I was kissing him. I even had my tongue inside of his mouth. When I noticed that he hadn't responded at all I almost pulled away from him until he put his arms around my neck and met my tongue with his own. He did so timidly, though, like he hadn't done it ever before and was afraid he might be doing it wrong. I wouldn't know. I had never done it either, but kissing Omi like this felt right. It had been such a long time since anything felt right.

Then I felt the intruding thoughts. He couldn't read my mind but he sure as hell could slip in whatever he thought would get me angry. He hardly ever succeeded though. I was cool-headed.

'Nagi, whatever will Bradley think?' I heard the German man's voice ask me.

'That he shouldn't have permitted a pretty boy in the same age range as I am in to be in my room,' I thought as I decided to block out any of the other intruding thoughts the German might try sending.

Omi moved away from me and was breathing heavily. Obviously he hadn't quite the lung capacity I thought he would have. Someone who was an assassin without any powers...I thought he'd be able to breathe more. I was grateful though, for I had had needed a breath long ago, I was just afraid that I would never be able to do the same thing again if we separated.

I was breathing heavily and saw that Omi's cheeks were blushing brightly. A small smile appeared on my face and I reached out to brush a strand of hair out of his face. He was so beautiful...

As long as he was in my room, he would be safe from everyone. No one ever came in here with out permission. It was like there was a force field around me room. Well, to be honest, there sort of was. Though, it wasn't that strong since I didn't want to use too much of my power on such a thing. Considering no one else in Schwarz had the same power as I did, it wasn't a problem.

"W-what was that?" Omi asked me softly once he had finally caught his breath, his fingers on his lips.

"I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to," I whispered quietly knowing I was blushing as well.

I don't know why I had apologized. It was obvious that Omi had wanted the same thing since he kissed me back. Even if he was timid when he kissed, I still liked it very much. It showed his personality a lot. He was much like I was, an uke as they called it. I guess even though we were both ukes, I was still the more aggressive one...

"Don't be..." Omi replied, completely red. "We...can do it again if you like..."

I nodded and leaned forward again. I quickly removed the ramen from his lap using telekinesis before we began to kiss again. He put his arms around my neck. I could only assume that he had closed his eyes in the process because he had put them there gently and in the same timid way he had touched his tongue to mine previously. I leaned forward off the computer chair and pinned Omi below me with my legs around his waist and my hands moving to his slender sides.

I heard loud knocking at my door. Damn it, nothing like one of my teammates to ruin my last bit of courage. Now I would have to acquire permission all over again in order to get as far as I just had. I realized that I had yet to break the kiss yet and decided to ignore the knock.

I heard it again. Maybe if I put a shield around the door it would stop? If they can't touch it, they can't make it produce a sound. I smirked at the idea and did so. When I did, I heard someone swear in multiple languages. The voice was too muffled by the wall to make out who it was, though.

"Nagi! You little fuck! Let me in!" I heard a muffled angry voice shout.

The stupid bastard had interrupted me. This time Omi must have heard the loud obnoxious one since he moved his mouth away. It must have been Schuldig. Only he would swear at me so loudly.

"Shouldn't you get that...?" Omi asked me with a raised eyebrow as he began to catch his breath again.

I sighed. At least someone in this stupid house was polite. Everyone else here had odd ways of communicating. Schuldig would smirk, Farfello would lick a blood blade, and Crawford...well with Crawford he would speak in a knowing manner. He always seemed completely egotistical when he spoke. Though, Schuldig did as well.

"Fine," I muttered as I crawled off the boy and went to the door. I opened it quickly and continued to glare. "What?"

"Wow, Nagi..." Schuldig said staring at me for a moment.

His attention seemed to be directed at my hair and so I put my hand through it to see what the matter was. I noticed it was completely disorganized compared to how I usually wore it, organized. I never thought that Omi would be the type to like to mess with hair when underneath someone...

"What're you two doing in there...?" the German asked me with a raised eyebrow.

Now why had I opened the door again? It only led to annoyance. Maybe he wouldn't notice if I slammed it on him and went back to Omi... He most likely would continue swearing as he had previously, which would just be postponing the inevitable. Maybe the guy actually wanted something important? I could hope, couldn't I?

"What do you want?" I grumbled continuing to glare at him.

"Blunt today, aren't we? Crawford wants to awaken our little healer. It's about time, too. Can't believe the kid can't even use it on his own..." Schuldig muttered with his smirk growing wider.

"Already? Fine. We'll meet you in the library momentarily."

Schuldig's smirk grew even wider. "Did you start something that you need to finish, Nagi?" he asked mischievously.

Start something I need to finish. I stared at him as he tried to look in on the room. Than I realized what the pervert meant. He thought that Omi and I had been... My eyes widened in a disturbed manner as I continued to stare at the man as he finally pushed past me in order to look in.

I turned to look at Omi as Schuldig did the same as I. He was sitting up on his elbows, completely red, with his legs open slightly as that was where I had approached him before I slipped on top of him.

I felt my face warm as I stared at Omi. It glowed even brighter when I heard Schuldig snickering before he left the room with the door wide open. That stupid cocky bastard. Why had I opened my door again? Oh yeah, Omi had been distracted from what we had been doing due to the intrusive knock...

I sighed knowing that it would be almost impossible to approach Omi now. It had been hard enough the first time, but when I saw him lying on my bed looking cute like he did right now...

I was hopeless. I shook my head and told Omi that we were wanted in the library. He sat up the rest of the way, nodded, and walked up to me. He seemed slightly distressed as he stayed beside me while we walked through the hall.

I smiled as I resealed my room on the way out. Maybe at one point I would have to seal Omi inside it. I shook my head in order to ignore it. The thought didn't bother me much. If I had to, it would be purely business.