*Ahem* yes well it seems as though it didnt paste my whole story onto chapter 2....er.Well Ill just put the rest in chapter 3.Hehe.Oh...i thought i should point out..I like Schuldig more than Crawford..so I switched their positions on the team...coughcough.Brad is now like Omi with the computer thing and Schuldig is the leader oh their team.
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Farfello turned to watch out the window.Absently stroking the hilt of his dagger.Nagi watched silently from the doorway.Schuldig came up behind him and rested his chin on Nagi's head.I think Farfello's emotions are beggining to return to him.Nagi said to Schuldig telepathically.
Yes...we should leave him to his thoughts
Schuldig rapped his arms around Nagi and led him away to Schuldig's room.
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Farfello heard their light footsteps receeding and turned from the rain splattered window.There it was again...The emotions..."NO"Farfello snapped to himself out loud.
He threw his knife into the wall just where Brad had been walking in to use the computer.Brad's sandwich dropped from his hand and he scowled, bending over to pick it up.
Farfello walked over to the bent Brad."Sorry."He mumbled and ripped hte dagger from the wall.Now Brad straightened, sandwich forgotten to fully gape at him.
Farfello blinked and quickly brushed past Brad to walk into his bedroom.He shut the door behind himself and locked it.There was a deadbolt on the other side so they could lock Farfello in when he was in one of his insane moods.
Farfello looked down at his dagger and sat on his small bed.With a sigh he began cutting down his arm, pausing ever so often to loose himself watching the blood oozing from his wounds.
Pain...he felt pain...Clenching his teeth Farfello pushed it to the back of his mind and dug the knife deeper into his flesh.
Down his wrist...deeper..deeper...
Finally he cried out in pain...the first time he had done that in a long time..Immediatly there came a pounding at his door.Then it was blown open by the force of Nagi's mind.
Farfello stared down at his bloodstained knife then at the shirtless form of Nagi.And the completely bare Schuldig.Brad came a moment later yawning.
"Farfello..whats wrong?"Nagi asked, eyes scanning the room.Schuldig had already walked forward, taking Farfello's arm.
"He cut himself again, that's all."Schuldig muttered.
Farfello remembered..he always cut himself.It was always about pain..emotions were gone..Why were they coming back?
Brad walked to Farfello and smacked him.
"Stop that!For once be normal and leave your poor body alone."
Farfello did not answer.If he answered he knew he would surprise them more.He must once more bury these emotions..he must.
A knock from outside of the room reached their ears.SChuldig dropped his wrist from where he had been bandaging it.
Schuldig started to walk towards the door then stopped dead to looks down at himself.Blushing hotly he turned to walk down the hallway towards his room.Brad smothered a laugh with his hand and walked from the room towards the front door.
Farfello felt Nagi probing his mind and Farfello hurriedly put up his shields.Nagi scowled,"you really should stop cutting yourself."
Farfello stayed silent as Nagi turned to peer around the door.
Brad walked back in with a folder in his hands.Schuldig walked back in, now fully dressed.
Brad opened the folder and read a sheet of paper, his eyes slowly widening.
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Farfello turned to watch out the window.Absently stroking the hilt of his dagger.Nagi watched silently from the doorway.Schuldig came up behind him and rested his chin on Nagi's head.I think Farfello's emotions are beggining to return to him.Nagi said to Schuldig telepathically.
Yes...we should leave him to his thoughts
Schuldig rapped his arms around Nagi and led him away to Schuldig's room.
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Farfello heard their light footsteps receeding and turned from the rain splattered window.There it was again...The emotions..."NO"Farfello snapped to himself out loud.
He threw his knife into the wall just where Brad had been walking in to use the computer.Brad's sandwich dropped from his hand and he scowled, bending over to pick it up.
Farfello walked over to the bent Brad."Sorry."He mumbled and ripped hte dagger from the wall.Now Brad straightened, sandwich forgotten to fully gape at him.
Farfello blinked and quickly brushed past Brad to walk into his bedroom.He shut the door behind himself and locked it.There was a deadbolt on the other side so they could lock Farfello in when he was in one of his insane moods.
Farfello looked down at his dagger and sat on his small bed.With a sigh he began cutting down his arm, pausing ever so often to loose himself watching the blood oozing from his wounds.
Pain...he felt pain...Clenching his teeth Farfello pushed it to the back of his mind and dug the knife deeper into his flesh.
Down his wrist...deeper..deeper...
Finally he cried out in pain...the first time he had done that in a long time..Immediatly there came a pounding at his door.Then it was blown open by the force of Nagi's mind.
Farfello stared down at his bloodstained knife then at the shirtless form of Nagi.And the completely bare Schuldig.Brad came a moment later yawning.
"Farfello..whats wrong?"Nagi asked, eyes scanning the room.Schuldig had already walked forward, taking Farfello's arm.
"He cut himself again, that's all."Schuldig muttered.
Farfello remembered..he always cut himself.It was always about pain..emotions were gone..Why were they coming back?
Brad walked to Farfello and smacked him.
"Stop that!For once be normal and leave your poor body alone."
Farfello did not answer.If he answered he knew he would surprise them more.He must once more bury these emotions..he must.
A knock from outside of the room reached their ears.SChuldig dropped his wrist from where he had been bandaging it.
Schuldig started to walk towards the door then stopped dead to looks down at himself.Blushing hotly he turned to walk down the hallway towards his room.Brad smothered a laugh with his hand and walked from the room towards the front door.
Farfello felt Nagi probing his mind and Farfello hurriedly put up his shields.Nagi scowled,"you really should stop cutting yourself."
Farfello stayed silent as Nagi turned to peer around the door.
Brad walked back in with a folder in his hands.Schuldig walked back in, now fully dressed.
Brad opened the folder and read a sheet of paper, his eyes slowly widening.