Disclaimer: don't own Nagi, Schuldig, Crawford, Farfarello, and the rest of the Weiss Kreuz series characters. They belong to... ahm, you know who.... I don't even own the "Sakoda-sensei", her name belong to my friends.

OK, I made some mistakes on the time table and maybe some of you will find it annoying. But, what's done is done... so just let it be. Please review.... ^_^

M Y F A M I L Y

Chapter I

The woman wrote on the white board, "My Family," she said in a serious tone to her students as the bell rang, "I want you to make a short essay to describe your family and the way you live. And we are going to present them next week at the parents' day."

All the students hurried out the class room. The bell was the only thing they waited for at the last session. Only one figure seemed moving slowly. The figure was a boy, dark brown hair and purple eyes. He moved toward the teacher who was just about to leave the room.

"Sakoda-sensei," the boy called as he stopped by the woman.

"Yes, Naoe," the woman turned to the boy. She flung a strand of blue-black hair from her face.

"My guardian will not be able to come at the parents' day," he said slowly.

Miss Sakoda smiled. //Poor boy// she said to herself. She liked the boy. Naoe Nagi was always quiet and polite, always calm in temper, and he was very intelligent too. It's such a shame that a little boy like him has to be an orphan since he was so young and had to live with a guardian, who was not even his relative. Living with a stranger, and not even as an adopted child. "And why can't your guardian come?"

Nagi lowered his head, "He had to go out of town for business matter."

"I see," said the teacher, "But I'm looking forward to meet your guardian. It's about time to talk about your future. You're going to be graduated from this school soon."

Nagi stayed in silence. It was not that Crawford could not come to school; it was HE who did not want anyone from the house to come.

"Well then," said the woman, snapping Nagi of from his day dream, "Why not I come to your place and talk to your guardian when he has time?"

Nagi's eyes widened, but he lowered his head even more. "I will ask him," he said then, "Thank you, Sakoda-sensei." He bowed and left the room, heading to his locker.


"I wonder what Naoe Nagi will write."

Nagi stopped frozen as he heard the voice from somewhere behind the rows of lockers.

Another voice came out, "He has no family, hasn't he?"

The first voiced, "But, Rika-chan, nobody knows about him, right?"

"I heard he's not even adopted," said a third voice, "I guess he was just taken because he is smart."

That's it, and Nagi decided to reveal himself and walked silently to his locker. He saw three of his classmates with the corner of his eyes. The three of them fell silent, pretending to be busy with their matters, but he knew that they still eyed him as he walked away.


He walked along with the crowd past several shops and stores. There were many high school and junior high school students walking about, still in their school uniforms. It was Friday, and there would be two days off for week end. Two days off from school, but that didn't mean days off for Nagi. Any jobs from SS, or Takatori, or Crawford, would have to be done as soon as possible, no matter what day it was.

"I can't wait for tomorrow, it will be my first date with Haruka." A group of boys, just the same age as him talked about their plan for the weekend, as the moving crowd stopped at the junction.

"What are you going to do, Shouta-kun?"

"My brother is going to play at some club, and he let me help him."

They laughed. Loud and happy. Something Nagi never (and would never) had, perhaps all of his life. He decided to distance a little bit from the boys. He felt insecure standing close to them. Luckily, the traffic light turned red, and the crowd moved again, making a cris-cross pattern at the junction. And Nagi felt as if he was walking backward when the others moved ever forward. He did not belong to them. He wished he did.

As Nagi reached the high-rise apartment building, he hurried taking himself away from the crowd, hiding himself in the elevator that took him up to the highest level of the building, back to his 'home'. A sanctuary from the others, a sanctuary from life. A place where he could hide himself.

"Tadaima!" he tried to say it loud, but his voice faltered as he knew nobody would answer him. The house was not empty then. He knew. Schuldig must be in the living room watching TV and Farfarello must be in his room, but they just didn't have the culture saying so when they come home. They were from different countries, different cultures. Even Crawford, who understood Japanese culture better, never answered "Okaerinasai".
"You're home," Schuldig murmured without turning his head from the TV.

Nagi didn't answer. He walked straight to his room, passing Crawford who was coming out of his working room, asking, "How's the school, Nagi?"

Still the fifteen year old didn't want to answer. He kept on walking and locked himself in his room. He dropped his bag down to the floor and moved slowly to his bed. Half asleep, he could still hear Crawford and Schuldig talking.

"What is wrong with Nagi?" Crawford asked in a curious tone.

"I don't know. Why don't you just ask him?"

"He's very… quiet."

A lazy nasal voice answered, "He IS always quiet. If you want an ever-happy kid, why don't you just take Bombay? He would cheer this house."

And even… Nagi felt distanced from the others.


Those purple eyes watched as Crawford gave his order to the other Schwarz members. Another duty at weekend. All he needed to do was hacking the computer system and let Schuldig and Farfarello do the dirty job. Crawford would be somewhere else, attending some Jigen's social party as Takatori Reiji's bodyguard.
"Nagi! Can you do it, Nagi?" Crawford's grim voice brought him back to reality.

