Still don't own Weiss Kreuz. Oh, and Warning: Farf talking about hurting God…a lot
IIIII With Schwarz...
Nagi was reading a book on his bed quietly. It was after dinner, but he refused to eat any because he wasn't hungry, so he went straight to his room. He kept wondering why he was in such a bad mood. Nothing Omi said upset him. Atleast, he didn't think so. He guess he was a bit upset that he had to stop talking to him because Omi listened to his problems. Not like his teammates did. They wouldn't listen to him unless they were on a mission.
Maybe he was just angry that he didn't get the same attention from them that Omi got from his teammates. Throughout the conversation Aya, Ken, or Yohji would come up to his room to check on him. Sure Schu came into his room but that was only to annoy him since he had nothing else to do. Sometimes he did wish that he could feel close to Schu, Crawford, or even Farf but they were all distant from eachother. Nobody ever spoke their feelings to eachother. It would be to strange. Nagi wouldn't know what to do if one of them came to him with a personal problem. None of them would anyway so he wouldn't have to worry about it.
He heard his door open. Looking away from his book for a moment, he saw Farf with a small tray of Meat Buns.
"I suggest you eat something before you turn into dust," the Irishman suggested as he set the tray on the desk next to him. That's all he said. He just went out of his room without another word. Not that Nagi minded.
Taking a meat bun in his hand Nagi thought, Am I really that skinny? I think Omi was surprised how small I am too. As much as I hate to say it, I'm just short, that's all.
Not even a couple minutes passed by when Schu came into his room. He ignored him, hoping he would just go away, but the German took one of his Meat Buns and just stood there, staring at him. Nagi hated being stared at! It was very unsettling!
"What?" snapped Nagi.
"So, did your little boyfriend actually say anything to upset you?" Schu asked.
"And you want to know this because...?"
"I dunno. Just curious."
"Riiiight," Nagi returned to his book to completely ignore Schu.
"Hey. Chibi! I asked you a question!"
Nagi still ignored him.
"Fine! Ignore me!" Schu shouted.
Nagi ignored that too.
Looking at the book, then at Nagi, he asked "Whatchya' doing?"
A stupid question like that Nagi couldn't help but answer. "I'm reading you idiot. Now go away."
"Whatchya' doing?" He asked again.
"I'm reading! Shutup!"
"Hey, Nagi..."
"What!"
"Whatchya' doing?"
"I'll tell you what I'm doing. I'm changing your name. Congrads, your name is now JackAss McAssFart."
Schu stood silent for a minute and Nagi went back to his reading. Schu shouted from within the room "Braaaad! Nagi renamed me JackAss McAssFart!"
"Good name for you!"
"Shutup Farf!"
"Then you shouldn't be in his room," Crawford advised as he walked down the hallway "Leave Nagi alone. He has homework to do. Right?"
Actually Nagi had none to do but he would take this as an opportunity to get Schu out of his room. Nodding quickly he said "Yes. Yes. A whole lot. So don't come in my room for the rest of the night. Out, Schu!"
"You have to ruin all of my fun," Grumbled Schu as he left.
Nagi locked his door then flopped back down on his bed. He closed his eyes, imagining kissing Omi once again.
IIIII With Weiss...
Since Omi hadn't ate his celery he was sent to bed early. As in eight thirty early. In his red jammies, Omi sat on the edge of his bed, then noticed that the presents for everyone were still on his bed. He had forgotten to give them their Valentines Gifts!
"Umm...okay, I'll just give Yohji-kun and Ken-kun their presents now. Aya-kun can wait until morning because he sent me to bed early," Omi thought out loud. Taking Ken's and Yohji's presents into his arms, he looked out of his room, and luckily Ken was about to go into his room. "Psst! Ken-kun!"
Ken walked over "Yeah?"
"Get Yohji-kun and come back here. I want to give you guys your presents," Omi said in a whisper so Aya wouldn't hear. Since he wasn't allowed to leave his room he couldn't risk going out.
"Okay," Ken nodded and went back downstairs to fetch Yohji.
Looking at the fourth gift a thought popped into his mind. He knew exactly who he was going to give that to. Just not for a couple more weeks. It would be strange to give it to him right away. Omi sat back on his bed and waited for them to come.
He heard a knock on the door. Thinking it was them, he opened it up. It was Aya.
"Y-Yes Aya-kun?" Omi asked nervously.
