Experienced Weiss Kreuz fans and authors:
Forgive me, I beg of you. I am among the unfortunate, uninitiated people, who have never really seen or read the series, but I've formulated an idea of what happens, from the marvelous fanfictions out there that I've read.
As requested, this is the sequel to "Lavender," featuring the young and innocent Naoe Nagi, and his counterpart, the irrepressible Tsukiyono Omi.
Enjoy!
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Disclaimer: I own nothing except the pictures in my head
Warning: Sap, angst, and shonein-ai situations. We almost reached lime, but I chickened out. Omi+Nagi, plus a few other pairs mentioned along the way...
Author: Kasey
Archive: Not unless I send it to you.
Status: Complete, self-edited.
Key: /italics/ and *emphasis*
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"Honey"
-Honor Thy Love; Love Thy Enemy-
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"School's out!!" People screamed and cheered as the three o'clock alarm rang out. There was a rush to see who could be the first to set foot outside, into the freedom of Summer vacation. I was probably the only one who didn't rush.
I was happy school was out, *extremely* happy. But, no school meant no homework. No homework meant no problems in class. No problems in class meant no Omi to help with the problems in class.
Why had school ended so quickly?
"Nagi!!" I turned around just in time to save myself from being bowled over by a blue-eyed whirlwind. "Honors, Nagi!" Omi exclaimed, his face positively beaming. "I'm gettin' *honors*!!"
"Congratulations," I said quietly. For some reason, I wanted to say more... to boost his ego, or just to make him keep grinning happily for the next three days. I felt... proud. Proud for Omi.
Omi calmed down, but his cheeks were pink and his eyes big and happy. "How did you do?" he asked. "Did you pass Biology?"
I pulled my report-card out of my pocket, and handed it to him. He opened it, and scanned over it.
"You got a 'B+!!'"
I tapped my foot nervously. It wasn't honors'-quality, but it was a good grade, considering I'd been failing just weeks before. "Thanks, Omi," I murmured.
"C'mon," Omi said, grasping my hand. He pulled me towards the exit at break-neck speed. "Youji and Ken are taking care of the shop, so I've got the afternoon free. Let's celebrate! I'm buying you an ice-cream!"
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If I thought that the image Schu had given me of Omi eating ice-cream was worth revisiting and dreaming about... the real thing was worth having on video, DVD, and laser-disk, with plenty of back-up copies on every computer in the house.
I could almost feel myself twitch every time he licked the oversized ice-cream cone he had bought for himself. Schu taught me a number of words... and one of them was 'erotic,' which I understood to mean hot, sexy, suggestive, seductive... That was what Omi was, right then.
Erotic.
*Deliciously* erotic.
"It's too hot out," Omi complained, licking the ice-cream that had melted down over his hand. He took the ice-cream cone with his other hand, so that he could clean the dirty one... with his tongue. He wiggled his fingers. "...And sticky."
I must have been an incredible sight, staring at Omi with my mouth hanging open, mechanically eating my own ice-cream cone. "Uh-huh..."
Omi tossed his head a bit, making his hair fluff out around his face. "I like sunny weather," he continued, "But this is just *too* hot."
I said nothing. In my little world, right then, it wasn't the sun that was making me hot. How was I supposed to tell Omi that he had a dab of ice-cream on the tip of his nose? I knew what he'd do... He'd cross his eyes, trying to see it, and then he'd reach up to wipe it away with a finger, which he would then bring to his mouth, to cleanse...
"Are you okay, Nagi?" Omi asked, and I had to jolt myself back into the real world.
"Eh?"
Omi shrugged. "You look a little distracted, that's all."
I shook my head, and took another bite of ice-cream. "No... you're right. It's too hot out," I managed to say without making a fool of myself.
"Let's walk through the park," Omi suggested. "It's cooler with the trees to shade us."
I glanced at the shaded pathway that led through the trees, and the vision that Schu had given me came back. Omi, pressing against me in a bed of leaves at the base of a tall tree... in this park.
Now or never, I told myself. Let's see if Crawford's visions are all they're cracked up to be.
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It *was* much cooler as we walked along the twisting paths, finishing our ice-cream and not really talking very much. After about ten minutes, I was thoroughly lost.
"Where are we?" I asked Omi, biting down on the last bit of my waffle-cone. Omi had already finished his ice-cream.
Omi looked around. "We should be... there!" Omi pointed. I turned to see where he was pointing, but Omi grasped my hand, and pulled me further down the path.
Just before the path turned again, Omi stepped out into the overgrown forest, dragging me along behind him.
"Wh-where are we going?" I managed to ask as I stumbled along behind him.
"I'll show you," was all he said. About a minute later, we arrived at a small clearing near a stream. "Here!"
I looked around. The place was beautiful, serene... "Where is 'here?'"
