Three Kitties and a Tomcat
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Adult ++
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11
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An Attack in the night
Author: Opus
Title: Three Kittens and a Tomcat (Man, I suck at titles)
Summary: Weiss gets an unwelcome visit.
Warnings: PG-13 I?d say. Spoilers: None.
Disclaimer: Belongs to Matsuri Akino and whoever owns Weiss Kruez, not me. No profit, no money, please don?t sue.
Notes: Sorry this part is so short. The next part will be longer, I hope.
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Chapter 4
Leon had Aya in his bed that night, and was more content than he?d been in a long time. The gorgeous redhead was in his arms, as gloriously nude as he was. Their hands tangled in each other?s hair as they leisurely kissed. Both knew that there was nothing more between them than pure physical lust, but for this once they would let go and have each other for as long as it lasted, however short or long that might be.
The redhead, like D, was much stronger than he seemed, which Leon liked. He didn?t have to worry about being too rough. D?that man did like to play the helpless fem?and he?d fallen for it at first. The former detective couldn?t help but wonder if this was how things would have been if he had gone for D all those years ago. After all, he and D had been complete opposites and fought constantly?but the sexual tension was there- if D had come to him as aggressively as Ran had, would the result have been as passionate and violent? Well, violent, perhaps, but back then his feelings for the man had disturbed him no end. No, that would have been ugly, which was probably why his friend had never tried it.
He and Ran were complete opposites as well, and he still wondered why his team leader liked him so much when he couldn?t stand Youji. Unless it was just an act?but if it was, it was a very good one, indeed. Maybe they didn?t fight because Ran never spoke, and Leon never tried to force him to make conversation. Or tease him incessantly like Youji did?
Aya was having similar thoughts, though his were more along the line of ?why did I start this with a teammate when I know there?s no way it can last?? and ?why do I want him so badly??.
The younger man suddenly felt very, very uneasy. He looked down toward his toes.
You Mangy Bastard sat at the end of the bed, giving Aya a death glare even the normally ill-tempered redhead couldn?t match. Slowly, unhurriedly, he stood up, stretched and made his way up Leon?s torso, finally seating himself smack-dab in the middle of Leon?s chest.
In Leon?s eyes, the tabby was a huge brute of a short-haired Irishman in his mid-forties, wearing tight reddish-brown leather pants and boots. His upper body was covered only by a matching leather vest, which, completely open, hardly covered anything at all. It showed off his broad, muscular chest and equally muscular arms covered with a thick layer of orange curls and an impressive collection of scars. His feline nature revealed itself in his clawed hands, yellow-green cat-eyes, and the long orange tail protruding from the back of his trousers.
In short, he was vile, nasty, and yet dangerously sexy in a way that was completely irresistible to the feline fem. His sexual magnetism only grew stronger with age, and he made even Youji seem like a blushing virgin. No wonder he tended to father entire generations of kittens in every neighborhood he visited.
And Leon watched the hunky son of a bitch crawl up his body on all fours, pausing to sit on him, both hands flat against his chest. He tried not to grimace.
?Mwroowr, what isss hee doing in ouwr bed, Leeon?? he asked.
?Piss off, you mangy bastard,? Leon replied.
?Get rrrid of hiiim sooon, yesss?? he insisted, not deterred in the least.
Leon reached up and flung open the window. ?There. Get out and go have some fun.?
The tabby bared his teeth in a feral grin and leaped out the window. That was good enough for now.
?We?re going to have complaints from the neighbors in the morning,? Aya commented.
?Better them than us,? Leon said and nibbled at his partner?s ear.
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It was a good thing Leon left the window slightly open. A few hours later You Mangy Bastard jumped back inside and hopped onto the bed next to Leon. He paused, contemplating the sleeping figure for a moment, then swiped his claws across his cheek.
Leon was awake in a second. ?Fucking son of a bitch!?
The tabby smirked. Good. He had the creature?s attention. ?Rowrrr. I sssaaaw someoooone you weeerrre looking forrr. Mrr?Two ssssomeoooone?sss.?
Leon groaned and rubbed the sleep from his eyes. ?Fuck. Who??
?Oooorrrrange-hairrrr annnd blllaaaack-haaaaiiiir-with-glassssesss.?
