Bakabasher: Disclaimer I do not own Weiss Kreuz...if i did i wouldn't be talking to you losers...

Pyroiceprince: wacks her on the head Lesson one about getting people to reviwe... DO NOT INSULT THEM!


Sometimes if Schuldig closes his eyes and concentrates hard enough he can push out all the voices. Then he imagine that's he's with Yohji. He can feel the warmth of Yohji's body pressed against him. He can practically Smell the cologne Yohji always wears. That it's him flicking soapsuds at Yohji. That's it him curled up next to Yohji's warm body. His lungs pounding and demanding oxygen Schuldig finally gives up and takes a deep breath and gives up on the fantasy.

I'm sure you're only dreaming

You're only juggling with my mind

While I feel more and more like screaming

For the scar you left behind

Every year on Valentine's Day the same thing happens, Brad and Nagi try to come with some excuse to stay with him at the house. And every year Schuldig kicks them out and demanding that they don't come home until at least twelve oh clock. Smirking (something that has no meaning anymore) He pretends to watch movies until they leave. Thirty minutes later Schuldig sneaks out of the house and heads to where he goes every year. Sitting on the edge of the near by building He watches Yohji and Aya have a romantic evening under the stars where they first met. There ignoring the ach in his chest and the stomach churning Schuldig watches…

I'm sure you're only dreaming

I'm sure we're just a part

Of what the lucky man believes in

I'm sure you know this song by heart

He watches Yohji laugh and tease Aya, He watches Yohji pout when Aya refuse to order anymore wine, He watches them share a passionate kiss. Schuldig watches and smile bitterly as Yohji falls asleep, his dirty blonde hair spread out across Aya lap look for the entire world like an angel.

You're only dreaming, I think I can hear you talk

You're only dreaming, I think I can hear you say, 'shut up'

You're only dreaming, I hope your dream is in me

You're only dreaming you're free

Aya knows that Schuldig's there watching so he throws himself into making this the best night of Yohji's life. Each and everything carefully planed and chosen, from the dark chocolate truffles that both Schuldig and him know Yohji loves more then almost anything in the world To the jazz music that they listen to while Yohji fingers the Rose and Cattleya that Aya bought.

You will show up while I'm dreaming

Out of nowhere cross my way

You will ask me not to scream and

You will smile and you will say, 'dear friend,

So every year after Yohji's tucked into bed Schuldig goes back to his lonely home and dreams of a world where he's the one who gets to hold, to stroke, and pamper the Balinese Kitten.

"Bis folgender Jahr Yohji Kitten"

You're only dreaming, I think I can hear you talk

You're only dreaming, I think I can hear you say, 'shut up'

You're only dreaming, I hope your dream is in me

You're only dreaming you're free

You're only dreaming

You're only dreaming

You're only dreaming, dreaming...

You're only dreaming

You're only dreaming

You're only dreaming, dreaming...'


pyroiceprince: lesson two.. learn to write good stories you idiot...