Disclaimers: As I've said before, I do not own Weiss Kreuz. But I do own
Bleeding Angle. Enjoy!
Arigatou!
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CrimsonTears: Okay okay its summer and I have no excuse to not post more on my fics! Okay! But to all my loyal readers who have been waiting for this chapter, you won't get another one until after the 27th of June. I will be in Japan as a foreign exchange student and will not have time to update until then when I return from my studies! I leave the 12th and I hope you all enjoy the next chapter! Peace out CT!
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Chapter 7
Yoji printed off the IM. The others would want to see the message. They were coming back for Omi, but if Yoji had anything to say in the matter, they would be dead before the sun rose. Taking the paper, he walked to the door and half-whispered half-shouted for Ken and Aya.
Ken came running down the hall. He looked extremely tired.
"What? What's going on?" He asked.
"Look at this." Yoji handed Ken the paper he had printed off. "I just got this. I was actually talking to Omi's abductors! They're coming back for him."
"Shit! How long ago was this?"
"Only a few minutes ago." Yoji said drawing in on his cigarette.
"What's going on?" Aya asked joining them. He held in his hand a coffee mug that still had steam rising from the warm liquid inside. He sipped gingerly.
"Take a look at this." Ken said handing the paper to Aya. He handed his cup to Ken and looked over the paper. "Christ! They contacted him!"
"No." Yoji said exhaling his smoke. "They contacted me. I was using Omi's screen name.
Aya read the IM again. He was not at all pleased with what he was reading. Things were going to be very dangerous for them all. He sighed and handed the paper back to Yoji. He rubbed his eyes. "I don't know what to do."
They stood there for a moment, silent. The only sounds they could hear was the clock ticking. Omi's sheets rustled once, and everyone's eyes darted to the boy's bed. He continued to sleep and nothing seemed out of the ordinary.
"We don't know when they'll attack, we better stay on our guard. No one, I repeat no one is allowed to leave Omi's side unless someone else it there to take over." Aya said. Ken handed him his cup and he took it. "I mean it."
Ken and Yoji both nodded. They understood. Omi was like a brother to them, they were just as worried as Aya. Aya turned and walked back down the hall. "I brewed some coffee. It's upstairs in the coffee pot if you want any."
"Thanks." Ken said. "Do you want any Yoji?"
"Nah. I'm okay. I'm use to pulling really late night-ers." He gave Ken a comforting wink.
Ken nodded and followed Aya up the spiral stairs. Ken poured a mug of coffee and sat at the table with Aya. Neither one had anything to say. Ken looked at Aya. He was angry, they all were. Aya sat very still staring past Ken and past the wall of the kitchen. Something was on his mind, and Ken kept quite. Yoji meanwhile resumed his post by Omi's bedside.
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Omi turned in his bed and slowly opened his eyes. Fear surged through him as he realized the room was dark. Had he just dreamt that he had been rescued? He remembered having a blanket thrown on him as the lady had left, and a blanket lay on top of him now. He buried his head underneath them not fully noticing the soft mattress and pillow supporting his head. His door creaked open and light flooded his room. He faced the wall not making any noise, and not moving.
The sound of two people moving about sent a shiver down his spine. They didn't make any noise, he listened intently to their foot steps. They were going in the opposite direction. The door closed, but was left just open enough that a small sliver of light leaked through. The door opened again a minute later, Omi closed his eyes tightly fearing that he'd be hurt again. The footsteps stopped at his bed and no more sounds were made. A hand landed gently on his shoulder, and he flinched. The hand drew back.
"I'm so sorry this happened to you Omi. Will you ever wake up?" The voice was gentle but sad.
Omi recognized the voice and his body relaxed. "Ken?" He asked softly, praying he wasn't just hearing things.
"OMI!" Ken stood up.
Relief ran threw Omi and he gingerly turned over. He winced as pain shot threw his back.
"Oh thank god! We were so worried about you! How long have you been awake?" he asked.
"Only a few minuets. How long have I been asleep?" Omi asked sitting up.
"You've been out for three days. Almost four!"
"THREE DAYS!" Omi cried.
"Yeah. You had a bad case of hysterics. Hit Yoji right in the face. He has a pretty bruise from it!" Ken smiled.
"Oh!" Omi cried. "I. I don't remember that."
"You don't?"
Omi shook his head. He barely remembered anything. He did remember Ken at the warehouse, but everything else was kinda foggy.
"What do you remember?" Ken asked sitting down in the chair.
"Have you sat with me al this time?" Omi asked disregarding ken's question.
"Oh no. Yoji and Aya took turns with me."
"Thank you." Omi said looking down at his sheets. Sometime during the conversation he had gripped the blankets tightly in his hands. He hadn't realized until just now.
"Your going to be okay aren't you?" Ken asked.
"I think so." Omi smiled.
"Good. So do you remember anything?" Ken sat watching Omi.
Omi looked down at the sheets. He remembered something's, he remembered the sweet smell on the cloth, and the blades of the knives cutting his skin, and he remembered Ken holding him in the warehouse. Otherwise, what happened in between that time was still foggy to him. He tried hard to remember something that would trigger the rest of his memories. So far he was having no luck. There was one thing though, it kept tugging at his brain. The images weren't clear enough, but the woman. what was her name?
"Don't force yourself Omi. You should rest anyway. You can tell me after you've rested." Ken gently pushed Omi back on the mattress and pulled the blankets around him. "Aya will kill me if he finds out I've hounded you with questions."
"Ken."
"Yeah?"
"I think I remember something.."
To be continued.
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Hey all! CT here. Like I said I'll be in Japan till the 27th. Your lucky you got this! I stayed up until 1 am typing it for you all! So please please review! ONAGAISHIMASU! PEACE OUT and stay tuned!
