I still do not own Weiss Kreuz. Any name brands or name things in here, I do not own.
IIIII With Omi and Nagi...
"Sorry that they were so mean to you. They usually aren't that way," Omi apologized shyly.
"That's okay."
The two boys kept walking down the street, blushing lightly, and not sure what to say to eachother. They were to shy to talk to one another and strangely that it was getting on their nerves! Omi felt that he should say something, being the older one, because he did say that he would show him around the town especially since they just passed an arcade.
"Umm...Prodigy?"
"You can call me Nagi. Do you want me to call you Bombay because you can tell me your real name."
"Omi. Anyway, have you ever been to an arcade?" he asked.
"What's that?" Nagi asked.
"Follow me," Omi said, pointing to an open doored store where many boys were playing video games. The two went in there and immediately Nagi got nervous. He had never been good in a crowd. Noticing that Nagi was hiding a bit behind him, Omi asked "What's wrong?"
"Nothing really."
"Let me guess, you've never been out in big crowds without one of your teammates, ne?"
"Yep."
"Don't worry. I'm here," Omi smiled happily at him.
"Uhh..." Nagi blushed and looked down at the floor.
As they stood in front of a Pac-Man machine, the seventeen year old started digging through his pockets looking for money. The cell phone, a calling card, an envelope...wait...he hadn't put any envelope in his pocket.
He brought it out in curiosity. Opening it, he and Nagi both saw money. A lot of money.
"Is there a note?" Nagi asked.
"Yeah," Omi said as he dug that out behind the money. He read it aloud "Hey Bishonen-"
"Bishonen?" Nagi repeated.
"Yeah, this must be from Yohji, he always calls me that," Omi replied. He continued reading it "Everybody pitched in for this. Don't worry about paying us back for anything because we just want you to have a good time. Take your boyfriend-" Omi sweatdropped after saying that out loud but he continued on anyway "-out to somewhere nice. Your friends always, Yohji, Ken, and Aya." There were some hearts by their names making the note complete.
Nagi asked, but not in an offended tone, "Boyfriend?"
"Ummm..." Omi blinked while trying to figure out what to say. Trying to avoid the subject, Omi suggested "Why don't we try and go somewhere else? I mean, we have all of this money, going to an arcade might seem a little strange. Why don't we go to the Mall?"
"I've been there a couple of times," Nagi recalled.
"Y-Yeah," nervously said Omi. He thought, Thank goodness I breezed over that. Did they really have to call him my boyfriend? What if someone in here had actually heard that? "So do you want to go to the mall?"
"Sure."
The two boys started heading for the mall.
IIIII With Schuldich...
The German walked down the street in no particular direction. He wasn't sure where he was going but he was just enjoying checking out the girls. Since it was summer, a lot of them weren't wearing a lot of clothing, so he was very happy with just walking around.
Then something caught his eye. A certain fifteen year old walking with a taller boy that Schu recognized. With an evil twinkle in his eye he casually turned around. He was across the street so they didn't notice him. Luckily didn't notice him. Nagi had told him not to follow them but he couldn't help it! It's not like he intentionally found him. As long as they didn't see Schu he didn't mind. Besides, they were to busy chatting to notice him.
IIIII Back with Nagi and Omi...
The two teenagers stood in front of the mall. Nagi had hesitated for a moment because he wasn't sure if he wanted to go in a mall that Schu usually went into. It was that weirdo's day off too so he wouldn't be surprised to see him in there.
"You know, my friend might be in here, if he is don't be alarmed," warned Nagi.
"I would know him?"
"It's Schuldich. The red head."
"Oooohh, yeah, that guy," Omi nodded. "It's okay. I'm sure that you wouldn't let him attack me."
"And why are you so sure of that?" Nagi asked.
"Just a feeling," The elder chibi smirked.
Not looking at their surroundings, Omi felt something smash into his back. The seventeen year old fell forward in pain, clenching his teeth so he didn't yelp in pain. What in the heck could it have been!
Nagi looked at a black skateboard that rolled backwards slowly. He looked up at a kid his age that ran up to retrieve his skateboard. He considered smacking him a few times with his telekinesis for hurting his...friend...but it would seem a bit to strange. Kneeling next to Omi who was trying to ignore the pain, Nagi watched as the boy picked up his board, and started to walk away.
