I stared down at Omi who was sleeping not so soundly on my bed. Funny how he always seemed to make his way into my bedroom. Actually, he was constantly there, yet every time I tried to pursue something or someone just had to interrupt us. It wasn't fair, really. It was just a tease.
Farfello's mind must have made him unstable. The more messed up the person is the deeper Omi gets sent into their heads. That's the problem with mind healers... Most don't get in as deep as he must have though. Of course, he did acquire the wound before when he healed so maybe he was forced to do it to Farfello and Farfello's mental pain entered him...? It might make sense if that were to be the case. Though, Farfello was still the same. Maybe he tried to and...?
I felt sorry for my poor little Omi. For anyone to get sucked into the mind of anyone in Schwarz was cruel, especially into Farfello's mind.
I sat waiting, hoping that perhaps soon he would awaken. It was so bothersome to watch him trembling during his nightmare, yet I still could not bring myself to make him awaken. So instead I put my fingers against his cheek, then his lips. I needed some form of amusement.
"Mayfly..." Omi murmured as he started to awaken.
"Sorry Omi, but...what did you say?" I asked.
"Mayfly... You remind me of a Mayfly..." Omi replied.
Mayflies...weren't those bugs? I thought for a moment, trying to decide whether or not I should be insulted by such words. Instead I just shook my head and sighed. A Mayfly...
"Is that a good thing?" I finally questioned.
"I suppose."
Omi put his hand on the one that I was using the caress his face. He smiled a real smile and I couldn't help but let a small one appear on my lips as well. He was so beautiful when he actually smiled...
So I'm a Mayfly and he's my Death Angel. I suppose we go well together. That is considering the fact that Mayflies live one day, of course.
"What were you going to do earlier?" he asked in a sleepy tone.
Earlier... Was he referring to when we were both in the bathtub and he was against the wall? Wasn't my intent obvious...? Maybe he was just playing stupid or something. I shrugged and decided to answer honestly.
"Have sex with you," I replied.
Omi first blushed brightly, but when he recovered his thoughts he nodded once. He looked the best when he was embarrassed. Of course, that could just be because I'd spent far too much time with Schwarz. Everyone in it seemed to have a bad case of black humor. What if it started to rub off on my Death Angel?
"O-Oh..." he stuttered.
"Would you have resisted...?" I asked as I started to blush lightly as well, afraid of what he would say.
"No...unless...you hurt me..."
How could I hurt him? If I did it would be committing a crime against humanity. Wait, wasn't that what I wanted? I was forgetting my original intentions. I had to get society back for what they did to me. No child should be passed around on the streets like that...
"I wouldn't hurt you Omi..." I said delicately as I brushed the fingers of my available hand against his lips.
He still didn't seem to trust me. I suppose I wouldn't trust anybody after being shoved into their room for one day either. I wouldn't trust anyone ever. Then, if I didn't trust Omi then why was I giving myself to him so recklessly? Perhaps because he had been hurt too. Or maybe, I was just stupid...
Farfello's mind must have made him unstable. The more messed up the person is the deeper Omi gets sent into their heads. That's the problem with mind healers... Most don't get in as deep as he must have though. Of course, he did acquire the wound before when he healed so maybe he was forced to do it to Farfello and Farfello's mental pain entered him...? It might make sense if that were to be the case. Though, Farfello was still the same. Maybe he tried to and...?
I felt sorry for my poor little Omi. For anyone to get sucked into the mind of anyone in Schwarz was cruel, especially into Farfello's mind.
I sat waiting, hoping that perhaps soon he would awaken. It was so bothersome to watch him trembling during his nightmare, yet I still could not bring myself to make him awaken. So instead I put my fingers against his cheek, then his lips. I needed some form of amusement.
"Mayfly..." Omi murmured as he started to awaken.
"Sorry Omi, but...what did you say?" I asked.
"Mayfly... You remind me of a Mayfly..." Omi replied.
Mayflies...weren't those bugs? I thought for a moment, trying to decide whether or not I should be insulted by such words. Instead I just shook my head and sighed. A Mayfly...
"Is that a good thing?" I finally questioned.
"I suppose."
Omi put his hand on the one that I was using the caress his face. He smiled a real smile and I couldn't help but let a small one appear on my lips as well. He was so beautiful when he actually smiled...
So I'm a Mayfly and he's my Death Angel. I suppose we go well together. That is considering the fact that Mayflies live one day, of course.
"What were you going to do earlier?" he asked in a sleepy tone.
Earlier... Was he referring to when we were both in the bathtub and he was against the wall? Wasn't my intent obvious...? Maybe he was just playing stupid or something. I shrugged and decided to answer honestly.
"Have sex with you," I replied.
Omi first blushed brightly, but when he recovered his thoughts he nodded once. He looked the best when he was embarrassed. Of course, that could just be because I'd spent far too much time with Schwarz. Everyone in it seemed to have a bad case of black humor. What if it started to rub off on my Death Angel?
"O-Oh..." he stuttered.
"Would you have resisted...?" I asked as I started to blush lightly as well, afraid of what he would say.
"No...unless...you hurt me..."
How could I hurt him? If I did it would be committing a crime against humanity. Wait, wasn't that what I wanted? I was forgetting my original intentions. I had to get society back for what they did to me. No child should be passed around on the streets like that...
"I wouldn't hurt you Omi..." I said delicately as I brushed the fingers of my available hand against his lips.
He still didn't seem to trust me. I suppose I wouldn't trust anybody after being shoved into their room for one day either. I wouldn't trust anyone ever. Then, if I didn't trust Omi then why was I giving myself to him so recklessly? Perhaps because he had been hurt too. Or maybe, I was just stupid...