Title: Tears from heaven

Summary: Even the best writher puts something from his own character in a story, but only a good reader can figure out what (I suck at summary's)shounen-ai kenxfarf don't like don't read

Warning: Shounen-ai eventually, don't like, don't read and I warned you so don't flame oke

Disclaimer: I don't own Weiss Kreuz/ Knight hunters, but I do own this story mwahaha!

Authors note: Oke so I see you've come past my story, well I hope you enjoy it. To say honestly I think it's one op my masterpieces, but I don't want to brag, so enjoy the story

Chapter 01: Tears from heaven

It was a rainy day in september. Raindrops fell from the sky or 'tears from heaven' as I called them. they clanged on to my coat as I walked through the park. Tiny clouds of hot air left my mouth. I shivered as the cold air rushed past my body. My footsteps reverberated against the wall of the ally as I walked to my home, or actually their home. The home of me and my companions.

I walked through the door. The house was dark and quit, they probably where already asleep I thought. But that thought was wrong, because the moment I took of my jacked, I heard a cold voice sending shivers of my back. "Where have you been". I quickly turned around. Something grasped my arm so that I couldn't move. I heard footsteps coming closer. The face of Brad Crawford appeared from the shadows. The way Brad looked terrified me and I tried to brake free from the grip on my arm.

/My, my aren't you in a rush/ a voice said inside my head, Schuldig. I could feel a smirk reveal on Schuldigs face. /The one and only/ he whispered. "I think" Schuldig said "that our little Farfarello here needs some punishment". Brad smirked "I think your right" he said. And whit that they brought me to my room, correction , my cell.

I heard the door shut behind me. The room was dark, only the tiny light of a candle shined in the darkness. I walked over to the little table where the candle stood on. I grasped something in my bag and pulled it out, it was a notebook.

You know most of the people I know see me as a madman, a lunatic, a psychopath, or whatever they may call it, but I know I'm not crazy….. I just see things different. But what bothers me is that nobody seems to know me, I mean me, just me not Berserker, just Farfarello. But I guess it can't be that way, I tried to change it….. but I just can't. I tried to cut myself, tried to suicide, tried to kill other people, but it didn't change one bit.

Until one day I found a piece of paper and a pen on this table when they had locked me up. And then the time I really needed to tell somebody how awful I felt, so I started to write, and write. And after a half an hour or so al my thoughts and feelings where on that paper. And then al I could do…… was write.

#end Farfarellos P.O.V.#

Knok, knok, knok… knok, knok, knok… Some one was knocking on his door. knok, knok, knok… "Ken?". Ken awoke at the sound of his name. slowly he opened his eyes, the light of the morning sun blinding them. "Ken?" he heard again "Ken are you there?". Ken groaned in irritation, why did the morning always come, why couldn't it just be night forever.

"Ken-kun?" Omi slowly opened the door "oh your already awake, well breakfast is ready" he said whit a smile. "Yes I'll be right there" Ken said still have asleep. He got up slowly. 'Oh how I hate mornings' he thought as he got dressed 'some times I just wish I could sleep forever, that I never have to wake up in this world again'.

He made his way downstairs. His team mates where already gone. It was their day of so he figured that Yohji would go to some kind of bar to get drunk, Aya would go to his sister, as always, and Omi had to go and visit some one. So he had the whole house for himself.

Ken looked at the clock, it was already lunch time. 'Wow I really overslept' he thought as he ate breakfast 'must come from the mission last night'.

#flashback#

"Bombay you take the left hall, Siberian you take the right, Balinese you come whit me" there leader ordered. Ken noted and took of whit out a single word, he knew better than questioning Aya. He walked threw the dark hall, or it was more like running but it didn't matter right then, al that mattered was locating their target.

His footsteps sounded hollow. There was complete silence in these halls, except for his footsteps there was no sound, or was there? Ken stopped and listened. There it was again, it was a soft sound, a normal person wouldn't have heard it.

Ken tried to locate the source of the sound but before he could do that he heard a soft voice whispering words into his ear. "Having fun?". He quickly turned around to see no one other than Berserker. Ken immediately unfold his claws. A smirk revealed on Berserker's face "boy aren't we a scary-cat".

"What are you doing here Berserker? And where are the other freaks?" Ken asked angry. Berserker's face hardened "that's none of your business" he hissed. "Then why are you stalking me?". "Stalking you?" Berserker said "I'm not stalking you, I just like to see you kittens run around the building to find some one who's not there anymore". "What?" Ken asked confused. Berserker laughed at this "oh Siberian your even more naïf than I thought".

"Siberian!". Ken turned around at sound of his codename "Siberian!" he heard Yohji scream. Ken looked over his shoulder, nothing, Berserker was gone. "Siberian!" he saw Yohji coming around the corner "oh there you are, we've been looking al over for you". "What's wrong?" Ken asked. "The target, he was death before we got there".

#end flashback#

Ken hadn't told anyone about his conversation whit Berserker, yet, he would tell them eventually but first he had to understand it himself. How did Berserker knew about the target's death, it was all a big mystery for Ken.

He decided he needed to get out, out of this house to some place where he could think. He got his jacked and walked out of the door. A long time it was just that… walking and thinking, trying to figure it out. Eventually he came by a coffeehouse and decided that he could think better whit a cup of coffee.

So he took a seat and ordered some coffee, and then it happened, while he was drinking his coffee he saw someone…… someone very familiar. It was Berserker, he was sitting there in a chair looking down at a notebook, writing in it. For a while Ken just observed him as he wrote. He seemed in some kind of trance Ken thought.

On that moment he decided to ask Berserker about last night, he was playing whit fire and he knew it, but this might be the only chance he had. So he stood up and walked over to the table where Berserker was sitting, he took the chair facing Berserker. For a long time he just sat there thinking of what to do, as Berserker went on whit his actions. But just when he wanted to ask something he was cut of by Berserker. "What are you doing here?".

Ken was a little taken back by that question but he quickly recovered "drinking coffee what else?". "I mean what are you doing here sitting in the chair facing me?" Berserker said. "Can't I sit here?" Ken asked. There was a long and uncomfortable silence in which Berserker took the time to write a little bit more.

"What are you writing?" Ken asked curious. Berserker looked at him, and then Ken realized that he wasn't wearing his eye patch. The golden eyes where drilling into him and Ken felled as if all the breath where sucked out of his longs. Then Berserker looked away "you wouldn't understand" he said. "Why?" Ken asked. Berserker looked at him his face filled whit anger "I said you wouldn't understand so forget about it" the anger was easy recognized in his voice.

"Oke, oke I was just being curious" Ken said not wanting to cause any trouble. "Well then don't be" Berserker said as he stood up and graphed his bag. Ken looked at him as he left the shop not bothering to go after him. He looked at the place where Berserker sat just a few moments ago. There was something lying on the table. Ken picked it up… it was a notebook. He read the title "Tears from heaven" he said slowly, then he looked out of the window as the rain started to fall for the second time this week.

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-Neko-Thenshi