What Happens in Weiss, Stays in Weiss: Part 3 or 4. I lost count.
Yes, Michiko is still the writer.
This should be posted under angst as a second sub category. Rainbow and Amaya both say that they wanted to cry at places. I love messing with my friends' emotions. I'm also trying to keep this under 20 pages. Fat chance. Oh, and quick A/N that we didn't cover in the intro. The guy Bono von Bono's character is based on looks exactly like Brad Crawford, only nicer (well, duh). I swear. He even has the glasses. So, if you were wondering where Aya is getting these conspiracy theories, now you know. Back to the story.
After the Annie Oakley incident, nothing worth writing about really happened. Well, Michiko got back on her feet. See, the other Nuances woke up in the morning and found her sitting around the kitchen with a bowl of ice cream (Michiko's breakfast of choice), apparently alone.
"Good morning!" She chirped as the others looked around for Yohji. "Want something for breakfast? They have mint chocolate chip."
"Where's Yohji?"
"I dunno. I would guess he's still asleep."
"Did he leave you here all night?"
"No. So far you would be the only ones who routinely leave me stranded."
"So, how did you get here?"
Michiko stood up and took her bowl over to the sink. "I walked. How did you get here?" After a few seconds for their still-asleep brains to process this information, the overjoyed teens tackled their buddy, who did not immediately lose her balance and fall to the floor. Yup, she was feeling better.
"Thanks, guys. I love you too. So, what are we going to do today?"
"I was thinking we could look for our manga. Maybe I'm alone on this, but where ever we are, it is quickly not becoming my favorite anime." Bono was still homesick, still furious at the outcome of the singing contest, and still not screaming at the author. Now, that's self control.
Rainbow shrugged. "We could go through the list at I swear they have a category for every anime ever conceived. We could just go down the list. If we've heard of it, then we just ignore it and go on. If we haven't, then we read a few stories and see if we remember anything."
Three seconds later, Amaya; who, for God only knows why, had been elected most computer savvy, was attempting to log onto the Internet. This was pretty comical, as Amaya is not the person you want messing with your computer. Amaya is the kind of person whose knowledge of computers ends at turning on the monitor. Amaya has been known to activate viruses merely by glancing at a screen.
"This page cannot be displayed? I wonder what that's all about." She said, tapping control-alt.-delete in an effort to hit the "refresh" button.
"No, wait, try doing this." Rainbow grabbed the mouse away from the computer illiterate and did a complicated little thing that caused to appear in all its about-to-freeze-your-computer glory. She continued to navigate over Amaya's shoulder, going through the extensive list of every anime in all of time, reading them out loud.
"3x3 Eyes?"
"I've heard of it, vaguely."
"Ai no Kusabi?"
"Yeah, I know what that is."
"I can't pronounce this, so I assume we aren't from there, can't pronounce...Alice 19th?"
"Heard of it."
"Angel Sanctuary?"
"Hell no! Even if we are from there, I refuse to go back!"
"Ok, that's a No. Angelic Layer?" This goes on for some time, and much later, they're only on the D's, because they had to stop and read some stories on ones they didn't recognize. I'm not sure if you've ever tried to read fanfiction for something you know nothing about, but it is tedious.
"DN Angel we've seen. Darkside Blues we'll come back to... Darkstalkers..."
"Doesn't sound like something I'd want to be from. Let's skip it."
"Death Note doesn't sound promising..." Let's cut to a commercial break. When we get back, the others are sitting on the ground, looking bored to tears, responding to Rainbow's questions in a monotone.
"Ghost in the shell?"
"Heard of it."
"Guys, I'm going to go take a shower. I haven't had one in, like, two days. I'm all gross." Michiko stood up (because she can walk now!), and left the others to their list.
"Gravitation?"
"I love Gravitation!"
(Insert transitional statement here)
"I bet we're from something at the end of the alphabet."
"Yeah, Rainbow, let's go backwards for a while."
"Ok, but let's finish the J's first. Juline?"
"I think I've heard of it..."
"Good. Juvenile...Orion," Rainbow paused because she could hear the click of a crossbow being loaded behind her.
