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Bakura: Just shut up and start it already.

LF: Fine, if you think your so great, you do it.

Bakura: Alright then. Next chapter, have fun, read. to LF There.

LF: blows raspberry

Bakura: Oh my, why aren't you mature.

LF: grins broadly Yep.

Chapter Four: Paradise

(Omi's POV)

I looked in front of me at the tombstone and the name engraved on it. Nagi Naoe. It was thanks to Ken that all this was arranged too. I couldn't thank him enough for all he did. The grave sight was perfect, shade was present for visitor and in the fall the stone would be showered with cherry blossoms.

On the stone, along with the name, was a small statue of an angel, almost identical to the angel on the stone next to it. Both of the angels stood facing the sky, with there arms by there sides. The difference in there stone was only there names. One read Nagi Naoe. The other read Omi Tsukiyono.

I was very grateful they had that name engraved on the stone rather than Mamoru Takatori. I did not consider that to be my name. My friends had renamed me Omi Tsukiyono and that was the name I went by at school and in my free time. Mamoru died along time ago. Mamoru died and Omi was born. The difference was that Omi was happy. Despite still being beaten he was happy because of his friends.

Nagi's angel stood in the upper left hand corner while mine stood in the upper right. Standing side by side this had a major significance. It showed the friendship between Nagi and myself but it showed something else as well. It showed the greatest gift that Weiss and Schwartz could give to Nagi.

For right now they both stood here in front of his grave. They were able, even if only for this one time, to put there pasts aside and find a similarity between them. Here they were side by side, both morning the same lost soul, the same broken heart. And while the rest of the world my forget about him these six wouldn't.

I turned from the graves and walked past the people, slightly brushing against Ken. I knew he felt me then, he was always the closest to me when I was alive. "Thank you, Ken." I saw him nod as if hearing, whether he did or simply sensed it I wasn't sure.

I didn't look back as I walked to where the person stood by the tree, arms crossed, waited for me to finish.

(Ken's POV)

"Thank you, Ken." I looked around. That was Omi's voice. I am sure of it. Still I didn't see him. All the same I guess I shouldn't expect to. I am just glad I was able to do one last thing to help. I nodded to show I had heard. As if to say he was welcome.

Even though I didn't expect to see him when I looked behind me there he was. He stood next to the boy I now know as Nagi underneath the cherry blossom tree and they resembled the angels on there tombstones. There hand were locked together in a caring hold and that was how there were as they faded from my sight. This was how it should be. I knew those two where meant to be together now. How else could Omi have returned?

When I looked back to the tombstone I had to blink to make sure I wasn't seeing thing. The statues had changed. I wasn't sure when it had happened or if anyone in Weiss or Schwartz had seen but I was sure of the change now. The change was ever so slight but all the same noticeable if one looked for it. The statues looked that same as they had earlier accept for one minor difference.....now the angels were holding hands.

Not a word about the subject escaped my lips that day. I was the only one who knew of the boys feelings to each other and it was not my place to tell. The others would notice in time and if they wished to accept such things would understand the meaning of the statues.

(Nagi's POV)

He was finally finished and heading toward me. It was so comforting to have him around even in death. Right before I died I had thought I had felt him kiss me but I wasn't sure. I haven't said a word on the subject and neither has he. Still it didn't make anything between us uncomfortable, so whether it happened or not didn't seem all that important.

"I don't see why you came here. Nor frankly do I understand why you cried when I died. You knew this way I would be happier." Of coarse I was happier, Otousama could no longer hurt me and I could stay with Omi forever.

"Because you died, why wouldn't I cry. Even though I knew you would return in spirit it is still a sad occasion. And I came here to pay my respects like everyone else."

I roll my eyes, "Whatever. I just don't get you sometimes."

His grin simply brightened, "I know." I couldn't help but roll my eyes again. "Anyway, come on it is time to go."

"Go? Go where?"

