Hiya everyone! I'm back! And ready to write, despite the fact
that I'm supposed to be working on my A-levels, but who cares?
I'm on a creative streak right now.
Anyway, here's the next chapter for anyone who likes reading this.
And as for the disclaimer, does anyone actually think that I, a 17
year old teenage girl with the attention span of a gnat, would own
such a great series as Weiss Kreuz or Black Cat? If I did, the boys
would be going at it like rabbits, Train would be the ultimate
fighter, and Yohji and Schu would be wandering around in dark green
leather. Skin-tight leather.
Warnings: Yaoi, some spoilers, OOCness, angst, maybe some language,
Schu/Yohji, Train/Sven, and if there are any couples you want for
the others, let me know.
Reply to reviews:
Brennend: Yeah, I know it was a bit heavy on the sap, but it's
what I like. Just remind me if it starts getting so sappy that
your teeth begin to rot, to add more angst. Thanks for your Review!
Miss J: I agree with you, S/Y is the best. I still don't know which
I prefer to be dominant, I usually imagine them having bets or
competitions to decide who is on top.
Misura: Don't worry, the others will appear soon. I'm glad I not
going too OOC with Yohji or Schu, but who can tell how they will
react. I never know how I would react most of the time. '
Rohanonn: Really! What's the other one?
Genki no Kitsune: Here you go. Better late than never. I guess
you can now call off those assassins!
Ukyo! Here we go! (Damn addictive Chrissy Sky stories. I really
shouldn't read them so much!)
Cats In The Night, Chapter One.
It was a quiet peaceful afternoon in Base 41, somewhere in the UK.
A small girl with long blond hair sat on one of the chairs that
were in the living room. She sat listening to the quiet sound of
the flute and violin duet that was coming from the stereo in the
corner. Relishing the peace, she turned the page of the book she
was holding, smiling gently as she entered the world of her
imagination, where all her favourite characters roamed. So absorbed
was she that she did not notice the hurricane heading her way…
CRASH
"Hey Evie! Where's Sven?"
Hurricane Train had arrived. Waving a briefcase around like a flag,
he stood in the doorway, his infamous grin upon his face. The
brunette sweeper, former assassin, and all-round top gunman scanned
the room as he walked in. He stopped upon hearing a noise that sounded
like a deflated balloon come from behind him. Sweat-dropping slightly,
Train turned to see his lover, partner and everything in between…
currently squashed against the wall, due to the entrance of a bundle of
misfortune called Train.
"Eh-heh. Ooops."
"So the rumour's true then?"
"It seems so."
"The question is…"
"…How can we profit from this?"
"More importantly, how can this help Esset?"
"Contact Schwartz. I'd like to speak with this… Train Heartnet."
"Sir, we have a problem…"
"What is it?"
"It seems the Black Cat has been sighted in the UK."
"The Black… I thought he died!"
"It seems not, Sir. It gets worse."
"What?"
"He was spotted here in Tokyo about six months ago, and sources say
he met up with Balinese."
"Balinese!? Was this before or after his recent behaviour?"
"Before."
"Hmm. Black Cat is a danger to this organisation, both to us and to
Weiss. Tell Weiss that they have a mission. We need to neutralise
Black Cat immediately!"
"What about Balinese?"
"He's become a wild card recently. I'm afraid that he's
too much of a security risk now, but he can be useful in other
ways. Manx, you know what to do."
"Yes, Persian-sama."