Round Robin: Red's #1 Fan
A round robin is where people in a group take turns to contribute and write additions to what was written before. In this case, this RR started at WKML, but is now in the hands of SchwarzML ^^;
DISCLAIMER: Characters DO NOT belong to the writers, though we wish they were. We are not doing this for profit, but because we like Weiß Kreuz. ^__^ Please enjoy this story... and we hope it will be continued. *hint hint* ^_~
There's nothing Schuldich is afraid of... Except...
The Letter - Part 1
Whistling cheerfully Nagi strolled through the front door, tossing letters to various members of the Schwarz team. "Hmm… bill, bill, ad, ad, bill, catalog, whoa what's this?" He wondered, his eyes growing huge with surprise. "Hey Schuldich, you got a letter!"
Schuldich looked up from the magazine he was flipping through, "Wha-at? Who would send me a letter?"
"Heh heh whoever it is sure likes Hello Kitty, look." Nagi grinned and waved the letter around in the air.
Farefello looked up from his knife set, and even Crawford turned around to stare at the ultra-kawaii letter Nagi was brandishing. It was pink with an explosion of cute Hello Kitty stamps on it. The address was written in pink ink a shade darker with tons of loops and curls and hearts over the letters.
But strangely enough, Schuldich turned a ghastly pale shade at the sight of the letter and practically cringed away from it. Finally, like a doomed man awaiting his sentence, he took the letter and gingerly opened it. Unfolding the matching Hello Kitty stationary inside he scanned through the contents, muttered "Scheissen" to himself and promptly fainted dead away.
While the others were frozen in shock, Crawford quickly took control of the situation and walked over to the German's unconscious body, picking up the letter and reading it to see what could have possibly scared Schuldich shitless. Pushing up his glasses he read it again, hoping he was mistaken.
"What is it?!" Nagi practically shouted as Crawford stood there in stunned disbelief. Wordlessly, their normally unflappable leader showed the letter to the others his hand trembling the whole time.
By this time Schuldich was starting to come to again. Moaning he clutched his head and sat up, muttering to himself, "It was just a dream, it was just a dream, please oh please let it just be a dream." He looked at the others' expressions and stated flatly, "It wasn't a dream was it." Numbly they shook their heads in unison. "What are we going to do?" Schudrich asked
helplessly.
Meikai
The Arrival - Part 2
After a stretch of silence, Nagi finally managed to blurt out "What do you mean 'we'?" Schuldich shot the boy a few menacing thoughts before turning to Crawford with watery eyes, but the American stared back at him with a stoic expression on his face.
"That letter was addressed to you," His trusted leader said. "Therefore it is only fair that you take responsibility of this matter. Furthermore, I will have nothing to do with someone who is obsessed with an overused Sanrio mascot." The rest of the team nodded in agreement.
"Bu-but! We're a team!" He stood up and stumbled over towards Crawford, grabbing the letter and shoving it in the other man's face. "You gotta help me, man! I can't face THIS alone!" Crawford took a step back from his fellow coworker, then turned a cold shoulder. Schuldich watched, tear-faced, as the bastard of a friend walked away from him in his time of need. A moment of hope flickered in the redhead when Crawford stopped at the doorway, and looked back. But that thought was squashed mercilessly as the man's words reached the air. "You can't say I never warned you, Schuldich. I told you to stay away from a
twisted mind."
From behind the counter, Farefello barked out, "Hey!"
"Not you, Farefello. Nagi will be able to explain the situation." With that, the tan suit disappeared up the stairs, leaving all eyes on the Japanese youth. As Nagi began to tell the story to Farefello, Schuldich stared at the pink letter in his hand. Suddenly revolted by the sight again, he dropped the cursed thing and found a seat by the counter with the rest.
"This was before we found you, Farefello, even before I finished training. Crawford and Schuldich were a two-man team. On one occasion they had to finish off some guy, free this other guy, and bring him over to SS."
Schuldich groaned again. "Don't remind me." Nagi glared back at him with, irritated.
