Here it is! Mahou Lina's first fanfic about Weiss Kreuz! Ok there's a few disclaimers I would like to add though. Ah hem. This is a yaoi fic, meaning boy + boy. Well it's more then a twinge of lemon then anything but I'm sure you get the point. If you don't like this sort of thing or if it makes you uncomfortable then for Heaven's sake don't read it. Weiss Kreuz belongs to the Weiss Project, um or..er.. ok I'm not entirely sure who it belongs to but If I met the person I would kiss their feet.*spoilers ahead* This story is based on the Manga version, for those unfortunate souls who haven't had the pleasure of seeing it, Aya's real name is Ran and his sister is of course Aya or Aya-chan. His parents were killed in a terrorist attack and Aya-chan was severely injured (where in the anime she was just run over, sheez that's sounds kinda morbid huh..) where a building was blown up by none other then the evil Schwarz, or at least Schuldich was there. I kinda took this from a scene where Schuldy enters Aya's dream to harass him but I went farther. Alright alright I've been more original but I hope you enjoy it anyway. Read on!
DON'T YOU KNOW
He screamed her name, her crimson blood leaking from her broken body that lay beneath concrete; his muscles not strong enough to lift it from her.
"Aya-chan! "
The things he cared about most vanished in an explosion. How had he been
so
lucky - or unlucky - as to come out of it unscathed? Why hadn't it been me?!
The rubble of
The building shifted, changed, the sky around him became dark as he looked
down to see
himself clothed in black leather with an over abundance of straps. In his
right gloved hand
held a Japanese sword. He looked up, knowing what was coming, a man in a
business suit
rushed at him, drawing a gun. Ran knew, could just see the black emanating
from this man.
He was evil, it was his job to erase him from the earth for the better of
humanity, for his
revenge.
Everything blurred together, a flash of sliver and the spray of red. Ran lifted his eyes To the unforgiving sky, tears ready to overflow. His sister, his parents… all gone.
" AYA-CHAAN!!"
Aya jerked up in his bed, muscles long since tense covered in a sheen of sweat. His gasps for breath coming short and was swallowed by the silence of the empty room. He put a shaking hand to his face.
A dream, a dream only a dream.
" No use lying to yourself."
Aya jerked at the sound of the somewhat
familiar voice and
whipped his head around. A low chuckle.
" Pretty little thing, you know
what you are don't
you?"
Movement to his left. Aya's blood ran cold as he felt his stomach drop.
No, don't do this to me!
A body kneeled behind him, the weight forcing him back and he felt a slim hand pressed against his stomach, forcing him against the person behind him. A low male voice.
" Don't do what?"
Aya felt feather soft hair brush against his bare back, sending unwanted shivers down his spine.
" Don't deny what you are. You're a murderer, you steal lives. You try to make yourself believe you do it for the good of the world but you'll never wash that blood from your hands."
Aya's chest tightened and he felt his tears begin to trace a hot trail
down his face.
The hand lightly touched his face, turning it back towards his tormentor.
Velvet soft lips
traced the tears path and a hot tongue licked them away.
"Pretty boy, don't you know what your doing is in vain? The world will fall to Shwartz no matter what you do."
Aya clenched his eyes shut, jerking away.
"NO! What I do is for the better!"
Again, a low Laugh. The hand at his stomach traced under the elastic band of his boxer shorts, Aya involuntarily made a little gasp trying to control his body from reacting.
"Ohh? And here I thought it was for nothing more then revenge."
Teeth nipped at his ear, a tongue tracing The soft lobe.
" Don't you know hope is for fools? For the weak. There is only black, it's only a matter of time before the Schwarz will overthrow the Weiss. Why don't you just give It up, boy?"
Aya drew in a breath, as a hot mouth sucked at his neck, feeling the pulse beating rapidly. His mind was swimming, Schwarz and Weiss, good and evil. Was this true ? Why did he feel so helpless… like he couldn't break away. What was he fighting for anyway...
A flash. Pretty young girl with two braids, smiling brilliantly. A gentle voice full of love for her brother. Laughter like a ring of a bell. Aya-chan. His reason for going after all the scum, he would do it for her. For his love of her because she wouldn't give up hope.
Aya felt his strength returning. He had his reason.
"NO! Your wrong! The Weiss is is strong, no matter what you say! I won't stop fighting!"
With all the strength he had he wrenched at the hands holding him.
Let go of me! LET GO!
" LET GOO!!"
" AYA! Jeez, wake up! It's a nightmare! Only a nightmare!!"
Aya blinked, looking up to three blurry faces. Omi was clenching his arm, his eyes wide with uncertainty and fear for his friend. "Aya-kun, are you alright?" Yoji ran a hand through his sleep-matted hair.
" For cryin' out loud, you're loud enough to wake the dead!"
Aya shook off the hand and took a deep breath. Then looked to his teammates.
" Yea. I'm okay. Sorry to bother you."
Ken shook his head, his clothes rumpled.
" That's the last time we let you eat pizza before going to bed."
-At the Takatori Building-
Schuldich opened his eyes, the dim lighting in the room giving them an almost feline look.
" So?" The man wearing glasses asked.
Schuldich sighed.
" Well, so their stronger then we first realized. But destroying them should be fun."
His mouth contorted into his usual unnerving smirk as he thought about running his hands over that young boys body.
" Yes, a lot of fun I should think."
-END-
*couple of more notes
-Schwarz: black.
-Weiss: white
ok ok that turned out a little darker then I thought it would be originally, but it wasn't too bad I hope! Questions, comments, flames? Email me at: MahouLina@aol.com
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