Week End 2
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Rosemarykiss - thank you for being so kind as to review this story of mine. I was hoping that someone would enjoy it! I hope you'll keep reading!
dimonyo-anghel - thanks for reviewing! yes, schwarz and weiß will have an alliance, sometime soon, cause they have to be in this story... and i was going to make it a farfello/ran in the beginning, but i decided against it. since my twin is a rabid ran/yohji, omi/ken, brad/schu, and farf/naggles. so i hope you'll keep reading! i've added a bit of yohji/ran spice in this chapter. not much, but a little bit. oh, and as for 'kitten' my beyblade ficclet i dunno, i had the chapter all typed up and ready but my father wiped everything on my computer... . yah so i dunno when it'll be updated...
Key:
"Normal talk"
:Telepathy:
Manx stepped out of the driver's side door of her car, and snagged the pile of manila folders that was seated next to her on the ride over to the Koneko. Ran had asked for them, but she didn't really see the importance of them though.
Maybe she had been away from them for too long...
Shaking the thought from her mind she crossed the short path and walked confindently into the flower shop and caught the gaze of the red-headed katana weilder.
Manx nodded to him with a smile plastered onto her lips.
"Everyone!" Ran yelled. "Get out! We're closing early today!"
Reluctantly, everyone had left the shop after they had made their orders and Ran walked over to Manx and took the folders, skimming through them. "Is this all of them?" he asked with a fine red eyebrow raised.
"Yes, it is all we could find."
Ran leaned over and kissed her on the cheek with a small smile. "Arigato, Manx-san. I feel that we'll be speaking to each other very soon."
Manx nodded and left the Koneko.
The red head walked back over to the counter as Yohji walked back into the shop part of the building. "Whatcha' got, Ran?" he asked, leaning over the red head's shoulder.
Ran looked up at the blonde playboy and smiled. "The files of the men who were slaughtered."
Yohji placed a hand over his heart, feigning death. "Oh, a way to a man's heart!"
"I try."
Yohji leaned back over Ran's shoulder, resting his head in the crook of Ran's neck. "Maaa... found anything interesting?"
Ran shook his head. "No, not yet anyway. I'm probably going to have to give this over to Omi and see if he can find any connections between the people."
Yohji snaked his arms around Ran's shoulders. "I'm bored, Ran."
"What do you want me to do about it?"
"Entertain me?"
Ran shook his head. "I can't, Yotan. Not today... I need to figure this out before another murder happens. We can't have our lovelife interfere..."
Yohji nodded and kissed Ran's cheek. "Okay, Ran-chan. But, you owe me."
Ran smiled and went back to looking over the files. They were all males, in between the ages of seventeen and thirty-four. The only connection between them was that they all resembled Weiß... "Damn... I need Omi." he hissed to himself.
Slowly and with a sigh, Ran closed the folders and took them all down to the basement for Omi when he got home from school. He shook his head and sat down, why was his life getting so complicated?
Before all of this, he could enjoy a day with Yohji in the quiet of one of their apartments. But, the missions and all of the practice that Manx had been scheduling them was taking its toll on the red head.
He had been messing up in just about everything lately.
Ran sighed again and stretched out on the couch, resting his head on the arm at the end, he slowly fell alseep. Dreaming of the blonde playboy of their team.
He awoke to someone shaking him, and his first instinct kicked in.
Attack.
He swung his fist at the attacker and sent him flying. Ran leapt over the back of the couch and ran for the stair case. "Ran, don't run away from me!" came Yohji's voice.
Ran stopped and looked around.
There was Yohji, on the ground cradling the right side of his face.
He stopped and gasped at the sight of his lover. "Oh, Yohji! I'm so sorry!" He ran over to the fallen playboy. "Are you okay, Yotan? I'm so sorry!"
Yohji laughed, "I'm fine."
Ran's eyes searched the playboy over, searching for other injuries. "Are you sure, Yotan?" he asked, pressing slightly around the new bruise that was forming around his eye.
The blonde batted away Ran's hands. "Enough! I'm fine, Ran." Yohji rested his hand on Ran's face, "I'm fine, Ran. I've been through worse."