Angrily, Nagi asked "Hey. Don't you think you owe him an apology? You did just hit him."
"Pfft. Whatever, kid, I don't apologize to fags," he replied.
Omi could see a certain fire go off in Nagi's eyes. He said "H-Hey, Nagi, don't hurt him."
"What did you just call him?" Nagi hissed. In a rage, he forgot the rule of not using his telekinetic powers in public. So he did use his powers, and he forced the boy to land on his stomach, and hard. "Don't ever call him that again you loser."
"To late. You hurt him," Omi sighed. Sitting up, he stretched a bit, making his back spasm for a couple of seconds but it would calm down. "I'm fine. Don't concentrate on creeps like him."
"...I guess so..." he replied softly. "Are you okay? How's your back?"
"I'll be..." Omi began but when he tried to stand up his back suddenly spasmed making him lose his balance.
"Omi!" Nagi said as he caught the fallen boy before he hit the ground. "You really aren't okay. I should get you back to the flowershop!"
"No," sternly he replied "I would much rather go out with you then sit in a bed thinking about my back hurting. It should be fine. It's not like it's broken or anything. Let me try and stand on my own again..."
"No," Nagi replied. The boy stood up and held his hand out to the injured teen "Take my hand. I'll help you walk."
Nodding, Omi knew that Aya said no holding hands, but this was important enough to do so. Besides Omi didn't have any objection to holding hands with Nagi. It's not like he would ever find out!
IIIII With Schu...
These are the times that I wish I had a camera, thought Schuldich as he watched from across the street. It was quite cute watching those two walk into the mall together while holding hands. The German knew it could be easier to spot him in an en-closed space like the mall but he couldn't help it! I'm sure I could buy a camera in there. I mean, I'm sure Nagi will want pictures of his first date, he thought evilly.
IIIII With Weiss...
The leader couldn't help but pace around in his room. Aya didn't know what he was so paranoid about. Omi could surely take care of himself and he had the cell phone with him. He knew what to do in case of emergency. Just that he couldn't help but worry! Yohji didn't really care about it and Ken always worries about Omi so they weren't really helping him out much.
Not sure what he was doing, Aya stormed over from his room to Ken's. The soccer player was watching a pre-recorded game, curled up in his blankets, watching it continiously. So much that he didn't even glance at the red head when he walked into the room. He had planned to go play soccer games with some kids but he just didn't feel like it today. Truth was, the Omi and Nagi thing was bothering him, and the only way he could take his mind off of it was to watch pre-recorded soccer games.
"Ken," said Aya.
Ken sighed as he paused the tape "Yes Aya?"
"I still don't trust him," He stated.
"Which one? Nagi or Omi?"
"Neither," coldly he replied.
Ken curled up in his blankets some more because Aya was giving off a cold vibe. More then usual that is.
"You did tell Omi that he could go. You can't take it back now," Ken told him.
"There has to be a loophole," the leader said more to himself. Taking a moment to think, Ken turned his soccer game back on, and Aya sat on the edge of the bed. "I won't take back what I said but I never did say I wouldn't follow him."
"You wouldn't," Ken gasped. "Oh, wait, you would."
"Damn straight," Aya said.
"Aren't you a bit overprotective in this whole thing?"
"Are you trying to say I'm going soft?"
Sensing that Aya would slice his throat while he was sleeping if he said 'yes', Ken shook his head slowly.
"Good. Just that Prodigy must have something up his sleeve..."
"Aya. Think about it for a minute. Prodigy came in here asking for directions and never once asked Omi out. It was Omi that asked him out. Does that sound like he came in with the intention to lure Omi out? Or does it sound like Omi did it of his own free will? He was the one that asked him out so Prodigy didn't come in here with any intention. Just to ask for directions," Ken explained logically.
"Since when did you get so smart?" Aya smirked.
"Are you calling me dumb?"
"Yes."
Offended, Ken accused, "And you're turning into a big softy, you mother hen!"
Not minding that comment, Aya crossed his arms. Ken made a good point.
"Anyway I think I'm going to go find them," Aya stood up and dusted himself off since Ken hadn't washed his blankets in a few days.
"To bring Omi back?" Whether Ken wanted to admit it or not there was some hope that he wished Aya would bring him back. He just wasn't ready for Omi to grow up yet!
