Bombay Notes: Okay people! Before we begin the story, I'll have to
explain a few things. This format of the story might be new to a lot of
you so I need to explain it first off. This is what I classify as an "add-
on story". I start pretty much all of them. What you do in these are one
person will write stuff, and then the next person will write stuff based on
what the previous person has written, slowly building a story of something
like what we see here. Anyways, what you might notice in these stories are
a lot of author notes. I know that most people think those are really
annoying, but I decided to keep them in since they help the reader
understand some of the communication that went on between the writers.
That way, you could see how much of a turn the plot can twist when there is
a person who can screw up what you want going. This one is only between
Prodigy and Bombay (read bio for more info about us). This one is kinda
strange since she and I think almost exactly alike, but we are polar
opposites (well. sorta like Omi and Nagi!). Warning for Shounen-ai! It
runs so thick that you could cut it with a knife.
PN= Prodigy Notes
BoN= Bombay Notes
(Name)= whoever wrote the previous paragraph
Bombay and (^_~) Prodigy
Boredom has set in again so guess what!!! We're going to start another add on story! No kanji practice for me! She doesn't seem to see me, so I'm going to start once again! I changed my mind. This will only be an Omi/Nagi thing. We need one of these! So here we go!
Bombay
Chapter One
Omi came home from school one day. It was a rather hard day, packed with tests and tons of homework. Now he looked forward to a day of work at the flower shop, this option filled with screaming fan girls and inventory that needed to be moved. It looked like a really bad day so far. (Bon: maybe something else will change his mind, ne?) (Bombay)
(PN: Well if you insist) As he climbed the stairs up to his room, he thought about his day at school which went by normally, but there were some things that he couldn't help but notice. For example, there were a lot of loose shoes hanging around on the trees and basketball nets. Plus, there were many people who fainted out on the basketball courts. (PN: I'm going to throw in a little mystery.^_~) (Prodigy)
(BoN: Not today Zerg! I'll get out of this!) It worried Omi a lot to think that the teacher of the PE classes would work all the students at the school that hard, but in the back of his mind, he knew that the teacher wasn't THAT bad. He was mean, but he wouldn't do anything that would get the school a lawsuit. He turned his attention back to the plant that he was watering. He accidentally made it overflow! (BoN: he started working as he thought. I just noticed the hole in the plot) (Bombay)
(PN: Okay. if you dislike action fics so much, we can take out the mystery part) He quickly grabbed a towel to keep the water from flowing to the carpet. As he mopped up the windowsill, his mind drifted back to school. (PN: Hm. let's find an entrance for Nagi.) (PN: This is hard.) Just then, a car passed by the widow at top speed, but he couldn't miss it. It was one of the Schwartz cars. The blur of green confirmed it was the green (PN:. I don't know.) jeep that they drove into the church to whisk an unconscious Farfarello away. (Prodigy)
(BoN: What the. hey! What exactly are you trying to say here? Oh well. I guess I'll work it out the best that I can.) *Is that who I think it is?* Omi thought to himself nervously, fear starting to pump adrenaline through his veins. If that was the case, then he must keep his guard up. (BoN: I guess I'll do it for you) Just then, the door opened and in walked Prodigy, looking obviously lost and out of place. Omi, who hadn't noticed exactly who walked in, went to go help the new customer. "Hello," he said in his normal genki tone, "welcome to the Koneko no Sumu Ie flower shop. How can I help." He paused as he looked up and saw who he was talking to. "You!!!" he shouted feeling around his pockets for darts. "What are you doing here?!" (Bombay)
Omi could already feel the "ki" (PN: energy) emitted from Nagi, but for some reason, he was hesitating. Omi could still feel the same power when Nagi had witnessed the death of his beloved Tot. The whole building had crumbled to the ground under his power. The two teenagers stood there, in the flower shop poised to fight. Omi had found what he was looking for, armed with his poison darts, and Nagi's mind ready to stop them in a fight. Omi was still at a disadvantage, because nothing could help him if Nagi hurled all the vases from the shelves. He thought about calling for Ken, Aya, and Yohji, but Nagi would have made his move by then. (PN:Ooo. it's getting exciting!) (Prodigy)
Omi's insides squirmed with fear knowing that he didn't have a chance if they starting to battle. The last time he went against him, he got pinned to a wall, being totally helpless. But was Nagi really going to risk exposing himself as a telekinetic to society? (BoN: flower shop remember? People will be in there!) Customers were still rummaging through the flowers, trying to decide what they wanted.
