Gosh, I'm so sorry, it's been like 3 weeks and I didn't even realize it!
Gomen!!! Anyway since this is so late I'll get right to it. One of the
reasons this took so long was because this chapter was really hard to write
so please stick with me!
Disclaimer: None of the characters belong to me!!!!!!
For Eternity
Chapter 5
The first thing Omi felt when he woke was the buzzing that seemed to encase his whole head. It was almost like a hive of bees was buzzing in his head.
"Hey, you awake kid?" Omi rolled his head to the side, groaning slightly. His mouth was dry and his body felt numb. A hand pressed to his forehead and he jumped, snapping his eyes open only to close them again due to the harsh light above him.
"Where am I?" He rasped out, it hurt to talk; he pushed his sweaty bangs away from his forehead, looking around the small room in confusion. In the eerie light he could only see a small chair and desk, along with the bed he was lying on. Also in the room was a lanky blonde-haired man, in fact the same one he remembered from last night.
"Your in my apartment, I think you got a fever from being out in the rain." The blonde man said, taking a long drag from his cigarette. Omi coughed as the smoke, covering his mouth with the sheet. He was alone in a room with a man he didn't even know; he needed to get out, fast.
"I need to get home." Omi jumped off the bed and stumbled toward the door, not waiting for the room to stop spinning. He crashed into the wall in his desperation to get away. Damn, I don't feel to well, I need to get away from this guy! He slipped down the stairs and hurled out the door and out of the apartment building. As he sprinted down the street he heard the man yelling behind him. "I'm a detective, wait, I can explain!" But Omi didn't want an explanation; he just wanted to get away.
He splashed thru the puddles left by the evenings earlier rain as the events of the night flashed through his head. He had just rounded the corner to his house when the town clock rang 2 am. He sprinted up the steps and crashed through the door, slamming it behind him. He leaned against the door panting and willing his migraine to go away.
" Where have you been?" Omi heard the menacing growl from his foster father, his head shot up in fear. " And where are the groceries we sent you out for 8 hours ago!?" The heavyset man was advancing on him; Omi could feel the rage rolling off him like cheap cologne. Oh shit, I'm toast. Omi was in no condition to fight, he wasn't even sure if he could stand up any longer.
"There was these men." he started but was silenced by the fist slamming him in the gut. Omi slid down to the floor with a groan. His head felt like it was going to split.
" This will teach you to disobey me!" The man started to kick him, Omi weakly tried to cover his head with his arms to block the blows but it was to little avail. One kick nailed him in the face and Omi tasted his own blood, he must have split his lip. I need to get out of here. I can't stand this anymore, I hate him, I hate them, and I hate everything! Omi clenched his eyes shut against the pain and was surprised when he saw a picture of Aya, smirking at him from behind his eyelids.
He couldn't stand it anymore, Omi jumped up, pushing his father away with all his remaining strength and stumbled out the door. He raced out into the street again as it the rain renewed around him. Omi raced down the empty streets, going anywhere and nowhere at all. He wasn't paying attention, he needed to clear his mind, and fast. Omi shivered from the cold, his clothes were soaked and he could feel himself getting sicker, the road in front of him was spinning out of control. He tripped and slammed into the only other person on the road.
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Aya was walking out in the rain to clear his head, which was filled with thoughts about a certain blonde haired boy. He shifted his umbrella from one shoulder to the other, Ken had mentioned earlier that Aya was being a little to bold with the boy, but he was just playing, or so he thought, now he wasn't so sure. They boy was fun to fool around with but he wasn't trying to find a 'special someone' or whatever crap Ken had spewed out when they had returned from the mission.
Aya was shaken roughly out of his thoughts when a wet mass slammed into him from the side. Instinctively he reached out and grabbed the person, steadying them both. He looked down in surprise at the rude person who had slammed into him, only to be shocked to see Omi leaning heavily against him, panting. Aya's first thought was why is he out here that was until he noticed the blood drying on Omi's lip and his torn and wet clothes.
"What happened to you?" He asked in surprise, but inside he felt angry. The feeling only increased when Omi looked up at him through wet bangs, his eyes were haunted. The boy looked like he had been beaten badly, Aya felt rage fill his veins, who could have done this.
" Who did this to you." He asked coldly as he wiped soaked bangs out of the boy's eyes. To his surprise Omi's eyes turned hard and cold and he tried to pull away from the taller boy. Aya clenched his shoulders harder, pulling the struggling boy into his arms. His umbrella was dropped on the ground, forgot. Aya was oblivious to everything except the quivering boy in his arm. He made soothing noises as he ran his hand through the damp hair. What had happened?
