Battles not Worth Fighting

To the person who was to lazy to log in- How could you possibly ever resent Yaoi? I personally don't like youji or omi, but I love Ken and Ran and the rest of Schwartz. I may not write about Yaoi, but I don't read straight coupling stories, I can't ever remember reading them either, don't remember how I got into Yaoi either, but I'm gonna post a story soon, It's Schuldig/Brad.

Nekosune- Sorry, having family problems, updating is slow on everything. I haven't been in a writing mood, but recently had a strike of encouragement or something but I'm in the mood again.

D-Chan: Hey I gots me a new muse! His name is Fenris, Fenris say hello to my lovely readers.

Fenris: -smirks sexily and gives a small wave- Hello, I'm D-Dono's darker writing muse.

D-Chan: -grins- Isn't he cool?

(Fenris has short black hair up top in small spikes and a pony tail that reaches about just below his shoulder blades kinda reminds me of Reno from FF7, Coal Black eye's and a nice build lotsa muscle's like Billy Coen from Resident Evil 0, he has on a black wife beater (That thing needs a better name) Black jeans, black leather belt and black work boots, he's very tan too.)

Falcon: -glares at the new addition-

Flame: -grins- Hey welcome to the family.

H-Chan: Well to the story. Oh and Farfarello and the rest will play a bigger role once Blaine's story is kinda more prominent.

Jeff finishes his salad, he leans forward on his elbows clasping his hands in front of him "So how's life outside your job?" I sip my soda and look around at the people watching us, thinking us just a well dressed couple at a small local cafe's outdoor section "It's alright I guess, my roommate is dating someone from the orphanage." Jeff nods and continues to sip his tea.

I smile behind my hand, our taste's so different, our jobs so alike. He had a salad and tea, I had a burger and fries with ginger ale. He sets his tea down "So, any boyfriends?" I continue to smile "No and I've told you once before, your not my type." Jeff holds his hands up "Sorry, sorry innocent question." I finish my soda "Come over to my apartment, let me change, we can go see a movie or something."

Jeff nods and places the money on the table, we both stand going to his car, and then to my apartment. Once there, I change into tight faded blue jeans, and a green baby t that says "If you can see this..." in big yellow letters, then in small letters it says "your to close." my hair back in a regular pony tail and black sneakers. I grab my keys and go back to his car.

Climbing in I immediately start telling him what to do "Take off the jacket and the tie, undo the first two buttons, roll up your sleeves and muss your hair, it's still slicked back." He frowns but proceeds to do as I told him. "So, what do you wanna go see?" He says as we start to head off. I shrug "I dunno let's go see that new action/romance one." Jeff nods.

We drive the rest of the way in silence, once there he parks and we go inside and buy tickets, just in time for the movie. Jeff gets popcorn and drinks as the previews roll. He comes back just as the movie starts and we sit in silence watching the long movie. Finally we walk out of the theater, laughing and joking around. We climb into the car and drive around for about 2 hours, after awhile he drops me off in front of my apartment.

I watch him drive off and looks at my watch, 7 pm. I put my keys in my back pocket and walk off down the street, soon finding myself standing outside of a large club called 'The Irish Maiden'. I smile and step in front of the line, up to the bouncer, ignoring everyone's protests. The bouncer puts his arm in front of the door "Age?" I smirk "I'm 16 you big lunk, what are you a new bouncer?" I point to his clip board, he looks down at it and spots my picture next to the VIP section. He grumbles and steps aside.

As I step inside I adapt a slow swing to my hips, a sensual smile on my face, a seductive walk that catches attention. I see a few heads turn. I walk towards the bar and spot an orange haired man grumbling about something, a leash in his hand. The leash is attached to a golden eyed man, the one eye watching me, running over my face and down my body. His lip twitches up into a thoughtful look. He pulls on the orange haired mans sleeve and whispers something. The mans green eyes turn to me.

(Farfarello&Schuldig's P.O.V.)

(Farfarello)

I catch sight of a vaguely familiar figure, I let my eye wonder over her I smile, amused, I tug on Schuldig's sleeve "That's the girl who massacred the church."

(Schuldig)

I turn my eye's to the girl. 'Damn' I have to prevent my mouth from falling open. I try to use my telepathy to read her thoughts but am politely pushed out. I watch her face turn a questioning stare at us. "she knows I'm the one trying to read her mind, go ask her to dance Farfarello." I take the leash off his collar.

(Blaine's P.O.V.)

