Mizu: Yay!! I'm ba~ack! Did anyone miss meh? *looks around* *cricket
cricket* I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that...
*AHEM!!!*
Mizu: Oh yeah... Everyone, this is my muse, Mika. She's been trying to get me to write, yet my laziness is too much of a match. Even for her. Oh yeah, The Choatic Ones, this really is going to be a shounen ai...They're in the denial stage though... XD
Mika: You don't deserve any reviews. At all. NONE!!! As punishment, you shall write this all in one sitting. Go!
Mizu: But I-
Mika: No buts!
Mizu: *gets all teary* mean muses. I don't own Weiss Kreuz. On wif ze fic.
Mika: *flicks whip over Mizu's back* Write girl, write!!
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Nagi stood in the entryway, impatiently waiting for Schu to stop fiddling
with his hair and get his ass down there. Farf crouched beside him,
deciding which knives needed attention and which were being spoiled. Nagi
slowly inched away from him.
Nagi was still thinking about the get-together from earlier today with Omi. He smiled a secret smile to himself, remembering the sense of companionship
he seemed to feel when with him. He was jolted out of his thoughts when a clambering could be heard on the stairs. Farf looked up, watching the red-
headed German thump down the stairway.
"Ready bishounen?" Schu asked Nagi lazily.
"I've been ready Mastermind, it you the was taking so long prepping with your hair so you'd look perfect for your damn koi that took so long." Nagi
said irritably, annoying at being dragged out of his thoughts.
Schu huffed, "Excuse me for caring about my appearence. We're going up
against Weiss tonight, I wanna look my best." he laughed.
Nagi froze."Weiss?"
"Yup, you get a chance to tangle with Bombay for bringing the dreaded
homework over." Schu laughed again.
Nagi frowned and turned away. "Ready Farf? You get to play with Siberian
again..."
The Irishman's eye lit up, "In that case I should take Crimson and leave
Stab behind." he mused, rearranging his knives.
Nagi inched even further away, and went to open the door. "Is Brad waiting
outside?" he asked Schu.
"Yep, so that means get your asses outside now and shut the damn door."
Mastermind ordered.
They left, piling into Brad's car. Schu sat in back, in Farf's normal seat
next to Nagi. Farf shrugged and climbed in the front, while Schuldich
smirked in the back, asserting his anger with Brad. Nagi sighed.
Oracle's eye witched in the rear-view mirror. "We're to stop Weiss from collecting vital Takatori information from the computers tonight. If any of
it gets out, Takatori's black market business will be shredded, not to
mention our bodies. He won't touch our pay. Yet." he grounded out in a
clipped voice. We all nodded, as we drove to the building, each lost in
thought.
()With Weiss()
"So you're all clear on the mission?" Manx asked.
They nodded, watching the now blank video screen.
"Bombay, it will be up to you to get the information from the computers,
The others will deal with any turbulence that might interfere. If we get
this now, Takatori will be forced to stop the black market dealings. For
now at least. Is everyone in?" Manx asked again, to be sure.
"Yes." they all answered, getting up to leave.
"I'll be going then. Here's the blueprints to the building, the computers are on the main floor, in the corner room. Good luck." and with that, Manx
departed.
Weiss seperated to get ready for the mission. Minutes later they gathered
in the hallway.
"Everybody know they're assignments." Aya asked, although it was more of a statement than a question. Nevertheless they all nodded. "Good. Let's go."
()In the building()
Omi entered the room quietly. There had been a serious lack of guards, which made Omi uneasy, all the more alert in case anything should arise. He
spotted the computers along the far wall. He grinned. It was time to do
what he did best. He stepped toward the chair when a light flicked on. Startled, he turned around to scan the corners of the room. +Baka baka! You
should have done that first!+ he scolded himself.
There stood Prodigy, arms crossed, leaning against the wall."Good Evening
Bombay." he said smoothly.
Omi nodded, readying his darts, "Prodigy."
They stood there awkwardly, watching the other.
Prodigy sighed. "We should at least give the impression of a decent fight
if we're just going to stand there."
Bombay smiled. "My thoughts exactly."
So they tore up the room, making it look like a horrible fight had occured.
Bombay got the the information he needed and they parted with only a
passing nod. Prodigy took a dart stuck in the wall nearby and stabbed
himself in the arm, then again in the leg. He flinched. He hated the idea of it, but it was nessecary. Ripping his clothes a little he limped out of
the room, back to the meeting place Oracle had set.
Mastermind spotted him first, "Naggles what happened, you look like a
truck!"
Oracle and Berserker looked up. "Prodigy, please tell me you stopped
Bombay." Oracle finally said.
Prodigy didn't look up. Oracle sighed. "Let's see, Farfellow, Schuldich and I have all fallen under his wrath before. Your turn." Prodigy kept his head
down, nodding slightly.
