I need an idea. I wanna make this other fic you see. But I need something slightly important. I need a suggestion for something for Ken to do to Omi that Omi will be absolutely pissed at him for. It should be a prank and non-yaoi or non-sexual in nature (I mean between them). Like for example, he messed up with Omi's laptop or something. Or he played around on Omi's online journal, making Omi appear gay. I dunno. That's why I need suggestions.
Chapter 10 – The Truth is Revealed
None of the others questioned as Omi stormed into the shop, his normally tannish face frightfully pale. None of them dared put up an argument as he suddenly said that he needed to talk to all of them downstairs.
The truth was they were all curious what was happening and what had gotten Omi so worked up. But none of them, not even Aya dared to go against him. They had all seen the look Omi was giving them, and it was not good.
They all waited downstairs as Omi dropped off his school things. Soon they heard his footsteps against the metal stairway and he descended to meet them.
Omi was almost too calm as he walked in front of them, to where Manx usually showed them the tapes for their missions. He looked up and faced all his teammates.
Yohji and Ken were standing on opposite ends of the mission room. They sent each other an occasional glare. Aya grunted between them, leaning against the third wall, across Omi.
Omi took a deep breath. His eyes wandered to Ken, still staring at him cluelessly. And yet, Omi could see it in his eyes. He didn't know why he never saw it before that moment.
He almost wished he didn't have to tell them. Maybe he could work things out with Ken. Maybe things would be all right. In fact, they could have it perfect.
But he needed to tell them. If he didn't, he'd just be fooling himself.
Omi laughed a bitter laugh. He remembered what he had been thinking only hours ago. He was supposed to be telling everyone a completely different story. He looked longingly at Ken for a few more moments then spoke.
"Aya-kun… Yohji-kun………… K-ken-kun… I-I… I-I've found out what's been going on here."
Yohji and Ken both looked surprised. Aya raised a curious eyebrow.
Ken spoke first. "Going on? What do you mean going on?"
Omi's voice cracked a little, "Ken-kun… I meant you and Yohji-kun. Your strange behavior."
"Strange behavior?" Yohji ran a hand through his hair. "If you're talking about Hidaka over there, then surely you should narrow it down…"
"Shut up, Kudou!" Ken snapped. "Let Omi finish!"
At that instant, Yohji quieted, "Gomen, Omittchi!" He looked up attentively at Omi.
Omi sighed, "That behavior!! Yohji-kun!! Ken-kun!! We all know that you two were both hounding Aya-kun only last week!! And on one stupidly fateful day, you both decided you were suddenly in love with me!!"
Yohji and Ken were both appalled yet again.
Omi finally began to pace, trying hard to put words to what he had to say. He paused, looking up at their fourth teammate, "Aya-kun. You agree with me right? This is all too unnatural for it to be real!"
Aya nodded his accord. Ken protested almost right away, "Unnatural? Unreal?! You're saying it isn't real?!"
Omi slammed a book in front of them. "As unreal as this book."
They all stared at him. Yohji finally came forward, picking up the book he threw before them.
"A Midsummer Night's Dream? Isn't this the book you need to make a report on?"
Omi nodded.
"So what does that have to do with anything?" was Ken again.
The youngest member of Weiss shut his eyes for a while. "Yesterday afternoon, while I was in my room, I was greeted by… a certain telepath…"
Aya's eyes flashed for a second, "Schwarz?"
"He…" Omi continued, "He revealed to me that… he was the cause of what was happening. Apparently, he did something to Yohji-kun and Ken-kun that night we stayed at that motel. Some kind of sick joke he played…"
Ken was still confused, "What could he have done that led to this? I mean… He's telepathic… He's not a magician…"
"Well he does have the mind control…" Yohji said idly. "But I'm pretty sure my head is still screwed on." He raised an eyebrow at a sudden snort that Aya made. "And besides. Don't think he's powerful enough to control both of us at the same time."
"It's not magic, and it's not mind control…" Omi picked up his book again, shuffling through the pages. "He gave me a hint… I still don't know if it was intentional. But he mentioned…" Omi looked up meaningfully at all of them. "He mentioned love-in-idleness."
