Author- Luna P aka Nikki
Rating- R for a lemon here and there
Warning- Rape, Yaoi, lemons, assassinations, more yaoi, more lemons, blood and gore with a ton of fluff on the sides n.n
Summary- Schwartz are back, with a vengeance. A new Takatori is holding the reigns and will do anything to destroy Weiss. Will they be able to stay together and fight when everything is falling apart around them? AyaxKen YohjixOmi
Disclaimer- When Aya and Ken realise their feelings for each other and fall head over heels in love with each other I will own it. Until then, nope sorry n.n
Pairing- Aya/RanxKen is the main with hints of YohjixOmi,
Note- ok this chapter is dedicated to Gillian Sillis because she gave me the idea for what happens later on it the fic aswell as helping me with my writing and understanding a little bit more about myself, what can I say? Thank you soo much hun and this one's for you n.n
WKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWKWK Chapter twelve- Forgotten memories… Dedicated to Gillian SillisKamui's POV
I hissed as I slipped into the overheated bath water, the boiling hot substance lapping at the wounds that had been created on my chest and back. Curse Farfarello and his knives, and of cause Schuldig for not seeing sense and stopping him before he'd done all of this. At least they had apologised for it, which was more than I could say for several other occasions. I watched with fascination as the crimson substance mixed with the water to turn what was once upon a time clear, scarlet.
I sighed softly and let my head fall back against the side of the tub; I had a splitting headache. It felt like someone had just been moving furniture within my mind. I didn't spend long in the tub, half an hour tops before I slipped away from the scarlet water and wrapped a towel around my waist. I slowly and casually walked to the room I had been informed that I shared with Schuldig and Farfarello.
"You certainly took your time," Schuldig explained as I closed the door behind me, there wasn't a light on in the room.
"I was in there for thirty minutes, where's Farfie?" I gasped when cold hands were lain on my bare shoulders, the Irishman chuckled from where he was stood behind me and lowered his head to my neck, nipping on the skin that he found there.
"We have something for you, or rather something to return to you," I smiled softly and leant my head back against his shoulder. "Something to symbolise your reawakening to Schwartz." I thought that had been an odd way to phrase me being asleep for a week or so and then waking up to find that I was still the same person I was before, with the same job and in love with the same people. But oh well, they were being romantic, which I liked because I could make fun of them for it at a later date.
"Really? What is it?" I asked running a hand down the left arm of the white haired man, he chuckled into my ear once again and removed his hands from where they had previously been wrapped around my waist. It wasn't long before a necklace was dangled infront of me, a cross, black jet, with red rubies. "It's beautiful," I whispered as he placed it around my neck, clipping it together at the back before spinning me around to face him.
"Now can we play?" He asked to both Schuldig and myself, I heard the German laugh as he walked closer to where Farfarello and I were standing.
"Of course, Kamui?" I nodded and whispered a soft 'yes' as they tilted their heads to my neck and began to suck on the flesh that was there.
Normal POV"There's more to it than that,"
"Really Nagi, I think I of all people would know why I picked him over all the others." Yuuki muttered as he twirled a strand of white hair around a pale index finger, a slight smirk adorning soft pink lips as he watched the other teen sat opposite him try to fathom him out.
"No, simple reasoning like Weiss wouldn't be able to attack him could work for everyone of them, Omi, Yohji, Ran, each of them are willing to kill any other member of their team if absolutely necessary Ken is no different and you know it so why use that as your excuse when we know that it is not true?"
"You're very persistent none of the others could care less about why I do the things I do…" He stood from his seat taking slow calculated steps over to where Nagi was sat, "so why is it that you do Nagi?" His voice was soft, the voice he used when he was talking to his little brother, definitely not the voice that he usually used when he was talking to Schwartz. Yuuki just chuckled softly as midnight blue eyes studied every last move as if the man circling him was a deadly predator just waiting to strike. With motions as fluid as water the white haired teen was stood behind Nagi, his arms wrapped around the other from behind in a tender and soft embrace.
"Wh…what are you doing?" Yuuki just chuckled again and shrugged, Nagi took a deep breath and tried to regain the composer he had lost the second his personal space had been invaded after all that was something that meant the world to Nagi. "So why him?" He felt a slight twitch run through Yuuki's body at the question, he had been trying to avoid the subject…why?
"You know you really are too persistent for your own good maybe I should dispose of you right now." Nagi shrugged and lifted his hand a slight twitch of his hand prompted a sound of discomfort to escape Yuuki's lips, his hand lightly resting over his chest and heart.
"I'd like to see you try…I know your weakness Yuuki…and I would feel no discomfort whatsoever if I accidentally slipped that information to our enemies. I like to know the truth about who I am working for, you will give me that truth," Yuuki sighed heavily and returned to his original seat opposite Nagi.
