Title: One Sided Triangle.
Anime: Weiss
Author: Asuka Murase
Rating: G. I don't think I cussed or anything! Wait... I said damn... damn.
Genre: Romance/mild Angst
Warnings: Omi says damn... OH NO!
Disclaimer: I don't own Weiss... because if I did I wouldn't have to write fanfiction for you people!
Pairings: no on is really together... Omi likes Ken... wooo... and I wrote a fic about Omi... OMG
Omi POV
I sit here, quietly, knowing he is right there behind me. Breathing in my ear. His hand on my shoulder, he takes a breath... What will he say? Will this be the confession of love my heart has so longed for all these years? "Omi, did ya get it figured out yet?" Alas... it is nothing more than a question. I feel a loosening in my heart. I know that I want to hear it, but at the same time, I fear it. What do you say to somebody when they tell you? How do you respond? How do you know if you want to say it back? I do want to say it back, I want him to tell me that he loves me, and I want to tell it back at him. One day, I hope to be able to scream it to him on a starry night alone in the house. "Omi?" he calls my name, he knows me as Omi. Nothing more... Just Omi, not "darling" or "my dear" or "love"... just Omi, the symbol of my damnation. The name given to me by a man who would soon turn me into the monster I am.
That's what I am, that's why Ken only calls me Omi. That's why Ken doesn't kiss me on the cheek even though he is so close to it. That's why he only stands there waiting for me to do some task.
It's not that I mind, I'd love to do anything for him, he's the love of my life. The man I may die for. The man I will some day confess my undying love to. My Ken.
"OMI!?" he still calls my name. He still calls me by the symbol of my oppression... why must he call me that?
"OMI!? Are you all right!?" he screams my name, he cares for me. I must face him, I must look into those beautiful eyes and tell him what he needs to know. Although I won't tell him what he cannot know.
"Yeah Ken, the warehouse is right on this block right here. That's where the target is." I tell him, he smiles at me. His eyes have such warmth, such care.
I wish I could just tell him. I must tell him, I'm going to tell him. Take a deep breath. Here we go.
"Omi, there is something I have to tell you... In private..." Yohji says from the doorway.
"Can this wait Yohji-kun? I need to tell Ken something."
"No, I cannot avoid this any longer. Ken... leave... NOW."
My love turns and walks away. Damn Yohji, Damn him. He came between myself, and the love of my life seconds before he could have known he was so. "What is it Yohji-kun?"
"Omi, for years I've watched you grow. From a young boy, to a young man. I realized today, that all my teasing of you... Every little commentary of what you say... It's a Facade. It's all a cover for the feeling deep inside my heart. This feeling I cannot explain... But I'm afraid, Omi... I'm afraid that perhaps... I've... perhaps I've..."
Oh my God. He is kissing me... His lips are touching mine... This feels wrong... he is not who I love... he's Yohji, the playboy... Not Yohji, the love of my life... that's who Ken is... What would happen if Ken... OH MY GOD.
He stands there... staring at the both of us... Ken stands there, the softness in his eyes has turned to a feeling of hurt... no, of hate. Please review! I'm not sure where to go next with this thing!
Anime: Weiss
Author: Asuka Murase
Rating: G. I don't think I cussed or anything! Wait... I said damn... damn.
Genre: Romance/mild Angst
Warnings: Omi says damn... OH NO!
Disclaimer: I don't own Weiss... because if I did I wouldn't have to write fanfiction for you people!
Pairings: no on is really together... Omi likes Ken... wooo... and I wrote a fic about Omi... OMG
Omi POV
I sit here, quietly, knowing he is right there behind me. Breathing in my ear. His hand on my shoulder, he takes a breath... What will he say? Will this be the confession of love my heart has so longed for all these years? "Omi, did ya get it figured out yet?" Alas... it is nothing more than a question. I feel a loosening in my heart. I know that I want to hear it, but at the same time, I fear it. What do you say to somebody when they tell you? How do you respond? How do you know if you want to say it back? I do want to say it back, I want him to tell me that he loves me, and I want to tell it back at him. One day, I hope to be able to scream it to him on a starry night alone in the house. "Omi?" he calls my name, he knows me as Omi. Nothing more... Just Omi, not "darling" or "my dear" or "love"... just Omi, the symbol of my damnation. The name given to me by a man who would soon turn me into the monster I am.
That's what I am, that's why Ken only calls me Omi. That's why Ken doesn't kiss me on the cheek even though he is so close to it. That's why he only stands there waiting for me to do some task.
It's not that I mind, I'd love to do anything for him, he's the love of my life. The man I may die for. The man I will some day confess my undying love to. My Ken.
"OMI!?" he still calls my name. He still calls me by the symbol of my oppression... why must he call me that?
"OMI!? Are you all right!?" he screams my name, he cares for me. I must face him, I must look into those beautiful eyes and tell him what he needs to know. Although I won't tell him what he cannot know.
"Yeah Ken, the warehouse is right on this block right here. That's where the target is." I tell him, he smiles at me. His eyes have such warmth, such care.
I wish I could just tell him. I must tell him, I'm going to tell him. Take a deep breath. Here we go.
"Omi, there is something I have to tell you... In private..." Yohji says from the doorway.
"Can this wait Yohji-kun? I need to tell Ken something."
"No, I cannot avoid this any longer. Ken... leave... NOW."
My love turns and walks away. Damn Yohji, Damn him. He came between myself, and the love of my life seconds before he could have known he was so. "What is it Yohji-kun?"
"Omi, for years I've watched you grow. From a young boy, to a young man. I realized today, that all my teasing of you... Every little commentary of what you say... It's a Facade. It's all a cover for the feeling deep inside my heart. This feeling I cannot explain... But I'm afraid, Omi... I'm afraid that perhaps... I've... perhaps I've..."
Oh my God. He is kissing me... His lips are touching mine... This feels wrong... he is not who I love... he's Yohji, the playboy... Not Yohji, the love of my life... that's who Ken is... What would happen if Ken... OH MY GOD.
He stands there... staring at the both of us... Ken stands there, the softness in his eyes has turned to a feeling of hurt... no, of hate. Please review! I'm not sure where to go next with this thing!