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7
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Chapter 7
Obsession Confession
Obsession Confession
By: Anna Hibiki
Rating: R/NC-17 (it’s going
up).
Disclaimers: Weiss is not
mine! Koyasu-sama and other people with much more money than me owns it.
Pairings: Coming soon..
Notes: Anything written in
Italic are thoughts.
This fic can be read
mediaminer.org and ff.net.
Today I’m giving
Mini-Schu’s! Since there was only one reviewer and reviewed twice, she gets two
Schus *sighs dreamily at the thought of two SchuSchus* The thanks go to Fata
Morgana (Aro foo for reviewing!! *double glomps* I’m glad you like how I’m
writing Brad! I’m sorry it took me so long to update but hope you like this
chapter [and all the BradRan in there] I love that pairing too, it grows on me
by the day! ^__^ [even if it doesn’t stop me from hating Aya and loving Brad…
^^])
Chapter 7
Aya’s eyes widened in fear
at the sound of that low voice. He jumped away from it, rubbing at his ear to
take the feeling of his warm breath away, but wanting to feel it again.
Crawford arched an eyebrow,
his dark eyes mocking Aya cruelly. “You don’t look too happy to see me again
Ran.”
The redhead’s eyes narrowed
in anger. “You… again-”
Brad stopped him from
saying whatever he was going to say, lunging forward to punch him on the gut.
Aya was caught completely
off guard, his mind had conjured lots of possibilities of what could happen
when he met the American, but none of them had been this. He… even if he wasn’t
going to admit it, wanted to be touched again, to be kissed again. No, he
didn’t want to be humiliated, but he couldn’t resist Brad, he couldn’t.
The following moments were
a blur to the swordsman, but he was starting to come out of his trance and felt
the intense pain from the punch, that had sent him down to the floor.
sinisinian tried to sit up,
but he was kicked hard at his side.
The katana slid from his
grasp and he lied down, defenceless. The redhead was at the precog’s mercy.
There was nothing he could do to defend himself being in such a position. His
whole body hurt and felt like he couldn’t move.
An amethyst eye open,
followed soon by the other, that reflected how vulnerable Aya was. When his
sight focused a little, he saw Crawford crouched beside him, a wide smirk still
twisting the corners of his lips upwards.
The redhead opened his
mouth to say something, but Brad placed a finger over his lips, quieting him.
His heart sped up at the feeling of the American’s skin. He was so caught up
into looking at that smirking face that he didn’t pay any attention to Ken’s
voice, who was nearly begging for help through the mic, trying to get his
teammates to help him.
This is what he had been
fearing, and it was happening.
He was leaving his
teammates behind.
And he didn’t care.
.::.::.::.::.
He couldn’t feel the stabs anymore.
The knife cut into his assassin gear and cut his skin.
The only pain he could
notice was in his heart, he was going to die there, and he would die alone.
He wondered if his
teammates would try to find him.. If they would miss him.
If Youji would…
No, the blonde wouldn’t
miss him. He was convinced that Youji felt disgusted after he heard Omi reveal
his secret.
He had to be.
And telling himself that
the other hated him made him feel a little better.
Farfello’s knife was
dripping with Ken’s blood. The Irishman laughed madly and looked at the other
assassin, who could barely stand on his feet. The brunette leaned back against
the wall, clutching at his stomach as he tried to remain conscious.
“Farfie! I told you to hurt
him a little, but you nearly killed him!” Schuldig, who had gotten away from
Youji, scolded the one-eyed psycho.
He walked closer to Ken to
take a better look at his condition and brought his hand to his face to tilt it
up.
Unfocused chocolate eyes
tried to look at him, but the effort only succeed in making Ken lose the little
grasp he had on his consciousness.
The German snorted and
hauled the boy in his arms before he fell. “Perfect. Now I have to take him to
a doctor, and look at my clothes, he’s staining them.” He scowled at his teammate.
“Go distract Balinese, but don’t hurt him, do you hear me?”
The Irishman just laughed
and ran towards the next corridor. There was another assassin to fight against.
Schuldig took the opposite
path, and soon was out of the building and into his car, cursing about how the
kitty’s blood ruined his beloved car.
.::.::.::.::.
Aya tried to hold his
breath, to avoid moving, to gather the strength to pull away, but it wasn’t
easy.
Brad laughed when he
noticed that the redhead’s face turned darker as it became more and more
difficult to hold his breath.
