Hooked up

Disclaimer: Never not owned them, no, no.

Warning: attempted humor. It's supposed to be funny but I´m not sure if I succeeded with it.´`´`*

Rating: That's some sort of cookie, right?

Brief summary: Now it's Omi´s turn!

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It was one of this typical boring missions. Weiß was once again send out to eliminate some dubious business man and Schwarz also.

This time it was some guy with a favour for exquisite liquors. He was also owning a soft-drink production and was mixing drugs into his products to increase his selling's. Unfortunately for him he'd tried to cheat on his business partners which was the reason why those had send Schwarz to pay him a visit resulting in his unexpected deceasing.

Well, as it had to come, Weiß had run into Schwarz and was fighting them now. Ken was fighting Farfarello, Aya and Yohji were trying to encircle Schuldig. Due to his speed they were failing miserably, when Omi contacted them trough their com-link telling them that he had reached the target's room.

Unfortunately he'd found the target death and Nagi tampering with his (the target's) computer.

The fight went on for some time until Schuldig suddenly flinched, holding his head while cursing in german. "Damn, you don't have to be that loud Crawford! I´m not deaf, you know?" He evaded another blow and turned the Farfarello. "Hey, Farf! Time to go!"

Farfarello who'd driven an injured Ken into a corner didn't even bother to look at the telepath. "Not now. First I'll hurt god." Schu shook his head and dodged a katana-slash at the same time. Smirking at the slightly bleeding brunette he commented. " Congratulations to your promotion. And now let's go."

And with that he grapped Farf´s collar from the back and dragged the protesting psycho away from the battlefield and Weiß. The three members of Weiß watched the departing couple in astonishment, Farfarello being dragged backwards and protesting like some little child. Just after their departure it came to their mind that they were missing someone. Quickly they hurried also to the target's room, where Omi had fought Nagi.

The youth had been facing bad odds from the beginning from the fight on. Like it or not, trying to defy somebody who was able to move things with his mind by throwing things at him wasn't exactly very successful (or clever). And to that came the fact the boy wasn't responding their calls.

When they finally entered the room, they were greeted by a sight of disaster. About half of the furniture was trashed, probably from Omi being smashed against it, and from the genki blonde every trace was missing. Then they noticed a red liquid dropping from a wall.

They looked up. And didn't believe what they were seeing.

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"I can't believe that you really did that!!" Schuldig gasped out between laughing. The picture he'd gotten from the smaller boy's mind was just too ridiculous to keep quiet.

Nagi pouted at him. "I had to. He bitch-slapped me!" The redhead burst into another wave of laughter. "Crawford, make him stop!" Crawford kept his concentration on driving them home, although a amused twinkle shone in the back of his eyes. Schu had also sent the picture to him. "It´s your problem Nagi. Deal with it."

Nagi glared at the still laughing German. "It was entirely his fault! He started with it!" he tried to justify himself. "Yeah, but it was you who smashed him against those bottles." Schu smirked at him.

"He called me a under-grown, baby faced, computer-addicted fuck-head!" Schu cracked into laughter again. "That's not funny at all!!"

The car they were sitting in swayed screeching around a corner.

*****

Aya, Ken and Yohji stared in disbelieve at Omi. The blonde teen was dangling from what looked like a part of a chair which seemed to have been rammed into the wall and formed into some sort of hook. His whole assassin-outfit was drenched with red liquor and he hadn't less similarity with a piece of wet cloth like he was hanging there.

Seeing them he lolled a unsure hello, grinning like the Cheshire cat in person. "Jesus, Omi! What happened?" Omi grinned unsure. "He-n- Ne-Nashi thrlew me ´nto the bottles." Aya frowned at him. He didn't look injured.

More drunk.

"Thre." Omi waved his hand in the approximated direction of a broken shelve. After inspecting it Yohji commented. "Shit. Aya, if he'd just inhaled the half of that stuff he's totally sloshed." Winking at the broken remains of several wine bottles, he added. "That are at least two-hundred years of wine culture. Shit!, there's even a hundred year old Chianti –that stuff's so highly concentrated, you can't even drink that anymore! And a Merlot too! Mmm, just the right age. What a waste of good wine!"

Ken looked doubtfully from one blonde to the other. "Omi, are you able to get down from there?" Omi shook his head like a dog. "Nnohoo!" Ken sighed. Turning to Aya he commented. "Definitely drunk." The stoic redhead just nodded.

*****

In short: After some trying Weiß finally managed to get Omi back down. Yohji wasn't allowed to take the remaining whole wine-bottles back home.

After this mission Omi had a hell of a hangover and wasn't willing to take any missions concerning drinkable liquids anymore. Both, he and Nagi had to put up with teasing over their ´hooking up´ for over a month.

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