Weiss Kreuz omake!

Bananas on a Tuesday Afternoon, by Sylvia, introduced to me as Kudou Youji Sex God of the Suburbs. (The title is recommendation enough).

The Florists Who Don't Do Anything, by llamajoy and Tenshi no Korin. (Once again).

A Price for Madness by P.L. Nunn [1][2][3][4][5][6][7][8][9][10][11], Yohji/Aya, spellos outweighed by sheer coolness.

He reached into his jacket pocket. Got out the cellular and hit the quick dial for home. Ken picked up on the second ring.

"I lost the son," Aya reported without preamble.

"Shit." A pause then, "What happened?"

"Schwarz," Aya said, then severed the connection.