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Copyright: I own the story line! Don't attempt to take this before advising me. I'll haunt you and make your life really miserable. You must believe me. my muse Adonis has satanic powers
Warnings: Shounen-ai, language, drugs use, yaoi, lime, violence, lemon (m/m and m/f), OOC-ness, supernatural themes, death, (mental) bond, horror, blood and gore and everything like such.
Decisions (Nagi)
The doorbell rings just as I'm about to complete installing the latest virus detector. I curse slightly and open the door. My book drops from my hands.
"C.Crawford?"
"Where is Schuldich?" Not a greeting not even anything related me. It's been like this ever since. god knows when. Schuldich didn't care shit about anybody else, and still doesn't. For him, he sees the world as to revenge for, because he was suffering the world therefore has to suffer with him. Crawford on the other hand didn't have the heart and TIME to care shit about anything else in the world other than him. Though he's saner than Schuldich and our former teammate Farfello, he's still about he most selfish thing ever on this world, the difference between him and Schuldich is he is more reasonable and Schuldich is more irrational and emotional.
But they care less about anybody or anything in the world, let along me. I didn't know why they insisted on being my guardian after Schwarz disbanded- they even fought over me. Crawford NEVER fought unless it was absolutely essential.
"Naoe Nagi, you aren't answering my question."
"He's out." I answer, I never liked either of them and they probably didn't like me, though I'd preferred to have stayed with Crawford, I know that if I did, I would have made a big mistake.
"Where?"
"I don't know."
"When will he be back?"
"I'm not sure."
"You aren't being helpful Nagi." I remain silent on that remark. Crawford didn't take note of the absence of my answer. He walks into the room and hangs his coat on the hook, like he hadn't being away for a full 2 years. I watch him as he walks into the kitchen and proceeds to make himself a cup of coffee. He hasn't changed, but he did replace his glasses with contact lens. I sit down on a barstool and lean on my hands studying him. As I expected, he gets impatient.
"Don't you have something more important to do?" he asks.
"Can't you foresee it?" I reply. He looks up in surprise, not expecting me to do so.
"You've living too long with Schuldich. I should've taken care of you. Maybe you'd be in one of the top universities in the world by now, you are way smarter than the others."
"Is that why you came back?"
"Partly, but." the turnings of the keys from the hallway made both of us stop and turn our heads to see Schuldich staring at the cloth-hook.
"Nagi? Is this one of your very sick jokes because it's not very funny." He turns and stops, staring at Crawford, not believing his eyes.
"Brad?"
I wait for some sadistic comment spoken by Crawford. When it doesn't come I turn to Crawford. He was staring at Schuldich as if he had committed some unforgivable crime and only pretending to be innocent. "Where have you been?"
"To a friends place."
"Was the friend by any chance one of our former enemies?"
"Brad! You're doubting your powers?" Schuldich smirks.
"Did they ask you to go on a mission with them."
"Yes to both." Schuldich walks past both of us and pours a cup of newly- made coffee. Taking a sip, he continues, "I refused." He reaches for a cigarette.
"You are a fool then." Crawford leans over and pours himself a cup also. I sigh, never one for me, never one for anybody except for them. I was about to grab the mug with my powers when Schuldich grabs it and pours me a cup, handing it to me.
"Do you mean that I'm a fool because I can't tell the future? Then everybody in the world are fools except for you."
"No, you should have accepted because it would allow you to go into the laboratories, and uncover some very important facts about you, about all of us."
Schuldich looks up, "What facts?" but even as he spoke, we both have the answer in our head. Crawford NEVER tells us his premonitions, unless it's about a mission. And he doesn't disappoint me.
"You'll find out if you go there."
" 'You', as in you're not coming?"
Crawford shakes his head. "Why should I? One of us would do more than enough."
I feel like somebody has just grabbed my chest and twisted it. He doesn't even bother mentioning about me.
"What about Nagi?"
"What ABOUT Nagi? Why he's staying here entertaining me of course." Crawford smirks. His smirks are even more frightening than Schuldich's, because they never reach his eyes. "Talking about Nagi reminds me of another thing, I mentioned to Nagi earlier. Schuldich, do you realize that you have stayed in the same house with possibly the world's smartest kid for two years?"
"So?"
"You should get him trained, I don't want his brain wasted."
"And I don't want him to become a boring bastard like you." Schuldich retorts.
"Maybe boring bastards are better than half-sane German sentimentalists." He turns to me. "Nagi? Do you want to study in Harvard? My house is near it and in America, you are legal to drive now, so you don't need me. And I could manage all your living requirements. It's an once in a lifetime opportunity."
