Disclaimers: I do not own Weiss Kreuz, or any of its respective characters.
So please don't sue me, I don't have any money.
This story is also written as a continuation of NekoSandy's "Fractured Futures Trilogy" and is written with her permission, so for the love of mercy don't harass me for using the original characters that appeared in her story.
A New Dawn Emerges. Part fourteen.
"So you're a distant cousin of Neko, err, I mean Jason?"
Schuldig lets his vision momentarily fall to the small blonde girl that asked the question, Koneko wasn't it? "Yes, I heard that he was going to be in this area. So I just had to see him."
In his peripheral vision he can see the girl shift around in her seat to look back at Yohji, a few strong mental suggestions make her see him sleeping peacefully, instead of bound and gagged. Her mind had practically offered up the suggestion of Schuldig being a distant family member, and it made some kind of twisted logic. After all, according to the information in the girl's mind, the kid has at least one fourth german blood.
Twisting around again, Koneko is sitting forward in the passenger seat and attentively watching the passing scenery. A low throbbing headache dances across her mind, after effect of the overload. Without a second thought Koneko brings a small pill case from her purse, takes a small white pill out and starts sucking on it.
An eyebrow twitches when Schuldig sees the amount of pills the girl is carrying with her. He only managed to see a few, but there were at least a few blue and white capsules, white tablets, ivory half pills. . . "You carrying a pharmacy in there?"
"Huh? Oh, you mean these?" Koneko asks as she holds the pill case in plain sight. "Everything in here is prescribed for me by my doctor." A small sad smile settles in place at the memory of a visit to her latest doctor, followed by a quiet voice echoing the same question that she had asked the specialist . . . 'I'm going to have to take these for the rest of my life, aren't I?'
Reaching over, Schu ruffles her hair, "kid, s'okay, I just was commenting that you had a lot of pills there. You just want to make sure that you are never caught without your medication."
Parking the car (legally, the girl would have a fit if otherwise), Schuldig walks Koneko into the hotel . . .
A little while and mental manipulation later, he walks back out carrying Yohji's drag-a-long. Laughing at the memory of how the girl had actually meowed when one of her friends had dragged her into a headlock, relieved to see her well, and also worried about Neko. As soon as the questioning started, the attention was turned to him when he was introduced as 'Jason's' cousin. Nice group of kids.
Popping the trunk, he pitches the suitcase in the back of the car.
"Schuschu!"
What the?
Looking back, he sees Koneko dashing out of the hotel carrying a small yellow package. "Schuschu," breathlessly she catches up to him on short little legs. "For when Neko wake up. This is good coffee," she says handing the coffee packet over, "at least is better than coffee from flower shop people."
Taking the coffee, Schuldig is surprised when the girl leans in quickly and gives him a small peck on the cheek. What the heck was that?! Nothing in her mind had even hinted that she would do such a thing. Okay Yohji, that is one thing you are going to have to explain. Shutting the trunk, he goes over and transfers the unconscious bundle from the back seat of the car to the passenger seat and buckles him securely in.
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It's way past visiting hours, but the nurses don't say anything as Noir moves past them. He's a regular visitor at all hours and all the nurses have seen him by now. Noir tries to show up to see his nephew at least once a day, though work won't always allow for that.
Walking into the room, Noir notes that the nurses have been watering the flowers for him. Looking at the bed, Nate still hasn't made any response since the accident. A pang of guilt stabs at Adrian's heart, I was the one driving, it should be me there and not you. . . you are just a kid, just like Erik. Neither of you did anything to deserve what happened to you.
Picking up a children's book from the table, he begins to read aloud, letting his clear voice resonate through the room and spilling into the hallways where the nurses give slight pause to think about the doll of a man that visits the child everyday.
Later one of the nurses on night shift walks into the room carrying a blanket. He fell asleep here again. Carefully she drapes the blanket over the sleeping man and steps back. Leaning forward she pulls a lock of hair out of his face and then goes back to attend the unmoving form of the child. The child who cannot even breathe on his own, what kind of life is that? Where you cannot laugh or feel the sunlight on your skin . . .But the, what kind of life is it when the last person you care for is trapped within their own body?
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Omi is about to get on his bike to leave the cemetery when he sees an expensive black BMW pull up near him, right under a no parking sign. "Bombay, get in the car."
"Schuldig!" Taking a hesitant step back, Omi looks at the red-haired German apprehensively. Last time they met Schuldig had helped save them, what is he up to now? The sound of a gun cocking calls Omi's full attention back to the driver of the car.
"I told you to get in the car or I kill your little boyfriend here." A muffled complaint is heard when the nozzle of a fully loaded gun gets pushed under Yohji's chin; forcing his head back and accentuating the sensuous neck line.
Opening the car door, Omi climbs into the backseat. "He is not my boyfriend."
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Okay, this is the first time that I put a response to review at the end of a ficcie. . . but what the hey, there is only one at the moment.
Gale, you are the second person to request this turning into a Brad+Schu/Yohji. The first person to request it was Nekosandy. As for Erik, basically he looks like Schuldig at age 5, only he has green hair and golden eyes instead of red hair and green eyes (okay, anime schu has blue eyes, but mine has green eyes.).
