Chapter 2

The dreaded disclaimer again. I don't own Weiss Kreuz and I don't know who does so please don't sue me. I'm just writing this for the fun of it.

This will get funny soon, I promise. School just started today, woo-hoo. Anyway, on with the story.

1. Crimson moonlight and bloody rain, I'm very happy that you like this story, hope that this chapter is just as good.

Two days later three Kritiker agents came and picked up the boxes of Weiss's things, their cars and the bikes were loaded onto a trailer to be shipped to Louisiana.

"My poor, poor Seven. It has to travel all the way across the world alone." Yohji whined when he watched his beloved car being towed away to the shipyard.

"The cars and things have to be traveling on some boat to get there before us when we are taking planes." Omi pointed out as they gathered together for dinner in the kitchen of the Koneko for the last time.

"We leave tomorrow at 11:00 A.M. be ready. The plane takes off at 12:30. I want all of your bags together before you go to bed tonight and also…" Aya said but was cut off by Omi, "Relax Aya, we already talked to Momoe, she is going to work in the flower shop downtown, Ken took care of his soccer team"

"I don't wanna leave them." Ken said sniffling.

Omi continued on ignoring Ken's pouting. "And all of my files are on disks that are in my bag. We are all ready so stop worrying."

Omi finished his speech and without looking at Aya walked up to his now bare room to sleep.

Aya looked at everyone with a Level 3 patented Takatori glare.

Yohji shook his head and also went up to his room with ken on his heels. Aya waited a minute longer before admitting defeat by the chibi and going to bed himself.

10:55 the next morning

"YOHJI, KEN. GET UP" Aya's roar went up through the Koneko. The Kritiker agent that was going to bring them to the airport was waiting looking at Aya nervously. Omi voted to wait in the car while Aya was in his temper. His katana was shipped over with their other belongings and the kitchen knives were packed up in storage.

"GET. YOUR. ASSES. DOWN. HERE. NOW. BEFORE. I. TEAR. OUT. YOUR. LIVERS.!" Aya's voice vibrated through the house and thumping was heard upstairs. He felt a headache coming on.

"Get your asses down here now before I tear out your livers." Aya's voice jarred Yohji and Ken into wakefulness and they realized what the time was.

"Oh, shit." Yohji said as he threw on the clothes he lay out the night before. Ken was in a similar state. Their bags were already loaded into the car and so all they had to do was run downstairs and slam right into a fuming Aya.

"Get into the car now." Aya said in a dangerously low voice.

Ken and Yohji squeaked and scrambled off the floor piling into the backseat of the car with Omi.

"Let's go." Aya said to the Kritiker agent who was beginning to pity the other boys. The agent walked quickly to the car and by that time it was 11:05. The ride to the airport, was quiet thanks to the fact that Yohji and Ken were terrified of what Aya would do if they disrupted his peace.

The Airport

Now, Ken was usually a very patient person, but right now he was cursing Kritiker to the abyss and beyond. They just had to transfer them in the middle of travel season. He nearly lost Omi more than once in the crowd. He, Omi, and Aya were waiting by a window as far away from the other people as possible for Yohji to come back with their tickets. Kritiker had already bought them, but they still had to wait in line to get them. Yohji volunteered to go after some threats from a katana wielding assassin. Ken took a peek at Aya from behind a fern that was sitting between him and the red head. Aya turned his head to Ken and the plastic plant seemed to wilt under his glare.

After what felt like an hour, Yohji finally came back with the tickets. However, he looked like he was hit by a truck.

"Oh Dear God," he stammered out, looking absolutely terrified, "we have to move quick. There are three packs of rabid fan girls on what seems to be caffeine high. Two of the packs cornered me; I was only just able to get away."

Aya's eyes widened and he immediately went into assassin mode. "Evasive maneuvers everyone now. Stay together and avoid the girls at all costs. Our plane takes off in ten minutes, we can make it."

The four boys quickly grabbed their bags and looking like hunted kittens, moved the 200 feet to the opening to their plane. They all were on alert, but as Omi looked around the legs of a tall American he saw a familiar face.

"OMI!"

Ouka's squeal could be heard around the entire airport.

"AYA!"

The shriek of Sakuya only added to the terror.

"The door is right there! Move boys!" Yohji yelled, though there was no longer any need. All of the girls' heads turned in one direction away from the flower shop boys.

"HE'S SOOOOOO CUUUUUTTTTTTTTTEEEEEEEEE!" a scream was heard from among the crowd of girls and then there were echoes from the rest.

"Yes" "Cute" "Wow" "Get em'!"

And all of a sudden the pack of girls turned and started chasing the other boy.

"C'mon, let's go before they come back." Aya said softly so as to not get the attention of the fan girls.

They got onto the plane without any more incidents. They were in first class so Yohji and Omi got into seats behind Ken and Aya. Omi got the window seat and was looking out into the parking lot seeing an interesting sight. The fan girls were still chasing the innocent bystander around the lot and it looked like someone that Omi recognized from some of their missions.