Forgotten and Alone

By Eva McGregor/ FafarellosAya

Weiss Kreuz/ Fake Crossover

Aya, Berkeley, Weiss, Schwartz

Rated: R, adult themes, strange tendencies, and acting like an animal

Pairings: Berkeley/Aya

Summery: Aya is ignored by everyone, literally. He deals with what it's like to truly be forgotten and becomes out of touch with humans. Can anyone save him? Dose anyone care? Majorly inspired by Forgotten by Talented Torture, a truly great fic, but not actually the same plot line.

Disclaimer: I don't own Weiss or Fake- well I do own copies of both so I have paid for them in that sense, but not in the their mine sorta way….anyway I don't own them, I do own this plot and this fic, but I don't get paid for them and its just for my entertainment and the enjoyment of others.

Dedicated to Talented Torture for being the first Fanfiction writer to actually make me cry, and Liz –you know who you are- for reading my work and shamelessly telling my I'm a good writer. Love your work to babe!

Forgotten and Alone

Chapter One

It had started like any other day, with one difference.

Aya was used to being mostly ignored by his comrades; it was normal for them to give him his space. However, every morning like clock work Omi greeted him before heading off to school, Ken would mumble something in his direction while trying to wake up, and Yohji had taken to asking him for a date every Friday.

Yet here it was, Friday morning. Omi had run out of the house with a greeting for Ken, Ken mumbled at Yohji, and Yohji was asking Ken for a date.

It was as if Aya wasn't even there.

Sure Aya had turned down Yohji countless times, had scolded Ken for making a mess, and was only slightly hostile to Omi when he was overly cheerful; but he had never ignored them, and they had never ignored him. Yet here he was sitting in the kitchen watching as Ken made breakfast, poured some in a plate for himself and Yohji- more then enough for three- and threw the rest away. Aya opened his mouth to comment of this strange turn of events when Yohji and Ken started a conversation, talking about how it would just be the two of them until Omi came home.

"I have the morning shift with you two." Aya said slightly annoyed, they remembered that right?

"It would be great to have someone else in the shop during the rush." Ken agreed to what Yohji said as if Aya hadn't spoken.

Aya stared at them in disbelief, but let the matter drop for now.

The real test was in the shop, where he seemed to not exist at all. Fangirls ran into him and not in the 'oops I touched Aya-kun!!!' sort of way. No one asked him about flowers or anything, things that he did around the shop was done again by Ken or Yohji. He even yelled at them that they were over watering the plant, but his yells went unheeded. It wasn't until a man stepped up to Ken and politely told him he was over watering the plants, then Aya came to a sudden realization: no one noticed him at all; he really was being ignored.

Hours later Manx came for a mission. Aya went to the mission room and listened to the tape that was played; he listened as Manx issued orders about who should do what. His name was not mentioned, he was not given a folder. Silently he watched his team mates plan, Ken acted as the leader. Like it had been before Aya had joined.

He watched as the three assassins got ready to carry out the first half of the mission leaving him behind.

He sat in the living room watching TV most of the night waiting for them to return; maybe when they did they would surprise him with some weird late birthday gag….or something. They did return to ignore him some more; Ken even goes as far as complaining about leaving the TV on and shuts it off plus the living room lights leaving Aya to sit alone in the dark.

He laughs bitterly in the dark, whatever joke they're playing isn't funny anymore.

He wakes the next day feeling miserable, and hopes yesterday was merely a bad dream. Yet his hopes are dashed when he discovers his name isn't even on the duty roster on the kitchen fridge. It isn't that it isn't there for the day; it's that the week has been planed out and no where is his name.

He goes down to the shop anyway where Omi and Ken are already at work as it's a Saturday, the man that talked to Ken about over water the flowers is there as well. Aya dose his usual chores of sweeping the floor, but gives up when Omi has re-sweeps the places he already has. The whole time he can feel the man watch him and the others with a curious sort of interest.

On Sunday they are only open in the afternoon, but it is much like the day before, including the addition of the man. He's blond, an American if Aya had to guess, and very handsome, too handsome to be here; maybe he was waiting for a special order.

After Ken bumps into him without noticing in a secluded area of the shop when he wouldn't have normally bumped into anyone even accidentally Aya gets fed up. One day is slightly amusing, two days is annoying, but he can no longer stand being completely ignored. He can no longer stand starving because food was only made for three, and having lights turned off on him because he's the only one in the room.

He screams at them in the middle of the shop not caring who is there to hear his tantrum. Unsurprisingly no one notices a twenty year old redhead man screaming in the middle of a flower shop. Surprisingly the blond man dose notice, but Aya is no busy screaming to care. He screams until he can't any longer and breaks down crying; still he is ignored.

Sobbing hysterically Aya runs from the shop forced to push his way through the crowd as no one moves out of his way. On the street people bump into him as if he wasn't there. They too don't notice the man crying hysterically. Later Aya comes to the conclusion that this problem doesn't stop at the shop it goes for everyone.

Having not eaten all day and most of yesterday Aya stopped at a shop selling sandwiches. He stands in line for ten minutes praying someone will ask to take his order, but no one dose. He's passed over seven times before he gives up and leaves the deli, he doesn't notice the same blond man walking into the store as he's leaving, doesn't realize the man had been standing outside the window watching the whole thing.