This story is also written as a continuation of NekoSandy's "Fractured Futures Trilogy" and is written with her permission, so for the love of mercy don't harass me for using the original characters that appeared in her story.
A New Dawn Emerges. Part fourteen.
"So you're a distant cousin of Neko, err, I mean Jason?"
Schuldig lets his vision momentarily fall to the small blonde girl that asked the question, Koneko wasn't it? "Yes, I heard that he was going to be in this area. So I just had to see him."
In his peripheral vision he can see the girl shift around in her seat to look back at Yohji, a few strong mental suggestions make her see him sleeping peacefully, instead of bound and gagged. Her mind had practically offered up the suggestion of Schuldig being a distant family member, and it made some kind of twisted logic. After all, according to the information in the girl's mind, the kid has at least one fourth german blood.
Twisting around again, Koneko is sitting forward in the passenger seat and attentively watching the passing scenery. A low throbbing headache dances across her mind, after effect of the overload. Without a second thought Koneko brings a small pill case from her purse, takes a small white pill out and starts sucking on it.
An eyebrow twitches when Schuldig sees the amount of pills the girl is carrying with her. He only managed to see a few, but there were at least a few blue and white capsules, white tablets, ivory half pills. . . "You carrying a pharmacy in there?"
"Huh? Oh, you mean these?" Koneko asks as she holds the pill case in plain sight. "Everything in here is prescribed for me by my doctor." A small sad smile settles in place at the memory of a visit to her latest doctor, followed by a quiet voice echoing the same question that she had asked the specialist . . . 'I'm going to have to take these for the rest of my life, aren't I?'
Reaching over, Schu ruffles her hair, "kid, s'okay, I just was commenting that you had a lot of pills there. You just want to make sure that you are never caught without your medication."
Parking the car (legally, the girl would have a fit if otherwise), Schuldig walks Koneko into the hotel . . .
A little while and mental manipulation later, he walks back out carrying Yohji's drag-a-long. Laughing at the memory of how the girl had actually meowed when one of her friends had dragged her into a headlock, relieved to see her well, and also worried about Neko. As soon as the questioning started, the attention was turned to him when he was introduced as 'Jason's' cousin. Nice group of kids.
Popping the trunk, he pitches the suitcase in the back of the car.
"Schuschu!"
What the?
Looking back, he sees Koneko dashing out of the hotel carrying a small yellow package. "Schuschu," breathlessly she catches up to him on short little legs. "For when Neko wake up. This is good coffee," she says handing the coffee packet over, "at least is better than coffee from flower shop people."
Taking the coffee, Schuldig is surprised when the girl leans in quickly and gives him a small peck on the cheek. What the heck was that?! Nothing in her mind had even hinted that she would do such a thing. Okay Yohji, that is one thing you are going to have to explain. Shutting the trunk, he goes over and transfers the unconscious bundle from the back seat of the car to the passenger seat and buckles him securely in.
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It's way past visiting hours, but the nurses don't say anything as Noir moves past them. He's a regular visitor at all hours and all the nurses have seen him by now. Noir tries to show up to see his nephew at least once a day, though work won't always allow for that.
Walking into the room, Noir notes that the nurses have been watering the flowers for him. Looking at the bed, Nate still hasn't made any response since the accident. A pang of guilt stabs at Adrian's heart, I was the one driving, it should be me there and not you. . . you are just a kid, just like Erik. Neither of you did anything to deserve what happened to you.
Picking up a children's book from the table, he begins to read aloud, letting his clear voice resonate through the room and spilling into the hallways where the nurses give slight pause to think about the doll of a man that visits the child everyday.
Later one of the nurses on night shift walks into the room carrying a blanket. He fell asleep here again. Carefully she drapes the blanket over the sleeping man and steps back. Leaning forward she pulls a lock of hair out of his face and then goes back to attend the unmoving form of the child. The child who cannot even breathe on his own, what kind of life is that? Where you cannot laugh or feel the sunlight on your skin . . .But the, what kind of life is it when the last person you care for is trapped within their own body?
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Omi is about to get on his bike to leave the cemetery when he sees an expensive black BMW pull up near him, right under a no parking sign. "Bombay, get in the car."
"Schuldig!" Taking a hesitant step back, Omi looks at the red-haired German apprehensively. Last time they met Schuldig had helped save them, what is he up to now? The sound of a gun cocking calls Omi's full attention back to the driver of the car.
"I told you to get in the car or I kill your little boyfriend here." A muffled complaint is heard when the nozzle of a fully loaded gun gets pushed under Yohji's chin; forcing his head back and accentuating the sensuous neck line.
Opening the car door, Omi climbs into the backseat. "He is not my boyfriend."
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Okay, this is the first time that I put a response to review at the end of a ficcie. . . but what the hey, there is only one at the moment.
Gale, you are the second person to request this turning into a Brad+Schu/Yohji. The first person to request it was Nekosandy. As for Erik, basically he looks like Schuldig at age 5, only he has green hair and golden eyes instead of red hair and green eyes (okay, anime schu has blue eyes, but mine has green eyes.).