After a long silence, Nagi finally answered Omi (BoN: I'll give three guesses what he might say!) "I'm not here to fight, Weiß. I was just sent here to pick up flowers for someone. He never told me that I would meet you here.he, of all people, would have known you'd be here." (BoN: Wow, I think I left you with so much opportunity here shouldn't have backed you into a corner) (Bombay)
"Naturally You guys are always looking forward to kill us," Omi shot back. The fact that Nagi was a member of Schwarz did not seem to matter as the younger boy seemed hurt by the others' words. Omi sensed the change in expression as he relaxed a bit, but still ready to fight. Their, confrontation was interrupted as Yohji walked casually up the spiral, humming to his CD. Looking up, he suddenly dropped the player and hand shot to his wire wielding instrument.
"What the heck is he doing here?!"
"I just came to pick up the flowers I ordered," Nagi answered emotionlessly. He clearly didn't want to fight (Prodigy)
"What did you order?" Omi asked him. Even though he was technically an enemy, he was still a customer after all. He deserved the same respect as everyone else. When Omi thought about it, the younger assassin never really did anything totally evil. It usually was just one of his team mates. Plus there was something about him that Omi just couldn't hate.(Bombay)
(PN: Hehehe...shounen ai hint...now I know what you're talking about...)Startled by the sudden change of topic, there was a little silence as Nagi replied: "I ordered (PN: I don't know...you're the flower person...you pick one.) the purple flowers. 3 batches. It's for a party we're holding at the Schwarz penthouse tonight." Nagi seemed a little uneasy talking about such simple, everyday things, when all other times Omi was an enemy. Talking to Omi the flourist was definitely a big change. After paying for the flowers, Nagi turned to leave, only to be called back by a very curious Omi. (PN: Very big opportunities!!! ^_~ Not backing you into a corner this time. ) (Prodigy)
"Hold on." Omi thought carefully of what to call him, "Schwartz," he decided. "That's an awful lot of flowers. Would you like me to help you carry them wherever you need them to be?"
"That won't be necessary, Weiss, but thanks for offering. I have a ride, Nagi said quietly turning his head away to hide his small blush.
"Well. then. here." Omi handed him another flower. "This is a violet. It means to cheer up in the language of flowers (BoN: think first episode), and by the looks of things, you seem a little down. (BoN: I just remembered. Yohji is still there! I totally forgot about him!) (Bombay)
Yohji eyed the teens suspiciously. He was always the first to detect a relationship at early stages, and he was definitely sensing a bond coming on. As he thought about it, the two teens were so much alike. Both of them had their childhodd wrenched away from them, and they were now assassins, fighting for their own reasons. The two teens seemed to forget they had an audience, Yohji thought with glee. He watched on as Bombay and Prodigy continued on with their "friendly" conversation (PN: You can write the dialogue. You write cute dialogue) (Prodigy)
(BoN: If you insist. I don't think my dialogue is all that good. you flatter me!) Nagi stared curiously at the flower that Omi had offered him. *There must be a catch somewhere. I know there is* Nagi looked at Omi's face, hoping to find the answers in his expressions.
But he couldn't find any. All he could see were sparkling light blue eyes that danced slightly with anticipation and studied his every move, a warm smile that made Omi's face glow, and the tiniest hind of worry, as if he put his heart on the line. He seemed totally sincere with the gift. (BoN: I'll let you decide whether he accepts or not) (Bombay)
(PN: aww.. That's sooooo cute!) Slowly, cautiously a slender hand reached up to accept the flower. Everyone in the room seemed to be holding their breath. Flowers in hand, Nagis's eyes slowly climbed up to meet Omi's. Just when things started to lok up, the door to the basement was flung open. Abyssinian just stood there, staring at the youthful boys. Oddly, Omi noticed there was little hate in Abyssinian's eyes as he looked at Nagi, then Omi. Nagi took Aya's entrance as his exit, and turned to shake Omi's hand. "My ride is here."
Eyes on Nagi's retreating form, Omi ran up the stairs to his room. Behind closed doors, Omi inspected the slip of paper Nagi had given him in the palm of his hand. To his surprise, it looked like an email address! (PN: ups.. And downs. wee!) (Prodigy)
Omi put the email address in a safe spot. After all, he had to go back and finish his shift. He was still surprised with Nagi's actions. Nagi seemed at times very anti-social and cold, who would have known Nagi would react this way to a simple, sincere act of kindness. Omi guessed that in most of his life, he'd been treated badly. He had seen the slight falter in Nagi's normally cold façade, a change that was so small that Omi only saw it in his eyes (BoN: I love Nagi's eyes in the anime! They are so pretty!) The small flicker of emotion in his eyes startled Omi a bit, but it reminded him that Nagi was still human, a child at that.