Aya plopped something into his arms "Here."
Looking at it, it was a giant teddy white teddy bear holding a red heart. Omi asked "What's this?"
"Your Valentines Day gift."
"Oh, thank you," Omi said cheerfully. He would have thought that Ken would have been the one to get this gift for him.
"I'll be in my room if you need me."
"Huh? I thought I couldn't leave my room?"
"I never said you couldn't leave to talk to me," Aya said as he walked away.
Omi blinked in confusion but that was cut off when Yohji and Ken came up to him, hungry for gifts! They had brought their gifts for him too which, like Aya's, weren't wrapped but that was okay.
"That from Aya?" Asked Yohji, looking at the teddy bear "It's humongous."
Omi shut the door as the two came in. "Yeah. I know. Isn't it cute?"
Ken held his present behind his back, as so did Yohji. Omi guessed that they wanted their presents first. He set the teddy bear by his pillows then gave them each theirs. The two ripped into theirs like it was Christmas morning and had satisfying look on their faces when they saw what they got.
"Thank you Omi," Ken said cheerfully as he looked at the small soccer ball "It's really cool."
Yohji said, "Wow, bishonen, even I couldn't find these magazines. Makes me wonder how you found them..."
"Uhhh..." Omi blushed "The Internet is very powerful you know."
"Right," Yohji said with a smile, ruffling the smaller boys hair. He handed Omi his gift, which was a dirty magazine "I figured your old for one of these. Almost eighteen, ne? I say we let you grow up!"
Ken looked at the gift with a furious look "Yohji! How could you get him one of those!"
Omi by this time was furiously blushing just from the cover of a women in her undergarments. He peeked inside then quickly closed it before he dropped to the floor.
"T-Thank you Yohji-kun," said Omi.
"You'll learn to like it," he replied.
"I got you something you'll like since you didn't get dessert. Here!" Ken said as he handed Omi chocolates.
"Yay! Chocolates!" squealed Omi as he practically danced around the room in happiness, "Thank you Ken-kun!"
As if he had been listening outside the room, Aya said "No chocolates at night, Omi! Wait until morning!"
"...Geesh. Does he watch my every move?" asked Omi.
"To put it simply, yes," Yohji replied.
"Why though? I'm seventeen. I can take care of myself. You've seen me do it plenty of times before."
"You might think that but to us you're still a little brother we'd do anything for," Ken answered, his eyes showing he was speaking the truth, "I think that every time Aya looks at you, he see's Aya-chan, only as a little brother. He might not lead it on to be that way but he doesn't want anything bad to happen to you the same way it happen to Aya-chan."
"I guess that does make sense," softly said Omi. He was flattered by the thought "Anyway I should get to sleep. I'll see you guys in the morning, okay?"
"Alright. Nighty-Night bishonen," Yohji left the room, lighting a cigarette the minute he got out.
"Don't take the things Aya says to you to serious. He's just worried," advised Ken as he went out into the hallway.
Omi shut the door, then slid quietly onto the floor. He took in a deep breath. He wanted to give Aya his gift now but... "I think I should just get to bed. Aya can wait until the morning. He was still mean to me!"
He might not lead it on to be that way but he doesn't want anything bad to happen to you
Ken's words rang into his ears. The chibi sat on his bed, turning off all of the lights, then laid under the sheets. Looking blankly at the ceiling he began to wonder. Did he really like him that much? Then again, if he did, he wouldn't have grounded him for so long! It couldn't have been out of worry!
Omi was just getting more frustrated. Every time he tried to loose the thoughts and go to sleep they came back. Going to sleep was not the best idea if he wanted to get rid of the questions and the guilt of not giving him his present. Aya, even if he was angry with Omi, had gave him his present, although it wasn't in the kindest way. He was just hurt that they thought he was still a baby that needed to be taken care of him. He wanted to tell Aya that but when Ken said that he thought of him like a little brother it could break his tiny, icy heart.
"Fine!" Omi whispered harshly to himself as he sat up in his bed. "I'll give him the present, ask some questions, then go directly to bed. That way I won't be tearing myself up over this!"
He grabbed Aya's present then stomped over to Aya's room. Omi stood in front of it, not sure if he wanted to knock politely or just rush in like it were an emergency.
"Umm...Aya-kun?" Omi said, knocking on his door.
No answer.