"Let's go, there's nothing more that can be done here." Oracle barked, irritation evident in his voice. Everyone followed meekly. Schuldich sat in
the back again though, much to the further annoyance of Brad.
*Don't worry Nagi-kins, it'll be all over with soon. Although Crawford will
strip your powers so you can't soften the blows. He's pissed right now,
usually he senses when I go into his head.* Schu's voice echoed in his
head. Nagi put up his guard, keeping the conversation going, but blocking
him from reading anything.
Schu patted Nagi on the leg. Nagi kept silent.
()With Weiss()
They entered the flower shop in good spirits. They had the information they
needed and they would send it tonight. Yohji and Ken clapped Omi on the
back, and Aya gave Omi a slight nod.
Omi headed to the mission room to write the report, where he found Ken
watching a soccer game. After typing up the report, he sighed. Apparently
the soccer game was over because Ken noticed.
"Omi, what's wrong?"
Omi looked up. "Ken-kun, you can't mention this to anyone else. Okay?"
Ken nodded, interested. "You know me better than that Omi." he scolded
lightly.
So it all came out, how Omi had been hanging out with Nagi, how he and Nagi grew to be really good friends. And how tonight Nagi had let him walk away
scot free and had taken the cover for him and let him walk away with the
information. Ken just listened to it all.
"What should I do Ken-kun?" he asked finally.
Ken sighed. "Omi, I don't think you've told me completely everything."
Omi squirmed in his seat. "I suppose I've been feeling something for Nagi that might be beyond friendship." he said softly. Ken sat back, a satisfied
smile on his face. "Am I bad?"
Ken immediately shot forward. "No Omi! Just because you don't follow the
crowd doesn't mean your bad!"
"But no one else I know likes guys in that way..."
Ken raised and eyebrow. "You'd be surprised." he muttered. Omi's ears
perked up. "Nani?"
Ken shook his head, "Yohji and I are like that. With each other."
Omi's eyes grew wide,"Huh?" Ken nodded. "Don't let other people control ya Omi. Just follow your heart." he got up and walked to the stairs. "I know I
did, and it got me a Yohji." he laughed, and went up to see the blonde
playboy.
Omi sat stunned, then smiled as he went up to his room. He knew what he
wanted.
()With Nagi()
///Nagi's POV\\\
It hurts so much. I winced, and tried moving my arms. My back screamed in pain as my arm protested just as loudly. I gave up, grateful that my power
was given back. It made things much easier.
After we got into the car, Crawford drove to Takatori's office, and left me
to report the news. Schuldich gave a sympethetic glance my way. He had
gottem the worst beating so far, Crawford had only gotten punched and
kicked along with Farfellow. Schu had gotten beat with a golf club. A god
damn golf club!! This man is sick, very sick. And now I'm left with him.
I believe I have had it worst so far. The guy beat me with a nearby pipe.
When that broke, he resorted to a paper weight on his desk. I tried to
fight back the tears. But as soon as he was done and had walked away,
leaving me alone in the office, I broke down. I sobbed and cried like I never had before. It felt good in a way, letting it all out, but when I was
done, the pain returned.
I had called out to Schu in my mind, and he told me that he had brought the car. Brad had gone back to his hotel room and Farf was at home, sedated to
keep out of trouble.
As he helped me into the car, I caught a glimpse of his face, it told me
all I needed to know. I had gotten it worse, much worse.
I got back, and went straight upstairs, shutting my door. As I laid in my
bed, I took the time to examine my abuse. I had bruises all down my arms,
covering my back and stomach, a little on my legs. I also had one on my
cheek and a cut from the corner of the paperweight on my forehead. I groaned. I hope that bastard Takatori dies. I don't know when Schu came in,
because I slipped out of conciousness many a time, but the next morning I found some painkillers on the nightstand, along with a glass of water, and
a note.
Nagi- I'm sorry you had to go through that. Honestly, I tried to take you place but Oracle refused. Some guardian I am. I know I can't protect you forever Naggles, but I wanted to at least try to keep you from him until you were older or stronger so you could keep some of you power to help. One day I swear we'll strike back. But for now we'll suck it up, and put up with this shit whenever we're not perfectly perfect. I'll be downstairs if you need me, only a thought away. -Schuldich
I smiled, and laid back in bed. Tomorrow I would face school. But for now, I thought of a golden haired boy, who seemed to be taking up more and more of my thoughts. For the first time in two days, I slipped into a true
sleep. Filled with dreams of Omi.