Omi looked at the email address again. He quickly flipped the switch on his computer to turn on the machine. After booting up the computer, he added Nagi to his address book of buddies, and hoped to see what will happen with the opportunity that was handed to him (BoN: Scene/Time change next?) (Bombay)
3Hours Later
He was slightly disappointed because he had not seen Nagi online. He had been waiting patiently online on the computer in his room for three hours, reading some stories to pass the time, but Nagi still hadn't showed up. However, being the genki child that he is, his hopes were still high just having Nagi's address on hand.
Going over every second of their brief confrontation, Omi walked surprisingly slow down the stairs to the shop. It was Aya's shift right now, and anybody in the room could tell Omi had something on his mind, and Aya knew just what that was. "You missed the rest of your shift." Aya said, breaking the silence.
"Huh? Oh!!! I'm sorry, Aya, I had to go see about something." (PN: hehehe.you can make Omi explain.) "What did you have to see about? What were you doing in your room for the last three hours?" Aya questioned. (PN: Hehehe) (Prodigy)
"Well. I. well." Omi said as he tried to think of a good explanation, but under the swordsman's icy glare, Omi couldn't think of anything to tell him. He definitely couldn't tell him the truth.. That wasn't an option.
"You see. first I checked my email really quick because I was expecting something from a friend, but it wasn't there so, I decided to look over some of the flower shops receipts, and then I. kinda well.. Fell asleep," Omi explained with the most sincere look he could muster. He hated to lie to Aya, but if he knew the truth, Omi would be in more trouble than he could get out of. "School was really stressful today, so I'm sorry, it won't happen again."
Aya looked at Omi, not really giving away anything to what he was thinking. "Fine. If what you say is true then you're off the hook. Don't ever let it happen again" With that he walked off, and Omi breathed a big sigh of relief. (Bombay)
That had been a close one. What would Aya have done if he found out Omi was trying to communicate with an enemy? Just the thought sent shivers down his spine. He decided to dismiss the idea for now. He turned his attention to the homework he had just started. Math was starting to get harder. (PN: I don't know...is he in Precalc right now? 17 years old? I don't know....decided to go neutral.) After 15 minutes of staring at the word problem, he finally gave up. He would go surf the web, and update the website for this club at school. (PN: I had to throw in school and the internet. I just had to.)
He was in the middle of updating the website when an IM popped up. (PN: Now we get to the fun part!!! Heeheehee) He took out the slip of paper Nagi had handed to him. The screen name matched! He hurriedly typed back, hello. And then: how did you get this screen name? He waited a while, and the words appeared: I traced it. It was easy. I do it all the time. (PN: carry on!! ^_~) (Prodigy)
(BoN: I'm going to set it up like what you would see on the computer when you IM. I'm making up Omi's now, but I'll go back later and put down what you put for Nagi's later.)
Bombays Freesias: So you're saying that you're duties on Schwartz are similar to mine?
TeleNagikinesis: I guess you can say that.
Bombays Freesias: Well, it's not everyday that you find an assassin/computer hacker in the neighborhood.
TeleNagikinesis: I suppose not. Anyways, I'd liked to thank you for the flower. As you might have seen, I'm not used to be treated so kindly. I definitely didn't expect it from an enemy. I'd like to say thank you. I think I've failed to say it before.
Bombays Freesias: I'm flattered. You're welcome always. *genki grin*
TeleNagikinesis: I was wondering. could I ask you something?
Bombays Freesias: Anything. (BoN: Leave you with lots of opportunity here. Oh! Abyssinian has her own profile on FF.N! http://www.fanfiction.net/profile.php?userid=306193 I don't think you can read her stories though. Oh well) (Bombay)
(Nagi's s/n: teleNagikinesis funny, huh?)
Nagi didn't really think he should ask him yet.
teleNagikinesis: Um...uh....how old are you?
Startled by the simple question asked by such a complex being, Omi hesitated, wondering if there was any underlaying meaning. Finding none, he replied:
Bombays Freesias: uh...I'm 17. (PN: if that age is wrong, I'm going to kill myself!!!)
Nagi knocked himself on his head. He couldn't bring himself to ask him if he was going out with anyone yet. But, he thought to himself, he could wait. All he had to do was monitor his phoneline and his computer to see who he called, and who he communicated with. The tracking system on his computer did come in handy sometimes.
Bombays Freesias: Hey, where do you go to school? I might be able to meet you there, and we can talk some more.
One surprise after another. Nagi hadn't expected this. More than delighted Omi had saved him the trouble of making the first move, Nagi replied: (PN: I don't know where he goes to school. Do you?) (Prodigy)
(BoN: so. Neutral Territory! Let's try to come up with something more original next time, ne?
teleNagikinesis: I go to Tokyo Prep. (BoN; brain dead on what to name it, but all I know is that he goes to a prestigious and expensive school because of his uniform.) You know where that is?
Nagi felt a little nervous telling Omi this, since he was an enemy and all. Maybe it wasn't such a good idea since his enemies could find him whenever they wanted to. He was just going to have to trust him.
