Absent Without Leave
a Weiss Kreuz chapter fic
Rated PG-13 for violence and language
by Crystal Adept
Disclaimer- I don't own Weiss Kreuz, or any of the characters from it. I do own all the new charcters that were never in the anime. Heh heh heh. All mine.
A.N.- I don't intend on making this yaoi, though it may seem like it. If I do make it yaoi, it's going to be a Ken+Omi pairing. Possibly Aya+Omi, and Youji+Aya. Lime at most. Some of the characters may seem a little OOC, especially Aya, though I tried to get him as close to normal as possible (If he even has a normality to him). This is based around the beginning of the series, but I'm making AU for the reason that it has no specific timeline. Yeah... I guess that covers everything. I might have a few picture of the new characters to be posted, so check my webpage: http://crystaladept.deviantart.com or email me at either crystaladept@hotmail.com or crystal_adept@yahoo.com I'll answer anything so long as you state the story in your subject. Anything else, I won't even open. I just delete it. R+R please... flames are welcome. They tell me what I'm doing wrong, and how I can improve. This is my first Weiss Kreuz fic... so flame me all you want.
Chapter One ~ A Plucked Flower
Omi stood in the corner of the little flower shop, watering a potted plant. The flower had just recently began to bloom, the carnation showing a vibrant violet color. Drops of water glistened in the morning sunlight, casting little rainbows on the wall.
"That's a pretty flower. How much is it?" Omi jumped in suprise.
"Miss Ouka! I didn't know you were there!" He shot a glare at Youji, who shrugged and turned to a group of girls around him. At that moment, a hush fell over the room. Aya stood right behind Ouka.
"That flower is not for sale." Ouka glanced at the older man before commenting.
"I was asking Omi-kun, not you."
"Um... Aya-kun's right, Miss Ouka. This plant is not for sale. It's something I've been working on during my free time." he picked up the pot and gave a slight bow to Ouka. "We have plenty of other flowers to choose from. Why don't you go ask Youji to help you?" Ouka's cheek puffed up angrily. She turned and stormed out of the shop. Youji laid a hand on Omi's shoulder.
"You've got a lot to learn about woman, Omittchi. What ever you do, though. Don't take pointers from Aya. That'll only leave you, or the woman you love, hurt." Omi stared at Youji with clear blue eyes. Then he glanced down at the flower.
"I'll grow another one, and give it to Ouka as a gift. I have other plans for this one."
~~~
~Weiss. There has been a numberous amounts of kidnapping. So far, all the ones kidnapped have turned up dead a couple of weeks later. The suspects have been narrowed down to Saori and Axis Miran. Hunters of the night. Deny these killers thei tommorows.~
Manx faced the group. "You heard him. This is the mission info. Who's in?" Aya took the folder and flipped through it.
"I'm in."
"I'll go with Aya," stated Ken, reading over Aya's shoulder (which earned him a purple glare.). Youji and Omi nodded in agreement, knowing that if Ken was going, then it wasn't too bad. As Manx left, the three older Weiss looked at the youngest. Omi sweatdropped.
"What...? Why is everyone looking at me?" The file got tossed at him.
"Find out what you can about these people." They all left, leaving poor Omi sitting alone at the computer.
"Why me..."
~~~
After a few hours of working, Omi gave a successful sigh and stretched. A hot cup was thrusted into his hand. In confusion, Omi looked up. Ken was standing there, reading what was on the screen.
"How are thing going?"
"Perfect. They're schedualed to take a flight to Australia from Tokyo Airport on Thursday and five p.m." Ken ruffled Omi's hair.
"Good. Why don't you go outside and get some fresh air. I'll pass it on to the others." Omi batted Ken's hand away and went outside, clutching the coffee cup like a lifeline.
~~~
In a green car down the road, a woman leaned against the steering wheel.
"A young boy. I'm guessing about 18. Blond hair. Seems like he's in good shape. The perfect target."
"Kids are so naive. Don't they know not to be outside after dark?" A man sneered from the opposing seat.
"We'll just have to teach him a lesson, now won't we." She stepped on the gas, turning the lights up their brightest.
~~~
Omi barely turned before getting blinded by flouresent headlights. His cup shattered on the had asfault.
~~~
Aya walked into the basement area of the flower shop, holding the folder. Ken and Youji were relaxing on the couch. He tossed the folder in Youji's lap.
"Notice anything in common with the people who were kidnapped?" Youji flipped through the folder, reading the data.
"No. Not one."
"Your not looking hard enough. Study the ages." Youji did that and then looked at Aya.
"Ages 5-19. Children and teens. So...?" Aya looked around.
"Where's Omi?" Ken thrusted a thumb towards the stairs.
"He went outside for a breath of fresh air." Aya's eyes widened.
"You idiot! Omi fits that age range!" Aya took off up the stairs, followed by Youji and Ken. But they were too late. By the time they made it up the stairs, a screech of tires and a crash was heard. All that was left of Omi was the shards of coffee cup on the cement when they got outside.
~~
In Omi's room, a single purple petal fell to the ground...
~~~
A.n.- So... how's that for a beginning? Reveiw and I might add more to the story... Technically, I have seven more chapters written, rough draft. If you have any suggestions or comments, please tell me. (Although I have most of the story already planned out.) If you can guess what happens next, maybe I'll add a character in the story, just for you. Ja ne, minna, until next time.
a Weiss Kreuz chapter fic
Rated PG-13 for violence and language
by Crystal Adept
Disclaimer- I don't own Weiss Kreuz, or any of the characters from it. I do own all the new charcters that were never in the anime. Heh heh heh. All mine.
