Unseen Ties

by Emerald


Disclaimers and Warnings: Weiss Kreuz and its characters belong to Koyasu Takehito and Project Weiß, not me. This fic contains spoilers here and there about the Weiß boys' pasts and characters, though nothing really "straight-to-the-point" narrations.

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" I don't care if you're gonna sleep with every customer in this shop but schedule them on your own time. This is the time to work, so get on with it."

I looked warily from the corner of eye, expecting an outburst or a walkout from my fellow assassin. As anticipated, Youji huffed, making his way out the shop and Aya...

Well, he just ignored that, of course.

At least, he seemed to ignore it.

The flicker of regret in his eyes could not get past me.

Not me.

I have been his silent observer all these years, deciphering his every move. He had been the puzzle I was trying to solve, an enigma. The mystery which just lurks about him intrigued me, and I guess I've been watching him ever since.

I wanted to know him inside and out.

Ran Fujimiya.

The emtionless facade, the stone statue, that's what you had become. Or so it would seem.

Youji and Omi always wondered why you were so distant, so...cold.

I think I know.

You must not forget.

You have a mission. A mission which you live for.

And your name bears the reminder of your goal. Your focus.

You are not like us.

Youji, Omi and I all had some past experiences we would somehow like to...forget.

Maybe that's why we act this way. For all I know, I'm unconsciously forcing myself to act so cheerfully, to like children, to be so talkative and open.

Maybe I am just pretending.

Who knows? Perhaps we all are.

But you...

To you there is no room for emotions. You cannot afford to feel, for it could make you forget your purpose for living.

For how long can you last like that?

How long will you keep your true identity?

"Talking to the flowers, Ken-kun?"

Omi broke into my thoughts, his voice slightly teasing. I felt my face grow warm and for a second I just thought that Aya...no, that Ran smiled a bit.

Maybe there is hope for him yet.

-owari-