"Nagi," Schuldich looks at me, wanting to say something then changes his mind. "Never mind."
"I."
"You don't have to work for you fees, you will live in a much better condition, and you will be able to study for free, I doubt anybody could afford to let one such as you escape." Crawford empties his cup of coffee. "Besides, you'll probably meet the girl of your dreams."
"The girl of my dreams kissed me and you slapped me because of it." I state neutrally. Though I know he did it for the mission, I would never forgive him for it.
"You've CERTAINLY been living with Schuldich too long." He sighed. "He isn't the best teacher of manners. Indeed, I doubt he was ever been taught them before."
I realize the sudden change in Crawford at that moment. He never bothered to tease Schuldich before. I divert my gaze to Schuldich. He's fuming, though the smirk remains on his face you can see two bright brown flames furrowing in his eyes and brows. Why is Crawford doing it? I mentally ask.
/I have no idea. / Schuldich, having obviously stayed in my mind for a while, answers. /I can't read a thing from his mind, just like the olden days. /
/That is no excuse for entering my mind. Get out. / I command him. To my surprise he obeys and I turn to Crawford.
"So? Have you decided?"
"Give me time." I answer him. "I need to consider it."
His brows knit together suddenly, and he looses his patience. "Not only have you been living with Schuldich too long, he's been treating you so well you're turning into a spoilt brat. Such an opportunity and you have to CONSIDER IT? I would've grabbed it the moment I heard it." I'm about to reply but he holds up his hand. "I've had enough with you two. Is my room still as it is?"
"It's."
"Don't bother, if it's not I'll sleep in the study." He cuts Schuldich off. And grabbing his suitcase, he goes upstairs, his boots thumping.
I stare after him. " Schuldich?" I murmur. He squeezes my hand, I turn to meet his jade eyes, surprised to see them so filled with anger and detest. His mask slams down and he smirks.
"What?"
"Crawford's right, you're treating me so well I'm becoming spoilt. So spoilt I might even believe you care for me." I tell him. Then sudden waves of courage flows into me; don't ask me where it comes from. But before I know it I'm kissing his forehead, my thin arms sliding onto his shoulders.
I expect him to push me away. And he does. "Chibi." I look down, blushing.
"Are you going?"
I shake my head. "I think."
Copyright: I own the story line! Don't attempt to take this before advising me. I'll haunt you and make your life really miserable. You must believe me. my muse Adonis has satanic powers
Warnings: Shounen-ai, language, drugs use, yaoi, lime, violence, lemon (m/m and m/f), OOC-ness, supernatural themes, death, (mental) bond, horror, blood and gore and everything like such.
Decisions (Nagi)
The doorbell rings just as I'm about to complete installing the latest virus detector. I curse slightly and open the door. My book drops from my hands.
"C.Crawford?"
"Where is Schuldich?" Not a greeting not even anything related me. It's been like this ever since. god knows when. Schuldich didn't care shit about anybody else, and still doesn't. For him, he sees the world as to revenge for, because he was suffering the world therefore has to suffer with him. Crawford on the other hand didn't have the heart and TIME to care shit about anything else in the world other than him. Though he's saner than Schuldich and our former teammate Farfello, he's still about he most selfish thing ever on this world, the difference between him and Schuldich is he is more reasonable and Schuldich is more irrational and emotional.
But they care less about anybody or anything in the world, let along me. I didn't know why they insisted on being my guardian after Schwarz disbanded- they even fought over me. Crawford NEVER fought unless it was absolutely essential.
"Naoe Nagi, you aren't answering my question."
"He's out." I answer, I never liked either of them and they probably didn't like me, though I'd preferred to have stayed with Crawford, I know that if I did, I would have made a big mistake.
"Where?"
"I don't know."
"When will he be back?"
"I'm not sure."
"You aren't being helpful Nagi." I remain silent on that remark. Crawford didn't take note of the absence of my answer. He walks into the room and hangs his coat on the hook, like he hadn't being away for a full 2 years. I watch him as he walks into the kitchen and proceeds to make himself a cup of coffee. He hasn't changed, but he did replace his glasses with contact lens. I sit down on a barstool and lean on my hands studying him. As I expected, he gets impatient.
"Don't you have something more important to do?" he asks.
"Can't you foresee it?" I reply. He looks up in surprise, not expecting me to do so.
"You've living too long with Schuldich. I should've taken care of you. Maybe you'd be in one of the top universities in the world by now, you are way smarter than the others."
"Is that why you came back?"
