turned to better see the room around him. His wondering eyes landed on a still form and he had to constrain himself to hold back the gasped that threatened to escape his lips.
The room around him was normal enough with its polished hardwood floors and starch white walls, the room actually was quite plain to him. What caught his attention the most was the bed a few feet to his left, there was nothing really special about the bed itself, what interested him the most was the people lying on it at the moment. The bed was only a double so it didn't really have enough room for the two slumbering boys on top of it. Aya's eyes narrowed at the sight of Ken and Omi right in front of him, lying there with too long limbs hanging over the sides. If his assumption was correct Yoji was probably lying on the other side.
Slowly with the ease of a cat Aya reached around to grab his Katana. He groped through the various bedding around him only to find it was not there. Of course, he thought sarcastically, I wouldn't leave my weapon anywhere near me either with these two so close. The scarlet man attempted to rise again, muscled strained at the effort, until he was finally standing. Slowly he slid to the slightly ajar wooden door only to stop in surprise at the sound of voices coming from the next room over. An eyebrow quirked, a very unlike Aya gesture, he recognized 2 of the voices, recognized them very well. Leaning against the hard wooden doorframe Aya decided to stay put and listen to the heated conversation outside.
1 Hour Ago
Beep....Beep. Kit looked up from wrapping Omi's left arm, which was covered with long thin scratches. Standing up she padded lightly to the computer in the other room. Awaiting her on the screen was the return message from Manx.
Have sent an agent over, will arrive soon. –Manx
Kit scratched her head and leaned back with a sigh. So they had tracked down where she was just by an e-mail. That's Manx for you. With a look to the door to make sure it was locked Kit returned to tending her patients. She quietly entered the bedroom and carefully stepped over the prone crimson-haired man on the floor. She stopped halfway, leaving herself almost straddling him and looked down at his up and down, taking note of everything from his messing hair to his hard leather boots. Sweeping back up his long muscled legs she stopped to gaze at the slim sword that she had placed beside him. With a raised eyebrow she grabbed for it, to her surprise Aya chose that moment to shift position, he kicked out, sideswiping Kit's left leg making her unstable. She fell, twisting so not to land on the man but ended up hitting the wall and sliding down it. On impact with the carpet she cracked an eye open cautiously in case she had woken the man up, to her surprise she ended up landing just a few inches away from each other but not touching, so close that she could feel his warm breath on her face.
Shaking crazy thoughts out of her head Kit slowly inched down the wall toward the door. As soon as she was far enough away she stood and dusted of her clothes nervously, that encounter was to close for her comfort. Casting still nervous eyes around the room she realized she had just probably wasted a lot of time. Feeling very foolish, something she didn't like in the least, she reached down and grabbed the sword and defiantly tossed it out the door and into the hall where it hit the wall with a loud thunk.
Why in the world did she get so worked up? Kit shook her head in frustration and decided the best thing to do was finish up the boy on the bed before the agent got there. With a final look at the man on the floor she got back to work.
5 minutes before Aya woke up.
The doorbell rang and Kit ran to answer it, hoping it hadn't woken up the guys in the other room. She reached the door and yanked it open, hoping to surprise the person on the other side. The door flung open and Kit raised her gun, pointing to whatever might be out there. To her surprise no one was there. In this situation normal people would have stepped out the door and probably would have gotten their head shot off. As a trained assassin Kit knew better, instead she jumped and rolled out into the hall, praying for luck she spun to the left and aim to the spot to the right of her door. Or to be exact at the thin woman who stood brandishing her own gun at the open door. Kit breathed a sigh of relief as she rose, gun still trained on the woman in question. Her breath rattled out of her chest, she knew she was lucky, if she had turned the other way she'd be the one staring down the barrel of a loaded gun.
The woman in front of her didn't look very impressive; if anything to Kit she looked more like a secretary.
"Drop your gun, turn to me and state your business now." Kit heard herself say the ice-cold words but like always they didn't feel like they came from her. She watched carefully as the woman dropped her gun to the floor unceremoniously and slowly turned to face her, her high-heeled shoes clicked on the cold floor.
"I'm Burma, Manx sent me to talk with you," Burma said carefully as she examined the girl in front of her. She never expected the assassin to be this young. She's a little older than Omi probably she mused. "We need to talk about the kittens under your care at the moment."
Kit slowly lowered her gun, gray eyes never leaving Burma's face, looking for the slightest movement to show any betrayal. With a grunt and sharp turn of the head toward the open door she walked back into the apartment, expecting the woman to follow on her own accord.
5 minutes after Aya woke up
Ken rolled over sleepily only to hit a soft wall. Not sure what was in his bed he carefully opened his eyes to unfamiliar surroundings. He blinked a couple of times as the blurry images focused into the picture of a clean white bedroom lit by a small lamp. Stifling a groan he shifted to see what had blocked him from rolling over on to see Omi lying beside him. The younger boy seemed almost to be hiding under the fluffy white blanket; the one arm that stuck out was heavily bandaged.
Ken flexed his hand only to feel stiff pain and the rough fabric that encased it. Silently he was about to rise when he noticed the person leaning against the doorframe. Aya's back was to him and Ken guessed he hadn't heard the soccer players awakening. Looking carefully, Ken noticed Aya was also sporting bandaged in various places.
