I still do not own Weiss Kreuz.
The lyrics of the LA'rcenciel songs are in italics. I do not own the songs. They are property of the band.
IIIII With Omi and Nagi...
Nagi was sitting crossed legged on Omi's bed, ending up looking through his CD's. He was pretty amazed at how many English CD's Omi did have. There was a lot of J-Pop and J-Rock too. Unfortunately, Nagi knew none of these artists, because he didn't listen to music. Once and a while, if Schuldich was kept from going to the clubs for to long, he would beg Nagi to dance with him to loud techno music. Now Nagi hated techno music.
Slipping a chocolate into his mouth Nagi found the LA'rcenciel CD that Omi was raving to him about. SMILE; that was the title...SMILE. Nagi frowned at it. He didn't like being told what to do. He looked at his boyfriend who was snuggling with a large white teddy bear that frightened him deeply.
"Oh, I see you found it," Omi cheered. Taking the CD into his hands he asked "Is this what you want to listen to? Or are you just doing this to make me happy?"
"I don't know. Just put it on. I'll see if I like it."
Omi put the CD in and pressed play. He put it on the fourth song since that was his favorite.
Are you feeling fine?
Nemurenai yoruniwa kimino maboroshiga...
She said, "Loving you made me happy everyday"
Anokorto onajisa mujyakina kaode hanashikakenaide
Omi sang along and surprisingly his singing voice wasn't half bad. Nagi wasn't sure so far if he liked it but it was worth seeing a smile on Omi's fine face.
"Wanna' dance?" Omi asked, holding a hand out to him.
He nervously sat there, "A-Are you sure? I'm not very good at dancing...especially on fast songs."
"It's okay. I'll put it on a slow song next so we can slow dance."
"What about Aya's rule about no close contact?" reminded Nagi.
"I'm just going to have my hands on your hips and you'll have your hands on my shoulders. It's nothing that bad," Omi said happily. He looked at Nagi, who looked a bit uncomfortable. "I-I mean...unless you don't want to..."
The smaller boy blushed. Looking at the floor, he started making imaginary circles on the bed with a finger. He softly said "Just...just that I don't even know how to...slow dance..."
Surprised, Omi was, but then he asked, "Haven't you ever been to a school dance?"
"Think about what you just asked. It's at school. I'm not liked there. I wouldn't go there if I had a choice..."
"Oh, yeah, that's right," Omi sweatdropped. Poor guy. Never been to a school dance. Never been out that much. Just sits in his room on the computer, being bugged by his teammates, and from what he said being invisible at school. He really had been sucked dry of everything that was fun in the world. No wonder he was so down all the time he saw him! "You have me now though. And you're pretty visible to me..."
Are you feeling fine?
Nagai Michino tochuude sayanano kawarini
She said, "Loving you made me happy everyday
Nanigotomo naikanoyhoo sekaiwa mawaru bokuwo nokoshite
"...I don't understand why they don't like you either," Omi added.
Nagi shrugged "Who cares? I'm used to it. That's why I got so mad when that jerk called you the 'f' word. That's my nickname at school along with many other unpleasant things."
He sat next to the saddened teenager with concerned feelings. "But why?"
"I don't know. They just don't like me. I guess it's partly my fault cause I'm such a bookworm there and so distant. There are some people that are sort of nice, that usually retrieve my lunches when they gets stolen, but I just keep to myself for the most part," explained Nagi. To make himself feel better he started eating another chocolate.
"You should switch over to my school. Everyone's super nice! We wouldn't be in the same grade-"
"Correction. We probably would. I'm in 12th grade right now. My code name is Prodigy, remember? So I am very smart. You're in 12th too, aren't you?"
"Wow...yeah."
"I don't get along with kids anyway."
"You get along with me."
"Yeah, but you're an assassin too," replied Nagi "It makes a difference. You sort of have an idea of what I go through on missions."
"Sort of?" repeated Omi.
"You're teammates are nice. Mine are freaks."
"Don't insult them like that!" Omi defended them, "They're your friends."
"Hn. Whatever," Nagi looked away. He couldn't take that look in Omi's eye. That one that made him feel guilty and want to change what he just said. Nobody ever made him feel that way before. It was to strange. "Omi? Can I ask you a sort of personal question?"
"Go ahead."