“You want me to have to
assist you or what?” he asked leaning closer
“NO!!” the swordsman
yelled, the air finally filling his lungs.
The American chuckled. “That would be
funny, wouldn’t it? Abyssinian’s worst enemy gave him a mouth to mouth that
saved his life at the middle of a mission. Don’t you think it would be funny
Ran?”
“…”
“You won’t talk to me?” he
asked, his voice sounded highly amused.
Aya shook his head, still
trying to resist.
“Mmm…” Crawford purred as
he grazed the younger man’s lips with a finger, the gesture was obviously one
of mock tenderness. “It’s a pity we didn’t use these minutes we just had
together more properly.”
The redhead blinked in
confusion.
Brad’s smirk just widened even
more. “Someone had to distract you while we caught a kitty to play with, and
who better than me to stay with you meanwhile?”
“What do you mea-”
“I’m not telling you…”
The taller man refrained
from chuckling at the sight of Fujimiya Aya, Abyssinian, pouting. It was an
unconscious gestubut but it was there.
Apparently Aya realized he
had let his guards down because he turned his face to the side and put on his
usual scowl. But the effect was broken by the bright blush that stained his
cheeks.
“Looks like you are a shy
kitten, ne, Ran?” he forced the redhead to look at him and his expression
turned cold again. “It’s time to say goodbye… for now.” He placed a folded
piece of paper on the floor near Aya’s face. “Next Thursday at the hotel you
see in the note. The address and anything else you may need is in the note.” He
tilted Aya’s face to the side and bent his head down to gently catch a pale
earlobe between his teeth, the corners of his lips lifting in a smirk at the
shudder that went through the younger assassin’s body. “I’ll be waiting… Oh,
and the building will explode in…” he looked at his watch “seventeen minutes.
Bye…” he whispered and rose to his feet.
Aya closed his eyes and
took a deep breath. He needed to recover from the encounter. After a couple
minutes he took the note and read it. His eyes widened at the realization that
it was one of the most luxurious hotels in Tokyo.
“Balinese, status.”
Omi’s nervous voice came through the earpiece.
“I’m done, the target
was found dead.”
“Great, get out of the
building.”
“Siberian, status.”
The leader of Weiss asked again.
A few seconds passed, and
there was no answer from the other assassin.
“I repeat. Siberian,
status?”
“Where the fuck is he?”
That was Youji, who sounded rather worried.
Suddenly, realization hit
Aya as he ran through the corridors. ‘Someone had to distract you while we
caught a kitty to play with’, that’s what Oracle had said.
Schwarz had.
.
He turned his mic on. “The
building will explode in less than eleven minutes. Get out.” He ordered the
others.
“Where is Siberian?!”
Youji demanded to know.
“I said leave the
building.” He repeated.
“Abyssinian, status?”
Omi finally asked.
“Getting out of here.”
“But where the fuck is
Ken!”
“Balinese!”
“Get out.” He took the
earpiece off and continued running.
When he got out, Omi and
Youji were already there, both in an almost hysteric mood (though each one had
his own reasons for it).
They had lots of questions,
but he didn’t answer to anything.
His salvation was the explosion
that destroyed the building, that distracted Youji long enough for Aya to put
him into the car and leave as fast as possible.
He dt cat care for what
happened while they left, his mind was already thinking about next Thursday.
It was going to be a long
week.
Tsu zu ku…
I’M FINALLY BACK!! This
chapter is up and tonight a new chappie of Revenge will be up too!
Oii! I’m sorry this took me
so long! The chapter is nothing big but well…
This took me longer to
update in ff.net (they deleted 4 fics of mine for no reason [ONLY ONE of them
had ‘sexual content’] and I couldn’t update anything until now).
Anyway, what do you think
of the chappie? I don’t think Brad is OOC, I’m trying to make him like in
Tsuchiya-sensei’s manga. And Ran… maybe he’s a little OOC, but back when he was
Ran, he was that shy, so I guess he would be like that. After all, he can’t
keep the Aya-act 24 hours each day.
In next chapter, Schuldig
will play nurse and Aya will have to decide if he goes to his ‘date’ with Brad,
and WHAT happens if he goes (well, you’l see that in mediaminer.org, because
any lemon scene will be deleted from ff.net…)… *hentai grin*
Until the next update,
remember to leave me comments with your opinions, ideas or anything ya wanna
say. They’re truly appreciated!