"Home." The word was simple but at the same time confusing. How do spirits go home? Where do we live? I asked Omi what he meant, not in words but by the confusing written across my face. "Come on, just close our eyes." I closed my eyes like he asked me to and felt him come to stand beside me. He took my hand in his and I only felt a light, warm feeling before the sounds and smells around me completely changed.

The silence of cemetery was replaced with the thunder of water crashing rocks, and the shouts of voice. Bird's voices rang through the air, and the smell of trees and nature filled my nose. Water lightly sprayed on my skin, and wind played with my cloths and hair.

"You can open your eyes now." I opened my eyes to the scene I had seen before in my dream. Even the women by the water was the same. But this time I did run to her. It had been years since I had last seen her and I missed her so much.

"Hello Nagi, it's great to see you again son." Her smile was sweet and sincere.

"It's great to see you again too Okasan." I released my grip on her and took a step back.

"My how you have grown. You are such a handsome man now." Her smile never left her face. Another thing I noticed when I died was that all my bruises and injuries had been healed. This fact please me at the moment because I didn't want her to see what Otousama had done, though for some reason is suspect she already known and is sadden beacause of what had happened.

She looks past me to where Omi still stood. "As for you Omi." Her sweet voice help both a mixture of seriousness and humour in it. Omi, for his part, walked up behind me. "Don't you run off like that again. You caused us all a scare."

"I doubt you were all scared. I know these boys, most of them would find this funny more than anything else."

She sighed, "As much as I would like to deny that, it is true. All the same you scared me."

"I'm sorry Naoe-san."

"It's alright. Just please tell me next time. And I am grateful that you were looking after my little boy." I blushed but was slightly insulted. I wasn't little anymore, though I didn't voice this opinion. "Besides, of all the people my son could fall in love with, I don't think I could have made a better selection." My mouth fell open. Not only had okasan just determine me gay but also acting like Omi and I were an official couple. I have not said anything to anyone about likeing Omi. Mind you it was the truth, but still....

She didn't wait for and answedr before giving me a kiss on the forehead and flying off. I still was speechless not to mention embarrassed. "Omi, did you....well....did you kiss me as I was dying?"

It was Omi's turn to blush now, which was nice because it was usually be doing the blushing and this was a welcome change. "Yes. That's okay, right?"

"Of coarse. I was just wondering if you would....um....do it again."

My only answer was a pair of lips on mine. I responded mmediately and the gentle kiss quickly deepened. I tingling feeling pasted thorugh my back as wings extended and folded around Omi. His wings were also visiable but they remained motionless on his back.

When the kiss broke we were both out of breath. "Thanks." I was silence as his lips covered mine agian and battle of dominance between our tounges was waged.

This kiss was interrupted by water being splashed at us. Omi shuck his head and reminded me a cute kitten. My cute kitten. "Hey Omi, mind giving it a rest. Not everyone here want to see you and your boyfriend making out."

Omi didn't quite give a very conventual response. Rather he stuck his tounge out at the boy before turning back to me and starting to kiss me more passionate than any time before. Soon he started a trail of kisses from the lip, down the jawline, and was currently sucking and nipping at my neck. If it weren't for the fact that what he was being felt so damn good I would have tried to stop him. Expecially because I could still hear the other child that were splashing around the water. "Ah, come on Weiss. Give us a break." Others were giving off cat calls.

All the same we knew we had to stop before we seriously got in trouble. We finally stopped and were convinced to join the other children in games. As we were descending into the water, but still far enough away so my voice couldn't me heard I whispered to Omi, in a mock threatening tone. "You better me planning to finish what you started later."

"But of coarse," he smile back before kissing me once more, this one gentle and sweet, and finally reaching the others.

This place truely was paradise.

LF: There you go faithful readers. And they all lived.....um died.....happily ever after.

Ryou: suspicious glance You just love killing people don't you.

LF: Yep.

Ryou: sighs I figured.