The former detective was fully awake now. Schwartz! The fucking bastards found them! He ran to the dresser, grabbed the first pair of boxers he found, and his handgun with the silencer. He could feel Schuldich?s presence heading for Youji?s room. He had to get there first.
Aya sat up in the bed, still groggy. Did he just hear Leon have a conversation with his cat? Did he really hear the cat answer him? Then he heard the breaking of glass. Shit! He wrapped the bedsheet around him, grabbed his katana from the nightstand, and ran out into the hallway.
When he saw Leon about to fire right through the door, so did Schuldich. The telepath barely had time to avoid the lethal shot, and got the bullet in the arm instead.
//Shit! Crawford, I think there?s a tom in with the kitties. I?m getting out before he shoots again.//
There was a mental curse from Crawford. //Meet you at the car.// They?d wanted to take out Weiss before they themselves could be located. Nagi and Jei were off on another mission which the two of them could handle by themselves, no problem, so when the other two had found the flower shop, they decided to take the opportunity to use the element of surprise to eliminate at least two of them.
Simple plan. The German would take out Kudou while he went after Hidaka. Then both of them could deal with Fujimiya. So much for that. Somebody had been awake and seen them.
?Why didn?t you sense the fourth sooner?!? he hissed as they got in the car, the German telepath clutching his bleeding arm.
?I couldn?t see his mind!! If pretty boy Fujimiya hadn?t come out in the hallway when he did, I wouldn?t be here talking to you now!?
Somebody Schuldich couldn?t sense and he couldn?t foresee. ?I think we?ve found our sniper. What does he look like??
?Tall. American. Blond. Wears smiley face boxer shorts.? He said that last part with a sneer, as if he objected to being shot by someone with tacky fashion sense.
?American? Working for a secret government organization in Japan, no less. There should be an interesting story behind that. We?ll see what Nagi can find on him.?
Schuldich suddenly stiffened. ?He?s going to shoot at us!!?
Crawford quickly turned the corner and hit the gas as split second before the back window shattered. The two assassins shared a look. ?I only know what he?s doing when the others can see him,? the German explained.
?I see this is going to be a problem??
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Title: Three Kittens and a Tomcat (Man, I suck at titles)
Summary: Weiss gets an unwelcome visit.
Warnings: PG-13 I?d say. Spoilers: None.
Disclaimer: Belongs to Matsuri Akino and whoever owns Weiss Kruez, not me. No profit, no money, please don?t sue.
Notes: Sorry this part is so short. The next part will be longer, I hope.
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Chapter 4
Leon had Aya in his bed that night, and was more content than he?d been in a long time. The gorgeous redhead was in his arms, as gloriously nude as he was. Their hands tangled in each other?s hair as they leisurely kissed. Both knew that there was nothing more between them than pure physical lust, but for this once they would let go and have each other for as long as it lasted, however short or long that might be.
The redhead, like D, was much stronger than he seemed, which Leon liked. He didn?t have to worry about being too rough. D?that man did like to play the helpless fem?and he?d fallen for it at first. The former detective couldn?t help but wonder if this was how things would have been if he had gone for D all those years ago. After all, he and D had been complete opposites and fought constantly?but the sexual tension was there- if D had come to him as aggressively as Ran had, would the result have been as passionate and violent? Well, violent, perhaps, but back then his feelings for the man had disturbed him no end. No, that would have been ugly, which was probably why his friend had never tried it.
He and Ran were complete opposites as well, and he still wondered why his team leader liked him so much when he couldn?t stand Youji. Unless it was just an act?but if it was, it was a very good one, indeed. Maybe they didn?t fight because Ran never spoke, and Leon never tried to force him to make conversation. Or tease him incessantly like Youji did?
Aya was having similar thoughts, though his were more along the line of ?why did I start this with a teammate when I know there?s no way it can last?? and ?why do I want him so badly??.
The younger man suddenly felt very, very uneasy. He looked down toward his toes.
You Mangy Bastard sat at the end of the bed, giving Aya a death glare even the normally ill-tempered redhead couldn?t match. Slowly, unhurriedly, he stood up, stretched and made his way up Leon?s torso, finally seating himself smack-dab in the middle of Leon?s chest.
