WK Fic: A Good Day

A Good Day
(a weiss kreuz fanfiction by tex-chan)

Summary: Any day that you’re alive is a good day. It seems like a simple concept, but is it possible to accept even this simple truth when you are Weiss?

Warning: Some bad language.

Legal Stuff: As always, this story is intended to express one fan’s genuine appreciation of Weiss Kreuz and its characters. It is just for fun and not for profit. If you have any rights in the anime described here and find the posting of this fanfiction offensive or harmful, please contact me, and I will be happy to remove it.


“Crap, I’m so freaking bored,” Yohji muttered.

The words rode out of his mouth on a stream of smoke as he sank lower in the driver’s seat. There was the almost inaudible squeak of leather rubbing against leather while he fidgeted, trying to find a comfortable position in Seven’s unyielding bucket seat. It was no use. The seat, like everything else about Seven, was built for performance -- designed to cradle and protect the driver’s body while the car buzzed along at high speeds or while it took corners on two wheels. It wasn’t meant to serve as a cushy waiting spot during a long, drawn-out stakeout, and Yohji groaned as he gave up, banging his head against the headrest in frustration and sending yet another stream of smoke toward Seven’s convertible top, which he had closed tonight because of the threat of rain.

Aya glared at him. It had been a long night, all of it spent cooped up in the car, and Aya had arrived at the thin edge of his patience. He didn’t like waiting, either. It made him feel keyed up and anxious, as if the car was closing in on him. Yohji’s nervous fidgeting wasn’t helping matters. All in all, Aya felt as if he had one nerve left, and Yohji was standing on its quickly fraying end. ( Read more... )