R_M : There ... I didn't dare to keep you waiting for long .
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His body shook with anticipation at the plunging depth in front of him .
Nagi was ready to die .
He pried his fingers off the bar with frightful eagerness , feeling a sort of exhilaration at the freedom . He was finally doing something that he wanted ... something that no one else dictated .
He was his own person again !
And soon ... soon Ken was going to wrap his arms around him and tell him that everything is going to be alright . Just like he used to do an eon before .
Everything was going to be perfect .
Before long , he was plummeting towards the icy waters , every drop of blood streaming through his veins screamed for liberation ; his whole being throbbed with joy at being free again – at being whole .
The waves fought for claim , thrusting up , splashing towards the new prey until at last , Nagi hit the frigid waters with a crushing blow .
The waters folded over him like a mountain of glacial blankets , and he was sinking deep ... deep ... into the darkness ... into oblivion ...
Finally .
It was over .
Wait for me ... Ken .
And the darkness closed in over him .
Peace at last .
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R_M : This is a super duper short chapter ne ? Oh well . Thanks for all the great reviews I got from the last chapter . I hope you guys will continue supporting this fic until the very end .
I know I will get flames for killing Nagi !
But ...
But ...
But ...
Well you see ... *fidgets*
As I was saying ...
What I mean is ...
It ain't over till it's over !
Bwahahahahahahahahahahaha !!!† † †
Suddenly , warm fingers clutched at his arm and tugged him violently upwards .
Nagi was jerked out of his frosty haven by an invading presence and he was slowly rising up to the surface .
His eyes spasmed painfully as he tried to make out who his unwelcome saviour was .
He tried to struggle , but in vain .
He tried to pry the firm grip loose so that he could return to his peace , but the stranger would not let him go .
He tried to shout his protest , tried to scream , but only a stream of bubbles emitted from his strangled lips .
He was choking !
Choking !
He longed to go back to his peaceful slumber just mere moments ago , but it was too late !
They had already broken the surface as the frantic wailing of an ambulance shattered the night's silence .
Wheeee – ooooow – wheee – ooooow – wheee – oooowEach sound sliced through his consciousness like a sharp knife .
His dazed eyes tried to search through the thick haze as the rain continued to drum mercilessly against his skull , making his ears ring with a multitude of sounds .
Who ... is ?
Who ... ?
He couldn't see through the torrents of raindrops . He couldn't see through the splashing waves .
The identity of his saviour remained an enigma ...
But the whispered words followed him to his dreams . " It's gonna be okay kid . Everything's gonna be alright ."
Finally ...
Ken had rescued him from danger ...
... just like he used to do an eternity ago .
Welcome , darkness . Ken is waiting in my dreams .
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Schuldich stared at the unconscious boy in his arms as they bobbed up and down the surface of the violent waters .
He was having difficulty keeping both of them afloat since his clothes had been so clogged with water that it was dragging him down .
He made a mental note to himself in case anything like this ever happened again – Never wear jeans while there's a suicidal telekinetic on the loose anywhere near a bridge or a body of water .
He swung an arm forward and stroked with difficulty towards the shore where some of the men were waiting with the car . Above them , on the bridge , an ambulance screeched with the city's personnel trying to negotiate their way down to the edge of the lake but the mud and the slick ground made it hard for them to go there without losing someone in the process .
Schuldich almost sighed in relief when he felt the soft mud under his feet , and when the burly men took the deadweight from his numb fingers .
He swiped the sodden filaments of his fiery hair from his face as he wrung his utterly ruined silk shirt .
" God , that kid is heavy !" He muttered as he trudged wearily towards the unmarked car .
" ... and you ! You and your men are absolutely useless !" He shouted , pointing at the head of the guards with a dripping finger .
* It wasn't our fault the dumb kid jumped .*
The large man stared at him submissively , trying to placate the redhead with an obedient expression while all the while reasoning to himself that it wasn't their fault .
