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Bar Life - Chapter 1/3

Fri, 24 Apr 2009 00:28:17 GMT

Bar life Chapter 1/3

This is the very first part in an arc that I'm finally going to finish , After three YEARS of procrastination.

Author: Blackash5
Fandom: Weiss Kreuz
Rating: M-15 for language, Rating will go up in last chapter
Pairing: Yohji/Schuldig, Schuldig/Yohji
Warnings: Beware of cotten candy, bunnies, and strange ways (also known as fluff, sex and occ-ness)

Chapter 1

      Yohji felt like he was dead.

      Sitting in the back corner of the seedy, smoke filled bar, cigarette hanging out
of his mouth and his shot on the table in front of him. Yohji had to admit to himself
that it was his own fault. He was drinking by himself with out having eaten
anything before he came. Waving his hand to the bartender he order another
round of shots for himself. The bartender glared at him bringing the shots.

      “Don’t you think you’ve had enough buddy?”

      “Nope. Keep em coming.” He slurred out. The bartender shrugged and placed
the round on the table. As he walked away Yohji remembered exactly why he had
gone out to drink him self into oblivion.

      He had done IT again. No not sex, well yes it was sex, but get your head out of
gutter. While in the act of sex he had tried to strangle another girl. She had been
nineteen, three years younger then himself. He had come back to himself when
she passed out, from lack of air. A bad thing and a few good things happened to
prevent Yohji from being sent to jail.

      One she had insisted one having a very good time that night and they had
gone clubbing and drinking. The no name girl had gotten her self so wasted that by
the time she had passed out from lack of air, Yohji knew that she wasn’t going to
remember anything from that night. Another good thing was that she had insisted
on paying for drinks, so he still had money to pay for his right now.

      The only bad thing that happed beside him nearly killing her was that when he
left he was still hard and unfulfilled and refused to give himself a handjob.

      “Well, well. Quite the predicament we have here.” A nasal voice spoke from
above him, chuckling. Jerking his head upwards, Yohji gasped as the throbbing had
turned into pounding. Another chuckle. “Beer before liquor, never been sicker.
Liquor before beer, your in the clear.” Schuldig quoted.

      “Go to hell Schwarz!” Yohji hissed as he cradled his aching head.

      “Nope kazchan! Your drunk off your ass and horny as hell. I say we go
somewhere and have a little fun!” he was leering at Yohji.

      “Fuck off, I’m straight, and I would never want to have sex with you if I
wasn’t.”

      Schuldig snorted. “Don’t lie to yourself cat, you know your not straight, your bi.
Who was it? Oh yes it was with that girl and when her BOYFRIEND, what was his
name.. ah Jeramy, decided to show up and have a little fun. If you remember
correctly you had such fun as a bottom, your first time too!”

      Slamming his fist down on the table, nearly breaking it in half, Yohji fished out a
few bills to cover his drinks. That done he staggered out for the red leather booth,
staggering still more and swaying he walked out of the bar.

      Schuldig followed him out, nodding at the bartender and dropping a twenty in
the tip glass. It paid to have friends in low places.

      Noticing in his drunken haze that Schuldig was still following him, Yohji turned
down the bar’s ally. Still Schuldig followed. Thinking he had the upper hand, Yohji
spun around and tried to attack. Unfortunately for him Yohji had not taken into
account the amount of liquor that he had consumed that evening and he ended up
getting pushed up aginst the wall by Schuldig.

      “Well lebie, do you want to take me up on my offer?”

      Yohji just stared. “I don-” but he couldn’t bring himself to say that he didn’t
want it. Schuldig moved closer, their lips were just a centimeter away from each
other. And then they met.

      An electric shock passed through both Yohji and Schuldig, who instantly
deepened the kiss. He swept his tongue across Yohji’s lips, who opened them up
instantly. Schuldig's tongue pushed against Yohji’s and battled for dominance. The
two were roughly the same height and Schuldig used his slight height advantage
to trap Yohji’s head against the ally wall and himself. they both used there
experience and making out skills to the best of their ability.

      Yohji moaned into the kiss as he felt Schuldig take control. /then again I was
never really in control. WAIT A MINUET! WHAT AM I DOING! Oh but it feels soo right.
Mmm/ Yohji moaned and came to a decision, he didn’t care what was going on. He
was way to wasted to care now, and Schuldig had a nice mouth. Moving his arms
up, he placed them on Schuldig's shoulders and fisted them in his long orange hair,
playing with the ends.