"Partly, but." the turnings of the keys from the hallway made both of us stop and turn our heads to see Schuldich staring at the cloth-hook.
"Nagi? Is this one of your very sick jokes because it's not very funny." He turns and stops, staring at Crawford, not believing his eyes.
"Brad?"
I wait for some sadistic comment spoken by Crawford. When it doesn't come I turn to Crawford. He was staring at Schuldich as if he had committed some unforgivable crime and only pretending to be innocent. "Where have you been?"
"To a friends place."
"Was the friend by any chance one of our former enemies?"
"Brad! You're doubting your powers?" Schuldich smirks.
"Did they ask you to go on a mission with them."
"Yes to both." Schuldich walks past both of us and pours a cup of newly- made coffee. Taking a sip, he continues, "I refused." He reaches for a cigarette.
"You are a fool then." Crawford leans over and pours himself a cup also. I sigh, never one for me, never one for anybody except for them. I was about to grab the mug with my powers when Schuldich grabs it and pours me a cup, handing it to me.
"Do you mean that I'm a fool because I can't tell the future? Then everybody in the world are fools except for you."
"No, you should have accepted because it would allow you to go into the laboratories, and uncover some very important facts about you, about all of us."
Schuldich looks up, "What facts?" but even as he spoke, we both have the answer in our head. Crawford NEVER tells us his premonitions, unless it's about a mission. And he doesn't disappoint me.
"You'll find out if you go there."
" 'You', as in you're not coming?"
Crawford shakes his head. "Why should I? One of us would do more than enough."
I feel like somebody has just grabbed my chest and twisted it. He doesn't even bother mentioning about me.
"What about Nagi?"
"What ABOUT Nagi? Why he's staying here entertaining me of course." Crawford smirks. His smirks are even more frightening than Schuldich's, because they never reach his eyes. "Talking about Nagi reminds me of another thing, I mentioned to Nagi earlier. Schuldich, do you realize that you have stayed in the same house with possibly the world's smartest kid for two years?"
"So?"
"You should get him trained, I don't want his brain wasted."
"And I don't want him to become a boring bastard like you." Schuldich retorts.
"Maybe boring bastards are better than half-sane German sentimentalists." He turns to me. "Nagi? Do you want to study in Harvard? My house is near it and in America, you are legal to drive now, so you don't need me. And I could manage all your living requirements. It's an once in a lifetime opportunity."
"Nagi," Schuldich looks at me, wanting to say something then changes his mind. "Never mind."
"I."
"You don't have to work for you fees, you will live in a much better condition, and you will be able to study for free, I doubt anybody could afford to let one such as you escape." Crawford empties his cup of coffee. "Besides, you'll probably meet the girl of your dreams."
"The girl of my dreams kissed me and you slapped me because of it." I state neutrally. Though I know he did it for the mission, I would never forgive him for it.
"You've CERTAINLY been living with Schuldich too long." He sighed. "He isn't the best teacher of manners. Indeed, I doubt he was ever been taught them before."
I realize the sudden change in Crawford at that moment. He never bothered to tease Schuldich before. I divert my gaze to Schuldich. He's fuming, though the smirk remains on his face you can see two bright brown flames furrowing in his eyes and brows. Why is Crawford doing it? I mentally ask.
/I have no idea. / Schuldich, having obviously stayed in my mind for a while, answers. /I can't read a thing from his mind, just like the olden days. /
/That is no excuse for entering my mind. Get out. / I command him. To my surprise he obeys and I turn to Crawford.
"So? Have you decided?"
"Give me time." I answer him. "I need to consider it."
His brows knit together suddenly, and he looses his patience. "Not only have you been living with Schuldich too long, he's been treating you so well you're turning into a spoilt brat. Such an opportunity and you have to CONSIDER IT? I would've grabbed it the moment I heard it." I'm about to reply but he holds up his hand. "I've had enough with you two. Is my room still as it is?"
"It's."
"Don't bother, if it's not I'll sleep in the study." He cuts Schuldich off. And grabbing his suitcase, he goes upstairs, his boots thumping.
I stare after him. " Schuldich?" I murmur. He squeezes my hand, I turn to meet his jade eyes, surprised to see them so filled with anger and detest. His mask slams down and he smirks.
"What?"
"Crawford's right, you're treating me so well I'm becoming spoilt. So spoilt I might even believe you care for me." I tell him. Then sudden waves of courage flows into me; don't ask me where it comes from. But before I know it I'm kissing his forehead, my thin arms sliding onto his shoulders.
I expect him to push me away. And he does. "Chibi." I look down, blushing.
"Are you going?"
I shake my head. "I think."