Simple Questions and Difficult Answers

Part 2: Into a Shadowy World

"Tell her more, I'm sure you have lot to say," the cold voice was by the door, I turned my head and saw Crawford standing there. "Tell her how her darling big brother tried to save her, tell her about how I tried to kill my mother. Go on, Stan, tell her the truth."

"You made this happen, it was always you, Bradley, you wondered why we sent you to that school, it was to fix you." The man sputtered and turned his head toward me. "Spica was special and gentle, she did not need her brother coaching her to hurt people. I was protecting her from you!"

"Yes, I was broken to you," Crawford walked forward and drew the gun. "Spica and I are not like you, nor are you ever going to hurt us again."

"Crawford stop it!" Schuldich pulled me behind him. "You really think that this is going to help matters, your sister is scared of you. You coached her to kill her own mother, do you really think that is going to help matters by killing the man who sent you to Rozen Kreuz?"

"Do you want him to send Spica there?"

There was a popping noise and I saw Schuldich pulling me toward the car. I knew who I was, I wasn't Spica Gray anymore, I was Spica Crawford, a sister to a murderer. I stared out the window of the car, my eyes watering, I couldn't believe this was happening to me.

I stayed in my room for days, Nagi put food on a table. "Can't stay in here, you'll get sick," he whispered and sighed hovering a blanket over me and then dropping it over me. "Spica, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."

I walked out into the hall and saw a man who was pale walking down the hall. "So you're Spica Crawford," he smiled at me with one yellow eye gleaming. "You are pretty, I'm sure God must be crying when he realized his angel betrayed him." He came closer to me and looked into my eyes. "Firefly."

"I'm Spica!" I wanted to say Spica Gray, but the word caught in my throat.

"Spica Crawford, yes, I know."

"Spica!" I turned to see Schuldich running up. "Farfarello, you're not suppose to wandering around the house at this time of night."

Farfarello looked up and smiled. "I don't remember that rule, but if it is something that bastard came up with then I will go back to my room." He turned and walked away, "After all, I don't want to disturb you and Spica."

"That was?"

"The reason I did not want you wandering around by yourself, Farfarello is very dangerous."

I understood, I was a prisoner in this house and though I was half sister to the leader of this assassin group, I learned that I had a responsibility for this team. Being that I was to be in this house, I was to leave my old life behind and become something horrible. "What did that school do to my brother?"

Schuldich looked stunned and shook his head. "I won't tell you and I won't show you either. Just understand that when he got in there, he was a different person from when he got out."

A day had past and yet, I felt as though a thousand days past till I got to see Crawford, my older brother walking down the hall. He was holding up a piece of paper and had a date on it. "We have a new assignment," he turned to look at me. "You are to stay here, my sister, I don't need you getting in our way."

Schuldich gave me a look and just told me to wait for them. "Nagi has homework, just let him keep her company."

Nagi just stood at the top of the stairs and nodded trying to look over at me and gave a rather strange look. "Very well," Crawford nodded and walked away. "I won't be needed the brat anyway tonight."

I walked up to Nagi and saw the look of resentment in the boy's eyes. "He always calls me that," he smiled up at me. "Don't worry, I'm not bothered."

That night was pretty quiet, Nagi showed me a computer game, I had seen Knights of the Old Republic a few times and Nagi was quite good at it. He smiled as he played it and chuckled. "I'm on my light side campaign it isn't as fun as my Dark Side one, Schuldich helped me through it a few times. You know, he does like you."

"What?"

"Schuldich, he cares about you, you're the first person he has ever shown and interest in. I am sorry that you are Crawford's sister."

"I don't think I care anymore, I have no memory of him at all as a child."

"I bet you do, you just block it out, you're like Omi-kun, if something hurts him, he blocks it out all the time. That's why he is always trying so hard to be happy, when he should be crying." Nagi seemed to think about that. "I'm jealous of Omi, he can cry."

"Sometimes, crying is good, it helps you."

Nagi's hands flew around my neck and he started to sob. "I hate him, I hate Crawford, when I see how he treats you and took you away from your home, I hated him more."

"Its okay, Nagi, don't be upset," I couldn't help it, this boy had been abused all his life, he felt safe with me now and he wanted me to be happy.

There was a sound of rattling glass and I realized that these were Nagi's powers, his expression of utter sadness. "Nagi, you have to stop crying now, please, you're going to tear down the whole house."

He stopped and looked up at me. "You're One-san now, please don't leave me."

"I won't."

When Crawford, Schuldich, and Farfarello returned, Schuldich was sure to take me to my room and shut me in it. "Crawford is not in a good mood, stay in here, I will deal with him," he whispered and suddenly was pushed to the side violently.

Crawford did not slap me, more or less stared at me in consideration of what to do. "In one of your classes, you have a member of Weiss, he has been watching you for days, hasn't he?"

"I don't know what you are talking about, Bradley, I really don't. I don't talk to people in class, you never let me!" I stared at him with dark eyes.

"Its to protect you, do you know what they will do with you if they knew what you are," I saw Schuldich finally step in and glared at him.