      Schuldig moaned as he felt Yohji reach his decision, and pushed against him,
sliding his leg in between Yohji’s legs, rubbing his crotch through the tight leather
that clung to his commando form.

      After several minutes of making out, Schuldig was the one to break the kiss. He
pushed his forehead to Yohji placing small wet kisses against his lips and their
corners. // You like now?// he asked in Yohji’s mind. In answer he moaned and
tried to recapture his lips. // I’ll take that as a yes.//

      “Schuldiggg.” Yohji moaned, just as they were going in for another kiss and all
of a sudden realized that no matter what he had done he should have NOT have
turned to drinking for the answer.  Schuldig moved in time and helped Yohji to stay
semi-upright as he puked the whole contence of his stomach on to the ally floor.

      Sighing Schuldig maneuvered the two of them away from the alley. The next
hours were a blur for Yohji as he was violently ill from all the alcohol that he had
almost inhaled he had drank it so fast. He did remember slumping over a toilet and
doing that business there, then being put into clean white sheets and tucked in,
and then he remember seeing a red headed person who had kept him company
placing a damp cloth and wiping away the stickiness and sweat from his face as he
was sick. The last thing he remembered was taking two white pills.

      Yohji sat bolt upright. Looking around him he realized that he was indeed in
hotel, an expensive room, so expensive that it had it’s own full bar. He realized
that he had no head ache.

      “That’s because I’m repressing it and I had you take a few Advil while you were
still out for it.”

      Yohji looked at Schuldig, but there was no hate in what he was staring at.
“Why can’t I hate you. I have to hate you, you’re my enemy.” His gaze turned
angry but he still couldn’t feel the emotion. “Did you mess with my head?”

      Schuldig sighed, “That’s what I’m trying to figure out. And not I didn’t mess
with you head… I have one theory and I think it’s true. There is one way to test it
out. I have tried my side and think it’s the right theory. What would you do if I tried
to kill my self.”

      “I would stop you.” He answered. Then stopped shocked that he would say
that.

      “Well that confirms that! Yohji do you believe in soul mates?”

I'm Back... Again

Thu, 23 Apr 2009 22:51:07 GMT

Wow guess it's been a veryyyyyyyyyyy long time since i last checked up on this site.

Preaty Much i'm back!

Plus I promised to write a couple stories before long I feel really bad but i found deviantart and it kinda just went down hill from their... I guess i just royally suck at this. So i'm going to be posting Journal/diries/how the hell my day went so it you happen to pass by just comment or ya what ever i don't mind.

Next order of business! My stories! okay so i totally have not been working on them as much as i should! but i did do a massive post on deviant art and now i'm going to post them all here! YA!

so my list isssssssss:

So far i have a few Weiss Kreuz arcs going on

Getting it Togeather
- Bar Life: WIP
-Chapter 1: Posted
-Meeting in a Dream:WIP
-Chapter 1:Posted
-Chapter 2:Wip
-Chapter 3 Planed
-Cosses and Soccer Balls:WIP
-Oneshot:not started
- Moving Along: WIP
-Chapter 1: posted
-Chapter 2:written
-Chapter 3:written
-Chapter 4:written
-Chapter 5: Wip

This next one is a weiss kreuz arc but i has my original Rayen Hunter AKA Rain Naoe (you'll find out if you read it)

When it Rains it Pours
-Rayen's story
-Prologue: Written
-The Cruise Ship Disaster
-Chapter 1: Written
-Chapter 2: Written
-Chapter 3: Written
-Chapter 4: Written
-Chapter 5: Written
- School Life
-Chapter 1: Written

A note for cruise ship disaster i lost it..... and it had yaoi in it .... i really hope my mum didn't find it!

Another one of my stories was created for the 2007 anime north but i didn't summit it

In Place and Times Where Bodies Lie
-Prologue: posted
-Chapter 1: Posted
-Chapter 2: Written

And Lastly for one that is mulity chaptered

Aya keeps a Diary
-Chapter 1: posted

Another Weiss Kreuz story of course is my yaoi (like really yaoi shoul never have been written story... i blame the muses)

Mental Image : Posted

And to cap off The WeiB section i have two emo poems that are pallel to each other and one more written and hping to be posted soon

Bloody Aya :
Remember Omi:

Now on to The other Stories i Just posted one that

I have one D. Grayman one

This one is almost as bad as Mental Image Actually worse if you don't like yaoi then don't read it because this is as hardcore as it gets with out being hardcore .... wtf am i saying not even hard core nothing happens in this one. nothing that we see XD!

