Disclaimer: I do not own these characters. I am but using them for my own entertainment.
Omi keeled over retching into the pail Aya held out to him as his body convulsed in pain. He then lay back on his bed panting before curling himself into a ball as another wave of pain surged through his body. He clamped his eyes closed, tears leaking from the sides as he rocked himself. The pain just kept getting worse. At first it had just been a dull throbbing every once in awhile, and now it was never ending.
He never wanted to die so much in his life. Tonight just like the night before Omi begged Aya to kill him. To end his suffering. Aya would just lay him back down and ignore his pleadings. It was as if the older boy liked to see him being in such pain. Though Omi saw in his eyes that such a thought was preposterous.
As the pain eased to a tolerable rate Omi relaxed his body, and tried to get his breathing under control. Aya sat beside him dabbing his forehead with a cool cloth. He never said much, just stayed with Omi and took care of him. Ken and Youji had been to see him a couple of times but it was as if they couldn't bare to see him in his state or else they'd pass out. Even Mags had only been to see him once. Only Aya remained.
Omi looked up at the red head, his azure eyes nearly frantic.
"Please Aya... make the pain go away... I just want it to go away." Aya looked down at him, a small smile twitching at his lips.
"Ne... be patient Omi. The worst will come and go before you know it. Then you'll be yourself again," he assured his fallen comrade.
"The worst will come and go? You mean this isn't it?!?" Omi groaned loudly. How could things get any worse? Why couldn't they just sedate him like before? Why did there have to be so much pain?
Aya reached out and patted his hand, much as he did his sister when he went to visit her. This was sort of similar, yet with Omi something was different. The feelings were different. They were more then just taking care of a friend. He just couldn't place the feelings. He just knew they existed.
"Don't worry Omi. I'll be here with you through it all," Aya reassured the hurting teen. Omi reached out and grasped his hand holding it tighter then Aya had thought possible in his frail state.
"Promise?" he asked his blue eyes big and hopeful.
"Hai." Aya nodded giving Omi's hand a small squeeze. "You rest now... I'll be here when you wake up."
Omi smiled a bit, and released Aya's hand as his eyes began to drift shut. He didn't understand how Aya managed to slip him a sedative when he merely threw up everything he ingested, but there he was drifting into a dreamless sleep.
Omi keeled over retching into the pail Aya held out to him as his body convulsed in pain. He then lay back on his bed panting before curling himself into a ball as another wave of pain surged through his body. He clamped his eyes closed, tears leaking from the sides as he rocked himself. The pain just kept getting worse. At first it had just been a dull throbbing every once in awhile, and now it was never ending.
He never wanted to die so much in his life. Tonight just like the night before Omi begged Aya to kill him. To end his suffering. Aya would just lay him back down and ignore his pleadings. It was as if the older boy liked to see him being in such pain. Though Omi saw in his eyes that such a thought was preposterous.
As the pain eased to a tolerable rate Omi relaxed his body, and tried to get his breathing under control. Aya sat beside him dabbing his forehead with a cool cloth. He never said much, just stayed with Omi and took care of him. Ken and Youji had been to see him a couple of times but it was as if they couldn't bare to see him in his state or else they'd pass out. Even Mags had only been to see him once. Only Aya remained.
Omi looked up at the red head, his azure eyes nearly frantic.
"Please Aya... make the pain go away... I just want it to go away." Aya looked down at him, a small smile twitching at his lips.
"Ne... be patient Omi. The worst will come and go before you know it. Then you'll be yourself again," he assured his fallen comrade.
"The worst will come and go? You mean this isn't it?!?" Omi groaned loudly. How could things get any worse? Why couldn't they just sedate him like before? Why did there have to be so much pain?
Aya reached out and patted his hand, much as he did his sister when he went to visit her. This was sort of similar, yet with Omi something was different. The feelings were different. They were more then just taking care of a friend. He just couldn't place the feelings. He just knew they existed.
"Don't worry Omi. I'll be here with you through it all," Aya reassured the hurting teen. Omi reached out and grasped his hand holding it tighter then Aya had thought possible in his frail state.
"Promise?" he asked his blue eyes big and hopeful.
"Hai." Aya nodded giving Omi's hand a small squeeze. "You rest now... I'll be here when you wake up."
Omi smiled a bit, and released Aya's hand as his eyes began to drift shut. He didn't understand how Aya managed to slip him a sedative when he merely threw up everything he ingested, but there he was drifting into a dreamless sleep.
