I sighed and stared in front of me. Aya was sitting there in the shadows looking rather uncomfortable. Yoji was yawning uncontrollably while leaning back in his chair. I was slightly afraid that the older man might fall out of it, but decided to ignore this possibility.
"What are we supposed to do?" Yoji finally asked sitting up.
"There's nothing to do," Aya replied bluntly. "There's nothing we can do about the fact that he isn't burned up as we thought. The fact Schwarz is still present, as well is also something we can not change. Nagi saved them. That's all there is to it."
I shook my head and tried to think of something to say. Yoji looked relatively annoyed with the redhead and awfully homicidal. Yoji missed the Omi he could pick on, though he wouldn't bring it up to Nagi knowing that it would make him upset to think about the boy.
How long had it taken us to silence Nagi's crying after the funeral? Aya had told him that he was allowed to grieve all he wanted, and the boy did. He sobbed uncontrollably for hours on end, leaving us with nothing to do to help. I hated how useless I felt when he had hugged the grave as tears rolled down his face and the rain pounded against his small figure.
Whenever I remember watching him that day I can't help but think of a raven soaked in the rain with broken wings. Beautiful, dark, mysterious, and unable to do what it needs. Well, maybe the poetic side of me was starting to show up after I watching Omi helplessly shove Nagi out of the way of the collapsing building.
That day, no matter how we desired to, we weren't able to search for Omi till the building settled. Otherwise we would have been suffocated and incapable of helping anyone. That day I had wondered if Omi had died from the building collapsing on him and breaking all his bones, or if he burned slowly in the fire. Either way his body would have become nothing more than ashes.
"No it's not," Yoji replied, angry with Aya apparently. "Omi's probably so depressed... Nagi had proven it to us that they were close. Omi's without Nagi and without us."
"You want us to go to Schwarz and take him back?" Aya asked as he raised his eyebrow.
"Why not? We almost did it before!"
"And then a building fell and almost killed us all. Hell, it would have if the kid hadn't been there."
I sighed and watched the two for a moment more. They really didn't get along well when it came to the topic of Omi and Nagi. Everyone had silently agreed that the relationship was unbearably adorable, but neither seemed to agree on how the children acted and how much it was worth. Aya, keeping his usual cold exterior, seemed to think it was worth very little. As for Yoji, he stated he would kill for the two whenever he found that that option might be required in order for their relationship to survive.
"Aya... " I murmured feeling sorry for what would happen to Nagi.
I had to admit that I had often confused Nagi for Omi, unconsciously. I found myself speaking to Nagi as though he was Omi on many occasions. They were both quite a bit alike; however, though Omi was much more happy in comparison to Nagi who seemed apathetic half the time and an emotional wreck the other half of the time.
"Go check on Nagi," Aya muttered before standing up to abandon Yoji and I.
We both stared and watched Aya leave. We could tell that he was upset about this new news in his own way and would probably be going to his room where he could lock himself up and think about it for the night. In the meantime, Yoji and I would be given the job of making sure that Nagi didn't break everything and everyone in sight. Last time he had become distressed, he had almost dropped Omi's computer on the ground.
"Let's go..." Yoji yawned as we soon departed in the same direction as Aya had left.
"What are we supposed to do?" Yoji finally asked sitting up.
"There's nothing to do," Aya replied bluntly. "There's nothing we can do about the fact that he isn't burned up as we thought. The fact Schwarz is still present, as well is also something we can not change. Nagi saved them. That's all there is to it."
I shook my head and tried to think of something to say. Yoji looked relatively annoyed with the redhead and awfully homicidal. Yoji missed the Omi he could pick on, though he wouldn't bring it up to Nagi knowing that it would make him upset to think about the boy.
How long had it taken us to silence Nagi's crying after the funeral? Aya had told him that he was allowed to grieve all he wanted, and the boy did. He sobbed uncontrollably for hours on end, leaving us with nothing to do to help. I hated how useless I felt when he had hugged the grave as tears rolled down his face and the rain pounded against his small figure.
Whenever I remember watching him that day I can't help but think of a raven soaked in the rain with broken wings. Beautiful, dark, mysterious, and unable to do what it needs. Well, maybe the poetic side of me was starting to show up after I watching Omi helplessly shove Nagi out of the way of the collapsing building.
That day, no matter how we desired to, we weren't able to search for Omi till the building settled. Otherwise we would have been suffocated and incapable of helping anyone. That day I had wondered if Omi had died from the building collapsing on him and breaking all his bones, or if he burned slowly in the fire. Either way his body would have become nothing more than ashes.
"No it's not," Yoji replied, angry with Aya apparently. "Omi's probably so depressed... Nagi had proven it to us that they were close. Omi's without Nagi and without us."
"You want us to go to Schwarz and take him back?" Aya asked as he raised his eyebrow.
"Why not? We almost did it before!"
"And then a building fell and almost killed us all. Hell, it would have if the kid hadn't been there."
I sighed and watched the two for a moment more. They really didn't get along well when it came to the topic of Omi and Nagi. Everyone had silently agreed that the relationship was unbearably adorable, but neither seemed to agree on how the children acted and how much it was worth. Aya, keeping his usual cold exterior, seemed to think it was worth very little. As for Yoji, he stated he would kill for the two whenever he found that that option might be required in order for their relationship to survive.
"Aya... " I murmured feeling sorry for what would happen to Nagi.
I had to admit that I had often confused Nagi for Omi, unconsciously. I found myself speaking to Nagi as though he was Omi on many occasions. They were both quite a bit alike; however, though Omi was much more happy in comparison to Nagi who seemed apathetic half the time and an emotional wreck the other half of the time.
"Go check on Nagi," Aya muttered before standing up to abandon Yoji and I.
We both stared and watched Aya leave. We could tell that he was upset about this new news in his own way and would probably be going to his room where he could lock himself up and think about it for the night. In the meantime, Yoji and I would be given the job of making sure that Nagi didn't break everything and everyone in sight. Last time he had become distressed, he had almost dropped Omi's computer on the ground.
"Let's go..." Yoji yawned as we soon departed in the same direction as Aya had left.