My Word: Posted

Then i Have My other stories

My Favorite is Fallen Angel i started it when i was 11 and kept writing i have chapter 1 done.... and that's it... wow i suck!

so yes i have up to chapter 9 planed but i still have to think of an ending this one is also getting turned in to a comic which my fiend is making with me XD SOOO HAPPY! as soon as she gives me her DeviantArt account!

Fallen Angel
-Chapter 1: Posted
-Chapter 2: Written
-Chapter 3: Planed
-Chapter 4: Planed
-Chapter 5: Planed
-Chapter 6: Planed
-Chapter 7: Planed
-Chapter 8: Planed
-Chapter 9: Planed

The first Semi-long one i had plans for but never really got into was written had two stories started for it and a third that i never started

Dead Lock

Book 1:Eye of the Lock
-Chapter 1: Written
-Chapter 2: Written
-Chapter 3: WIP

Book 2:Wrath of the Iceberg
-Chapter 1: Written
-Chapter 2: Written

Book 3:The Beginning of the End
-Nada

I started that one when i was 10 and i really like it but we though we could make a full legnth book with chapter that were 3 pages long lolz

The next one i started was Originally a really nice story ... then i came back to it when i was feeling emo and MURDERED THE GUY"S PARENTS..... so now the story went emo.. while at least the prologue is but the first few chapter are okay

Jewel Hunter: White Winged Thief
-Prologue:Posted

Lucifer Wings is the next one it's weird and i don't know if i will post it

Lucifer Wings
-Chapter 1: Planed

After that Comes Night Lily i like this one too it's about a witch girl who mother is a witch hunter... irony!

NightLily
-Chapter 1: Written
-Chapter 2: WIP

Now this one is a little confusing but what i did was i took my story Move Along and Rearanged it and put my own character in it this is the start of it

Spirit Power:
-Chapter 1: Written
-Chapter 2: Written
and lot of other chapter planed

AND Last but not least (actually i think i have some other stories hiding somewhere but i'm way too lazy to post them here now)

13th Sunday. It's about a kid who has a messed up family and an a ends up almost becoming a scarfice to a cult his dad is in he fights agnist fate and this cult to protect his own life and the whole world's

13th Sunday
-Chapter 1: Written
-Chapter 2: Planned

okay i found this one hiding in the back

I haven't decided on the title yet though but i have 2 chapter written for it and the main character's name is rayen hunter... i think i've heard that some where before... oh ya I USE THIS NAME TOO MUCH I NEED ANOTHER ONE *dies*

Preaty much that's it for now... i have to post and write my stories still and i got the whole even to do so Get reay for a wild ride!

Anime North Competition

Tue, 01 Apr 2008 01:48:49 GMT

though sadily i won't be going to the most awsomest con of the year i am still entering a contest for it it does need a beta so i was wondering if anyone would be interested! i does have

Weiss Kreuz

Title: In place and times where bodies lye

Author: Angela Medeiros

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Prologue – The shift

Canada. Of all the places they had to send us it had to be Canada. They said there was someone who would be there that was a target, that they would have to be eliminated and that we didn’t have a choice. Crawford had only nodded and told us to obey. We packed our bags and left our comfortable condo for Canada.

I guess it was because our mission with Esset was over. We had failed. The elders had only been the face of the organization. There had been more underneath, like the layers of an onion. They had died and we hadn’t gotten away. Collectively we were punished then sent back to our current house. The punishment was so grotesque, so gruesome I can’t even describe it. I’m sure that Brad got the worst of it because he was the mastermind of the whole operation but that it was either Schuldig or I that got it second. Now we were to await orders. At this instant Canada was our order. We packed our bags, not even leaving behind a trace that we had even been there, not that it would have mattered, and they would have come to wipe the place anyway.

I only knew the roar of the engines as we left my home for the second time, looking out the window as we left Japan. The others had no problem with leaving it and the first time I had left I had no problem, but I did now. Despite the fact that my first love Tot had died there I still had another who was waiting for me, I hadn’t even gotten a chance to say goodbye. Plus it was the first place that my family had gotten to settle. The man with a stick shoved so far up there no one could remove it, the obnoxious German, and man who hates god. They were my family and just when we had a chance for freedom we lost it. Brad Crawford, Schuldig Schwarz, and Jei Farferello, they tried so hard and the opening vanished.

