A Love before Time
Chapter 6- Worried With Love
Omi lie on his bed. He heard voices buzzing in the room. He slowly opened his eyes, then slammed them shut again. The light hurt. What had happened? Once again he attempted to open his eyes, succeeding this time. He found Ken sitting on the chair near his bed reading a soccer magazine.
He sat up, quickly regretting it, he let himself fall back onto the pillow. That hurt too. Ken noticed him and said, "Hey. You're finally awake."
Omi looked at him with a brow raised, curiously, "What happened?" Ken wouldn't just be there if something hadn't happened.
"Don't you remember what happened?" Ken asked, now he was confused. "The mission? Schwarz? Farfarello was attacking you? Anything?"
"Yeah. I remember going to Este to get Tsashi ba-Tsashi? Where is she? Did we get her back?" Omi asked, he was suddenly alert and flew up. He ignored the pain in his head. He just prayed Ken held the answer he wanted. But the look on Ken's face told him otherwise.
"No." Ken answered truthfully. He saw Omi's scared face. He added suddenly, "We saw her, though. The commotion brought her from the room Farfarello had been in to see what had happened. She was fine. No cuts, no bruises. Nothing." Ken said shrugging.
"Why didn't you take her?" Omi asked growing angry at his teammate.
"Omi, we couldn't. I carried you out. Yohji and Aya tried to get to her, but there were three Schwarz against them."
"Three? What happened to Farfarello?" the younger Weiss asked.
"I managed to knock him out before he could kill you." Ken answered. He shrugged. "But that Nagi kid, he moved Tsashi back into the room and locked the door. Yohji and Aya tried to get to her, but they just couldn't."
"So she's still there?" he said more to himself than to Ken, but Ken answered the rhetorical question.
"Yes."
"When do we plan to attempt another rescue?" Omi asked determined.
"Tomorrow."
"That's not soon enough."
"Omi, don't rush into this...We'll get her. We will. But you shouldn't risk getting killed over getting her right away. I bet your head hurts pretty bad after Farfarello got you. I think there's something with him though..."
"What do you mean? He's a psycho, of course there's something wrong with him!" Omi exclaimed. "He's gonna hurt Tsashi! Didn't you hear him, Ken- kun!?"
"Yes, Omi. I heard him. So did everyone else. But when we saw her she was wearing a sleeveless shirt, one of his, there were no marks on her, none that we could see. And didn't you notice how when he saw you, he immediately tried to make you frightened that he had hurt her...when he obviously hadn't?"
Omi realized what Ken was talking about. "Hai." Omi nodded. "He also claimed that he would kill me for touching her, instead of vice versa."
"You think..."
"He loves her..." Omi said.
He and Ken exchanged shocked faces.
Farfarello had been relieved to be allowed to stay in the room Tsashi was occupying. She was caring ofor him, and whenever Nagi would enter every once in a while to check on him she would send him for something or send him away. She had been so kind to him. She had even picked up the book they had been reading and read it to him. Her voice was very soothing. No wonder she is a singer, he thought.
"'it would have been a dreadfully ugly child; but it makes rather a handsome pig, I think.' And she began thinking over other children she knew, who might do very well as pigs, and was just saying to herself, 'If one only knew the right way to change them'- when she was startled by seeing the Cheshire Cat sitting on a bough of a tree a few yards off..."
Farfarello had taken her hand and she looked at him. Her eyes seemed questioning, but calm. She didn't fear him. That felt nice. She set the book down. "Do you feel better?" she asked him, she placed a hand on his forehead to check for a temperature. He had none.
"I never felt anything at all." He said.
"What do you mean? You had a bump on the back of your head the size of a quarter." She said.
"I don't feel pain anymore." He told her. "It's beyond my body's feeling." She seemed confused but shrugged it off.
He partially sat up and grabbed her and pulled her back down with him. She tried to protest, but he lay her head down on his chest and stroked her hair so gently she no longer fought back. They lie on the bed together, she listening to his heartbeat, and he stroking her silky hair.
"You're a bonny lass, you are." He told her stroking her cheek. "I want to tell you things. Everything. And I want you to tell me things too."
She didn't fully understand what he meant.
He told her things. He told her about how as a child Jei would go to church like a good Christian boy. He knew every book of the Bible and could recite most of it by heart. Then Jei became a bad boy because God hated him. Jei had killed his family and run away. Jei became Farfarello. He told her how he wanted to hurt God the way God had hurt him. Make him cry. He told her that she would help him. That she was one of God's angels and that she could hurt him most because he still cared about her.
As he finished what things he wanted to tell her then she was holding him as well as he was holding her. She told him things too. She told him about a little girl who was sent away to live with her cousin because her parents were killed. Then her cousin showed her how to play instruments. She was very depressed and the instruments and singing and writing made things feel better. Then the littler girl started dating. She had met a man she thought she loved, she was 13, and he was 17. He told her that he loved her, she believed him, he hurt her, he took her virginity through rape. She was hurt and refused any more relationships. She moved to Japan to continue on with her life as a rock star.
Farfarello squeezed her hand and said, "We have told enough things today." He moved her under him. She stared up at him, her blue-grey eyes looking at him with passion. He noticed the hint of green lurking in the watery looking depths of her eyes.
Touching her face gently he kissed her. She kissed him back. He stroked her hair and whispered sweet nothings in her ears. Things he didn't know he knew. Things he wanted for them...them...
Something told Omi that some how Farfarello was going to get to Tsashi. She was beautiful, they all knew that. But she was also defenseless against four men like Schwarz. He doubted the little one, Nagi, would do anything to her, but he didn't know 100% either. Hadn't Farfarello said that Scheldich had raped her? But as Ken had said, he might have been bluffing. Omi only could hope.