Omi knelt by the largest tree. "This is where I go when I'm too frustrated to do anything else," he said. Then he held out a hand, beckoning me over. "Come over here."
I padded softly over to where he was kneeling, and he pulled me down. He pointed out beyond the canopy. "What do you see?" he asked.
Crouching, I turned to look where he was pointing. I saw trees, and bright blue sky, with a thin, wispy white cloud. "Nothing," I said, confused.
"Isn't it great?!" Omi laughed. "No high-rise buildings, no school... almost no people." I looked over at him, and saw that he was smiling dreamily. "No Weiss," he whispered. "No Weiss, and no Schwarz."
I gulped. "What are you talking about, Omi?" I asked slowly.
He gripped my hand tightly, and pulled me closer. "Nagi," he whispered, "There's no Schwarz, here. And no Weiss." I felt my breath catch as Crawford's vision flashed through my mind again. When the vision cleared, Omi and I were face-to-face, practically touching.
"...Omi..." I whispered. Was he going to kiss me? Would I... would I kiss him, first?
"Nagi," Omi breathed, his eyes fluttering shut as he pressed his lips against mine.
It. Felt. So. *Good*.
I immediately kissed him back, tasting the sweet ice-cream on his lips, and feeling a heat burning in my chest, spreading through my body.
Omi hadn't been expecting me to react like that--I could tell, because he gasped and started to pull away. But I didn't want him to stop, and one of my hands reached up to grasp his honey-colored hair. It wasn't as silky as I imagined, but it was purely *Omi*.
"Don't stop," I whispered, using my hand in his hair to pull him back to me. He didn't fight. Instead, he pushed me back against the tree, running his arms around my back. The first thought that came to mind was incredible pleasure at this touch, and I heard myself whimper softly.
As soon as the sound escaped me, Omi pulled away, and his half-lidded eyes bored into my own. "Nagi..."
I licked my lips, tasting Omi. "What?"
"You're... okay with this?" He sounded so worried... His voice was husky and he trembled with every breath he took in. His cheeks and nose were stained red, and the sight of him crouched over me was the ultimate aphrodisiac.
"Nnn... Yes!!" I pulled him back, crushing my lips to his. Forget anything else. This felt *good*.
"Mmnn!! Mnna~gi!" Omi gasped against my mouth. His surprise was short, and soon we were running our hands up and down each other's backs, teasing the skin and moaning hotly into each other's mouths.
I recognized the feeling in my stomach return, as it turned over and over again, urging me to touch Omi more, to taste his lips and his skin. It burned through my body, sparking wherever Omi and I connected. Another thing came to mind.
Sex.
Omi.
Sex.
Weiss.
No!!
"Auhh!!" I cried, sitting up suddenly. In my shock, I threw Omi away from me. He yelped as he was thrown onto his back, five feet away from me.
"Nagi!!" Omi exclaimed. "...What...?!"
"No!" I yelled. "I can't!"
Omi scrambled to his feet and regarded me carefully. "...Nagi?" he asked. "What's wrong?"
I used the tree to brace myself as I stood up. I was shaking, hard. This wouldn't work!! "You... you're Weiss," I choked. "I'm Schwarz." I had to remember this. *He* had to remember this!!
"But, Nagi--"
"NO!!" I was short of breath from kissing Omi, and I was trying to think, to sort things out in my head. "Enemies, Omi!! We're *enemies*!!"
"Nagi!" Omi burst out angrily. I tried to catch my breath, and I stared at him. His eyes flashed dark blue. "I *know* that," he hissed. "I *know* we're enemies. Have you ever thought of what you *do* to me?"
My lips were dry, and my throat hurt. "...What are you talking about?" I asked softly.
Omi's eyes softened. "I... Nagi..." He looked away, towards the stream. Then up at the sky. He shook his head as he fought with an internal monologue. "Dammit!" he yelled, and I gulped. He spun to face me, and the look in his eyes almost dropped me to my knees.
"I love you," he whispered. "I love you, but you're... Schwarz. You're Schwarz and I... I..." He turned away again. "I can't have you!!"
Schwarz. Weiss. Omi was in love, and I wanted to be near him at any cost. It hurt to think. Omi wanted me... I wanted to be with him. I wasn't in love, of course--I would never fall in love. I was incapable of falling in love. But I wanted to be with Omi.
Omi sat down on the ground. "I'm sorry," he whispered, hiding his face. "I shouldn't have said that." His voice was rough. "Go away, Nagi." I took a step towards him, but he shook his head. "Go away before we both make this worse than it is."
I could tell by the hitch in his voice that he was trying not to cry. I didn't understand why, though. Why would he cry for me? And why was my chest so tight now, and my throat starting to ache?
Silently, I stumbled in the direction of the park pathways, leaving Omi by the stream. As I passed the first big tree outside of the clearing, I heard a soft sob from behind me.