" But it was your job to keep him alive ! Remember mister ; I can actually read minds and right now , I am not happy the way yours works . Sod off . You're fired ."
Then , his cellphone rang at that moment and one of the men handed him the contraption which he flipped open . " Schuldich ."
" How is he ?" Crawford's detached voice greeted him .
" Your hired muscle is very , very disappointing , Bradley . They stood there and gaped while the little sucker was drowning . I even had to jump on in after the kid ."
He was handed a towel which he utilized conscientiously , working up on his precious hair .
" I wasn't asking about the guards . I am very much aware that you were going to do what you're supposed to ; that's why I sent you there . *How*is*Prodigy* ?"
" And aren't you aware of how he is since you're all powerful and all knowing ?" Schuldich bit back sarcastically . " Why don't you come here and see for yourself you icy sonuvabitch ." Schuldich snapped the phone close and entered the waiting car before it zoomed off towards the highway .
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Crawford looked at the phone in his hands and sighed as he replaced it back on the hook .
Ever since Schuldich came back from the asylum , they had done nothing but bicker .
Apparently , the redhead was fully aware of his intentions – or if not ; suspected something when he caught Crawford red-handedly poking inside his room .
Crawford's pride hadn't allowed him to try and explain and he kept himself aloof as his defense .
It seemed like Schuldich was dead bent on reliving all the memories he had with Siberian despite the obvious pain it was causing him , spending hours at a time in Ken's room rummaging through his things and gazing at them tenderly .
It drove Crawford mad ! So he , with a secret intention of keeping Schuldich occupied with other things , sent him to follow Nagi throughout the city.
The fact that Nagi attempted suicide today made everything easier to handle as terrible as that may sound . Now they didn't have to use brute force to bring back Prodigy , knowing that to try and do so would bring a lot of casualties .
With Nagi unconscious , he was back in their hands once more .
Farfarello had already arrived the other day after a month of rehabilitation and was as good as new ; and finally , Schwarz was whole again , in a sense ... that is .
Now the problem lay with keeping Nagi from falling apart .
Crawford intertwined his fingers in a sort of prayer-like manner , resting his on them as he watched the dancing lights inside the mission room .
The question is , how should I deal with him ?
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R_M : Got you fooled there didn't I ? *LoL and hides her hair in terror if anyone decides to grab it* Nagi couldn't very well die ! After all , I gave him my very first comprehensive 'look' last chapter , as Misura had mentioned . ( Thanks for pointing that out )
Now I know who actually reads my lil' notes at the end ne ? *wide grin*
Need I say more ?
RnR please ! ( my goal is to reach more than a hundred reviews by the end of the last chapter like you guys gave me in Confused Identity ... that'll make me ecstatic )
Misura : Hmmm ... I'm not sure about that ; although it does makes sense from an angle . As a matter of fact Yohji and Omi don't (have strong feelings for him) and Farf doesn't (the fact that he likes watching Ken sleep to hurt God doesn't count)
Rene_Hidaka : Arigatou !
Suisei_Lady_Dragon : Betcha you're glad Schu was there ne ? He did SOMETHING at LAST ! I'm not pretty sure about Omi and Yohji , they're not exactly (sorry) important in this story ... but I'll try to find them something to do ne ? And yes , as a matter of fact , I'm looking forward to that too . (although I still don't have the right inspiration to write it)
Mariki : *LoL* It is isn't it ? I particularly like Medusa's story because it's so sad , and just brings to your attention how unfair life is . Schu's here ... I'm not ready to show Ken just yet .
Am going to take a vacation this week so I probably won't be able to post anything till Monday or maybe later .
Anyway , I uh ... made another saga with a BxKxA thing ; I really really hope that people will like it .
It's called "Cry of the captive"
It's set in the WWII Nazi uh ... era .
In fact , I'm gonna post the teaser chapter with this .
Please please please review .