"Have you ever been attracted to me before? Cause when we fought those many times before you never seemed to like me."
"That's because I didn't see a real person. Right now I do. A good person too," Omi leaned over to Nagi, quickly glancing to the doorway to make sure no one was looking, then kissed him lightly on the cheek.
Are you feeling fine?
Nemurenai yoruniwa kimino maboroshiga...
She said, "Loving you made me happy everyday"
Anokoroto onajisa mujyakina kaode hanashikakenaide
Nagi, who had already known he was ready to jump Omi at the first chance he got, took this moment to turn his face towards him for a full kiss on the lips. Omi closed his eyes also and put an arm around Nagi's neck. The two fell down on his bed still kissing passionately.
At this point they didn't care who was going through. Omi broke the kiss to catch his breath. Nagi, who was beneath him, was taking in deep breaths also. Omi laid his forehead on his boyfriends. Looking deep into those midnight blue eyes he wanted to kiss him again but Nagi looked to nervous.
In fact, Nagi was way to nervous. He was in Weiss's house. Kissing Omi. The door open. Anybody could pass by and see them in this position. It wasn't that Omi was heavy as he sat on top of him, just that he wasn't used to having someone on top as he laid down. Something was making him to nervous to make another move. He could feel his body shaking so he started sliding out from underneath Omi and began rubbing his shoulders to make the goose bumps go away.
Omi frowned. Did he make Nagi that uncomfortable? He tried to put a hand on Nagi's shoulder but the boy flinched away.
"Nagi-kun? Is something wrong?" Omi asked in deep concern.
He shook his head, "Don't mind me. I'm alright."
What happened? Dammit...I shouldn't be freaking out like this. I need some air! Nagi thought as he rushed towards Omi's window. He opened the window and gasped for air like he had been underwater for a while.
The boy started feeling a bit dizzy so he sat down on the ground in front of the window. Shaking his head he could feel his vision come back atleast.
"Nagi-kun! Do you need some water? Something to eat? What's wrong?" He leaned next to him, putting a hand on his forehead. "You don't have a temperature. Not from what I can feel."
"I-I'm okay," Nagi said, trying to stand up.
"What made you so nervous?" Omi questioned.
"I'm not sure. But..." Nagi put his head on Omi's chest, wrapping his arms around his waist "I don't really care. You're a great kisser. Even if I felt that way again, I wouldn't mind, just for another kiss."
Are you feeling fine?
Mudana teikouwa yamete ashitaeto mkaou
I said, "Loving you made me happy everyday"
Itsunomanika nemurini togirete kieta eganomamade
The next song came on which was a slow song. Nagi asked shyly "Umm...I-I'm willing to slow dance...if you want to.."
"Of course," Omi said happily.
IIIII With Swartz...
"I'm home!" Crawford called through the house. Coming in more, he saw Schuldich moaning on the couch and Farfarello sitting on the floor, curiously playing with a needle.
"Welcome home, oh great and fearless leader," said Schuldich said, saluting him, and without looking from underneath the wet washcloth that laid across his eyes and forehead, "How did it go?"
"We've got a mission tonight. Where's Nagi? Is he in his room? I need him to do some research first."
Should I defend the chibi or tell Brad he went out with Bombay? Hmm...tough decision but Brad'll find out one way or another so I might as well be truthful right now, thought Schuldich.
"He's out," Farf said before Schu could spill the beans.
"Where?" Crawford asked as he hung up his coat.
"Just out. He didn't say specifically. Maybe over to Bombay's, I don't know, and I don't care. He's not grounded anymore so he can't get in trouble no matter how you twist it around," Farfarello informed, twisting the needle into his arm. Trying to take it out, he stopped for a moment, "It's stuck."
"You just let him out?"
"Yeah? Why not?" Schu said. He was going to go by Farf's story.
"I guess it's okay. He isn't grounded anymore..." Crawford thought aloud. "And why does Farf have a needle?"
"Hangover. He had the TV on. I promised him a needle if he would just turn the thing off. Now go. I've still got a booming headache and now my stomach's beginning to really hurt," Schu groaned, rolling on his side.
"Helloooo! It's stuck!" complained Farfarello as he used his strength to try and get it out.
Crawford walked over, gripped it hard, and pulled. It came out, "This is why I don't want you having needles. If you had anymore you'd have a whole row stuck in your arm."