"...Aya-kun? Are you in there?" Omi asked.
Still no answer.
"Fine! Ignore me!" Omi snapped.
Nope. Nothing.
He kicked at Aya's door "You're a meanie head! I came to apologize and you ignore me! What the heck? I was going to give you your present but I'll give it to Nagi-kun instead! How do you like that! Huh? Huh?"
"You know you're yelling at nothing...right?" the red head stood next to Omi, holding a glass of water.
"A-Aya-kun? You-er-weren't in there?"
"Nope. I was getting some water. What were you yelling about? I could hear you all the way in the kitchen."
"I...um, needed to talk to you," meekly said Omi.
"Okay. Come on in," Aya offered and opened his room.
Everything was so organized. Omi could believe it though, this was Aya's room after all. Stepping in he got an immediate cold feeling. Even though he was wearing long sleeves and full pants it was still freezing.
"Why is it so cold in here?" Omi asked.
"It's my room. That's why. I like it cold," Aya answered. He sat at a desk, pulling a chair that sat next to him out. He ordered "Sit."
Doing so, Omi sat. There was a long silence that sat disturbingly between the two.
"What did you want?" Aya asked.
"To talk."
"About what?"
"Stuff."
"Omi..." he snarled.
"This is yours," Omi said, setting Aya's present on the desk "I felt that since you gave me my present, even though you're still mad, and I think I should give you yours."
Aya said nothing as he unwrapped his gift. He saw the square box of chocolates, which was nice, but there was a necklace on top of it. He was curious so he looked at it. A golden chain with a gold locket. It said 'Aya-chan' in small silver letters on the front. Opening it up, it was a picture of his little sister and him when they were younger. The two were on the bench, Aya-chan's head was resting on his shoulder with a wide grin, while Aya sat there with his own smile.
Aya-chan... Aya thought a bit sadly.
Omi got the sudden feeling he didn't like it. He asked "Everything okay?"
"Yeah. It's okay," softly said Aya. Closing the locket he asked "Where did you get this picture?"
"I copied it from one of yours. I hope you don't mind."
"Thanks Omi. It's one of the best gifts I've ever gotten," Aya said, his tone a bit cold but it was lifted from the usual icy.
"I thought you would like it. I know Aya-chan means a lot to you so I was thinking maybe it would lift up your spirits. I'm sure that she would want you to enjoy things, not shut everything out like you sometimes do, even if she is in acoma."
"I don't shut the important things out," Aya said as he put on the necklace.
"You aren't going to shut me out, are you?"
The red head seemed shocked by the question. "Why would I?"
"You're mad at me."
"I'm a bit upset still but no, I'm not severely mad, and I realize I probably over-reacted."
"Probably?" repeated Omi.
"Kid, don't mess this apology up, cause you won't hear another one from me for decades."
Omi stayed quiet.
"As I was saying I probably over-reacted. I guess I can't help it if you want to date someone but someone from Schwartz?"
"...I thought you would have been more mad that it was a guy."
"No. It would be stupid to be angry about that," Aya replied "I just don't trust Prodigy-" He saw an angered look on Omi's face, realizing that he should call him by his real name "-I mean Nagi," he corrected himself.
"I do."
"Why though? You've fought him before."
"That doesn't make him a bad person. True, I've only seen him during fights. If you got to know the real Nagi I'm sure you'd like him. He's a lonely boy who's just looking for someone to like him. You've probably realized that his teammates aren't the greatest people in the world so he doesn't get much love from them."
"That would be obvious. I just hung out with Mastermind and he's annoying. Oracle can see the future. And the other one...he's just nuts."
"See what he has to deal with?" Omi said "I'm not trying to go against you, Aya-kun, just that I really like him."
"You've only known him for a day," he pointed out.
"Haven't you heard of love at first sight?"
"Love?"
"Ummm...like?"
"Much better."
"I guess I should get to sleep..." Omi sighed.
"Okay then. I'll see you first thing in the morning."
"First thing?" repeated Omi.
"Yep. You're going to help me open the shop."
Omi sighed as he left the room. He kept repeating in his head, He's doing this for my own good. Do not tell him he's mean. He's doing this for my own good. Do not tell him he's unfair. He's doing this for...Aw, like hell he is! He's doing it to torture me!
IIIII At Schwartz...