"No. I'm just going to follow them so if anything goes wrong I'll be there."
"You know you can't bring your katana out in daylight," Ken bursted his bubble.
"Are you coming with me?" Aya huffed.
Amazed by the suggestion he only blinked.
"Well?"
"Sure!" he said happily. "What about Yohji?"
"He'll stop us if he finds out. Let's just go."
"But what about the soccer game...I'll miss it!" Ken whined.
"It's on the tape moron! It's recorded!" Aya hissed.
"Oh...yeah..." shyly replied the jock as he turned the TV off.
IIIII With Swartz...
Crawford was calmly reading the newspaper and Farfarello was watching TV. He sipped his coffee and then the telephone rang.
"I'll get it," Crawford said, realizing that Farf wasn't going to get up to get it. Picking it up, he said "Hello? This is Crawford speaking."
"Hey, it's Schu," The German said on the other line.
"Did you need something? I'm rather busy so this better be important," he lied. He just didn't want to talk right now because he was in a bad mood...again.
"Can we move chibi's curfew from eight to ten?"
"And why would we want to do that?" He asked suspiciously.
"Oh, nothing really, just that he's having a good time at the mall right now. I don't think he'd back home before ten. He's going to score big tonight if he plays his cards right," Schu said, letting his perverted side get to him.
"What the heck are you talking about?" Crawford demanded to know. "Is he with some girls or something?"
"Ummm..." Schu let a small pause go between them. "No. By 'score big tonight' I guess that meant me taking him out to a movie? Not a date by any means, just that I might feel kind of nice later today."
Even though Brad knew that Schu was lying he did not feel like arguing with him today. He said coldly "Fine. Whatever you want to do, do it. But you're going to have to tell Nagi himself because I do not feel like calling him on his cell phone. Now, goodbye."
Crawford hung up.
IIIII With Schu...
Schu had gotten the brilliant idea of calling Crawford to extend Nagi's curfew. It looked like the chibi was having a great time talking to Omi so he thought he might try to do something nice for the chibi. Though, he guessed he should have worded some things differently.
After Crawford hung up, Schu blinked. He thought, The chibi has his own cell phone? He's more spoiled then I thought. Oh well. Now I just have to find out what his number is. Brad's already pissed but I must call him back for the number...sigh...the things I do for the chibi. He's going to owe me big time for this!
IIIII With the Chibi's...
Omi could feel his face turning red. He was still holding hands with Nagi, and even though the pain in his back was fading away, he wasn't about to admit it, because he liked the way his hand fit in his. Which made Omi realize the fifteen year old was very small. Sort of like he needed to gain a couple of pounds before he turned into dust.
I'm sort of hungry myself so maybe I should suggest we go to the food court? Omi thought. As if on cue, Nagi's stomach growled loudly making the two stop.
"I guess I'm hungry," Nagi pointed out the obvious. Which was strange because he had just ate. Then again he only ate half of his fries and wasted his burger by throwing it in Schu's face. "Are you hungry?"
"Yeah. How about some late lunch? My treat of course."
Nagi made Omi sit down at one of the tables as he went to go get some food. Pizza to be exact. The seventeen year old rubbed his sore back. There had to be a bruise back there about the size of his fist. He just hoped the others woulnd't notice it. Though, out of that incident he got to hold Nagi's hand, which was enough for him.
Nagi made his way back with a medium pizza. The two started making small talk while eating when something Nagi did not want to happen actually happened.
His cell phone started ringing.
He brought it out of his pocket and saw the number. It was Schu. He thought of ignoring it but he had been nice enough to buy him lunch. Nagi said to Omi, "Once second. I'll be right back," Then walked a couple feet away to a bench and answered it with a "Schuuuu! What do you think you are doing!"
"Well hello there to you too, chibi," he chuckled on the other line.
"I'm right in the middle of talking to Omi. This better be very important!"
"I called Brad to extend your curfew to ten."
"...That's it? You interrupted me for that? Eight was fine you know. He's probably suspicious!"
"Don't worry. He's no suspicious," Schu lied. "I just thought you might want a little more time if you want to do you-know-what with you-know-who."
A nearby window to a store cracked when Nagi's temperature rised "You are such a pervert, Schu!"
"Aw, you can't tell me it hasn't passed your mind?"
"Of course it hasn't!" Nagi...well...lied.