"Step away from the computer, and nobody dies!" Whispered a voice behind her.
Rainbow very slowly scooted her chair back and stood up, careful not to make any threatening moves. "Good morning, Omi."
Meanwhile, Aya and Ken were yelling at a person whom they suspected was Omi, but couldn't prove, because said person was in the shower.
"Hurry up, Omi, you're using up the hot water!" Ken kicked the door repeatedly. This had little affect on the showerer, because they were singing much to loud to be able to hear.
"When the moon is in the seventh house, and Jupiter aligns with Mars..."
"Omi sings like a girl. I've never noticed." Ken remarked.
"And he sings really badly, too. I'm coming in there, like it or not!" Fortunately for the shower's occupant, the door lock thwarted Aya's plan.
"It's the Dawning of the Age...OF AQUARIUS, the age of Aquarius!" sang the shower.
Ken was trying to remember how to pick locks when Yohji dashed up to them.
"Have you seen Michiko? I've lost her."
"I haven't seen any of the Nuances this morning..." Ken replied absently as he twisted a paperclip around in the lock.
Aya was paying a bit more attention. "What do you mean, you lost her? She can't even walk!"
"You haven't seen the Nuances? Any of them?" Yohji bit his nails compulsively.
"No. You don't think something happened to them, do you?" The group looked at one another.
"What if the fangirls..."
"What if Schwartz..."
"Oh, for goodness sakes, Aya, will you stop with the Schwartz thing already? Now is not the time for you to be coming up with conspiracies..."
"This wouldn't be the first time something like this has happened. I'm trying to help."
"Maybe we should look for them before getting all worked up." Ken turned back tothebathroom door. "HEY! OMI! HAVE YOU SEEN ANY OF THE NUANCES LATELY?"
"Age of Aquarius...Aquarius!" Sang 'Omi' obliviously.
"Leave him. He'd freak if he found out they'd been kidnaped. You know him."
The search party set off, and, after a full thirty seconds of rigorous exploration, discovered Amaya, Bono, Cyrano, and Rainbow in the kitchen, partaking of the mint chocolate chip ice cream.
"Good morning! Sleep all right?" Asked Cyrano pleasantly before the entire group found themselves caught in a group death-squeeze of relief. This is when Omi showed up.
"Any minute now, I'm going to wake up, and this whole scene will be a very twisted nightmare." He assured himself as the group hug broke up and inched away from each other.
"This is not what it looks like!" Amaya promised.
"It isn't?" Bono and Cyrano cried disappointedly.
"What does it look like?" Rainbow the Naive asked blankly.
"No, it isn't!" Amaya snapped at Bono and Cyrano before turning to Yohji. "You should stop smoking, because your breath stinks."
"Whatever, as long as you and Michiko are safe."
"Where is Michiko?" Ken suddenly noticed the missing person, and he, Yohji, and Aya started for the door in a mild hysteria.
"Did I miss something?" Omi asked as they bolted past him.
"She's taking a shower. She should be out in a few minutes." Rainbow's information stopped the fearful guys dead in their tracks.
"Rainbow, do you know where she is?"
"She's taking a shower. And I'm sure she would not appreciate you three bursting in on her." Rainbow repeated.
"Seriously, though, where is she?"
"She told you, she is in the shower." Cyrano tapped her foot on the ground impatiently.
"Listen, she could be in danger, so if any of you have any idea where she is, you need to tell us."
"She is taking a shower. S. H. O. W. E. R." Bono spelled it out for them.
"Ha ha. Very funny. Now, tell us where she is."
"Tell you where who is?" Michiko, wearing a tank-top and her hair in a towel, entered the room.
"Told you she was taking a shower!" Bragged Rainbow, making the V-is-for-Victory sign.
"Well, you should have mentioned she can walk." Aya pointed out.
"You know, 'she' is a bit tired of being referred to as though she isn't standing right here." remarked Michiko.
"Good morning, Michiko. I'm glad to see you're feeling better."
"Why, thank you, Omi. It's nice to know somebody noticed."
Rainbow, watching the group, knew that somebody else had noticed too. "There's no need to look so glum, Yohji. She's still going to cling to you like a leech."