Crawford had summoned the three over into the front room. They sat on the couch. Farf was quiet enough, content enough with sticking a needle into his arm, but Schuldich and Nagi would not stop picking at eachother.
"You know, I gathered you here to tell you something important, not so you-" he made a quick glance over at Schu and Nagi who shutup "-could argue with eachother."
"So, tell us what this important thing is, I was busy you know!" Schu said.
"So was I," Nagi added.
"Doing what? You read books. Like you were busy reading books?"
"Oh, and you were busy too? Doing what I might ask?"
"Your little ears wouldn't be able to handle it," huffed the German.
"Pervert!"
"Chibi!"
"Idiot!"
"Shorty!"
"You are dead!"
"Won't change the fact that you are short! Small! Gahh!" Schu shouted as Nagi tried to get his hands around his throat.
"Shutup!" Crawford snapped. The two calmed right down "I just got a call from Takatori. I need to go see him right away for I have no clue."
"And we're coming...?" Nervously asked Nagi. He didn't like Takatori. He was creepy!
"No. That's what I wanted to tell you. You three have to stay while I'm gone."
"And how long will you be gone!" Nagi asked.
"Until six PM…"
"Tomorrow?" Nagi asked hopefully since it was better then nothing.
"No. Three days from now."
"Just kill me now!" Nagi shouted "I'll even do it myself! Give me a knife!"
"I have a needle," offered Farf.
"That'll do," Nagi said.
"Nagi, calm down!" Crawford ordered. The boy sat down.
Schu rubbed his hands together evilly. "Mwhahaha..."
"Why do I suddenly feel like my life is in danger?" Nagi squeaked.
Looking at the three, he now had to decide who was most responsible at the moment. Nagi was right out. If he were in charge he would kill Schu. And if Schu were in charge he would put all of the effort into making Nagi miserable, which would result in the house being a wreck.
"I hate to do this but I'm leaving Farf in charge," Crawford announced.
"Oh God no..." whimpered Nagi, putting his head in his hands.
Schu asked "Why! He's crazy! He's no good for the job!"
"I can hear you," snarled Farfarello.
"He might be crazy but he's in charge. Farf, make sure that they don't make the house a mess by the time I come back, okay?" Crawford asked. There was a slow nod from Farfarello.
Nagi pleaded "Take me with you. I'll do anything! Don't leave me with a pervert and a nut job!"
"We can hear you!" The 'nut job' and the 'pervert' snapped.
"I'm sorry Nagi but if I left you in charge, there would be nothing left of these two."
"If you leave Farfarello in charge there will be no churches left," mumbled Schuldich.
"Anyway, I have to get going, so be good. No maiming eachother. No hurting one another. Schu, no getting into Nagi's mind. Farf, no killing people. And Nagi, no killing your teammates."
Nagi droned for the second time that day "I make no promises."
And then a very reluctant Crawford walked out of the door leaving the three there.
IIIII Later at Swartz...
"Today we are going to learn of new and impressive ways to hurt God. Anything is good. Burning churches, killing some Christians, letting the air out of the tires on the PopeMobile, burning churches..." Farf said in the most evil way possible.
"You realize you said burning churches twice?" Nagi squeaked, scared by his actions.
"Burning more churches," he corrected himself "Anyway, any suggestions?"
"You realize we're nowhere near the Pope's car," Schu said.
"Shutup! Don't mock my dreams!" Farf snapped "I'm in charge so you have to do what I say. Everything. No matter how horrible or nasty it might be."
"...I'm not cleaning your room," Nagi droned.
"Nagi, you are cleaning my room," Farfarello said.
"I hate you all."
"We knew that," Schu stood up off the couch "I'll be in my room. Don't bother me unless it's an emergency."
"Schu?" Nagi asked.
"What?"
"Oh, nevermind."
"..."
"Schu?"
"Yes?" His eyebrow twitched.
"Oh, wait, you can't do that because you're lazy…"
"Farf, can I kill the chibi? He's frickin' annoying!"
"No. That would help God," Farfarello stated. He looked at Nagi who was ready to burst with angst about how nobody at all loved him and all the mental and physical abuse over the years shaped him into what he was now...which was true, "No angsting!"
"Oh, screw it," Nagi sighed. "There's no point in angsting."
"And no drama. Just pain. Pain involving hurting God."
"Is there anything else you do besides hurting God?" Nagi questioned.
