Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Sessions ❯ four ( Chapter 4 )

Sessions: Tape Four

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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Click click. Grunt. Click click. Grumble, click.

-There. This is Session four, my tape. Geeze. I need new batteries soon. Light's flashing. I swear, if those two don't STOP arguing, or fighting, or having their little spats, right outside my room, Yohji is going to wake up one day and find himself female. And the other, I don't know what's suitable for him, but, for cryin' out loud, you'd think he'd at least have SOME respect.-

Shatter. Scream.

-Oh for all thats good and holy... KNOCK IT OFF!!!!! GO DOWNSTAIRS AND FIGHT I DON'T WANT TO HEAR IT!-

Yelp, squeel. Duhduhduhduhduh. Crash. Exclamation.

-There. No more of them screaming outside MY door. Ken's gone again. No one knows where, and he didn't inform me this time. Thank whatever deity listens to professional assassins.-

*You don't know me

Don't ignore me

You don't want me there

You just shut me out

You don't know me

Don't ignore me

If you had your way

You'd just shut me up

Make me go away*

-Geeze, I'm depressing lately. Avril Lavigne. Unwanted, from her Let Go disk. Good song.-

Rattle rattle. Murmur.

-I'm not OPENING that door. I don't want to.-

Rattle. Bang.

-Hidaka Ken, if you break my door, I swear to whatever deity is listening that-

Yell. Rattle rattle rattle. Bang, slam, crack.

-HIDAKA KEN! You freaking, get out! And you're paying to fix my door! I didn't break it, I ain't buying it!-

Yell, scream, muffle.

-Shut up, Ken, I don't care where you've been, it doesn't worry me! You're a freaking adult, take care of yourself! Don't come to me!-

-You're a heartless bastard sometimes, you know that?! I vanish and then try and let SOMEONE know what I've been doing and you don't CARE?! What a GREAT teammate!-

-I have to put up with Yohji and his crap while you're gone, they're downstairs fighting now, because I got sick of it, so go AWAY! I DON'T CARE I DON'T CARE I DON'T CARE!!! And besides, its not like you care either.-

-Wha?-

-Blind idiot. Get lost, please. Before I deside to move.-

Rustle rustle. Creak of bed springs.

-Did I invite you to sit down?!-

-Shut up and explain what you mean.-

Rustle. Creak of bed springs. Thump.

-No. You don't care, so why should I.-

-Would I ask if I didn't care?-

Silence. Tap tap.

-I'm taping this conversation, Ken.-

-Yeah, your little diary. We all know about it.-

-Like I care. I'm just letting you know.-

-Talk.-

Rustle rustle. Muffled exclamation. Rustle, flop.

-Now get out.-

-Demo-

-Just freaking leave!!!! Are you deaf, or just retarded?!-

Creak, tap tap tap tap. Crack. Crunch.

-I'll get your door fixed.-

-I know you will. You have to. You broke it.-

-Ja mata?-

-Get out.-

Tap tap tap tap tap..... Sigh. Rustle.

-I'm going to go back to sleep. I haven't left this bed for days, and I don't want to. Why the heck did I go and kiss Ken for? Now he's sure to hate me. At least he's going to fix my door. End Session.-