Bombays Freesias: So. uh. what should I call you? I mean all I have to call is Schwartz or Prodigy.
teleNagikinesis: You can call me Nagi, but please, let's refrain from using our names while we talk online. In case our messages are read by any of our teammates.
Bombays_Freesias: Um.. Okay. Call me Omi except for online purposes. I have a question. Why do you trust me so much?
(BoN; I leave you here, I'll let you have Nagi answer. Have fun!)
There was a little hesitation on the other side. Nagi hadn't been ready for this question, but he knew exactly how to say it.
teleNagikinesis: I don't know...
teleNagikinesis: you're different.
teleNagikinesis: No one's ever treated me so kindly, let alone an enemy.
Another hesitation...
teleNagikinesis: Even the guys I live with.
He had said it. Nagi's part of the story had gone through. Now all that was left was to see what Omi's reaction would be. He didn't want to believe getting in touch with Omi was a mistake. He really had so much hope in Omi, and he wanted to believe it.
Bombays Freesias: ...
"Oh my God. He doesn't understand. It was all a mistake. Why was I so stupid?!" Nagi thought to himself.
Bombays Freesias: I'm so sorry.
Bombays Freesias: I can only imagine the pain you're going through
Bombays Freesias: How long has this been going on?
That took Nagi by surprise. (PN: love that tiny rollercoaster in the plot there.) (Prodigy)
(BoN: I have no idea what you mean by the last question, but I'll add to it to the best of my ability/)
teleNagikinesis: *sigh* I don't know for awhile I guess.Ever since I joined the team. I'm used to it now, though.
Omi sat back and read what he said carefully. He couldn't help, but feel pity for Nagi. He understood quite well the pressure and the trauma that came with their night lives. Even he didn't know how he would have made it through without the support of Yohji, Ken, or even Aya to help him through the bad times (BoN: I'm think along the lines of episodes 7, 10, 11, 12 and whatever else there is).
Bombays Freesias: *gives comforting hug* I'm so sorry. I wish that there was some way that I could help you.
teleNagikinesis: Maybe there is. *hesitates slightly* why do you care so much? I mean, this morning we were enemies. but now we are almost like friends. why is that?
Bombays Freesias: remember what you said earlier? How you said that I was different? I guess it goes the same for you. I mean I can see it in your eyes. I can see that you probably would have been a lot different under different circumstances. You're eyes tell me of experiences that people shouldn't have to deal with in a life time. And I see sincerity in them. That's what makes the difference.
(BoN; no more from me now! You can write Nagi's reaction!) (Bombay)
teleNagikinesis: Um...thank you.
Bombays Freesias: For what?
teleNagikinesis: For being so nice to me.
Bombays Freesias: Oh it was nothing.
Bombays Freesias: It's my nature, I guess.
teleNagikinesis is no longer signed on
"Hmmm...." Omi thought, that was odd. Nagi wouldn't do that. He assumed his computer was very high tech, so it wouldn't shut down on him, unless he shut it down himself. What if...
Oh no!!! is he in trouble?
At the schwarz penthouse, in one of the rooms
"Are you in there, chibi?"
Oh my God. Of all the people to come knocking, it just had to be a telepath.
Schu burst into Nagi's room. "What's up, kid?" he asked coolly. He was bored, so he was looking for something to do. After seeing the light glow of Nagi's computer screen, Schu decided to go tease him.
"Nothing. Nothing at all." Nagi told him emotionlessly.
"Ooo.are you talking to your little friends over the computer? Are you talking about me?" Schu reached over to see what Nagi was talking about online.
Nagi knew not to object, thanking God that he logged of just in time. He didn't want Schu to find out about Omi.
"See." Nagi indicated to the computer screen, "Nothing at all."
"Tch.you're no fun!" Schu told him. (Bombay)(I didn't want him to leave in case you wanted Schu to do something.)
Secretly in his mind, he thought, "The little chibi never talks like that.I wonder, is he hiding something? I'll just probe.a little."
Meanwhile, Nagi thought, "if I pull up my mental barrier, he will suspect something. I'll just have to stay calm." Schuldig was about to enter Prodigy's mind when Crawford called, "Schuldig, you have a job tonight, remember? The one at the drug factory. And you're late!"
The telepath gave a mental sigh, still with the malicious smile pasted on his face.
When the door of his room slammed behind the frustrated telepath, Nagi gave a much-needed sigh. "That was close." He thought. (PN: Whew! I was sweatin' for him.) (Prodigy)
(BoN: Nagi DOES talk like that! That's why I wrote it that way!) Nagi looked at his homework. Not much there.It could wait 'till later. He went to his computer to log back on to the internet, hoping that Omi might still be online.