I push the talent out of my mind and look curiously at the orange haired man. He turns to the white haired man and whispers something before taking the leash off. The man walks towards me, a slow song begins to play "Dance?" he says in a slow deep Irish accent. I smirk "Of course." I answer letting my own accent thicken. His one eye widens, but then he smirks as he pulls me into his arms "So your Irish too then?"

I nod. He leans closer to my ear, tightening his grip around my waist "I know your the one from the church the other night, I recognize your silhouette." I try to pull away, but he just tightens his grip some more "Don't worry, I won't tell if that's what your worried about." My hands fly to his shoulders "I can't talk about this, talk to my boss, Jeff." He lets go and I hand him a card walking off, I pull out my cell phone dialing Jeff's number.

I just say one thing before hanging up "Some one knows." I go up the stairs at the back of the club, I pull my keys from my pocket and open the door with a little metal 8 on the front. I let myself in "Hey Skelly, you here?" (Skelly means Story Teller). An old woman's voice answers "Is that you Blaine, my child?" I smile "Is Dooley around?"

-Flash Back-

Dooley leads me to a slightly run down club, up some stairs and into a room "Ma, we got a visitor." A medium aged woman enters the room "Who didja bring home this time ya blustering fool?" Dooley pushes me forward "A youngen ma, found her in an alley scared and wet, she needs a place to stay, she's fit, I figured she could help ya out around here." Skelly looks me over and I look down at my feet "My name is Skelly girly, you work hard fer me and ya can stay." I nod vigorously.

-End Flash Back-

Skelly smiles "No, he's not ere, but you can wait if yar wantin' child." She goes back into her room. Dooley had taught me everything that I know, even though Skelly was harsh with words she was kind, so I stayed. At 14 Jeff had come across me, and two years later I still work for him.

I sit down on the couch and begin to drift off but snap to attention when the door slams open. I look up to see Dooley stumble in a young blonde attached to his lips. She spots me and pulls away, she gives him a disbelieving look and slaps him and leaves. He looks surprised until he hears me snickering.

He turns, scowling, but then smiles "'Ello lassy, what good can I do ya?" I smile "What, can't just visit no more Dooley?" He shakes his head and sits next to me "Anon lassy, beg me pardon, I didn't mean to be rude." I laugh "It's alright Dooley." I lean my head on his shoulder "I just don't want to be alone right now."

Dooley looks at me worriedly "What did that ol' Sea Rug have you do now, he didn't make any advances now did'e?" I shake my head "I just killed Cormac."

-Flash Back-

I glare at the unconscious boy who had been making fun of Dolan (Dolan mean Dark-Haired). I look up from his prone body to see another boy starring, eye's wide he looks about 18 "What do you want?" I spit in English, Dooley had taught me the language, this boy was American. My accent must have been thick because he looked confused. "I'm Irish, but I know English." He nods slowly "My name is Jefferey Vandalei Corswater the 5th, My father is very rich and I wish to employ you to my services, I can get you a better education."

I snarl "I won't be your whore." I hiss. He looks shocked and repulsed "No, as my body guard, I wouldn't dream of servicing you for sexual pleasure." I look at him doubtfully. He shakes his head "I need a competent bodyguard, I wouldn't loose a person who could protect my life to as foolish a thought as lust." I turn my back to him "Follow me, you have to speak to Dooley and Skelly first."

-End Flash Back-

I lie half asleep on Dooley's shoulder and chest, h has his arms wrapped around me, one hand playing in my hair. "Sleep my child, god knows you need some." I nod sleepily into his chest and drift off to sleep. When I open my eye's again I'm laying on the couch, a pillow under my head, a blanket over my body, the cross voices of Dooley and Jeff coming from the kitchen.

Then I hear Skelly begin to yell, telling them to grow up and that yelling at each other ain't gonna help me none. I blink back tears as they ignore her and there yelling gets louder. I get up quietly and leave the small apartment.

(Jeff's P.O.V.)

I growl "It doesn't matter, someone knows, she's becoming careless." Dooley slams his hand down on the table "You can't stop her from doing what she thinks is right!" Skelly speaks up "You two know how much that girl loves ya's, why she does I'll never know, you'se need to grow up, fighting isn't going to help her none, don't neither of ya's care about her feelings in all this!"

I scowl "Stay out of this woman, there's a difference between what she thinks is right and what is right, she could be put away fro this." Skelly turns her head "Oh, now look whatcha's gone an done, she left!" Me and Dooley both look into the living room, and our fighting continues.