*Alrighty.... chapter five. Woo hoo. Um... yeah... want a short summary
thing? Okay. Someone gets put into a coma. Guess who... and you know what
else? That coma causes this person to go to another person for comfort...
Bwaha. ...Ha... er... I still don't own Weiss Kruez, but I can mock the
English voice actors for them. :D!!! Um... and everyone but Omi still calls
Ran "Aya" ..because they're used to it, I guess... and I like confusing
people. XD*
A Foe's Love
Chapter 5 - Guilt, Sorrow, and Comfort.
It was morning when Omi woke, the sweet, glistening drops of dew were still lingering on the blades of grass as if they were beads with the weight of feathers. He had found it a complete shock when he looked beside him to see his friend completely oblivious to the fact that he was clinging to him and snuggling while he was sleeping. I was, though, quite cute... but they couldn't stay here any longer, Omi knew that.
"Nagi, Nagi-kun..." (Yes, even he had started addressing Nagi as "-kun"... Kawaii!) An idex finger poked the other boy numerous times before he got any sort of reaction back.
"Omi-....kun..." Nagi yawned, a faint but noticable smile tugging at those usual bland lips. He then blinked in confusion when he realised both his arms were wrapped around Omi's right one. He stammered, flew into tomato- mode, and let go while he cautiously lid a little lower in the bench, "G- gomen nasai."
"Daijoubu! I didn't mind... anyway, we should be heading back home."
"Hai, before they start to think something." He nodded in agreement and pushed himself off of the bench, slender hands brushing against his shirt and pants in attempt to brush himself off.
Omi got up from the bench, paused for a second, and then pulled Nagi into hug. A rather tight, friendly hug, "Nagi-kun, Arigatou..."
Nagi twitched and those indigo hues went wide in surprise, wasn't this called a... hug? Yes, that's it. "Y-you're welcome," he said as the other ended it. Omi offered a smile, leaving Nagi no choice but to happily return it with a smile of his own and then they both set off for their own homes.
. . .
"We shouldn't have let Omi go."
"Everyone deserves a day off, Aya!"
"It's his fault this happened! The mission failed because he was not there!"
"Is that ALL you care about?! Your sister and the missions?! What about Ken?! He's in a coma because of this! YOU STUBBORN BITCH!" Yohji lashed back at the red-head, giving him a painful blow to the face with his balled up fist. He sneered as he watched the other fall back onto the floor, "I can't believe you think so little of others. You're pathetic... I hope you burn in hell."
Omi's eyes went wide in horror as he heard what had happened. He had walked into the building and to the area where the fight was taking place just as he heard the bit of Ken being in a coma. The others hadn't seen him fall to his knees and cry seconds afterwards, wrapping his arms around himself in attempt to comfort. It was his fault. Hw wasn't there when Ken needed him.
Ran narrowed his eyes, both brows furrowed as slender digits raced over his bruised cheek. He ignored the muffled sobs coming from elsewhere as he made his way to his feet, turned on his heel, and walked to his room. He sighed and shut the door behind him. Yes, he was stubborn... but it was him. He was always like that... ever since Takatori. But that was over now and his sister was back but he hadn't changed. Not one bit.
"O-omi...?" Youji blinked and peered around the corner, only to see a sobbing boy who had been attempting to comfort himself. He kneeled down beside him and placed a hand on the others head, "Omi, you don't have to cry... Ken will be fine, okay?"
"It...it's my fault!" Omi stammered as he pushed Youji away only to get to his feet and run back out the door. More and more tears found their way down those ivory cheeks as he ran; he didn't know where he was going, his vision was blurred... but the surroundings were the same.
. . .
"Welcome back, Nagi. I'm guessing you had fun." Schuldich said as Nagi climbed back into the window. He had found himself quite comfortable in the chair that was stationed in an empty corner in the boys room.
"I know you did, what happened?" Nagi raised a brow as he made his way over to the German and sat on the loor infront of him.
"Nothing much, Farfarello just had a little too much fun and.. possibly killed Hidaka. I wouldn't sit, though, if I were you. Tsukiyono's blaming himself for what happened. He's quite loud when he's upset... Go comfort him, chibi, and don't be afraid to tell him certain things."
"Kuso..." Nagi did as he was told and crawled back out the window. He sighed as he tunred the corned and began walking down the rather empty sidewalk, only to see Omi running his way. He, ofcourse, broke into a run and when they both met he wrapped his arms around the other.
"Ken-kun...it's all my fault.. If I hadn't been with you then none of this would have happened!" The sobs had yet to die down. He was feeling a massive amount of guilt and sorrow for what had happened.
"Shhh, Omi-kun, he will be fine... believe in him, okay? And don't bring yourself down, it wasn't your fault, it was just something that happened. Nothing can change that." Slender digits brushed honey-dipped filaments from the other boys eyes, "You wouldn't have mad a difference because you would have been too caught up fighting with someone else, Omi-kun; me."
The crying slowly stopped, but on the inside Omi felt as if he was falling apart. "You're right, Nagi-kun... but it's all falling apart... right in my own hands..."
"No, no it's not, Omi-kun..." And with all the courage in the world, the Schwartz member leaned in and pressed those lips against the others' for a second before pulling away, "It's not because... you have me..."
Omi let a soft smile creep across those lips of his after he was kissed and titlted his head to the side just a little bit. He did have Nagi, and Nagi had him... and not even all the guilt and sorrow he ever had could change the fact that they had eachother and he had his comfort. "Arigatou, Nagi- kun."
