NFA: I do not own the rights to Weiss Kreuz and everything belongs to the rightful owner(s). Please enjoy the story and sorry if some characters are out of context.

Warning: This story contains sexual comments and/or sexual acts, and vulgar language. If any of this offends you then please do not continue. But if you wish to read this story, then you are accepting full responsibility for reading it and cannot get mad at me for not warning you.

Chapter 1

"Omi," said a gentle voice. "Omi, wake up. Please, save me, Omi."

Omi's eyes shot open and he was plunged into darkness. It was late at night and there was no moon outside to give any light. His breathing was rapid and he was drenched in icy sweat.

A nightmare, he thought to himself. It was just a nightmare. But why did it seem so real? Who was the person calling to him?

Omi climbed out of bed and walked over to the window. He looked outside at the sleeping world below them. He had been having this dream for the past week and a half. Always the same. A gentle voice calling to him as he ran through the darkness towards it. But he never found it. Not once.

He shook his head as he turned and climbed back into bed. It was late, but early enough to still get a good amount of sleep. As he laid his head on his pillow, he heard a loud thud from down the hall.

"They're at it again," Omi whispered in the darkness.

Again he heard the thud, but louder this time. His eyes narrowed as he sat up and listened. Once again he heard the thud. Louder again. Carefully he climbed out of the bed and opened his door. As he peered out into the hall, he thought he saw someone standing at the end of the hall in front of Yohji's door. The figure stepped around the corner and out of sight.

"Who's that?" said Omi as he stepped into the hall.

Quietly he slipped down the hallway towards Yohji's door. As he came to the corner, he pressed his back against the wall and slowly peered around the corner. At the end of the hall around the corner, was the bathroom. But the door was wide open. Omi scratched his head as he walked over to Yohji's door.

He gently knocked on the door and listened. "Yohji?" said Omi. "Are you okay?"

The door suddenly opened and there stood Yohji in his boxers. His eyes were barely opened as he looked upon the young man before him.

"What are you doing up at this hour, Omi?" asked Yohji.

"I heard a loud thud coming from down here and got curious when it got louder," Omi said. "Ken's not with you?"

"No not tonight," Yohji said. "So you heard thuds coming from down here?"

"Yeah and when I looked out my door I thought I saw someone standing down here," Omi said, "then they went around the corner. When I looked there was no one here."

Yohji looked at Omi. "It's your imagination," he said closing the door. "Go back to sleep, kid."

Omi sighed as he turned and went back to his room. He stopped in the door way to his room and looked at the door to his right. Aya's room was right there. It had been a while since they had slept together.

"Better not," Omi said walking into his room and closing the door. "He hasn't been in a good mood lately. If anything else happens then I'll go in."

Once the young man was curled in his bed, he finally drifted off to sleep.

"Omi," said the gentle voice once again. "Please hurry, Omi. I need you."

"Where are you?" called Omi as he ran through the darkness that surrounded him.

"Omi, please help me," called the voice this time louder.

As Omi came closer to the voice, he began to see a shape. It was the shape of a young lady, but he couldn't make out any details.

"Omi," she called out. "Please hurry."

"Who are you?" asked Omi walking towards her. "Please tell me how I can help you."

"The woods, Omi," said the lady. "The woods."

"Where in the woods?" asked Omi as he reached for her.

"Hurry," she said as she disappeared into the darkness.

"Wait!" yelled Omi.

Suddenly, something grabbed his shoulder and spun him around. His eyes shot open and there sitting on the edge of the bed were Aya and Yohji. Aya's violet eyes were filled with worry and Yohji's eyes were filled with fear. Omi's breath was rapid as he sat up and flung his arms around Aya's waist.

"You okay, little one?" asked Yohji. "You're shaking."

"I had a bad dream," Omi said. "That's all."

"You must have been imagining things last night too," Yohji said as he stood up and strolled from the room.

"What is he talking about?" asked Aya, holding Omi in his arms.

"I thought I saw someone last night down by his room," said Omi. "It wasn't Ken I don't think."

"Well everything's okay now," Aya said pulling away. "Get up and get ready for breakfast."

Omi took a deep breath as he climbed out of bed and went to take a shower.

As Omi entered the kitchen, Ken was putting waffles on the table. Omi sat down in his usual spot and waited for everyone else to sit down. Yohji followed close behind the young man and patted him on the shoulder as he sat beside him.

"Feeling better, kid?" asked Yohji. "Got your mind clear?"

Omi looked down at his hands and said, "It felt so real. I could clearly see someone last night by your door."

"That again," Yohji said as Ken handed him a cup of hot coffee.

"What are you talking about?" asked Ken.

"Omi thinks he saw someone outside my room last night," said Yohji.

"I did," Omi said. "I know I did."

"It was probably some shadows," Ken said as he began to cook some bacon. "You know, light hitting something just right to make a funny shape."

"But there was no light except what came from under Yohji's door," said Omi not looking up from his hands.

A gentle hand slipped around Omi's shoulders. The young man looked up to see Aya standing behind him with a gentle smile on his face.

"Don't worry, Omi," Aya whispered into his ear. "If it happens again you can sleep with me."

Omi's heart began to pound as those words were spoken. He looked into those violet eyes and felt his worries melt away. Aya was always so nice to him since they had gotten to know each other better over the past few months. As Aya sat down, his hand sought out Omi's under the table.

"Is breakfast almost done?" asked Yohji setting down his coffee.

"Keep your pants on," Ken said, looking at the blond.

"Ken, the bacon's burning," Yohji said as a small stream of smoke rose up.

"Ah, crap," said Ken as he turned off the fire. "Breakfast is now done."

Aya and Omi exchanged worried glances as Ken served the crispy bacon. Yohji simply patted Ken on the back as he sat down with them.