Chapter 9 yippee

Disclaimer : I don't own Weiss Kreuz

I hate hurricanes.

After dinner, the boys and Kay went into their respected rooms for the night. Yohji put on a 'borrowed' headset from Omi and pulled out one of his magazines. Ken lay down and stared at the ceiling for a long time before eventually drifting off. Aya stood by the window for a while before giving up to the inevitable and going to sleep. Omi jumped straight into bed, dug his head into the pillow, and went straight to sleep. Kay sat at the edge of her bed for a long time before sighing and curling up onto her bed.

Around midnight Omi woke up. He heard a scratching noise. Or he dreamed it. Eaither way, he ignored it as the house settling and went back to sleep. A few minutes later he woke up again to the scratching. He listened intently for it but didn't hear it again. He tried to go back to sleep but the scratching started up yet again. He got out of bed and looked around the room: under the bed, in the closet, behind the dresser, but just couldn't find it. He shrugged until he heard it coming from above his head. Omi looked up and a black shadow came down from the ceiling fan and landed on his face. Omi screamed as the black shadow scratched at his face and jumped twoard the door.

"Omi, where are you," Yohji's yell came from the hall. Omi's door yanked open and Yohji's shillouette was seen in the faint light. The black shadow ran between Yohji's feet and he jumped as it brushed past his leg. Omi had his bow in his hands and looked ready to hunt the black thing. Yohji carefully walked up to the younger boy, not wanting to risk an arrow.

"Hey kiddo, what happened? Bad dream?"

"NO! I don't know what it was. It was like something not real." He sank to the floor.

"C'mon Omi. It's a new house, you probably just dreamed something."

Omi got up and followed Yohji out of the door. He dropped the bow on the bed.

"Yohji, what's up," Ken said rubbing his eyes coming up behind Yohji.

"Nothing much, Omi here had a bad dream."

"I didn't think I..." Omi stopped there and stared at the ground at Ken's feet.

Ken looked down at his feet and his eyes opened up to the side of dinner plates.

The black shadow ran up Ken's leg and up his bare chest onto his head. Ken yelled and started falling backwards. He got too close to the stairs and fell down onto the landing. The black shadow went with him. A light came on behind Yohji and Omi revealing Kay and Aya watching them. Aya looked pissed at being woke up and Kay looked interested at what's going on.

"Kay, Kay," Omi yelled frantically," your house is haunted." The kid looked close to tears. Kay gave him a confused look. "What are you talking about?"

"Ah, people," Yohji said. They all looked at him.

"I think Ken is starting to convulse here, and the shadow has eyes." Kay gave Yohji a strange look, "Shadow? Do you mean my ferret, Shadow?"

"You have a ferret? Hey Ken," Yohji called to the jock, "it's not going to kill you. It's your cousin."

"Don't make fun of my family, pervert," Ken called up. He came walking up the stairs with the ferret on his shoulder. "I kinda like the fuzzball when its not trying to kill me. My old neighbor had a ferret, meanest thing in the world."

"If your neighbor had a mean ferret, why do you like this one so much. Wouldn't you be kinda wary of it," Kay asked.

"Uh, maybe. I suppose."

"Kay," Omi said.

"Yes Omi"

"If you have a ferret, a pack of about twenty dogs, and horses; what else do you have running around here."

She looked thoughtful for a minute. "Well Omi,I have a few cats, another ferret, a cow, some deer usually come around, sometimes squirrels get in, and more than once I saw a few bears."

The boys just stared at her.

"That it?" Yohji asked.

"For now," Kay shrugged, "I'm going back to bed." She held out her arm to Shadow and he jumped onto her shoulder.

"We have walked into a zoo, good night all," Ken said and slightly limped into his room. Yohji and Aya silently followed suit. Omi went downstairs to get a drink and then went to bed himself.

The next morning Yohji woke up to the smell of something, interesting. It wasn't good but at the same time it wasn't bad. He looked at the clock, 8:00. Damn, he thought. It's too early to be up. Anyway, that smell just called to him. Goshdarnit, he wanted to know what the dang smell was. He rolled off the bed and hit the wall. Damnit again. The bed was on the other side of the room than the Koneko. He groaned and rolled over the other way, and over, and over until he had no more overs to roll. He landed with a solid THUMP on the floor. He growled softly, mornings just weren't his thing. He pushed up off the floor and crawled to the dresser. It was farther away in here than in the Koneko also. Ugh, he had to stop thinking about the stupid shop. At least it was a larger room for more, ahem, questionable items. That smell came to him again and this time he decided it smelled pretty good. He decided to forego the dresser and just walked down to the kitchen in what he happened to be wearing. With lots of noise, he made his way down the stairs.

Yohji walked into the kitchen and saw Omi at the table messing with his computer, Ken was outside running around with some of the dogs, and Aya was leaning up against the counter and talkinig to Kay. Yohji looked at Kay then looked again. She was wearing a pair of grey shorts and a red shirt that was too decent, to Yohji's taste. What caught Yohji's attention, however, was all the scars over her body. She had a metal plate holding part of her left calf together, a deep scar over her right eyebrow, and an assortment of lighter scars over her arms and legs. She and Aya seemed to be arguing.

"Listen, Aya, I told you. That's past, I work with you now. I'll get you to the mission spots but past that I'll take your orders."