Hey, Farf, why did you lie for the chibi? Schu asked telepathically.
I don't exactly know. I'm in a better mood today. Now I better go wrap this up before I bleed all over the carpet, he replied as he walked away.
Atleast someone did. I don't know how Brad would re-act but I think it would include blood, yelling, and a car ride to the flowershop, Schu thought before he felt the strong urge to go to the bathroom.
IIIII With Weiss...
Finally it was closing time. Aya, Ken, and Yohji were relaxing in the kitchen. All three of them could hear the music still playing from Omi's room. Aya had already separated them from dancing so he really hoped he didn't have to go as far as threatening him with a katana...again.
"Do you have to be so protective of Omi?" asked Yohji to Aya since he was getting so tense.
There was no answer. Just silence.
"You know his birthday is coming up. He's not a baby anymore. You're like an over bearing mother. Calm down already," He continued.
No answer once again.
"Why won't you say anything?"
"You could be right," Aya said.
Yohji took a minute to take that sentence in, "I could be right?"
"Yeah. That's what I said."
"Wow. You've never admitted that type of thing before. That would mean your wrong."
"You could be right, but that doesn't mean I agree with you, there's a difference," defended Aya. The blonde glared at him for ruining his moment of glory, "I guess I just...oh forget it."
"Come on Aya. You can tell us what's on your mind," Ken said happily.
"Shutup," Aya snapped.
"Okay," Ken shrugged it off.
"For once Ken said a good thing. Tell us what you were going to say. I'm sure it'll make sense as to why you've been an ass to Nagi," Yohji said with a smirk.
Aya asked "You promise not to laugh or make jokes?"
They nodded.
"You have to swear not to tell anybody. Especially Omi."
They nodded once again.
"Because if you do, I will make you regret every day of your existence. You know that I'm true to my word."
Getting impatient, they nodded their heads quickly. Yohji spat out "Just tell us already!"
"It's because I lo-" he was cut off quickly.
"Come on Nagi-kun. They won't bite you! I promise!" Omi called upstairs has he came down. He waved sweetly as he friends. He whispered to them "He's a bit shy around you guys still. Try and make him feel welcome, okay?"
"Sure," Yohji said. He looked at the red head who was still standing up "You okay, Aya?"
"Aya-kun? Why are you standing up? And why are you're cheeks all red? Are you feeling okay?" Omi kept questioning with concern obvious in his voice.
Aya stood there, blushing. He immediately stomped upstairs to his bedroom.
Upon coming down, Nagi had passed him, and felt his cold aura. He asked "What's his problem?"
"He was about to tell us but you interrupted!" Yohji replied, a bit upset at them. "What do you two lovebirds want anyway?"
"Ice cream!" cheered Omi as he headed towards the fridge. Turning to Nagi, he asked "Chocolate, Vanilla, Strawberry, or Cookie Dough?"
"Uhh...vanilla, I guess."
"You sound like you've never had ice cream before," commented Ken.
"Not much," He replied.
Omi babbled, "You have to be kidding. Oh, you poor thing! No wonder you're so small. You haven't had a proper meal in quite a while, right? Much less a treat. You've probably haven't had hard candy, Jolly Ranchers, or even Angel Food cake! I mean, with your teammates, you probably don't get much food. It's kind of sad when you think about it. But don't worry about that Nagi-kun cause Omi will make you a nice dinner sometimes soon! With ice cream for dessert!"
Nagi nodded so it made him look like he actually understood what just came out of Omi's mouth.
Nagi walked over to the counter that his boyfriend was putting the ice cream into bowls. Looking up he saw pictures of Omi with his teammates. Looked like they went to some amusement park or someplace with rides. Everyone was there, smiling, well Aya was smirking, and even one of Omi getting out of the pool in his swimming trunks.
"Omi? What are these?" Nagi asked, pointing to the photos.
"Pictures."
He growled, "That's not what I meant. I mean where did you guys go?"
"We went on a small vacation in Kyoto. We went to the amusement park and stayed a couple nights at a nice hotel while we were there. It was really fun!" He replied happily. Looking at Nagi's expression it wasn't happy. It was depressing. Depressing enough to make even Omi, one of the most perky people in Tokyo, frown "What's wrong?"
