A/N- Okay, this chapter is mostly about Omi. Hope you enjoy. Oh, yeah. Schwartz is in this chapter. (Woohoo) Oh, I've decided this will be an OmixNagi pairing. Thank you, Yanagi-sen, for helping me decide.

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Unsure Feelings: Chapter 2

By: RurouniGirl


Omi groaned as he slowly regained consciousness. He opened his eyes and looked around, trying to figure out where he was. He was in a dark room, lit by a single light bulb hanging from the ceiling. The only furniture in the room was the chair he was tied to.

He shifted slightly and hissed at the sharp pain in his side.

"So, you finally woke up," a voice said.

Omi looked up as two men entered the room. The man who had spoken before walked toward him.

"The boss wasn't too happy that you and that friend of yours tried to kill him."

Omi didn't say anything.

"The boss wants to know why you wanted to kill him."

Again, Omi remained silent.

The man slapped him across the face. "Why?" he shouted.

"Because what he's doing is wrong," Omi replied.

"And what exactly is he doing that's so wrong?"

Omi didn't look up as he replied, "Selling experimental drugs to kids. Hundreds of kids have died because of it."

The man smiled maliciously and motioned for the second man to untie Omi.

"The boss gave us orders to make sure you don't talk."

As he approached him, Omi had a sinking feeling in his gut. As the man proceeded to beat Omi, he called out with his mind, mentally screaming for help.

~*~*~*~*~*~

The two men stopped mid-punch and turned around as the door burst opened.

"What the hell?"

They were cut off as an invisible hand pushed them away. Schuldich left the two men to Nagi as he went and knelt down next to Omi.

"Hey, are you okay?"

Omi opened his eyes and looked up at Schuldich, fear visible in his eyes. Schuldich smiled, trying to reassure Omi.

"Don't worry. I'm not going to hurt you. I'm here to help."

Omi didn't know why the ex-members of Schwartz were helping him, but he was glad they were. He tried to say something, but found he was unable to use his voice. So he thought what he wanted to say instead.

'I can't stand.'

Schuldich nodded. 'I'll carry you.'

Carefully, he lifted Omi's limp form and carried him from the building. Nagi came out a few moments later. He looked at Schuldich.

"I'll go get my car," Schuldich said. "You stay here with Omi. Let me know if something's wrong."

Nagi nodded, and sat down next to where Schu had put Omi down. He looked down at the youngest member of Weiß. Ever since the first time Schwartz had gone up against Weiß, Nagi had always felt strange whenever he saw Omi. 'But what was this strange feeling?'

The honking of the car horn interrupted his thoughts. Using his powers, Nagi lifted Omi off the ground and gently laid him in the back seat. He climbed in next to Schuldich.

"Do you think he'll be okay?" he asked.

Schuldich shrugged. "I don't know."

~*~*~*~*~*~

Crawford sat at his computer typing when he was interrupted by Shculdich.

'What is it, Schu? I'm very busy.'

He could hear Schu's laughter echoing through his mind. 'You're always busy, Bradley.'

Brad scowled. 'Don't call me Bradley.'

Schu laughed again.

'What is it, Schu?'

Schuldich immediately sobered. 'We have a little emergency.'

'What kind of emergency?' Brad asked.

'Bombay. He's injured.'

That startled Brad. 'How bad is he injured?'

'We're not sure. He looks pretty bad, though.'

'Get him here as fast as you can,' Brad instructed.

~*~*~*~*~*~

Brad had called in a doctor friend of his and he had cleaned, stitched, and bandaged Omi. Nagi, Schuldich, and Brad were waiting outside the room as the doctor came out.

"How is he?" Nagi asked.

The doctor smiled. "With a few days of rest and this medicine, he should be fine," he said, handing a prescription to Crawford.

Brad nodded. "Thank you." He walked the doctor to the door.

Nagi stood where he was. 'Omi's gonna be okay.'

Schuldich sighed in relief. Then he sucked in his breath.

Nagi turned toward him. "What's wrong?"

Schuldich looked considerably paler as he replied. "Someone's gonna have to tell the rest of Weiß where Omi is. There probably worried sick about him."

"That's a good idea," Brad said, grinning. "Thanks for volunteering, Schu."

The German groaned. 'How did he always get stuck with these things?'



Author's Notes: So, what do you think? Let me know. Please review. Remember, I like reviews. ^_~ RurouniGirl