Sweet Dreams: Part I

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Beads of thick sweat dripped and pooled all over the small brunette's
body. He shook fiercely with anger. The soft grayish eyes were now, cold
black pools of hatred. He stealthly stalked the man who was hurting his
life. His love. His Omi. Even as he thought of his name, his breath-taking
blue eyes, his smile, the way he looked every morning when he woke up, his
face softened. He had to stop that evil demon from harming his angel. His
best friend. His lover.
As he approached Schuldich, it all hit him. Everything. From that
fateful day he had met Schu, to the day that Schuldich had first kissed
Nagi. And Nagi had actually been foolish enough to believe that Schuldich
Loved him and cared for him. Well, that hadn't lasted long. soon after, he
had begun telling him he was infirior and would constantly resort to Nagi
whenever Crawford and turned Schu down, which happened almost daily. Nagi
couldn't stand the thought of anyone else, especially, Omi suffering the
way he had. Omi had done nothing to deserve this. He was normal, like
everyone else. No one had any reason to harm his beautiful angel.
Nagi couldn't allow anything to distract him. His memories were not
significant right now. He had to concentrate. Nothing could keep him from
saving Omi. Even if he died, as long as Omi did not have to suffer all his
life, Nagi would feel he had succeded. He was close enough to hear Omi's
screams. His eyes were red and his face was tear stained, bloody and
bruised. He had a black eye and his right cheek had been cut with a shard
of glass that had been nearby. There was still a small piece of it left in
the open wound. Schuldich's hatred had gone overboard. He could never take
away his Omi- kun. Omi was the one thing Nagi truly had.
Omi screamed Nagi's name as Schuldich pulled the last remains of Omi's
clothing off and began forcing himself on him. He screamed for Nagi again
and again not knowing just how close he was. Omi's screams and cries of
sheer agony sliced their way throug the icy night air, mingling with the
Schu's laughs and moans of pleasure. That bastard was actually enjoying
this. Could he even feel the beautiful boy's spirit being torn apart, his
innocence stolen from him in an instant. Nagi realized, that must have
been exactally what his first itme with Schuldich would have looked like,
had there been any witnesses. Nagi knew, even if he did save Omi now, he
would always feel violated and be afraid. He, like Nagi himself, would
feel like he was just a cheap whore- even more than he already did. Nagi
hated Schu even more for that.
Then Nagi lost all control. Screaming aganozingly, he ran straight at
the German forgetting his powers. Screw telekenesis, he wanted to tear
this man apart with his own hands. Schuldich, now noticing Nagi for the
first time, pulled up out of Omi violently and threw him aside. Omi hit
the side of the building lining the dark alley hard. He began to cough up
blood and shake. Omi hid his face, ashamed to have anyone, especially Nagi
see him like this. God Omi. You can't do anything right. Can't even walk
back to the hotel without getting raped.
'Put some clothes on, Schuldich" Nagi snarled. He purposely picked out
Omi's t-shirt and shorts, even though they were too small for him. If he
wanted to die in Omi's clothes, so be it. Nagi was at an obvious
advantage. He was a weaker fighter, but he had much more energy and he had
passion. Passion to kill. Schuldich had just raped his beautiful Omi. He
had violated him in the deepest sense. Omi, who already felt like a bad
enough person because of his past, now had another item to add to his list
of reasons he was infirior. Schuldich only wanted continue his neverending
torture of Nagi.
The one thing that Schu did have on him was brute strength. He was
absolutely huge. He could have easily thrown Nagi all the way across the
alley. Yet Nagi was still winning by a longshot. He was just about to
finish him off when Omi looked up and noticed that Ken was bleeding
horribly and had a broken nose. Omi dashed in, trying to stop the fight.
He was afraid only that Nagi could be hurting himself. And it was all his
fault for being a stupid whore. He had to stop him from hurting Nagi. A
punch meant for Nagi, meant to knock him out, one that he could have
easily doged, hit Omi right in the face. Omi flew back into Nagi as a loud
crack resounded through the air.
Nagi had never truly cried in all his life. He had cried, but never
had it been like this. This time, it was as if his entire soul was coming
out with those tears. One dropped to Omi's face. If anyone had been there
to enjoy it, they would have found it a beautiful sight. Omi, however,
hardly seemed to notice the blow. He leapt up and with all his soul and
all his strength, tore at the man. He seemed possesed by some strange
demon. The man was taken completely by surprise at this sudden, unexpected
turn of events. When he recovered from the sheer shock of Omi's attack,
he began to fight back. Nagi, realizing that Omi was being hurt even more,
tried to extract Omi from the fight meant for him, only to find that he
was frozen. Like a statue, he just stood there and watched Omi's life was
violently torn away from him. for the first time in his life, he could not
use his powers. He had always dreamed of the day when his powers would be
gone finally. Now that it was finally here, he hated himself. He coyuldn't
do anything to save Omi. The air gained an element of stillness that only
death can bring.
By now both men were, once again, nude. Schuldich, in a sleek, smooth
movement was behind Omi.
"You're pretty sexy. Too bad I have to kill you," he whispered into
Omi's ear just loud enough for Nagi to hear. He slid his tounge into the
smaller blonde?s ear and began nibbling at his ear. He slid his hard penis
into Omi and this time, his screams were not those of pain, but of
pleasure. Omi began to moan loudly as Schuldich covered his penis with the
wetness of his mouth. As he reached his climax, he screamed out, not Nagi,
but Schuldich. Nagi could feel his life ripped away form him with that
single word. Ken fell to the ground. Schuldich, feeling pleased with
himself, walked over to Nagi, licked his cheek and whispered "Thanks for
letting me borrow your boyfriend. I'm done with him now."
Schuldich picked Omi up off the ground and delivered the final blow
driectly to Omi's skull. Nagi could hear the loud crack ringing in his
ears. He thought it would never stop. Thick red blood spilled out and ran
down his neck as his limp, naked body was thrown at Nagi like a ragdoll.
He could feel the life drain out of Omi. He tasted and smelled his
tangible life leaving. Nagi screamed into the night as Schuldich ran off
into the darkenss.
How could he have let Omi go off in the dark, if a forgein country
unarmed by himself? What was he thinking? He pulled Omi to his chest and
felt him dissolve like sand through his fingers. He looked up to see
Schuldich, standing over him, picking him up and whispering into his ear
"I love you." And Nagi, believing him.