Disclaimer: I do not own these characters. I am but using them for my own entertainment.

Author's Note: Its been brought to my attention that I've gotten a couple things wrong. Mags is supposed to be Manx, and they don't actually call themselves Vice (as I was once told) that they call themselves Weiss (hence the title). Oopsies. I kind of prefer what I've put so I'm going to keep it that way... but I apologize for the misconceptions.
Throughout the week Omi came in and out consciousness only seeing blurred visions of people going in and out of his room and muffled voices he couldn't make out. Most of the time he came awake at night, left alone wondering where he was and how long he'd been there. It wouldn't last for long though as his head would always begin to spin and he collapse into darkness.

Finally one night he came awake with a start. Not sure what had aroused him out of his darkness he looked around only to spy a dark figure standing in the corner of his room. Watching him. As they made eye contact the figure stepped forward, making Omi clutch his blanket and shrink away. Seeing the frightened actions the figure stepped into the moonlight exposing his slim figure, red hair and dark eyes.

"Aya...?" Omi whispered in a voice he didn't think was his own. Aya nodded and came closer as Omi relaxed, sitting beside his bed.

"Feeling better?" he asked concerned as he dabbed at Omi's forehead with a damp cloth. Omi nodded a bit staring up at him. "You had us all worried. We weren't sure if you were going to make it at first."

"What happened to me?" he ventured, not sure whether or not he really wanted to know.

"The monsters fangs had poison in them. You contracted the poison when it bit you."

Sighing, Omi looked around his room more, his eyes having adjusted to the darkness more. His eyes caught sight of a bunch of cards and teddy bears and various other things on his dresser.

"Where...? Who...?" he murmured trying to point at the things on his dresser but Aya prevented him from moving.

"Ouka." Was all Aya said before tending to Omi again. Changing his bandages, and making him drink some bitter tasting medicine. Omi would have began asking more questions had the medicine Aya made him take hadn't been a strong sedative. "Just rest Omi. You'll get your answers when your better."

The last thing Omi remembered from that night was the way Aya's eyes looked when he had said those last words. It was as if he had really meant to say 'if' he got better. He didn't have much time to contemplate over it though as he drifted into sleep.

Early the next day Ken and Youji were taking care of business they spotted Aya coming into the shop. He looked tired but he would never say if he was.

"How's he doing?" Ken asked handing a girl her flowers as Aya began to wrap up some bouquets.

"Still no change," he replied, tucking some flower food in the bottom of the wrapped bouquet.

"So the poison hasn't started to move out of his body yet?" Aya shook his head. Ken and Youji shared a pained look for their friend.

"Well we can hope he'll be unconscious when it does decide too," Youji commented as he flashed some of the young girls his famous grin, making them squeal happily amongst each other.

"Ne. He's been coming awake more and more. By the way things are progressing he'll be awake by the time the poison does decide to pass."

"But then..." Youji began, swallowing the lump in his throat.

"Then he'll have to go through the pain the poison causes when it moves through his body," Ken finished. Aya nodded sadly as the other two lowered their heads in respect for their friend. Now they had to prepare themselves for something they had wished they wouldn't have to.