"Anyway, the job was done and they asked no questions about it except..." The youth gave him a questioning look. "What exactly happened anyhow?"
Shoulders slumped in defeat, Schuldich looked as if he was about to be hung, drawn and quartered. "We threw a coin and Brad got to kill Tachi, so I had to rescue... him." He gestured to the letter on the floor, shivering to no wind. "Muzai... was chained to the post of Tachi's bed. He was heavily bruised, beat up and naked when I found him. We didn't have much time then; Brad was so fast. I gave him my jacket and got him free just when Brad drove his Jaguar under the window. I grabbed Muzai and jumped for it. We made it back safe to headquarters, and when he came to, he practically demanded to see the... 'hero' who saved him from his hell-hole... oh, man..."
"Wait... what's wrong with Muzai?" In Farefello's eyes, Hello Kitty was not something dangerous, and neither was someone that they had to rescue... even if he did happen to be chained to someone's bed. Schuldich glanced at Nagi with a look of
dread and the boy took his cue to continue.
"Muzai's psychological and physical condition was very unstable at the time. We were told to have as less close contact with him as we possibly could." The youth's eyes fixed uncertainly on Schuldich's face as he slowly uttered his next words. "It's really easy for him to... form a strong attraction to ... crimson... things..."
"THAT's an understatement!!" Schuldich stood up, blushing furiously, knocking over the chair in the process. "I have a gay psyco at my heals!"
"But what I said is true!" Nagi answered in a more reasonable voice. "It's not my fault that you went to see him anyhow. Crawford told you about him, but at that time you just laughed. 'What harm could he be, Brad? He just wants to thank his hero!' You're a lousy listener, you know."
Schuldich looked away, bitting his lip. The boy was right. 'Schuldich,' He told himself. 'You are so stupid!' His eyes rested on the ripped envelope, the sickening pink on the
letter. 'What am I gonna do? He's coming ... when IS he coming?!' He took a large stride forward and lifted the letter to read once more:
-------------------------
Oh, Schuldich! ©
I'm so glad I've finally found you again! (^_^) Do you still
remember me? I'm Muzai! (^_~) Oh, I miss you so much!!
Do you know how hard it was for me to track you down?
Why did you leave? ;_; I didn't even repay you for saving
me from Tachi!! Oh, the point of this letter... SS is sending
me over to meet you guys! I remember Bradley and Nagi,
I don't know Farefello... and I NEVER forgot YOU! ©
You'll always my hero, Schuldich ©
*^.^* Why did you change your name anyhow? Schuldich
is... German, ne? German for.. what? 'Guilty'? Oh, that's
so kawaii!!! Did you change your name for me?? You are
so wonderful! Danke! (^o^) Is that right? Oh, I can't wait to
see you again!!! I love you so much!!
Your,
Muzai
P. S. Silly me! ^_^;; I forgot to tell you! I'm arriving this
Saturday! Don't trouble yourself though; I know where to
find
you! (^_~)
-------------------------
'Saturday... is...'
Suddenly, the dreaded doorbell sang through the house.
reflection
('Muzai' means 'not guilty' ^_~)
Untitled - Part 3
"Oh good gravy! Our darkest fears have come to see the light of
day!" Ken howled, banging his head on the wall. "Our doom is near!"
His loud proclamations could hardly be heard over the noise of Yohji
blowdrying his lustrous locks.
"I use Pantene Pro V. It revitalizes my hair leaving it full and
manageable," Yohji announced and blasted a full, no teeth bared, cheesy grin
towards the mirror.
Omi pouted and then whined at Yohji.
"What Omi? I’m practicing for when I become a star."
"We’re living in the midst of a famine!" Ken continued, his hand
pressed against his forehead theatrically. "All the food is gone!!!"
"No it’s not,” Aya pointed. “We just forgot to buy food."
Ken threw himself onto the counter and sobbed with relief.
