Disclaimer: I own nothing except Shane Alexander.
Warnings: Shounen-ai, implied yaoi, random strangers dying... the usual
Author notes: I'm an exchange student in Germany. My mothertongue is English, but because I've been in Germany for 8 months, my English is beginning to suffer. Cut me some slack. I will triple edit to catch as many mistakes as possible.
Kitten Number 5: Chapter 3 a.k.a. Enter the Deutsch
Hours later, once the shop was closed up, dinner had been eaten and the dishes were cleaned. Weiss set about their evening activites. Ken was sprawled on the couch nursing his back and watching a soccer game. Aya was reading a book. Yohji had his cell phone to his ear and was chatting up some girl, while Omi was in the basement doing paperwork. Shane quickly came racing downstairs and yelled "Going out!" wrecking the peace.
Aya stirred enough to yell, "Curfew is at 10:30!" The next sound heard was Shane missing a step and tumbling down the stairs coming to crash into the door at the bottom. He crawled back to the top landing weakly.
"What?" He gasped.
"You heard me. Curfew is at 10:30." Aya said coldly.
"Why?" Shane whined pulling himself to his feet.
"You're registering for classes tomorrow," Aya said without lifting his eyes from his book. "We don't want anyone after us because you aren't going to school."
Shane whined, turned towards the stairs and left. He fumed as he walked down the street. "Where does that bastard get off telling me I have to go to school?" Shane asked the night. He got onto the subway still fuming, but stopped when he noticed quite a peculiar individual. He had flaming orange hair, blue eyes and was wearing a emerald green blazer. Shane positioned himself on the train so as to be able to watch this orange haired individual. He had very handsome facial features. A strong jaw and clearly a good build. Shane found him to be quite handsome.
As he was watching, he soon heard a voice in his head. 'Take a picture. It'll last longer.'
Shane jumped a little. "Excuse me?" He asked. People looked at him. No one had said anything.
'You're not too bad looking yourself.' At this comment, Shane's eyes widened and he turned to look at the orange haired individual.
'Can he hear my thoughts?' Shane asked himself.
'I can. I can also pick through your memories if I so choose too.' The orange haired man smirked. 'Nice to meet you Shane.' He said the boy's name, proving his point. 'I'm Schuldig.'
'Ah, you're German. Aren't you?' Shane thought and grinned.
'Why yes I am,' Schuldig returned the simle. 'I see you've lived there for a bit.'
Shane suddenly stiffened. 'Please don't go through my memories. I'd rather tell you in person.'
Schuldig backed off. Why mess with the kid? 'So when's your stop?'
'That depends,' Shane flirted, 'when's yours?'
Shuldig grinned. 'Oh... you're a brave one. I know a nice little coffee shop that we can get to know each other orally in.'
Shane gave Shuldig a questioning look. 'I'm not that kind of boy, I hope you realize.'
Shuldig laughed out loud. People turned to look at him this time. 'I mean we can talk... with our voices.'
'Okay.' Shane flashed him a smile.
Once the two had reached the coffee shop and were sitting at a table, Shane opened his mouth to speak. "So, Mr. Guilty," he began applying a new nickname, "do you come with a lastname?"
Shuldig smirked. "I don't supposed you'd believe me if I told you it was 'Unschuldig', would you?" Shane laughed at this. "Schuldig Zwirnmann." He stuck out his hand.
Shane grasped it. "I'm assuming you already know mine." Schuldig nodded in the affirmative. "So what brings you to Tokyo?"
"Work. I do a lot of traveling to other countries, but I always end up back here. You?" Schuldig asked Shane.
"The same, ironically enough. Although it looks like I'll be based in Tokyo for an indefinite amount of time now," He said this and nodded his head casually. "Can I ask your age?"
"22. You?" Schuldig's eyes danced with amusement. He clearly already knew the answer.
Shane hesitated for a moment. "How old do you think I am?"
Schuldig grinned devilishly. "Are we going to play these games? You know as well as I do that you're underage." Shane blushed and looked down. "I like it," Schuldig added in a whisper. The already blushing Shane blushed more.
The time passed quickly and both were having a great time until Shane's phone rang. "Fuck me," he said looking at the caller ID. "It's past curfew for me."
"Well, you could wait for the train and be even later, or I could give you a ride. I live just around the corner," Schuldig suggested.