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CrimsonTears: Okay okay its summer and I have no excuse to not post more on my fics! Okay! But to all my loyal readers who have been waiting for this chapter, you won't get another one until after the 27th of June. I will be in Japan as a foreign exchange student and will not have time to update until then when I return from my studies! I leave the 12th and I hope you all enjoy the next chapter! Peace out CT!
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Chapter 7
Yoji printed off the IM. The others would want to see the message. They were coming back for Omi, but if Yoji had anything to say in the matter, they would be dead before the sun rose. Taking the paper, he walked to the door and half-whispered half-shouted for Ken and Aya.
Ken came running down the hall. He looked extremely tired.
"What? What's going on?" He asked.
"Look at this." Yoji handed Ken the paper he had printed off. "I just got this. I was actually talking to Omi's abductors! They're coming back for him."
"Shit! How long ago was this?"
"Only a few minutes ago." Yoji said drawing in on his cigarette.
"What's going on?" Aya asked joining them. He held in his hand a coffee mug that still had steam rising from the warm liquid inside. He sipped gingerly.
"Take a look at this." Ken said handing the paper to Aya. He handed his cup to Ken and looked over the paper. "Christ! They contacted him!"
"No." Yoji said exhaling his smoke. "They contacted me. I was using Omi's screen name.
Aya read the IM again. He was not at all pleased with what he was reading. Things were going to be very dangerous for them all. He sighed and handed the paper back to Yoji. He rubbed his eyes. "I don't know what to do."
They stood there for a moment, silent. The only sounds they could hear was the clock ticking. Omi's sheets rustled once, and everyone's eyes darted to the boy's bed. He continued to sleep and nothing seemed out of the ordinary.
"We don't know when they'll attack, we better stay on our guard. No one, I repeat no one is allowed to leave Omi's side unless someone else it there to take over." Aya said. Ken handed him his cup and he took it. "I mean it."
Ken and Yoji both nodded. They understood. Omi was like a brother to them, they were just as worried as Aya. Aya turned and walked back down the hall. "I brewed some coffee. It's upstairs in the coffee pot if you want any."
"Thanks." Ken said. "Do you want any Yoji?"
"Nah. I'm okay. I'm use to pulling really late night-ers." He gave Ken a comforting wink.
Ken nodded and followed Aya up the spiral stairs. Ken poured a mug of coffee and sat at the table with Aya. Neither one had anything to say. Ken looked at Aya. He was angry, they all were. Aya sat very still staring past Ken and past the wall of the kitchen. Something was on his mind, and Ken kept quite. Yoji meanwhile resumed his post by Omi's bedside.
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Omi turned in his bed and slowly opened his eyes. Fear surged through him as he realized the room was dark. Had he just dreamt that he had been rescued? He remembered having a blanket thrown on him as the lady had left, and a blanket lay on top of him now. He buried his head underneath them not fully noticing the soft mattress and pillow supporting his head. His door creaked open and light flooded his room. He faced the wall not making any noise, and not moving.
The sound of two people moving about sent a shiver down his spine. They didn't make any noise, he listened intently to their foot steps. They were going in the opposite direction. The door closed, but was left just open enough that a small sliver of light leaked through. The door opened again a minute later, Omi closed his eyes tightly fearing that he'd be hurt again. The footsteps stopped at his bed and no more sounds were made. A hand landed gently on his shoulder, and he flinched. The hand drew back.
"I'm so sorry this happened to you Omi. Will you ever wake up?" The voice was gentle but sad.
Omi recognized the voice and his body relaxed. "Ken?" He asked softly, praying he wasn't just hearing things.
"OMI!" Ken stood up.
Relief ran threw Omi and he gingerly turned over. He winced as pain shot threw his back.
"Oh thank god! We were so worried about you! How long have you been awake?" he asked.
"Only a few minuets. How long have I been asleep?" Omi asked sitting up.
"You've been out for three days. Almost four!"
"THREE DAYS!" Omi cried.
"Yeah. You had a bad case of hysterics. Hit Yoji right in the face. He has a pretty bruise from it!" Ken smiled.
"Oh!" Omi cried. "I. I don't remember that."
"You don't?"
Omi shook his head. He barely remembered anything. He did remember Ken at the warehouse, but everything else was kinda foggy.
"What do you remember?" Ken asked sitting down in the chair.
"Have you sat with me al this time?" Omi asked disregarding ken's question.
"Oh no. Yoji and Aya took turns with me."
"Thank you." Omi said looking down at his sheets. Sometime during the conversation he had gripped the blankets tightly in his hands. He hadn't realized until just now.
"Your going to be okay aren't you?" Ken asked.
"I think so." Omi smiled.
"Good. So do you remember anything?" Ken sat watching Omi.
Omi looked down at the sheets. He remembered something's, he remembered the sweet smell on the cloth, and the blades of the knives cutting his skin, and he remembered Ken holding him in the warehouse. Otherwise, what happened in between that time was still foggy to him. He tried hard to remember something that would trigger the rest of his memories. So far he was having no luck. There was one thing though, it kept tugging at his brain. The images weren't clear enough, but the woman. what was her name?
"Don't force yourself Omi. You should rest anyway. You can tell me after you've rested." Ken gently pushed Omi back on the mattress and pulled the blankets around him. "Aya will kill me if he finds out I've hounded you with questions."
"Ken."
"Yeah?"
"I think I remember something.."
To be continued.
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Hey all! CT here. Like I said I'll be in Japan till the 27th. Your lucky you got this! I stayed up until 1 am typing it for you all! So please please review! ONAGAISHIMASU! PEACE OUT and stay tuned!