I turned from the window, closing it with a defiant snap, and looked beside me where Schuldig was out cold on drugs. Across from me sat Crawford beside him Farferello was in a similar state to Schuldig. Crawford looked up his eyes met mine and he opened his mouth as if to say something, he never got a chance. Crawford’s eyes suddenly glazed over, his body slumped in his chair and his hands griped the seat, knuckles turning white.

I unbuckled quickly and reached across to anchor him. My minor telepath kicked in and did its job. “Crawford,” I whispered, “come on you can come out of it now, nice and easy.” He blinked and looked at my face like he had never seen it before. “Crawford?” I asked, pretty sure that a concerned look was plaster all over my face.

Then I nearly jumped four feet in the air. He smiled! Crawford just smiled! “We’ll be okay Nagi we’ll survive all this.” I looked at him puzzled. He just smirked and pulled out a sheet of paper, starting to write a new chapter of our life.

:)! there will be more of weiss in this too so if you intrested give me a shout!

Move Along - Chapter 1

Wed, 12 Sep 2007 22:52:15 GMT

Weiss Kreuz – Move Along

Chapter 1

Rating: M for later chapters

Pairing: Omi/Nagi More in later chapters

//telepathic thoughts//

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Weiss Safe House

“THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT YOU AND YOUR FILTHY TAKATORI BLOOD IS TO BLAME!” Aya spat at Omi as Ken
and Yohji held him back. Omi stood his back to the stairs, trembling and looking at Aya, tears pooling at the corners of his eyes. Yohji and Ken’s grip on Aya slackened in shock. They had never heard Aya say such a cruel thing to Omi in a long shot. Omi turned around and dashed up the stairs, Ken and Yohji’s cries followed him up to his room where he slammed the door shut locking it behind him, and flung himself down on the bed tears now flowing freely down his face.

//Omi! What’s wrong? Why don’t you come over here and talk to us// a voice spoke to Omi in head. Omi sniffed and answered the mental call.

//G-g-gomen Nagi-kun. I don’t think I c-can right now. Ken or Yohji might come up to check on me. //

//Well can tell me what happened// Concern was etched into every mental word Nagi spoke.

// You know when over cover was blown and every one thought we were terrorists? I think it started around that time that someone started to gather information on all of us. // said Omi.

// WHAT!?!? Why didn’t you tell anyone? Why didn’t you tell me??// Omi winced at the mental shout of his koi. It was true he thought why hadn’t he told Nagi? They had been going out from before for the tower incident, but then again there had been a lot going on recently and they’d hardly had time to speak to each other even with the mental link. Aya, Yohji, Ken and himself had been extremely busy lately with missions and the flower shop and, for Omi on top of that, exams to finish his high school career. Their last mission had gone horribly wrong and they had ended up failing though Weiss had obtained some very interesting information.

// Nagi when you worked for Takatori did you ever hear the name Dai Takatori?// Omi asked. He could almost feel Nagi thinking on the other end of the link.

// Yes. // said Nagi slowly // I think he was another brother of Renji’s, his father had an affair with a woman from Ireland and that was their child. Why?//

// Well we ran into him and he tried to capture me but the other stopped him and then he said “You’ll come back to us Mamoru you can’t escape your nature”.// Omi sniffed again his tears starting to return // and then Aya-kun said the whole reason we failed the mission was because of my Takatori blood. My Filthy Takatori blood. //

Omi could almost feel the anger radiating off of Nagi. // he has no right to say that. // Nagi growled // If I had my way I would take his katana and shove it so far up his--//

//Oi, Nagi-koi I really don’t need don’t need that image right now. Thank you for helping me out and talking to me. //

//Now what kinda boyfriend would I be if I let my boyfriend get bullied and do nothing about it?// said Nagi softly.

// I think I’m going to sleep now. Oyasuminasai Nagi-koi. //

// Oyasuminasai Omi-koi// Nagi said closing the link.

