Here's the third installment of what I am calling Tres Anos Mas, which is really bad Spanish for Three Years Later. Its kind of what happened AFTER Weiss. Where did the boys all go, and what happened to them, yano? Of course, a good fanfic usually has some sort of action, and what are the weiss-boys famous for but action, so there HAD to be something in there to shake them up a bit. I'm gonna stop now, go ahead and read. -
As always, none of the characters (unless otherwise stated) belong to me. They all belong to Takehito Koyasu-sama, and the rest of the Weiss troupe, Shin'ichiro Miki, Seki Tomokazu, and Yuuki Hiro. Or is it Hiro Yuuki? I can never remember…. sweatdrops
Ken threw down his desk. "You want us to go up against OMI? HOW? For all we know, he could be a deranged murderer, running loose through China with a chainsaw in one hand and an axe in the other!"
Birman smiled by the images his words brought to mind. "I highly doubt that. What we know is that he's been hired by the remnants of Schwarz to take someone down. We don't know who, but we know where. We're not asking you to kill Omi, just to bring him back here. Three years he's been freelance, and no ones caught him yet. If he's allowed to continue in his...mission...he will be caught, and he will be executed."
Nagi stared at her. "Do you know this for absolute fact?"
Manx smiled at him coldly. "A little birdy told me."
At the same time, from the same airport, both newly assembled teams were preparing to fly out to the same destination. Leelia thought it was the funniest thing she'd ever seen.
"Star, do you see those people over there? No, don't tell Shimmer... Yes... They're the ones Braddy warned us about."
Kouri was content to sit silently and wait for the plane, and Omi was doing...something... so Star spoke freely.
"Those four? Are you CERTAIN?" She flickered over to them, catching the tall blonde by surprise.
"Hi there! I'm... Allie. What's your name? Where are you going?"
Yohji flashed her his best winning smile. "I'm Yohji. My friends and I are flying out for a little sight seeing. What about you, pretty lady?"
Alexa flirted. "Oh. Who are your friends?"
"That's Ken, Aya, and the dark brooding one is Nagi."
That caught her off guard. "Nagi? Naoe Nagi?"
"How'd you know?" He was beginning to think she was more than she'd first seemed. Something about her troubled him.
"Lucky guess. Listen, my flights leaving in a few minutes. I need to go. Nice meeting you, Yohji and Friends!" With that she trotted off back to Leelia, who was nearly crying with laughter.
"I can't believe you walked RIGHT up to them!" She giggled.
Omi frowned. "Right up to who? Are you causing trouble?" Kouri he'd dismissed, and Leelia was a flower - Alexa was a force of nature, one he didn't want to tangle with.
"No. But we saw the ones who will be opposite us on the opposite end of the lobby. I had to talk to one of them. It was just too tempting not to." Omi looked, and recognised his old team-mates.
"Would you look at that. I suppose Kritiker got them together?" Outwardly, he was the picture of calm. Inside, his emotions burned brighter than ever. He would have to go up against his former teammates? In battle? He'd kill them - he'd have to. But it would be the hardest thing he'd ever done. Snatching up a hat from the gift store, he piled his hair under it, and shrugged out of his coat. Leelia fair roared with laughter.
He made his way over to them, noting how they'd changed. Yohji's hair was shorter, and slightly darker, but he was still lean and attractive. Ken was still the same, at least outwardly. He still had a nice tan, and tossable brown hair. Aya was the most changed of them all, but then he'd kept tabs on the red-head from time to time, and this was no surprise. His hair was shorter, and he didn't glare so much. Probably the biggest difference was he smiled. A lot. There was a lanky stranger with them, one Ken talked to comfortably, so Omi assumed that he would be the 'Omi' of their new group. He was vaguely familiar, but as no faces came immediately to mind, Omi shrugged it off. Putting a large, disbelieving smile on his face, he rushed up to Aya.
"RAN FUJIMIYA!" He all but shrieked. "Don't you work in that flower shop! WOW! What an honor to be able to FINALLY meet you in person! I'm a big fan of yours!" He'd taken his old friend by surprise, but he clearly didn't remember him. Aya turned on him with a wide smile.
"Glad to hear it!" Omi turned, gasping melodramatically.
"And Hidaka Ken! The famous soccer player! I idolized you as a child! How wonderful to see you both here together!"
Omi was bending slightly in places, so as to appear shorter than he was, without seeming to. It worked. At his full height he'd be on par with Ken, nearing Aya's height. Bending, he seemed to be as short as he used to be.
Ken was preening, and Aya was smiling. Ah, how the years take their tolls. Omi grinned, and walked away, but not before thanking them profusely for their time. Some people were disgustingly easy to play. Alexa, and Leelia were rolling with laughter.
Kouri growled at him. "Leader or not, that does NOT give you the right to put the rest of us in jeopardy to play your little mind games with your old friends!"
Omi stared her down. "If I had thought for one moment that I, or any of you, would be endangered by my walking over to them, I wouldn't have done it. My first duty is my mission. Second, my team. They are my former team mates. You three are the only ones I need to watch out for any longer."
Nagi didn't like the rambunctious youth who'd fawned over them. There was something too... FAMILIAR about him, something that unsettled the telekinetic to no end. He said as much to Yohji.
"There was something not quite right about him. Did you notice how he hunched over? He's a lot taller than he let on. He was hiding something, and I don't like him. Now he's completely disappeared."
Yohji hadn't noticed that he was hunching, but trusted Manx's judgement enough to trust Nagi. "Look, there's a tall blonde over there with Allie, and two others. Just before he put that trench coat on, I could have sworn that he was wearing the same thing as our kid."
Aya nodded, agreeing. "He knows us from somewhere. The question IS, did any of us recognise him?"
Ken cleared his throat. "He.. uh... He kinda reminded me of Omittchi."
I've noticed that the chapters are getting progressively shorter.. I'm sorry, I'll try to do something about that.
All flames will be used to burn Nagi and Tot fanfics, before being fed to my fire-eating chocobo. Thanks. Constructive criticism welcome.