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Okay, rather sad for me, I know. But I needed to get that angst in there. It helps out later. Poor Nagi!!! Oh yeah, is y'all want, I'll put in some Ken/Yohji fluff. But only if someone wants it. Okay, you know the drill. Please review! *bows, begging with readers* I love all the ones I get, they inspire me to continue, and get me off my lazy duff because they make me feel guilty. ^^;;
/*\ Mizu /*\
*AHEM!!!*
Mizu: Oh yeah... Everyone, this is my muse, Mika. She's been trying to get me to write, yet my laziness is too much of a match. Even for her. Oh yeah, The Choatic Ones, this really is going to be a shounen ai...They're in the denial stage though... XD
Mika: You don't deserve any reviews. At all. NONE!!! As punishment, you shall write this all in one sitting. Go!
Mizu: But I-
Mika: No buts!
Mizu: *gets all teary* mean muses. I don't own Weiss Kreuz. On wif ze fic.
Mika: *flicks whip over Mizu's back* Write girl, write!!
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Nagi stood in the entryway, impatiently waiting for Schu to stop fiddling
with his hair and get his ass down there. Farf crouched beside him,
deciding which knives needed attention and which were being spoiled. Nagi
slowly inched away from him.
Nagi was still thinking about the get-together from earlier today with Omi. He smiled a secret smile to himself, remembering the sense of companionship
he seemed to feel when with him. He was jolted out of his thoughts when a clambering could be heard on the stairs. Farf looked up, watching the red-
headed German thump down the stairway.
"Ready bishounen?" Schu asked Nagi lazily.
"I've been ready Mastermind, it you the was taking so long prepping with your hair so you'd look perfect for your damn koi that took so long." Nagi
said irritably, annoying at being dragged out of his thoughts.
Schu huffed, "Excuse me for caring about my appearence. We're going up
against Weiss tonight, I wanna look my best." he laughed.
Nagi froze."Weiss?"
"Yup, you get a chance to tangle with Bombay for bringing the dreaded
homework over." Schu laughed again.
Nagi frowned and turned away. "Ready Farf? You get to play with Siberian
again..."
The Irishman's eye lit up, "In that case I should take Crimson and leave
Stab behind." he mused, rearranging his knives.
Nagi inched even further away, and went to open the door. "Is Brad waiting
outside?" he asked Schu.
"Yep, so that means get your asses outside now and shut the damn door."
Mastermind ordered.
They left, piling into Brad's car. Schu sat in back, in Farf's normal seat
next to Nagi. Farf shrugged and climbed in the front, while Schuldich
smirked in the back, asserting his anger with Brad. Nagi sighed.
Oracle's eye witched in the rear-view mirror. "We're to stop Weiss from collecting vital Takatori information from the computers tonight. If any of
it gets out, Takatori's black market business will be shredded, not to
mention our bodies. He won't touch our pay. Yet." he grounded out in a
clipped voice. We all nodded, as we drove to the building, each lost in
thought.
()With Weiss()
"So you're all clear on the mission?" Manx asked.
They nodded, watching the now blank video screen.
"Bombay, it will be up to you to get the information from the computers,
The others will deal with any turbulence that might interfere. If we get
this now, Takatori will be forced to stop the black market dealings. For
now at least. Is everyone in?" Manx asked again, to be sure.
"Yes." they all answered, getting up to leave.
"I'll be going then. Here's the blueprints to the building, the computers are on the main floor, in the corner room. Good luck." and with that, Manx
departed.
Weiss seperated to get ready for the mission. Minutes later they gathered
in the hallway.
"Everybody know they're assignments." Aya asked, although it was more of a statement than a question. Nevertheless they all nodded. "Good. Let's go."
()In the building()
Omi entered the room quietly. There had been a serious lack of guards, which made Omi uneasy, all the more alert in case anything should arise. He
spotted the computers along the far wall. He grinned. It was time to do
what he did best. He stepped toward the chair when a light flicked on. Startled, he turned around to scan the corners of the room. +Baka baka! You
should have done that first!+ he scolded himself.
There stood Prodigy, arms crossed, leaning against the wall."Good Evening
Bombay." he said smoothly.
Omi nodded, readying his darts, "Prodigy."
They stood there awkwardly, watching the other.
Prodigy sighed. "We should at least give the impression of a decent fight
if we're just going to stand there."
Bombay smiled. "My thoughts exactly."
So they tore up the room, making it look like a horrible fight had occured.
Bombay got the the information he needed and they parted with only a
passing nod. Prodigy took a dart stuck in the wall nearby and stabbed
himself in the arm, then again in the leg. He flinched. He hated the idea of it, but it was nessecary. Ripping his clothes a little he limped out of
the room, back to the meeting place Oracle had set.
Mastermind spotted him first, "Naggles what happened, you look like a
truck!"
Oracle and Berserker looked up. "Prodigy, please tell me you stopped
Bombay." Oracle finally said.
Prodigy didn't look up. Oracle sighed. "Let's see, Farfellow, Schuldich and I have all fallen under his wrath before. Your turn." Prodigy kept his head
down, nodding slightly.