"Go get em' chibi! I'm rooting for ya'!" Schu said with a laugh Nagi could have sworn was meant to be evil laughter.
Nagi hung up the phone immediately and returned to his seat with a deadly look on his face that made Omi not want to ask him a question. But, he did.
"Who was that?"
"Uhhh...a friend..."
"You can tell me if it's someone from Swartz. They are your teammates after all. They must want to check up on you."
"I doubt it. They probably could care less," sighed Nagi.
Omi gave a confused look "Awww...don't say that."
"My teammates probably aren't as caring as yours are. You've fought em'. They aren't exactly...nice..."
"Oh, I'm sorry," Omi sadly said. He never thought of it but living with them must be hard. A mind reader, a psycho, and someone that could see the future. Omi wouldn't want to live with them either. Surprising that Nagi wasn't insane himself. "On a lighter note my back is feeling a whole lot better."
"That's good."
"But..." Omi meekly asked "That doesn't mean I have to stop holding your hand, does it?"
With a small smile Nagi replied "Of course not."
IIIII Aya and Ken...
Sitting quietly in the passenger seat of Aya's car, Ken gazed out the window as they drove off to find the chibi. He knew that they shouldn't follow Omi. He had every right to go out without them prying into his business. Just who he was out with.
"Aya..." Ken began.
"Don't you even have second thoughts," Aya said.
"But-"
"And don't try and give me reasons on why we shouldn't do this."
"You already know the reasons we shouldn't do this so I wouldn't even waste my breath," huffed Ken.
"Then why are you even coming? If you really don't want to do this I'll drop you back off at the flowershop cause like hell I'm going to go anywhere with you whining at me."
"I do not whine!"
"Yes. Yes you do," Aya said in the tone of 'This conversation is over with'.
A couple minutes later, Ken broke the silence. "Where are we looking anyway?"
"The mall."
"How are you so sure he'd be at the mall?"
"I'm just sure of it."
"And I wonder, are we doing this for his safety or just to make ourselves more comfortable?"
Aya made a three second glare at Ken. That was enough to tell him not to question the reasoning of doing this.
IIIII The Chibi's...
"So what are your teammates like?" suddenly asked Omi. Nagi, who hadn't seen that question coming, had a very confused look on his face. "If you don't mind me asking, that is."
"Brad, the one with the shiny glasses, has a stick up his ass," Nagi said casually. He watched as Omi giggled at the statement. "What? It's true! He's so witchy about things I wonder if he's a woman at times. Plus he's a work-a-holic. And Schu learned the hard way not to touch any of his guns. He wasn't allowed to go out to clubs for two weeks. Poor Schu...but then again I did tease him about it."
"What about Schu? What's he like?"
"To tell the truth, he's a pervert," he replied "Brad yelled at him one time for watching one of his dirty video's in the front room."
"I hope you weren't in the room when it was on."
"Heck no. I wasn't. But Farf was."
"The crazy one? Do I even want to know about him?"
"He's Irish, likes Hurting God, likes playing with knives, and hates Valentines Day," Nagi replied. "Which reminds me; Happy Valentines Day."
"Oh, thank you. A Happy Valentines Day to you too," Omi smiled not only on the outside but the inside too. It was nice to hear those words coming from Nagi. Before he knew it, the question of, "Do you like Valentines Day, Omi?" came from Nagi's mouth.
"Me?"
"Yes you. I don't see any other Omi's here."
"I did until this one."
Frowning a bit, Nagi asked "Why's that?"
"I don't actually have a girlfriend to share it with."
Oh crap...he's probably straight... "So...you're straight?"
"I-uh...I'm...well...it's..." the teen stuttered horribly to find the words of which to answer with. The thing was, he didn't know! Ever since he had seen Nagi his sexuality was in question. Even though it wasn't that long ago he couldn't help but think that Nagi was adorable. Of course, he wasn't about to say anything about it, nor did he have anyone to discuss it with. Meekly, he said "I'm not sure..."
"Oh."
A long silence maintained between the two.
IIIII Schu...
Ooooh, that's harsh. Shouldn't have asked that, Schu thought. He was sitting on a bench but it was in front of a water fountain, and that faced the entrance of the mall. Nagi couldn't see where he was sitting. The table wasn't that far away from where Schu was sitting so he could perfectly hear what they were saying. Eavesdropping was one of his specialties nowadays, Not much tact with that chibi. I wish that I could help him with talking to Bombay. This is his first date after all and he usually doesn't go out without me.
