Dark Angel
By: Craw/Brad

Disclaimer: Me no own... :starts to cry:

Author's notes: Sorry that this took so long... I had to take care of some family matters and I haven't had time to type this up... sorry.

Part Three

Nagi and Farfarello were now standing in front of Omi. "I know the question you have been working up to all day. It's 'do I feel the same?' isn't it?" Nagi didn't wait for Omi's answer before continuing. "The answer is yes. That is why you need to go back to your flower shop, to your friends, and forget about me." Nagi said with a sigh as he turned to leave.

He was mid-step out the door when Farfie spoke up. "No." was all the older teen said. Nagi turned to see Farfarello holding onto Omi's arm. "His only chances of survival is with us. Crawford is expecting him to go to the shop. Schuldig is there waiting."

"Um, I love the way that this conversation is going and all." the blond said glancing at the pale hand on his arm. "But do I get to have any say in the matter?" When neither of the other men made a move to continue, Omi went on, "Nagi, I only just accepted that I wasn't straight. In the same day I have had a dark angel tell me that he returns my feelings. There is nothing in hell or earth that will make me give him up on the same day."

Nagi pushed Farfie out of his way and pulled Omi into his arms. "This will be dangerous." he warned.

"And what that I do isn't?" Omi asked looking up into Nagi's eyes. "I am ready to fight for you." Their eyes meet and for a second Omi thought something like hope in those deep blue eyes.

"Ok, you can come, but if things go badly, promise me that you will forget about me and move on." Nagi said into the larger assassin's ear.

His closeness and hot breath, among other things, made Omi turn his head. Their lips only lightly brushed for a second, but when they parted Omi replied, "I promise that if worse comes to worse, I will try to go on."

"We have to go." The Irishman said and pulled both Boy's toward the door. Nagi let himself be led out of the shop, very conscious of the arm place possessively around his waist.

~*X*~

How was he to know that when he signed on, the rest of Weiss would too? They didn't seem to be very happy about that fact either.

"You're going to pay for this." Ran murmured

"Hey, if you don't want to help," Omi said defensively, "Then don't!"

On one side of the room stood the platinum haired Irishmen, the midnight eyed assassin and the small blond. On the other side was the remainder of Weiss.

After leaving the coffee shop, Farf had lead the way the the back entrance of Weiss' apartments. When asked about Schuldig, he simply answered that the redhead would have gotten broad by that time. Upon entering, Omi had lead the other two men into the mission room and told them to wait there. He then proceeded to the shop where the other three were at work and informed them that the shop was closing. That had been over an hour ago.

For the first time Nagi spoke up. "It fine. If you wont help us, then we will leave. Come on Farf." he said in a soft, sad voice.

"Very well," Farfarello said looking up from his arm, where he had just made a new cut. "But the fallen one comes as well."

"No," Ran said from his place against the wall. "This is obviously a Schwartz mind game that you are playing on him." he sneered.

"If Nagi leave, so do I." Omi stated flatly. "And this isn't some game." For good measure, the small teen threw his own glare into the mix.

"Oh, if that is true, then why haven't we heard a reason why they are running from their own teammates?" Yohji asked from his makeshift chair of Ken.

Omi didn't have a good answer for that, so he guessed. "Isn't that obvious? Crawford saw that we would hook up." Omi was smiling happily and looking as unnaturally cute as possible.

As always, it worked. Ken called from the couch, "They are all staying." he then pushed Yohji off of him and grabbed Farfie. "I'll go bandage him up so he doesn't bleed all over the place." he called happily as he pulled the larger teen up the stairs behind him.

~*X*~

Thanking all the gods, Nagi saw Farfie take his medication the next morning. He raised an eyebrow however at the brunette sitting in his lap (Farf's not Nagi's). When Ken tried to get up, a blush spreading up his cheeks, Farfarello placed an arm around his waist and pulled him close.

That brought a small laugh out of Nagi's new lover. (Need we say where Farf and Nagi slept?) "It's fine Kenken. We don't mind." Omi said as he placed a big plat of food in front of Nagi and sat down in a posesion that greatly resembled Ken's.

The four just sat there, feeding each other for about half an hour before a tall blond walked in. He didn't look at either couple, he only had eyes for one man in that room and his name was Mr. Coffee. He managed to down too cups before taking in his surroundings. "What the hell?" he exclaimed as his eyes landed on the two older assassins.