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Schwarz Penthouse

Nagi frowned he didn’t like when other people made his lover feel sad like that but there was more then one problem on their hands now if someone had been gathering information on Weiss then there was bound to be some mention of Schwarz in their, even though the two teams run in had been only once or twice every month Dai Takatori had to have known of both his half-brother’s involvements with Omi as well as Weiss it’s self. Nagi had to admit that Dai had some pretty good people working for him if they could sneak up on the white team. But then again, thought Nagi with a small smirk, Schwarz had been able to get in ahead of them but that was because of Crawford’s visions.

There was a light tap at the door and a voice with a thick German accent floated into the room.

“Hey, what are you doing thinking about Crawford, Nagi? I thought you already had a boyfriend. A certain blond headed, beautiful, crossbow shooting, dart throwing, kitten.” said Schuldig with a smirk.

Without even lifting his hands Nagi sent the box in the corner of his room filled with small rocks just for this purpose leapt up into the air and rained down on Schuldig. Schuldig darted out the door into the hallway until Nagi relented his attack. Coming back into the room Nagi had moved to his computer and was inputting his password. Nagi frowned in concentration as he stared at the glowing screen of his computer. Crawford was out for the evening and he was home with the telepath and Farfarello.

The Irishman was not as crazy as everyone thought, he just got a little over excited and over possessive AND obsessed with killing God. Nagi pulled his thoughts back form the other people in the house and back to his research. He had found that the Takatori in question was not involved with Esset at all and had had very few ties with his brothers at all. He was a well know business men in Europe and had made sure that all his ties with the black market were almost completely erased. Almost but not quite Nagi peered at the list he had comprised of the things that the Takatori had bought and slowly a picture formed in his mind.

“Hurting the kitten makes God happy.” Nagi and Schuldig whorled around and came face to face with Farfarello.

“Why are you in here Farfie?” said Schuldig.

“Scratch that how can you get out of your room I thought you were sedated for the night?” said Nagi, turning back to the screen.

Farfarello shook his head and peered at screen and said in a meaningful voice, “Whoever is hurting the kitten is on God’s side.”

Schuldig gazed at Farfarello. “What’s making you say that Farfarello?”

Farfarello stayed quite and then turned to leave the room when he reached the door he said, “Weiss will know.”

Meeting in a Dream - part 1

Sat, 11 Aug 2007 00:13:28 GMT

Meeting in a Dream - Part 1

Warnings: Fluffy.. sorta not really you be the judge, OOC, Shonen - Ai,

Omi groaned and dropped to his knees cradling his ribs. He knew that he had at least a few of them were broken and that he was lucky that they hadn’t pierced his lungs, it seemed to his as if his luck had run out as the prodigy of Schwarz stood in front of him.

“Prodigy.” growled Omi.

“I would think that Abyssinian and Siberian would be the ones to growl and not you, little Bombay.” said Prodigy, Omi swore that there was pain behind those words, but he ignored that, prodigy was blocking the door, the building was staring to collapse quicker and he was in no condition to fight his way out. Weiss had underestimated the targets bodyguards, which had for once had NOT been Schwarz. The bombs that Omi and ken had set earlier had been tampered with and connected to a light switch. When the bodyguards saw there employer they flipped the switch and set off the bombs. Now true to their destruction the bombs were collapsing the building. He had to get out. He had to make sure that everyone was okay. But with Prodigy blocking his way that was becoming difficult.

“Get out of the way,” growled Omi “Now.”

“It’s obvious that your in no condition to fight and neither am I nor am I able to use my talent, so we are on even ground here-“said Prodigy before he was cut off by Omi’s angry shout.

“MOVE PRODIGY!”

“Nagi Naoe.” muttered Prodigy.

“What?” said Omi baffled.

“My name is Nagi Naoe.” Nagi said, approaching the older boy who was still cradling his ribs. “Haven’t you done any research on us? You don’t even know our real names?” Omi just stared at Nagi as he approached, but when Nagi reached out a hand to help him up, he flinch back away from it. Nagi sighed and crouched down beside Omi.

“Come on, now you’re being silly. We’re not all that bad, good guys with bad employers*.” He said, Omi looked at him suspiciously then sighed in resignation and allowed Nagi to help him to his feet.

The two boys staggered out of the door, pieces of the building falling dangerously close to them but being deflected away by Nagi’s telekinetic. They had just made it a few yards away from the building when a second explosion rocked the building sending pieces of concrete, ash and electronics raining down on them. Dashing a few more away from the building, Omi turned back and he thought, but couldn’t be sure as his vision started to blur, that he saw figures running away from the building. He saw Nagi drop down beside him, but didn’t remember falling. Letting out a small groan he let the darkness claim him.

