I'm sorry I haven't updated for a long time!! Gomen, gomen. I'm advertising: go see my other stories, Kritiker Recruits and No Turning Back!! I know this chapter will be shorter, and I'm sorry, but sometimes I can't write THAT long chapters. . .

Chapter Six

Schuldig sighed. His wonderful plan wasn't working. Maybe he should cut it out . . . before Braddy found out and ruined it. He pondered for a moment, and came up with a solution. If he could just reach into all of the minds of the people he made his plan on . . . he'd better find out soon!!

Schuldig grinned. If he couldn't find any attraction to any of the people to whom he wanted it to go to, he'd just have to find out who they did like and maybe . . . pair himself up with Braddy! It wouldn't be SO bad . . . and plenty of fun!

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"Oi, Omi-kun!" A black-haired classmate of Nagi's and Omi's ran up to them as they were walking in the hallway, at the end of school.

"Hai?" Omi asked, smiling at the boy.

"Do you want to come to the party at Ueno Park (I don't know where this actually is, but yeah. . .) tonight?" he asked, glancing uncertainly at Nagi.

"Sure!" Omi grinned. "What is it, a class party?"

"Yeah, we're allowed to stay at the park for as long as we want! You can bring drinks. Nagi-kun can come too. . ."

Nagi could tell that his classmate didn't really like him; but then, no one in the class really liked him, so he was used to it.

"We'll come, if we can!" Omi assured him. "We just have to get permission."

"Yoshi! You can bring drinks then! Well, see you at the party, then!" Their classmate ran off again, waving.

"Do you really think we can go? Or that we should?" Nagi asked Omi, warily. He hated it when people just invited him because of another person.

"Why not? I don't think you get out much. Do you?" Omi smiled when Nagi shook his head. "I thought not. So why don't we go? I'll make sure you have fun!"

Nagi stared at the older teen that was confident in his ability to make other people happy. "I- I've never been to a party like this before, only formal ones with. . ."

"Ah. Well, like I said, its okay, I'll stay with you when we go." Omi reassured him. Nagi was still doubtful, but trusted Omi to live up to his promise.

Trust? Nagi blinked his eyes from surprise. I trust him that much? I guess I'll have to for now, I mean, we HAVE to do our assignment together . . . but will I still trust him afterwards? Nagi ignored the last question his mind gave him, and stopped thinking about it. They had the problem of the party for now.

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They had gotten permission to go after all. Aya went out to visit his sister, and Yohji was dating yet again, so Ken told them to just go. Nagi was nervous; it WAS his first time, and no one really liked him. He didn't know what to really do.

When they arrived, Omi set the drinks down near the table and gestured for Nagi to join him. They ate and talked, well, mostly Omi talked, to the people there. Not much was said to Nagi, and when there was, it was just a greeting.

The people there (about twenty students) decided to have a game of monkey in the middle. There was more than one person in the middle, but more people joined in once the game started. Omi got Nagi to join, and they played. It was fun, even though Nagi didn't hit the ball much. He watched and enjoyed the fun and laughter as everyone kept blaming a couple of people, including Omi, for the misses of the ball. He took it good naturedly though, and laughed with them. They counted how long they could keep the ball away from the ground and the middle people, and finally reached eighteen. Most of the time the ball was too far or close, and people missed. It WAS fun, just as Omi told him it would be.

After the game, everyone started to eat a little and a few people left. It seemed that some people warmed to him a little, and even talked a tiny bit to him. All in all, it seemed like a nice night.

Nagi drank a root beer, his favorite soda, after the game. It tasted different than other root beers, but it didn't taste too bad. After he drank the can though, everything looked a little fuzzy. Omi joined him as he sat down heavily.

"Nagi-kun? Daijoubuka(are you all right)?" Omi's voice was concerned.

"Daijoubu, Omi-kun (I'm all right)," Nagi replied, his voice a bit slurred. "Why do you never call me just Nagi?" His voice took on a sad tone.

"Nanda (what)?" Omi was startled at the question. "You've never told me you wanted to be called just Nagi. Are you sure you're all right? Your voice. . ."

"Ah!" Omi caught Nagi as he fell sideways onto Omi. Omi carefully placed his head on his lap. "What happened?"

"Shirimasen(I don't know)," came the slurred reply. "Can we go now, onegai(please)? I feel weird. . ."

Omi looked Nagi over. His face was slightly flushed, and he seemed dizzy.

"Omi-san!" A girl came over. "We've found out that someone put alcohol in the root beers!! Don't drink them. Oh no, is Nagi-san drunk?"

"Did you drink any root beer?" Omi asked the dazed boy.

Nagi nodded his head. He winced and put a hand to his head. "Itai. . ."

"I'd better tell everyone to go now," the girl said worriedly. "Jaa ne, Omi-san."

"Jaa," Omi called after the retreating figure.

"Iku, Nagi," Omi said softly to Nagi. He helped Nagi up and put one of Nagi's arms around his shoulder and a hand around Nagi's waist to help him walk.

"Omi-kun, I can walk," Nagi protested weakly. They both knew he couldn't, so Omi ignored him. "I can use my powers!"

"Hontou?" Omi asked him, his voice skeptical. "With the stuff you drank?"

Nagi blushed, and muttered, "Probably not."

"So, you can't take alcohol, Nagi?" Omi teased him. "Maybe it's your age, you ARE younger."

"I bet YOU didn't drink alcohol before," Nagi challenged.

"I didn't, but I bet my alcohol intake is better than yours," Omi returned, grinning.

Nagi 'hn'ed and continued the walk to the train and to the shop. He had a slight smile on his lips through the trip home. A hangover would be his worst enemy tomorrow, though, even if he didn't drink before.

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Farfarello watched as his prey had fun at the party. The exchanges between the two teens made him want to kill Nagi and take his prey away, but he knew that it wasn't the right moment yet. He would wait, however patiently for the right moment to present itself, and he would take Omi away from anyone else who wanted him.

End Chapter Six

I am soooooo sorry!! I didn't update for a month!! And this chapter isn't THAT long!! I PROMISE to write longer next time, nee? Please don't do anything to me!! For anyone who didn't read the beginning: Read my two other fics, Kritiker Recruits and No Turning Back, anyone that didn't read them!! Please? See the review button? It's the one thing that is ritual for all fanfics!! Reviewing!!