Hasta luego!
Obsession Confession
By: Anna Hibiki
Rating: R/NC-17 (it’s going
up).
Disclaimers: Weiss is not
mine! Koyasu-sama and other people with much more money than me owns it.
Pairings: Coming soon..
Notes: Anything written in
Italic are thoughts.
This fic can be read
mediaminer.org and ff.net.
Today I’m giving
Mini-Schu’s! Since there was only one reviewer and reviewed twice, she gets two
Schus *sighs dreamily at the thought of two SchuSchus* The thanks go to Fata
Morgana (Aro foo for reviewing!! *double glomps* I’m glad you like how I’m
writing Brad! I’m sorry it took me so long to update but hope you like this
chapter [and all the BradRan in there] I love that pairing too, it grows on me
by the day! ^__^ [even if it doesn’t stop me from hating Aya and loving Brad…
^^])
Chapter 7
Aya’s eyes widened in fear
at the sound of that low voice. He jumped away from it, rubbing at his ear to
take the feeling of his warm breath away, but wanting to feel it again.
Crawford arched an eyebrow,
his dark eyes mocking Aya cruelly. “You don’t look too happy to see me again
Ran.”
The redhead’s eyes narrowed
in anger. “You… again-”
Brad stopped him from
saying whatever he was going to say, lunging forward to punch him on the gut.
Aya was caught completely
off guard, his mind had conjured lots of possibilities of what could happen
when he met the American, but none of them had been this. He… even if he wasn’t
going to admit it, wanted to be touched again, to be kissed again. No, he
didn’t want to be humiliated, but he couldn’t resist Brad, he couldn’t.
The following moments were
a blur to the swordsman, but he was starting to come out of his trance and felt
the intense pain from the punch, that had sent him down to the floor.
sinisinian tried to sit up,
but he was kicked hard at his side.
The katana slid from his
grasp and he lied down, defenceless. The redhead was at the precog’s mercy.
There was nothing he could do to defend himself being in such a position. His
whole body hurt and felt like he couldn’t move.
An amethyst eye open,
followed soon by the other, that reflected how vulnerable Aya was. When his
sight focused a little, he saw Crawford crouched beside him, a wide smirk still
twisting the corners of his lips upwards.
The redhead opened his
mouth to say something, but Brad placed a finger over his lips, quieting him.
His heart sped up at the feeling of the American’s skin. He was so caught up
into looking at that smirking face that he didn’t pay any attention to Ken’s
voice, who was nearly begging for help through the mic, trying to get his
teammates to help him.
This is what he had been
fearing, and it was happening.
He was leaving his
teammates behind.
And he didn’t care.
.::.::.::.::.
He couldn’t feel the stabs anymore.
The knife cut into his assassin gear and cut his skin.
The only pain he could
notice was in his heart, he was going to die there, and he would die alone.
He wondered if his
teammates would try to find him.. If they would miss him.
If Youji would…
No, the blonde wouldn’t
miss him. He was convinced that Youji felt disgusted after he heard Omi reveal
his secret.
He had to be.
And telling himself that
the other hated him made him feel a little better.
Farfello’s knife was
dripping with Ken’s blood. The Irishman laughed madly and looked at the other
assassin, who could barely stand on his feet. The brunette leaned back against
the wall, clutching at his stomach as he tried to remain conscious.
“Farfie! I told you to hurt
him a little, but you nearly killed him!” Schuldig, who had gotten away from
Youji, scolded the one-eyed psycho.
He walked closer to Ken to
take a better look at his condition and brought his hand to his face to tilt it
up.
Unfocused chocolate eyes
tried to look at him, but the effort only succeed in making Ken lose the little
grasp he had on his consciousness.
The German snorted and
hauled the boy in his arms before he fell. “Perfect. Now I have to take him to
a doctor, and look at my clothes, he’s staining them.” He scowled at his teammate.
“Go distract Balinese, but don’t hurt him, do you hear me?”
The Irishman just laughed
and ran towards the next corridor. There was another assassin to fight against.
Schuldig took the opposite
path, and soon was out of the building and into his car, cursing about how the
kitty’s blood ruined his beloved car.
.::.::.::.::.
Aya tried to hold his
breath, to avoid moving, to gather the strength to pull away, but it wasn’t
easy.
Brad laughed when he
noticed that the redhead’s face turned darker as it became more and more
difficult to hold his breath.
