Disclaimer: Don't own Weiss, never will. I'm doomed to just play with them.

Blue on Blue

Chapter 5

Present day – back to where the story originally started!

A smile pulled at the corners of his mouth as he recalled the day that Omi had called him his other half and given him the lotus. It had shocked him. Literally. He'd felt an electric shock in his chest at the man's words. Ever since that day, he and Omi had been friends. They were rarely apart now that he was Omi's bodyguard.

The elder Takatori, Omi's grandfather, didn't approve of Nagi's presence though. He'd heard them arguing one night as he waited outside in the courtyard being guarded by Takatori's own bodyguards. The bodyguards were never allowed to attend meetings between Omi and his grandfather. No one was except for the two Takatoris. He wasn't sure what Omi said to convince his grandfather to back off but whatever was said, Nagi never heard his name mentioned again by the old man.

Tonight was a very important political gala given by the Mayor that would be host to such important and powerful people such as the Takatoris, visiting dignitaries, high-ranking politicians and even some celebrities. Omi's car was quickly approaching and Nagi imagined brilliant blue eyes searching everywhere, trying to locate Nagi before he could magically materialize at his side. He loved doing that to Omi. And Omi liked doing it right back to him. It was the assassin in them. They liked to play tricks on each other and they liked to try and scare each other. Rex wasn't too fond of the games, but her reactions only served to increase their enjoyment.

He had decided that tonight, he would jump down from the roof and hide behind a nearby tree, darting out and up onto the roof of the car just as it came to a stop. He gave himself one more brushing, making sure not a single spec showed on the black tuxedo. Omi had insisted he wear it.

Flashback

"Why do you insist that I wear a tuxedo? Bodyguards do not wear tuxedos."

"How many times do I have to tell you? You are not my bodyguard Nagi. You are my overprotective friend who insists he's my bodyguard."

"Omi, you pay me."

"So. I value your friendship."

Nagi laughed as he sat in the oversized chair of Omi's office. "You realize that places me just one notch above prostitute."

"Excuse me?"

"You make it sound like you're paying me to be your friend. That's just one step above paying me for sex."

"Nagi! How can you say such a thing?"

"You're the one who inferred you pay me to be your friend."

"Nagi…."

Nagi heard the younger Takatori's voice rise in pitch and he realized Omi was starting to take his playing seriously. Gods he could be so sensitive.

"I'm sorry Omi. Of course we're friends for reasons other than monetary. But in this situation, I am going as your bodyguard, not as your friend."

"So go as my friend instead." Omi turned his chair around and looked out over the light dappled city, mumbling. "Nobody thinks you're my bodyguard anyway."

"What was that?"

"Huh? Oh, nothing."

"Omi."

Omi winced when he heard Nagi's demanding tone. It was no use. He'd have to tell the man the truth. "I said….nobody thinks you're my bodyguard."

"What does that mean?" Omi turned back around to face Nagi and his flushed face must have said everything because Nagi's face was now as red as an apple. "So everybody thinks….are you telling me that people think I'm….I'm your date!"

Nagi was now on his feet, hard slate blue eyes aimed at Omi. I knew he'd be angry. I guess he has a right to be. But still. "Is that so horrible Nagi?"

Nagi was speechless. He opened and closed his mouth a few times but nothing came out. Is it horrible? Should I care what other people think? It doesn't upset Omi. But what does that mean? Nagi stared at his friend and tried to find the words, any words to say, but there were too many emotions running through him. So he walked out of the office, never looking back.

End Flashback

That was the last Nagi saw of Omi for the rest of the day and now, he was less than two minutes away from seeing him again. What am I going to say? Should I just do nothing, act normal, and wait for him to bring it up?

Nagi took a deep breath and followed the headlights as they approached. He made ready to leap down to conceal himself behind the tree as he saw Omi's car rounding the bend and heading for the front of the building, but he felt a wave of cold wash over him. His eyes went wide and he spun around to see three smiling faces.

"Well, well. Long time no see."

He could only glare at the trio. He could already tell from the coldness in his body that the Suppressor had once again blocked his access to his powers. His escape route, the ladder down to the street was on the other side of the roof. He'd never make it. And he was too high up to survive a jump down to street level.

"He doesn't seem happy to see us gentlemen. I wonder why."

"He knows he's dead."

"Is that why you're here? Some petty revenge thing for that worthless woman?"

All Nagi saw was a streak of silver before he felt the dagger imbed itself in his thigh.

"Ungh!"

He went down to one knee, gripping the hilt of the blade. He closed his eyes and counted to three before yanking the blade from his flesh. He cried out in pain, but stood back up, hatred driving his body.

"Way to go Kanaye. Give him a weapon."

"He can't use it. He's got no powers."

Nagi had been contemplating how to use the dagger to his advantage when he heard the thump of a car door closing below. He took a step back, his eyes fixed on the purple-haired knife thrower.

"I don't need this to beat you."

