Mind Raped -- 3 --
disclaimers : i don't own any of these characters (unless otherwise stated). i didn't use them with permission, and i'm not making any money off of them. besides, if i owned them, why would i be writing fanfics about them?
i am so happy that people are reviewing my story! it makes me soo happy! heres the next installment!
Yohji knocked on Aya's door.
"What?" Aya growled. He felt bad for taking his mood out on Omi like that earlier that evening. The fact that their youngest member had prompty disappeared into the icy night didn't help his disposition at all.
"Aya-kun, I'm really worried about Omi. He's been gone since 7...I tried calling all his friends but no-one's seen him. And I can't find that...Naoe's...number. Any idea where he might've gone?"
Aya growled again. He didn't need to be reminded that it was his fault Omi had left. He'd had a fight with his sister() earlier, had been distracted over it and burned dinner, sat through an extreme round of Yohji's teasing, and then Omi'd dropped the vase. It had been the last straw. He even hit the genki young man. No wonder Omi had run away. Aya rolled over and glanced at the clock.
12: 04 blinked up at him. This struck a chord of worry in his chest. Yohji said he'd left at seven....which meant Omi had been missing for no less than five hours. He'd never been gone for more than two without calling in, no matter WHAT had happened. He knew, because when Yohji had accidentally hit him, he'd done the same thing. Except faithfully, an hour and a half later, he called to tell them he was at the movies. Now, five hours later, nothing.
"Something must have happened to him."
Yohji nodded. "He's never gone this long without calling before. I'm really worried."
Aya and Yohji weren't the only ones worrying about Omi. Schuldig and Nagi were leaning over him, as he slept on the couch.
"You're SURE he's the weiss boy? You couldn't have read him wrong?"
"He said he was quitting...I was curious, so I dug into his memories. This is Bombay. Although I wonder how he let those guys sneak up on him like that."
Nagi paled even further. "Oh my god....I totally forgot what happened to him...Poor Omi...I want to make everything better for him...But how...?"
Schuldig slipped quietly into Nagi's mind. "You really like him, don't you?"
Nagi's pale face was suddenly tinged with color. "He's my best friend...And he's attractive...And ...yeah....I'm attracted to him. Him being Weiss doesn't change how I feel..."
"It's ok. I won't tell Crawford." Nagi noticed Schuldig's wry grin, so different from his usual smirk, and felt warmed. He hugged him tightly.
"Thankyou, Schu.."
"Look, don't get all touchy feely on me now."
Nagi blushed and backed off, opting to sit and watch his friend. I really DO like him...Weiss or not, we've been friends forever...
Schuldig was looking at him with a sly look. "Wouldn't you like to kiss him. Look how innocent he looks, lying there...."
Nagi frowned at him. "Don't play with me, Schuldig."
"I'm not. I'm simply reflecting your deeper thoughts back at you."
"I'M NOT THINKING ABOUT KISSING HIM!!!" actually, i think i was....
Omi stirred. "Nnnngh..Nagi?" Nagi jerked, then smiled warmly.
"Hello Omi...how are you feeling?"
"Like I got hit by a truck..."
"You've got a fever, and probably a cold, too. I think you're going to be spending the rest of the night here, ok?"
Omi smiled. "Thankyou...." his eyes closed, and he was asleep again. Nagi sat down beside him, and lay his head on Omi's stomach. Soon, both teens were fast asleep. Schuldig grinned, and shut off the light. Omi would get a surprise in the morning....
disclaimers : i don't own any of these characters (unless otherwise stated). i didn't use them with permission, and i'm not making any money off of them. besides, if i owned them, why would i be writing fanfics about them?
i am so happy that people are reviewing my story! it makes me soo happy! heres the next installment!
Yohji knocked on Aya's door.
"What?" Aya growled. He felt bad for taking his mood out on Omi like that earlier that evening. The fact that their youngest member had prompty disappeared into the icy night didn't help his disposition at all.
"Aya-kun, I'm really worried about Omi. He's been gone since 7...I tried calling all his friends but no-one's seen him. And I can't find that...Naoe's...number. Any idea where he might've gone?"
Aya growled again. He didn't need to be reminded that it was his fault Omi had left. He'd had a fight with his sister() earlier, had been distracted over it and burned dinner, sat through an extreme round of Yohji's teasing, and then Omi'd dropped the vase. It had been the last straw. He even hit the genki young man. No wonder Omi had run away. Aya rolled over and glanced at the clock.
12: 04 blinked up at him. This struck a chord of worry in his chest. Yohji said he'd left at seven....which meant Omi had been missing for no less than five hours. He'd never been gone for more than two without calling in, no matter WHAT had happened. He knew, because when Yohji had accidentally hit him, he'd done the same thing. Except faithfully, an hour and a half later, he called to tell them he was at the movies. Now, five hours later, nothing.
"Something must have happened to him."
Yohji nodded. "He's never gone this long without calling before. I'm really worried."
Aya and Yohji weren't the only ones worrying about Omi. Schuldig and Nagi were leaning over him, as he slept on the couch.
"You're SURE he's the weiss boy? You couldn't have read him wrong?"
"He said he was quitting...I was curious, so I dug into his memories. This is Bombay. Although I wonder how he let those guys sneak up on him like that."
Nagi paled even further. "Oh my god....I totally forgot what happened to him...Poor Omi...I want to make everything better for him...But how...?"
Schuldig slipped quietly into Nagi's mind. "You really like him, don't you?"
Nagi's pale face was suddenly tinged with color. "He's my best friend...And he's attractive...And ...yeah....I'm attracted to him. Him being Weiss doesn't change how I feel..."
"It's ok. I won't tell Crawford." Nagi noticed Schuldig's wry grin, so different from his usual smirk, and felt warmed. He hugged him tightly.
"Thankyou, Schu.."
"Look, don't get all touchy feely on me now."
Nagi blushed and backed off, opting to sit and watch his friend. I really DO like him...Weiss or not, we've been friends forever...
Schuldig was looking at him with a sly look. "Wouldn't you like to kiss him. Look how innocent he looks, lying there...."
Nagi frowned at him. "Don't play with me, Schuldig."
"I'm not. I'm simply reflecting your deeper thoughts back at you."
"I'M NOT THINKING ABOUT KISSING HIM!!!" actually, i think i was....
Omi stirred. "Nnnngh..Nagi?" Nagi jerked, then smiled warmly.
"Hello Omi...how are you feeling?"
"Like I got hit by a truck..."
"You've got a fever, and probably a cold, too. I think you're going to be spending the rest of the night here, ok?"
Omi smiled. "Thankyou...." his eyes closed, and he was asleep again. Nagi sat down beside him, and lay his head on Omi's stomach. Soon, both teens were fast asleep. Schuldig grinned, and shut off the light. Omi would get a surprise in the morning....