Dark Angel
By: Craw/Brad

Disclaimer: I don't own anything but the plot. Even that isn't really worth much.

Author's notes: This is for Hope. She asked for Omi/Nagi, so she will get Omi/Nagi.. eventually...
/..../ ~ thoughts

Part One

It was raining outside. The sound of thunder could be heard over the never ending drollness that was the teachers lecture. She was saying things that had been said hundreds of times before. Over and over, she repeated herself.

/Will this never end?/ A blue eyed blond asked himself. His eyes shifted from the broad to the window at his side. The rain made little intricate designs on the window. Suddenly something caught his eye. Three of the biggest bullies in his year were surrounding a small boy that he had never seen around the school. Having been on the receiving end of there fist once or twice he felt bad for there new victim.

This boy was kinda cute though. He had black hair and a small frame. Omi couldn't see his face at this distance, but when he saw one of the bigger boys pull out a bat, he was out of his seat before he had time to think. He was down the hall with out taking time to grab his things, but was silently thankful when the bell rage seconds after he had left. There were not too many people in his way and with any luck the teacher wouldn't get too upset.

As he flew down the hall and tore down the stairs he was reminded of the last time he had seen someone with a build like that. /Was it just me,/ he thought as he ripped through the doors into one of the many courtyards. /or was Prodigy holding back the last time we fought? No, I'm kidding myself. Why would he hold back.? It's not like he has a crush on me, or... No, stop it Omi. It's useless to try and project your feelings on the boy. Why would he have a thing for me anyway?/ At this point all thoughts were cut off as he rounded a corner to see the young man held up between two of the large brutes as the third pulled back the bat and sung.

"No!" yelled Omi as he ran and tackled the largest of the boys.

"Stay out of this Tsukiyono. This is between us and the new kid." came the blunt reply from the teen behind him with the bat.

"What could he have done in the hour since school started to be beaten with a bat?" The blond asked, tightening his hold on the man thorough. Without any other choice, the other boy had to let go of his pray and focus on Omi.

"He..." Before the larger boy could come up with a reply, he was passed out from lack of air.

Omi got up and turned his atention to the other three boys. The one he had come to save was bundled into a ball at the feet of the other two. One raised a foot, ready to kick the fallen teen. "Are you sure that you want to do that?" Omi asked in his most threatening voice.

"Um..." the other boy replied as he put his foot down. He then proceeded to turn and run. His friend soon followed.

"Are you ok?" Omi asked sweetly, turning his atention to the fallen youth.

Dark blue eyes turned on him. The other boy got up and dusted himself off. "I am fine," he said coldly. "Bombay."

Suddenly recognition clicked and Omi realized that not only was this his counterpart from Swartz, but that he had just blasted down from class to save an enemy that was perfectly capable off saving himself. "Why?" was all Omi managed to get out.

"Come on Bombay, I know that you can do better than 'why'. "replied the smaller assassin, a small smirk crossing his face as Omi's confusion grew.

Omi finally getting enough hold on himself to think straight, tried again. "Why didn't you fight back?" He asked in a small voice.

"Now that is more articulate at least." Nagi started . "Why didn't I fight back? Well, I guess the answer to that is complex. To simplify, lets just say that I should have needed to."

"What the hell does that mean?" Omi asked, this time in his normal voice.

"It means that..." he paused as if deep in thought. Then a full blown smirk came to his beautiful lips. "I'll see you in class, Omi." the raven haired youth said before turning and walking away.

/What the fuck was that about?/ Omi asked himself. /Hey! He never answered my question!/

~*X*~

Thanks to the stunt that he had pulled, Omi was not only late to class, but soaked when he got there. "Tsukiyono," the teacher exclaimed when he walked into the class dripping. "Where have you been?" she scolded. "Well, never mind. Take your seat." The blond assassin was overjoyed that she had decided to forgo the punishment that he was sure would have been coming if it had been any other student.

"Today we are welcoming a new student." the teacher continued. She then motioned to the dark boy standing to her right. "This is Naeo Nagi."