"I never get to go on vacation," Nagi replied with a sigh. "Not that I'd expect that we would. We do have Farfarello who would slip out to burn a couple of churches and Schuldich wouldn't be able to block out so many voices at an amusement park. And Brad...well, he's not an out going person. Work-A-Holic is what he is. He would shoot anyone that would get near him."
"Wow...sounds like your teammates are rather depressing."
"Gee, aren't you perceptive?" the icy cold reply made Omi shiver.
Oh no. I'm doing it again. I shouldn't be mean to Omi, he's only trying to talk to me. Guess I have to get used to being around nice people for a change, Nagi thought. And with that thought he forced a small smile onto his face. He apologized, "Sorry about that...I'm just in a bad mood I guess."
"Awww...what's wrong?"
"What do you think? My life bites!" he snapped again.
Silence followed. Nagi mumbled "Can I apologize for that too?"
"I understand. Seems that your teammates are causing you a lot of stress. That's bad for you, ya' know," advised Omi as they made their way up towards his room, bowls in hands.
Nagi shrugged with no reply. He knew they were causing him stress but there was no way of getting away from them. He was part of Swartz. Maybe forever. Well, maybe not forever, that could be an exaggeration, but long enough to make him go nuts.
"Is there anything that you like about your teammates?" Omi asked.
Nagi once again did not reply. He sat on the bed, eating his ice cream.
"Hey! I asked you a question!"
"I don't want to ruin this great ice cream by talking about those idiots."
Omi took out a sheet of paper and a pencil from his desk. He sat in front of Nagi with a determined look on his face.
"What?" Nagi asked.
"We're going to think of the pros and cons of your teammates. I know you'll have more cons then pros but you've got to think of atleast five pros for each of them, okay?" Omi said firmly.
Nagi sighed, "Do I really have to do this?"
"Do it for me. Pleeeeaaasseee?" pleaded Omi, giving his best chibi look.
Why does he have to be so cute? thought Nagi. He said, "Fine. I'll do it. But I'm not sure I can think of five for Schuldich."
IIIII With Aya
Aya looked at the clock. It was fifteen minutes to five, which he was going to go see Aya-chan, so he needed someone to look after Omi and Nagi. Looking at his only two choices he knew that a monkey could probably do a better then job then them. But he had to pick one...
"Yohji," said Aya as he walked to the blonde who was watching TV. He looked up at the red head in question, "I need you to watch Omi and Nagi."
"Why?"
"I don't want them getting close to eachother."
"Why?"
"Because...I don't want it!"
"They're in a relationship. Of course they're going to get close. Kiss. Hug. And maybe sex. Deal with it already," reminded Yohji.
Aya snapped, "You speak of it like it's okay!"
"Duh!" Yohji shouted, "I'm not going to do it."
"Why not!"
"Why the heck are you so uptight? What were you going to say about Omi before he interrupted us!" Yohji demanded to know.
"Because I love him!" Aya snapped.
There was a long silence. Yohji sweatdropped. He wasn't sure if he heard that right! He asked the red head nervously, "W-What did you say?"
"B...Because I love...Omi..." Aya muttered, bangs covering his eyes as he looked at the floor, "I wanted to be the one that he loved. The one that he hugs. I just never could tell him..." His fists tightened "...I'm to late to tell him anyway."
"Wow. No wonder your angry. Someone's gonna' bang your crush."
"Shutup!"
"Okay. Okay. Geesh," Yohji turned around to watch TV.
Aya asked, "S-So you aren't surprised?"
"I've been more surprised before. I don't mind. But you have no right to ruin his relationship just because you want to get with him. He'll hate you for breaking them apart," warned Yohji "Now go away. I'm watching a good show!"
Aya walked away, blushing, to nervous to threaten him not to tell Omi. Or Ken. Or anybody else within hearing distance.
IIIII With Ken...
Ken was watching his soccer game still in his room, at the edge of his bed, eating chocolates and rooting on the team he liked. He looked at the door as it opened and saw a still blushing Aya.
"You okay Aya? You're all red," Ken noted.
Shaking his head, he said "Nevermind that. I have to visit Aya-chan. I need you to watch Omi and Nagi for me."
"Okay," Ken said happily.
Aya blinked "Just like that?"
"Why not? It'll be fun! We'll play board games!"
