Warnings/notes : Aya/Schuldich, third pov, center shifts irregularly after songlyric fragments
Disclaimer : I don't own Weiss Kreuz. The song 'Violet' belongs to Savage Garden. Lyrics slightly altered.
[!] Spoiler : Aya's relative
written at 10th june 2003, by Misura
//If there's a way that you could
Be everything you want to be,//[Schuldich]
They hadn't lynched him.
In fact, they hadn't even accused him of manipulating Aya's mind into believing he was in love with Schuldich. Or in lust ; Aya had yet to say he loved the german.
But I'll get you there, Aya.
One day, you *will* admit you love me.
Of course, he should have known Weiss's reaction wouldn't be that bad ; Crawford wouldn't have let him go otherwise.
Ah yes, Brad. I'll break through his shell one day as well and find out who he really is.
Probably not in the same way as I did with Aya though ...
"You're smiling." Ken sounded as if he'd just committed a capital offense.
"You have good eyes, Kenken. I am, indeed, smiling. That I sleep with Aya, doesn't mean I act like him too, you know." Schuldich grinned.
Omi giggled. "You shouldn't tease Ken-kun so much, Shu-kun."
Shu-kun ... ah well, better than 'Schwarz!' I guess.
"Yeah, that's *my* job." Yohji spoke up, sounding a bit stingy.
Still a bit jealous, aren't we Kudoh?
//Would you complain
That it came too easy?//[Aya]
Aya listened to his teammates' and Schuldich's antics with a slight frown, left a little dazed by their easy acceptance of the telepath.
Events seemed to have gone rather quickly, running out of his control before he was even aware his hold on things was slipping.
Takatori's death ... his sister's awakening ... Schuldich showing up again.
Each of those things had filled something of the gap in his life that had never bothered him before ... before that german walked into my life.
He wasn't even bothered by it anymore.
Sometimes it was both easier and more pleasant to let things run their course without trying to manipulate their course, to simply swim with the tide.
Of course, Schuldich was still his and he jealously listened as the german talked about his odd relationship with Crawford and his other teammembers, yet this too wasn't the same anymore.
Though he'd never admit it, he knew he was Schuldich's too.
I might even go so far as to say I ... love him.
//In a way, we're the same
Two people looking out to sea//[Schuldich]
"One day though, I'll bring a smile to those lovely lips." Schuldich bragged, earning another glare from Ken and Yohji.
"I'd like to see that." Yohji snorted.
"I believe in you, Shu-kun." Omi declared.
"Thanks, chibi." Schuldich ruffled his hair, amused at the expression on Yohji's face.
That guy is just way too easy to bait.
Omi swatted at his hand. "Don't call me that! Yohji-kun does that too and I hate it."
But not him, hmm?
"Forgive me, I had no idea." Schuldich made an apologetic bow. "How about if I call you 'Omikins' then?"
"What's wrong with calling him 'Omi'?" Yohji huffed.
Schuldich shrugged. "It's so impersonal, Kudoh. I think of him as a friend so I like to give him a special kind of name. Like he is calling me 'Shu-kun'."
//For a wave that would
Carry all our fantasies//[Aya]
Yes, Omi has grown quite fond of Schuldich.
Though I'm glad of it.
It was nice to have the other members of Schwarz drop by as well every once in a while.
Nice to have people around who knew what they were, what they had done and still did, yet didn't judge them for it or wanted to use them, like Kritiker.
True, they got on his nerves sometimes, especially the irishman, yet they too were a part of his life now he'd sorely miss if they ever stopped visiting.
Almost as much as Schuldich, who had almost taken up permanent residence in the Koneko.
The german was already gathering his own fanclub, though he didn't really do any work in the shop. Aya intended to change that, shortly.
He might as well make himself useful.
Even if influencing the customers' minds to buy something isn't acceptable behavior.
Remembering that hectic afternoon when everyone had wanted to buy flowers all of a sudden, he couldn't help but smile.
Schuldich crowed triumphantly. "See? I told you I could do it!"
Annoying. But nice.
"Why did you do it, Crawford?" Nagi inquired.
"Don't play games, Crawford, you know what I'm talking about!" Nagi gestured at the document lying in front of him on the table.
"It was the best solution for two problems. They are good together."
"And you're good on your own, safe in knowing you won't have to experience what it's like to love and be loved in return first-hand?"
"You don't understand."
"You're right : I don't."