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What's Love Got to Do with it (conclusion to Private Dancer trilogy)
WARNINGS AND DISCLAIMERS: None of these characters belong to me, only the situation. They belong to Koyasu Takehito and Project Weiss. This story involves Male/Male sex, PLEASE DO NOT READ if you are bothered by that, or underage for such stories where you live. It is somewhat alternate universe, though I do my best to stay true to the timeline of Weiss Kreuz Kapital. This is also a song fic, please don't read if you don't like that kind of work (This one is different from the first one in that it won't go word for word of the song. Instead it is more based on the theme of the song). Not beta'd so all mistakes are mine and mine alone. Bastard!Schuldig
For those who need a refresher: Private Dancer. and Typical Male
Characters: Brad Crawford/Ran Fujimiya, Schuldig
You must understand though the touch of your hand
Makes my pulse react
That it's only the thrill of boy meeting girl
Opposites attract
It's physical
Only logical
You must try to ignore that it means more than that
What's love got to do, got to do with it
What's love but a second hand emotion
What's love got to do, got to do with it
Who needs a heart when a heart can be broken
It may seem to you that I'm acting confused
When you're close to me
If a tend to look dazed I've read it someplace
I've got cause to be
There's a name for it
There's a phrase that fits
But whatever the reason you do it for me
What's love got to do, got to do with it
What's love but a second hand emotion
What's love got to do, got to do with it
Who needs a heart when a heart can be broken
I've been taking on a new direction
But I have to say
I've been thinking about my own protection
It scares me to feel this way
What's love got to do, got to do with it
What's love but a sweet old fashioned notion
What's love got to do, got to do with it
Who needs a heart when a heart can be broken
Ran came for his weekly visit with Aya-chan. He put the flowers by her bedside as he did every time. It was sort of his little ritual for each visit. Some part of him knew that she would likely never see them, but he couldn't bring himself to give up hope yet. He sat down and started talking, like he always did, though this time he had more to tell her.
"I think I'm in love, Aya." He said letting himself smile. It was actually becoming easier since he had moved in with Brad. "He's stuffy and doesn't like to talk about himself, but then he'll do something really nice, though he'll act like he didn't know it would mean so much." It was still so important to him to share this with her. "I know it doesn't make a lot of sense, but I can't stop thinking about him and when I get close to him I'll start to act all silly and get confused. I haven't said anything yet. I know you'd totally tease me, but every time I try to say something I get all flustered and can't get the words out." He wanted her to wake up and he wanted to introduce her to Brad. Maybe with all that had happened to them it was a little childish to struggle so much for the simple, normal things of life, but he wasn't going to stop. "There's only one thing I don't like. He won't teach me to fight. I keep telling him that I'll have to in order to get vengeance, but he changes the subject. I don't want to go to Schuldig, but I might have to. We will get justice." He took her hand in his and squeezed gently.
It was several hours later when he returned home. Once again Brad was gone. It was now or never he supposed, even if he wasn't looking forward to this conversation. "Schuldig, are you here?" He asked glancing around the kitchen area. It took a few minutes but he heard a soft noise of affirmation coming from the living room. "Oh, hey...ummmm Brad won't help me. Will you?"
The other man gave him a raised eyebrow in response. "You think I want to deal with him being angry when he finds out?" It said something that he knew exactly what Ran was talking about without having to ask for clarification.
"I don't care. I can't...I won't...Someone must pay."
Schuldig watched him for a moment before nodding. "Okay, but you will take responsibility when he finds out and gets pissed, and he will find out. I'm not sure about a weapon for you yet so we'll just start with the basics." There was a look in his eyes that Ran didn't like, but for this he would do whatever it took.
Their practice sessions continued for three weeks. Luckily Brad was busy with work so they didn't have to work around that. He hated hiding this, but what choice did he have. When he expressed an interest in the sword Schuldig made it possible for him to attend classes. He said that Ran would have to come up with some reason to be away that Brad would believe, but he didn't think that would be a problem.
It was during one of their practices that Schuldig paused in his movements and gave Ran an intense look. "I think there's something you should know about where goes." He didn't want to listen to the other man, but his curiosity got the best of him. He felt for some reason that it was crucial for him to know about this part of his lover's life. They couldn't go any further in the relationship if they kept secrets like this. "We work for Reiji Takatori." He said it simply as if he was talking about the weather.