"Uh... oh... h-hai!" Nagi stuttered.

"You didn't pay attention!" Crawford shouted at him.

Nagi lowered his face. He knew too well that Crawford hated flaws, and he always wanted everything to be perfect. Expect no failures.

"OK, let's get the move on!" Crawford clapped his hands to hurry the others.

Schuldig and Farfarello went down to fetch Schuldig's car and went to another part of the town. Nagi stood and walked his way to the space room. A narrow room, painted black with thousands of small yellow lamps installed on the wall, giving the room an outer space aura.

"You have fifteen minutes to work it out before Schuldig and Farfarello arrived there," Brad said. He took out his gun and checked it carefully before placing it back behind his suit. "Don't forget to eye Schuldig and Farfarello. Make sure he gained enough information from Matsuyama before they kill him."

The boy only nodded to the man. Just as he reached the door the man called again, "Nagi," the American said, "I don't care what you're doing, as long as it doesn't distract your job."

The answer came as another nod.


Really, he always tried so hard to separate his personal and professional lives. Even when it came to Tot. He was angry when Farfarello killed her, and even became more disappointed when the other three left him alone carrying that Fujimiya Aya. But then again, he came back to them because he had no one else to turn to. Not even Tot, whom after being brought back to life, disappeared into thin air and never found again. Maybe she had found another 'papa'…. Who knows? He wanted to know….

He shook his head to throw away his thoughts and turned on the computer. Thank goodness that Crawford couldn't read his mind, and he was good enough to shield himself from Schuldig.

A message popped up on the screen. "You've got mail!"

Nagi pushed the pointer to open the mail and read. It was an e-mail for Crawford from Sakoda-sensei asking if she could meet him to discuss about Nagi's future. Crawford became Nagi's guardian for legal matters, including school. But there was something that Sakoda-sensei did not know; all e-mails would have to pass Nagi's eyes before they reach the other Schwarz.

Nagi simply hit the reply button and e-mailed his teacher saying that Crawford would not be able to arrange any meeting in a short time due to his hectic schedule. And yet, Crawford's schedule was really hectic. Nagi curled a faint smile before signing the e-mail with "Brad Crawford" and hit the send button. After another pop-up message saying that the e-mail had been delivered came out, he deleted Sakoda-sensei's e-mail.

//It's already decided anyway// he thought to himself, //I will go to the best high school available, and then serve all my life to Schwarz … but not to stupid Takatori and SS.//

He looked at the watch displayed at the bottom right corner of his screen and realized that he had spent nearly seven minutes to reply the e-mail. He hurried placing his both hands on the keys and mouse and started to work. It took him no time to finish his job.

And at least he didn't have to face Brad Crawford if the mission failed.


Nagi opened another window on his screen and checked out what Schuldig and Farfarello was doing. It was such a nice thing that there was something called security camera. And it was the fact that security cameras were not as secured as they were called. And with those, Nagi could sneak to see what others were doing without being seen.

//Checking out on us, Nagi?// Schuldig's said through his head.

//I'm only doing what I have to do.//

//Spying on us?//

//Making sure you do what you were told. Crawford said that you two are almost impossible.//

//Tja… Did Crawford say that? I feel soooo honored. Ch, Crawford doesn't believe in anyone except in himself.//

//Just do what you have to do, Schuldig.//

//Watch me!//

Nagi saw at the screen that Schuldig turned his head to one of the cameras and grinned. Farfarello didn't seem to care what his partner was doing, he was busy looking around to see if he could kill anyone.

It was almost ritual. Each time the two of them went to kill, Schuldig always grinned to the camera and waved before he started his mission. Farfarello was always aware and seemed to kill anything that moves. And the way they kill was perhaps the most painful way of slaying a person could ever imagine. They tortured both body and mind, and their victims would die insane.

Schuldig would first twist the brain. Twisting and turning all the truth and lies all together. Making them not really sure what they were doing, whether they were right or wrong. It was Nagi's job to make sure that Schuldig did not get carried away by its victims. That was why he always accessed the security system to watch them. You just couldn't count on a lunatic to keep another one sane.

And as Schuldig playing with the dough of the mind, Farfarello would torture the body. First he would make scratches on the face, and down to the body. Stabbing and squeezing blood from his victim, but keeping the victim alive and conscious. He would rite some certain part of The Book or prayer as he killed. And as blood flooded on the floor, he would lick the iron taste of the fluid.

Nagi usually enjoyed the scene he saw. It was nice to see someone asked for help, but nobody listened. It felt like making his inner revenge. A vengeance from a child abandoned by the society, and anger caressed by hatred. But tonight he would rather turn his face away from the screen. His thought swam to his essay. //Is this what I am going to write?//

And he wished he had been a non-existence entity….

-to be contiued-