"Rainbow, I'm shocked by your low opinion of my character!" Michiko gasped melodramatically as she attached herself to Yohji. "At least say I cling like an extra arm or something. 'Leech' is a bit negative."
"Michiko, what's this on your shoulder?" For the first time in the entire 46 pages of this story (Really. Count 'em), Yohji had noticed that Michiko has a fairly large scar, starting near her neck and running half way down her upper arm, that looks like it was made by claws.
"It's a scar." she answered evasively, not realizing that nothing draws attention to a scar like an evasive answer. Within moments, Aya, Ken, Omi, and Yohji had surrounded her and were staring intently at her arm.
"That looks really painful. Did it bleed a lot?"
Omi poked her shoulder a few times. "Oh, does it hurt when I do this?"
"How did you get it? Did you get attacked by a wolf?"
"I got it from Amaya. It's no big deal."
"Amaya did that? How?" Weiss turned as a group towards the scrawny little teenager, who would not have objected to dying on the spot.
"It was an accident!" She wailed as she hid her face in her arms.
"An accident? To get her at that angle you would have to be trying." Ken (who should know his claw wounds) yanked Michiko's hand off of her shoulder to examine it more closely.
Omi was still staring at Amaya with his mouth open, sputtering a little. "But... Amaya?... How... What... Why... Amaya... has claws?"
"Only when she's evil. I know it was an accident. It doesn't matter. And could you guys back off?" Michiko tried to escape from the spectators, but they had stopped listening after the first sentence.
"What do you mean, 'only when she's evil'?"
"I don't know! Sometimes she's Amaya, and sometimes she's not."
"And it's not like Michiko is perfectly innocent! She tried to kill me. Look at the mark she left!" Amaya pulled down the collar of her shirt, revealing a rather nasty looking gash on her back. "She hit me with a cross. And it hurt, too!"
"A cross? Like, this cross?" Yohji pulled a huge metal cross on a chain out of his pocket and was immediately attacked by Michiko.
"GIVE IT BACK! MINE MINE MINE MINE MINE!" Bling Bling cross of DOOM soon found itself back in the hands of its overjoyed owner, who tossed it around a few times to make sure she could still knock somebody out with reasonable accuracy after her illness.
"Wait, you use that thing as a weapon?"Aya asked incredulously. "Why do you need a weapon?"
"Because we live in dangerous times. That's why."
"And I still don't know why you and Amaya attacked each other." Omi added.
"It was an accident!" Amaya burst into tears.
"It's very simple. I was supposed to kill Amaya, but we became friends, so I didn't. Amaya was going to kill Bono's little brother, but I got in her way and stopped her. Understand now?"
"No, I don't. Why was she trying to kill the Bono's brother? Who wanted you to kill her? Why did they want her dead in the first place?"
"I don't know! I was just trying to... I don't know! I can't remember." Michiko followed Amaya's example and burst into tears.
"You guys picked a touchy subject for them. We don't even talk about it." Cyrano, who had been waving frantically in the background the whole time, trying to end the conversation, explained.
"Is there a park or something nearby where they could sit around and be angsty? That usually cheers them up." Rainbow suggested. She's use to caring for her angst-stricken friends.
"And I imagine you all want to get some fresh air. There's a playground a few blocks away. I bet you could slip by the fangirls if you left right when the shop opens..." Replied Ken thoughtfully.
This plan was approved by committee and put into action, and all of the Nuances soon found themselves at a playground, which, in true anime fashion, was deserted, even though it was a nice day with sun and chirping birds and all that jazz. Amaya went off on her own towards some swings to muse to herself, Michiko found a tether ball and vented her emotions on it by beating it to pulp, Rainbow had brought some paper and climbed to the top of the slide and preceded to draw, and Bono and Cyrano played two-square, because they didn't feel particularly angst-ridden. (Remember two-square from elementary school? I loved that game. If you don't know what it is, then I'm sorry.)
"I feel like a five year old." Bono confessed as he hit the ball to his friend. "But it's a good feeling."
