Mizu: I'm sorry I haven't updated! ::bows:: I was tired and so I updated as soon as I finished. I didn't even think of the cliffie there. hehehe...

Mika: Yup. But I woke her up using my incredible non-violent powers of awakening....Hides mallet, bucket of ice water and mega-phone behind her back

Mizu: ::mutters:: I'll give you 'non-violent'..... I don't own Weiß Kreuz, or the characters. I'm merely borrowing them for my own sick, twisted reasons.

"Talking"

Thinking

Telepathy Conversations and such...

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POV Change

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Omi stood there, shocked by what he saw.

"What the hell...?" Omi trailed off.

Nagi sighed, and gestured for Omi to sit. Omi couldn't take his eyes off the boy. "I suppose you'll want an explanation..." he ventured.

Omi promptly sat down, expectantly waiting. Nagi's words slowly drew him into a world of darkness and despair. Of survival and ruthlessness. And of greed. When the boy reached the part about the beating, Omi's hands gripped the chair so hard, his knuckles turned white. His mouth set in a firm line, thinking of how the man he had thought was his father until Persia had revealed the truth. About how monstrous that man truly was. He was thankful to have been raised by his real father. As Nagi ended his story, Omi could not stop himself from jumping forward and hugging the boy. He carefully avoided injuries, but even with that awkward hug, the emotion was still there.

Nagi sat, not knowing how to respond. Finally, realization hit him. The reason this boy had been on his mind at all hours, why they both continued to pursue this forbidden friendship, and how he always seemed to feel better when he was around. He loved Omi! He loved Bombay of Weiss, his mortal enemy! Pushing Omi back slightly, he stared into the other's eyes, and saw that Omi had already come to that conclusion himself.

Nagi grinned, and, unsure of himself, gently pressed his lips to Omi's. Omi immediately wanted to deepen the kiss, running his tongue over Nagi's lips for entrance. Nagi complied and Omi found himself surrounded by the taste of Nagi. He took the time to explore every crevice, delighting in the heady feeling. Nagi in turn, explored Omi's mouth, and loved the sensation and tastes he found there.

When the two broke for air, their eyes were sparkling and both were a little flushed. Nagi nuzzled Omi's neck, "Why didn't we think of this sooner?" he mumbled. Omi grinned, as he gently pushed Nagi back down onto the bed. Nagi pouted, trying to rise, wincing from his injuries as he did so.

"See? Your in no condition for what you're trying to do. Not that I'm complaining about your choice of activities but..." Omi trailed off. Nagi sighed disappointedly. Omi then realized the time.

"Oh, I have to get back to the shop before anyone notices I'm gone! I'm sorry, but I'll be back soon!" Omi said, standing up to leave. Nagi pulled him down for another kiss, this one more passionate than before.

"I should be all better by tomorrow. You'd be amazed at how well I heal." Nagi said softly, as Omi grinned against his lips. "I'll keep that in mind." he replied. Nagi leaned back, looking at Omi. "Now that we have that problem worked out, I believe that you should head out soon. I think Crawford's starting to win Schu over. Take the back way like I showed you...love..." The foreign endearment felt wrong in his mouth, yet it fit the golden angel before him.

Omi smiled at the term, winked at him, and was gone in a flash. Nagi sighed, flopping back against the pillows. Well, at least that part of the problem is solved. The only thing hindering them now was hiding it from their respective team leaders. He was fairly sure that Schu wouldn't mind, hell, he'd probably encourage it.

Nagi grinned, enjoying the bliss of getting his secret out. Not that he had realized it was a secret until a few minutes ago, but still.

"...It took you long enough to get over it. God, I said I was sorry a dozen times already." a voice floated up the steps. Nagi froze, not believing his ears. No, no! It couldn't be! Not now! Straining, he listened to anything else within his range. "Glad to see you've lightened up. This will improve our teamwork, now that we can plan our strategies again." The voice drifted away, leaving Prodigy with a cold sweat forming on his brow. Why, oh why did this have to happen just now? Everything was perfect! He thought to himself. He worriedly fell into a troubled sleep, filled with images of a bloody boy with golden hair and blue eyes. A slender body with Crawford standing over it...

() With Omi ()

Omi nearly floated home, so lightened by the news was his mind, and his heart. Life was a close to perfect as it could be, he supposed. Grinning to himself, Omi let out a squeal of joy. There was no one around, so why not? The sun was just beginning to set, painting the sky with streaks of orange, red, and rose. Blending them in perfect harmony, so fitting with his current mood. In this state, everything was perfect. He had to keep from humming to himself in the shop all through dinner. Yohji's night to cook was tonight, so of course, they got fast food. Paid for by Ken. Figures.

