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The auburn haired teenager shot up in bed, panting and sweating as he tried to clear his mind of the images he was seeing. He held his hand in his hands as he tried to get his breathing under control, and figure out what he had been seeing. The nightmares just wouldn't stop. They kept haunting him. Tears glassed his azure eyes before spilling down his cheeks. Once again he was reduced to tears.

Why did they keep coming? Why did they haunt him? Why...? But there were no answers. There never were. His nightmares were but a mystery that he couldn't solve.

"Mother..." he whispered into the darkness. The vague image of her falling away from his grasp as his dreams fell away from his mind yet again, leaving nothing but the feeling of loneliness and a numbing pain.

Omi fell back onto his bed once again, and stared up at his ceiling. Why did his life have to be based around lies? Why couldn't he find out the truth? What was the truth? Somehow the youngest Vice member didn't think he'd ever find out. A deep sigh heaving from his chest. Once again he was backing himself into a corner he couldn't get out of. He had to stop thinking of the past. There was much to be done, and he didn't have the time to wallow in vague memories. It was best just to leave the past alone... or so Mags had told him.

He began to figure it was for the best yet again as his eyes began drifting closed. Hoping that tomorrow would bring better days.

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"At the computer all night again Omi?" Ken asked as he saw the sleepy eyed teen emerging into the flower shop rubbing at his eyes.

He mumbled a reply no one could make out as he yawned, but just shrugged it off as they got back to work filling orders as many girls fawned over the flowers.

Omi made his way to the table wear he began wrapping bouquets of flowers as Ken arranged some, Aya watered the plants, and Yoji flirted with the customers. It seemed to be a pretty regular day again. Though in the back of his head he knew they'd most likely be given another mission. There was always bad people out there who needed to have justice brought to them. Even if that meant their death.

"Penny for your thoughts?"

Omi jumped at the sudden intrusion into his thoughts, making him break a roses stem. He looked up to see Aya standing over him with what seemed to be a worried expression. Omi passed it off as just Aya being Aya before forcing his biggest smile.
"Just got lost in thought for a moment," the teen replied trying to sound enthusiastic as if to wipe away any cause for concern.

"You seem to have been doing that a lot lately," Aya said looking down at him with his steel hard gaze. Omi tried his best not to waver under it. He never liked when Aya gazed at him like that, it always made him want to breakdown and confess everything for some reason. Instead he just flashed the red head a victory sign.

"Well I was thinking of getting a new upgrade to my computer, but I have to figure out how I can connect this uplink first to the..." and he went on and on trying to make a cover for himself. This in fact wasn't a lie, but he had already figured out how to upgrade his computer with the new components Mags had given him. It averted Aya's suspicions just as he had hoped.

"Omi you should really get out and go meet a girl... all that computer stuff is melting your brain," Yoji said flashing him a smile as he nodded over at a couple girls that had just came into the store.
Omi blushed crimson, and went back to his work.

"OMI!!! Oh Omi!!!" a not so far off female voice called.

"Oi... hey Omi, here comes your girlfriend," Ken said sighing heavily as Ouka came dashing into the store in her school uniform.

Omi looked up to see her standing right in front of him, a few of her friends behind her. He didn't understand why she kept persisting with him. She made him feel so uneasy. She was so demanding. Why couldn't she just leave him alone and go find someone her own age?

"Oh Omi... I need your help," she said desperately as she leaned in closer to him. He instinctively leaned back trying to keep distance between them.

"What's wrong Ouka?" he asked automatically assuming something terrible was happening. Which also alerted the others' attention though they made themselves look busy.

"There's this school dance this Friday and I just got my dress, but I have nothing to wear with it. Nothing!!" She exclaimed shaking him by the shoulders.

"So what does that have to do with me?" he asked pressing a hand to his head to gain his bearings when she finally let go of him.

"Well I thought maybe you could bring me a corsage when you pick me up for the dance," she said smiling at him.

"When I what?!?!" he asked his jaw dropping in shock. He vaguely remembered her asking him last week, but he knew he had distinctively said no. His mind just raced as she began telling him how he was going to accompany her to the dance. Omi vaguely caught sight of the guys snickering as she went on and on in her usual fashion.
"Ouka..." he said finding a spot to intervene in her speech. "We've already been through this. I'm not going to the dance with you. I..."

But before he could finish Ouka went off into one of her wild frenzies, making him shrink down into his chair as she shouted at him. He was underneath the table hugging one of its legs when she finally composed herself, put on her conservative smile and told him what colours she wanted in her corsage before leaving with her friends.

"Whoa... she's unbelievable," Ken commented as he blinked after her.

"Yeah, just when you think she can't get any worse she goes and proves you wrong," Aya said shaking his head at the demanding purplette.

Ken went around and helped Omi to his feet. "Don't pay attention to the rich girl Omi... she's just mad she can't get what she wants all the time."

Omi merely nodded before Yuji commented on how he 'knew those legs' and Mags appeared with a new assignment for them.