But he wasn't
Nagi was slightly disappointed, but he had the feeling that he would see him soon. If Omi didn't have something in mind, he would plan something. He would make sure that their lives would cross, even though it had many risks attached to it. (Bombay)
(PN: Just because this feels like the end of a chapter, let's make this the end of a chapter.)
To be continued.
Bombay Notes: Okay, that was cool. It's so much to write this way! Get ready for the second chapter of insanity! It should be up in 2 weeks.
PN= Prodigy Notes
BoN= Bombay Notes
(Name)= whoever wrote the previous paragraph
Bombay and (^_~) Prodigy
Boredom has set in again so guess what!!! We're going to start another add on story! No kanji practice for me! She doesn't seem to see me, so I'm going to start once again! I changed my mind. This will only be an Omi/Nagi thing. We need one of these! So here we go!
Bombay
Chapter One
Omi came home from school one day. It was a rather hard day, packed with tests and tons of homework. Now he looked forward to a day of work at the flower shop, this option filled with screaming fan girls and inventory that needed to be moved. It looked like a really bad day so far. (Bon: maybe something else will change his mind, ne?) (Bombay)
(PN: Well if you insist) As he climbed the stairs up to his room, he thought about his day at school which went by normally, but there were some things that he couldn't help but notice. For example, there were a lot of loose shoes hanging around on the trees and basketball nets. Plus, there were many people who fainted out on the basketball courts. (PN: I'm going to throw in a little mystery.^_~) (Prodigy)
(BoN: Not today Zerg! I'll get out of this!) It worried Omi a lot to think that the teacher of the PE classes would work all the students at the school that hard, but in the back of his mind, he knew that the teacher wasn't THAT bad. He was mean, but he wouldn't do anything that would get the school a lawsuit. He turned his attention back to the plant that he was watering. He accidentally made it overflow! (BoN: he started working as he thought. I just noticed the hole in the plot) (Bombay)
(PN: Okay. if you dislike action fics so much, we can take out the mystery part) He quickly grabbed a towel to keep the water from flowing to the carpet. As he mopped up the windowsill, his mind drifted back to school. (PN: Hm. let's find an entrance for Nagi.) (PN: This is hard.) Just then, a car passed by the widow at top speed, but he couldn't miss it. It was one of the Schwartz cars. The blur of green confirmed it was the green (PN:. I don't know.) jeep that they drove into the church to whisk an unconscious Farfarello away. (Prodigy)
(BoN: What the. hey! What exactly are you trying to say here? Oh well. I guess I'll work it out the best that I can.) *Is that who I think it is?* Omi thought to himself nervously, fear starting to pump adrenaline through his veins. If that was the case, then he must keep his guard up. (BoN: I guess I'll do it for you) Just then, the door opened and in walked Prodigy, looking obviously lost and out of place. Omi, who hadn't noticed exactly who walked in, went to go help the new customer. "Hello," he said in his normal genki tone, "welcome to the Koneko no Sumu Ie flower shop. How can I help." He paused as he looked up and saw who he was talking to. "You!!!" he shouted feeling around his pockets for darts. "What are you doing here?!" (Bombay)
Omi could already feel the "ki" (PN: energy) emitted from Nagi, but for some reason, he was hesitating. Omi could still feel the same power when Nagi had witnessed the death of his beloved Tot. The whole building had crumbled to the ground under his power. The two teenagers stood there, in the flower shop poised to fight. Omi had found what he was looking for, armed with his poison darts, and Nagi's mind ready to stop them in a fight. Omi was still at a disadvantage, because nothing could help him if Nagi hurled all the vases from the shelves. He thought about calling for Ken, Aya, and Yohji, but Nagi would have made his move by then. (PN:Ooo. it's getting exciting!) (Prodigy)
Omi's insides squirmed with fear knowing that he didn't have a chance if they starting to battle. The last time he went against him, he got pinned to a wall, being totally helpless. But was Nagi really going to risk exposing himself as a telekinetic to society? (BoN: flower shop remember? People will be in there!) Customers were still rummaging through the flowers, trying to decide what they wanted.
After a long silence, Nagi finally answered Omi (BoN: I'll give three guesses what he might say!) "I'm not here to fight, Weiß. I was just sent here to pick up flowers for someone. He never told me that I would meet you here.he, of all people, would have known you'd be here." (BoN: Wow, I think I left you with so much opportunity here shouldn't have backed you into a corner) (Bombay)
"Naturally You guys are always looking forward to kill us," Omi shot back. The fact that Nagi was a member of Schwarz did not seem to matter as the younger boy seemed hurt by the others' words. Omi sensed the change in expression as he relaxed a bit, but still ready to fight. Their, confrontation was interrupted as Yohji walked casually up the spiral, humming to his CD. Looking up, he suddenly dropped the player and hand shot to his wire wielding instrument.