Omi received blank stares from all around. "What does that have to do with anything?"
He found the page he needed and read aloud:
"Yet marked I where the bolt of Cupid fell.
It fell upon a western flower,
Before milk-white, now purple with love's wound,
And maiden's called it love-in-idleness."
When Omi looked back up from his reading, he was once again greeted by three blank stares. Omi sighed, putting down the book.
"It's a love potion," he said bluntly.
His reply was two yells. Yohji fell back down on his chair and Ken's eyes widened to the size of saucers.
Omi continued his explanation, "In the book, there were four lovers. Hermia and Lysander were very much in love, yet Demetrius also coveted Hermia. At the same time, Helena was in love with Demetrius," his voice broke a little, "who did not love her back…
"One day, they were found by Oberon, the king of the fairies. He felt sorry for Helena and ordered his servant, Puck, to cast the love potion on Demetrius.
"This is how it works. Puck needed to put some of the potion over the man's eyes as he slept. Who or whatever it is that he first sees when he awakens, he will immediately fall in love with."
Omi looked around him again. Aya looked nonchalant, yet attentive. Yohji looked a little bored. What surprised him was that Ken looked intrigued. "What happened next?"
Omi dared not tell him that Puck made a mistake and that Lysander and Demetrius both fell for Helena. He thought that they would also notice the similarities, and then after making the connections, they might circle back and realize the feelings Omi had been keeping from them all.
Instead, ignoring the question, he eyed both Ken and Yohji carefully. "Do you guys remember if your eyes felt weird that morning after you woke up."
Ken's mouth opened to protest, but then he paused. "I… I remember rubbing at my eyes, because they felt like there was gunk in them…"
"Me too…" Yohji said with realization. "They felt sticky. Almost couldn't open them at first."
Omi nodded at Yohji, "And can you say honestly I was the first person you saw after you work up?"
Yohji snapped his fingers, "That's right! You were giving me the wake up call and my vision only cleared when I opened the door." Yohji grinned, "Omittchi, I think you're on to something here."
Omi gave him a small smile back. Then his face grew solemn as he turned to Ken. "Ken-kun? Am I allowed to believe that it's true for you too?"
Ken stared at Omi for a full thirty seconds. He still had that image embedded vividly into his mind. The first thing he saw that morning was Omi's face looking down at him. He still remembered everything… What Omi said, what Ken said, what Omi looked like…
When he finally found his voice to speak, it was barely a whisper. "I-I… You're right… You were the first thing I saw…"
"I see…" Omi nodded, turning away. He couldn't bare to look at Ken. Not now.
There was a moment's silence as the information continued to sink in to each of them.
The silence was soon broken.
"So I DO love Aya after all!!" Yohji grinned, rubbing his hands in glee.
Aya was close to falling over. Though he managed to keep his balance, his eyes were still a little wider than usual.
The silence continued, only this time everyone was staring at Yohji.
Yohji stared back at everyone until he realized what he just said. His eyes widened and his mouth opened and closed. Everyone watched the goldfish imitation for several seconds until Yohji became completely flustered.
"S-saa!" he laughed, weakly. "I-I mean… I don't love Omi after all!!"
It was safe to say that the others probably didn't believe him.
There was even more silence for a while.
It was Aya's voice that broke it this time. "So, you're telling us this is all a joke by Schwarz?"
"H-hai…" Omi said, still staring at Yohji a while.
"Then what are we going to do about it?"
Omi finally turned away from Yohji and nodded to Aya, "I-I don't know yet. I don't know if there's some kind of antidote. I guess I'm only hoping that the effects would eventually wear off…"
"Maybe they already are?" Yohji realized. He then grinned again, "This is great!! I really am not in love with Omi after all!" He instantly looked apologetically at Omi, "No offense, Omittchi. It's just that this sure explains a lot of crap I've been going through."
Omi smiled at him, "None taken, Yohji-kun. I know how you feel."
"Nah… Don't think so…" Yohji laughed again. "Now if you all would excuse me. I need to get some sleep. My head is throbbing."
