AFF Fiction Portal

To Catch a Kitten

By: Strailo
folder Wei� Kreuz › Crossovers
Rating: Adult +
Chapters: 6
Views: 2,826
Reviews: 7
Recommended: 0
Currently Reading: 0
Disclaimer: In no way do I own Weiss Kruez or Saiyuki. Kazuya Minekura and Enix own Saiyuki, while Ken'ichi Kanemaki and Kyoko Tsuchiya own Weiss Kruez. I make no money what so ever on this story.
arrow_back Previous Next arrow_forward

Chapter 2

Disclaimer: In no way do I own Weiss Kruez or Saiyuki. Kazuya Minekura and Enix own Saiyuki, while Ken'ichi Kanemaki and Kyoko Tsuchiya own Weiss Kruez. I make no money what so ever on this story.

AN: Yes, another chapter!! Love me and give me lots of happy reviews? Please? *bats eyes and looks cute*

Anyways, I want to thank my lovely beta, Sajahi for the wonderous beta job, once more.

My group: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/rosesheaven/

Standing in the middle of a field, the four assassins of Weiss were idly waiting and wondering if their contacts would be arriving soon or not. They knew the information for the mission, they knew that they had to deal with the supernatural once more and they were itchy about it.

About three years ago, the world that was hidden from most came out into the open, laws were already put in place amongst the many governments out there. Demons, vampires, dragons and other such creatures now freely moved around with the humans.

It was found that a good chunk of China had already known about them and the problem that was forcing the council to tip their hand and show the world of the dark.

The Minus Wave. Something that turned perfectly normal demons into raving, blood and carnage craving beasts.

They had taken out several of those beasts so far, late at night when they would attack the innocent. Even Schwarz was having a hard time doing their normal jobs with the demons that had been driven mad running amok. For the most part, it was now under control, various items helping to suppress and protect the demon from losing his or her mind.

But they still had to stop the idiots who were doing it along with getting a sutra back for some monk that had a stick so far up his ass, it was picking his nose.

Or so said Yohji when he had seen the monk’s picture the first time and heard about him. He had ended up quite a lot of pain, Aya having taken a page from Sanzo’s book and hitting his team mate upside the head.

So, now they were just waiting. And waiting some more. Omi had insisted that they be there an hour early since it looked like it would be raining soon and the only vehicle that could take the back roads if it did rain was the seldom used, but a very roomy and nice Jeep.

Aya was the only one that could handle the temperamental beast though. So, Aya was the one to drive, and he was known to drive carefully if not on a mission or when they didn’t have to rush.

So they waited.

Omi had pulled down the back of the jeep, the back hatch and storage area making a nice place for him to sit out of the torrent of rain and allowed him to tap at the keys on his keyboard. He couldn’t get a very good internet signal out there with all the rain, but he could edit and proof read the various reports that were due.

Aya was sitting behind the steering wheel, his seat pushed back all the way and legs drawn up onto it, crossed Indian style. A pair of glasses were perched on his nose, glowing lightly in the book light that illuminated his current reading material.

Ken was next to him with his own book light illuminating his face, but instead of reading, he was planning out the training schedule for his soccer team. The sound of pen on paper was the only real noise that came from him beyond the slight music that filtered from the ear buds sitting in his ears. He was trying hard to ignore Yohji, who had accidentally hurt his feelings earlier with a careless remark.

Yohji, in all his lanky glory, was laying in the back seat, just staring at the roof of the jeep, his jade colored eyes far away. He was thinking of how to make it up to his friend and co-worker once more, knowing that if the hurt was left to fester it would hurt the team in the long run.

He had no urge to lose Ken to a stupid fight. He cared about the other three to much to lose them to something easily fixed or soothed. Sighing softly, he blinked and sat up as the little bracelet that they had been given started to blink from its place on Ayas wrist.

The red head sighed and turned off his light before putting his book aside in the middle of the two seats. “They’re coming,” was all the man said before opening the door and shoving his umbrella out the door, popping it open. Stepping out, Aya looked around before closing his door and waiting for the three others.