Omi looked up from his books at that last statement. How was it that the other boy had gotten not only here on time, but dry? It just wasn't fair!A quick scan of the room told to the deduction that the only empty seat was the one directly to his right. As if to confirm his suspicions, the teacher said, "Take the seat beside Tsukiyono."

~*X*~

They had been working on an assignment for the last ten minutes and had Omi felt eyes on him for the last twenty. Finally he broke down and turned to look the midnight blue eyes down. "What?" he asked quietly, but in a harsh tone nonetheless.

"Nothing," came the gruff reply.

"Stop staring at me." Omi said turning back to his work. The feeling of being watched didn't decrees any. The only difference was that it now felt as if there were a hand on his back. Nagi found it amazingly amusing, judging by the evil smirk that crossed his elfin features when Omi turned to glare at him. He was about to yell 'Shi-ne!' just to see if it would faze the boy when the bell rand. /Thank the gods!/

Now it was off to lunch. /There is no way that Prodigy can get away with bothering me at lunch.? Or so our little Innocent Omi-kun thought. After buying a sports drink and something that looked suspiciously like what he had last Friday when Yoji tried to cook and get ready for a date at the same time, he set out to find Rex and Kris.

When he finally managed to find his two friends, Omi was disappointed to see a now familar head of black hair at his normal seat. He sighed and continued towards his friends. Rex looked up and called to him, "Omi-kun, look what we found! He was going to eat alone. We can't allow that now can we?"

Omi couldn't very well tell the greened eyed girl the real re3son that he didn't want to spend time with the boy. Hell, he hadn't even really admitted it t himself yet. So he had to smile and sit down at the end of the table. /I wish this day would end already./

Rex and her boy friend went on as if it were any other day. Kris talked about the new manga that he just had to have and Rex went in depth about a new anime. Once or twice they even asked Omi and/or Nagi a question.

It was almost the end of lunch when Omi felt the all too familiar feel of non-tangible figures on his back. He turned his best Glare-o-Death on the other assassin, but the younger boy just smiled.

/Oh, he thinks this is so~ funny.Well I'll show him!? Omi thought to himself with an evil smirk that was so un-Omi-like that the other two had to stop and stare. When he realized that they were watching him, Omi stopped. "Um... Guys? Why are you looking at me like that?"

"No reason." Rex replied. "I just, you know, figured out why you don't have a girl friend." she finished with a smirk that was equally as evil as the one that Omi had just been in possion of.

"What are you talking about?" Kris asked. Sufficient to say, he definitely was not the brightest color in the rainbow.

"Shut up." Omi said flatly.

"No thanks," Rex replied.

"Guys, What are you talking about?" Kris asked. Nope, he was about as sharp as a bowling ball.

Nagi burst out laughing. That was enough to get the other three to shut up and stare at him. He tried, but the usually stoic youth couldn't hold back the cries of mirth flowing from him. Kris was a dumb ass, Rex was a bitch, and Omi was in denial about his sexuality. It was kinda funny.

Omi was now glaring at the smaller assassin and his green eyed friend, looking offended. Omi was about to ask Nagi what was 'so dame funny?' when an uproar pulled his atention to the soda machines.

"Take the dame dollar!" yelled a girl in English. She then started kicking the stupid box and telling it that this was all just another example of how god hated her. "All I want is a dame Poweraid!" she yelled again.

"Excuse me?" Nagi asked her slowly. Crawford had made him learn English, but that didn't mean he was conferrable speaking it.

"What do you want?" The girl asked angrily. Then suddenly, in a very loony tones type of way, a light bulb appeared over her head. "You wouldn't happen to have change, would you?"

"As it happens, I would." he said as he handed over the change and received the bill in return.

"Your my savior!" she announced. She then proceeded to glop him. "If there is ever anything I can do for you, don't hesitate to ask." She then left to get her Poweraid.

~TBC~

Author's notes: I go to an American High school, so please forgive me if this is way off. I also know that they don't use dollars in Japan, but I'm not sure I want to mess with the whole conversion thing. Review!