I sat inside the flower shop. There wasn't anyone there. The door had been locked and there was a sign that said they would be back in thirty minutes hanging outside. I had been waiting for them to return for over two hours...
I needed them. I needed the people who would take Omi away from me. Without them, someone else would take away his mind and leave me his body. I loved his body, don't get me wrong, but there was nothing enjoyable about a shell that fails to think.
I sighed and sat down on the floor in the shadows. I liked the darkness because it was comforting. No one could get you there. They could feel around in the darkness but as long as your eyes were adjusted they could never catch you.
I heard the sound of a bell ringing as three men opened the door, walked in the shop, and dropped their jackets. They all looked surprisingly discouraged at the moment. This was when I chose to show myself to them. I knew very well what they had been doing. They were searching for us so they could rid the world of Schwarz and take their beloved Omi back.
When Ken saw me he grabbed the closest thing to him, a pink lemonade scented marker, as his choice weapon. I had this odd urge to start laughing, but decided not to. I wondered if someone could kill another with a marker but shrugged the thought off. I was here for a far more important reason.
"What do you want?" their leader more so demanded than asked.
"Aya, careful, all right?" the one named Ken murmured.
"Fuck that! Where's the damn kid?" the blonde snapped.
"Yoji!" Ken protested. "Careful!"
I stared at them for a moment. I was starting to feel bad about what I had done. I told Omi they hadn't been looking for him while they had spent night and day laboring in search of their youngest member. I had caged Omi in without his permission... Everything was my fault and he let it happen; he had trusted me.
"He's been taken from me because I made him weaker..." I replied.
"What?" Ken asked with a raised eyebrow.
That was when I started to explain everything to them. Well, everything except Omi's activities with me that took place during the night. They really didn't need to know that their precious Omi was sexually active with their enemy. Strangely enough, I got the idea that the blond knew about the two of us somehow.
"Bastards..." Yoji muttered under his voice.
"It's your fault then," the redhead said, finally looking at me for the first time during my story. "You're going to be guilty for killing Omi."
I bowed by head. I couldn't stand to admit it out loud. Internally I had already acknowledged the evil I had caused, but other than that... I couldn't do it. Not when I had three very deadly assassins in front of me.
"Y-Yes," I choked out, feeling tears at the edges of my eyes.
"...Omi's being hurt... We don't have time to place blame..." Ken said with a depressed look on his face. "We'll kill the Schwarz kid after we get Omi back..."
"My name is Nagi Naoe," I stated finally. "Please...help me..."
I needed them. I needed the people who would take Omi away from me. Without them, someone else would take away his mind and leave me his body. I loved his body, don't get me wrong, but there was nothing enjoyable about a shell that fails to think.
I sighed and sat down on the floor in the shadows. I liked the darkness because it was comforting. No one could get you there. They could feel around in the darkness but as long as your eyes were adjusted they could never catch you.
I heard the sound of a bell ringing as three men opened the door, walked in the shop, and dropped their jackets. They all looked surprisingly discouraged at the moment. This was when I chose to show myself to them. I knew very well what they had been doing. They were searching for us so they could rid the world of Schwarz and take their beloved Omi back.
When Ken saw me he grabbed the closest thing to him, a pink lemonade scented marker, as his choice weapon. I had this odd urge to start laughing, but decided not to. I wondered if someone could kill another with a marker but shrugged the thought off. I was here for a far more important reason.
"What do you want?" their leader more so demanded than asked.
"Aya, careful, all right?" the one named Ken murmured.
"Fuck that! Where's the damn kid?" the blonde snapped.
"Yoji!" Ken protested. "Careful!"
I stared at them for a moment. I was starting to feel bad about what I had done. I told Omi they hadn't been looking for him while they had spent night and day laboring in search of their youngest member. I had caged Omi in without his permission... Everything was my fault and he let it happen; he had trusted me.
"He's been taken from me because I made him weaker..." I replied.
"What?" Ken asked with a raised eyebrow.
That was when I started to explain everything to them. Well, everything except Omi's activities with me that took place during the night. They really didn't need to know that their precious Omi was sexually active with their enemy. Strangely enough, I got the idea that the blond knew about the two of us somehow.
"Bastards..." Yoji muttered under his voice.
"It's your fault then," the redhead said, finally looking at me for the first time during my story. "You're going to be guilty for killing Omi."
I bowed by head. I couldn't stand to admit it out loud. Internally I had already acknowledged the evil I had caused, but other than that... I couldn't do it. Not when I had three very deadly assassins in front of me.
"Y-Yes," I choked out, feeling tears at the edges of my eyes.
"...Omi's being hurt... We don't have time to place blame..." Ken said with a depressed look on his face. "We'll kill the Schwarz kid after we get Omi back..."
"My name is Nagi Naoe," I stated finally. "Please...help me..."