The red head lit up a cigarette. Breathing in the smoke he watched people that started to come inside. He started coughing as soon as he saw two familiar people.
Aya and Ken.
IIIII With Aya and Ken...
It was a barely a minute that the two boys had decided to wonder around that Aya and Ken had came into the mall. Immediately there attention was brought to the noise. That noise was Schuldich coughing.
"It's MasterMind," hissed Ken.
"I know that. Nevermind him. He probably didn't see us anyway. Let's just carefully walk around here to look for Omi. We have to find him before he finds us," Aya replied quietly.
They were trying to pass Schu casually but Aya kept on glaring. Schuldich got his breath back and started waving with a smile at the two. Aya immediately stopped. Ken tried to pull the angered man away before something bad started, because likely they would start fighting, but Aya would not budge. Schu and Aya were locked in their spots.
"Come on Aya," Ken whined a bit. "Don't start something!"
"No. He provoked me."
"He waved at you! He did not provoke you!"
Before Ken could say anything else Aya started stomping towards Schu who calmly smoked his cigarette.
"Mastermind," Aya said coldly.
"Abysinnian," Schu replied.
There was a silence.
"Prepare to die," Aya said.
IIIII The Chibi's...
The two teenagers had decided to wonder around for a bit. Omi's back injury was feeling quite good and Nagi was getting better of being around this large crowd. Nagi grasped Omi's hand tightly as they turned into a large clothing store. He was still uncomfortable so he got closer to Omi which he didn't mind him doing.
"It's okay, Nagi-kun," whispered Omi.
Nagi-kun? Nagi repeated in his thoughts. That sounds cute coming from him.
"Just a bit nervous is all. Sorry," he said, glancing around to see if there was any sign or someone he knew.
"No need to apologize," Omi stopped at a rack of shirts and coats. All of them were brand names so they probably would be expensive but they did have a lot of money. "Why don't you pick out something you like?"
Nagi blinked cutely "Are you sure? I'm not very good with shopping for clothes. I'm very picky about what I wear, too."
"I'm very sure. Now come on, we're gonna' have fun today so we might as well shop for new clothes!" Omi chirped. Taking out a green tank top, he held it up to Nagi and said "Hmm...maybe green isn't your color."
"I'd say blue would probably be better."
"Yeah. It'd bring out the color in your eyes."
"You know, we sound like girls...talking about clothes and colors..." Nagi pointed out.
Omi shrugged "That's alright."
He's so cheerful. I really feel at ease, Nagi thought as Omi stacked clothes into his hands for him to try out. He was about to tip over too. Okay, he's going a bit over board with the clothes thing, but as long as I am able to watch where I'm going-Wait. Nope. I can't see anymore.
"Uhhh...Omi?" Nagi said trying to keep the stack of clothes in his arms. "Are you sure I need to try on all of these?"
Noticing he was having trouble carrying the various items Omi took half of the stack. He started to the dressing room and Nagi naturally followed, "It's alright, Nagi-kun, I'm sure you'll look very good in them. I'll put some outside of the dressing room. I'm patient."
Entering the dressing room, Nagi asked "Uhhh...Omi?"
"Yes?"
"If you want, you can grab some of those clothes and try some on with me," Nagi straight-forwardly suggested. Then he added quickly "Just so we can have things go faster, of course. I mean we both are guys. It's not like I'll attack you or anything..."
Before Nagi could say another word Omi seized the idea and went into the dressing room with him.
IIIII Schu, Aya, and a very nervous Ken...
By this time, Aya had calmed down and somehow was convinced that Schu was not out to kill him. Ken was sitting between Schu and Aya just to make sure though. The brunette just want to go home and watch his soccer game (even if he had seen it eleven times before)!
"So, mind explaining why you're here?" asked Schu as he put out his smoke on the bottom of his shoe.
Aya asked, still alarmed, "Why should we tell you?"
"Because I have the feeling we have the same objective. Why else would you be here? You two aren't shopping together...are you?"
"No!" The two blurted out.
"Good."
"Tell us why you're here," Aya ordered.
