"Oz…." Gil whispered in his sleep. He was awoken by a little shota boy screaming his name in his ear.
"Gil!~" he smiled as the raven-haired boy opened his eyes.
It seemed the shota was waiting for something. Maybe a reaction of rage and anger? Well, Gil knew he was waiting for something. Though the boy acted differently and patted the boys head.
"Nice try." he laughed.
Oz was in awe. Usually, Gil would yell and then be mad at Oz for so long. Though…Oz found this side of Gilbert to be… rather cute.
"Oz. Can you get up now?" Gil asked. He was concerned that maybe Oz didn't like his reaction.
They had cleared up how they were feeling all because of Alice. Of course, Gil thought she would just say that then say she should be rewarded. Probably by meat. Gil hadn't gotten everything off his chest though. For example, all the memories and such. They were biting at the edge of his mind. Slowly, his memories devoured him in every blow they could take. Gil was worried that he might go insane so he tried to get the memories away and focus on what was the present. Also, he didn't want to have the same problem as the stupid rabbit.
As usual, Alice went off with Sharon and Break hung around Oz. Why was Gil always left alone? He could spend time with Vincent but…. He was kind of scary… with scissors especially. Oz noticed Gil was alone and kept staring at him. He hoped e could look into Gil's eyes for a long time. See if he could see what was nagging at him inside. Gil never turned around and the blond-haired boy started getting irritated.
"Hmmm," Break mumbled, "What's your big interest in Raven over there, Oz-kun?" he finally asked.
Expecting this Oz answered casually. "Nothing. What's your big interest in what I'm doing?" Oz retorted.
Break could barely believe what he had heard. He answered in a soft, low mumble. "How un-cute…" He turned his head away.
Oz swung his legs that barely touched the ground under the table. He started whistling. He hoped he would get Gil's attention. Nothing yet. Thinking and thinking of what to do Oz finally thought of something.
"Break." he started.
"What?" Break asked as he reluctantly turned back to face the un-cute shota.
"Can I have some candy?" he whispered as he gestured to the tin in Break's hand.
"Sure." he offered the candy to Oz. Oz took three.
"Arigato." he smiled. It wasn't a thankful smile. Even Break, whom was going blind by every second, could tell that in his voice and face. Or of what Break could see of Oz's face. It was a devilish type of smile.
"Gil!~" Oz whispered in a tease way. He lightly threw a yellow piece of candy at his head. No reaction that time. He threw a blue one a little harder. Only a flinch. He was closer at least. Lastly, he threw a green one, Oz wore a lot of green so he thought Gil could tell it was him who threw it. And he finally threw it and it slammed right into Gil's face. He had turned around. He didn't look very happy. Oz was shocked in the quick change of attitude. He left the room holding the green candy in hand. The others were on the ground.
"Eh?" Oz cried. His tears were cold and it made him shiver. It all happened so quickly…. What was wrong? And where did Gil go?