"It's because you really do like him isn't it?" Midnight blue eyes narrowed slightly, Yuuki chuckled and shrugged, "It's because you really like Hidaka Ken, as what though Nagi? A crush? A brother?"
"Don't change the subject, I want my question answered and I will not back down from it or leave you alone until I have the answer I crave." The youngest member of Schwartz explained a slight smile on his lips when Yuuki pulled his gaze from his a sign of submission from the proud Takatori. "I found this when I was on my computer last night," He explained dropped several papers infront of Yuuki,
"I thought all of those had been destroyed,"
"Most have, lucky for me I know where to look, an answer…please…"
"Hm, my mother left Reiji when she found out that her brother, my uncle, was in trouble with the police. He had been living in Japan for ten years under a false identify after suffering from the same problems in his hometown of England. Reiji despised uncle, mother loved him dearly, her brother after all, her flesh and blood it was when Reiji threatened her dear brother she lost her love for the man, my father, Reiji. Little did she know that she was already two or so months pregnant with my baby brother as she fled from him and Japan, the country that she had fallen in love with for it's beauty and scenery. I remember asking why we were leaving, what was wrong, why were we leaving daddy and all the people we loved?"
"And?"
"And, she told me that sometimes the things we love the most can cause us the greatest of pain. I remember watching her as she tried to stay strong, for herself, for me, perhaps for the child she was unaware she was carrying within her womb, or for the Gods. I don't know, never will, one tear…one tear slipped from her eye and onto the concrete as we boarded the plane to a place that I had never lived in."
"Why give me that back story when that is not what I asked for?" Nagi asked, eyeing his boss suspiciously, the teen shrugged, white hair dancing slightly at the soft and graceful movement.
"I think because deep down you want to know and I want to tell. But back to the 'story' as you said, when we arrived in England it was cold, bitterly cold and I clung to my mothers arm for warmth. We walked slowly through the streets of a town whose name has long since fallen from within the grasp of my mind. It was there we met with uncle, he was crouched on the floor in a house on the outskirts of town, his legs pulled up to his chest as he rocked back and forth. A wanted poster lay on the table in the center of the room, his picture on it clear enough to see that it was him without doubt. Mother let go of my arm and dropped the luggage to the floor running to his side and cradling him within her arms."
"Was he who I think he was, the man in this article?" Yuuki dismissed the question with a wave of his hand.
"She immediately got to work on finding her old lawyers and got them to find all evidence of this crime that my 'dear' uncle had committed, she ordered for them to tear apart each shred and bring to light the 'truth' about what had happened. They'd jumped at the chance, after all such a high profile case, England and Japan stood side by side as they tried to find evidence to prove and disprove what had happened on that fateful night think of the exposure the media coverage, the wealth. They all wanted it, craved it, it slowly began to drive my mother insane, she would work late into the night, she ignored me, ignored the swelling of her stomach, the proof that the baby was slowly but surely growing within her." Yuuki stopped for a moment wandering over to the window and looking out at the night. Taking a deep sigh before continuing any further.
"I was there, in court that day, sat at the back of the courtroom with my mother, once beautiful and radiant now broken, pale and gaunt. Sick with worry and concern for a brother I soon discovered didn't care for her. I know now that the child in the witness box, only a few years older than myself at the time, sat with the pink rabbit on his lap, eye full of tears and body shaking violently with silent sobs was Hidaka Ken. I didn't understand any of it then of course but now I know the truth, my uncle raped Hidaka Ken and killed his family, then begged for my mother to fix the mess he had once again got himself into. That is why I chose Ken,"
"I'm sorry, I don't understand,"
"I'll continue, my uncle won the case, don't ask me how, I can't even answer that now I suppose a mixture of amazing acting on his part and a bribe to the judge assured him his victory but I will never know. It was about two, three, four years after I don't know I forget the years now, my brother had been born, healthy, though premature and seriously underweight, he had fought though, struggled for his life, the life he now proudly knows. My mother blamed herself for his condition and refused to go near him saying that she could only hurt him more with her presence, he never knew a mother or a father only me a brother who loved him because he had lost everything else. But I'm babbling anyway we were on our way back home from school when…"
"You saw the fire, this fire," Nagi whispered passing him a newspaper clipping the other teen took it and nodded. "The fire that took away your mother," Another nod,
"I didn't cry, my brother didn't cry, we knew that mother was in there, but he didn't know the women…or rather the shell of the women she was slowly turning herself into. My uncle was in there, but I hated him and couldn't wait to dance on his grave, he had been the cause of this after all. I was told that the fire had been caused by a man that lived down the road and had heard about the court case and what my Uncle, who had gone by the name Asakura Sorata, had done. Revenge for a child the man had never known, how admirable."