"Abysinnian, you're probably used to bossing people around with you being the leader and all, but don't try and boss me around, k? The only one that can do that is Crawford and that's because he'll kick my ass if I don't listen to him."
"Rrrr..." Aya growled, this close to yelling 'Shi-ne!' and attacking him. He just settled for a, "Be quiet, Mastermind."
"Don't call me that. It's stupid. I have a real name. Schuldich," Schu replied "If you ask nicely I might tell you what I'm doing here cause it involves someone you know."
"Omi!" immediately gasped Ken.
"Why are you following Omi! I knew this was a trap!" Aya accused.
Wrong choice of words, Schu thought. He said "Woah, woah, woah. Back up. I'm not going to attack him or anything. Besides, Nagi, or as you would know him, 'Prodigy', would kill me if I even interrupted his date; he already yelled at me for calling him!"
"So why are you following him?" Ken asked.
"To protect him...I think..."
"Protect him from Omi? Omi's the one that needs protecting from your little minion," Aya was quick to defend.
"Hey. He's not a minion! He might be evil at times but he is not a minion! Besides, your Bombay is the one that asked him out. I thought you guys were setting him up. You are following them too, right? And where's Balinese?"
"We are following them," Aya replied. "And Yohji's back at the flowershop because he would have stopped us."
"Oooooohhhh," Schu nodded. Standing up, he stood in front of his two sworn enemies and asked "Wanna' follow them with me?"
IIIII The Chibi's...
The two were done trying on clothes and didn't buy any either. It was more fun trying them on then actually buying them so they started heading for the pet store across from the clothing store. They could tell from the other side that they had everything in there imaginable. Fish, dogs, cats, and Omi thought he saw a cage of tarantula's in there too.
They walked over and Omi was immediately drawn to the cutest black kitten that he had ever seen in his life. It was fluffy, big green eyes that gleamed at everything, and it was sitting content in it's cage. He grabbed Nagi's hand then rushed over to the kitten. Nagi was more interested in the piranha's because he wanted to put them in a certain annoying German's boxers when he wasn't looking.
"Isn't it cute, Nagi-kun?" asked Omi as he opened the cage. The kitten flopped over on his side, looking up cutely at Omi, making the seventeen year old feel as if he were going to explode from it's adorableness! "Awwww!"
Nagi smirked "Guess you like cats."
Omi nodded. "Don't you?"
"Not particularly but-" Nagi saw the immediate sad look in Omi's eyes. Feeling guilty, he said, "No! I didn't mean that. I was only kidding. I do like cats. This one is cute, I just don't say, or even think something is 'cute', that often," That's what made you so special, he added in his mind.
Bringing the kitten out Omi cradled it in his arms. He said "Nagi-kun, have you ever owned a pet?"
"No. If we owned one I would feel sorry for it cause my teammates wouldn't pay attention to it."
"Don't you ever refer to them as your friends?"
"No need to. They aren't."
"Poor Nagi-kun..." Omi whispered to himself.
IIIII Aya, Ken, and Schu
"They're in the pet shop," Ken stated the obvious.
"My question is why?" Schu said. "I mean, animals. Yuck. All they do is sleep, pee, and poop."
"So do you, now be quiet," hissed Aya as he carefully headed into the Pet Shop.
Ken followed right behind him, clinging to the back of his shirt like a lost child. "Why are we going in here? They could see us!"
"Shh!"
Schuldich decided he didn't want to be left out so he quietly tip toed over to where they were. Right by the tarantula's.
"I should buy Farf a tarantula for Valentines Day," Schu said to himself as he looked at the furry things crawling around in there. Then he started thinking of what he might do with a tarantula. Hide it in Schu's bed. Put it in one of Crawford's drawers, which Schu would get in trouble for since he got the thing for him. Maybe it wasn't such a good idea.
"Tell me they are not that close to eachother," Aya said.
"Uhhh..." Ken was still distracted by the fact they were next to a thing of tarantula's. "Can we move?"
"Yep. They're that close. And soon enough, if Nagi gets lucky..."
"Don't even go there, MasterMind."
"I said my name is Schu. Do I have to spell it for you!"
"Schu. MasterMind. Whatever. Now shutup before I throw you out of here."
"You both should lower your voices or they'll hear us," Whispered Ken, who was a couple feet away from them.
"Why are you over there?" Aya asked in confusion.