Farfarello seemed confused for a moment. He began counting on his fingers, "Well, hurting myself-Wait. No. That's to hurt God too," He paused, "Does torturing you count?"
"...I'm going to my room," Nagi announced in a 'I know you don't care' tone.
"You're cleaning my room," Farfarello corrected, handing him a trash bag and gloves that came out of nowhere.
"It's Valentines Day! Give me a break! Do you want your V-Day gift!" Nagi snapped as Farf shoved them into his arms. Then Nagi thought. The stuff he had bought his teammates...was still in the park!
"Gifts?" Schu repeated, coming back from his room.
"Yes...er, gifts for you both."
"I want mine now," ordered Schu.
"Thing is I left them in the park."
"You're an idiot!"
"Shutup!" Nagi snapped as he crosses his arms "Why don't you let me go out? That way I could get them."
"But Brad said not to go out," Farf said.
Nagi raised an eyebrow "Since when have we listened to him?"
"If you're going out, so am I," Schu put on his coat without a second thought "I'm going to one of my clubs."
"Wait! What about my room?" Farfarello asked, hands on his hips.
Nagi put the stuff in his arms "Your room. Your job."
"I'm in charge. Who said I would let you out?"
The two of them stopped what they were doing. He was right. For once, the crazy Irishman was right.
"It'll...hurt God?" Schu said more of in a question then a statement.
Farf thought for a moment. He nodded then said "Then I'm going to go out too."
"Where?" asked Nagi.
"Church..."
"To burn it down?"
"No. I'm going to flood it this time. If I flood it, then Crawford won't be suspicious, cause I always say I'll burn them down."
"...Whatever," The two sane (for the most part) teammates said and walked out.
IIIII With Omi...
Omi was still awake. Nine thirty now and he was still awake. He had stared at the ceiling long enough and was about to get on his computer. Then he remembered no computer for a whole week. So Omi sat in front of his computer, thinking of the possibilities.
IIIII With Nagi...
He sat on the bench and surprisingly the bags were still there. He picked up a bag that wasn't his...it was Omi's. He sighed. If Nagi went over to Omi's right now he would get killed. Possibly. Maybe Omi's room had a window...Nagi got an idea. An idea that could get him killed but atleast he had an excuse to visit Omi!
IIIII With Omi...
"I could be online reading fanfiction. I could be online reading a comic. I could be online hacking something. I could be online...oh how I miss being online..." Omi put his head on his arms in sadness. He missed his computer!
He heard a knock on the door. Lifting his head up, he asked "Who is it?"
The door opened slightly revealing Ken who was holding a bowl. He slipped it inside "Omi, it's ice cream," He whispered.
Omi's eyes lit up "R-Really!"
"Yeah."
"What kind?"
"Chocolate."
"I love you!" he squealed and grabbed it.
"Wow...you really like your ice cream...Can I come in?"
"Won't Aya-kun be mad if you get caught?"
"He's always mad. And I saw that you went in to go talk to him. Seeing that you're in one piece I think it went okay."
"Yeah...I gave him his gift. I think that made everything better."
"What was it?" Ken asked, sitting comfortably outside the door while Omi was still sitting inside.
"A necklace with Aya-chan's picture in a locket."
"Aww...that was really sweet of you, Omi."
"Thanks. You'll love the picture of him and Aya-chan. It's adorable. I'll go get it right now," Omi turned away from Ken and had a glimpse out of his window for a second. There was something floating out there. Taking a second glance he noticed who it was "Oh my God! What are you doing! You're going to get yourself killed!"
"What? What?" Ken stood up, trying to get in.
Omi closed his door then said "It's okay Ken-kun! Don't mind me!" He hissed at Nagi, who had the bright idea of floating outside his window using his telekinesis "Open in the window! It's not locked!"
"What's going on?" Ken demanded to know.
"Nothing at all. Thank you again for th-Nagi-kun! Are you okay!"
"Nagi?" repeated Ken.
Omi, who had abandoned keeping the door shut, rushed over to his friend who had clumsily fallen in. Things were scattered across the floor. Ken opened the door to find Omi helping up his boyfriend.
"N-Nagi's here?" Ken nervously said.
"It's okay, Ken-kun, I'm sure there's a perfectly good reason he is here."
"I came to give you your bag..." Nagi said shyly.
"Oh, thank you," Omi picked up his things.