"What? How..." He shook his head not believing it could be true.
"That's why Brad doesn't want to talk to you about what happened to your sister. He knows who is responsible, but right now he can't let you do anything about it."
Ran was frozen in place not sure what to do next. All he knew was that if he stayed here he might never get the chance he needed. "I need to go see Aya." He said before practically running out of the room. He ran so fast he missed the smirk that Schuldig gave as he watched him go.
"Ran." Brad was so going to relish killing Reiji when this was all over. He was certain that he could come up with something to tell his bosses so there wouldn't be any repercussions. He was still looking for Aya when he ran into Schuldig drinking a cup of what he assumed was coffee. "Have you see Ran?"
"Oh yes. I believe he left several hours ago." The other man's smirk did not bode well.
"What did you do, Mastermind?" He knew what to expect from that smirk so there hadn't been any hesitation in his question.
"Always so formal when you are mad at me. Well, maybe except for once I recall. Quite recently in fact." He shook his head. "I didn't do anything. I told him the truth."
"You are very lucky I still find you useful, Schuldig." He answered his voice tight. "I think it is safe to assume that he will not be coming back." He wondered if he should go and try to find the younger man, but perhaps this was all for the best. He had his mission and his feelings for Ran could possibly get in the way.
"You wouldn't dare do anything to me, Brad." Schuldig smirked. "And if you had been honest with him perhaps he would still be here."
"Perhaps, still I..." The vision was swift and merciless. He was forced to hold onto the door frame until it passed. "It doesn't matter. I want to know everything you got from his mind while he was here." Brad said as he straightened himself. "Have it in writing on my desk no later than tomorrow."
"What did you see?" He could sense Schuldig watching him as he turned to head to his office.
"I don't have to explain it to you, at least not right now." Before he closed the door to his room he glanced back. "Did you know that his name can also mean war?" With the closing of his door he turned his back on everything that could have been. His feelings no longer mattered. Maybe this was how it was meant to be all along. Some would consider him clinically insane for being able to shut off his emotions so quickly. He simply saw it as a very necessary ability in his line of work. That didn't mean, though, that for just a moment he felt himself go completely cold and wish it could be different.
Brad Crawford didn't dwell in the past, and his future would never include one Ran Fujimiya, at least not in the way he had once desired.
For those who need a refresher: Private Dancer. and Typical Male
Characters: Brad Crawford/Ran Fujimiya, Schuldig
You must understand though the touch of your hand
Makes my pulse react
That it's only the thrill of boy meeting girl
Opposites attract
It's physical
Only logical
You must try to ignore that it means more than that
What's love got to do, got to do with it
What's love but a second hand emotion
What's love got to do, got to do with it
Who needs a heart when a heart can be broken
It may seem to you that I'm acting confused
When you're close to me
If a tend to look dazed I've read it someplace
I've got cause to be
There's a name for it
There's a phrase that fits
But whatever the reason you do it for me
What's love got to do, got to do with it
What's love but a second hand emotion
What's love got to do, got to do with it
Who needs a heart when a heart can be broken
I've been taking on a new direction
But I have to say
I've been thinking about my own protection
It scares me to feel this way
What's love got to do, got to do with it
What's love but a sweet old fashioned notion
What's love got to do, got to do with it
Who needs a heart when a heart can be broken
Ran came for his weekly visit with Aya-chan. He put the flowers by her bedside as he did every time. It was sort of his little ritual for each visit. Some part of him knew that she would likely never see them, but he couldn't bring himself to give up hope yet. He sat down and started talking, like he always did, though this time he had more to tell her.
"I think I'm in love, Aya." He said letting himself smile. It was actually becoming easier since he had moved in with Brad. "He's stuffy and doesn't like to talk about himself, but then he'll do something really nice, though he'll act like he didn't know it would mean so much." It was still so important to him to share this with her. "I know it doesn't make a lot of sense, but I can't stop thinking about him and when I get close to him I'll start to act all silly and get confused. I haven't said anything yet. I know you'd totally tease me, but every time I try to say something I get all flustered and can't get the words out." He wanted her to wake up and he wanted to introduce her to Brad. Maybe with all that had happened to them it was a little childish to struggle so much for the simple, normal things of life, but he wasn't going to stop. "There's only one thing I don't like. He won't teach me to fight. I keep telling him that I'll have to in order to get vengeance, but he changes the subject. I don't want to go to Schuldig, but I might have to. We will get justice." He took her hand in his and squeezed gently.
