Interlude: Dancing

Crawford watched Schuldig spin and dance and whip his hair out, tiring out yet another French clubgoer, not that he could blame them for being unwary. Schu didn't look like he could be that fast and strong, nor could they know that he'd come here on an adrenaline, kill, and sex high. Besides, Schu appeared to be playing the dim German tourist, speaking with a thick accent and toying with people. They couldn't know that he'd made the DJ play faster music. Sometimes Crawford noticed Schu directing his latest dance partner's attention Crawford's way, no doubt to do his "My boyfriend likes to watch" routine. Crawford couldn't deny that he usually found the results enjoyable, both Schuldig and some male or female partner performing for his benefit, with Schuldig more graceful and flexible with his assassin-trained body.

Nagi had already gotten to Schuldig, which meant that Crawford had to work harder. The numerous hickeys on Schuldig's skin offended him, each speaking of his blindness. Bad enough that Schu disappeared into his Nexus and went off his radar completely, but now his own protégé in his own reality snatched his telepath out from under his nose. Schuldig wouldn't come back on his own forever.

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