Bits and Pieces of Weiss Kruez

BY : fareys_delight
Category: Wei▀ Kreuz > Yaoi - Male/Male
Dragon prints: 4003
Disclaimer: I do not own Weiss Kreuz, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Title: Jazz and Kitties

Fandom: Weiss Kruez

Pairing/Characters: Schuldig/Farfarello, Aya

Prompt: watch

Drabble #: 117

Date: July 20, 2012

Word count: 362

Next pairing: Yumichika/Ichigo

AN: Stalking of the Kitty Aya. *nodnod* I must happen often.




“He’s much smaller then I thought he would be. He seemed bigger when he was fighting,” Farfarello drawled as he watched Aya move around the jazz club, dropping off drinks and taking orders for more.


“It’s the Lolita dress in part and the fact that he’s always bristling when fighting,” Schuldig stated, tapping the ash off of his cigarette. Picking up his drink, he sipped at the ale. Watching Aya smile flirtatiously at some old guy, Schuldig skimmed over the guys mind. He found nothing but enjoyment of having a sweet, young male treat him with respect.


“So why is our dear kitty working here? And why does Crawford want us to follow him around?” the silver haired man asked as he turned his gold eye to his companion.


“Apparently, what he makes as a kitty covers his dear sister’s care and very basic foods. So he called up a friend to come work for him whenever he had time. He gets paid under the table and keeps the tips, meaning he’s able to pay for needed things for himself since the tips tend to amount to 600 a night. On a good night that is,” Schuldig quoted fro the information he had been able to find out. “As for why our fearless leader wants us to watch him, it’s because if we do it right, we’d have someone on the inside to take down both Persia and Esset.”


“Isn’t his sister’s care supposed to be a part of his working with Weiss?” Farfarello asked, eyebrows raising upwards at that bit of news.


“Supposed to be, but apparently they pay for the beds but not the care that she needs,” Shculdig snorted, scowling. Esset were a bunch of bastards, but when they promised something, they did it. Persia and his bitches were just fucking with their people and hopefully it would work in their favor.


Finishing his ale, Schuldig smirked at Farfarello and waved his cigarette at the other. “So we watch and wait huh?” the Irish man stated, eye watching as Aya counted his tips, nibbling on his bottom lip, making it swell and flush.


“Can’t deny it won’t be fun.”

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