When I woke up my prized possession was missing. I felt around the bed helplessly, hoping that maybe he would materialize next to me. The mind works in such amusing ways when one is half-awake.

"Omi..." I murmured sluggishly as I continued my search for the missing body.

I gave up and opened my eyes. I saw exactly what I had dreaded. My Omi was gone. At least the other members of Schwarz would usually warn me before they took him away. This time Omi had been taken away in silence.

It hurt to have to see Omi after he had went through training every night. His blood would cover his body, he would have broken bones occasionally, and he would cry. He would cry out so loudly that I swore he was being murdered.

He was though, wasn't he?

Schwarz was killing Omi. Maybe not his physical-body, but definitely his mind. He constantly murmured between sobs about the men with guns and his father not paying for him.

Funny that he still believed his father to be Takatori Reiji. I wonder how he would respond if he knew that it was really Takatori Shuichi who had been the one to make his mother pregnant. In most cases I would frown on anyone who chased a parent they didn't know, but Omi knew Takatori Shuichi rather well, didn't he? Who knows, I wasn't a member of Weiss.

I shook my head and finally decided to pay a little visit to Crawford. He knew he shouldn't take my property away for the day without warning. I wasn't one for confrontation. That is, of course, unless I'm angry.

I smiled coldly and pulled on pants for my trip to the library.