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Nagi woke up again a few minutes later. His head was pounding and he had cuts and bruises all over himself. His broken arm was underneath his body and the pain that shot through him was unbearable. Looking next to him he saw Bombay – Omi – also lying on his stomach and breathing heavily. There was a chocking cough from the other boy as he slowly regained consciousness.

Pushing himself on his good arm Nagi spoke. “We need to get to my team. Then can help us. C’mon.” he bent over to help Omi to his feet.

The two were concealed just beyond the lip of a large forest. Omi giggled slightly and Nagi looked at him and frowned. “Omi how many fingers am I holding up?”

Omi giggled again, then frowned, “Umm… 4 or 5… wait fingers not thumbs…”

Nagi groaned that was the last thing he needed, Omi with a concussion. “Okay Omi were going to get you some help. Come on upisy-daisy.”

Omi face went white. “Nagi I don’t feel so wel-” Omi’s stomach heaved and he dropped back to his knees and emptied his stomach on to the ground. Nagi placed an arm around his shoulders. Omi’s stomach kept heaving and tears leaked from the corners of his eyes. “Nagi it hurts, my ribs, my whole body…” he trailed off in a sob curling his body into Nagi’s arms.

Nagi fished out his cell phone and pressed the speed dial button, his arm curled more tightly around Omi’s sholders.

“Nagi thank goodness you got out! Where are you?” came Schuldig’s worried voice over the phone, he could hear Crawford’s ranting voice in the background, something about ‘He can’t be here Schuldig, he’s the enemy, I don’t care what you say’, “One second Nagi,” ‘I Crawford for once get the stick out of your butt and help him he going to bleed to death if you don’t do SOMETHING’. “Now where was I?”

“Schu what’s going on over there- never mind,” Nagi said as Omi trembled and gave another little sob, “I need you to pick me up I can’t make it home I have a little problem and my arm is broken.”

“Who’s there Nagi? I thought I heard some one crying?” said Schuldig.

“Find out when you get here. Please hurry. We’re out side the warehouse at the edge of a forest.” said Nagi the panic in his voice raised a notch when Omi’s heaved and threw up again.

“Okay, okay. I’ll be there as quick as I can.” Said Schuldig, Nagi could once again hear Crawford’s voice over the phone, but ignored it.

“Thanks Schuldig.” Nagi shut off the phone.

Omi looked up at him. “Is someone coming to help us, Nagi-kun?” he asked, and then covered his mouth and coughed. Pulling his hand away it was stained with blood.

Nagi looked at Omi’s hand and then at Omi’s face. A trickle of blood was coming from the corner of his mouth. Nagi swore violently, one of Omi’s ribs must have punctured his lungs. Today was really not his day.

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“He can’t stay here Schuldig! He’ll go with you to pick up Nagi. I’ve stitched him up and he’s NOT going to stay here!” said Crawford, looking down at the older blond of Weiss.

Schuldig scowled at his leader and said, “Fine, he’ll come with me but he is staying here with me in my room. If you have a problem with that then tell some one who cares. I’m not going to let his talent rip him to pieces!” Crawford just stared at Schuldig, “Oh what you didn’t pick up on that all of Weiss has a talent, and Yohji's is about to show it’s self! Not even your Precognition is telling you that! Let’s go pick up the chibi.”

Yohji stood up and followed Schuldig out the door. Schuldig hit the button to call the elevator. They stayed silent as it came to there floor and got in. “Is it going to be that bad Schu?” Schuldig looked over at Yohji. The blonde’s face looked pensive a frown creasing his brows. “I mean not for my self but the other I don’t know if I could see the people who I care for go through that much pain.”

“It depends on what your talent is. If it’s a mental talent then it is more likely to hurt you. If it’s a physical talent then it’s more likely to hurt the ones around you, but it’s different for everyone.” said Schuldig as the elevator dinged the garage level.

“What did it feel like for you?” asked Yohji, the worried look that had been on his face was gone now and replaced with his normal smirk.

Schuldig looked at him and taped his own chin thoughtfully. As they got into the car he responded, “To be honest I don’t remember. I can’t remember any of my life before Esset. Not even when my powers woke up.” He started up the car and they peeled out of the garage.

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