He nodded and stood up, offering a hand to Yohji, who accepted. "Why did you wake me up, Yotan?"
"It's dinner time."
Ran gathered up all of the plates and put them in the sink, he rolled up his sleeves and prepared to wash them. "Hey, Ran-kun?" Omi asked.
"Hai, Omittichi?"
"What happened to Yohji-kun?" Omi asked, perching himself up on top of the counter with a dish towel.
Ran handed him a plate that he had already washed, "I hit him."
Omi nearly dropped the plate, but he hurridly caught it before it touched the floor. "What? Why did you hit him, Ran-kun? I thought you two were perfect together..."
Ran looked at Omi's pleading eyes, "He tried to wake me up for dinner. I didn't mean to hit him, Omi. It just happened." He sighed and handed the sandy-haired blonde another dish. "Here."
Soon, after all of the dishes were cleaned and put away in their prespective places, Ran made his way up to Yohji's room preparing to apologize again for the wound he had inflicted upon his lover's near-perfect face. He felt so guilty for causing it, especially since Yohji had only wanted hm to eat dinner...
Ran knocked on the door and waited for Yohji to answer it. "Come in."
He walked in with a small smile on his face, the bruise had already started to become black in the middle, causing Ran to wince at the pitiful sight of the blonde.
"Don't even start."
Ran moved over to the bed and sat down next to the blonde, "Are you sure you're alright?"
"Yes, Ran. I'm fine." Yohji sighed with a laugh. "I've been in worse bar-fights..."
The blonde moved under the covers and lifted a corner up for Ran. "Come on," Yohji began, "I'm tired of talking..."
Schuldig glanced around the room and walked into it farther. :The kittens have gone to sleep, Braddie.:
:Don't call me that, Schuldig.:
Nagi moved around the kitchen and peeked a look into the fridge. :Hey, can I get something to eat: he asked softly, distracting the two from their arguement.
:Go ahead.: Brad said with a small growl towards Schuldig. :Hurry up and get this over with Schuldig.:
Farfello glanced up the stairs. :No, Farfello, get away from there.:
The Irishman pouted but obeyed his leader's command. :Can't I just play with one of them: He looked towards Schuldig, who shrugged his shoulders, so he moved his glance over towards their leader. :Please:
Brad sighed::Fine, go wake up Siberian. But, don't kill him.:
Farfello nearly ran up the stairs, and Brad sent a mental command to their brunette. :Nagi, go after him.:
Nagi reappeared in the room and trotted up the stairs with a bowl of soup in his hands. :Hey, Farfie! Wait up:
The Irishman waited outside Ken's door for Nagi, who opened the door for him, he raised a hand and ran it through Nagi's baby-soft hair. :Let's go.:
Nagi walked into the room first, pulling a chair up for him to enjoy the show that the Irishman and Siberian were about the preform for him.
Farfello's pale hand tranced down Ken's cheek. "Here kitty, kitty, kitty... wake up so we can play..."
:Do you think that it was wise to let him do that, Brad: Schuldig asked as he paced around the room, waiting for Ken's scream to awaken the others.
:It will be fun.: Brad lifted his head::Nagi, Farfello, get out of there.:
The two appeared down the stairs almost instantly after Ken's scream echoed throughout the small head quarters of their rival team of assassins. Nagi moved another chair towards him, so he would have to spill his soup that he was enjoying.
"What's wrong, Ken?" came the call from upstairs.
"S-schwarz!"
Schuldig sent a mental laugh up the stairs. :Come out, kittens.:
Ran walked down the stairs calm and collectively. "Hello, Oracle. Mastermind." He moved his gaze towards the other two. "Berserker, Prodigy."
Nagi smiled and wiped his mouth. "Thanks for the soup."
Schuldig grinned. "So, I guess that you've heard already... that we're being framed?"
END Chapter 2
A.O.: Heyo! I hope that you enjoyed this chapter, I hope that I made it a bit longer! I've finally added Schwarz! I'm soooo happeeeee...OKAY! Review!