"A touching story, but how does it link to the here and now? Why choose Ken?"
"For the simple reason my dear Nagi, that I needed to turn Weiss against each other, I remembered back to that time and saw how Ken had captivated people, even as a child people had loved him because of the kind of person he was. They didn't even have to get to know him, he has an aura about him that draws people to him and thus Weiss will be lost without him. Even if they do succeed in killing Ken they will end up with being nothing more than hollow shells themselves…like I am slowly becoming. I think that that was the main reason I chose Ken, I have to admit, I like him myself and when I saw him the other week I noticed that he was loosing himself, the spark that he held. He was indeed becoming a shell, so much sooner than everyone else because he had allowed the spark within him to be extinguished. I guess I wanted to save him from that, by allowing him to start again and destroy his past,"
"I believe you are planning something more than all of this, something that you are keeping from us,"
"Well, you shall have to wait and see won't you Nagi?" Yuuki explained with a smirk grabbing his coat and heading towards the door.
"Yuuki!" Nagi called after him, the other teen stopped and glanced back at the brunette an eyebrow raised questioningly. "Why do this? Why not stay hidden and live a normal life with your brother?"
"Because he will never live a normal life if he lives with me. As my mother said sometimes the things we love the most cause us the greatest of pain. I will not be the origin of his pain, I must go now, goodbye Nagi." The other teen just watched silently as the Takatori left the apartment owned by Schwartz, he had wanted to see and speak with Ken but said man had been…'preoccupied' with Farfarello and Schuldig.
The youngest member of Schwartz stared down at the newspaper clippings lying on the table and with a flick of his wrist sent the pile flying out of the open window to his left via telekinesis. Perhaps deep down he'd noticed the small breeze of wind knock one down and underneath the couch and perhaps deep down he wanted for someone to find it and for that someone to know the truth, whatever that might mean for Schwartz and whatever that might mean for him, as a wise man had once said, 'you cannot hide the truth with lies' at least not for forever.
Kamui's POVDo you ever get the feeling that you've forgotten something really important? Not like a birthday or anything like that but like you've forgotten a cousin that you haven't seen in years or a memory you should have cherished. That's how I feel, I feel like I'm falling, falling through nothing and never stopping, always falling… and even though the people I love are right beside me I feel cold and alone, my heart screams at me that this is not what love should feel like. My mind screams back that it should shut up, and my body…well my body begs for a touch that I know nothing about…a touch filled with fire and lust yet one that is soft and passionate simultaneously.
Strange isn't it? I sigh and shake the thoughts away as Schuldig begins to stir at my side, wouldn't want him discovering my secret thoughts now would I? He would only ask me questions…questions I don't seem to have the ability to answer. I lull my head to my right to see Farfarello tracing the wounds on my abdomen, that one golden eye locked onto my face suspiciously.
"You have some strange idea's in your head kitten," the Irishman whispered into my ear as he slipped from the bed and dressed before retreating to the windowsill and following the lines that the rain had created on the window with a small dagger. Schuldig chuckled softly and changed, sitting back on the bed beside me and lighting a cigarette.
"Hurry up and change Kamui, we have somewhere we need to be, someone we need to see."
"Really, anyone I know?" Laughter quickly filled the air and I attempted to use the link to find out what Schuldig had found so funny but he had broken it off.
"Oh, yes Kamui, you knew them very well it always seemed as if the two of you were one of the same," I raised an eyebrow questioningly but the elder just shrugged and winked at me. "Get changed now, we don't want to keep them waiting," there was something off about all of this something not quite right but I couldn't place it, I sighed and grabbed hold of the pendant that rested on my chest, tracing the design with my thumb. Why was I thinking these things? They didn't matter; after all I was here, with Schwartz, with them, the ones I loved, what more could I ask for?
Ran's POV
It had been a small service, a group of Kritiker agents, Manx, Birman, Aya-chan the kids from the soccer team and a few guys that used to play soccer with Ken on a Sunday afternoon. Momoe, Omi, Yohji and myself of course, even Sakura was there but I knew that she wasn't there for Ken, no, she was there for me, we had contacted Yuriko in Australia but she couldn't make it in time and resolved her grief by bawling over the phone. Well at least someone was dealing with the pain, I just couldn't, it was too great. I kept asking myself why I had just stood there and done nothing, why I had listened instead of saving his life.
Kritiker had done a blood test to find that the drug Ken had been affected with was also within our systems. Not quite as much that was in Ken but nevertheless it had affected us and allowed Schuldig to hold us back for long enough so that Ken would die. Of course why the German had given Ken enough time to convince us to leave was beyond me, why not just let us die in there with him? Why leave me so grief stricken and heart broken? Because ruined minds taste exactly like honey right and when you control the bees all you have to focus on is the sweet golden syrup itself right?
