Meetings

Disclaimer: I don't own Weiß, or Scwartz. So don't even bother trying to
sue me.

A/N: Huggles Craw/Brad. Thank you for the reassurance and all the wonderful reviews...Your reviews are one of the main reasons I continue this fic....
that and I love OxN pairings! ^^

Nagi woke up the next day to rocks being thrown at his window. He rubbed
his eyes and stretched, feeling immmensly better than the day before. The
pebbles were still being thrown at his window. Whoever it was didn't seem
to wanna give up.

Nagi frowned. Oh well, nothing like taking care of some morons with his
'gift' to start the day and see how he was feeling. He padded over to the
window, ready to throw some goons into some very hard brick walls.+ Let's
see what the losers are gonna do then+ Nagi thought to himself.

He flung open the window and looked down irritably, glaring daggers at
whoever was going to be brave enough to meet his eyes.

"PRODIGY! LET ME IN THIS HOUSE IMMEDIATELY!!!" Crawford's voice roared to
Nagi's sleep-affected ears. Not a good idea, you should never yell at a
sleepy telekinetic, at least not one with Nagi's past...

Nagi instinctively threw the offender into the nearest brick wall. Poor Crawford soon became rather good friends with Mr. Wall. Brad then slid down to meet Mr. Pavement, boy, Crawford was meeting so many new friends today,
he was having a regular party!

Nagi's eye's widened when he realized whom he just threw. He winced and
slowly disappeared back into his room, closing the window softly, and got dressed for school, staying quiet, as if afraid Crawford would hear him up
on the second floor through the window.

Nagi walked down the stairs into the kitchen. Schu was already up and
making breakfast. If you could call pouring 3 bowls of cereal making breakfast. Nagi plopped down in his seat, staring at the cereal in front of him. Schu had forgot the spoon so he mentally opened the drawer and floated
one out. Schu watched him lazily with half-closed eyes.

"Well chibi, it looks like you're all better now, ne?" The red haired
German drawled out.
Nagi nodded and continued eating. "You're gonna hafta go to school today Naggles. But do me a favor and make sure Brad doesn't get in here. He's going to learn to appreciate me even if
it costs him a fortune." Schu grinned and got up.

Nagi shook his head, walked over to the sink, and dumped the empty bowl and spoon. He walked out into the living room where he had left his books last
night. Farf was flipping through stations, trying to find a nice and gory
movie on, preferably with a lot of God-hurting,

Nagi gathered his books and papers together and shoved them into his waiting bookbag. He checked the security cameras to make sure that Crawford
was nowhere near the front door. He wasn't, He was talking to a Schu
leaning out of the guest room window. He punched in the code to open the
door and close as soon as he passed. He paused, "Hey, Farf," he called.
The Irishman looked up with curiosity.
"Don't let Brad in, he went to help out God, he's not allowed to come in until Schu says, okay?" Nagi said, coming up with a reason not to let Brad in fast, He smiled when the Irishman frowned, then nodded and went back to
channel surfing.

Nagi walked out the front door and turned to hurry down the sidewalk. He
had to get away before Crawford caught him. He and Omi had made
arrangements to meet before school and hang out. That was the only reason he left so early. He turned the final corner to get to school and increased
his pace.... For the first time in years, Nagi couldn't wait to get to
school.........

() With Omi ()

Omi was sleeping peacefully, lost in a pleasant dream when the alarm clock decided to make its death wish known. It blared out an incredibly annoying
beep at a volume that should be against the law to make so early in the
morning.

A hand shot out from beneath the covers and destroyed the offending object.
The poor clock shattered, it never stood a chance.

Omi sat up and yawned. He looked dismally at the pulverized clock before sighing, great, now he needed a new clock for the second time this week. He
really needed to learn to just hit the friggen button.

Omi climbed out of bed, sleepily pulling on his school uniform. The movie had ended late last night, and he had gotten to bed even later thanks to a
forgotten report due to Kritiker in the morning. He stumbled down the stairs, following the aroma of coffee and pancakes. Omi licked his lips, he
-loved- pancakes. The fresh coffee was an added bonus.

He hurried into the kitchen and grabbed a mug, +please don't let Yohji be
in here+ he mentally prayed. The blonde playboy didn't allow Omi to have
coffee.

