Weiss Kreuz (Farfarello/Nagi)

[misura.livejournal.com]

Title: - (untitled)
Author: misura
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Farfarello
Summary: It's always hard to watch 'em grow up, Schuldich knows.


The first time Nagi meets Farfarello, he (Farfarello, that is) is covered in blood that Nagi assumes to belong to other people, because Schuldich's cracking jokes about making a mess, and while Schuldich can be very irresponsible and immature, he's not quite irresponsible and immature enough not to care when one of his teammates is bleeding all over the floor of a dead man's office.

"Lucky you, Nagi! This guy actually speaks English!" Schuldich says, jovially slapping Farfarello on the shoulder and looking like he's everyone's favorite uncle in some American sit-com.

"We don't have time to fool around here," Crawford steps in, before Nagi can get his hackles up and informed Schuldich that his German has gotten quite passable in under two months. "Farfarello, this is Nagi Naoe, a valued member of Schwarz. You will not harm him."

Farfarello considers this, looks at Nagi, and nods.

Nagi wonders why there just don't seem to be any sane, /normal/ people in Estet.

x

"He considers himself to be cursed by God, see?" Schuldich explains. "Not the inability to feel pain - that's pretty useful after all, but the madness. The insanity."

"And you would know this how?" Nagi asks coldly. He's discovered by now that Crawford is a brilliant analyst and strategist, Farfarello is very good at killing people, Nagi himself is, of course, a brilliant hacker and gifted telekinetic. All Schuldich seems to be good at is being annoying.

"I'm a telepath; I know things like that," Schuldich says. "Better be nice to me, Nagikins, or else I'll tell everyone your deepest, darkest secrets."

"What, that I'm a member of a secret organization bent on world-domination?" Nagi snorts. "Get lost."

"You're a brat," Schuldich says.

x

There is the kitten.

("Of course, it just had to be a fucking kitten," Schuldich grumbles, making a face as he drops the tiny body into the small box Nagi used to carry their groceries in when he'd forgotten the shopping-bag. "Seriously, what is this? An anime?")

There is the little girl.

("A white-haired man with an eye-patch who saved you daughter from getting run over by a car?" Schuldich repeats, his German accent heavier than usual. "Can't say I've ever seen someone like that around here. You must have gotten the address wrong.")

There are the dead men in the back-alleys of the parts of town where the police never comes, where Schuldich goes for a walk whenever he gets bored with Takatori and his army of loyal goons. There are Christmas-presents, and Nagi cleans the spot of blood off his brand-new computer-game with a grimace while mentally trying to recall when he ever told Farfarello he wanted to get this one. There are the meals, cooked with a great deal of skill.

There is that time when Nagi wakes up in the middle of the night because he hears someone screaming, and when he walks down the stairs, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes, Schuldich stands at the bottom, staring up at him, shaking his head, telling him to get back to bed and not get himself involved with Farfarello more than he has to.

x

"Fuck," Schuldich says, when Nagi shows up for breakfast with a purple bruise on the left side of his face. His clothes hide the rest of it, the bandages.

"Been there, done that." Nagi feels a little light-headed. He hopes it's due to the pain-killers, rather than due to the blood he's lost. "Is there any coffee?"

Schuldich pours him a mug of coffee. "Crawford's going to kill me. Or you."

Nagi ponders this prediction for a few moment, sipping his coffee and deciding he should have asked for tea, even if Schuldich never drinks tea in the morning. "Not him?"

"He's insane." Schuldich shrugs. "Can't hold a mad man accountable for his actions, can you?"

"You mean: Crawford's decided to make him a member of the team, so if Crawford would kill him now, that would mean he'd have to admit he'd made a mistake," Nagi says. "And Crawford would rather kill himself than admit he's made a mistake."

Schuldich gives him a look, then nods. "Yeah."

"I liked it," Nagi says. He wants to tell this to someone, and he figures that while Schuldich's not exactly Nagi's number-one favorite person, Schuldich /is/ a telepath, so Nagi can tell him anything and it won't be telling Schuldich something he didn't know already. "Not the part where he hurt me. The ... other part."

Schuldich looks at him a little longer this time. "The part where he was himself. The part where he licked away your tears, told you he was sorry, and made love to you."

"Yes," Nagi says, getting the uncomfortable feeling that he actually /has/ told Schuldich something new.

"As long as you feel that way, and as long as you don't get hurt too badly, I suppose it's not too bad." Schuldich rises. It occurs to Nagi that 'not too bad' is hardly the same as 'good'.

It also occurs to him that Schuldich is worried, and not because of what Crawford might do.

Comments

[daegaer.livejournal.com]

Oh, I like this! I feel sorry for both Nagi and Farfarello - not to mention for Schuldig.

Very nice!

[misura.livejournal.com]

Thank you! For some reason, I tend to write Crawford as the 'mother' of Schwarz, but in this piece, Schuldich somehow ended up as the worrying one, while Crawford was barely there at all. ^^;

[lirren.livejournal.com]

OMG. That was so fucked up. I loved it! You just know nothing in Schwartz could ever really be anything approaching normal. This was a fantastic little peek into their existance.

("Of course, it just had to be a fucking kitten," Schuldich grumbles, making a face as he drops the tiny body into the small box Nagi used to carry their groceries in when he'd forgotten the shopping-bag. "Seriously, what is this? An anime?")

HAHAHAHA. I loved that part.

[misura.livejournal.com]

Hee, thanks! I think the no-normalcy is kind of what makes it so much fun to play around with Schwarz; there's just so many things you can do with that (not to mention their special abilities).

[puddingcat.livejournal.com]

"What, that I'm a member of a secret organization bent on world-domination?" Nagi snorts. "Get lost."

Wonderful :)

I liked all of this, but particularly that bit - it summed up beautifully how Schuldig behaves like Nagi's annoying big brother. And how Farfarello slides between lunacy and rationally caring for a friend was lovely, too.

[misura.livejournal.com]

Thank you very much - it was a lot more fun than I'd expected to write Nagi in love with someone other than Omi (or to write Nagi at all, really) and to write Farfarello as a central character, instead of the resident weird guy.

[fairlyironic.livejournal.com]

This is interesting, I don't think that I've ever seen this pairing done before.

[misura.livejournal.com]

Heh. I think that, if you limit yourself to the characters of Weiss and Schwarz, /any/ pairing has been done at least once, and quite likely twice or thrice, especially if it involves two characters of the same team. (I mean, I've only found a single Crawford/Omi-fic so far - not that I'm sorry about that or anything, but uhm, yeah, if both characters are from Weiss or Schwarz, you can find fic for them somewhere.) And I'm rambling, sorry. Thanks for the comment!

[threewalls]

Strangely enough, while I've seen this pairing before, I've never seen it like this, plausible through the history they've built up over this story. Very interesting.

[misura.livejournal.com]

Thank you very much - I tend to write about Crawford and Schuldich far more often than about Farfarello and Nagi, so I suppose this seemed like a great chance to play around a bit to me. (Or, if you prefer putting it that way, I just couldn't get them together in the course of a short period of time, so I cheated and time-jumped a bit.)