I own neither the boys (and girls) of WK or the song. The song is Kody and belongs to matchbox 20.
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Kody sat down on the avenue
He tapped his feet to the humming of the highway
He watched the light shine down on the broken glass,
And thought I don't got no reasons,
Yet there it is and there it was
It was clear to all of us
We kept this hat of broken dreams
And we pulled them out, when we needed them around
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Pushing away from the streetlight Omi staggered blindly down the street. The drugs in his system made everything a chore. He could feel Aya and Youji's gazes locked on his back. He pushed the thoughts of them away. They were his friends, they had been his friends. He corrected himself slowly and bitterly, friends don't drug you. The world spun, and for a long moment Omi thought he would fall. He spread his legs further apart and kept walking. There was a park up ahead and he could collapse there. As long as he stayed awake, no one would bother him. He turned left and sped up, headed for the park. The tears in his eyes made it look like he was walking through fog. He stumbled when the surface he was walking on changed from pavement to gravel, then grass. He could see a single bench ahead. There was no one on it, so he gratefully stumbled over and collapsed onto it.
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Swartz Headquarters
"Damnit!" The angry curse that exploded form the kitchen made Sculdich blink, then wander over to the door to look. Inside Brad was wiping ineffectually at his white pants, which were covered in coffee.
"Problems brad?" Schuldich asked laconically. Bard shot him a dirty look.
"Those stupid bitches are going to fuck up my plans if you don't stop them." Brad hissed, ignoring the broken coffee cup on the floor. "I had a vision."
"Really?" Schuldich raised a single eyebrow. "Do tell...." Brad shot him an unreadable glance, then slowly lowered his mental shields. Schuldich slipped easily into Brad mind, it was almost like being welcomed by an old lover. 'Show me...' he purred. The vision hit him then, and when it was over his hands were in fists. "Nagi!" He shouted. "Your psycho girlfriend is going to hurt my kitten!!"
"If you run, you should be able to get there shortly after them." Brad said smoothly, relocking his shielding. Schuldich nodded and headed for the door, pausing as Brads mocking voice floated after him, "Your kitten?"
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So please hand me a bottle,
I think I'm lonely now
And please give me direction,
I think the hurt's set in
And I don't feel nothing
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Omi fought to stay awake. He tried not to dwell on what had just happened. But the images fought to rise to the surface. Kens face, Ken crying. The three of them outside his door. Locks on the windows, the anger in Ayas face. Ken chasing him. All the blood. He blinked and wiped away the tears that for some odd reason he couldn't stop. It hurt like a blazing fire inside. Hurt his soul. He was a pawn, a rook, a knight, and his side had betrayed him. Weiss was part of who he was, but apparently Weiss was what he had seen. Maybe he'd dreamt it all; the friendship, the teamwork, the good times. Only Ken was real out of it all. He was interrupted from his dazed reverie when two pairs of feet stopped directly before him. They were wearing heels, and for a moment he thought they might be customers.
"Well, well, well.." Hell practically purred. "Look at what we've found. A cute little kitten, all alone and doped up... no one around to protect him."
"Can we play with him?" Tot giggled. Omi fought the urge to be sick. "I wanna keep him." Omi shuddered and looked up giving them the nastiest look he could muster.
"Fuck off." he snarled slowly. Hell reached out and ran her hand over his chin, laughing as he weakly swatted her hand away.
"You can barley move, and your teammates are all back in your cute little shop. You can't save yourself, and there's no one around to save you." Hell sneered grabbing his shoulder.
"That is where you are wrong." Came a smooth voice from behind her. Omis heart leapt happily as he recognized the gleaming red hair of Schuldich.
"Schuldich?" Tot asked puzzled, tilting her head to the side, "Do you want to play with the kitten too?"
"The kitten is mine." Schuldich snarled, tossing Tot to the side. He grabbed a hold of Hells arm and dragged her away from Omi. "No one plays with him but me." With that he slammed a fist into Hells face. She crumpled and Tot began to frantically fuss over her. Schuldich swept Omi into his arms and strode away. When they reached the edge of the park Schu set Omi down and stared into the younger mans eyes. "Are you alright?" Schu asked, his voice tinged with worry. "Why didn't you fight back?"
"They drugged me." Omi whispered, hanging his head.
"Hell drugged you?" Schuldich asked, his voice harsh with anger, turning around. Omi shook his head and grabbed for Schuldich's arm.
"No, not them." He shook his head. "I wish." Tears spilled down Omi's cheeks and without using his powers, Schuldich understood.
"Weiss?" He said slowly. "Weiss drugged you?" Schuldich snarled, and swept Omi up into his arms. "This is it."
"This is what?" Omi asked, snuggling into Schuldich chest sleepily.
"The last fucking straw." Schuldich ground out, turning away from the park and walking away towards his home. 'I don't care anymore Kitten, you're staying with me.' The darkness swelled up and dragged Omi down into it, and he heard no more.
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There's a squeak hinge down on the back gate
It lets us know if he comes around
But I don't sleep that good anyway
And if you've never heard that silence,
It's a God awful sound
I don't feel nothing,
No I don't feel nothing
There's nothing to feel good about here
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Schuldich tucked Omi gently into his own bed, then sat on the floor next to him and watched the boy sleep. After a few moments Brad stuck his head in the door, then left saying nothing. He returned with a bottle of rum, which he handed over to the silent redhead.
"Well?" Brad prodded after a few moments. "What happened?"
"He was drugged." Schuldich said, taking a long pull of the rum. "His friends drugged him."
"So why the emotion?" Brad asked coldly. "He's Weiss, he is none of our concern." Schuldich glared up at the other man for along slow moment.
"What the fuck is this?" Schuldich asked finally. "You practically sent me after him, bitching that they were going to ruin your plans. Now that I've done what you wanted, he's none of our concern? Shut the fuck up and get the hell out of my room. I'm keeping him, and that's final." Schuldich turned away and missed the calculated smile that swept across Brads face as he murmured some platitudes before he swept out the door. A few moments passed before Nagi hesitantly knocked on the door.
"Schuldich?" He asked, hesitantly, "I ah.. brought.. I thought.." Nagi squirmed as Schuldichs angry gaze played across his face.
"What?" Schuldich asked, taking a pull of the rum.
"Pajamas and a blanket." Nagi finished. "I thought he'd want them." Schuldich blinked and put down the rum, staring at the younger boy with and odd expression.
"Thanks." Schuldich said after a long moment. Nagi placed the folded items on the floor. He said nothing more but stood there for a moment. "What?" Schuldich asked again.
"Did you... did... did Tot ask about me?" Nagi asked finally, hopping from foot to foot. Schuldich hid his smile and shook his head. "Oh." Nagi muttered, blushing and then backing out of the room, closing the door behind him.
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Ken lay silently in his bed, blocking out the sounds coming from his teammates rooms. The building was dark, the shop closed. The street traffic had died off to almost nothing. His eyes were wide open as he listened for the little bell that would jingle merrily when any of the outside doors opened. The sound never came.
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Don't much get down to the avenue
I could drive
But it takes so much to get there
Don't get off on all the broken glass,
The Cadillac scene, Well
I've seen a lot of good things die
And I'm in an overemotional way~~~~~~~
well that's this part. I dunno if this is finished yet. So yeah, feel free to wait for the next part.