A.N.- I don't intend on making this yaoi, though it may seem like it. If I do make it yaoi, it's going to be a Ken+Omi pairing. Possibly Aya+Omi, and Youji+Aya. Lime at most. Some of the characters may seem a little OOC, especially Aya, though I tried to get him as close to normal as possible (If he even has a normality to him). This is based around the beginning of the series, but I'm making AU for the reason that it has no specific timeline. Yeah... I guess that covers everything. I might have a few picture of the new characters to be posted, so check my webpage: http://crystaladept.deviantart.com or email me at either crystaladept@hotmail.com or crystal_adept@yahoo.com I'll answer anything so long as you state the story in your subject. Anything else, I won't even open. I just delete it. R+R please... flames are welcome. They tell me what I'm doing wrong, and how I can improve. This is my first Weiss Kreuz fic... so flame me all you want.
Chapter One ~ A Plucked Flower
Omi stood in the corner of the little flower shop, watering a potted plant. The flower had just recently began to bloom, the carnation showing a vibrant violet color. Drops of water glistened in the morning sunlight, casting little rainbows on the wall.
"That's a pretty flower. How much is it?" Omi jumped in suprise.
"Miss Ouka! I didn't know you were there!" He shot a glare at Youji, who shrugged and turned to a group of girls around him. At that moment, a hush fell over the room. Aya stood right behind Ouka.
"That flower is not for sale." Ouka glanced at the older man before commenting.
"I was asking Omi-kun, not you."
"Um... Aya-kun's right, Miss Ouka. This plant is not for sale. It's something I've been working on during my free time." he picked up the pot and gave a slight bow to Ouka. "We have plenty of other flowers to choose from. Why don't you go ask Youji to help you?" Ouka's cheek puffed up angrily. She turned and stormed out of the shop. Youji laid a hand on Omi's shoulder.
"You've got a lot to learn about woman, Omittchi. What ever you do, though. Don't take pointers from Aya. That'll only leave you, or the woman you love, hurt." Omi stared at Youji with clear blue eyes. Then he glanced down at the flower.
"I'll grow another one, and give it to Ouka as a gift. I have other plans for this one."
~~~
~Weiss. There has been a numberous amounts of kidnapping. So far, all the ones kidnapped have turned up dead a couple of weeks later. The suspects have been narrowed down to Saori and Axis Miran. Hunters of the night. Deny these killers thei tommorows.~
Manx faced the group. "You heard him. This is the mission info. Who's in?" Aya took the folder and flipped through it.
"I'm in."
"I'll go with Aya," stated Ken, reading over Aya's shoulder (which earned him a purple glare.). Youji and Omi nodded in agreement, knowing that if Ken was going, then it wasn't too bad. As Manx left, the three older Weiss looked at the youngest. Omi sweatdropped.
"What...? Why is everyone looking at me?" The file got tossed at him.
"Find out what you can about these people." They all left, leaving poor Omi sitting alone at the computer.
"Why me..."
~~~
After a few hours of working, Omi gave a successful sigh and stretched. A hot cup was thrusted into his hand. In confusion, Omi looked up. Ken was standing there, reading what was on the screen.
"How are thing going?"
"Perfect. They're schedualed to take a flight to Australia from Tokyo Airport on Thursday and five p.m." Ken ruffled Omi's hair.
"Good. Why don't you go outside and get some fresh air. I'll pass it on to the others." Omi batted Ken's hand away and went outside, clutching the coffee cup like a lifeline.
~~~
In a green car down the road, a woman leaned against the steering wheel.
"A young boy. I'm guessing about 18. Blond hair. Seems like he's in good shape. The perfect target."
"Kids are so naive. Don't they know not to be outside after dark?" A man sneered from the opposing seat.
"We'll just have to teach him a lesson, now won't we." She stepped on the gas, turning the lights up their brightest.
~~~
Omi barely turned before getting blinded by flouresent headlights. His cup shattered on the had asfault.
~~~
Aya walked into the basement area of the flower shop, holding the folder. Ken and Youji were relaxing on the couch. He tossed the folder in Youji's lap.
"Notice anything in common with the people who were kidnapped?" Youji flipped through the folder, reading the data.
"No. Not one."
"Your not looking hard enough. Study the ages." Youji did that and then looked at Aya.
"Ages 5-19. Children and teens. So...?" Aya looked around.
"Where's Omi?" Ken thrusted a thumb towards the stairs.
"He went outside for a breath of fresh air." Aya's eyes widened.
"You idiot! Omi fits that age range!" Aya took off up the stairs, followed by Youji and Ken. But they were too late. By the time they made it up the stairs, a screech of tires and a crash was heard. All that was left of Omi was the shards of coffee cup on the cement when they got outside.
~~
In Omi's room, a single purple petal fell to the ground...
~~~
A.n.- So... how's that for a beginning? Reveiw and I might add more to the story... Technically, I have seven more chapters written, rough draft. If you have any suggestions or comments, please tell me. (Although I have most of the story already planned out.) If you can guess what happens next, maybe I'll add a character in the story, just for you. Ja ne, minna, until next time.