Given we all had to question how Schwartz had given us the drug if they hadn't been ten feet within us for the entire time. Kritiker had checked the shop to discover that the flowers that had silently been mocking me since Ken's disappearance had been doing far more than that. Apparently they had been genetically modified using several of the components within the make up of the drug. They had been grown by being fed with the drugs and its system had adapted to accept the drugs however the normal garden rose had been tainted a black colour as a result. According to Kritiker the flowers are designed to release a burst of spray every hour a burst of spray that works in a similar way to the drugs it was grown with whilst in the bloodstream.
It was after we had found this out that Aya-chan had allowed me to throw them away, I think deep down I had started to blame her, if she had allowed me to dispose of them when I wanted to then we would have never been affected and I could have saved him… but it was too late for maybes now, wasn't it? I watched as everyone began to leave and crouched down infront of the stone, running my hand tenderly over the cold surface. This wasn't right none of this was right, and Schwartz still persisted to haunt me. My heart froze at the mere thought, today when we had arrived at the church a bouquet of flowers were waiting for us, black and white roses, they were for Ken but aimed at us…they were from Schwartz…
I growled and clenched my gloved hand as tight as I could for within my fisted hand lay the card from those roses the words imprinted on my brain and engraved into my heart. Paralysing me as I read them over and over and over again within my mind, right now all I wanted to do was break down and cry, cry until there were no tears left to shed and instead I cried rivers of blood. Until every drop of blood lay on the ground at my feet and I went to wherever he was, until I wrapped my arms around him again and ran my hands through his hair. But I couldn't because I was Fujimiya Ran and I couldn't cry without some goddamn fucked up drug in my system. I couldn't cry and express my emotions for the man that I had loved because Schwartz hadn't drugged me, all they had done was left me with those flowers, this note, and these words…
'We gave him our heart
to wear
Cause you didn't care.
Our flowers were black and
red
Never thought that he'd end up dead.
We only wanted to
give him a home
Cause you made him feel so alone.
But in the
end he choose you
Blowing him up was all we could do' (1)
He had chosen ME after everything he had still wanted ME and it was because of that they had killed him. They'd killed him just because he had wanted to stay with me, with Weiss, and not go off with them.
"Damn it, Ken…why…why did you choose me? I wouldn't have cared if you had chosen them; at least you would have still been here. At least I still could have gotten you back, brought you into my arms and held you there until you saw how much I loved you… until you understood how important you were to me… after everything… why?" No answer was given but that was to be expected, he wasn't here, he couldn't tell me that everything was going to be ok because it wasn't…he was gone…for good this time… with a deep breath I stood from where I was crouched. Muttering a soft prayer underneath my breath, a prayer for Schwartz' bloody and painful death.
I sighed softly and turned on my heel, black trenchcoat flowing hazardously in the wind. It was then that I noticed something I hadn't seen before, off to my left, just out of the corner of my eye, I could see three people stood underneath the Sakura tree. I recognised two to be Schuldig and Farfarello but the other…ocean eyes, brown hair; I practically choked on my own breath as every thing going on inside of me came to a screeching halt. It couldn't be, it must be Nagi, the light shining on his eyes had made them appear lighter. Still I didn't believe that, turning my head so that I could see the tree clearly, Schuldig chuckled at me and shook his head before they all disappeared.
"Ken?" the word fell from my lips like a stone into water, my heart twisted and contorted painfully at the mere thought that he could be there, my legs became weak and useless and I collapsed onto the grass. Was that him? It couldn't be, Ken, my Ken the man that I had loved more than anything, was dead. Wasn't he?
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Ok, there's chapter twelve and what a confusing chapter to write. No seriously I had to rewrite it three times until I decided that this one was the best and would have to do considering I had hit my deadline of Monday and it had to be up so I apologise if it sucks. I know this is getting confusing even I am noticing that I have to seriously think about everything I've done and where I feel it has to go so at least we can all be confused together n.n please review and tell me what you thought it would mean a lot to me n.n
1- Gillian Sillis people not me, these were her words not mine because I couldn't come up with anything n.n so she was kind enough to help me out. Both the flowers and the card from Schwartz this time around were her idea and what a fabulous idea it was so I just want to say a HUGE thanks to her because she deserves it n.n Thank you hun and I adjusted on line slightly I hope you don't mind n.n
And yes there was supposed to be a lemon at the beginning but I couldn't for the life of me work out how to do a three way lemon that wasn't NC 17 since I'm soo used to doing those instead of R rated so I just had to skip it sorry but there will be at LEAST one more lemon before the end of the fic so YAY!
Thank you all and please
review, I do read them all n.n