Chapter 2
"A movie?" Omi was dubious. "At 12 thirty?"
"Why not?" Schuldich was slowly luring the boy closer to the theatre. It was a one dollar late night horror matinee. Omi, it turned out, wasn't much of a horror fan.
"Hell no! They scare me!"
"Please?" Schuldig used Nagi's technique, and turned on the large puppy dog eyes. Omi caved.
"Well....Ok....Fine..."
I take it back..this is not fine this is ANYTHING BUT FINE SCHULDIG I KNOW YOU CAN HEAR ME!!!
The movie had turned out scarier than even Schuldig was expecting. Omi was quaking in the seat next to him. Schuldig could FEEL the fear radiating from him.
"Why don't you hold onto my arm, maybe you won't be so scared." The words were out before he could stop them, and as soon as Omi latched onto him he realized they must have looked like a couple. But when Omi buried his face in Schuldig's shirt he decided that maybe it wasn't such a bad thing after all....
After the movie they began wandering around again. Omi yawned, and Schuldig realized how late it was.
"Hey, you got a place to stay?" Omi blinked mid-yawn, confused.
"Huh?" He closed his mouth. "Oh, uh, yeah. I've been staying in my old apartment. But I'm going to be looking for a new one soon. One with no memories connected to it." He sounded wistful.
Again Schuldig's mouth ran ahead of his brain. "You can stay with me if you want to."
Omi gazed at up at him. "Really?" He nodded. Omi gave it a few minutes thought.
"Okay."
Schuldig opened the door and flipped on the light. Omi stepped in, his mouth hanging open.
"You live HERE?!"
"You don't like it?" For some reason this frightened the German.
"Oh, NO! I love it! But its so....extravagent, so luxurious. You live here by yourself?" Omi looked up at him.
Schuldig's breath caught. Omi made such a picture, one hand delicately poised over the wall, shyly looking up through impossibly long eyelashes, looking coy and drop dead sexy---
Schuldig swallowed. "Ah, yes. I live alone."
"How lonely..." The youth slipped off his shoes and padded silently into the room.
He moves like a cat...Schuldig thought to himself. Well, then again, Bombay WAS an assassin. A good one, too...
He was moved from his thoughts by Omi's exclamation of surprise. He smiled and followed him into the living room. His smile widened as he realized what it was Omi was so entranced by.
Nagi had spent a lot of time at his house, they all had. As a result, Schuldig had an incredibly powerful supercomputer in his living room. Omi was touching it almost reverently. He had to chuckle.
"It was Nagi's. I don't know what to do with the damn thing. It's yours if you want it."
Omi turned starry eyes on him. His mouth was hanging open in a wide, disbelieving smile. Schuldig, even being a telepath, was totally unprepared for the assault the blonde boy launched on him.
"THANKYOUTHANKYOU! OH, THANKYOU SCHU!!!!" Omi knocked them both to the ground. Schuldig looked up into Omi's flushed, smiling face, and realized that he'd only have to tilt his head a small amount in order to kiss him. Omi was realizing how close he'd come to the telepath in his enthusiasm, and was even more flushed. Schuldig couldn't help it.
He kissed him.
"A movie?" Omi was dubious. "At 12 thirty?"
"Why not?" Schuldich was slowly luring the boy closer to the theatre. It was a one dollar late night horror matinee. Omi, it turned out, wasn't much of a horror fan.
"Hell no! They scare me!"
"Please?" Schuldig used Nagi's technique, and turned on the large puppy dog eyes. Omi caved.
"Well....Ok....Fine..."
I take it back..this is not fine this is ANYTHING BUT FINE SCHULDIG I KNOW YOU CAN HEAR ME!!!
The movie had turned out scarier than even Schuldig was expecting. Omi was quaking in the seat next to him. Schuldig could FEEL the fear radiating from him.
"Why don't you hold onto my arm, maybe you won't be so scared." The words were out before he could stop them, and as soon as Omi latched onto him he realized they must have looked like a couple. But when Omi buried his face in Schuldig's shirt he decided that maybe it wasn't such a bad thing after all....
After the movie they began wandering around again. Omi yawned, and Schuldig realized how late it was.
"Hey, you got a place to stay?" Omi blinked mid-yawn, confused.
"Huh?" He closed his mouth. "Oh, uh, yeah. I've been staying in my old apartment. But I'm going to be looking for a new one soon. One with no memories connected to it." He sounded wistful.
Again Schuldig's mouth ran ahead of his brain. "You can stay with me if you want to."
Omi gazed at up at him. "Really?" He nodded. Omi gave it a few minutes thought.
"Okay."
Schuldig opened the door and flipped on the light. Omi stepped in, his mouth hanging open.
"You live HERE?!"
"You don't like it?" For some reason this frightened the German.
"Oh, NO! I love it! But its so....extravagent, so luxurious. You live here by yourself?" Omi looked up at him.
Schuldig's breath caught. Omi made such a picture, one hand delicately poised over the wall, shyly looking up through impossibly long eyelashes, looking coy and drop dead sexy---
Schuldig swallowed. "Ah, yes. I live alone."
"How lonely..." The youth slipped off his shoes and padded silently into the room.
He moves like a cat...Schuldig thought to himself. Well, then again, Bombay WAS an assassin. A good one, too...
He was moved from his thoughts by Omi's exclamation of surprise. He smiled and followed him into the living room. His smile widened as he realized what it was Omi was so entranced by.
Nagi had spent a lot of time at his house, they all had. As a result, Schuldig had an incredibly powerful supercomputer in his living room. Omi was touching it almost reverently. He had to chuckle.
"It was Nagi's. I don't know what to do with the damn thing. It's yours if you want it."
Omi turned starry eyes on him. His mouth was hanging open in a wide, disbelieving smile. Schuldig, even being a telepath, was totally unprepared for the assault the blonde boy launched on him.
"THANKYOUTHANKYOU! OH, THANKYOU SCHU!!!!" Omi knocked them both to the ground. Schuldig looked up into Omi's flushed, smiling face, and realized that he'd only have to tilt his head a small amount in order to kiss him. Omi was realizing how close he'd come to the telepath in his enthusiasm, and was even more flushed. Schuldig couldn't help it.
He kissed him.