"Hey, youth is fleeting, but immaturity can last a lifetime." The ball bounced back to Bono's square alongside some homespun wisdom from Cyrano.
"Cyrano, your nose is bleeding. Pretty badly, too."
"Hello? Aya?" Cyrano called out, but nobody answered. "Hmm. That's odd."
"Do you want me to run back and get some of those nose bleed pills?" Bono tossed the ball towards the girl and started to leave.
"Yeah. Get some whipped cream while you're at it!" She called after his back. "Sure is quiet around here. Wonder what happened to all the chirpy birds?" She said to herself.
Meanwhile, back at the swings, Amaya was still in depressed mode. She swung around listlessly and wondered about the mystery of the scars she only half remembered getting and receiving. How could Michiko do that to her? How could she do that to Michiko? Those claw marks didn't look human. A vague feeling of anger and shame clung to the incident, but other than that, Amaya recalled nothing. Who, or what, am I? She asked herself over and over again, not noticing the ominous figure with a deadly looking syringe creeping up behind her. Fortunately, the ominous figure was to intent on creeping to notice the figure standing behind him until it knocked him out with a metal cross.
Amaya turned around quickly when she heard the "OOF!" followed by a thud, and found Michiko standing over a body, waving her Bling Bling cross of DOOM.
"Are you ok? Did he hurt you?" She asked, dropping the deadly jewelry piece in her rush to hug her severely-shaken buddy.
"I'm fine... But what just happened? Who is that guy?"
"I have no idea who he is. I was punching the tether ball, and I suddenly realized what anime we're in. I don't remember all the details, but I did remember that anybody Omi likes has a ten percent chance of living through the night, so I came here to check on you. Right on time, I may add."
"You remembered? Where are we? What's it called?"
"You're going to kick yourself when I tell you."
"Tell me! Please?"
"It was so obvious, it made me giggle."
"What's it called? What's it called?"
"Weiss Kreuz."
"That's it?"
"Yep."
"I feel like an idiot. That is so freaking obvious!"
"Isn't it?"
"Wait, you watch Weiss? I thought I was the only one."
"Yeah. It came out when I was fifteen. I watched it religiously. I'm a fangirl, what can I say?"
Unbeknownst to our heroines, while they talked, Michiko's Bling Bling cross was raising itself off the ground and levitating above Amaya's head, until it dropped on her, knocking her out with a thwacking noise.
"Sweet cheese! Amaya!" Michiko dropped down next to her friend, which was the cue for the guy she thought she had rendered unconscious to stick the tranquillizer shot in her side, putting her to sleep. No-longer-unconscious guy pulled himself to his feet with help from the swing set as a teenage boy with twigs in his hair stepped out of some nearby foliage.
"Are you ok? That cross looks like it hurt." The boy said to his poofy haired companion. (A/N: God, I love Schuldich's hair! It is second only to Manx's in haircuts I would not get even if it was a demand made by someone who kidnaped my family. Wait, you did realize this was Schuldich, right? Maybe I should put a few more context clues in there before posting. Nah.)
"It did. But that's ok. I've had worst." His comrade reassured him. A voice echoed over the playground from the direction of the slide. "You go see what they want. I'll watch these two." As soon as the boy was out of ear range, however, he turned to Michiko's motionless form and kicked her in the ribs a few times, muttering obscenities under his breath.
In a different section of the playground, a comatose Cyrano was having her hands and legs tied up.
"Y'know, Nagi, Chloroform is your friend." Remarked her assailant to the boy from the swing set, who had stopped at the foot of the slide. "And you might want to move."
"Why? OOF!" Failure to listen to warnings may result in being hit by Rainbow's lifeless body as she shoots down the slide.
"That's why. Come on, we need to get them in the car."
"Can we stop for Starbucks?" called a high-pitched voice from the top of the slide.
"We stopped for Starbucks on the way here!"
"Yeah, but that was a whole hour ago!"
"Just help me get the bodies in the car."
That's all for now. Wow. That's really short... the shortest chapter yet. Aren't you proud of me?
Is there a way to edit a story without re-uploading a document? I messed up a few details that I want to change, but I'm to lazy to actually do it.