The Edge

(Written: June, 2004)

Warnings: Bad Language. Violence

Summary: When a mission goes bad, Aya may have to make the ultimate sacrifice to protect Omi, and the rest of Weiss learn you don't truly miss something until it's gone.

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.

Sacrifice

Chapter 12

Ken jumped when he heard someone fumbling with the lock on the kitchen's back door. He paused in the middle of rinsing a plate, and stared in the direction of the sound. The water dripped off the sudsy dish and landed in the sink with soft, little plips as he wondered who it was. They were the only ones who used the back door, except for a few deliveries, or, maybe, his soccer kids or one of Yohji's "dates". He wasn't expecting anyone. Yohji and Omi had left an hour ago, intending to stop off at Magic Bus Hospital with flowers for Aya's sister, run a couple of errands, and then get to the hospital in time for visiting hours, so they could check up on Aya. Neither of them had said so, but Ken suspected they didn't like leaving the redhead alone. He hadn't been to see Aya, but his teammates had told him the swordsman was pretty messed up, physically and emotionally. Ken figured it stood to reason, considering everything the guy had been through. Yohji and Omi both thought Aya might do something stupid, if left too much to his own devices, and they had been spending most of their time at the hospital, keeping an eye on the quiet man. The ex-goalie had to admit he had mixed feelings about it. He hadn't seen very much of Omi. He missed his friend and resented the hell out of Aya for diverting the young blonde's attention so completely. But, on the other hand, they had kept the shop closed a lot, which meant less fan-girl face time … and that was always a good thing, in Ken's mind.

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(Written: June, 2004)

Warnings: Bad Language. Violence

Summary: When a mission goes bad, Aya may have to make the ultimate sacrifice to protect Omi, and the rest of Weiss learn you don't truly miss something until it's gone.

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.

Sacrifice

Chapter 10

"Hey!" Omi snapped, leaning forward, over the large hole in which Yohji and Ken were standing, "Can't you dig any faster?"

His voice was low, hardly more than a whisper, but a heavy, midnight silence blanketed the cemetery and made Omi's words carry as clearly as if he had shouted. The kid's voice seemed so out of place. It ran up Yohji's spine and made his teeth itch, like the screech of fingernails across a blackboard, and he shuddered as Omi shined a flashlight in his face.

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(Written: June, 2004)

Warnings: Bad Language. Violence

Summary: When a mission goes bad, Aya may have to make the ultimate sacrifice to protect Omi, and the rest of Weiss learn you don't truly miss something until it's gone.

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.

Sacrifice

Chapter 8

Heat --- blinding, mind-numbing heat --- beating down on him, scorching his broken, throbbing body and making breathing next to impossible. Rivulets of sweat trickling across his skin, burning and stinging like thousands of needles and pinpoints as they seeped into gaping, bleeding wounds and flowed over broken, raw skin. The throb and ache of arms stretched beyond their limits, nearly pulled from their sockets. Slowly, ever so slowly, these sensations managed to work their way through Aya's exhausted subconscious, pulling him from the deep, engulfing black in which he'd been drifting into the harsh, white-hot, glaring realm of reality.

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(Written: June, 2004)

Warnings: Bad Language. Violence

Summary: When a mission goes bad, Aya may have to make the ultimate sacrifice to protect Omi, and the rest of Weiss learn you don't truly miss something until it's gone.

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.

Sacrifice

Chapter 6

Aya's scream reached in with icy, black talons and yanked Omi out of a restless, fitful sleep haunted by images of the swordsman collapsing, again and again, in a pool of blood. The boy jolted upright, confused, disoriented, and struck through, to his very core, with terror. He sat there for several minutes, panting, feeling his heart thump against his ribs, hand clenched in the fabric at the front of his shirt, cold sweat trickling down his back, and listened to the wail resound and echo off the building. He almost believed he had heard it in his dream, but, after a few moments, he realized it was too big, too real, to have been part of that nightmare world. The sound seemed to expand, filling the cavernous space until Omi thought the warehouse would explode, or, maybe, he'd go mad before it was finally done. It seemed to go on forever, a mournful, pain-filled noise that made his stomach clench in fear and brought tears to his eyes. But, suddenly, almost as quickly as it had started, it stopped, leaving in its wake a soundless void. Nothing moved, nothing breathed … even the building seemed to stop creaking.

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(Written: June, 2004)

Warnings: Bad Language. Violence

Summary: When a mission goes bad, Aya may have to make the ultimate sacrifice to protect Omi, and the rest of Weiss learn you don't truly miss something until it's gone.

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.

Sacrifice

Chapter 4

Omi came awake to a chaotic symphony of unfamiliar sounds --- metal walls creaking and groaning as they struggled against the slightest breeze, the muffled honking and tire screeches of distant traffic, and a bit closer, but still muffled, the steady, dull, throbbing hum of heavy construction equipment. He felt confused and disoriented, and he kept his eyes tightly shut, as the unfamiliar sounds washed over him. He had expected, upon awakening, to hear the noises he always heard. Familiar sounds that said "home" to him: Ken bouncing his soccer ball off the walls or clinking dishes in the kitchen; the muted drone of the television, which Ken and Yohji insisted always stay on --- no one ever really paid attention to what was showing, but the chain-smoking blonde and the ex-goalie hated silence; Aya yelling at Yohji, or, more likely Ken, about one thing or another; or, on rare occasions, the sound of playful bickering between the swordsman and Yohji. Those were the noises that drifted up to Omi's room on the rare mornings when he wasn't the first in the house to wake, but, the sounds he heard now --- screeching metal, like fingernails on a blackboard, the low, distant hum and throb of traffic and construction --- were completely foreign. He must not be at home, then. So, where was he?

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(Written: June, 2004)

Warnings: Bad Language. Violence

Summary: When a mission goes bad, Aya may have to make the ultimate sacrifice to protect Omi, and the rest of Weiss learn you don't truly miss something until it's gone.

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.

Sacrifice

Chapter 2

The noise in the night club was almost deafening --- a constant, dull, throbbing roar that vibrated and boomed through the floor, into your feet, up your legs, and through your body until it finally settled in your chest and head, where it rattled your ribs and shook your brain, refusing to let go. Loud rock music rumbled through giant speakers that hung from the ceiling above a dance floor so crowded there wasn't room to breathe, much less truly move. The music reverberated and rumbled around the room, shaking the floor and walls, until nothing about it was distinguishable, except for the heavy, thrumming, bass beat that seemed to drive everything and everyone in the crowded, smoky club. The room was dark, lit only by spotlights nestled at its corners and strobe lights that hung from the middle of the ceiling, flashing and blinking circles of colored light across the mindless people crowding the dance floor, moving dully to the beat of the music as if they were partaking in some tribal ritual. Fans pumped a soft haze of fake smoke into the air, where a fog of cigarette smoke, which drifted around the floor and bar before floating up to hang just under the ceiling, joined it to create a dense, gray cloud of indoor smog.

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