Wait, why am I just sitting here staring at the guy who tried to kill me?! Ken thought furiously to himself, that bastard had forsaken Omi and him and now he was only a couple of feet away.
Without thinking Ken slowly slipped out of the soft bed, and stepped right onto the sleeping playboy on the floor. Who, not to Kens surprise woke immediately and first looked around in confusion then up at the boy who had stepped on him. Ken watched with startled brown eyes as Yoji's eyes widened in surprise then narrowed in anger. Oh fucking shit, was all Ken could think before he was tackled to the floor.
Back to Kit and Burma (you get the idea)
Kit sat in the swivel chair for the computer, Burma sat on the couch, the two women just stared at each other.....This has been going on for 5 minutes. Kit was getting really annoyed.
"Your wasting my time you know." She stated, hiding her annoyance behind her calm mask that always stayed in place. Burma raised an eyebrow and shrugged.
"Manx was surprised you contacted her, she thought you were died."
"Yeah well I was surprised to find a group of men fighting to the death in a public park."
"That can be explained, two of them disobeyed orders and put their feelings before the mission, they had to be erased."
Kit scoffed at the woman before her, how easily she could talk about setting these men against each other. "So because these men didn't want to give up their humanity to you they have to be killed?" At that she smirked cruelly at the woman who was staring hard at her.
"You people never change, getting rid of the trash huh? You could never understand what those boys probably went through last night; I'll be surprised if they ever want to help you again. Will you still have them be enemies? If I didn't step in they'd all be dead you know."
"We will not retract the mission."
"What?!"
"There is one way they can be saved though..........."
Crash! Thump! Crash!
Damn! Someone woke up! Kit jumped up and raced toward the bedroom, she could hear Burma jump up and follow her. Reaching the door she was met with a state of insanity. Rolling around the floor she saw Ken, Yoji, and Aya, limbs were tangled and wild curses were being yelled. The only one not in the fight was Omi; he was sleepily sitting on the bed staring in horror at the men on the floor.
"Yoji hold him down!" Aya yelled trying to untangle himself. Omi jumped up and winched at his injuries pulled at him, but he would not let them double-team Ken. Kit saw that the boy on the bed was about to jump into the fray.
"Grab the boy!" She yelled to Burma hoping that the older woman would not try to kill the boy in the process; she had to trust this woman, for now. She had bigger things to worry about; at this rate all her work to heal them would be in vain. Finding no clear way to stop the situation she decided to just jump right in.
Yoji 's turn
He was trying to wrestle Ken to the ground so that Aya could get a clear shot in but in the close quarters it was impossible. Right now he was on top of both men holding on desperately to Ken's wrist. Then suddenly something soft fell on him and in turn he fell on the two under him, successfully squashing them into submission for the moment. Before he could figure out what was going on someone had hooked both his arms behind his back and was dragging him away from Aya and Ken. He craned his head around to see his captor. To his surprise he came eye to eye with a pair of very cold eyes, so cold they seemed to freeze him in place.
After she dragged him unwilling across the room she let go and grabbed his chin roughly and wrenched his head around. Her soft hand held him firmly as she locked gazes with him. "You move one inch and I'll kill you myself."
"Yes Ma'am." Was all the started playboy could say as he watched the long-legged teenager return to the still tumbling fight. He took a quick sidelong glance at the bed wondering why Omi had not joined in the fight when he spotted Burma pinning the poor teen to the bed, almost flattening him. Lucky dog he thought, oh well, he would just lean back and see what happened, to bad he didn't have a cigarette.
Kit decided the next thing to do would have to be getting in between the two fighting men. Not an easy feat, she sighed and deciding jumping right in would have to do again. Pulling a hand through her hair she removed the 2 daggers that were usually hidden there. Time to go.
She jumped on top of the brown haired man who seemed to be in control at the moment and slid to the side. Feeling the momentary weight on his back he looked up confused and Kit slid to the other side of the boys carefully placing 1 sharp edge of the dagger to the base of the crimson- haired mans throat. Even though he was currently pinned down she didn't need him to jump and ruin her plan. When the brown haired man turned back to look at the man below him he was met with the feeling of cold, hard steel against his throat. Kit watched as his eyes widened at the sight of her and she moved the dagger slightly, cutting into his skin till blood flowed just as a warning.
"Stop this immediately or I'll kill you both right now."
"Go ahead and kill them then, they'll be dead in the end anyway." That was Burma, Kit heard her but didn't turn her head for fear the men would do something stupid.
"That is unless you do something for us." Continued Burma, her voice took a superior tone, it pissed Kit off.
"And what would that be?" Kit replied acidly.
"Join us, and save their lives."
Kit narrowed her eyes in contempt. Above her Ken gulped. Kit's thoughts raced, yes and she be trapped, no and the boys would die. Damn, she cursed herself and her traitorous heart again. Maybe one of these days she would learn.... Then again probably not.
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Well that's it for this chapter. I know it was kind of crazy with all the character switching but I really wanted to get a lot of different views. I'm also sorry if the characters are a little out of character.
I really really really need some reviews please. Hello......Hello...Hello...(echo). Has anyone even bothered to read this poor fanfic? I need some help people due to the fact I just sit down and write this without thinking first.
In the next chapter some of Kit's past gets revealed, but only some and she has to work where... the flower shop!!! Can this bred assassin handle it?