"What the heck is he doing here?!"
"I just came to pick up the flowers I ordered," Nagi answered emotionlessly. He clearly didn't want to fight (Prodigy)
"What did you order?" Omi asked him. Even though he was technically an enemy, he was still a customer after all. He deserved the same respect as everyone else. When Omi thought about it, the younger assassin never really did anything totally evil. It usually was just one of his team mates. Plus there was something about him that Omi just couldn't hate.(Bombay)
(PN: Hehehe...shounen ai hint...now I know what you're talking about...)Startled by the sudden change of topic, there was a little silence as Nagi replied: "I ordered (PN: I don't know...you're the flower person...you pick one.) the purple flowers. 3 batches. It's for a party we're holding at the Schwarz penthouse tonight." Nagi seemed a little uneasy talking about such simple, everyday things, when all other times Omi was an enemy. Talking to Omi the flourist was definitely a big change. After paying for the flowers, Nagi turned to leave, only to be called back by a very curious Omi. (PN: Very big opportunities!!! ^_~ Not backing you into a corner this time. ) (Prodigy)
"Hold on." Omi thought carefully of what to call him, "Schwartz," he decided. "That's an awful lot of flowers. Would you like me to help you carry them wherever you need them to be?"
"That won't be necessary, Weiss, but thanks for offering. I have a ride, Nagi said quietly turning his head away to hide his small blush.
"Well. then. here." Omi handed him another flower. "This is a violet. It means to cheer up in the language of flowers (BoN: think first episode), and by the looks of things, you seem a little down. (BoN: I just remembered. Yohji is still there! I totally forgot about him!) (Bombay)
Yohji eyed the teens suspiciously. He was always the first to detect a relationship at early stages, and he was definitely sensing a bond coming on. As he thought about it, the two teens were so much alike. Both of them had their childhodd wrenched away from them, and they were now assassins, fighting for their own reasons. The two teens seemed to forget they had an audience, Yohji thought with glee. He watched on as Bombay and Prodigy continued on with their "friendly" conversation (PN: You can write the dialogue. You write cute dialogue) (Prodigy)
(BoN: If you insist. I don't think my dialogue is all that good. you flatter me!) Nagi stared curiously at the flower that Omi had offered him. *There must be a catch somewhere. I know there is* Nagi looked at Omi's face, hoping to find the answers in his expressions.
But he couldn't find any. All he could see were sparkling light blue eyes that danced slightly with anticipation and studied his every move, a warm smile that made Omi's face glow, and the tiniest hind of worry, as if he put his heart on the line. He seemed totally sincere with the gift. (BoN: I'll let you decide whether he accepts or not) (Bombay)
(PN: aww.. That's sooooo cute!) Slowly, cautiously a slender hand reached up to accept the flower. Everyone in the room seemed to be holding their breath. Flowers in hand, Nagis's eyes slowly climbed up to meet Omi's. Just when things started to lok up, the door to the basement was flung open. Abyssinian just stood there, staring at the youthful boys. Oddly, Omi noticed there was little hate in Abyssinian's eyes as he looked at Nagi, then Omi. Nagi took Aya's entrance as his exit, and turned to shake Omi's hand. "My ride is here."
Eyes on Nagi's retreating form, Omi ran up the stairs to his room. Behind closed doors, Omi inspected the slip of paper Nagi had given him in the palm of his hand. To his surprise, it looked like an email address! (PN: ups.. And downs. wee!) (Prodigy)
Omi put the email address in a safe spot. After all, he had to go back and finish his shift. He was still surprised with Nagi's actions. Nagi seemed at times very anti-social and cold, who would have known Nagi would react this way to a simple, sincere act of kindness. Omi guessed that in most of his life, he'd been treated badly. He had seen the slight falter in Nagi's normally cold façade, a change that was so small that Omi only saw it in his eyes (BoN: I love Nagi's eyes in the anime! They are so pretty!) The small flicker of emotion in his eyes startled Omi a bit, but it reminded him that Nagi was still human, a child at that.
Omi looked at the email address again. He quickly flipped the switch on his computer to turn on the machine. After booting up the computer, he added Nagi to his address book of buddies, and hoped to see what will happen with the opportunity that was handed to him (BoN: Scene/Time change next?) (Bombay)
3Hours Later
He was slightly disappointed because he had not seen Nagi online. He had been waiting patiently online on the computer in his room for three hours, reading some stories to pass the time, but Nagi still hadn't showed up. However, being the genki child that he is, his hopes were still high just having Nagi's address on hand.
Going over every second of their brief confrontation, Omi walked surprisingly slow down the stairs to the shop. It was Aya's shift right now, and anybody in the room could tell Omi had something on his mind, and Aya knew just what that was. "You missed the rest of your shift." Aya said, breaking the silence.