In Leon?s eyes, the tabby was a huge brute of a short-haired Irishman in his mid-forties, wearing tight reddish-brown leather pants and boots. His upper body was covered only by a matching leather vest, which, completely open, hardly covered anything at all. It showed off his broad, muscular chest and equally muscular arms covered with a thick layer of orange curls and an impressive collection of scars. His feline nature revealed itself in his clawed hands, yellow-green cat-eyes, and the long orange tail protruding from the back of his trousers.
In short, he was vile, nasty, and yet dangerously sexy in a way that was completely irresistible to the feline fem. His sexual magnetism only grew stronger with age, and he made even Youji seem like a blushing virgin. No wonder he tended to father entire generations of kittens in every neighborhood he visited.
And Leon watched the hunky son of a bitch crawl up his body on all fours, pausing to sit on him, both hands flat against his chest. He tried not to grimace.
?Mwroowr, what isss hee doing in ouwr bed, Leeon?? he asked.
?Piss off, you mangy bastard,? Leon replied.
?Get rrrid of hiiim sooon, yesss?? he insisted, not deterred in the least.
Leon reached up and flung open the window. ?There. Get out and go have some fun.?
The tabby bared his teeth in a feral grin and leaped out the window. That was good enough for now.
?We?re going to have complaints from the neighbors in the morning,? Aya commented.
?Better them than us,? Leon said and nibbled at his partner?s ear.
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It was a good thing Leon left the window slightly open. A few hours later You Mangy Bastard jumped back inside and hopped onto the bed next to Leon. He paused, contemplating the sleeping figure for a moment, then swiped his claws across his cheek.
Leon was awake in a second. ?Fucking son of a bitch!?
The tabby smirked. Good. He had the creature?s attention. ?Rowrrr. I sssaaaw someoooone you weeerrre looking forrr. Mrr?Two ssssomeoooone?sss.?
Leon groaned and rubbed the sleep from his eyes. ?Fuck. Who??
?Oooorrrrange-hairrrr annnd blllaaaack-haaaaiiiir-with-glassssesss.?
The former detective was fully awake now. Schwartz! The fucking bastards found them! He ran to the dresser, grabbed the first pair of boxers he found, and his handgun with the silencer. He could feel Schuldich?s presence heading for Youji?s room. He had to get there first.
Aya sat up in the bed, still groggy. Did he just hear Leon have a conversation with his cat? Did he really hear the cat answer him? Then he heard the breaking of glass. Shit! He wrapped the bedsheet around him, grabbed his katana from the nightstand, and ran out into the hallway.
When he saw Leon about to fire right through the door, so did Schuldich. The telepath barely had time to avoid the lethal shot, and got the bullet in the arm instead.
//Shit! Crawford, I think there?s a tom in with the kitties. I?m getting out before he shoots again.//
There was a mental curse from Crawford. //Meet you at the car.// They?d wanted to take out Weiss before they themselves could be located. Nagi and Jei were off on another mission which the two of them could handle by themselves, no problem, so when the other two had found the flower shop, they decided to take the opportunity to use the element of surprise to eliminate at least two of them.
Simple plan. The German would take out Kudou while he went after Hidaka. Then both of them could deal with Fujimiya. So much for that. Somebody had been awake and seen them.
?Why didn?t you sense the fourth sooner?!? he hissed as they got in the car, the German telepath clutching his bleeding arm.
?I couldn?t see his mind!! If pretty boy Fujimiya hadn?t come out in the hallway when he did, I wouldn?t be here talking to you now!?
Somebody Schuldich couldn?t sense and he couldn?t foresee. ?I think we?ve found our sniper. What does he look like??
?Tall. American. Blond. Wears smiley face boxer shorts.? He said that last part with a sneer, as if he objected to being shot by someone with tacky fashion sense.
?American? Working for a secret government organization in Japan, no less. There should be an interesting story behind that. We?ll see what Nagi can find on him.?
Schuldich suddenly stiffened. ?He?s going to shoot at us!!?
Crawford quickly turned the corner and hit the gas as split second before the back window shattered. The two assassins shared a look. ?I only know what he?s doing when the others can see him,? the German explained.
?I see this is going to be a problem??
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