Omi followed after quickly, opening his own umbrella and sliding out of the back after making sure his laptop was safe in its spot. Looking around, Omi moved to where Aya was standing a few feet away from the car, watching the water on the ground start to spin and twirl.

Ken slipped out of the car with his own umbrella, leaving Yohji to scramble to stop him so they could talk before the Sanzo group arrived. Gently grabbing Ken’s wrist and tugging lightly, he cleared his throat and stepped under Ken’s umbrella, his own held to the side.

“Listen, Ken, I’m sorry about my remark. Yes, I know, I’m an idiot and I know that it’s going to take more then an apology from me to get you to actually forgive me, but…I was kinda hoping that you’d stop ignoring me at the least,” he said, glad that the rain was hiding what they were saying from their friends. Ken eyed the lanky blond before nodding his head.

“Fine. I’m not saying that I’m forgiving you, but the apology goes a long way. I’ll stop ignoring you, for now,” Ken says, waving at finger at his friend. “Now, shoo. Get under your own umbrella.”

“I see how it is,” Yohji sniffed with a smile on his lips, pulling his own umbrella up and moving to where the others were standing. He had a feeling that they were going to have an interesting time meeting with these people. He just hoped that it didn’t get them killed trying to get this sutra thing.

Sighing and digging around his pocket to find his pack of cigarettes, Yohji pulled one out with his free hand. Putting it into his mouth, he tucked the rest of the pack back into his pockets and grabbed his lighter, lighting up the slim stick of tobacco. Taking a slow drag off the cigarette, he watched as the portal opened up and a jeep came through, the top clearly nothing more then a tarp at best.

“Where’s the dragon thing?” Omi hummed quietly next to Aya, one hand sitting over his lips and tapping lightly.

“The dragon thing is the jeep,” Aya answered, moving forward as the four in the jeep stepped out with their own umbrellas and the jeep turned into said dragon. “Welcome to Japan. I’m Aya. This is Omi and Ken. The idiot with the cigarette is Yohji. We have enough room in our vehicle for all of you if you wish to ride in something dry.”

Glaring at the red head, Yohji snorted and finished off his cigarette while Ken snickered next to him getting poked in the side. Omi waved before moving to the jeep, hopping into the back. As his umbrella disappeared, Ken soon followed, getting into the back and pulling up the tail gate before closing the window.

Sanzo and the others nodded, watching the two youngest get into the jeep before watching as Aya turned and moved to the driver’s side, Yohji dropping the butt onto the ground.

“Don’t mind us. We’re just under a bit of stress,” Yohji explained as soon as the four got close enough. “Come on, hop in. You might have to find a lap to sit in,” the blond continues, moving towards the jeep and sliding it, closing his umbrella after him. The four smirked at each other and followed after, Goku ending up in Gojyo’s lap.

“Sorry for not introducing ourselves earlier. I’m Hakkai, while the red head next to me is Goyjo, the one sitting in his lap is Goku, and of course, Sanzo,” Hakkai said, smiling at the three he could easily see.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you all,” Omi said, looking up from his lap top. “I’m telling Manx that we picked them up and we’re on our way to the shop again.”

“Good,” Aya grunted, pulling out onto the road, being careful not to jostle every one as he drove. Hitting the highway, he rolled his eyes when Ken put his ear buds into his ears once more and settled into the seat, just listening to his music.

The jeep was filled with the sounds of tapping keys and what leaked out from the ear buds, making the silence of everyone seem less oppressive.


Reviews!!
AnsemMesna: Yes, those are the pairings for this story. If I get it in mind to do later on, I will end up making them threesomes, adding Swartz into the whole deal. And no, I can't spell all that well, at least when it comes to certain words.

But I'm glad you like luv!!

sidhechaos: Here ya go luv! Another chapter. But I'm glad you like it so much! Really. *hugs*

cagna: Glad you liked luv. Hope you enjoyed this story.
arrow_back Previous Next arrow_forward

Age Verification Required

This website contains adult content. You must be 18 years or older to access this site.

Are you 18 years of age or older?