Broken
Part 6Crawford looked down at the broken boy on the floor, his frown turning into an evil smile.
"Well, how come you didn't find it when you searched him?" Crawford teased.
~He doesn't know that he knows.~ Schuldich laughed.
"Well that's ironic, isn't it?" Crawford said and kicked Omi in his stomach because he tried to get up.
The room echoed with Farfarello's and Nagi's laughter while Omi curled up and made a pathetic attempt to protect his stomach from the Schwarz leader.
It wasn't necessary though, because Crawford had turned his attention back to the mirror. Omi didn't understand a thing. Why had they stopped all of a sudden, and why was Crawford talking to the mirror? Then Schuldich's voice explained it to him.
~Don't you get it…. I told you they didn't care about you.~
"What?" Omi snivelled.
~It's not a mirror, there is a room in there…and guess who is in here with me?~ Schuldich asked in a low voice.
"I don't get it."
~Let me tell you in a way you are more used to.~ Schuldich laughed. ~Pretty cold friends you've got kid, they say they wont help you.~
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Finally it sank in. "No…" Omi shook his head in disbelieve. "NOOO."
~Face it.~
"No!"
~You know it is true!~
"It can't be."
~They enjoyed it more than I did.~
"It's impossible."
~Especially Aya did.~
"NOOOOOOOOO." Omi screamed out in frustration, sobbing uncontrollably. He looked at the mirror, his eyes meeting Aya's even though he didn't know. Omi's tears ran down his cheeks as he tried to look through the mirror – looking for answers.
A voice in the back of his head whispered: ~Aya really does hate you.~
"Please." Omi whispered to his reflection.
~Your friends did abandon you.~
"Please, tell me it's not true."
~You're all alone.~
"Aya?"
~It's your own fault.~
"AYA!?!" Omi slammed his good fist against the glass staining it with blood. His tears mingled with his blood on their way down his cheeks. He didn't even notice that Crawford suddenly stirred and the satisfied smile faded from the Schwarz-leader's lips – quickly he made a sign to Farfarello to follow him out of the room. Omi had forgotten everything around him, his world had crashed, and he started to feel dizzy.
"PLEASE AYA." He pressed his forehead against the glass and closed his eyes, he cried in ragged sobs his hands still pressed against the mirror.
……….
"You freaking bastard." Yoji whispered in anger.
"Omi…" Aya said to the knelling boy on the other site of the window, well aware of that he couldn't hear him.
Ken had noticed that Schuldich was looking very concentrated at Omi.
"Stop messing with him!" Ken yelled and kicked out hitting Schuldich's ankle.
Schuldich lost his concentration and yelled in surprise. He got up faster than Ken had expected and backhanded him across his face. He was about to continue, when he noticed that Yoji had grabbed the chance in the confusion and threw himself at the redhead. Ken joined and got up, they couldn't do much with their hands cuffed but the anger had erased their common sense.
Schuldich was taken off guard, but in that very moment Crawford and Farfarello busted through the door. Grabbing themselves a Weiss each by their wounded shoulders pressing them against the floor.
"Schuldich, stop playing with the boy and concentrate on your job." Crawford said coldly gripping Yoji's shoulder harder causing him to yelp in pain against the carpet.
Schuldich dusted himself of and got up from the floor, he didn't say anything; he just looked at Aya who hadn't moved an inch. He just looked at the crying youth; his usually cold face was a mask of sadness and concern.
A yelp of pain from Ken caught Crawford's attention.
"FARFARELLO – cut it out!"
"I guess that is what he is doing - literally." Schuldich smiled in his good old annoying mood.
"God hurts – and so shall you!" The madman snickered an insane look in his golden eye.
Ken held back his breath as Farfarello held his knife only an inch away from Ken's right eye.
"NO, Farfarello, not in here." Crawford said ice cold – and Farfarello reluctantly drew back, he stood up and looked down at Ken with a predatory smile on his face.
"Schuldich, get them out of here!" Crawford instructed and let go of Yoji's wounded arm. "And DON'T loose your concentration, don't let them get away!"
"Sure thing, boss." Schuldich said absently.
"I mean it!" Crawford said in a firm voice looking over his glasses at the German.
"Let's go!" Schuldich said and pulled the still paralysed Aya up from his chair. Farfarello not-so-gently pulled Ken up and Crawford got Yoji to his feet.
Aya had a distant look on his face and Schuldich gestured with his gun and shooed the three Weiss members out the door. Crawford started for the door to go get Nagi, he knew Schuldich well enough to send another Schwarz member with him.
Schuldich looked at Aya as they walked very slowly down the hall.
~Don't worry, I'll take good care of him.~
Aya snapped out of his trance and turned too glare at the German. He wanted to yell to Omi that he was there. Now that they were no longer behind soundproof-glass Omi could hear him.
"Omi…" But he didn't finish – in the same instant Schuldich gave him a new message.
~Relax… you'll get him back – when I'm through with him that is. He's so beautiful, he looks like an innocent angel… of course I can't promises that he will still be innocent when you get him back, if you understand what I mean.~
It all went so fast. Yoji and Ken had barely turned around to look at their leader, before he screamed: "SHI NEEEE!!!" and threw himself at the German, who of course was prepared and moved out of the way clipping Aya with a blow to his back knocking him to the ground, and the German then aimed his gun at the two others.
Crawford was there in less than 10 seconds Nagi following suit. The American started to tell Schuldich that he should follow orders and stop playing. Schuldich didn't listen though, he was making sure Omi had heard his friend's screams – misunderstanding them the right way. He just mumbled something under his breath and escorted the Weiss boys down to the garage followed by Nagi.
………
Omi was still dazed and leaning against the mirror completely shocked by the fact that Aya and the others had left him at the mercy of Schwarz like this. They were there – but they didn't help him. Something deep inside him still denied that such a thing was possible and he tried to convince himself that it was all just a bad dream. It had to be Schuldich's work… it just had to be... Then he snapped out of his thoughts as he heard a familiar voice.
"Omi…" It was Aya. But…. It couldn't be. No, he had to be imagining it; they couldn't be there...
"SHI NEEE!!!" It was most definitely Aya, and with that Omi snapped.
He had been fighting it and tried to listen to his heart instead of his brain. Denying that his friends would turn their back on him… But now there was no doubt, it was just too much to bear.
