A Love before Time
Chapter 7- Revival
Weiss once again suited up and made way to where they had planned to meet Schwarz. They had sent a letter stating that they wanted an all out fight with them at the Murasaki Park at 2:00 a.m. A time where they would least be interrupted. But Omi would not go with them. He insisted that he go to Este and free Tsashi. The other three Weiss could do nothing to persuade him.
Schwarz, too, readied themselves for an all out battle with the Weiss to commence in only a few short hours. Farfarello lie with Tsashi in his arms. He did not sleep, but let her slumber with her arms around him and his around her. Scheldich had earlier brought him the news.
Farfarello...the German had called to him telepathically.
What? Farfarello had replied testily.
We fight the kittens tonight. At two a.m. we will destroy them. Scheldich had cackled his nasal laugh.
Who will watch the lass? He had asked, not wanting to leave her side. Not even to fight for her to be his and his alone. He would rather say 'Fuck the world', and just lie with her forever.
There will be guards doubled around the entire building if the Weiss decide not to follow their own words.
Farfarello had slightly nodded, not that the German could actually see him. He looked at the woman he held. Nothing seemed more right. Tonight he would fight the Weiss, and this time he would not fight just because they were his enemy, no, he would fight because they were trying to take his woman.
The three oldest Weiss arrived at the park only a few minutes before the battle would commence. No sign of Schwarz. "Keep your guard up." Aya had told them.
A moment later four silhouettes appeared in the dim lighting that the few lamp posts had provided. The scene was perfect. Two deadly enemies would fight and hope that it would end there tonight. The dim lighting would make it difficult to make sure the attacks would inflict the damage they were meant to. Each man targeted his man. The end would come, somehow, someway, there would be death there at the park.
"The little Weiss is not here." Scheldich said surveying the scene. "Perhaps you really did kill him, Farf." He laughed.
"No. No I did not." Farfarello said. "Why is he not here? Does his word mean nothing to him? Where could he-He went after Tsashi!"
"Farfarello, calm down!" Crawford ordered. "There are double the guards placed by Este. There is at least two at each entrance and exit. There are four at each window and the door to her room. I made sure of it that no Weiss could get past. He is alone. He will be no harm." A glare flashed on Crawford's glasses from the dim lamppost giving him a sinister look as he smirked evilly and said, "I foresee death in Weiss' future..."
Farfarello glared at Crawford. He didn't know. Why would he care. He wouldn't let him keep her.
Omi crept up to the walls of Este. He scanned the area. The guards were doubled. After their little fiasco two days ago he wasn't surprised. At least not until he noticed that they were quadrupled around Tsashi's prison. How could he get past that many Este guards? And alone?
He quietly crept to where he could crouch low. He heard a guard marching toward where he was hiding in the shadow of the wall. Omi looked the guard over. He was not much taller than Omi, he was skinny and lanky. An idea struck Omi.
As the guard neared Omi, he jumped from the shadows and threw him to the ground. He snapped his neck and said an apology. He took the boy's uniform and dressed himself in it. He took the tray of food the boy had set down on the ground when he went to check who was hiding in the shadows and headed for Tsashi's room.
The guard at the door looked at him. "I brought food for the girl." Omi said in a matter of fact voice. The guard nodded and let him pass through the door. That was almost too easy, Omi thought. But there she was, lying sound asleep on the bed. Ken was right, there were no marks on her that could be seen.
She was wearing a white shirt that had no sleeves and a pair of cadet blue pants that he recognized as Nagi's extra schoolboy pants. Her hair was covering her face, but he was sure that she was okay. Omi walked up to where she lay and shook her gently. Tsashi moved slightly and groaned.
"Tsashi, wake up. It's me."
Tsashi sat up and looked at Omi. He smiled. They would go home together that night.
The battle had begun! Weiss had charged into the four Schwarz who had stood watching the three men run at them like barbarians. Farfarello lunged at Ken, the first to reach them. He had managed to get nicked on the arm by Ken's claws. Careless, Farfarello thought. He extended the blade of his dagger as he lunged again.