"Omi! Put that mug away! Your too young for coffee!" a sleepy voice barked
out.

Omi sighed, he should have known coffee -and- pancakes would have been too
good to be true. He dug out a glass of milk and sat down, waiting for a stack of steaming pancakes to be sat in front of him. "Yohji-kun, am I 'too
young' for pancakes too?" Omi asked, still sleepy, but now irritable.

Yohji smiled, "No, you're not too young for pancakes, no one can ever be
too young for pancakes!" Yohji paused, patting Omi's head affectionately
"Though you -are- a bit of a smartass."

Omi rolled his eyes, there was no understanding Yohji when he was actually up this early. His eyes widened, he -had- to get to school, NOW! "Gomen Aya-
kun, I guess I'm not hungry after all. Well, I'm off. Ja!" Omi said, picking up his bookbag as he ran out the door. He stopped outside, thought a moment, then ran back in and grabbed $10. He could eat something when he
got to school. Or he'd find something on the way. Like coffee! Omi smiled to himself as he ran into a nearby convenience store and quickly came back
out, holding a steaming cup of coffee. He drank the hot liquid slowly,
savoring the taste, and threw away the cup when he was finished. Time to
meet Nagi, and he couldn't wait.

() With Nagi ()

Nagi sat on the ledge outside of school, waiting for the blond boy to show up. For some reason he couldn't get Omi out of his mind. +Why? Why can't I
stop thinking of him? What's the matter with me?+ Nagi thought quietly to
himself, smiling as he saw Omi round the corner, the sun shining on his
golden hair, making it shine in the bright morning light. Omi's eyes
sparkled as he walked up to Nagi.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, Yohji wouldn't let me have coffee, and the
pancakes were taking too long to make, so I decided to leave and pick up
some coffee at the convenience store down the street." Omi said.

"It's no problem, I left early, so I knew I might have to wait."

So the two continued to talk about their common interests, software, among
other things. Both were startled by the sound of the bell, time seemed to
fly when the two were with each other. They regretfully headed to class, promising to meet up after school at that computer café on Crescent Street.

So the day went on, and the other students noticed that the tension that
usually surrounded the two was gone, and the air was clear again. Omi and Nagi waited impatiently for the end of the day, practically flying out the
door when the bell did ring, and making to the computer café in record
time.

They paid for a booth and surfed the Internet. They ordered Omi's favorite,
coffee, and talked about their home lives, telling each other things they
hadn't even realized they were feeling. Both felt out of place, Omi,
because of his now known genealogy, Nagi, well Nagi just felt that he was never understood, being used only as a tool. Not because of him personally, just his powers. Omi could relate, about not being understood, but since he
had no powers, he couldn't possibly fathom the pain Nagi went through
because of them. The rejection, the fear, the hate. He had no idea how
those hurt the poor boy.

Soon the conversation turned to lighter topics. Hours passed, and Nagi
realized that he had to go if he wanted to beat Crawford home and get in
without getting hassled. The two parted regretfully with promises to meet
again.

() With Omi ()

As Omi walked home in the fading afternoon light, he smiled at the memory of a few hours before. He hoped that Aya-kun wouldn't notice the fact that
he'd been gone so long, after all he had a right to a private life too
didn't he? Yes, he decided, he did.

Lucky for him, Weß had a mission tonight, and he was needed to draw up a
strategy.

Nothing like work to take your mind off things. He mused.

() With Nagi ()

As soon as he walked in the door, Nagi knew something was up. Schu looked at him, "We have a mission, looks like Brad gets to see us again. But he's
STILL NOT GETTING IN!!!"

As Nagi waited for the mission to start, he thought to himself, +Brad might wanna do something about Schu soon, or he'll never get back in his house.+

**Damn Straight Chibi.** The German's nasal voice drawled in his mind.

So that's it. I'll wait for the mission for next chapter. The only reason I
updated is because I felt bad for the people who did review, so you guys
get this chapter. But even if you do give me ten reviews, you guys won't
get three chapters at once. Thanks again for reviewing Craw/Brad, I love
your stories, I hope you update soon! ^^ Ja everyone!

/*\ Mizu /*\