“You want me to have to
assist you or what?” he asked leaning closer
“NO!!” the swordsman
yelled, the air finally filling his lungs.
The American chuckled. “That would be
funny, wouldn’t it? Abyssinian’s worst enemy gave him a mouth to mouth that
saved his life at the middle of a mission. Don’t you think it would be funny
Ran?”
“…”
“You won’t talk to me?” he
asked, his voice sounded highly amused.
Aya shook his head, still
trying to resist.
“Mmm…” Crawford purred as
he grazed the younger man’s lips with a finger, the gesture was obviously one
of mock tenderness. “It’s a pity we didn’t use these minutes we just had
together more properly.”
The redhead blinked in
confusion.
Brad’s smirk just widened even
more. “Someone had to distract you while we caught a kitty to play with, and
who better than me to stay with you meanwhile?”
“What do you mea-”
“I’m not telling you…”
The taller man refrained
from chuckling at the sight of Fujimiya Aya, Abyssinian, pouting. It was an
unconscious gestubut but it was there.
Apparently Aya realized he
had let his guards down because he turned his face to the side and put on his
usual scowl. But the effect was broken by the bright blush that stained his
cheeks.
“Looks like you are a shy
kitten, ne, Ran?” he forced the redhead to look at him and his expression
turned cold again. “It’s time to say goodbye… for now.” He placed a folded
piece of paper on the floor near Aya’s face. “Next Thursday at the hotel you
see in the note. The address and anything else you may need is in the note.” He
tilted Aya’s face to the side and bent his head down to gently catch a pale
earlobe between his teeth, the corners of his lips lifting in a smirk at the
shudder that went through the younger assassin’s body. “I’ll be waiting… Oh,
and the building will explode in…” he looked at his watch “seventeen minutes.
Bye…” he whispered and rose to his feet.
Aya closed his eyes and
took a deep breath. He needed to recover from the encounter. After a couple
minutes he took the note and read it. His eyes widened at the realization that
it was one of the most luxurious hotels in Tokyo.
“Balinese, status.”
Omi’s nervous voice came through the earpiece.
“I’m done, the target
was found dead.”
“Great, get out of the
building.”
“Siberian, status.”
The leader of Weiss asked again.
A few seconds passed, and
there was no answer from the other assassin.
“I repeat. Siberian,
status?”
“Where the fuck is he?”
That was Youji, who sounded rather worried.
Suddenly, realization hit
Aya as he ran through the corridors. ‘Someone had to distract you while we
caught a kitty to play with’, that’s what Oracle had said.
Schwarz had.
.
He turned his mic on. “The
building will explode in less than eleven minutes. Get out.” He ordered the
others.
“Where is Siberian?!”
Youji demanded to know.
“I said leave the
building.” He repeated.
“Abyssinian, status?”
Omi finally asked.
“Getting out of here.”
“But where the fuck is
Ken!”
“Balinese!”
“Get out.” He took the
earpiece off and continued running.
When he got out, Omi and
Youji were already there, both in an almost hysteric mood (though each one had
his own reasons for it).
They had lots of questions,
but he didn’t answer to anything.
His salvation was the explosion
that destroyed the building, that distracted Youji long enough for Aya to put
him into the car and leave as fast as possible.
He dt cat care for what
happened while they left, his mind was already thinking about next Thursday.
It was going to be a long
week.
Tsu zu ku…
I’M FINALLY BACK!! This
chapter is up and tonight a new chappie of Revenge will be up too!
Oii! I’m sorry this took me
so long! The chapter is nothing big but well…
This took me longer to
update in ff.net (they deleted 4 fics of mine for no reason [ONLY ONE of them
had ‘sexual content’] and I couldn’t update anything until now).
Anyway, what do you think
of the chappie? I don’t think Brad is OOC, I’m trying to make him like in
Tsuchiya-sensei’s manga. And Ran… maybe he’s a little OOC, but back when he was
Ran, he was that shy, so I guess he would be like that. After all, he can’t
keep the Aya-act 24 hours each day.
In next chapter, Schuldig
will play nurse and Aya will have to decide if he goes to his ‘date’ with Brad,
and WHAT happens if he goes (well, you’l see that in mediaminer.org, because
any lemon scene will be deleted from ff.net…)… *hentai grin*
Until the next update,
remember to leave me comments with your opinions, ideas or anything ya wanna
say. They’re truly appreciated!
Hasta luego!