"Did I mention I hate spiders?"
The leader sighed. Looking back at Omi and Nagi, they were going to see the puppies next which were right next to the kittens. What made him about to jump out and smack Omi senseless was that they were holding hands...and it looked like they were enjoying it!
"I said no holding hands and look what he's doing!" hissed Aya.
The Swartz member rolled his eyes "That's what lovers do. Of course you would know nothing about that because you've probably never had a girlfriend a single day in your life. Or a boyfriend for that matter."
"Shutup, slut," snapped Aya.
"How did you know?"
"I figured one of you had to be and you looked like the most likely candidate."
"You're just jealous cause I get laid and you don't."
"I am about to slit your throat right here-right now!"
Ken noticed that Omi and Nagi were looking back to see what the ruckus was. Luckily, Ken was behind some aquariams and the two arguing fools were behind the tarantula cage. He jumped forward and brought them down to the floor.
"What was that for!" snapped Schu and Aya together.
"They heard you two arguing and hopefully they don't know it was you," Ken replied as all of them sat up.
Silence. Except for the animals, the people, and the two chibi's.
"What do we do now?" Schu asked after a minute of silence.
"Avoid, stay quiet, and watch," Aya replied.
Ken asked "What happens if they get any closer?"
"You will find out then."
"You don't know what you would do, do you?" Schu droned.
"Nope. I don't have my katana and I don't like hand-to-hand combat."
"I just wish there was a camera I could buy. I wanna' take pictures so Nagi could have souvenirs. And I would have blackmail," declared Schu with an evil snicker.
"You have no life," said Aya.
IIIII Swartz House Hold...
"Schu better come back soon with that stupid medication," growled Crawford under his breath as he watched Farfarello beginning to twitch on the couch from lack of disturbing the peace. "He should be back by now. I should call him."
Just then, he had a small vision. Sitting back in his chair he sighed "Oh Nagi. What have you gotten yourself into this time?"
"What has Nagi gotten himself into?" asked Farfarello, intrigued for only one reason: He was bored.
"Vision is all. It's not dangerous. I'll talk to him when he comes home later."
"Nagi in trouble hurts God."
"He's not in trouble."
"Why not?"
"He can't control his emotions. He's a fifteen year old boy. If he wants to do what he wants then fine. But I won't be there to clean up any messes."
"Is going to kill somebody?" Farf excitedly asked.
"I wish."
IIIII Weiss flowershop...
Yohji had looked in Aya's room, Ken's room, Omi's room, his room, the bathroom, the kitchen, the mission room, under the couches, under tables, every nook and cranny but yet he couldn't find that girls phone number! And he was so bored with Aya and Ken gone! Where had they gone off to anyway!
Maybe they went to look for Omi? I hope not. Poor bishonen. When will they learn that he's not a child anymore? Yohji thought. Oh great. Look at me. Now I'm sounding all right and stuff.
IIIII Omi and Nagi...
"I have the feeling were being watched...why is that?" Omi thought aloud. He looked at Nagi for an answer but he just shrugged.
"It could be that we're in a pet store," answered Nagi. "Why don't we go somewhere else?"
"Sure," Omi put back the puppy he was holding and they began heading out the store. Still holding hands.
From behind the tarantula's Aya could feel his temperature rising to dangerous levels. Omi was disobeying him! How dare he! Ken inched away for a couple of reasons, one being the tarantula's seemed to be looking down at him, then Aya could explode at any moment. Schuldich just lit up another cigarette.
"We have to follow them," Aya hissed.
Schuldich watched as the two boys went into one of his favorite stores. Spencers. "Hey, they went into Spencers. Guess they're growing up faster then we thought."
"What's Spencer's?" Ken naively asked.
"It's got some naughty stuff in there. Not really bad but I like it."
"Omi should know better then to go into dirty stores!" Aya exclaimed, standing up immediately.
"What are you? His mother? Calm down!" Schu said.
"Maybe we should stop following them. They'll probably notice us at one point or another," Ken said. "And we're invading their privacy! Would you two want someone following you on your dates? I think not. We're basically stalking them anyway."
"Shutup with your stupid logic," snapped Aya. "And we are not stalking!"
"But-"
"Be quiet or you're going in with the tarantula's!"
Ken shutup.