****
Of all the people in the world Aya was the one Omi did not want to see. He didn't want the red haired boy to see him like this. When Aya had pulled him into the embraced he had struggled, he didn't want Aya to see him this weak, but Aya's arms around him felt so good. What's wrong with me? Omi whimpered, his ribs hurt as well as his head and he was cold but Aya's body felt like a furnace, a wanted heat source.
He was surprised when he felt himself stop struggling; it was like his body was betraying him and he burrowed into Aya's jacket, seeking the heat emanating from the boy. " I don't want to go back there ever. I just want to forget everything." He murmured into Aya's chest, finally letting go off the tears that had threatened all night. Sobbing he clung to the boy as reassuring arms encircled him.
****
Aya was surprised when Omi stopped struggling and snuggled deeper into his jacket. The boy was being amazingly affectionate. Maybe he likes me..no that can't be it; he's just scared and cold, like a lost kitten. So lost in his own musing Aya almost didn't here the words Omi whispered into his chest. Even though he knew next to nothing about the boy his heart went out to him. He slowly encircled the boy, careful not to startle him. He felt Omi tense then relax, sobbing quietly.
Aya rested his head on the boy's, how would Ken react if he brought the boy home. He would probably start yelling and ream Aya out about jeopardizing the mission or something like that. Aya laughed, it was usually him so worried about how missions went and over worrying. He looked down at the soaked boy and knew that he had already decided. " Do you want to come back to my place with me?"
Omi tensed, he didn't know what he expected to happen when he went running out into the rain, but it defiantly wasn't crying in the arms of the boy who made a habit of groping him, but he was being so sweet and gentle with him now. " Yeah, I do." He whispered into Aya's shirt, he didn't care anymore. The world could end for all he cared, as long as Aya didn't let go.
*******
Across town in an office the man known as Persia smiled and swirled the expensive wine in his glass. Time was moving, retracing the path it had taken 11 years ago and he would be there to watch it, until the last mission was handed out.
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So did you like it!!!! I hope the beginning wasn't too bad, I wasn't so sure about it. Please review!!!!!!!!! I really enjoy them! Also if you like Inu Yasha you can check out my fanfic there, it's called Unseen Riches, it's the reason I don't update her very often so check it out!!! Review review review!!!! :-p
Disclaimer: None of the characters belong to me!!!!!!
For Eternity
Chapter 5
The first thing Omi felt when he woke was the buzzing that seemed to encase his whole head. It was almost like a hive of bees was buzzing in his head.
"Hey, you awake kid?" Omi rolled his head to the side, groaning slightly. His mouth was dry and his body felt numb. A hand pressed to his forehead and he jumped, snapping his eyes open only to close them again due to the harsh light above him.
"Where am I?" He rasped out, it hurt to talk; he pushed his sweaty bangs away from his forehead, looking around the small room in confusion. In the eerie light he could only see a small chair and desk, along with the bed he was lying on. Also in the room was a lanky blonde-haired man, in fact the same one he remembered from last night.
"Your in my apartment, I think you got a fever from being out in the rain." The blonde man said, taking a long drag from his cigarette. Omi coughed as the smoke, covering his mouth with the sheet. He was alone in a room with a man he didn't even know; he needed to get out, fast.
"I need to get home." Omi jumped off the bed and stumbled toward the door, not waiting for the room to stop spinning. He crashed into the wall in his desperation to get away. Damn, I don't feel to well, I need to get away from this guy! He slipped down the stairs and hurled out the door and out of the apartment building. As he sprinted down the street he heard the man yelling behind him. "I'm a detective, wait, I can explain!" But Omi didn't want an explanation; he just wanted to get away.
He splashed thru the puddles left by the evenings earlier rain as the events of the night flashed through his head. He had just rounded the corner to his house when the town clock rang 2 am. He sprinted up the steps and crashed through the door, slamming it behind him. He leaned against the door panting and willing his migraine to go away.
" Where have you been?" Omi heard the menacing growl from his foster father, his head shot up in fear. " And where are the groceries we sent you out for 8 hours ago!?" The heavyset man was advancing on him; Omi could feel the rage rolling off him like cheap cologne. Oh shit, I'm toast. Omi was in no condition to fight, he wasn't even sure if he could stand up any longer.
"There was these men." he started but was silenced by the fist slamming him in the gut. Omi slid down to the floor with a groan. His head felt like it was going to split.