"Uhh...you don't get the idea. Watch them without being seen. Do not speak. Do not talk. Be stealthy."
"Oh. Well, I'll do my best," he chirped.
I'm deeply worried about him watching them but it's better then nothing, thought Aya as he walked away.
IIIII Omi and Nagi...
The two boys were sitting on Omi's bed, playing cards innocently.
"Why is he just staring at us?" Nagi asked Omi, looking at Ken who sat in the doorway, "It's a bit frightening, really. I don't like being stared at."
"I...I think that Aya-kun went to go visit his sister so he had someone else look on us. I guess that Yohji-kun refused and Ken-kun agreed to it," explained Omi, "And you're right. It's a bit unnerving having him just staring at us."
"Should we talk to him?" Nagi asked.
"Guess so," Omi shrugged, "Ken-kun?"
"Yes?" Ken asked.
"Why are you staring at us?"
"Aya asked me to keep an eye on you. I wasn't supposed to be seen but honestly I don't think it makes much of a difference."
"Do you want to play cards with us-"
Omi was about to offer but Nagi hissed "I don't want him to! Can't it just be you and me? Please?"
The seventeen year old nodded. He wasn't exactly sure how he was going to get Ken out of his room. It wasn't often that he would ask one of his friends to leave him alone. Knowing that Aya had told him to keep watch over them would only make it harder because Ken had that to back him up so he'd be able to stay. There was no rebelling against what their leader says to do!
"Ken-kun, could you leave?" sweetly asked Omi.
Ken shook his head.
"Aww...why not? Pretty please?" He gave his best chibi look.
"I'm tempted now but I can't. Aya said to do this and I have to," Ken said with a nod, then he shivered, "I can't imagine what I'd have to go through if I don't do this anyway..."
"True," Omi agreed.
Nagi leaned in and snapped, "Omi! Get him out!"
"But how?" Omi asked, leaning in closer so Ken couldn't hear what he was saying.
"Hey! Aya said no close contact! To close!" Warned Ken.
The two were forced to tear apart.
"You leave me no choice. Leave, Ken, or I'll chuck things at your head," threatened Nagi in a deep, dangerous tone. His eyes were just as dangerous, "I'm serious. And I'll give you paper cuts with these cards. You'll never be able to hold another soccer ball again."
Ken paled.
"Dang Nagi-kun. Don't scare him that bad," warned his boyfriend, "If you threaten soccer he begins to get angry. Though in this case he doesn't want to imagine not being able to hold another soccer ball ever again."
"Well I want him out of here. Like I said, I don't like people staring at me, especially my enemies, gives me bad vibes."
"I don't like paper cuts..." randomly muttered Ken.
"Can't we just go to another room?" pleaded Nagi.
Omi shook his head "Where would we go? Ken-kun's room is dirty. Yohji-kun's room is...dirtier. And if Aya-kun finds out we were in his room he'd freak out!"
"Find out a way or I will paper cut him," Nagi used his telekinesis to float a card in the air to prove he was serious.
I know what might work... thought Omi. He said to Nagi, "Just go along with this Nagi. It might seem a bit strange but Ken-kun might go along with it."
Nagi nodded, wondering what this could be.
Omi pointed to the ceiling and shouted, "Nagi, look!" then looked at Ken, saying, "Ken-kun, run!"
Nagi looked up. Ken ran.
After the jock had made his way down the stairs (the two knew he did because they heard him fall from him running so fast) they sighed.
"He's...so...wow..." said Nagi in utter disbelief.
"I know. Now let's relax. And with him gone..." Omi scooted right next to Nagi and wrapped his arm around his waist "...Let's get close."
IIIII At the bottom of the stairs...
The jock had slipped and fell down a couple of stairs. Rubbing his throbbing head, Yohji came over to see what the heck he had ran from. All that was up there was Nagi and Omi. Did they kiss again and he ran in fright or something?
"What's wrong, KenKen? Weren't you supposed to be watching the chibi's?" asked Yohji, kneeling next to his friend.
"Yeah! But Omi distracted Nagi while I ran! Smart, huh?" Ken said happily.
Yohji raised an eyebrow "What were you running from?"
"Uhh...I dunno. Something. I think. Wait. What were we talking about? Something about running, right?"
Yohji smacked the palm of his hand to his forehead, "Tell me what it feels like to be so stupid, Ken. I'm really curious. Does it hurt?"
