FATE
Summary: Omi never wanted this to be like this. Never wanted to kill his family. Never wanted to watch his friends suffer one by one but it seems he may not be able to help it. So, he gathered his last strength and wished to change the past even if the past might come to hurt him. Yaoi. AxO
Disclaimer: I do not own weiss kreuz. I'm just a poor fan who has an overactive imagination.
There was a bright flash of white and he found himself running. He ran until his feet hurt. He run until his feet suddenly gave way and he stumbled towards the ground.
There was a flash of light and then there was darkness.
"Omi! Omi!" There was voice. He could hear a voice calling him. It seems familiar... But, should he risk it? He didn't know if he can handle it anymore. After watching his teammates…
"Omi! Omi!" The voice called out again and suddenly, hands were grabbing him, shaking him.
"Wha?" He cried out, his eyes opening in reflex.
A familiar face was staring at him in concern.
"Are you alright, otouto?"
Chapter One
"Thereby, 2x multiplied by 3y would result to 6xy. Now for your homework, I want you to do exercise 3.5 in page 216 of your textbook. Class dismissed."
"Man! I think my head would explode with all the problems and assignments we have today." A small blue-haired girl complained just as a bell rung signaling the end of the class for that morning. Yawning, the girl quickly gathered her books before making her way to the seat across from her where a boy was doing the same.
"Don't you feel the same, ne Omi-chan?"
Wide blue-eyes stared glanced at her under brown fringe before smiling. "Hai, it seems we have a lot of homework these past few days, Ouka-san. Are you feeling tired because of it?" Omi asked, making his way towards the door.
"Not really." Ouka replied following. "I'm just annoyed, is all. I was planning to go tonight to a popular club with my friends but with this I don't know if I can…And - Ouka pouted raising her hands to her hips- Why are you still calling me Ouka-san? Our parents may not live together but we're still brothers and sisters, aren't we?"
Omi nodded. "Of course, Ouka-san. You're just too cute when you become irritated."
"Omi-chan! There you again teasing me! And for the last time, call me Ouka or Ouka-chan!"
Omi chuckled. "I know. I know. Anyway, I better go now. I still have to go to the library cafe before I go home."
"Eh? There again? Why do you have to go there again?" she asked. "You have your laptop at home and well with our family's wealth we can have any books we need brought home to the library."
"Of course." Omi agreed"I just wanted to study somewhere else."
"Well, okay." Ouka shrugged. "Whatever catches your fancy then."
"Hai, Ouka-san." replied Omi before continuing to walk out of the school building and towards an enormous black gate. And I wanted to see them again by that route.
"Eh? Did you say something Omi-chan?" Ouka asked although not really looking at him. She was too busy looking around as if trying to find something until finally stopping on a red convertible parked at the gate.
Omi just shooked his head. "Iee. I must have said what I was thinking out aloud." He said, following her gaze. "Did you get Schuldig to fetch you from school again today?"
Ouka nodded still looking towards the red car where a red-haired man can be seen talking to a group of girls. "Of course! A girl like me should not be stressing herself with walking." She crossed her arms. "Anyway, I better get there before he starts flirting again with my classmates. The nerve of that man!" Ouka cried out before running towards the parked vehicle.
Omi watched her go, amused to hear her voice rise upon reaching her goal as if a mother scolding a child who did a bad thing. A few minutes continue to past by as he watched the scene before finally he himself headed towards another area of the lot where a black motorbike was parked.
He sighed. "You should go home too, Nagi. I won't be home till much later but I promise to be careful." He started the engine, putting on a matching helmet as he did so. "Besides you shouldn't make it a habit of playing shadow, you know."
A younger looking boy stepped out of the trees. "Of course, but if you want me-"
Omi shooked his head again this time smiling. "No. I think for today, I want to be alone for awhile. I do have a lot of things to do and" -- he chuckled- "so do you."
The boy continues to look at him but didn't say anything else before disappearing.
Omi turned to find the red car also gone, presumable towards his home and with that, he mounted his motorbike and took off. He made his way down various streets at a sedate pace, cold wind billowing against him.
As what I normally do. His mind supplied him.
He watched as different kinds of people, some of them he recognized as his classmates walked in regular groups laughing and talking at various intersections. He watched as some shopkeepers attempted to sell their products although ignored by the majority and finally, as a familiar parking space came into view.
"Ah, Omi-chan!" A middle-aged man waved at him as he dismounted. "Do you want your usual spot by the window with one of our rental laptops?"
Omi smiled, acknowledging the greeting. "Thanks, Mr. Guichi. Although today I don't think I would need the laptop."
The man looked at him surprised. "Er okay if you say so." He scratched his head. "Though, may I ask why? You usually want a laptop in addition to your books while studying."
Omi looked across his shoulder to a group of girls crowding around a newly opened flower shop. "Today is just not my normal day, I suppose." He answered with a smile.
A/N: What do you think? I just started this story so please help me make it good. Anyone want to beta read it? Help would be greatly appreciated. Thanks.