Chapter 6- Worried With Love
Omi lie on his bed. He heard voices buzzing in the room. He slowly opened his eyes, then slammed them shut again. The light hurt. What had happened? Once again he attempted to open his eyes, succeeding this time. He found Ken sitting on the chair near his bed reading a soccer magazine.
He sat up, quickly regretting it, he let himself fall back onto the pillow. That hurt too. Ken noticed him and said, "Hey. You're finally awake."
Omi looked at him with a brow raised, curiously, "What happened?" Ken wouldn't just be there if something hadn't happened.
"Don't you remember what happened?" Ken asked, now he was confused. "The mission? Schwarz? Farfarello was attacking you? Anything?"
"Yeah. I remember going to Este to get Tsashi ba-Tsashi? Where is she? Did we get her back?" Omi asked, he was suddenly alert and flew up. He ignored the pain in his head. He just prayed Ken held the answer he wanted. But the look on Ken's face told him otherwise.
"No." Ken answered truthfully. He saw Omi's scared face. He added suddenly, "We saw her, though. The commotion brought her from the room Farfarello had been in to see what had happened. She was fine. No cuts, no bruises. Nothing." Ken said shrugging.
"Why didn't you take her?" Omi asked growing angry at his teammate.
"Omi, we couldn't. I carried you out. Yohji and Aya tried to get to her, but there were three Schwarz against them."
"Three? What happened to Farfarello?" the younger Weiss asked.
"I managed to knock him out before he could kill you." Ken answered. He shrugged. "But that Nagi kid, he moved Tsashi back into the room and locked the door. Yohji and Aya tried to get to her, but they just couldn't."
"So she's still there?" he said more to himself than to Ken, but Ken answered the rhetorical question.
"Yes."
"When do we plan to attempt another rescue?" Omi asked determined.
"Tomorrow."
"That's not soon enough."
"Omi, don't rush into this...We'll get her. We will. But you shouldn't risk getting killed over getting her right away. I bet your head hurts pretty bad after Farfarello got you. I think there's something with him though..."
"What do you mean? He's a psycho, of course there's something wrong with him!" Omi exclaimed. "He's gonna hurt Tsashi! Didn't you hear him, Ken- kun!?"
"Yes, Omi. I heard him. So did everyone else. But when we saw her she was wearing a sleeveless shirt, one of his, there were no marks on her, none that we could see. And didn't you notice how when he saw you, he immediately tried to make you frightened that he had hurt her...when he obviously hadn't?"
Omi realized what Ken was talking about. "Hai." Omi nodded. "He also claimed that he would kill me for touching her, instead of vice versa."
"You think..."
"He loves her..." Omi said.
He and Ken exchanged shocked faces.
Farfarello had been relieved to be allowed to stay in the room Tsashi was occupying. She was caring ofor him, and whenever Nagi would enter every once in a while to check on him she would send him for something or send him away. She had been so kind to him. She had even picked up the book they had been reading and read it to him. Her voice was very soothing. No wonder she is a singer, he thought.
"'it would have been a dreadfully ugly child; but it makes rather a handsome pig, I think.' And she began thinking over other children she knew, who might do very well as pigs, and was just saying to herself, 'If one only knew the right way to change them'- when she was startled by seeing the Cheshire Cat sitting on a bough of a tree a few yards off..."
Farfarello had taken her hand and she looked at him. Her eyes seemed questioning, but calm. She didn't fear him. That felt nice. She set the book down. "Do you feel better?" she asked him, she placed a hand on his forehead to check for a temperature. He had none.
"I never felt anything at all." He said.
"What do you mean? You had a bump on the back of your head the size of a quarter." She said.
"I don't feel pain anymore." He told her. "It's beyond my body's feeling." She seemed confused but shrugged it off.
He partially sat up and grabbed her and pulled her back down with him. She tried to protest, but he lay her head down on his chest and stroked her hair so gently she no longer fought back. They lie on the bed together, she listening to his heartbeat, and he stroking her silky hair.
"You're a bonny lass, you are." He told her stroking her cheek. "I want to tell you things. Everything. And I want you to tell me things too."
She didn't fully understand what he meant.
He told her things. He told her about how as a child Jei would go to church like a good Christian boy. He knew every book of the Bible and could recite most of it by heart. Then Jei became a bad boy because God hated him. Jei had killed his family and run away. Jei became Farfarello. He told her how he wanted to hurt God the way God had hurt him. Make him cry. He told her that she would help him. That she was one of God's angels and that she could hurt him most because he still cared about her.
As he finished what things he wanted to tell her then she was holding him as well as he was holding her. She told him things too. She told him about a little girl who was sent away to live with her cousin because her parents were killed. Then her cousin showed her how to play instruments. She was very depressed and the instruments and singing and writing made things feel better. Then the littler girl started dating. She had met a man she thought she loved, she was 13, and he was 17. He told her that he loved her, she believed him, he hurt her, he took her virginity through rape. She was hurt and refused any more relationships. She moved to Japan to continue on with her life as a rock star.
Farfarello squeezed her hand and said, "We have told enough things today." He moved her under him. She stared up at him, her blue-grey eyes looking at him with passion. He noticed the hint of green lurking in the watery looking depths of her eyes.
Touching her face gently he kissed her. She kissed him back. He stroked her hair and whispered sweet nothings in her ears. Things he didn't know he knew. Things he wanted for them...them...
Something told Omi that some how Farfarello was going to get to Tsashi. She was beautiful, they all knew that. But she was also defenseless against four men like Schwarz. He doubted the little one, Nagi, would do anything to her, but he didn't know 100% either. Hadn't Farfarello said that Scheldich had raped her? But as Ken had said, he might have been bluffing. Omi only could hope.