"Are you implying that I'm stupid!" he asked, insulted deeply.
"Duh, dumbbell!"
"That hurts!" Ken said smacking Yohji on his arm, "You're mean! I was just doing what Aya told me to do and Omi told me to run from something! I don't know why! Now I should go back there and stare at them. Stare at them evilly."
"You don't have to do what Aya says. He's just jealous of Nagi," Yohji said. Just thinking about what he said he covered his mouth. He thought, Hopefully Ken's stupid enough to forget what I just said...
Ken blinked curiously, "What did you just say?"
"I-I...well...you see...it's l-like...Aw hell. I have to tell somebody! Aya loves Omi that's why he's been so mean to Nagi and protective of Omi!" Yohji announced.
"Oh my God! Aya's gay!" was the first thing that Ken said. Then he said "Aya's gay for Omi! Oh my God! This is getting beyond what I can comprehend!"
"Which isn't much..." muttered Yohji.
"Shutup. We have to tell Omi!" Ken said.
"No we don't!"
"He has a right to know!"
"Well, maybe..."
"Maybe? He has the right to know that Aya's jealous of Nagi. And you know what that means. Nagi should watch his back. Aya will probably kill him painfully and slowly then throw him into a dumpster while laughing evilly at the dirty deed, and then go after Omi saying it was a mysterious murder, when he isn't looking."
"You're awfully creative. Anyway, maybe, I said. It's invading Aya's privacy. He just blabbed it to me..." Yohji said.
"Did he say not to tell anyone?"
"Loophole!" announced Yohji, standing up. "Alright. I'll tell him. But not Nagi. You distract Nagi while I tell Omi. It's going to be hard to rip those two chibi's apart."
Ken nodded, not sure if his head injury from falling down the stairs was making him feel like doing something evil like this or if he just wanted to get back at Aya for all the times he had been mean to him.
IIIII Upstairs...
"Omi, I need to yap at ya' for a minute, can you come downstairs with me?" asked Yohji as he came into the chibi's room. He looked at the two who were sitting like statues, arms around eachother, looking like they were about to kiss but decided not to since their intrusion.
Separating slowly, Omi nodded and followed him. Nagi was about to follow but Ken put an arm in front of him.
"Do you want a paper cut?" threatened Nagi again.
"No. Just that you can't go with them," Ken replied.
"Why not?"
"Cause Yohji said."
"Why do I have to listen to you or him?"
"Because you're in our house. While you're under our house you're under our rules!"
"Dammit, you all sound like Brad!" shouted Nagi, flopping back down onto the bed. He crossed his arms angrily. He looked back up at Ken who was just staring at him to annoy him some more, "What do you want?"
"Whatchya' doing?"
"I changed my mind. You're Schu. Stupid, annoying, and...stupid," crossly said Nagi.
"You think I'm stupid too?" He whined.
"I thought that everyone would."
"That stings you know..."
"Now what can't I hear Yohji tell Omi? Hm?"
"You just can't! You'll have bloodlust!" Ken warned, though, that comment didn't help the situation one bit.
Now Nagi was very interested, "Bloodlust about what?"
"N-Nothing..."
"Tell me," He practically growled.
Using quick thinking, Ken grabbed a pencil from the nearby desk. Nagi blinked and wondered if he were using it to protect himself or something. Instead he heard Ken ask, "You have telekinesis, right Nagi?"
"Uhhh...duh."
"Okay," Ken said happily. He threw the pencil up at the ceiling but it flopped back down. Sweatdropping, he mumbled, "One minute...this might take a while..." and he began repeatedly throwing the pencil at the ceiling.
"What the hell are you trying to do? Make a dent in the ceiling? And what does it have to do with my telekinesis?"
"Ah-Ha! Got it!" cheered Ken as he successfully got the pencil point up lodged into the ceiling.
"Yes. You've got the pencil in the ceiling. Good...job...?"
"Can you impress me with your telkinesis and tear it out of the ceiling, Nagi? Please?"
Nagi's eyebrow twitched, "The only place that pencil is going to go when it comes out is straight through your heart!"
IIIII Yohji and Omi...
