Flower 9: Black Rose
"They can't do this," Nagi hissed, the ghostly films of tears pooling beneath his long lashes. "Not to him." He slammed his fists onto the lid of the coffin, earning several disapproving glares from fellow mourners.
"Na…Nagi-kun." Omi's brows creased in concern for his boyfriend and he placed a consoling palm over the brunette's trembling shoulders. "It's gonna be okay."
"Crawford practically raised me," Nagi retorted. "He took me in, trained me, and helped me survive. They knew that we were close. They took that and used it against me!"
The few mourners still in the room eventually exited the funeral, leaving the two teens to themselves. With his dark trench coat billowing behind him, Schuldig stalked out swiftly, his usually bright eyes shadowed by his unkempt hair. The black clad Farfarello shut the doors behind them, not even trying to point out the fact that they were in a church-like atmosphere and that death hurt God.
"They don't like it – don't like us. We're together and they don't like it."
Omi nodded silently, knowing that Nagi just needed to vent out his frustrations. He did not interrupt.
"Eszet killed one of their best assassin-team leaders just to send me a message. We can't be together."
Those words broke Omi's spell of silence and he stepped forward hurriedly to embrace Nagi from behind. "No – no! You can't leave me. That's what they want. They killed Crawford-san, Nagi-kun, you can't give them the satisfaction of regarding that horrible message and obeying them!"
"No, that's not what I meant. I don't plan to break up with you." Nagi nestled against Omi's chest, sidling around so that he could return the hug fully. "I'm sorry I made you think that."
Omi breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank god," he heaved lowly, tightening his grip around Nagi's waist. The telekinetic wasn't breaking up with him.
Instead, Nagi stated firmly, "I'll get revenge."
Omi blanched and reeled back in protest, releasing Nagi as he did so. "What are you talking about?" he demanded. "You can't get revenge on Eszet. They're a powerful, out-of-this world organization that can crush you in a second. I won't lose you, Nagi-kun!"
Nagi stared down at the ground. "We all have sacrifices to make, Omi."
"And Crawford made his sacrifice for you – don't waste it. You know as well as I do that Eszet gave him chances to pull us apart, but he cared for you as much as you cared for him. He knew that you were finally happy and he disobeyed them to let you keep that happiness. He died so that you'd live."
"You don't understand Eszet like I do." Nagi raised his head and Omi was surprised by the calamitous emotions that pulsed within his sapphire eyes. "They won't kill me – I can destroy an army with the wave of my hand. They need me. More important, they need my loyalty. They need me to act as their puppet to harness my full power and cooperation. They need to break me…" Nagi blinked, and the tears that had been created for Crawford fell for Omi. "…By breaking you. To get me, they will get you. Can't you see? It's killing two birds with one stone. They kill one of Weiss and get me back. But I won't let them! I'll kill two birds of my own: I'll protect you and I'll get revenge."
"I don't care if I die – as long as you're safe," Omi snapped, feeling tears of his own begin to form.
Nagi's turned away from Omi, trying to hide his temper. "You… That's you. Selfless and loving and good god! That's gonna kill you – hell, it's nearly done it's job!" His arm lashed out, and Omi thought he was going to shatter one of the decorative pots beside Crawford's coffin. However, he simply extended his reach toward a black rose and curled his fingers around its thorn-less stem.
Nagi's fury-contorted face softened slightly. "As long as I'm safe, that means you're hunted. Right now I'm gonna play the bad guy role. I'm gonna be selfish and bad and bloodthirsty – because if they get you, I'll never be happy. I can't live without you, and now the bad guy surfaces in me. If I'm gone, you'd be sad, but you're a better person than me. You'd be able to do something with your life, you'd move on. You are the only happiness I've ever had – I would never…I would never…" More tears leaked from his azure orbs and he didn't bother to wipe them away.
Omi bit his bottom lip. "But… You can't go," he whispered, reaching forward to embrace Nagi again. "It's a suicide mission. You'll die."
"I'll take every single one of them down with me if it means life for you, Omi." Nagi escaped Omi's hug and pressed the black rose into the blonde's hand. "You love me, right?"
Omi gripped the stem tightly, hating the delicately dark flower cocooned within his fingers. "Yes," he sighed, knowing that he had already lost.
"Then you know I've got to do this."
Omi dropped the shadowy rose and hungrily pressed his lips against Nagi's. "I know," he sighed, pulling away and staring straight into his boyfriend's eyes with a watery gaze of his own. "But promise me you'll come back."
Nagi smiled bitterly, placing a chaste kiss on Omi's cheek. "You know as well as I do that I can't keep promises."
Omi crushed the black rose under the toe of his sneaker and returned the bitter smile. "I know," he repeated.
A single Black Rose might be sent by…a loved one leaving…on a journey from which he does not expect to return. – Wikipedia
Killah: Aw. Poor Crawford – I had to kill him off. xD Whoo hoo for flangst-y-ness, by the way. And boo to the sacrifice-clichéd-ness Nagi mentioned. It's like I stole that from Spiderman or something. XD Also, fear this chapter, for it contains the first two kisses of the story! Whoo hoo! Everything before this was a hug or fluffy feelings or something, but here they're an actual ITEM! YAY!
This one's a little longer than its prior drabbles (O.O a wee bit more than 1000 words!), and for that I apologize – but hey! I gotta give the flangst its proper props, yo! xD