Omi skipped over to them and whined. "I need food! I’m the littlest
and if I don’t get food then I won’t grow up to be big and strong!"
Everyone snickered at the idea of Omi being ‘big and strong’. Well
everyone except for Aya. He just practiced scowling into a nearby mirror.
Omi pouted and then cried. "I don’t like you guys. You’re mean!"
"Hahahahaha!" Yohji guffawed. "That’s a funny thought."
"Hahahahaha!" Ken chortled. "That’s a real funny thought."
"We have to buy food," Aya said. "If we don’t have any food, then we
could starve."
Ken, Yohji, and Omi looked horrified. Their faces paled. They all
shared a flashback.
****FLASHBACK****
"We have to buy food," Aya said. "If we don’t have any food, then we
could starve."
****END FLASHBACK****
"I remember now," Omi said slowly.
"Aya said that if we don’t..." Ken trailed off.
"...buy food," Yohji continued.
"WE COULD STARVE!" They all finished.
It was a true Sailor Moon moment.
"There’s not denying it," Yohji announced, pushing his shades up
determinedly. "We have to buy food!"
Ken brandished his claw menacingly. "I’ll cut down anyone who tries to step
in our way!"
Omi pouted. "Can I get Frosted Flakes?"
Aya heaved a long-suffering sigh at the idiocy of his fellow assassins. "No
Omi. Yohji and Ken are flaky enough."
Omi cried again.
Ken frowned. "Are you sure that there isn’t a famine?" He looked at Aya and
then blushed like a tomato. "Not that I’m doubting you of course."
"I wonder if there’ll be any cute girls around?"
Aya sighed. "Oh let’s just get on with it."
****AT THE SUPERMARKET****
The shopping expedition designed to keep the four assassins from
starvation was not going well. Aya, who was sporting a huge sweatdrop, was
at the height of embarrassment. His partners had, once again, managed to
make utter asses out of themselves. He shook his head and studied some jam
in the hopes of appearing apathetic to their loud caterwauling.
It was a battle of epic proportion. Omi wanted Oreo cookies while Ken
wanted Animal crackers. Both were prepared to use their weapons and fight to
death to get their way and...er...cookie. As it was, other, less fortunate
cookie packages were either shredded or sporting comely dart holes.
"I’m older than you and therefore I make the decisions Omi!" Ken
announced, jabbing a finger to his chest to further emphasize his own
importance. "You’re just a little girl anyways."
Omi pouted. "I’m not a girl! And I want Oreos so gimme some NOW!"
On the other side of the aisle, Yohji was busy flirting with an old
girlfriend of his.
"Did I ever tell you that your eyes are exactly like my dead
mother’s?"
She gushed. "Oh Yohji! I love you! How could we have ever broken up?"
Yohji preened. "I love you too...er..." Horror upon horror laden with
horror! Yohji had forgotten the girlfriend’s name! Oh no! Code red, code
blue, code Weiss!!!
The nameless girl’s eyes wobbled. "Don’t you remember my name Yohji
kun?" she asked, tears streaming down her cheeks.
"Of course I remember it...er...Sakura?" Yohji ventured. Afterall,
Sakura was a common enough name.
"My name is Aki!" she burst out, angrily. "You stupid dumb jerk! What a
player you are! No wonder I broke up with you!!!"
"Oh c’mon babe," he pleaded. "It was an honest mistake."
"Oh I’ll just bet it was! Who is this Sakura hussy? Is she prettier
than me? Oh you damn *********" She stomped hard on Yohji’s foot and stalked
away in a raging huff.
Aya shook his head. And then they wondered why he never wanted to go
anywhere public with them.
But while that heart wrenching melodrama was playing out, Omi and Ken
had caste away the violence and instead used logic. They decided to buy both
Oreos and animal crackers.
"I used my head!" Omi proclaimed to a glum Yohji.
That was when *IT* happened. By *IT* I mean a catastrophic event of
unrecorded proportions. At that moment, who should come walking up the
aisle, pushing a grocery laden cart, muttering under his breath but Takatori
Reiji!!!
