What to do with you
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Wei� Kreuz › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
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Category:
Wei� Kreuz › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
7
Views:
1,540
Reviews:
7
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Weiß Kreuz, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Prologue
Disclaimer: Do not own Weiss or any associated characters, nor do I claim to or make any money off of them.
Warnings: I think I covered them all - if you see one I didn't, TELL ME. Please. I'd hate to traumatize someone.
A dictionary!
"meh" - regular speech, probably Japanese
< German >
*telepathic*
'personal thought'
Now that all that is taken care of, on to my babbling and then the story. or you coudl just skip to the story. Mostly I just want to say, Gluhen didn't really happen, I pulled a few things from it but ignored most. THe story is almost complete, only a little in the middle is not, so there should be no delays and I post every other day. Please enjoy and review to let me knwo what you thought. Thank you.
What to do with you
Prologue
“Did a bad thing, Brad.” Schuldig stepped through the door, short hair gleaming coal-black, slender finger wagging playfully; his long coat was as black as his hair, offsetting the seemingly over-casual jeans he wore under it. “A very bad thing.” Brad sat, frozen in shock, staring at the nearly unrecognizable young man before him. “I hope it was fun.”
“You!” The older man surged to his feet and stilled, fighting the mental hold viciously; thick, wet feeling shields gave without a whisper of protest. Schuldig laughed softly at his victory as the large body calmed and sat back down, scooting the chair forward to rest his elbows on the desktop. “You are dead! I Saw it, I Saw you get on that plane!” He struggled for words, disbelief leaving him breathless. “The seekers, they found you! That god-awful hair and your body imprinted on the seat!”
A mocking grin and bright now-green eyes laughed. “Now now, play nicely. I happen to love my hair. But, I suppose some people would agree with you.” He didn't look away but called to a form in the shadow of a door set behind the desk. “Isn't that right, Nagsy?”
Dark blue eyes glared as they were brought into the light, the strain of fighting the telepathic hold clear in every step. “Fuck you, Schuldig.”
“Nope, sorry. I don't do kids. But, Farfie might be interested, you're almost his type.” White teeth flashed in a brilliant smirk. “Oh yes, thought he was gone too, didn't you? Oopsies.” Soundless steps and a blond head, light gold with dark streaks peeked over the black clad shoulder. “Picked the wrong team this time, Nagsy, should have stuck with us.”
“Up yours. You two are nothing but dispensable, disposable tools.” The young man's teeth gritted and he grunted with effort, arm twitching. Another bright smile and he stilled completely, chest barely moving in breath.
His eyes showed panic and pain and Schuldig winked at him. “You've certainly picked up bad habits. Such language, and in such a young man. Tsk tsk. No point struggling, I'm not the child you sent out to be collected.” His attention turned back to Crawford, who was still sitting silently. “Did a bad thing Brad. More importantly, did a stupid thing.”
Warnings: I think I covered them all - if you see one I didn't, TELL ME. Please. I'd hate to traumatize someone.
A dictionary!
"meh" - regular speech, probably Japanese
< German >
*telepathic*
'personal thought'
Now that all that is taken care of, on to my babbling and then the story. or you coudl just skip to the story. Mostly I just want to say, Gluhen didn't really happen, I pulled a few things from it but ignored most. THe story is almost complete, only a little in the middle is not, so there should be no delays and I post every other day. Please enjoy and review to let me knwo what you thought. Thank you.
What to do with you
Prologue
“Did a bad thing, Brad.” Schuldig stepped through the door, short hair gleaming coal-black, slender finger wagging playfully; his long coat was as black as his hair, offsetting the seemingly over-casual jeans he wore under it. “A very bad thing.” Brad sat, frozen in shock, staring at the nearly unrecognizable young man before him. “I hope it was fun.”
“You!” The older man surged to his feet and stilled, fighting the mental hold viciously; thick, wet feeling shields gave without a whisper of protest. Schuldig laughed softly at his victory as the large body calmed and sat back down, scooting the chair forward to rest his elbows on the desktop. “You are dead! I Saw it, I Saw you get on that plane!” He struggled for words, disbelief leaving him breathless. “The seekers, they found you! That god-awful hair and your body imprinted on the seat!”
A mocking grin and bright now-green eyes laughed. “Now now, play nicely. I happen to love my hair. But, I suppose some people would agree with you.” He didn't look away but called to a form in the shadow of a door set behind the desk. “Isn't that right, Nagsy?”
Dark blue eyes glared as they were brought into the light, the strain of fighting the telepathic hold clear in every step. “Fuck you, Schuldig.”
“Nope, sorry. I don't do kids. But, Farfie might be interested, you're almost his type.” White teeth flashed in a brilliant smirk. “Oh yes, thought he was gone too, didn't you? Oopsies.” Soundless steps and a blond head, light gold with dark streaks peeked over the black clad shoulder. “Picked the wrong team this time, Nagsy, should have stuck with us.”
“Up yours. You two are nothing but dispensable, disposable tools.” The young man's teeth gritted and he grunted with effort, arm twitching. Another bright smile and he stilled completely, chest barely moving in breath.
His eyes showed panic and pain and Schuldig winked at him. “You've certainly picked up bad habits. Such language, and in such a young man. Tsk tsk. No point struggling, I'm not the child you sent out to be collected.” His attention turned back to Crawford, who was still sitting silently. “Did a bad thing Brad. More importantly, did a stupid thing.”