"I'll take the ride," Shane said with a playful grin. The two paid their bill and soon set off in the night towards Schuldig's home. Shane gasped when they approached the building. It was clearly the most expensive living complex in all of Tokyo. Shane couldn't believe his eyes.
Schuldig smirked at the response. "I live in the penthouse, by the way."
A few minutes later, the two were speeding off in the direction of the Koneko, neither aware that they were dangerously close to the enemy. They started a pleasant conversation which was soon interupted by another phonecall. This time, it was Schuldig's phone.
"Shit. Emergency at home. Can you walk from here?" Schuldig asked pulling the car over.
"That I can. My apartment is just around the corner." Shane got out of the car, but then stopped, leaned back in and grabbed Schuldig's blazer. He pulled the older man towards him and planted a kiss on his lips. He then pulled a card from his wallet. "Here's my number. Text me later," He winked and blew Schuldig a kiss before jogging towards home.
Schuldig smirked and pocketed the card. Man, was he good....
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Shane was glowing as he skipped through the door and up the stairs. He was met by Ken who placed a hand on his shoulder and mouthed 'Good luck'. Shane looked at him quizzically until he noticed Aya who looked more than a little pissed off. Shane rolled his eyes, stepped into the living room and flopped onto the sofa.
"You're late." Aya said.
"Alert the media... A teenager missed curfew," Shane sarcastically responded.
"You were supposed to be here at 10:30. Those are the rules," Aya crossed his arms and looked at the teen.
"Why do you care?" Shane asked. "You've known me a day. We're not related. I'm just some brat who you're supposed to work with."
"We are a team," Aya said, starting his lecture. "Part of a team's job is making sure everyone stays safe. Clearly, Kritiker sees value in you. If we let something happen to you, then we'd fail as a team. And you're right, we're not related. You're not my son, you're not my brother, you're nothing to me. But as long as we are a team, you will obey the rules set forth. Clear?" Aya glared at the teen.
Shane rolled his eyes once more. "Crystal."
"Good. Now go to bed. You have a meeting with a school principal tomorrow," Ran said as he headed upstairs to his bedroom.
When his back was turned, Shane gave him the finger.
Shane shuffled to the bathroom and took a quick shower. He brushed his teeth and once he was finished, he made his way back to his bedroom. Right as he turned off his lights and tucked himself into bed, his phone started to vibrate and beep. He snatched it up. 'Hmm... don't recognize that number...' he thought to himself before a smile crept onto his face. He opened the text message and his smile got bigger.
'Cafe tomorrow at 4:30?' it read.
'Can't wait for it' Shane replied. He then threw himself down onto his bed and grinned happily.
Across the city, Schuldig felt his phone vibrate. With one hand (the other was holding a poor man face down into a fountain of water) he pulled it out, flipped it open and read the message. He grinned as he read the message, until the struggling man caused Schuldig to drop his phone onto the ground. Schuldig frowned before pulling his gun out of his blazer and putting a bullet in the back of the man's head, executioner style. "You dumb fuck... Just don't know when to give up." That being said, he picked up his phone, dusted it off and then put it back in his pocket.
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Morning came too soon for Shane and the next thing he knew, he and Omi were headed towards the school. "Cheer up Shane! This'll be fun! You'll make friends in no time and you're bound to have no troubles with any teachers on your first day!" Shane grumbled in response. Omi kept trying to pep talk the other boy, but it did no good.
Eventually they reached the large school. Omi handed Shane a piece of paper. "Those're directions to the main office. I've got to get to class now! I'll meet you here at the front gates after school! Ja ne!" Omi smiled at Shane before jogging off in the direction of his homeroom.
Shane sighed before unfolding the paper. His face then turned from a look of exhaustion to a look of frustration. It wasn't directions to the main office. Written on the paper was a grocery list Omi was supposed to pick-up after school. "Okay then," Shane said. He surveyed the grounds. Most people were heading in the direction of their homeroom, except for one boy. He sat under a tree reading a book. Shane walked over to him.
"'Scuse me, but can you help me find the main office?" Shane asked the boy. The boy looked up at him, annoyed.
"What makes you think I'm not busy?" He asked rudely.
"Well, you aren't running off to class like all of the other students. And if you are, that's cool. I'll find it by myself.
The boy then looked around. "Oh... I hadn't noticed the bell rang." He then stood up and dusted off his pants.