"Let's go, there's nothing more that can be done here." Oracle barked, irritation evident in his voice. Everyone followed meekly. Schuldich sat in
the back again though, much to the further annoyance of Brad.
*Don't worry Nagi-kins, it'll be all over with soon. Although Crawford will
strip your powers so you can't soften the blows. He's pissed right now,
usually he senses when I go into his head.* Schu's voice echoed in his
head. Nagi put up his guard, keeping the conversation going, but blocking
him from reading anything.
Schu patted Nagi on the leg. Nagi kept silent.
()With Weiss()
They entered the flower shop in good spirits. They had the information they
needed and they would send it tonight. Yohji and Ken clapped Omi on the
back, and Aya gave Omi a slight nod.
Omi headed to the mission room to write the report, where he found Ken
watching a soccer game. After typing up the report, he sighed. Apparently
the soccer game was over because Ken noticed.
"Omi, what's wrong?"
Omi looked up. "Ken-kun, you can't mention this to anyone else. Okay?"
Ken nodded, interested. "You know me better than that Omi." he scolded
lightly.
So it all came out, how Omi had been hanging out with Nagi, how he and Nagi grew to be really good friends. And how tonight Nagi had let him walk away
scot free and had taken the cover for him and let him walk away with the
information. Ken just listened to it all.
"What should I do Ken-kun?" he asked finally.
Ken sighed. "Omi, I don't think you've told me completely everything."
Omi squirmed in his seat. "I suppose I've been feeling something for Nagi that might be beyond friendship." he said softly. Ken sat back, a satisfied
smile on his face. "Am I bad?"
Ken immediately shot forward. "No Omi! Just because you don't follow the
crowd doesn't mean your bad!"
"But no one else I know likes guys in that way..."
Ken raised and eyebrow. "You'd be surprised." he muttered. Omi's ears
perked up. "Nani?"
Ken shook his head, "Yohji and I are like that. With each other."
Omi's eyes grew wide,"Huh?" Ken nodded. "Don't let other people control ya Omi. Just follow your heart." he got up and walked to the stairs. "I know I
did, and it got me a Yohji." he laughed, and went up to see the blonde
playboy.
Omi sat stunned, then smiled as he went up to his room. He knew what he
wanted.
()With Nagi()
///Nagi's POV\\\
It hurts so much. I winced, and tried moving my arms. My back screamed in pain as my arm protested just as loudly. I gave up, grateful that my power
was given back. It made things much easier.
After we got into the car, Crawford drove to Takatori's office, and left me
to report the news. Schuldich gave a sympethetic glance my way. He had
gottem the worst beating so far, Crawford had only gotten punched and
kicked along with Farfellow. Schu had gotten beat with a golf club. A god
damn golf club!! This man is sick, very sick. And now I'm left with him.
I believe I have had it worst so far. The guy beat me with a nearby pipe.
When that broke, he resorted to a paper weight on his desk. I tried to
fight back the tears. But as soon as he was done and had walked away,
leaving me alone in the office, I broke down. I sobbed and cried like I never had before. It felt good in a way, letting it all out, but when I was
done, the pain returned.
I had called out to Schu in my mind, and he told me that he had brought the car. Brad had gone back to his hotel room and Farf was at home, sedated to
keep out of trouble.
As he helped me into the car, I caught a glimpse of his face, it told me
all I needed to know. I had gotten it worse, much worse.
I got back, and went straight upstairs, shutting my door. As I laid in my
bed, I took the time to examine my abuse. I had bruises all down my arms,
covering my back and stomach, a little on my legs. I also had one on my
cheek and a cut from the corner of the paperweight on my forehead. I groaned. I hope that bastard Takatori dies. I don't know when Schu came in,
because I slipped out of conciousness many a time, but the next morning I found some painkillers on the nightstand, along with a glass of water, and
a note.
Nagi- I'm sorry you had to go through that. Honestly, I tried to take you place but Oracle refused. Some guardian I am. I know I can't protect you forever Naggles, but I wanted to at least try to keep you from him until you were older or stronger so you could keep some of you power to help. One day I swear we'll strike back. But for now we'll suck it up, and put up with this shit whenever we're not perfectly perfect. I'll be downstairs if you need me, only a thought away. -Schuldich
I smiled, and laid back in bed. Tomorrow I would face school. But for now, I thought of a golden haired boy, who seemed to be taking up more and more of my thoughts. For the first time in two days, I slipped into a true
sleep. Filled with dreams of Omi.
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Okay, rather sad for me, I know. But I needed to get that angst in there. It helps out later. Poor Nagi!!! Oh yeah, is y'all want, I'll put in some Ken/Yohji fluff. But only if someone wants it. Okay, you know the drill. Please review! *bows, begging with readers* I love all the ones I get, they inspire me to continue, and get me off my lazy duff because they make me feel guilty. ^^;;
/*\ Mizu /*\