Fortunately, Aya was still studying the jam but...!
****THE SCHWARTZ RESIDENCE****
Suddenly, the dreaded doorbell sang through the house.
"AAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!"
Nagi frowned. "Shut up Farfie! Do you want me to boot you out the
house? I have the powers to do it!"
"One of my new blades are rusted!!!"
Meanwhile Schulderich was indulging in a rare, full-blown, no holds
bared, fit of fretting. He was running around in a circle while wringing his
hands. "Oh man, oh man, oh man alive! What am I gonna do? He’s here! Today’s
Saturday! Oh man!!!" He looked pleadingly towards his partners. "You guys
gotta help me!!"
The doorbell rang again, this time accompanied by a little jingle.
"Ding dong,
Put the bell to the test,
Say Bradley is the best!
Dong ding."
Everyone paused to sweatdrop. The moment was short lived as a sudden
a high-pitched wail floated from the front door.
"Ohhhhhh Schulderrrrrrrrrrrriiiiiiiiiiiiich!!! Open up baby cakes!"
"Mmmmm, cake of baby," Farfello said, drooling.
Schulderich screamed.
Crowford came back to the room, annoyed. "Oh do cease your incessant
babblings! It’s disgraceful. We’re bodyguards not whining little babies."
"Mmmmm babies," Farfello said, licking his blade.
Nagi rolled his eyes. "No wonder why your stupid blades get rusted.
You keep licking the damn things!"
Schulderich hurled himself into Crowford’s arms. "You gotta help me
man! You’re all I got!"
Crowford sniffed disdainfully. "Unhand me. You’re wrinkling my suit."
"Farfie’s eyes are turning red again," Nagi tattled.
"Open the door up, Schuly-poo my honey bunches of oats!!!!!"
Schulderich gasped and squeezed Crowford tightly. "I’m not gonna go!
You can’t make me!"
Crowford was an intelligent man and he knew when a situation was
beat. He sighed. "Oh fine, I’ll help you."
Schulderich looked up at Crowford. "You will? You’d really help me?"
"Yes but you owe me *big time*. Understand?"
"I have an idea," Nagi announced. "You guys could pretend to be
lovers and then once Muzai sees that you’re taken, he’s bound to get the
hint and leave."
"Didn’t I tell you not to buy those yaoi hentai mangas Nagi?"
Crowford demanded.
"Say you’ll do it Bradley!" Schulderich begged. "You have to or
else..."
"Schulderich my love, I’m burning with desire for you!" came that
annoyingly high pitched voice from the front door.
"Oh hell," Crowford muttered.
Miss Hideki (Deena)
Untitled - Part 4
"You guys are going to pose as a gay couple?" asked Farfie, a look of
amusement clearly written all over his face. The question brought out
a scowl from Crawford and a giggle from Nagi.
"Don't giggle like that," warned Crawford, "you remind me of those
teenyboppy girls in front of the Weiss flowershop." Schuldich was too
busy kissing Crawford's loafers. "Don't slobber all over them, they
were expensive."
"Snobby dork," muttered Nagi.
"I want to play, too~oo," said Farfie. Crawford and Nagi turned
green. Schuldich turned fuschia.
"Schuuey-poo, open the door!" Apparently Muzai had gotten impatient
because he decided tp start banging on the door to the Schwarz
apartment. "I'm coming for yoo~oouuu, my sweet hard-assed German cake
of buffness!" he said saccharinely. Inside, Schuldich let go of
Crawford, ran to the bathroom, gagged, choked, vomited, ran back, and
resumed hugging Crawford's leg.
"Nagi, open the door," Crawford commanded. As soon the knob was
turned, the door slammed open, smashing into Nagi's face. A stream of
obscenities followed. Farfie laughed until he turned dangerously
blue, but he kept cackling until he passed out.
"SCHUUUUUEEEYYYY!" called Muzai with the high-pitched Araki-Kae-male-
version-like voice that left ringing in everybody's ears.