"What's going on in there?" a familiar voice asked. Yohji walked into the room with a not-so-shocked look on his face. More of a confused one "How the heck did you get in here, chibi?"
"Don't call me chibi," Nagi said coldly "And I floated in front of Omi's window. When I tried to open it, my concentration broke off, and by the time I got it open it completely broke. So I fell in. Ouch..." His chin was bruised and there was a cut on his cheek that was bleeding, "Guess I must have connected with the window at some time."
"Oh my gosh! We have to get you a bandage or something!" Omi said.
"I'll be fine. I've had worse."
"You know Aya's going to have a fit if he see's him in here," Yohji stated the obvious.
"Bring bandages and Band-Aids Ken-kun," Omi ordered.
"Okay," he said without question and went off to the bathroom.
"Want to sit?" Omi asked Nagi, picking him up into his arms.
"I can walk you know. I didn't break anything."
"I don't know that."
"I stood up, didn't I?"
"With my help. And standing is not the same as walking. Now sit," Omi plopped the fifteen year old onto his bed "Don't move."
"You're strict, bishonen," Yohji observed as he walked up to the two boys "I should stay here just in case. So you two don't do anything you shouldn't."
"I thought you supported our relationship?" Omi said bluntly.
"You don't give it out on the first night!"
"But you do."
"That's a different story. I'm not seventeen. You are. Going to be eighteen this year, remember?" Yohji reminded.
"Oh yeah. It's a leap year."
"When's your birthday?" asked Nagi.
"February 29th."
"Okay," Nagi said, not sure what to do or say in the presence of a Weiss member and Omi. He started blushing.
IIIII Out in the hall...
"What are you doing with bandages and bandaids?" Aya ordered to know as Ken walked out of the bathroom.
"Ummm...why are you out of your room?"
"I heard something crash."
"Oh. Well. I've got to..uhh..put my mini-statue of David Beckham back together? That was what you heard crash."
"You need duct-tape. Not bandages."
"But this is an emergency!" whined Ken.
"Idiot...Leave it up to you to think that way. Oh well. I'm going back in my room so I don't have to hear you whine about your statue anymore. Why do you have one of David Beckham anyway? Who is he?" Aya questioned curiously.
"He plays soccer. He's my...umm...hero?"
"Whatever. Go mend your Beckham."
"Okay," He chirped.
IIIII Back in Omi's room...
"Come on Omi. Atleast let me stand up," Nagi said.
"Fine. Let's see you walk," Omi said, a bit upset that Nagi refused to listen to him.
Nagi got up and was fully confident that he would be able to walk without a problem. To bad that confidence didn't translate into him actually being able to. He took a couple of steps and then a pain shot up in his right leg meaning he must have sprained his ankle.
Loosing balance, the fifteen year old fell on his butt. Omi gave him an 'I told you' look as he helped him up.
"Fine. You were right. Don't shove it in my face," Nagi replied as he was sat back down on Omi's bed.
Ken came into the room and closed the door very quickly. Yohji looked at his friend, "You look like you just seen a ghost."
"I had to make up an excuse to Aya of why I needed bandages and Band-Aids but atleast I got them here!" he chirped as he threw them to Omi.
Omi softly put a couple of Band-Aids over Nagi's cut on his face. He smiled, "You look adorable with them on your face."
"That's strange to say."
"But you do look cute!"
Nagi just blushed and looked away "So, you gonna' bandage my ankle or what? I have to get back to my house and go to bed. Atleast Farf and Schu aren't back there to see me like this."
"No way are you going home by yourself. Somebody is going to have to drive you there," Omi said as he started wrapping Nagi's ankle. The fifteen year old got an offended look on his face. He guessed that Nagi liked to do things by himself no matter what. "You know it would be for the best. You don't want to screw your ankle up more, do you? It wouldn't be very smart."
"Leave me alone! I don't need your help! I can wrap my ankle by myself and probably better then you!" Nagi snapped. He forced his leg out of Omi's grasp. "Do I look like I need you?"
Omi seemed surprised by his reaction. "I-I...was only trying to...help..."
The Schwartz member glanced over to Ken and Yohji, who were angry that he made Omi upset. Nagi stood up and painfully walked over to his bag, he picked them up with the lingering thought of maybe he should apologize for snapping at Omi.
Why am I in such a bad mood tonight? I was snippy with everybody, thought Nagi as he forced himself to stand up straight.