"How do I know you'll do this. You have never worked with a team before and it seems that you don't really procede with caution. I don't want anyone hurt.
Kay gave a frustrated sigh, "Listen Aya. I told you what I'll do. Don't judge my actions because Kritiker is a dumbass who never gives me accurate missions."

Aya interuppted her and started to say something but Yohji cut in, "Aya, you heard her, she'll follow your orders during the missions, but past that we have to listen to her. She's the one who grew up in this place. Besides," he said looking at Kay, "what is that delicious smell?"

Kay looked at him and smirked, "It's engine parts I got off of ebay. Putting them in the oven loosens up the metals and makes it easier to clean."

Omi looked up from his computer, just noticing Yohji. "Incredible, you're awake before noon. I hope the world isn't coming to an end."

Yohji laughed sarcastically, "The smell of cooking engine parts just called to me." Yohji's eyes widened up to dinner plates. "Engine parts! My seven! Where is my dear Seven!"

Kay looked confused. "What's a seven? Your car?"

"Yes! The car, my car. Where is my car!"

"Probably still at the train station. We can go and get them today if you want."

"Yes, today. Definitely today. Now." Yohji looked excited.

"Good, gather up Ken and we can go. We'll stop at Krispy Creme and get donughts for breakfast."

Yohji was already out the door to get Ken and Omi was packing up his computer.

"Wanna come Aya? I gotta do some running so you'll see most of the town. Ah, and before I forget, Kritiker gave me a mission tonight. Don't worry, it doesn't involve the four of you, just me." She was out of the door before Aya could reply.

Yohji and Ken was waiting outside the garage when Kay, Aya, and Omi came up. Aya was glowering at everything, Omi was just looking around and Kay was talking on a cell phone.

"Yohji," Kay said and turned off the phone, "you have the green car, right? With the eight cylinder engine?"

"I don't have any idea what kind of engine I have, but my car is green." He got a despairing look, "What happened, is it bad."

"Not really, just crappy oil, you're engine needs a new belt, transmission fluid, windsheild wipers, brake pads, and you're back left tire is flat." She listed all the problems with an unconcerned look on her face but Yohji nearly died of a heart attack.

"Ah, ah, ah."

"Don't worry, I can fix it in about a day. We just need to stop and get the supplies. I got some chain in the shop, we'll just have to take the truck again."

Yohji ran into the garage and hopped onto the truck.

"Kay," Ken said, "can you tow my bike here? I don't really feel like going right now, I just want to explore the house a bit and run around with the dogs some more. Also, I want to ride again."

"I don't mind. Go into the attic if you want and tell me what you find. It's been ages since I went up there. Just watch out for rats," she shuddered, "the only animal I just can't stand."

Ken nodded and walked back to the house.

"Omi, Aya, ready to go," she smiled good naturedly at both of them. Aya grunted and walked to the truck, Omi smiled back and did the half-girly jog of his when he holds his hands horizontally at his waist. Kay shook her head and decided that there was just something not right with the boy.

WITH SCHWARZ

Crawford and Nagi were sitting on the first row of the first class section of the airplane. Nagi was asleep against the window and Crawford had a book open in his right hand. He was concentrating so hard on the horror novel that he didn't even notice the telepath's intrusion in his mind.

Schuldig was having a bad day. First, Bradly dumbass hillbilly Crawford drug him to the airport at ten o' clock in the morning. He had only gotten in two hours earlier. Then, he is introduced to the Weiss fangirls. That was an unforgettable encounter. Now every stewardress that approached him made him jump and hide in the bathroom. And finally, just to complete his day, he had to sit in the same row with an insane Irishman to make sure he doesn't go kamikaze and crash the plane into the water or something. Crawford didn't even tell him where they were going. Only that Weiss was there and he had a feeling that the trip would be good for Farfarello and it didn't include bloodshed. What it was not even Crawford knew. That was really odd.

Schuldig was startled out of his thoughts by the pilot saying that they were about to land.

Bloody freakin great.

What's so good about California?

Apart from the theme parks and booze.

And chicks.

Whenever the plane landed twenty minutes later, however, Crawford didn't lead them to a car but to another terminal. Schuldig looked up and blinked. Then blinked again.

Louisiana.

What the hell is Louisiana?

Schuldig walked over to Nagi, not willing to risk Crawford's gun.

"Hey kiddo, why are we going to Loosianana?"

"Because Crawford said so. Besides, it gets us away from Esset for a while. That always works for me. And besides, it's called Louisiana, not loosianana."

"It still doesn't really make any sense. Crawford's keeping me out of his mind so I really don't have much of an idea."

"That's you're problem," Nagi said, bored. "Besides, I don't know why we are really going eaither. Only that Crawford said it would be good for Farfarello."

Schuldig mumbled under his breath and walked over to Crawford and Farfarello. Nagi looked over at a magazine rack and saw a Sudoku puzzle book. He picked it up and payed for it at the counter. The intercom voice said that the plane to Louisiana is leaving in five minutes. Nagi went over to join the other people of Schwarz and onto the plane.

I know it's been a long time. What use is there for hurricanes, we have no need of them. This may not be a very good chapter but it will get much better once I have more time. See you next chapter, Omi will meet the drums.