"Seeing as you're late already, would it matter if you showed up even later because you were helping a new student?" Shane asked hopefully. "Seriously, what teacher will get mad at you for helping a new student?" The boy considered for a moment then shrugged.
"Follow me," he said.
"I'm Shane, by the way. Shane Alexander," Shane said sticking his hand out. The boy looked towards the hand but made no effort to shake it.
"Nagi. Nagi Naoe," He said. Shane dropped his hand and the two continued walking in silence.
Once they reached the office, Nagi started to leave, but the principal held him back. "Nagi, please wait here. That way, you can show Shane to his homeroom." Nagi sighed and took a seat. He immediately opened his book back up and resumed reading.
A half hour later, Shane emerged from the office. It has a good thing Nagi had waited, for he and Shane had all of the same classes. The two started on their way in silence.
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The day passed without much incident. Shane upset the German teacher by correcting him multiple times, thus getting him kicked out of the class for that hour, but other than that it was an uneventful day.
Once the bell had rung, Shane raced outside to the front gate. He had plans and he wanted to get there ASAP. Five minutes or so later, Omi walked out accompanied by a massive crowd of girls. He was greeted by a very impatient Shane.
"Hey Omi! I made plans to meet up with a guy from last night, so I'm going there now!" Shane said. He started to jog towards the subway station when Omi called him back.
"Not so fast! Are you scheduled to work today?" Omi asked. Shane shook his head. "Okay then... one more thing... do you still have my grocery list?" He asked slightly embarassed. Shane laughed and gave him the paper.
"I'll be home for dinner, or not... It depends if something better comes up!" Shane grinned when he saw Omi's facial expression. "I'll make curfew though! Don't worry! I've got my cell phone!" And with that, Shane took off. As Shane was running, the blue sky began to turn grey. By the time Shane reached the station, it was raining buckets. Shane sighed heavily, as he watched the weather for a minute. He didn't mind rainy days, but not at a time like this.
As Shane rode the subway he noticed that Nagi was on the same train as him. He was even more surprised when they got off at the same stop. 'There aren't many homes around this area,' Shane said to himself. He soon forgot about Nagi when he saw Schuldig waiting on the platform. But you could imagine his surprise when Nagi approached Schuldig and the two started to talk.
Shane approached the pair in time to here Schuldig say, "And here he is now! Shane, Nagi informs me that you two have already met." Shane nodded slowly and unsurely. "He's one of the guys I live with," Schuldig said before putting his arms around Shane and Nagi's shoulders. "Now, let's head home and get out of the rain."
None of the three said anything as they made their way to the giant and luxurious building. Nagi broke the silence as Shuldig opened the building's door. "What kind of mood are the others in?" He asked the orange haired German.
"Farf was asleep in his cell and Brad was pissed," Schuldig said in an off-hand manner.
"I figured he wouldn't be too thrilled with you bringing a stranger to the house..." Nagi shrugged and made his way to the elevators.
Schuldig shook his head. "He knew it would be happening a week ago. He told me this morning." Shane's expression became one of total confusion. He and Schuldig had met yesterday. How could this 'Brad' know about him already.
Schuldig read his thoughts and laughed. "Well, mein Schatz [1], all of the people are gifted like me. Our own little chibi included." Nagi twitched at the nickname.
"Schuldig..." the Japanese teen growled.
"Oh Nagi-chan," Schuldig harrassed the boy, "he would've found out anyways." He punctuated the sentence by ruffling up the boy's hair.
"Really?" Shane asked, genuinely interested. "That's so cool! What can you do?"
"I'll show you..." Nagi said. A moment later, Schuldig was lifted into the air and smashed against a near wall. The elevator arrived as Schuldig lay in a twitching mess on the floor. Shane sweatdropped as he helped Schuldig to his feet.
"You deserved that for harassing him," Shane said apologetically.
"Shut up..." Schuldig growled playfully before he pulled Shane into the elevator with him.
- End chapter 3 -
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Translations:
[1] mein Schatz = My treasure
Author note: I was really struggling with this chapter. I had several good ending points, but it never seemed long enough for my liking. :/ So I kept extending this.
I also realize that Schu-chan seems slightly out of character, but honestly... We don't know what he acts like when he's not laughing like a squirrel and firing bullets at Ouka. I guess he shifts personalities when he's on a mission and when he's not.
Actually... lots of the characters are out of character. I haven't watched Weiss Kreuz in literally years. I'm doing my best.