VOICES - a Weiss Kreuz short

[miyuchan]

Now here's an anime I haven't seen in this forum. ^^ I'm not the biggest Weiss fangirl out there, but this is the one story I managed to write one day on my lunch break. It's kind of dark and well...to tell anymore would give it away. If you're familiar with the show (and even if you're not) please give it a read. ^^ Arigato.

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VOICES
A Weiss Kruez Short

Written by Miyu, Vampire Princess
Edited by Rinnako-chan and Hawking


Standard Disclaimer -- I don't own Weiss...yadda yadda yadda...and no permission was asked for their use...blah blah blah...no money being made, sucks to be me...yackety smackety...Probably my shortest fic ever....Enjoy! ^_^




Oniichan, gomen nasai.

I don't know what I'm doing. At least, I don't think I know. The voices. Oh,
the voices. They won't stop talking to me. I want them to go away but they
won't. They're making me do things I normally wouldn't do. At least, I don't
think I would.

It's all so very confusing.

I don't know what the gun's doing in my hand. It feels heavy. My arms shake when I hold it. I want to let it go. Drop it to the floor. But my fingers
won't let it go. Why?

WHY?!

It's those voices, oniichan. They wanted me to pick up that gun. They told me it would be okay. That I wouldn't hurt anyone. It would be very simple. All I had to do was pick it up. I didn't want to, but I did.

Oh God, help me.

Oniichan.

Omi.

Ken.

Youji.

Anybody!

I hadn't heard the voices for a long time. They would speak to me while I was in my coma. They kept me company when you weren't around. They were so nice, too. So pleasant and friendly. They reassured me I'd be just fine. Told me I'd wake up soon.

And not long after that, I did.

The voices didn't talk to me after I awoke. I thought that perhaps I had dreamt them, that they weren't real. I thought maybe they disappeared because I was awake now, and I had you to watch over me. You were all I ever needed, oniichan. I was so happy to see you when I awoke, and I knew you were glad to see me as well.

After that, I didn't give the voices any thought.

But then, a few nights ago, I started hearing them again. They came to me while I slept. And they spoke to me while I was awake. They were as pleasant as I remembered them.

And questions? Oh, they had so many!

They wanted to know how I was doing, and how you were. I told them everything about you oniichan. That you were the most wonderful older brother in the world. I told them where you lived, where you worked...everything.

I hope you're not mad at me for saying those things. I know you like to keep them private. But the voices assured me they were only interested in my well being and wanted me to be happy. And I was so very happy because I had you, oniichan.

But...I'm not very happy right now. Your face is all contorted -- your nose wrinkled and those strange lines on your forehead. You look like you're ready to scream. Oniichan, are you angry with me?

Why won't you answer me?

Don't stare up at me so, oniichan. I said I was sorry. Can't you see that I'm
sorry? I can't stop crying. Say something. Please. Say something. Anything!

The voices have stopped. I can see clearly now. Things aren't as hazy. But my eyes won't stop watering. My knees feel week. I'm falling to the floor.

Oniichan, why won't you say something?

My fingers are still shaking, the gun finally dropping to the floor. It feels
good to let it go. But...I think something's already gone wrong. My fingers
shake as they touch your face. You're so cold, onnichan. Your lips are turning blue. Your skin is growing pale. There's a dark spot on that sweater I gave you for your birthday. It's black against the orange material.

Did you spill something, perhaps at lunch?

I can't stop touching you. Move, please! I just want you to wake up. To smile at me like you always do, tell me everything will be all right and hold me in your arms.

But you won't wake up, will you?

You're not even breathing.

Oh God!

The voices are starting to talk again. They want me to pick up the gun again. I'm scared, oniichan. I don't want to touch that gun. But my hands are moving of their own free will. I can't stop myself from clutching it tightly, the barrel pointed at my own head. My finger quivers over the trigger, my bottom lip's shaking the same.

I want to cry. I can feel the tears in my eyes, making everything hazy again.
The voices are trying to console me. To tell me that everything will be all
right. That this is how it's supposed to be. And that I'll be happy.

But...I'm not so sure.

Oniichan, gomen nasai.

I hope you can forgive me.

KA-BANG!


~~OWARI~~

[wicked]

Wow.

Simply...wow.

As I read, I felt Aya's desperation heighten with each passing phrase. You did an excellent job. Truly excellent. Wow. I can only guess that Schu-(dig, dich, whatever you prefer) was the one making her hear voices.

Simply wonderful. Wow and wonderful. I'm impressed and pleased.

~Wicked

[melrose_stormhaven]

That was quite intense...those voices...gosh...as wicked said, I could almost feel Aya-chan's desperation...

[Beck]

Yeah, I don't expect to see much WK being posted here either just cause it wasn't that all hyped up of an anime to begin with except for the yaoi crowd. Not only that but it sure was one hellva messed up series too. I have to rewatch my dvds again cause I have (2) YohjixManx fics in the making as welll as wanting to write a RanxSakura and KenxAyachan fic. This is one series I find hard to write for.

But I really like your take on Ayachan's confused thoughts. Poor girl but I like how this reminds me of one of the near ending eps when Sakura shot Ran but not on her own will of course since it was all Shu's doing.

I just wish more ppl would write non-pairing and het fics for this series.

[melrose_stormhaven]

I just wish more ppl would write non-pairing and het fics for this series.

You might just get your wish, beck. I could post one, an old fic of mine, which I'm planning to revise. It's RanxOC. I don't fancy Sakura a lot, sorry.