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Forgive me, I beg of you. I am among the unfortunate, uninitiated people, who have never really seen or read the series, but I've formulated an idea of what happens, from the marvelous fanfictions out there that I've read.
As requested, this is the sequel to "Lavender," featuring the young and innocent Naoe Nagi, and his counterpart, the irrepressible Tsukiyono Omi.
Enjoy!
---
Disclaimer: I own nothing except the pictures in my head
Warning: Sap, angst, and shonein-ai situations. We almost reached lime, but I chickened out. Omi+Nagi, plus a few other pairs mentioned along the way...
Author: Kasey
Archive: Not unless I send it to you.
Status: Complete, self-edited.
Key: /italics/ and *emphasis*
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"Honey"
-Honor Thy Love; Love Thy Enemy-
---
"School's out!!" People screamed and cheered as the three o'clock alarm rang out. There was a rush to see who could be the first to set foot outside, into the freedom of Summer vacation. I was probably the only one who didn't rush.
I was happy school was out, *extremely* happy. But, no school meant no homework. No homework meant no problems in class. No problems in class meant no Omi to help with the problems in class.
Why had school ended so quickly?
"Nagi!!" I turned around just in time to save myself from being bowled over by a blue-eyed whirlwind. "Honors, Nagi!" Omi exclaimed, his face positively beaming. "I'm gettin' *honors*!!"
"Congratulations," I said quietly. For some reason, I wanted to say more... to boost his ego, or just to make him keep grinning happily for the next three days. I felt... proud. Proud for Omi.
Omi calmed down, but his cheeks were pink and his eyes big and happy. "How did you do?" he asked. "Did you pass Biology?"
I pulled my report-card out of my pocket, and handed it to him. He opened it, and scanned over it.
"You got a 'B+!!'"
I tapped my foot nervously. It wasn't honors'-quality, but it was a good grade, considering I'd been failing just weeks before. "Thanks, Omi," I murmured.
"C'mon," Omi said, grasping my hand. He pulled me towards the exit at break-neck speed. "Youji and Ken are taking care of the shop, so I've got the afternoon free. Let's celebrate! I'm buying you an ice-cream!"
---
If I thought that the image Schu had given me of Omi eating ice-cream was worth revisiting and dreaming about... the real thing was worth having on video, DVD, and laser-disk, with plenty of back-up copies on every computer in the house.
I could almost feel myself twitch every time he licked the oversized ice-cream cone he had bought for himself. Schu taught me a number of words... and one of them was 'erotic,' which I understood to mean hot, sexy, suggestive, seductive... That was what Omi was, right then.
Erotic.
*Deliciously* erotic.
"It's too hot out," Omi complained, licking the ice-cream that had melted down over his hand. He took the ice-cream cone with his other hand, so that he could clean the dirty one... with his tongue. He wiggled his fingers. "...And sticky."
I must have been an incredible sight, staring at Omi with my mouth hanging open, mechanically eating my own ice-cream cone. "Uh-huh..."
Omi tossed his head a bit, making his hair fluff out around his face. "I like sunny weather," he continued, "But this is just *too* hot."
I said nothing. In my little world, right then, it wasn't the sun that was making me hot. How was I supposed to tell Omi that he had a dab of ice-cream on the tip of his nose? I knew what he'd do... He'd cross his eyes, trying to see it, and then he'd reach up to wipe it away with a finger, which he would then bring to his mouth, to cleanse...
"Are you okay, Nagi?" Omi asked, and I had to jolt myself back into the real world.
"Eh?"
Omi shrugged. "You look a little distracted, that's all."
I shook my head, and took another bite of ice-cream. "No... you're right. It's too hot out," I managed to say without making a fool of myself.
"Let's walk through the park," Omi suggested. "It's cooler with the trees to shade us."
I glanced at the shaded pathway that led through the trees, and the vision that Schu had given me came back. Omi, pressing against me in a bed of leaves at the base of a tall tree... in this park.
Now or never, I told myself. Let's see if Crawford's visions are all they're cracked up to be.
---
It *was* much cooler as we walked along the twisting paths, finishing our ice-cream and not really talking very much. After about ten minutes, I was thoroughly lost.
"Where are we?" I asked Omi, biting down on the last bit of my waffle-cone. Omi had already finished his ice-cream.
Omi looked around. "We should be... there!" Omi pointed. I turned to see where he was pointing, but Omi grasped my hand, and pulled me further down the path.
Just before the path turned again, Omi stepped out into the overgrown forest, dragging me along behind him.
"Wh-where are we going?" I managed to ask as I stumbled along behind him.
"I'll show you," was all he said. About a minute later, we arrived at a small clearing near a stream. "Here!"
I looked around. The place was beautiful, serene... "Where is 'here?'"