Aya moved towards Crawford. Or at least, he tried. The little telekinetic had put a shield around himself and his leader. Such dedication, Aya had thought.
Scheldich held his gun pointed at Yohji's head. You want to die, kitty, eh? He asked.
Yohji snarled, Not if you're what I have to look to put me out of my misery. Yohji had replied.
The German snarled at the blonde and fired the gun. We'll meet again in hell. Scheldich had promised.
Aya had made an attempt to attack at the telekinetic but the gunfire made him lose his concentration. Who had been shot? Yohji! No. He had let him down. This could not go unpunished! Aya would get revenge, for Aya, for Yohji, for all those who were innocent and killed by Schwarz's stupidity.
The telekinetic had also been distracted briefly. Aya had taken advantage of this and attacked. He struck the little Japanese boy and managed to leave a deep gash. Not one that would kill him, Aya couldn't kill a child, not even this child. He moved on to fight Crawford.
Crawford smiled his sinister smile and pointed the gun in his hand at Aya's head. A glare once again shone on his glasses so whatever he was expressing was lost in that evil light. Aya had stood there with his katana drawn. He was ready. Crawford fired. Aya dodged. Crawford cursed. Aya attacked. Crawford dodged and continued to move backwards.
"I'm sorry, Weiss. But I have to go make mince meat out of your little one." Crawford said. "Let's move." Crawford ordered.
Scheldich quickly grabbed the little telekinetic. Farfarello punched Ken in the stomach knocking the air out of him and ran back to where Crawford had called for him. They had won that battle, but it was not over. It was not over by far!
Omi brought Tsashi to the door. "Tsashi, I've missed you." He said. The look in his eyes made her feel weak. He kissed her and she couldn't move. He broke the kiss and said, "We must move."
She only nodded. Why did this feel right, but wrong at the same time? What was she doing? She was being 'rescued.' She knew that much. But from what? Yes, she had been kidnapped, but that didn't matter really, she didn't mind it any more.
Did Omi want her to come back to him...or was he just doing his job...?
Chapter 7- Revival
Weiss once again suited up and made way to where they had planned to meet Schwarz. They had sent a letter stating that they wanted an all out fight with them at the Murasaki Park at 2:00 a.m. A time where they would least be interrupted. But Omi would not go with them. He insisted that he go to Este and free Tsashi. The other three Weiss could do nothing to persuade him.
Schwarz, too, readied themselves for an all out battle with the Weiss to commence in only a few short hours. Farfarello lie with Tsashi in his arms. He did not sleep, but let her slumber with her arms around him and his around her. Scheldich had earlier brought him the news.
Farfarello...the German had called to him telepathically.
What? Farfarello had replied testily.
We fight the kittens tonight. At two a.m. we will destroy them. Scheldich had cackled his nasal laugh.
Who will watch the lass? He had asked, not wanting to leave her side. Not even to fight for her to be his and his alone. He would rather say 'Fuck the world', and just lie with her forever.
There will be guards doubled around the entire building if the Weiss decide not to follow their own words.
Farfarello had slightly nodded, not that the German could actually see him. He looked at the woman he held. Nothing seemed more right. Tonight he would fight the Weiss, and this time he would not fight just because they were his enemy, no, he would fight because they were trying to take his woman.
The three oldest Weiss arrived at the park only a few minutes before the battle would commence. No sign of Schwarz. "Keep your guard up." Aya had told them.
A moment later four silhouettes appeared in the dim lighting that the few lamp posts had provided. The scene was perfect. Two deadly enemies would fight and hope that it would end there tonight. The dim lighting would make it difficult to make sure the attacks would inflict the damage they were meant to. Each man targeted his man. The end would come, somehow, someway, there would be death there at the park.
"The little Weiss is not here." Scheldich said surveying the scene. "Perhaps you really did kill him, Farf." He laughed.
"No. No I did not." Farfarello said. "Why is he not here? Does his word mean nothing to him? Where could he-He went after Tsashi!"