" This will teach you to disobey me!" The man started to kick him, Omi weakly tried to cover his head with his arms to block the blows but it was to little avail. One kick nailed him in the face and Omi tasted his own blood, he must have split his lip. I need to get out of here. I can't stand this anymore, I hate him, I hate them, and I hate everything! Omi clenched his eyes shut against the pain and was surprised when he saw a picture of Aya, smirking at him from behind his eyelids.
He couldn't stand it anymore, Omi jumped up, pushing his father away with all his remaining strength and stumbled out the door. He raced out into the street again as it the rain renewed around him. Omi raced down the empty streets, going anywhere and nowhere at all. He wasn't paying attention, he needed to clear his mind, and fast. Omi shivered from the cold, his clothes were soaked and he could feel himself getting sicker, the road in front of him was spinning out of control. He tripped and slammed into the only other person on the road.
***********
Aya was walking out in the rain to clear his head, which was filled with thoughts about a certain blonde haired boy. He shifted his umbrella from one shoulder to the other, Ken had mentioned earlier that Aya was being a little to bold with the boy, but he was just playing, or so he thought, now he wasn't so sure. They boy was fun to fool around with but he wasn't trying to find a 'special someone' or whatever crap Ken had spewed out when they had returned from the mission.
Aya was shaken roughly out of his thoughts when a wet mass slammed into him from the side. Instinctively he reached out and grabbed the person, steadying them both. He looked down in surprise at the rude person who had slammed into him, only to be shocked to see Omi leaning heavily against him, panting. Aya's first thought was why is he out here that was until he noticed the blood drying on Omi's lip and his torn and wet clothes.
"What happened to you?" He asked in surprise, but inside he felt angry. The feeling only increased when Omi looked up at him through wet bangs, his eyes were haunted. The boy looked like he had been beaten badly, Aya felt rage fill his veins, who could have done this.
" Who did this to you." He asked coldly as he wiped soaked bangs out of the boy's eyes. To his surprise Omi's eyes turned hard and cold and he tried to pull away from the taller boy. Aya clenched his shoulders harder, pulling the struggling boy into his arms. His umbrella was dropped on the ground, forgot. Aya was oblivious to everything except the quivering boy in his arm. He made soothing noises as he ran his hand through the damp hair. What had happened?
****
Of all the people in the world Aya was the one Omi did not want to see. He didn't want the red haired boy to see him like this. When Aya had pulled him into the embraced he had struggled, he didn't want Aya to see him this weak, but Aya's arms around him felt so good. What's wrong with me? Omi whimpered, his ribs hurt as well as his head and he was cold but Aya's body felt like a furnace, a wanted heat source.
He was surprised when he felt himself stop struggling; it was like his body was betraying him and he burrowed into Aya's jacket, seeking the heat emanating from the boy. " I don't want to go back there ever. I just want to forget everything." He murmured into Aya's chest, finally letting go off the tears that had threatened all night. Sobbing he clung to the boy as reassuring arms encircled him.
****
Aya was surprised when Omi stopped struggling and snuggled deeper into his jacket. The boy was being amazingly affectionate. Maybe he likes me..no that can't be it; he's just scared and cold, like a lost kitten. So lost in his own musing Aya almost didn't here the words Omi whispered into his chest. Even though he knew next to nothing about the boy his heart went out to him. He slowly encircled the boy, careful not to startle him. He felt Omi tense then relax, sobbing quietly.
Aya rested his head on the boy's, how would Ken react if he brought the boy home. He would probably start yelling and ream Aya out about jeopardizing the mission or something like that. Aya laughed, it was usually him so worried about how missions went and over worrying. He looked down at the soaked boy and knew that he had already decided. " Do you want to come back to my place with me?"
Omi tensed, he didn't know what he expected to happen when he went running out into the rain, but it defiantly wasn't crying in the arms of the boy who made a habit of groping him, but he was being so sweet and gentle with him now. " Yeah, I do." He whispered into Aya's shirt, he didn't care anymore. The world could end for all he cared, as long as Aya didn't let go.
*******
Across town in an office the man known as Persia smiled and swirled the expensive wine in his glass. Time was moving, retracing the path it had taken 11 years ago and he would be there to watch it, until the last mission was handed out.
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So did you like it!!!! I hope the beginning wasn't too bad, I wasn't so sure about it. Please review!!!!!!!!! I really enjoy them! Also if you like Inu Yasha you can check out my fanfic there, it's called Unseen Riches, it's the reason I don't update her very often so check it out!!! Review review review!!!! :-p
