Wishes
Omi hung the phone up and looked out the window. Wind made the leaves on the trees move slightly. He sighed. It had been almost 4 months since he had seen Ken or Yohji. He wished it was under different circumstances, but no one gets what they wish for most of the time.
Like Aya-chan, she wanted Ran back in her life but he never came. She thought he was dead. And then finding out that he was alive and never went to see her after she woke up hurt her even worse. Omi didn't like to see her hurting and wanted tot ell her why Ran never came to see her but he knew that Ran didn't what her to know. Ran didn't want her to know that he disgraced her name and bloodied his hands. Omi was going to respect that.
Omi sat down at the kitchen table and laid his head on his arms, thinking. Yohji had finally stopped his playboying days and settled down with; to him it seemed like a very caring woman. Ken had moved to Australia for Yuriko and his daughter Sarah. Omi was the only one left that didn't have anyone. He knew that if Ran were still alive, he wouldn't find anyone. He would be to busy trying to protect Aya-chan, to even give another girl the time of day.
He remembered the day he had gotten the call from the morgue about a body that sounded like Ran. Omi didn't believe it at first but he went down anyways. He had almost fainted when he saw them pull Ran out on the mortuary slab. He looked even paler on the slab then he did when he was alive, but his face looked peaceful.
Omi looked up at the doorway when he heard a noise. Aya-chan stood in the doorway.
"Aya, what are you doing down here?" Omi asked getting up.
"I couldn't sleep," she said and he could see that her eyes were blood shot.
Omi walked over to her and put his arms around her. He pulled her close and held her tight. She wrapped her arms around him and put her head on his shoulder.
"Why Omi? Why didn't Ran come to see me?" she asked him sobbing a little.
"I don't know Aya. But he does things for a reason. Maybe he thought it was for the best," Omi said and picked her up. "Now I'll take back to your room and stay with you until you fall asleep."
Aya nodded and Omi carried her up to her room. He laid her down on the bed and cruelled up next to her. She cuddled up to him and closed her eyes.
She's so close, he thought to himself. I wish I had the courage to tell her I liked her, but I don't want to weigh her down with anything else at the moment. Tomorrow is the funeral. I have to be strong so I can comfort her when she needs it.
Omi hung the phone up and looked out the window. Wind made the leaves on the trees move slightly. He sighed. It had been almost 4 months since he had seen Ken or Yohji. He wished it was under different circumstances, but no one gets what they wish for most of the time.
Like Aya-chan, she wanted Ran back in her life but he never came. She thought he was dead. And then finding out that he was alive and never went to see her after she woke up hurt her even worse. Omi didn't like to see her hurting and wanted tot ell her why Ran never came to see her but he knew that Ran didn't what her to know. Ran didn't want her to know that he disgraced her name and bloodied his hands. Omi was going to respect that.
Omi sat down at the kitchen table and laid his head on his arms, thinking. Yohji had finally stopped his playboying days and settled down with; to him it seemed like a very caring woman. Ken had moved to Australia for Yuriko and his daughter Sarah. Omi was the only one left that didn't have anyone. He knew that if Ran were still alive, he wouldn't find anyone. He would be to busy trying to protect Aya-chan, to even give another girl the time of day.
He remembered the day he had gotten the call from the morgue about a body that sounded like Ran. Omi didn't believe it at first but he went down anyways. He had almost fainted when he saw them pull Ran out on the mortuary slab. He looked even paler on the slab then he did when he was alive, but his face looked peaceful.
Omi looked up at the doorway when he heard a noise. Aya-chan stood in the doorway.
"Aya, what are you doing down here?" Omi asked getting up.
"I couldn't sleep," she said and he could see that her eyes were blood shot.
Omi walked over to her and put his arms around her. He pulled her close and held her tight. She wrapped her arms around him and put her head on his shoulder.
"Why Omi? Why didn't Ran come to see me?" she asked him sobbing a little.
"I don't know Aya. But he does things for a reason. Maybe he thought it was for the best," Omi said and picked her up. "Now I'll take back to your room and stay with you until you fall asleep."
Aya nodded and Omi carried her up to her room. He laid her down on the bed and cruelled up next to her. She cuddled up to him and closed her eyes.
She's so close, he thought to himself. I wish I had the courage to tell her I liked her, but I don't want to weigh her down with anything else at the moment. Tomorrow is the funeral. I have to be strong so I can comfort her when she needs it.