"Calm down before you do something that you'll regret," I heard Crawford's voice state firmly.
I rolled my eyes and opened the door to the library without my usual mask. I was angry and that stupid bastard's words weren't going to stop me from doing as I pleased. Though, once I saw the look on his face I knew that he meant it. I frowned and regained my calm composure.
"Glad," he muttered without glancing at my face, "that you decided to listen to my words."
"I shouldn't even bother asking you but... Where's Omi?" I asked softly.
"Where he belongs. Though, that answer won't satisfy you, will it? Well then I suppose I might as well tell you. Tsukiyono can't become...trained appropriately with you healing him constantly."
"You want to break a healer...don't you? You want to break Omi..." I murmured.
"That is the point. He will become a convenient tool for Schwarz..."
I shook my head. They decided that Omi was better off without me? That he was more useful? What about me...? How would I react to not having my beautiful angel...? I didn't know whether it was better to see the pain he was in while knowing that it was impossible for me to stop it, or if it was worse not to know anything and to only hope that they had lightened up on him a bit.
"I want to see him," I blurted out.
"You know you can't do that... You will only be permitted to see him once we have completed his training..."
I turned away from him and shut the door. It was pointless to argue with someone who could see all your complaints coming before you even said them. It was odd for Crawford to actually listen to them... Usually he wouldn't be bothered.
I sighed deeply and made my way to my room. If I couldn't see Omi than I would see Weiss... I was sick of Crawford's crap. Omi was far more important to me than Crawford's ideal future. Right now, revenge on society didn't seem so important... I just wanted revenge on Schwarz. No one was to touch my Omi but me... If he was broken when I saw him next, the whole city would collapse...
I rolled my eyes and opened the door to the library without my usual mask. I was angry and that stupid bastard's words weren't going to stop me from doing as I pleased. Though, once I saw the look on his face I knew that he meant it. I frowned and regained my calm composure.
"Glad," he muttered without glancing at my face, "that you decided to listen to my words."
"I shouldn't even bother asking you but... Where's Omi?" I asked softly.
"Where he belongs. Though, that answer won't satisfy you, will it? Well then I suppose I might as well tell you. Tsukiyono can't become...trained appropriately with you healing him constantly."
"You want to break a healer...don't you? You want to break Omi..." I murmured.
"That is the point. He will become a convenient tool for Schwarz..."
I shook my head. They decided that Omi was better off without me? That he was more useful? What about me...? How would I react to not having my beautiful angel...? I didn't know whether it was better to see the pain he was in while knowing that it was impossible for me to stop it, or if it was worse not to know anything and to only hope that they had lightened up on him a bit.
"I want to see him," I blurted out.
"You know you can't do that... You will only be permitted to see him once we have completed his training..."
I turned away from him and shut the door. It was pointless to argue with someone who could see all your complaints coming before you even said them. It was odd for Crawford to actually listen to them... Usually he wouldn't be bothered.
I sighed deeply and made my way to my room. If I couldn't see Omi than I would see Weiss... I was sick of Crawford's crap. Omi was far more important to me than Crawford's ideal future. Right now, revenge on society didn't seem so important... I just wanted revenge on Schwarz. No one was to touch my Omi but me... If he was broken when I saw him next, the whole city would collapse...