Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Sessions ❯ one ( Chapter 1 )

Sessions: Tape One

By: Authoress K. C.

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This is a RFI, Random Floaty Idea, you know. *waves a hand* Swish. probably mild language, if any at all, dunno, its just, whatever comes from my RFI. And my many many muses. Some of which are soon to be fired. Enjoy Minna!

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-Is this on?-

Click. Click click. Tap.

-Okay. Session one. This is my tape for today.-

Bang.

-Wha..? Oh for the love of all things good and holy.... Hey!-

Bang, crash. Scrape. Muffed voice.

"DAMNIT!"

Muffled yelp. Scrape. Bang bang slam. Creak.

-Sorry.... They were fighting again. This hasn't been a good day. Ken is gone missing, and no one knows where too. Well, thats what missing implies, doesn't it? Baka.-

Creak. Whisper.

-Ken! You came back! Where..-

Muffled whisper. Creak.

-Ken's home. He was, just gone. Oh well, maybe he'll talk to me later. He never tells anyone when he's going to vanish, we'll just wake up and his room is empty, the sheets are folded on the bed and his things are packed in boxes. Then he'll come home and unpack everything and make his bed. Oh well. I worry about him though, he comes home so silent and unhappy. But he won't tell anyone anything, not even Manx. And she knows about these dissaperances.-

Creak. Mutter. Choking sound and appologetic murmur. Rustle rustle. Creak.

-I hate smoke. It always chokes me up. I wish he'd start remembering, but oh well. He all ways puts it out an appologizes for not remembering. The day he uses my end table as his own personal ash tray is the day I kick him in the head. I could too. Its dark out now. I wish I could leave this apartment, but someone would notice. I mean, someone always checks our rooms, each night it rotates. At least tonight isn't my night.-

Creak. Growl. Muffled mutter. Thump. Yelp and shattering of glass.

-Geeze, give a guy his privacy. I want locks on my door. Ken gets to have them. Its not fair to leave my door unlocked. Maybe he has no privacy, and doesn't care, he has no shame, I prefer not to be spied on. Besides, I'm not into that, not like he is. He doesn't care.-

Creak. Whisper. Creak.

-I've got to go. End Session.-