IIIII A couple hours pass by...5:00 PM, Outside the Mall
Omi and Nagi were standing outside of the mall, not sure what to do next. They had bought a few things, mostly V-Day gifts for their teammates (since Omi finally convinced Nagi that they were his friends).
The...stalkers...were at the entrance, watching their every move. Still. For three straight hours. Schu was flat out bored, Ken was entertained because he was reading a sports magazine that Aya bought him to shut him up, and Aya was just getting started. He wasn't about to let them go anywhere without him following! It was to dangerous. Besides, they were beginning to be getting closer by the second, not to mention that their hands seemed to be glued together.
"I am irritated," Aya snarled.
"You're paranoid," Schu said.
"Did I ask you?"
"No. But I felt I should tell you anyway."
"Go...away...Stop...following...us...!" growled Aya.
"I'm not following you. I'm following-Wait. They're leaving," Schuldich pointed out of which they were beggining to leave.
"Where are they going?" asked Ken.
"I don't know but we're going where they're going," Aya said.
Schuldich commented, "We're turning into stalkers. But I wonder how you, Aya, are so good about this. Have you done this before?"
"...No comment," Aya said as he stormed back to his Porsche.
"That means he has," Ken told Schu as they followed.
IIIII Omi and Nagi...
"You know, I still have the feeling we're being watched," Omi said in an annoyed tone.
"Maybe you're paranoid?" Nagi questioned him. Omi gave him a 'I am not...you don't think I am, do you?' glance. "No I don't think you're paranoid. Just that you're acting like it. Stop worrying."
Nagi set his head on Omi's shoulder, feeling comfortable enough to do so, as they walked towards their destination. The park. Omi said that there would be a beautiful sunset later so he couldn't help but go and watch it. It would be awfully romantic. Although they never had an attraction to eachother before, now that they had gotten to know one another everything was rainbows and skittles. Sort of.
Nagi could feel his head falling off of Omi's shoulder. He was looking over his shoulder which made Nagi move slightly every time. Nagi asked "Why do you keep looking over your shoulder?"
"I could have sworn I saw Aya's car!"
"I told ya' you were paranoid."
"I am not paranoid. I saw it! I know I did!"
"They wouldn't be following us..."
"How are you so sure about that?"
"...because I would murder them!" Nagi said in a dangerous tone that made Omi believe him.
The seventeen year old said "I guess you've never been to the park."
"Actually, I have. Once. Long time ago though."
"Don't they ever let you out on your own?"
"For school. That's about it."
"There possibly couldn't be that many people after you."
"Believe me, there could be," droned Nagi "And after Brad, Farf, but mostly after Schu. It's not dangerous people but he avoids them as much as possible. Like the angry calls from restaurants cause he never pays for the food. Did I mention he's a low-life cheapskate?"
"It's not nice to insult your teammates, Nagi-kun," scolded Omi.
The younger boy just gave a 'Yeah right' look. "If you lived with them then you would insult them too. I mean, there has to be something wrong with your teammates."
"Well..." The chibi didn't want to insult his teammates but there were things, of course, that annoyed him "Just that Yohji likes to leave his dirty magazines all over the place and I have the pleasure of picking them up. Aya is very, very, very, very intimidating. And Ken...is Ken. He's not the brightest person in the world. And if they're following us-" Omi looked over his shoulder "-I'll stab them in the guts!"
IIIII The Car
Aya and Ken could feel a stabbing pain in their stomachs just as Omi said it. Aya whispered "Omi must have threatened us."
"Waaahhh! That...that...Nagi is changing hiiim!" whined Ken.
Schuldich threw his empty cigarette carton at Ken's head. "I'm right here! Geesh! Farf, Crawford, and I are the evil ones! Nagi is just...just...a bit strange!"
"Oh, yeah, and you should be one to talk," Ken said while rolling his eyes and rubbing the back of his head. He then whined some more "That really hurt you know! I expect an apology!"
"Like hell!"
IIIII Omi and Nagi...
"Now I really think they're following us...I heard Ken's whining!"
"No. It's in your imagination. Let's just try and enjoy this...okay?" Nagi said with a pleading look in his eyes.
Unable to resist, Omi nodded quickly.
IIIII TBC (To be continued)
Yeah, sure, strange place to end it. But it's at it's thirty page max and I don't want to make it any longer then that, darnit! Sorry! Anyway, please review!