"Huh? Oh!!! I'm sorry, Aya, I had to go see about something." (PN: hehehe.you can make Omi explain.) "What did you have to see about? What were you doing in your room for the last three hours?" Aya questioned. (PN: Hehehe) (Prodigy)
"Well. I. well." Omi said as he tried to think of a good explanation, but under the swordsman's icy glare, Omi couldn't think of anything to tell him. He definitely couldn't tell him the truth.. That wasn't an option.
"You see. first I checked my email really quick because I was expecting something from a friend, but it wasn't there so, I decided to look over some of the flower shops receipts, and then I. kinda well.. Fell asleep," Omi explained with the most sincere look he could muster. He hated to lie to Aya, but if he knew the truth, Omi would be in more trouble than he could get out of. "School was really stressful today, so I'm sorry, it won't happen again."
Aya looked at Omi, not really giving away anything to what he was thinking. "Fine. If what you say is true then you're off the hook. Don't ever let it happen again" With that he walked off, and Omi breathed a big sigh of relief. (Bombay)
That had been a close one. What would Aya have done if he found out Omi was trying to communicate with an enemy? Just the thought sent shivers down his spine. He decided to dismiss the idea for now. He turned his attention to the homework he had just started. Math was starting to get harder. (PN: I don't know...is he in Precalc right now? 17 years old? I don't know....decided to go neutral.) After 15 minutes of staring at the word problem, he finally gave up. He would go surf the web, and update the website for this club at school. (PN: I had to throw in school and the internet. I just had to.)
He was in the middle of updating the website when an IM popped up. (PN: Now we get to the fun part!!! Heeheehee) He took out the slip of paper Nagi had handed to him. The screen name matched! He hurriedly typed back, hello. And then: how did you get this screen name? He waited a while, and the words appeared: I traced it. It was easy. I do it all the time. (PN: carry on!! ^_~) (Prodigy)
(BoN: I'm going to set it up like what you would see on the computer when you IM. I'm making up Omi's now, but I'll go back later and put down what you put for Nagi's later.)
Bombays Freesias: So you're saying that you're duties on Schwartz are similar to mine?
TeleNagikinesis: I guess you can say that.
Bombays Freesias: Well, it's not everyday that you find an assassin/computer hacker in the neighborhood.
TeleNagikinesis: I suppose not. Anyways, I'd liked to thank you for the flower. As you might have seen, I'm not used to be treated so kindly. I definitely didn't expect it from an enemy. I'd like to say thank you. I think I've failed to say it before.
Bombays Freesias: I'm flattered. You're welcome always. *genki grin*
TeleNagikinesis: I was wondering. could I ask you something?
Bombays Freesias: Anything. (BoN: Leave you with lots of opportunity here. Oh! Abyssinian has her own profile on FF.N! http://www.fanfiction.net/profile.php?userid=306193 I don't think you can read her stories though. Oh well) (Bombay)
(Nagi's s/n: teleNagikinesis funny, huh?)
Nagi didn't really think he should ask him yet.
teleNagikinesis: Um...uh....how old are you?
Startled by the simple question asked by such a complex being, Omi hesitated, wondering if there was any underlaying meaning. Finding none, he replied:
Bombays Freesias: uh...I'm 17. (PN: if that age is wrong, I'm going to kill myself!!!)
Nagi knocked himself on his head. He couldn't bring himself to ask him if he was going out with anyone yet. But, he thought to himself, he could wait. All he had to do was monitor his phoneline and his computer to see who he called, and who he communicated with. The tracking system on his computer did come in handy sometimes.
Bombays Freesias: Hey, where do you go to school? I might be able to meet you there, and we can talk some more.
One surprise after another. Nagi hadn't expected this. More than delighted Omi had saved him the trouble of making the first move, Nagi replied: (PN: I don't know where he goes to school. Do you?) (Prodigy)
(BoN: so. Neutral Territory! Let's try to come up with something more original next time, ne?
teleNagikinesis: I go to Tokyo Prep. (BoN; brain dead on what to name it, but all I know is that he goes to a prestigious and expensive school because of his uniform.) You know where that is?
Nagi felt a little nervous telling Omi this, since he was an enemy and all. Maybe it wasn't such a good idea since his enemies could find him whenever they wanted to. He was just going to have to trust him.
Bombays Freesias: So. uh. what should I call you? I mean all I have to call is Schwartz or Prodigy.
teleNagikinesis: You can call me Nagi, but please, let's refrain from using our names while we talk online. In case our messages are read by any of our teammates.
Bombays_Freesias: Um.. Okay. Call me Omi except for online purposes. I have a question. Why do you trust me so much?