Omi knelt by the largest tree. "This is where I go when I'm too frustrated to do anything else," he said. Then he held out a hand, beckoning me over. "Come over here."
I padded softly over to where he was kneeling, and he pulled me down. He pointed out beyond the canopy. "What do you see?" he asked.
Crouching, I turned to look where he was pointing. I saw trees, and bright blue sky, with a thin, wispy white cloud. "Nothing," I said, confused.
"Isn't it great?!" Omi laughed. "No high-rise buildings, no school... almost no people." I looked over at him, and saw that he was smiling dreamily. "No Weiss," he whispered. "No Weiss, and no Schwarz."
I gulped. "What are you talking about, Omi?" I asked slowly.
He gripped my hand tightly, and pulled me closer. "Nagi," he whispered, "There's no Schwarz, here. And no Weiss." I felt my breath catch as Crawford's vision flashed through my mind again. When the vision cleared, Omi and I were face-to-face, practically touching.
"...Omi..." I whispered. Was he going to kiss me? Would I... would I kiss him, first?
"Nagi," Omi breathed, his eyes fluttering shut as he pressed his lips against mine.
It. Felt. So. *Good*.
I immediately kissed him back, tasting the sweet ice-cream on his lips, and feeling a heat burning in my chest, spreading through my body.
Omi hadn't been expecting me to react like that--I could tell, because he gasped and started to pull away. But I didn't want him to stop, and one of my hands reached up to grasp his honey-colored hair. It wasn't as silky as I imagined, but it was purely *Omi*.
"Don't stop," I whispered, using my hand in his hair to pull him back to me. He didn't fight. Instead, he pushed me back against the tree, running his arms around my back. The first thought that came to mind was incredible pleasure at this touch, and I heard myself whimper softly.
As soon as the sound escaped me, Omi pulled away, and his half-lidded eyes bored into my own. "Nagi..."
I licked my lips, tasting Omi. "What?"
"You're... okay with this?" He sounded so worried... His voice was husky and he trembled with every breath he took in. His cheeks and nose were stained red, and the sight of him crouched over me was the ultimate aphrodisiac.
"Nnn... Yes!!" I pulled him back, crushing my lips to his. Forget anything else. This felt *good*.
"Mmnn!! Mnna~gi!" Omi gasped against my mouth. His surprise was short, and soon we were running our hands up and down each other's backs, teasing the skin and moaning hotly into each other's mouths.
I recognized the feeling in my stomach return, as it turned over and over again, urging me to touch Omi more, to taste his lips and his skin. It burned through my body, sparking wherever Omi and I connected. Another thing came to mind.
Sex.
Omi.
Sex.
Weiss.
No!!
"Auhh!!" I cried, sitting up suddenly. In my shock, I threw Omi away from me. He yelped as he was thrown onto his back, five feet away from me.
"Nagi!!" Omi exclaimed. "...What...?!"
"No!" I yelled. "I can't!"
Omi scrambled to his feet and regarded me carefully. "...Nagi?" he asked. "What's wrong?"
I used the tree to brace myself as I stood up. I was shaking, hard. This wouldn't work!! "You... you're Weiss," I choked. "I'm Schwarz." I had to remember this. *He* had to remember this!!
"But, Nagi--"
"NO!!" I was short of breath from kissing Omi, and I was trying to think, to sort things out in my head. "Enemies, Omi!! We're *enemies*!!"
"Nagi!" Omi burst out angrily. I tried to catch my breath, and I stared at him. His eyes flashed dark blue. "I *know* that," he hissed. "I *know* we're enemies. Have you ever thought of what you *do* to me?"
My lips were dry, and my throat hurt. "...What are you talking about?" I asked softly.
Omi's eyes softened. "I... Nagi..." He looked away, towards the stream. Then up at the sky. He shook his head as he fought with an internal monologue. "Dammit!" he yelled, and I gulped. He spun to face me, and the look in his eyes almost dropped me to my knees.
"I love you," he whispered. "I love you, but you're... Schwarz. You're Schwarz and I... I..." He turned away again. "I can't have you!!"
Schwarz. Weiss. Omi was in love, and I wanted to be near him at any cost. It hurt to think. Omi wanted me... I wanted to be with him. I wasn't in love, of course--I would never fall in love. I was incapable of falling in love. But I wanted to be with Omi.
Omi sat down on the ground. "I'm sorry," he whispered, hiding his face. "I shouldn't have said that." His voice was rough. "Go away, Nagi." I took a step towards him, but he shook his head. "Go away before we both make this worse than it is."
I could tell by the hitch in his voice that he was trying not to cry. I didn't understand why, though. Why would he cry for me? And why was my chest so tight now, and my throat starting to ache?
Silently, I stumbled in the direction of the park pathways, leaving Omi by the stream. As I passed the first big tree outside of the clearing, I heard a soft sob from behind me.
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