"Farfarello, calm down!" Crawford ordered. "There are double the guards placed by Este. There is at least two at each entrance and exit. There are four at each window and the door to her room. I made sure of it that no Weiss could get past. He is alone. He will be no harm." A glare flashed on Crawford's glasses from the dim lamppost giving him a sinister look as he smirked evilly and said, "I foresee death in Weiss' future..."
Farfarello glared at Crawford. He didn't know. Why would he care. He wouldn't let him keep her.
Omi crept up to the walls of Este. He scanned the area. The guards were doubled. After their little fiasco two days ago he wasn't surprised. At least not until he noticed that they were quadrupled around Tsashi's prison. How could he get past that many Este guards? And alone?
He quietly crept to where he could crouch low. He heard a guard marching toward where he was hiding in the shadow of the wall. Omi looked the guard over. He was not much taller than Omi, he was skinny and lanky. An idea struck Omi.
As the guard neared Omi, he jumped from the shadows and threw him to the ground. He snapped his neck and said an apology. He took the boy's uniform and dressed himself in it. He took the tray of food the boy had set down on the ground when he went to check who was hiding in the shadows and headed for Tsashi's room.
The guard at the door looked at him. "I brought food for the girl." Omi said in a matter of fact voice. The guard nodded and let him pass through the door. That was almost too easy, Omi thought. But there she was, lying sound asleep on the bed. Ken was right, there were no marks on her that could be seen.
She was wearing a white shirt that had no sleeves and a pair of cadet blue pants that he recognized as Nagi's extra schoolboy pants. Her hair was covering her face, but he was sure that she was okay. Omi walked up to where she lay and shook her gently. Tsashi moved slightly and groaned.
"Tsashi, wake up. It's me."
Tsashi sat up and looked at Omi. He smiled. They would go home together that night.
The battle had begun! Weiss had charged into the four Schwarz who had stood watching the three men run at them like barbarians. Farfarello lunged at Ken, the first to reach them. He had managed to get nicked on the arm by Ken's claws. Careless, Farfarello thought. He extended the blade of his dagger as he lunged again.
Aya moved towards Crawford. Or at least, he tried. The little telekinetic had put a shield around himself and his leader. Such dedication, Aya had thought.
Scheldich held his gun pointed at Yohji's head. You want to die, kitty, eh? He asked.
Yohji snarled, Not if you're what I have to look to put me out of my misery. Yohji had replied.
The German snarled at the blonde and fired the gun. We'll meet again in hell. Scheldich had promised.
Aya had made an attempt to attack at the telekinetic but the gunfire made him lose his concentration. Who had been shot? Yohji! No. He had let him down. This could not go unpunished! Aya would get revenge, for Aya, for Yohji, for all those who were innocent and killed by Schwarz's stupidity.
The telekinetic had also been distracted briefly. Aya had taken advantage of this and attacked. He struck the little Japanese boy and managed to leave a deep gash. Not one that would kill him, Aya couldn't kill a child, not even this child. He moved on to fight Crawford.
Crawford smiled his sinister smile and pointed the gun in his hand at Aya's head. A glare once again shone on his glasses so whatever he was expressing was lost in that evil light. Aya had stood there with his katana drawn. He was ready. Crawford fired. Aya dodged. Crawford cursed. Aya attacked. Crawford dodged and continued to move backwards.
"I'm sorry, Weiss. But I have to go make mince meat out of your little one." Crawford said. "Let's move." Crawford ordered.
Scheldich quickly grabbed the little telekinetic. Farfarello punched Ken in the stomach knocking the air out of him and ran back to where Crawford had called for him. They had won that battle, but it was not over. It was not over by far!
Omi brought Tsashi to the door. "Tsashi, I've missed you." He said. The look in his eyes made her feel weak. He kissed her and she couldn't move. He broke the kiss and said, "We must move."
She only nodded. Why did this feel right, but wrong at the same time? What was she doing? She was being 'rescued.' She knew that much. But from what? Yes, she had been kidnapped, but that didn't matter really, she didn't mind it any more.
Did Omi want her to come back to him...or was he just doing his job...?