Yohji could hear yelling, crashing, and pleas for mercy coming from upstairs but he decided to ignore them. Right now he was more worried about how to tell Omi one of his teammates that he's known for so long was in love with him. Even Yohji hadn't noticed that Aya liked Omi. Now he all of a sudden was going to show feelings! It was becoming a bit of a disturbance that Yohji didn't know. He liked to know these things.
Sitting at the kitchen table, Yohji set Omi's favorite chocolate ice cream in front of him so that might calm him down from being torn apart from his boyfriend. Omi dug in immediately.
"So, you're probably wondering why I brought you down here," Yohji began but all he heard was Omi slobbering down the ice cream, "Good God kid. Breath or something. You're making me nervous."
Wiping his face with his sleeve, he nodded, "Sorry Yohji-kun. And yes I am curious as to what you wanted to talk about. I hope it's serious. Me and Nagi were about to..." he saw Yohji raise a concerned eyebrow "...were about to play another card game...yeah...that's it...heh..."
"Now-" Yohji began once again but another loud crash was heard upstairs. He shouted "Calm down kids!"
"He's going to kill me!" Ken rushed downstairs, panting for breath. He ran into the kitchen and stood behind Yohji.
Nagi followed down the stairs, many cards and a pencil floating around his head. Omi said "Nagi-kun! No killing Ken-kun!"
The cards and the pencil immediately fell to the floor. He said "Now tell me, Yohji, what you're telling Omi. I'm curious."
"I can't tell you! It's an invasion of Aya's privacy!"
"Abyssinian's privacy? Hn. Now I must know. Brad will want this information to embarrass him the next time they meet."
"What have I done?" Yohji questioned himself as Ken quivered behind him, Nagi death glared at Ken, while Omi was oblivious to all of this and ate his chocolate ice cream in pure delight.
IIIII At Swartz...
Brad, being psychic, finally knew where Nagi went. Weiss's. He thought Nagi would have known that he would figure out where he was going with his powers but children never learn. He would have to go and pick him up. That wasn't a good place for him to be. Especially with Abyssinian pacing around there. If he didn't get there soon he might be sliced in half.
As he put on his coat, Schuldich came trudging from the kitchen. He asked, "Where you going Brad?"
"Don't you know where Nagi went," He more stated then questioned.
"Hmmm..." Schu was trying to decide whether if he would get in trouble for knowing Nagi went to go visit Omi or if Brad was feeling nice. He decided not to chance it. The German shook his head.
Farfarello was patching up his arm at the couch. He chimed in, "Yes we do. He went over to the Chibi Bombay's house."
"And you thought that was okay?" Crawford's ice cold voice cut through the air.
Farfarello shrugged, "I didn't care."
"Figures. Schuldich, you're coming with me. Farfarello, don't maim or kill anything until we get back, if you do it's the straight jacket for ten days straight," The leader ordered.
Schu whined, "Why do I have to go? I don't feel good!"
"I guess I should have told you that Nagi would put laxatives on your brownies," Crawford muttered. Schuldich's face scrunched up and turned red in pure anger, "Hey you decided to follow him on his date. Even though that was very extreme compared to the usual verbal assault he could have done, you deserved it."
"You are such an ass," Schuldich growled.
"Well this ass is your leader and you have to follow what this ass says, so get your coat on because we're leaving."
Farfarello asked "Is Nagi in trouble?"
"And you care because...?"
"Just curious is all."
"Sort of. Another day of grounding. He should have atleast asked me-"
"So you could say no," interrupted Schu.
"Shutup."
"Don't blame Nagi. It's teenage hormones. You should know what those felt like, Brad, unless you were born cold and uncaring," Farfarello said casually, "I'm sure Schuldich knows what those are like. He still acts like he's a raging teenager at the clubs."
"I am not!" snapped Schu "I control myself very well."
"By grabbing girls and making snide remarks about them. Very smooth," he smart alecked.
"Brad! He's taunting me again! Make him shutup!"
"Farfarello, you know the rules while we're gone, so be good," Brad ignored Schu completely. He didn't feel like dealing with the whining German today. Dealing with Nagi would surely take all of the energy out of him anyway.
IIIII Weiss's...
"Why don't we do this over a card game?" Yohji suggested, pulling a raged Nagi back down in his chair that was on his right before he hurt Ken. He turned to Omi on his left and asked, "That sound good? I'll tell you over a game of...umm...what were you guys playing? Sevens? Poker? Strip Poker?"