Ken blushed deeply and left the room. Farfarello didn't enjoy his kitten being unconformable, so he sat back and glared an Yohji as he pulled out a knife. He ran his pink tung from base to point , the entire time keeping his eyes on the blond. With a 'meep', the green eyed assassin ran from the room. At the same time the younger teens burst into a fit of laughter.

"Farf, that was kinda mean." Omi said between gasp for air. He had earlier decided that he liked the Irishman when he wasn't trying to kill him.

"Well he shouldn't have made my little fluffy soccer ball embarrassed."

"'Little fluffy soccer ball'?" Omi asked.

"Annoyingly cute nicknames hurt god!" he replied happily.

"Ok," Omi said in a backing-away-slowly tone of voice. Turning to the boy beneath him, he started, "Na..." After seeing the glare in Farfarello's eyes, he changed his statement. "Cuddly dark angel?" he asked uncertainly. After receiving a nod from the Irishman, he went on. "I think I need a shower." he stated with a gleam in his blue eyes.

"Well, Om.." he too received a glare. "Dearest... blue eyed... Huggle bunny? Screw this. Lets go take a shower." He said angrily. He then proceed to stand up and carry one very happy Bombay out of the room.

Farf could be heard, if anyone had been around to hear him, saying "Huggle bunny hurts god!"

~*X*~

"Huggle bunny?" Omi asked as they reentered the room an hour later. He hadn't been able to asked before now, his mouth had been a little busy.

"Like Cuddly dark angel is any better." Nagi replied with a smile.

"I think of you as my dark angel!" Omi pouted with the sad puppy eyes.

"I'm sorry." Nagi said, pulling his blond lover into his arms. He could feel Omi smiling into his hair, but at the moment, he didn't care. So what if after only being together for a day, Omi had the younger assassin wrapped around his finger?

"Hn." the sound interrupted the teens and they turned to see Ran sitting at the table glaring at them. Upon further observation, they noticed that the other three assassins where in the room as well. Ken was standing next to the counter on which Farf was sitting, playing with a blender.Yohji was sitting across from Ran at the table , trying his hardest to not look at anything.

If he looked to the left, he received an eye full of Farfarello glaring at him and Ken rubbing the golden eyed man in various places. Looking to the right, he would see the younger teens holding each other tight, trying to look innocent. If he were to look forward, he would find himself on the end of Ran's death glare. With a slight 'meep' he moved to lean against the wall and placed his gaze on his feet.

Both Farf's and Nagi's eyes, all three of them, grew suddenly cold. "Kill 'em." Farfarello volunteered.

"We don't have to kill them both. Only Him." Nagi replied coldly.

"Ay." the Irishman conceded. He glanced at Ken, then Omi, and back. "I don't think we should get them involved in this any more than they already are." he said with a level of caring that surprised all of Weiss.

What shocked them even more was that it was Ken, not Omi, that said, "No, if this is important enough for you to put your life on the line, then I will as well."

"Same here." Omi agreed. "We have only just found you, we refuse to lose you now."


"Aww. Screw it." came from Yohji. "If Ken and Omi are both in, so am I. Can't let them have all the fun." The blond said in a teasing tone.

"Well," Their 'heartless' leader said, "you will need a responsible, sane, logical adult, so I have no choice in helping those in need."

"Thank you." Nagi said as he pulled Omi into his arms and slammed his lips to those of the older boy. Ran smiled, Yohji murmured to himself "I'm not watching.", and Farf, deciding that his younger teammate had the right idea, pulled Ken into a passionate embrace.

~*X*~

The trap was set. Omi and Nagi would play the part of bait and Farfarello and Ken would be the first to arrive after their target. Ten minutes later, Yohji and Ran would show up. Ran would disable all of the cars after they got there, all but his, of course.

Their target was Brad Crawford, although only Nagi and Farf knew the real reason. Nagi had almost told Omi the night before, but something had held him back. Omi didn't know about his past, and In all honesty, Nagi was scared of what would happen if he found out. The truth wasn't worth losing the only lover to ever love him over.

Nagi knew that Farf would never tell anyone. He was far too polite for something like that. Farf... he had been treated like an animal by Schuldig and Crawford. They hadn't seen him as anything besides an insane man that wanted to hurt god. Nagi thought that, maybe Farf had warned him about Crawford because he cared for his younger teammate, the first person who had ever started by treating him like a person.

Brad Crawford would pay.

~TBC~