(BoN; I leave you here, I'll let you have Nagi answer. Have fun!)
There was a little hesitation on the other side. Nagi hadn't been ready for this question, but he knew exactly how to say it.
teleNagikinesis: I don't know...
teleNagikinesis: you're different.
teleNagikinesis: No one's ever treated me so kindly, let alone an enemy.
Another hesitation...
teleNagikinesis: Even the guys I live with.
He had said it. Nagi's part of the story had gone through. Now all that was left was to see what Omi's reaction would be. He didn't want to believe getting in touch with Omi was a mistake. He really had so much hope in Omi, and he wanted to believe it.
Bombays Freesias: ...
"Oh my God. He doesn't understand. It was all a mistake. Why was I so stupid?!" Nagi thought to himself.
Bombays Freesias: I'm so sorry.
Bombays Freesias: I can only imagine the pain you're going through
Bombays Freesias: How long has this been going on?
That took Nagi by surprise. (PN: love that tiny rollercoaster in the plot there.) (Prodigy)
(BoN: I have no idea what you mean by the last question, but I'll add to it to the best of my ability/)
teleNagikinesis: *sigh* I don't know for awhile I guess.Ever since I joined the team. I'm used to it now, though.
Omi sat back and read what he said carefully. He couldn't help, but feel pity for Nagi. He understood quite well the pressure and the trauma that came with their night lives. Even he didn't know how he would have made it through without the support of Yohji, Ken, or even Aya to help him through the bad times (BoN: I'm think along the lines of episodes 7, 10, 11, 12 and whatever else there is).
Bombays Freesias: *gives comforting hug* I'm so sorry. I wish that there was some way that I could help you.
teleNagikinesis: Maybe there is. *hesitates slightly* why do you care so much? I mean, this morning we were enemies. but now we are almost like friends. why is that?
Bombays Freesias: remember what you said earlier? How you said that I was different? I guess it goes the same for you. I mean I can see it in your eyes. I can see that you probably would have been a lot different under different circumstances. You're eyes tell me of experiences that people shouldn't have to deal with in a life time. And I see sincerity in them. That's what makes the difference.
(BoN; no more from me now! You can write Nagi's reaction!) (Bombay)
teleNagikinesis: Um...thank you.
Bombays Freesias: For what?
teleNagikinesis: For being so nice to me.
Bombays Freesias: Oh it was nothing.
Bombays Freesias: It's my nature, I guess.
teleNagikinesis is no longer signed on
"Hmmm...." Omi thought, that was odd. Nagi wouldn't do that. He assumed his computer was very high tech, so it wouldn't shut down on him, unless he shut it down himself. What if...
Oh no!!! is he in trouble?
At the schwarz penthouse, in one of the rooms
"Are you in there, chibi?"
Oh my God. Of all the people to come knocking, it just had to be a telepath.
Schu burst into Nagi's room. "What's up, kid?" he asked coolly. He was bored, so he was looking for something to do. After seeing the light glow of Nagi's computer screen, Schu decided to go tease him.
"Nothing. Nothing at all." Nagi told him emotionlessly.
"Ooo.are you talking to your little friends over the computer? Are you talking about me?" Schu reached over to see what Nagi was talking about online.
Nagi knew not to object, thanking God that he logged of just in time. He didn't want Schu to find out about Omi.
"See." Nagi indicated to the computer screen, "Nothing at all."
"Tch.you're no fun!" Schu told him. (Bombay)(I didn't want him to leave in case you wanted Schu to do something.)
Secretly in his mind, he thought, "The little chibi never talks like that.I wonder, is he hiding something? I'll just probe.a little."
Meanwhile, Nagi thought, "if I pull up my mental barrier, he will suspect something. I'll just have to stay calm." Schuldig was about to enter Prodigy's mind when Crawford called, "Schuldig, you have a job tonight, remember? The one at the drug factory. And you're late!"
The telepath gave a mental sigh, still with the malicious smile pasted on his face.
When the door of his room slammed behind the frustrated telepath, Nagi gave a much-needed sigh. "That was close." He thought. (PN: Whew! I was sweatin' for him.) (Prodigy)
(BoN: Nagi DOES talk like that! That's why I wrote it that way!) Nagi looked at his homework. Not much there.It could wait 'till later. He went to his computer to log back on to the internet, hoping that Omi might still be online.
But he wasn't
Nagi was slightly disappointed, but he had the feeling that he would see him soon. If Omi didn't have something in mind, he would plan something. He would make sure that their lives would cross, even though it had many risks attached to it. (Bombay)
(PN: Just because this feels like the end of a chapter, let's make this the end of a chapter.)
To be continued.
Bombay Notes: Okay, that was cool. It's so much to write this way! Get ready for the second chapter of insanity! It should be up in 2 weeks.