"Get away from her, just shut up!" Schuldich glared at him and held me behind him. "I can put up with a lot of your shit, but Spica has done nothing wrong. So a member of Weiss is in her class, so what, he might be earning a degree, ever think about that. No one knows that Spica is your sister, you want her for yourself, which is SICK!"

Crawford fell back on his ankles and stared in shock at what just been said to him. "Do you really think that she can protect herself? Eszette would torture her, I'm her brother, it is my duty to protect her from herself and from them. You would just use her like so many of the other women."

"That hurts, you know, for once I wouldn't do it, Spica is someone I would respect, she asks nothing from me, I can't hear her mind, she's quiet. Of all the things in the world, I wouldn't allow something to happen to her." Schuldich's eyes were glassy and I could tell this was taking a lot out of him. "If you think for one moment that she can't protect herself, then I will train her myself!"

I returned to class the next morning and found the boy with brown hair waiting for me by the door. I blinked and noticed that something was going on, I saw Schuldich talking to a man with blond hair who seemed kind of confused. "Crawford-san?" I blinked and looked at the boy who smiled at me. "Can I talk to you after class?"

"Hai, of course," I nodded and sat down. /Spica, I'm getting you out of here, go with the boy in your class, his name is Ken. Just go with him, never think about me again/ the mental voice was whispering wildly.

I blinked and realized something. /I am breaking my promise to Nagi./

/Nagi and I set this up, just do as I say, stop being so stubborn./ Schuldich's voice whispered back. /I would love for you to stay with me, but you are going to be put at risk and I can't protect you from your brother./

I sighed and sat there as the class ended for the day, I noticed Ken waiting for me. "Spica-san?" he seemed to have trouble with my name.

"Hai?"

I was being pulled out of the classroom and toward a car, I saw Schuldich in his car and he just smiled at me. /Goodbye, Spica./

Kidnapped again!

Weiss was kind of weird, nothing quiet about the place, while the house that Schwarz lived at was orderly, Weiss's apartment was crowded and loud. There was a teenaged boy named Omi who was whinning about having to do laundry again and that someone had forgotten to change the wheel of chores. I was caught off guard for Ken, who had snatched me from class.

"Sorry, but when we were told that you were in trouble, we had to do something," Ken smiled up at me with dark brown eyes seeming to shimmer. "I'm sorry if I scared you."

I nodded looking around quietly as a boy with ginger hair, the same boy who had given my bag back to me the first day of class. "Hello, Spica-chan, nice to see you again," the boy giggled and looked up at me with large eyes. "I'm Tsukiyono Omi and this is Hidaka Ken, please make yourself at home."

I blinked and was shown a room, I stared at it and realized that these were my old clothes, not the clothes that my brother got for me after my first kidnapping. Sitting on a bed was a stuff dog, one that I had since I was small and I don't remember who had given it to me. "I think your dog missed you," I turned to see Omi smiling at me again. "I'm sure you're very tired." He shut the door to my room and I collapsed into the bed crying myself to sleep.

/Don't cry, Spica, I'm doing this to protect you/ I heard Schuldich telling me as I slept. /I promise you, you'll be normal again./

Normal? I'm not Normal, I never can be. I'm the sister of an assassin who stole me from the man who was my father and then killed him. I'm a pyrokentic, I'm so many things that are not normal!

I woke the next morning and dressed, I walked out of my room and into a blond man who I had seen talking to Schuldich yesterday. "Hello, Spica, sorry about yesterday."

I blinked and turned to see Ken walking up. "Okay, I think that is enough, she's been overwhelmed, just give her a day to rest, then we can ask her the questions." Ken crossed his arms and shook his head.

A flower shop? I had heard in class about four male florists who were famous, one of them was an award winning breeder of roses that were very beautiful. They were bigger than the normal roses and had the color of blood. Then there were the white ones. "Aya-kun grows these especially for the contest, Spica-chan," Omi giggled and sat there looking at them.

I saw a red haired man walk in and look at me with a stunned look in his eyes. "What is she doing out of bed?"

"She was feeling better, I just wanted to show her your roses, you're entering in the contest," Omi took my hand and led me out of the roof top greenhouse. "Aya-kun isn't very talkative."

These people were nice, but I was afraid of them. I sat down in the living room and turned on the television to "Fruits Basket", Schuldich and I would watch this show from time to time. My brother reminded me of the head of the Souma House, he was cold, but this boy was insane. Schuldich said I shouldn't compare people to shows, but he said that comparing my brother to someone just as bad as him was funny.

I stared at the screen and barely noticed someone sitting next to me, I turned my head to see Ken who was dressed in a red tee-shirt. "This show is Omi's favorite. I wonder where he is?"

"He had to work in the store," I turned to look at him with sad eyes.

"You know, this isn't the first time you've been kidnapped has it?" he turned back to the television. "I can tell, but you are also pretty upset with me, aren't you?"

"So you knew that Crawford is my…."

"Not too loud, if Aya finds out, he will just turn you out. He's still sore at Oracle. I can't believe someone as nice as you could be that person's sister, you're just too nice."

"Thanks, but I can't erase my family," I turned to look around and found that all the members of Weiss were looking at me.

"At least you're not alone now," I saw Omi smiling from the door. "You have us to protect you."