Aya's hungry but not enough to dig trough the trash for something to eat. He's tempted to do it anyway just to see if then he'd be noticed. Instead he goes to a park and sits on an empty bench in a deserted area. At least he thinks its empty, a few kids on skateboards ride past; they aren't the usual bunch and would have normally tried to rob him, for once Aya is grateful they ignore him.

Later he wakes up on the bench; he hadn't realized he had fallen asleep until the blanket he's covered with becomes too hot. It's the first time he's notice a new difference. Not only has someone noticed him enough to put a blanket on him, but there is a bag next to his head with the aroma of a hot sandwich inside and no one outside to wonder where their things are. Too hungry to care where the food has come from Aya quickly eats the food and wraps the blanket around himself to ward off the chill of the night air. He goes home confused, but feeling a little better.

Two more days pass.

Aya doesn't bother going to the shop, he waits until the others are working then sneaks down to the kitchen to get something to eat. He later hears Ken complain that someone keeps stealing food. No one has yet to invade his room, but Aya knows it's only a matter of time. Being ignored has made him paranoid about how long it will be before the locks are changed and his room is cleared out. He's even gone as far as packing what he can't live without in a duffle bag and taking it with him when he goes out.

He goes out because he can't stand to listen to his friends talk about missing food and leaving on lights like they don't know he's there. He has yet to figure out why they are doing this to him, and for all the times he's ever wish to be left alone or ignored, he would give anything for Omi to say hi as he's leaving for school, for Ken to mumble things in his direction, and for Yohji to ask him out.

He stops stealing food from the kitchen and cries every time someone mentions that food no longer vanishes. In fact he hasn't stopped crying since the first time he steals food from a grocery after being unable to pay; not because he has no money but because no one noticed he was at the check out stand.

Tuesday he finds Schwartz watching the shop on one of his outings. Boldly he walks right up to them, yells at them, mentally screams at the telepath, says prayers at the psycho, and insults Crawford. Schuldich seems to notice for one heart stopping moment, then looks right trough him and comments to Crawford about feeling like a ghost walked trough him. Soon after they leave, leaving Aya more depressed then before.

Friday he discovers everything but what he has in the duffle bag have been taken from his room. Yohji talks about how odd it is to have a room for someone that isn't there and gives everything to a second hand store. Aya steals back what he can and hides it in a run down building. He doesn't go back to the shop after that.

Aya spends the next few weeks making the small room livable. He knows not even the homeless will bother him as the building is so run down its practically unlivable even for the homeless. But he also knows this building will not be torn down or renovated as it's a Yakuza building used only for a tax write off.

He's gotten used to stealing and thinks nothing of it when he takes food from the market or clothing from the second hand store. He knows there have been reports of theft; he's even stolen in front of the police trying to be noticed.

By the third week he notices he's being followed, but can't seem to pin down who is following him. He's dirty, tired and hungry; but most of all he's paranoid and possessive of this things. He curls up under the mysterious blanket every night and takes it with him everywhere he goes. He's stolen a backpack and a watch with a calendar from a department store, the backpack to make traveling with things easier and the watch so he can both know what time it is and know what day it is, keeping a level of sanity he doesn't believe he still has.

After two months on the street Aya has become comfortable with his new 'home'. Stealing to survive has become second's nature. He's stopped trying to do something to get noticed and simply survives. He's run into Schwartz twice; the second when fighting between them and Weiss fell right into his lap while sleeping on a park bench. He no longer associates Weiss with friends or former partners, or Schwartz as the enemy. He gets out of there way as no to accidentally get killed and watches with a detached fascination. In his mind he knows he should care that Ken got stabbed and Yohji hit his head pretty hard, but can't muster the feeling as to why he should.

He goes home later as he has every night for two months and crawls under the blanket like always. His world is down to that little cubby hole with not water or electricity, his next meal, and days on the street pawing through the trash for something interesting; if only to him. Sometimes he cries, but he cant remember why; and sometimes he notices he's being follow but no longer cares who notices him or not.

Soon he forgets his age, and his name. He mutters to himself while digging trough the trash. His cloths are ragged as he's stopped changing them and he's stopped stealing from the second hand store. He steals what he finds interesting, be it a piece of jewelry or a book. Food is stolen in little cans with pop-top lids or opened with a hand can opener. His hair is no longer the brilliant shade of red it used to be, but now a dull mudded red that hasn't been washed in months.

When he mutters it's in a language only he understands, like a small child mimicking sounds they have yet to comprehend. He has forgotten the fact that he is ignored by everyone but he's secret follower. He has forgotten why he is depressed, but feels it's a good thing to be. He has forgotten he is alone by himself when he once was alone among people. He stops going out except when he needs food and then he forgets even that enough to loose a dangerous amount of weight.

And soon he even forgets about his follower.

A/N ok this is the first time Aya hasn't been turned into a child or someone found out who their real parents or siblings are. I'm very proud of myself. This is also my first angst fic, can you tell? Did I do ok? Anyway this fic is pretty much done, there are nine chapters all very short compared to what I usually do so this fic actually took me four days to complete, but so I can get reviews I'll be posting over a week period each. also from reason i dont know my spacesers for each part have not transfurred onto the format and i cant seem to add them later either, if anyone knows whats going on for a format that will upload this correctly please email me at tenshisama hotmail - thanks

So R/R please??? and please someone I need a Beta!!