The ladie's man.

The player.

Kudou Yoji was all of these, and so much more.  Always one to wear that seductive grin, always one with the clever come-ons.  Sure, even he got slapped a time or two, but his running record was far better than the majority.  Always lookin' for love, as one might say...yet never the one to fall in love.  One night stands were his forte.  Woo em' and screw em'.  But he was always oh so nice about it...and if the woman came back...well, he never was one to turn down a pretty face.  But even this foppish playboy had his secrets, despite how often he ran his mouth....
     Weiß Kreuz.  Assassins extrodinaire.  Somehow the green-eyed prince had found himself amongst this group.  Killing by night....and tending a flower shop by day.  Hey, it did make good cover.  Ah...no one but Yoji himself knew how this had come to be...and no one but himself would ever find out.  The past has a way of sneaking up one you, though...no matter how hard you try to forget it.

....Asuka....