Finishing up, he helped Ken wash the dishes, cleaning up the little mess that was made. Ken grinned at him, and shoved the boy into a chair. Pulling one up across from him, Ken spoke, revealing the well-hidden knowledge concealed by his image of the dense jock. "It worked, didn't it? You told him." he stated, beaming at the chibi. Omi smiled and chuckled. "Was I really that obvious?" he asked, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly.

Ken leaned back, shrugging. "Probably not. Aya's the ice princess, he wouldn't notice love if it bit him on the ass. It really should though... Yohji is too wrapped up in his own concerns to notice, unless it's staring him in the face, wearing a pink tutu screaming ,'HELLO!!' So, nope, I'm the only one." Ken finished his rambling, joining Omi in a fit of laughter as his observations. Shaking his head, Omi nodded. "Yeah, I told him. I found out that it's mutual. That was such a relief that I... I kinda hugged him. He really needed it, you know? And that lead to... you know..." Omi trailed off, innocent enough to be sporting a slight blush on his cheeks.

Laughing, Ken thumped Omi on the back, "See? What'd I tell you? Honesty really works wonders." the ex-soccer star said, looking with pride at Omi. Yes, he was very glad that Omi had told him and not Yohji. It would be everywhere by now if Yohji knew, and Omi wasn't ready for that. Especially if Nagi's own team found out. Sobering up at that thought, Ken asked seriously, "What are you going to do about his teammates? I don't think Berserker is in the frame of mind to care, nor do I find Mastermind to be particularly opposed to the idea. Your head would be way too messed up by now if he was. That leaves Oracle. He could find out on his own, you know? And not exactly in the best of circumstances..."

Omi's grin fled at that thought, and he chewed on his lip, deep thought. "I-I'm not really sure. We just got this out in the open today, so we really haven't given much thought to keeping to secret. Ken-kun, what if I can't see Nagi anymore, when Crawford finds out? I don't think I could bear it..." he left the sentence fade, worridly gazing at his friend's face.

"Then you go through hell and high water to get to him, and you don't let go." A voice spoke up from behind, and turning, he saw Yohji leaning in the doorway, a cigarette dangling from the blond's mouth. A lazy smile was stretched across his lips, and his eyes twinkled with mischief. "Sorry, I heard low voices, and I wanted to join the party." he said, by way of explanation. Sauntering up, he hooked the leg of a chair with his foot, and with the air of much practice, swung it beside Ken's. Omi's eyes were fastened on him, and it didn't help that when he walked in, Ken had hit his hand to his forehead, shaking it in disbelief.

"Great, who else knows about my little problems now?" Bombay asked sourly, frowning at the intruder. Yohji merely shrugged indifferently, grinning at the teen. Ken glared at his boyfriend, "Just what made you think you could barge in here like this? If Omi had wanted you to know, he would have come to you." Ken chided.

Omi sighed, and dropped his head into his hands. "So, now that the peanut gallery has joined us, any input? I can't handle Oracle if he attacks, that much I know. He's usually armed with a gun, judging from past experiences, and darts aren't really a match for that. Poison be damned." he muttered. The pair across from him blinked. Since when did Omi cuss? Little, innocent Omi unable to retell of a kiss without a blush? You learn something new everyday...

"I suggest working as hard as humanly possible to not let him find out." Yohji put in, flicking his ash into the ash tray beside him. The flat stares were enough to shut him up for now. Ken thought a moment, then came up with nothing. "Omi, what will happen, will happen. For now, just cherish the moment. It's the best future planning you're going to get for now. Maybe Nagi will have some ideas." he offered, apologetic at the lack of any further help.

Omi nodded, "Alright, well, I'm off to bed. Thanks guys. G'night." he said. When he had gone, the couple left shared thoughts on how unfortunate his situation. Hopefully, his brains would get them out of it.

In his room, Omi lay in bed, thinking on the obstacle. He decided that Ken was right. Whatever's going to happen, will. He can't change that. Stretching out, his head resting on the pillows, Bombay's clear blue eyes drifted shut. He sank into a deep sleep, dreaming of velvet skin, midnight eyes, and silk hair. Of his Nagi.

Mizu: Alright, I'm sorry for the long wait. To make up for it though, I added fluff! See they're together now! Happy, ne?

Mika: Shut up. I'll laugh when you get no reviews. Serves you right for writing this while I slept. ::Glares::

Mizu: Oh, if looks could kill...you'd be worse than Medusa! ::Takes cheap laughs:: Anyway, it's not my fault you're so lazy.

Mika: Just end the damn chapter already!

Mizu: Yes, oh, bitchy one! Please review! ::begs:: Please!

/Mizu/