He held the dagger out over the roof and threw it to the ground, hoping he aimed well enough that the falling weapon would cause an alarm and Omi would leave and be safe.

"Did our last encounter teach you nothing whelp? You are helpless without your powers. What makes you think you can even touch us?"

"What makes you think I would even want to touch you?"

"Kanaye."

Another flash of silver, but this time Nagi was expecting it and he dove to the side, tumbling on the ground and coming up in a crouch. As soon as he looked for his opponents, he realized that only the Suppressor and the leader remained. Kanaye had disappeared.

"Oh shit."

"Indeed."

A slash across his upper arm, then the man appeared before him, a cold, evil smile aimed at him. Nagi tried to pull at his energy, any of it, to help him. He felt a little tug and used it to erect a weak barrier around himself, just in time to deflect the next blow that was aimed at his chest. Nagi leapt backwards, trying to think his way out of the situation.

"Hey Zinan! Wake up! He put a barrier up against my attack!"

'What! That's not possible!"

Nagi sprinted for the far corner of the roof, hoping to leap to the next rooftop, but his retreat was cut off by the Suppressor. As he tried to come to a skidding halt to keep from running into the man, he was tackled from behind by Kanaye. Nagi felt the asphalt of the rooftop scrape his flesh away as he landed, bouncing once from the speed of impact. Before he could try to pull the weak barrier to himself again, a paralyzing pain shot up and down his spine as a fist was sent into his back. He couldn't breathe; he was seeing stars and the whole front of his body burned from being scraped against asphalt.

"Still think you can beat me whelp?" The sadistic purple-haired assassin sent a foot into the prone man's ribs, sending him rolling away a few feet. "C'mon! Get up!" Another boot to the ribs, lifting him up off the ground several inches.

Nagi coughed up a little bit of blood as he tried to focus his pain riddled mind and body. If he could just put up a barrier. Even a weak one, he might be able to survive.

Suddenly, the door to the roof slammed open revealing Omi, Rex and a Weiss agent. "Nagi! Nagi! Where are you!" Omi quickly scanned the rooftop and sent an array of darts flying at Raidon as he raced forward. "Rex, find Nagi!"

Raidon dodged the darts and recovered from his shock, standing defiantly to face the head of the Takatori empire. "I am honored." He bowed in respect. "I had no idea this scum was one of yours Takatori."

"Where is he!"

"Dead, hopefully."

A gargled scream from behind caught Omi's attention and he turned to see his agent beheaded. When Omi turned back to face Raidon, he was gone.

"What the---?"

"Peek-a-boo." Omi was quickly grabbed from behind, a knife to his throat. "That was very careless of you Takatori." They made their way over to the standoff in the far corner. "Stand down. I have Takatori and I will not hesitate to kill him."

Rex quickly dropped her weapon. The Suppressor put a gun to Rex's temple and Kanaye made his way back over to his original victim. Omi's eyes settled on the crumbled body in the black trench coat and his heart stopped.

"Nagi! Nagi!"

"I apologize for all this mess Takatori. We had no intentions of harming you or your agents. He was our only concern. Now, as long as nobody does anything foolish, we'll finish our job and leave you in peace."

"No!" Omi struggled until he felt the blade slice his neck. "If you kill him, not even the hand of god will stay my revenge. I swear it."

"If that's how you feel then I have no choice but to kill you too."

"Persia, no!"

"Nagi!"

The last thing Omi saw was Kanaye, kneeling over Nagi's body, both hands raised over his head, blade ready to be plunged into Nagi.

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Nagi heard Omi yelling and he was aware that Raidon was now holding him hostage. But when the leader said he wasn't going to kill Omi, for some strange reason, Nagi believed him. Then he heard Omi's vehement oath of revenge and he knew Omi was a dead man if he didn't do something. But what could he do? His powers were still being blocked.

Kanaye roughly turned him over so he was lying on his back, facing his murderer. Omi, I'm sorry. I wanted to protect you. I tried. I tried to let you in. I wanted to be your friend so much. You made me happy. For the first time in my life, I was happy. Omi…

Nagi heard Omi scream then Rex screamed and a muffled thump came to his ears. No. No….Omi….he killed….Omi…OMI!

Something within Nagi's mind snapped. His eyes flew open and everything around him became immobile as a tremendous force surged from the young man. Kanaye's green eyes went wide as he tried to fight the hold on his blade. But the pull was too strong and he plunged his own knife into his heart. Blood poured from the wound and began to drench Nagi.

The traumatized telekinetic raised his body from the ground and turned to find Omi on the ground, blood streaming from his neck. Nagi raised his hands, one aimed at each of the two remaining agents.

"Die!"

He closed his fists and the two men screamed as their bodies crumpled into themselves. Nagi floated over to Omi and came down gently on his knees to cradle the man in his arms.

"Rex, call an ambulance."

The force died down immediately and Rex was dialing within seconds. By the time she hung up the phone, Nagi had collapsed with Omi still in his arms.

To be continued…..