Unrequited Love

By Shannan

Disclaimer: I don't own anything, besides my car. The song is called 'Hello' by Evanescence, and all the characters in this story belong to the owners and creators of Weiß Kreuz. Yes, it's angst, but please try to enjoy it. Comments are welcome, flames are not.

Omi sighed and tried to think of when he first figured out that he was in love with his best friend. I must have been when he was recovering his memories from being Mamoru Takatori. No matter what happened, Ken was always there for him…

Playground schoolbell rings, again

Rainclouds come to play, again

However, Omi knew that he couldn't bring his feelings into the opening. It would ruin what they had, what the team was. And now that Aya-chan was living them, and Ken had his kids, he couldn't bring himself to jeopardize that happiness. Who knew how long it would last…

Has no one told you she's not breathing?

Hello, I'm your mind, giving you someone to talk to... Hello...

Staring at his reflection in the mirror, Omi hardly recognized himself. A pale, despondent face stared back at him. His once happy eyes had a haunted look in them, and he could hardly hold his genki persona anymore. It was just getting too hard to carry the burden of one-sided love…

If I smile and don't believe

Soon I know I'll wake from this dream

"Omi? Daijoubu-ka?" Ken's voice asked from the other side of the bathroom door. Omi's breath hitched in his throat, and he struggled to say something that would keep Ken's curiosity at bay.

"H-hai, daijoubu…" Omi answered back, his voice sounding empty. "Everything's fine…" As fine as a heartbroken boy can be.

"Okay, well, don't be too long. Aya-chan is almost finished making dinner." Then Ken's footsteps echoed down the hall, and Omi could hear them thumping down the stairs.

Don't try to fix me, I'm not broken

Hello, I'm the lie living for you so you can hide... *Don't cry...*

Once again, the depressed honey-blonde sighed. Unrequited love… That's what this was. Of course, he didn't have to nerves to actually find out if it was, but, for the team, he would keep this secret quieter than the last. He couldn't afford to loose the trust… his best friend. For the team, he would remain forlorn… and taciturn.

Suddenly I know I'm not sleeping

Hello, I'm still here, all that's left of yesterday...