*Yeah... um.... I had writers block? XD Err.... o.o; Please review? n.n; Chapter 6 on it's way!*
A Foe's Love
Chapter 5 - Guilt, Sorrow, and Comfort.
It was morning when Omi woke, the sweet, glistening drops of dew were still lingering on the blades of grass as if they were beads with the weight of feathers. He had found it a complete shock when he looked beside him to see his friend completely oblivious to the fact that he was clinging to him and snuggling while he was sleeping. I was, though, quite cute... but they couldn't stay here any longer, Omi knew that.
"Nagi, Nagi-kun..." (Yes, even he had started addressing Nagi as "-kun"... Kawaii!) An idex finger poked the other boy numerous times before he got any sort of reaction back.
"Omi-....kun..." Nagi yawned, a faint but noticable smile tugging at those usual bland lips. He then blinked in confusion when he realised both his arms were wrapped around Omi's right one. He stammered, flew into tomato- mode, and let go while he cautiously lid a little lower in the bench, "G- gomen nasai."
"Daijoubu! I didn't mind... anyway, we should be heading back home."
"Hai, before they start to think something." He nodded in agreement and pushed himself off of the bench, slender hands brushing against his shirt and pants in attempt to brush himself off.
Omi got up from the bench, paused for a second, and then pulled Nagi into hug. A rather tight, friendly hug, "Nagi-kun, Arigatou..."
Nagi twitched and those indigo hues went wide in surprise, wasn't this called a... hug? Yes, that's it. "Y-you're welcome," he said as the other ended it. Omi offered a smile, leaving Nagi no choice but to happily return it with a smile of his own and then they both set off for their own homes.
. . .
"We shouldn't have let Omi go."
"Everyone deserves a day off, Aya!"
"It's his fault this happened! The mission failed because he was not there!"
"Is that ALL you care about?! Your sister and the missions?! What about Ken?! He's in a coma because of this! YOU STUBBORN BITCH!" Yohji lashed back at the red-head, giving him a painful blow to the face with his balled up fist. He sneered as he watched the other fall back onto the floor, "I can't believe you think so little of others. You're pathetic... I hope you burn in hell."
Omi's eyes went wide in horror as he heard what had happened. He had walked into the building and to the area where the fight was taking place just as he heard the bit of Ken being in a coma. The others hadn't seen him fall to his knees and cry seconds afterwards, wrapping his arms around himself in attempt to comfort. It was his fault. Hw wasn't there when Ken needed him.
Ran narrowed his eyes, both brows furrowed as slender digits raced over his bruised cheek. He ignored the muffled sobs coming from elsewhere as he made his way to his feet, turned on his heel, and walked to his room. He sighed and shut the door behind him. Yes, he was stubborn... but it was him. He was always like that... ever since Takatori. But that was over now and his sister was back but he hadn't changed. Not one bit.
"O-omi...?" Youji blinked and peered around the corner, only to see a sobbing boy who had been attempting to comfort himself. He kneeled down beside him and placed a hand on the others head, "Omi, you don't have to cry... Ken will be fine, okay?"
"It...it's my fault!" Omi stammered as he pushed Youji away only to get to his feet and run back out the door. More and more tears found their way down those ivory cheeks as he ran; he didn't know where he was going, his vision was blurred... but the surroundings were the same.
. . .
"Welcome back, Nagi. I'm guessing you had fun." Schuldich said as Nagi climbed back into the window. He had found himself quite comfortable in the chair that was stationed in an empty corner in the boys room.
"I know you did, what happened?" Nagi raised a brow as he made his way over to the German and sat on the loor infront of him.
"Nothing much, Farfarello just had a little too much fun and.. possibly killed Hidaka. I wouldn't sit, though, if I were you. Tsukiyono's blaming himself for what happened. He's quite loud when he's upset... Go comfort him, chibi, and don't be afraid to tell him certain things."
"Kuso..." Nagi did as he was told and crawled back out the window. He sighed as he tunred the corned and began walking down the rather empty sidewalk, only to see Omi running his way. He, ofcourse, broke into a run and when they both met he wrapped his arms around the other.
"Ken-kun...it's all my fault.. If I hadn't been with you then none of this would have happened!" The sobs had yet to die down. He was feeling a massive amount of guilt and sorrow for what had happened.
"Shhh, Omi-kun, he will be fine... believe in him, okay? And don't bring yourself down, it wasn't your fault, it was just something that happened. Nothing can change that." Slender digits brushed honey-dipped filaments from the other boys eyes, "You wouldn't have mad a difference because you would have been too caught up fighting with someone else, Omi-kun; me."
The crying slowly stopped, but on the inside Omi felt as if he was falling apart. "You're right, Nagi-kun... but it's all falling apart... right in my own hands..."
"No, no it's not, Omi-kun..." And with all the courage in the world, the Schwartz member leaned in and pressed those lips against the others' for a second before pulling away, "It's not because... you have me..."
Omi let a soft smile creep across those lips of his after he was kissed and titlted his head to the side just a little bit. He did have Nagi, and Nagi had him... and not even all the guilt and sorrow he ever had could change the fact that they had eachother and he had his comfort. "Arigatou, Nagi- kun."
*Yeah... um.... I had writers block? XD Err.... o.o; Please review? n.n; Chapter 6 on it's way!*