Troubled Waters #1
Tears
By Sliver Flame
Tears were dripping gently from Omi's chin into his cup of water. He couldn't stand it anymore. It hurt too much. He had suffered for too long. Besides, it was all an act. He had given some thought about it. It seemed that the both of them could not be together. Ever. And what was more, he person he liked already has another. And when his lover and the third party were together, Omi could only watch from a corner, crying silently, wishing that he were the third party.
//But, the happy memories are enough. I cannot ask for more. I have more than I can ever wish for. I'm given a place to stay, food to eat, water to drink, a good education and friends. How can I still want more!?//
"Here," a voice said. Omi looked up into a pair of emerald eyes. He accepted the handkerchief that Schuldig handed him.
"Thanks," he muttered back and left it on the table. Schuldig took the seat opposite him.
"You okay, kitten?" he asked. Omi nodded in reply. "Look, he doesn't mean it, all right? I'm mean, he's sorry he hurt your feelings, but, he doesn't mean it in that way, all right?"
Omi nodded once again, refusing to speak.
"Kitten, say something."
Tears were still streaming down the young blond's face. The handkerchief lay forgotten on the table. Schuldig sighed.
"I'm leaving. Once you calm down, I want you to go back to your flower shop. Don't stay here too late, understand?"
Omi nodded yet again, avoiding Schuldig's eyes. He appreciated Schuldig caring so much about him, really, but he just could not bring himself to say it.
Sometimes he wondered why he chose that person instead of Schuldich.
//Perhaps because Schuldig is the third party.//
He had seen his lover with Schuldig together with the rest of Schwarz, Schuldig teasing Nagi and Nagi blushing, and the pair of them laughing together.
Schuldig stood up and left. He opened the door to Schwarz's apartment and dropped himself lazily on the couch where Nagi was sitting at the other end watching television.
"Gosh, Nagi. Have the heart to at least call the kitten or something. He's in a terrible state."
"No."
"What's wrong with you?"
"He started it."
"Yes, but-"
"Enough, Schuldig. I'm tired. I'm going to bed." He switched off the television and went upstairs.
//He was the one who started it. I have every right not to comfort him. It doesn't matter. It's not like I can't live without him. I'll still have to work with him, but it doesn't matter. I'll just treat him as a friend and nothing else.//
Nagi reached his bedroom and entered. He got into bed, switched off the light telekinetically and shut his mind.
A/N: New fic. Tell me whether I should carry on writing or not. If I get a flame, I'm not continuing. One review and I will carry on. I patiently await your views.
Tears
By Sliver Flame
Tears were dripping gently from Omi's chin into his cup of water. He couldn't stand it anymore. It hurt too much. He had suffered for too long. Besides, it was all an act. He had given some thought about it. It seemed that the both of them could not be together. Ever. And what was more, he person he liked already has another. And when his lover and the third party were together, Omi could only watch from a corner, crying silently, wishing that he were the third party.
//But, the happy memories are enough. I cannot ask for more. I have more than I can ever wish for. I'm given a place to stay, food to eat, water to drink, a good education and friends. How can I still want more!?//
"Here," a voice said. Omi looked up into a pair of emerald eyes. He accepted the handkerchief that Schuldig handed him.
"Thanks," he muttered back and left it on the table. Schuldig took the seat opposite him.
"You okay, kitten?" he asked. Omi nodded in reply. "Look, he doesn't mean it, all right? I'm mean, he's sorry he hurt your feelings, but, he doesn't mean it in that way, all right?"
Omi nodded once again, refusing to speak.
"Kitten, say something."
Tears were still streaming down the young blond's face. The handkerchief lay forgotten on the table. Schuldig sighed.
"I'm leaving. Once you calm down, I want you to go back to your flower shop. Don't stay here too late, understand?"
Omi nodded yet again, avoiding Schuldig's eyes. He appreciated Schuldig caring so much about him, really, but he just could not bring himself to say it.
Sometimes he wondered why he chose that person instead of Schuldich.
//Perhaps because Schuldig is the third party.//
He had seen his lover with Schuldig together with the rest of Schwarz, Schuldig teasing Nagi and Nagi blushing, and the pair of them laughing together.
Schuldig stood up and left. He opened the door to Schwarz's apartment and dropped himself lazily on the couch where Nagi was sitting at the other end watching television.
"Gosh, Nagi. Have the heart to at least call the kitten or something. He's in a terrible state."
"No."
"What's wrong with you?"
"He started it."
"Yes, but-"
"Enough, Schuldig. I'm tired. I'm going to bed." He switched off the television and went upstairs.
//He was the one who started it. I have every right not to comfort him. It doesn't matter. It's not like I can't live without him. I'll still have to work with him, but it doesn't matter. I'll just treat him as a friend and nothing else.//
Nagi reached his bedroom and entered. He got into bed, switched off the light telekinetically and shut his mind.
A/N: New fic. Tell me whether I should carry on writing or not. If I get a flame, I'm not continuing. One review and I will carry on. I patiently await your views.