O glorious leader
Warnings/notes : Crawford x Aya, Schuldich x Aya, possibly other pairings too, bits of fluff, sort of AU (you'll see why soon enough)
Disclaimer : I don't own Weiss Kreuz.
written at 25th april 2003, by Misura
Oh, and I know *nothing* about recruitment-procedures in Japan. Please take no offense.
Chapter note : scene shifts.
"And now we move on to the reports on our team in Tokyo : Schwarz."
"Well, yes, what can I say?"
"They've become sloppy. Inadequate. Lazy. Even Crawford."
"What can we about it? We can't spare anyone of our own ... "
"We could ... "
"Are you sure that's allowed in the rules and regulations?"
"It's been done before. Once."
"With good results?"
"No, but ... "
"We can always try. It's better than nothing."
"All right, those in favor, please raise your hands."
" .... "
"Very well then. With a majority of three this council has accepted the notion."
"I will take care of the details."
[a few days later, Tokyo, morning]
"Hey, Aya, didn't you mention you wanted to find another job?"
"Aya-kun! Why didn't you tell me? Don't you *want* to work with me?"
"I wouldn't mind. It would mean I only have to share the girls with two others rather than three."
"Well, look at this Aya! It sounds perfect for you."
Aya picked up the newspaper Ken had thrown in his direction and started to read.
//Wanted : a leader (m/f) with a strong character, dexterious and steadfast. Must possess at least an average level of intelligence, a car, some experience in handling madmen and a high level of willpower. Must be able ro resist any attempt at bribing, bullying or sweet-talking.
A sense of humor is a minus as well as a tendency to talk too much.
Call now! We are looking for *you*!//
"Well? What do you think?" Ken asked, as Aya looked up again.
[a few moments later]
"Hello, this is Kaiketsu-recruiting agency. How may I help you?"
"I call for ad number 2057."
"Do you think you can meet the requirements?"
"Yes, I am reasonably sure of that. Only, I have a few questions."
"I will do my best to answer those then."
"My first and most important question : how much does it pay?"
There was something different about Aya today. The girls in the flowershop had no idea why he hadn't shouted at them like he always did, but they agreed on it being a nice change.
Until one of them suggested it might be another woman who had wrought this change in their beloved redhead. Her suggestion was met with an awkward silence.
Finally, three of them were chosen to walk up to Aya-kun and ask him.
They were greeted with a beaming smile. "Hello, can I help you?"
The boldest of them nodded. "Aya-kun, can we ask you a question?"
"Of course." he replied friendly. Yohji, who was standing only a few feet away was nearly fuming with jealousy at the effect the redhead's new attitude had on the girls. Fortunately he was too caught up in his own dark thoughts to notice Omi and Ken who were vastly amused at the whole situation.
"Do you have a girlfriend?"
He blinked. "No. Of course not!"
"I *hate* girls!" Aya exclaimed. "All girls except my sister." he added after a while.
As the girls backed off with the strangest look in their eyes, he added in a softer tone : "And from tomorrow on, I will never have to see or talk to them again."
While Yohji sighed with relief and Omi and Ken collapsed laughing, Aya continued his work on the flower-arrangement, oblivious to the odd glances thrown in his direction by the girls in the shop. All he could think of was his new job.
He would have to order four people around, all of them male. He would get a room of his own in the apartment where they worked. And he would be paid more than enough to buy Aya-chan the best medical treatment in the whole world.
It almost sounded too good to be true.
Endnote : This story will only be continued after I have finished at least three of my other stories. So don't expect any update too soon, okay?