"Gawd, I think I'm deaf now," Nagi muttered, rubbing his face. Nagi
opened his cerulean eyes to see a big, muscle-bounded, bulky--yet
somewhat dorky looking--man grinning like an idiot. //This is the guy
Schuldich's afraid of?!// Muzai was wearing a Goofy cap and carrying
several fat bags with the "Disneyland" logo written across the
surface. It also had cute pictures of Mickey and his gang there.
"You sweet baby, you! You even brought your friends to meet me!"
Muzai exclaimed. It was then that he took notice of Nagi. Brown eyes
sparkling, he pasted that cheesy grin on his face again. "And who's
this pretty girl, sweetums??" he asked Schuldich.
"I'M NOT A GIRL!!" Nagi scowled, more than tempted to use his power
to blast Muzai away till kingdom come. Farfie, who had stopped
laughing, howled in laughter again.
"Ummm, ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.............well you see......things have
ummmm, changed..." Schuldich's mind went blank. He didn't know what
to say. Or more like, he didn't *want* to say anything.
"SCHUUEY!" Muzai exclaimed, as his eyes turned into pink throbbing
hearts, "Ureshiiiii~iii! I bought you some lovely gifts from
Disneyland!! I can't wait to tell you about this one cool scene I saw
in that 'Small World' ride! It was sooo fun, I wished you were there
with meeee~!!" Muzai began to babble about his trip to Disneyland and
how he had gotten photos with Donald Duck.
Schuldich clutch on Crawford's leg became tighter. Crawford flinched
as neurons carrying messages of "PAIN" traveled to his brain.
"I missed you soooooo much~~~~~~~~~~~~~~" Muzai purred. Schuldich
turned even greener (if possible). "C'mere and give your Muzai a big
hug!!"
"OUCH--GODDAMMIT GET OFF MY LEG!!" exclaimed Crawford, his face red
and covered with popping veins. Schuldich finally released Crawford
and watched as the American limped towards the sofa.
"Crawford, umm, wait, BRAD--"
Emiko
~~~~~~~~~~~Meanwhile in the Supermarket~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Youji, Omi and Ken's eyes widened in fear when they saw Takatori rounding the corner. They turned their heads in the direction of their calm and cool leader when Aya turned and saw Takatori.
Time froze.
Tick
Tick
Tick
Suddenly movement began in fast motion. Running footsteps are heard, then a scream of "TAKATORI!!!!!!!" Which was suddenly cut off by the tremendous efforts of Youji who with a flying tackle brought Aya to the floor.
"Aya, you can't kill him here!" Youji whispered. "Yeah," Omi seconded "We're in the middle of a supermarket."
"But," Aya whimpered. "He's right there...... this is my chance....... it might be my only chance!"
"You can't stop me Youji," Aya hissed and with that he bit Youji ear to make him let go. Which he did instantly with a loud shout of "Aya you
@$#%#$#$!!!!!"
"Youji-kun!" Omi said in shock. Youji rounded on Omi while saying "Shut up you wimpy GIRL!" Big tears rolled down Omi's face.
In the meantime, while part of Weiß was busy restraining Aya, Ken had the wonderful job of trying to distract Takatori. "So....... which flavor do you like?" Ken said while a huge sweatdrop appeared behind his head.
"Is this boy flirting with me?" thought Reiji, well I'm not one to turn down new blood. "I like LEMON, how about you?" Reiji leered at Ken.
Angelica
Muzai vs. Crawford. Reiji vs. Aya... or at the moment... Ken. Muzai's love for Red is kawoi... but Schuldich isn't the only redhead *smirk* ... Manx? Aya?
What ARE Muzai's POWERS? Can Schwarz actually use him against Schwarz?! Find out next time... or make the rest up yourself!
All Weiß Kreuz stuff (c) Project Weiß 1998, 1999. The original content belongs to
your friendly neighborhood web mistress, reflection unless otherwise specified.
Return to Angel Black
