Mind Raped -- 4
I know...I'm a bad person. I haven't updated in FOREVER...feel free to scream at me now. I just...lost my inspiration. I think I've gotten it back now.
heres the (possibly) long awaited "Next Chapter'. enjoy. -
as always, none of Weiß, Schwarz, nor anything else belongs to me, unless i specifically state.
Omi woke up slowly, feeling like he was dying, but also at the same time, feeling oddly warm and comforted, and that was a strange feeling to be waking up to. He opened his eyes, and saw a dark brown head on his chest. It didn't belong to Aya or Yohji, obviously, and Ken's head wasn't that small, or his hair that fine. It wasn't anyone Omi recognised, at least from that angle, and for a moment, he panicked.
His sniffles and gasps for breath woke up whoever was on him, and they looked up at him with large blue eyes. They blinked once, twice, then scrambled up.
"OMI! I'm sorry! I guess I feel asleep ....next to you, or something!"
Memory kicked him in the ass. "Na...ngi?" he asked, sounding horribly stuffed up. When Nagi had scrambled up off him, he'd taken the blanket with him, and Omi realized how cold he was now that both his heat sources were gone.
Nagi froze in shock, not believing he'd just fallen asleep on top of one of his worst enemies. I thought he was your friend, Nagi? Schuldig asked into his mind.
He is....Was.....I don't even KNOW anymore! He's Weiß! What am I gonna do? I still...Still like him, you know!
What are you asking me for? The sound of water running from the bathroom alerted them to the fact that Schuldig was in the shower, and if he held true to his past, would be there for at least the next hour or so. Omi started shivering, and grabbed for the blanket Nagi had pulled away from him.
"Good morning, Nagi. I don't mind that you were there...It kept me warm..."
"Oh, thats right...You're sick, aren't you?" Omi nodded, feeling pitiful. He'd almost driven what had happened to him out of his mind, but the pain in his backside wouldn't let him forget for long. He shifted, and winced. Nagi gasped, apparently remembering also.
"How do you feel? Would you like anything? Breakfast? Coffee? ...Painkillers?"
"I...Don't want to impose..."
"It's no trouble." Nagi smiled, trying to think of anything other than 'Weiss,' which kept running through his head everytime he so much as LOOKED at Omi. How can we remain friends after this...?He wondered.
Schuldig answered his question for him. Simply. You can't. Either kill him now, and get it over with, or knock him out and take him home... Nagi cracked off a few rude remarks to the German, mentally, and fixed Omi something hot to drink. Feeling like the villain Weiß thought Schwarz was, he added a sleeping drug to the drink, enough to knock Omi out for a day, or more.
Aya was frantic. Omi had NEVER in his LIFE been gone that long without telling anyone. Yohji was sure he'd been murdered and left in an alleyway somewhere. Ken and Aya refused to believe that, and all three of them searched tirelessly. Not a trace of him could be found. His footsteps had even been wiped out by the nights snowfall. He could have been ANYWHERE...
"Aya.... Where did he GO?" Ken turned, looking helpless. "Not even Manx knows where he is..."
"He..HEY! Look over there!" Yohji pointed to the distance. Someone was walking towards them, carrying someone who looked ...familiar...
Ken was running before Yohji'd even finished his sentence. It was a little brown haired boy, and he was holding...
"OOOMIIII!!!!!" Aya and Yohji weren't far behind. Ken snatched him away. "What's wrong with him?!" he demanded. The young boy's voice was soft, almost a whisper.
"He showed up on my doorstep last night. He...well..." his voice, if it were possible, got lower. "He was beat up pretty bad, and he was...raped. He's also kind of sick...I gave him something to make him sleep...He should sleep for several hours." He handed Omi over to the loud brunette, and turned away, knowing that they were Weiß. Kind of surprising. They looked like regular people.
"I'm surprised you did it.."
"Shut up, Schuldig."
"I mean...that must have taken a lot."
"SHUT UP, Schuldig."
"If I were in love with my worst enemy, I don't think I'd take him back."
"Schuldig...."
"I think I'd have kept him, and seduced him and done hentai things with him."
"WOULD YOU JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP!?!"
".....Jeez. Spastic much?"
Aya, Ken, and Yohji sat in the Mission Room, talking with Manx.
"You said a young boy brought him back?" Manx asked, for what had to be the zillionth time. Ken was tired of it.
"YES! And from the way he looked, I think its Omi's little friend, Naoe Nagi..."
Manx looked at him hard, a new edge to her piercing gaze. "Naoe Nagi, you just said?" She popped a tape into the machine. "Does he look like this?"
Persia's baritone voice filtered into the room. "Men of Weiß, your mission is to take out these men: Brad Crawford, Farfarello, Schuldig, and Nagi Naoe. They are the assassins known as Schwarz, and are Takatori's bodyguards. Deny these evil beasts their tomorrows" Pictures flashed up on the screen accompanying his words. They instantly recognised the young boy who'd brought Omi home.
"Its HIM!"
"Omi went to the ENEMY!"
"How could he have betrayed Weiss like that?!"
"All of you, calm down. I don't think Omi did it on purpose. How long have they been friends?"
Aya was, surprisingly, the first to become rational again. "Almost a year now."
"And wasn't it NAGI that Omi said he'd been asking for help with missions?" Yohji idly commented.
Manx turned on him. "He WHAT?"
Ken came to his rescue. "This was before we knew that Takatori, or Schwarz were a threat. We just found out TODAY that Nagi is Schwarz. Omi couldn't POSSIBLY have known. And sometimes, there were deadlines that Omi just couldn't make on his own. Nagi helped him hack. Actually, I think Omi helped Nagi on more than one occasion, too. Probably with Schwarz stuff..."
Manx rolled her eyes. "Make sure he has no more contact. Now that we know, they probably do also. I'm giving you all a week off to deal with whatever happened to Omi. The Schwarz mission can begin in seven days."