It was several hours later when he returned home. Once again Brad was gone. It was now or never he supposed, even if he wasn't looking forward to this conversation. "Schuldig, are you here?" He asked glancing around the kitchen area. It took a few minutes but he heard a soft noise of affirmation coming from the living room. "Oh, hey...ummmm Brad won't help me. Will you?"
The other man gave him a raised eyebrow in response. "You think I want to deal with him being angry when he finds out?" It said something that he knew exactly what Ran was talking about without having to ask for clarification.
"I don't care. I can't...I won't...Someone must pay."
Schuldig watched him for a moment before nodding. "Okay, but you will take responsibility when he finds out and gets pissed, and he will find out. I'm not sure about a weapon for you yet so we'll just start with the basics." There was a look in his eyes that Ran didn't like, but for this he would do whatever it took.
Their practice sessions continued for three weeks. Luckily Brad was busy with work so they didn't have to work around that. He hated hiding this, but what choice did he have. When he expressed an interest in the sword Schuldig made it possible for him to attend classes. He said that Ran would have to come up with some reason to be away that Brad would believe, but he didn't think that would be a problem.
It was during one of their practices that Schuldig paused in his movements and gave Ran an intense look. "I think there's something you should know about where goes." He didn't want to listen to the other man, but his curiosity got the best of him. He felt for some reason that it was crucial for him to know about this part of his lover's life. They couldn't go any further in the relationship if they kept secrets like this. "We work for Reiji Takatori." He said it simply as if he was talking about the weather.
"What? How..." He shook his head not believing it could be true.
"That's why Brad doesn't want to talk to you about what happened to your sister. He knows who is responsible, but right now he can't let you do anything about it."
Ran was frozen in place not sure what to do next. All he knew was that if he stayed here he might never get the chance he needed. "I need to go see Aya." He said before practically running out of the room. He ran so fast he missed the smirk that Schuldig gave as he watched him go.
"Ran." Brad was so going to relish killing Reiji when this was all over. He was certain that he could come up with something to tell his bosses so there wouldn't be any repercussions. He was still looking for Aya when he ran into Schuldig drinking a cup of what he assumed was coffee. "Have you see Ran?"
"Oh yes. I believe he left several hours ago." The other man's smirk did not bode well.
"What did you do, Mastermind?" He knew what to expect from that smirk so there hadn't been any hesitation in his question.
"Always so formal when you are mad at me. Well, maybe except for once I recall. Quite recently in fact." He shook his head. "I didn't do anything. I told him the truth."
"You are very lucky I still find you useful, Schuldig." He answered his voice tight. "I think it is safe to assume that he will not be coming back." He wondered if he should go and try to find the younger man, but perhaps this was all for the best. He had his mission and his feelings for Ran could possibly get in the way.
"You wouldn't dare do anything to me, Brad." Schuldig smirked. "And if you had been honest with him perhaps he would still be here."
"Perhaps, still I..." The vision was swift and merciless. He was forced to hold onto the door frame until it passed. "It doesn't matter. I want to know everything you got from his mind while he was here." Brad said as he straightened himself. "Have it in writing on my desk no later than tomorrow."
"What did you see?" He could sense Schuldig watching him as he turned to head to his office.
"I don't have to explain it to you, at least not right now." Before he closed the door to his room he glanced back. "Did you know that his name can also mean war?" With the closing of his door he turned his back on everything that could have been. His feelings no longer mattered. Maybe this was how it was meant to be all along. Some would consider him clinically insane for being able to shut off his emotions so quickly. He simply saw it as a very necessary ability in his line of work. That didn't mean, though, that for just a moment he felt himself go completely cold and wish it could be different.
Brad Crawford didn't dwell in the past, and his future would never include one Ran Fujimiya, at least not in the way he had once desired.