"I'll be going now," Nagi announced as he floated himself out of the window.
Extremely confused, Omi sat there, feeling many emotions at once. What the heck was that! I get with a guy and argue with him all in one day! I am the most unlucky kid in the world! Argh! Omi thought.
"Well...this was fun and all but I'm gonna' go back to bed," Yohji left, seeing that he didn't have anything to say that would make Omi feel better about being snapped at.
"Are relationships supposed to be this confusing, Ken-kun?" Omi asked, not even looking at the jock.
Ken frowned "I wouldn't know, really."
"Let me guess..."
"Nope. Haven't had a girlfriend or anything yet."
"Alright! Get out! This is not helping!" ordered Omi as he pushed Ken out, "I'll see you in the morning," he said then slammed the door.
I guess Nagi is mad with me...or something, Omi thought sadly as he laid down in his bed. Why else would he snap at me?
IIIII With Nagi...
That didn't go as well as I thought it could... Nagi thought as he limped down the street. Why am I being such a jerk? I'm usually snappy with Schu, that's to be expected, but I've just snapped at Omi. He's probably mad at me. I should have just stopped to think and accept his offer of a car ride cause my ankle is really bugging me!
He decided to take a break. He hadn't even gotten three blocks from the flowershop when he plopped onto his behind on the sidewalk.
"I suck at being nice! Why did I even think that I could be nice to Omi?" Nagi mumbled.
Nagi looked up to see a car that stopped right in front of him. He waited to see who got out of the car but they reached over to open the door. It was someone that he wouldn't suspect.
"Aya?" Nagi asked.
"Get in," Aya ordered.
"Uhhh..." he was very reluctant to do so.
"Don't worry. I'm not going to kill you."
"..."
"Or maim you."
"..."
"Or throw your body off a bridge."
"How come I'm still not convinced?"
"Just get in! I'm offering to drive you home! You hurt your ankle, right? You shouldn't walk home with it sprained," Aya offered. Nagi still seemed confused "I was listening to everything from outside Omi's door. Ken isn't a good liar at all and I saw him go into Omi's room."
"And you're doing this for me because...?"
"Omi wanted you to be driven home. Thought I should do it since I'm already awake. Next time, just come in through the front door," Aya said as Nagi got into the car. He looked over at the boy who just sat there, stiff as a rock "Seat belt."
Nagi put on his seat belt and remained a statue.
"You don't have to be so nervous, you know," Aya said as he started driving.
"You're my enemy. Of course I'm going to be nervous!"
"Omi's your enemy too."
"Yeah, but he doesn't remind me of Crawford..."
"Do you want me to keep my hands to myself or would you rather be choked to death?" Aya threatened with a glare to match his dark attitude. "Now give me directions."
Nagi looked out the window and gave him the directions. Not direct ones but close enough, for he knew that if Crawford found out he told Aya where they lived he would be beaten beyond recognition...and then some.
"You know, you really upset Omi by yelling at him," Aya said.
"I didn't yell, I snapped," he corrected.
"Whatever. But I think you owe him an apology," the red head spoke the truth even if Nagi didn't want to hear it. Especially coming from Aya! "So don't call him. Let him contact you."
"Then he'll think I don't like him because I didn't call. And if that happens I blame it on you."
"Well, it wouldn't happen in the first place if you didn't yell at him."
"I snapped!" Nagi, well, snapped back.
"Whatever," sighed Aya who now regretted doing this.
IIIII TBC (To be continued)
I know. I know. It's shorter then thirty pages but I can't write that much all of the time! It's only three pages shorter then usual...oh well. Review please.
And I realize I've been spelling Swartz three ways: Swartz, Schwartz, and Schwarz, cause I don't know the correct spelling…and yes I have banged my head on a table many times for not knowing. Someone nicely tell me how to spell it correctly!
Oh, and the 'JackAss McAssFart' belongs to my friend Katelyn. She came up with it.
And about Ken-kun acting stupid…I know, he usually isn't. I love Ken-kun, don't get me wrong! But he's just so…so…normal that I had to make him stick out somehow. And I can't make him brainy because Omi's the brains of the team. See my problem? So he's going to be a bit dumb and a bit slow. Hey. I've seen him act worse in other fics. Compared to those he's a genius in this one. I just want to apologize for doing that. Hope no one hates me!