"...No," Omi droned. He perked up and he said "We played Goldfish!"
"Wow. So mature," commented Yohji as he stacked the cards. He passed some cards out, "So, Omi, what do you think of Aya?"
"Aya-kun? Hmm...he can be kinda' nice, I guess. Mostly I get the vibe he doesn't like me. Why?"
"Just wondered."
"I wanna' say it!" whined Ken.
"Shutup, dumbbell!" Yohji snapped.
"That's the second time you've called me that, you know, it's very demeaning to me. You shouldn't call your friends names."
"Whatever...dumbbell."
"What does he want to say?" curiously asked Omi.
"Nothing that he's allowed to say because he'll mess it up," snarled Yohji.
"You are so mean!" Ken shouted, very frustrated, crossing his arms like a pouting child. Which he was at the moment.
Omi asked Yohji, "Any eight's?"
"Nope. Go fish...are you sure you don't want to play something else?"
"Positive," he confirmed while taking a card from the pile. He looked at Nagi who was still brooding in his chair. A small, cold blue aura surrounded him making it unlikely he wanted to talk. But Omi, being naïve and unable to understand he didn't want to talk, ignored that, "Nagi-kun?"
"What?" He coldly asked.
"Umm...just wondered if you were okay."
"I want to go back home. All of this happiness, staring, and the stupid jock are going to my head."
"Awww, don't leave yet! Don't you want to know what Aya's secret is?" Omi asked. He was just trying to get him to stay longer, he didn't care how, he just wanted him to stay, "I know that you want to!"
"I do, so spit it out, Balinese!" ordered the youngest chibi.
"I don't want to just spurt it out. It would be wrong to do that to poor Aya's secret. I mean, we should respect his right to atleast let me tell you in peace."
"Like your respecting his right to keep a secret?" Nagi questioned.
"Do not question my reasoning!"
"I'm getting tired of just wondering," Omi sat his head on the table.
Ken frowned, "Awww, are you tired Omi?"
"Yes. Exhausted from trying to keep everything in order here. You guys are so rude to Nagi-kun! I do think you owe him an apology if anything!" he admitted. Though he wasn't sure why he was letting this out now it was better now rather then him apologizing without Nagi there, "You want an apology, right Nagi?"
"No. I want heads to roll."
"Nagi-kun!"
"Okay. Okay. Yes. I would like an apology. On your knees, slave, and apologize."
"Naaaagggiiii-kuuuunn!"
"...Can't I joke?" Nagi asked angrily.
"I never thought your cold, brooding, and aloof personality could joke," said Omi and an amazed voice.
"Oh. Thank you for the positive backup Omi," said Nagi in half sarcasm and half disbelief he thought that he was cold, brooding, and aloof. Then again he was those three things so he shouldn't be so surprised.
"Aya's in love with you Omi!" shouted Ken randomly.
Omi fell over in his chair. Yohji shook his head. Nagi sat there in pure shock, not sure whether to fall over and pass out, or laugh at the statement.
"You idiot! You blabbed it with no warning! You shocked Omi so bad he fell out of his chair!"
As Omi got back onto his chair, he asked, "Y-You're joking, ne? You can't possibly mean it. Aya. In love with me?"
"He said it himself. That's why he's been so mean to Nagi," explained Yohji.
Nagi said "That does make sense, I guess, but I know nothing about love. But I do know that he's not getting Omi now that I've got him. Mine."
"What am I? Property?"
"Yes. My property."
"Nagiiii-kuuunn!"
"I'm joking again. Geesh."
They all heard a car pulling up in the front and thought that it would be Aya since he could be back by now. It was fifteen minutes to six, so he could have came back early. After all he was visiting someone that can't talk back to him. Couldn't be that long of a visit. Anyway, they heard the door open, and Nagi knew those footsteps. He had heard them for the last...well, many years, so he knew that was not Aya.
"Atleast we got it out before Aya came back," sighed Yohji.
"That's not Aya," informed Nagi.
"Then who the heck is it?"
"Brad and Schu," he replied.
"Hello kiddies," Schu waved from across the room with a big grin on his face. Though that grin wanted to kill Nagi for the brownies.
IIIIII TBC (To be continued)
Finally got another whole thirty pages. Sorry again for any mistakes. Long day...again... --