With that, the two older members of Weiss left the room.
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Aya was glad that things were now explained. He really had known all that time that the two imbeciles must have had some other reason to be giving Omi all that attention.
He shook his head sadly, remembering the distressed look on Omi's face as he told them the truth. He saw the looks Omi kept giving Ken, and how his voice sounded every time he addressed the soccer player.
Now, he supposed things would get back to normal now, even if that did involve Ken and Yohji annoying the hell out of him again. He was sure they would. Yohji's outburst slightly proved that. He rolled his eyes once more as he remembered what the idiot said in there. It had caught him off-guard.
And still he sighed. Aya had no idea why he was so relieved. Maybe it was because all the insanity was probably coming to an end.
Or so he made himself believe.
Even now, he refused to admit to himself the true reason of his apprehension of Yohji courting Omi.
Again he sighed to himself before heading to his room.
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Omi watched with a small smile on his face. He was happy that Yohji was a bit more pleased now. He hoped Yohji was right and that the spell (if it was appropriate to call it that) would wear off soon.
The thought made his smile sad for a while. He remembered Ken and Ken's misplaced affections. He almost sobbed a little. He knew the truth now.
It turned out to be a good idea to keep his tears in; he had thought he was already alone in the room.
He was wrong.
A small voice suddenly spoke up.
"So… I'm not… in love with you?"
Omi paused, turning around. Ken still hadn't left his spot. In fact, he hadn't been making a sound until now.
"Ken-kun?"
"I-is that true?" Ken still stared at Omi, confused, "I don't love you?"
Omi lowered his eyes, hoping his voice wouldn't betray him, "No, Ken-kun. You don't. It's all some crazy delusion."
"B-but…" Ken's voice was still barely a whisper. "I-it felt… so real! I-I honestly believed…"
Shut up… SHUT UP!! Omi's mind screamed. Don't make this more hurtful for me than it already is!!
"Ken-kun… it wasn't. None of it was real. You were just under the impression that you… were… i-in love with me… It was never real."
"But…" Ken's hands raked through brown hair. "I-I… It felt so right! It was… I can't believe…"
"Ken-kun!!" Omi finally cried out. Ken paused, looking up at him, wide-eyed. "Ken-kun…" Omi said, exasperated. "Don't you get it yet?! That potion thing made you think that!! It made you feel that. But the naked truth is…" He hoped his voice wouldn't betray him as he said, "You don't love me."
Ken instantly protested, "B-but…"
"Ken-kun!!" Omi cut him off, giving him a look. There was ice in both his eyes and his tone as he said each word firmly, almost spitting it out.
"You… don't… love… me…"
Ken looked up helplessly at him. He sighed and finally straightened.
"I… I guess you're right…" he looked up, his face expressionless. "Of course you are, Omi. I shouldn't doubt you like that." A small smile sneaked up onto Ken's lips, "You're our Omittchi. You're always right."
"Ken-kun…" Omi whispered.
"I'm really sorry. I mean, I shouldn't have done all that stuff then huh? Ah… what the hell? I didn't know any better. Seemed like a good idea then."
"I-it's all right, Ken-kun. I-it was nothing! It's not like it… m-meant anything."
Omi had no idea why he could lie so easily.
"Yeah… I suppose not." Ken reached up, and ruffled Omi's hair affectionately, a sad smile on his face, "G'night, Omittchi…"
Omi waited, listening as footsteps faded up the staircase. He waited for the sound of the door above.
It opened… then shut…
The next instant, Omi was already on his knees, crying. He threw open the doors of his heart, letting out the emotions he had been keeping hidden the whole afternoon and evening.
In his mind, he repeated the words he had said himself, over and over.
You don't love me…
You… don't… love… me…
His shoulders heaved and his chest ached. His racking sobs echoed through the small room.
And when he thought he could cry no more, he only started crying all over again.
"I love you, Ken…"
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WHYYYYY AM I DOING THIS TO OMITTCHI?! CAN SOMEONE ANSWER ME?!!
*small voice* :: You're sadistic, remember?
……… Oh yeah…
omiclones@hotmail.com
