Disclaimer: We don't own Weiss or Schwarz as much as we loved to, if we did we wouldn't just be writing stories about them ~_~''' or the songs that we use for quotes this one is "And Justice For All" by Metallica don't own that either! Or the book quote Epitaph by James Siegel
Shy: Oh we are so glad to see that our story is liked, its such a wonderful feeling to please other people, isn't it Crush?
Crush: meh…
Shy: well anyways, hope you like this chapter as much as the other one ^^
: reading inside a book :
Dedicated to Sarah even if she's not going to read this; "Lightning streaked a blue velvet sky, crying a single raindrop, telling all who needed strength. Heaven is near. "
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Lady Justice has been raped
Truth assassin
Rolls of red tape seal your lips
Now you're done in
Their money tips her scales again
Make your deal
Just what is truth? I cannot tell
Cannot feel
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Gasoline
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~Shy
*Crush
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Omi
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"It'll be quick I promise," emerald eyes stared at me with a sickening thirst. "I'll make it worth your while."
"The only way you'll make it worth my while is paying me," I laughed, picking up another bag of orange clothing. "And that is the thing keeping you from my ass." I always love to tease.
"No Omi," Yoji rolled my name about his tongue in a singsong way. "The only thing that's keeping me from raping you is the amount of diseases you have. I only want your mouth," he brushes his hand across my cheek so that my skin tingles.
"What makes you think my mouth is any cleaner?' I smile, biting my bottom lip, and let my tongue slide smoothly over the top one.
"Slut," he sneers and leaves me, the doors swinging as he lets them fall shut being him.
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: The syringe was filled with water and air, the two basic elements of life. He relished the irony – saw almost beautiful symmetry at work here. And God breathed air into Adam. But what God gives, God can take back. : Did I love this book or did I love this book? No, but I enjoyed it. I enjoy just sitting and reading sometimes. However, this time is not one of those times. Sitting across from me, the new kid, Nagi. Watching me with this insanely, annoying, stupid, grin on his face. And until just this moment it wasn't bothering me. "Okay, what are you staring at?"
"What do you think I'm staring at, shit head," his voice slurs and his grin grows wider.
"Are you high?" I ask, laughing on the inside.
"No, I'm good."
"What is that suppose to mean?" I close the book, and stare him the eyes. They're faded and glazed over.
He thinks for a moment and nods.
"Liar, they wouldn't let you in with it on you." He had to be lying.
"Why do you think I had to come here?" Nagi smirks, almost as if he's proud to be here. "Cuz' I wouldn't stop bringin' in the merchandise."
"How'd you get it all of it?" I ask in skepticism.
"My dad," he shoots back quickly, cocking his head to the side.
I sigh, "Geez kid, you're sure messed." Finally going back to my book I give the blue-eyed boy a one over. Yeah, this ones going to be bringin' the merchandise all right, on my turf. He's not gonna like it here for long.
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Schuldig
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He was having a seizure. The guards tried to hold Nagi down but no avail. Heroin withdrawal was bad, I know that, but I didn't quiet realize how bad until now. His eyes had rolled to the back of his head and his body quaked as if he were a creature of electricity. Omi sat to the side of the cell, pretending not to watch Nagi's convulsions.
Eventually Nagi's seizures stopped. He lay, slick with sweat on the dirt-covered floor breathing heavily. At his side, only one guard remained, Ken Hidaka. He held the young boy's head gently in his lap, stroking the brown hair that fell into his night-blue eyes.
"He'll be ok." Brad smiled at me, taking my arm. "We have cooking detail with him in an hour, Hidaka-san. Will you please escort him to the kitchen then?" Ken nodded and picked Nagi up.
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We didn't see Nagi again until we were standing over a pot of boiling oatmeal. The kid was fine, he walked in right as Brad and I were arguing over the temperature, and said, "Bradley pull the silver spoon out of your ass and help me with the eggs." Brad didn't speak again.
"Hey, kid." I said, "Good to see you're ok."
"Yeah," he smiled briefly.
"Schu?" he said.
"Hmm?"
"The guy across from you, the pirate guy, what's he in for?" Farfie. The pirate guy. He'd like that one. Farfie had been here almost as long as Omi. No one knew why, only that he's here for his life. Try having a conversation with him, I dare ya. He's as hard as a rock and about as sane. He likes his knives though.
"I'm not quite sure," I smile.
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"Hey, Farf." I said as I sat down across from the Irishman. He was intently studying his plastic utensils.
"Did your hurt God today?" he asks without looking up.
"I did." I look up in time to see Kudou and Omi sit down.
"I'll have to reward you, then." Farfie laughs before licking the plastic knife. We all knew what he meant.
"You will," Yoji winked.
"Will what?" Nagi sat on my other side as Bradley sat next to Omi.
"Nothing legal, baby." Yoji licked his lips as a red head took his place next to Omi. We were known, the seven of us, for being the most diverse group in the jail. A rapist, abuser, psycho, cheat, prostitute, druggie, and an assaulter. Not your usual group…
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"Schu?"
"Yes, Nagi?"
"Why are you in here?"
I didn't know what to say. I tried to kill someone, didn't succeed and got assault with a deadly weapon? No.
"Attempted murder," that at least sounded better.
"Did you do it?"
"No," I lied. "Everyone here's innocent chibi."
"Except me."
"Except you," I laughed.
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Owari for now ^^
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So was it as worth your while at the last chapter? We really hope so! Cuz we really really wanna go somewhere with this one lol!
Shy: you did good Crush!
Crush: meh…
Shy: she's good *huggles her Omi doll* see ya's!
Crush: later people….