Disclaimer: Don't own Weiss, never will.
Blue on Blue
Chapter 6
Nagi woke up, gasping for air, crying, his body covered in sweat. He frantically looked around the dark room, expecting to be surrounded by Bougu, ready to kill him. Instead, he found an empty hospital room.
He noticed he wasn't hooked up to any machines, so he slowly eased his way out of bed, cringing the entire time as his ribs and back protested loudly. He opened the door and looked out into the hallway, finding no one to assist him. He began to walk down the hallway, supporting himself on the wall. He had tried to use his powers to steady himself, but he felt very weak so he decided to keep it in reserve in case of emergency. Suddenly he heard a voice behind him and stopped.
"Naoe? What the hell are you doing out of bed?"
Rex. He leaned against the wall and looked back to see the angry woman heading his way. "Omi….where's Omi?"
She gave him a gentle smile, "You two deserve each other. He's back in bed which is where you belong. Now come on." She reached out and helped him back to his room and into bed. She pulled the covers up and offered him some water and painkillers. "He already tried to come see you hours ago." She saw the question in the slate blue eyes. "He'll be fine. No permanent damage. Doctor said it will take him awhile before he can speak though."
Rex saw the relief in the young man's face. The same relief she saw in Omi's when she told him Nagi would be ok. She didn't know how far their relationship had gone, but if she were told they were lovers, she wouldn't be surprised.
She left Nagi to rest and went to find the doctor. She knew how to keep these two from being stupid again.
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When Nagi opened his eyes again, it was morning. He rolled onto his side, looking to avoid the sunshine and his body screamed at him. As he rolled over, he was startled to see another bed a few feet away with a very familiar mop of sandy blonde hair peeking out from under the covers.
Nagi thought it would be easier to move Omi's bed closer, than it would be to get out of bed himself so he carefully guided the bed to within reach. His hand hesitantly reached out and stroked the soft hair.
"Omi…"
The sleeping young man moaned and rolled over, a dreamy smile on his face. Nagi panicked at first, thinking he'd disturbed Omi, but he relaxed when his eyes didn't open and he continued to sleep peacefully. Nagi reached out and placed his hand over Omi's, lying there and studying the sleeping man.
"I'm so sorry Omi. I tried to protect you. I tried so hard to be what you wanted me to be." He wiped a stray tear from his cheek and cursed. "Damn you. How do you do this to me? Even when Oracle beat me to within an inch of my life, or forced me into his bed, I never cried. But you….when I think of how you're hurt because of me, how I let you down not only as your protector, but as your friend…" Nagi let go of the sleeping figure's hand and rolled back over onto his back, eyes closed, cheeks damp. "You are the first person in my whole wretched life that I've truly cared for."
Nagi lay there in silence for a few moments, trying to sort through his emotions. It felt good saying these things to Omi, even if he couldn't hear them.
"You once said to me that I was your other half. I thought you were crazy at the time. You barely knew me! But….I understand now. When we're apart, I feel your absence. I want to talk with you, enjoy a good meal with you, and go to the cyber stores with you. I guess what I'm trying to say is…." Nagi took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. "I want to be with you too, Omi." Suddenly Nagi chuckled and he had no idea why. He felt stupid and silly and…happy. "I can't believe I just said that. Thank god you're not awake to hear me because you'd probably think me insane."
Nagi sighed and rolled onto his side to look at Omi again. The peaceful sleeping face made him smile and he closed his eyes again to sleep. He blindly reached out and found Omi's hand, holding it gently within his own. I will always be with you Omi.
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Omi felt the gentle caress of a hand in his hair and he moaned and rolled over for more. He knew better than to let the owner of the attentive hand know he was awake, so he kept his eyes closed as if asleep. But he couldn't keep the smile off his face.
He was upset when the caresses stopped, but a warm hand held his and he was content again. Just as he was about to fall asleep, Omi heard a soft voice break the quiet. He listened as Nagi poured out his heart to the man he thought sleeping next to him. Omi fought with all his might to remain calm and maintain his act of being asleep, when all he really wanted to do was reach out and pull Nagi into his arms and hold him tight and kiss him and tell him how much he loved him.
When Nagi finally stopped talking and placed his hand over Omi's again, he risked opening his eyes. His heart melted at the sight of the beautiful man sleeping so close, a small smile on his face. I love you Nagi. I will never leave you.
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Something was tickling Nagi's nose. He opened his eyes to find Omi's head nestled next to his. He was lying with his lower body on his own bed and his upper body was draped across Nagi's bed. Nagi lightly stroked the sandy blonde hair, and the sleeping man stirred. Sleepy blue eyes found Nagi and an equally sleepy smile followed. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to wake you." Nagi didn't know why he was whispering. It was just the two of them.
Omi just smiled and shook his head 'no'.
Nagi frowned. "That's right. Rex said you couldn't speak right now." He reached out and ran shaky fingers over the bandages around Omi's neck. "I thought…..there was so much blood." Nagi choked out the last words as he hung his head. Soft warm hands cupped his face and guided his gaze up. He searched the deep blue eyes, searching for words to articulate what he was feeling. But he didn't know what he was feeling. "Omi…I…don't understand…."
Omi placed a finger on Nagi's lips, his eyes following the gesture. He slowly leaned in, and as his finger slipped away it was replaced by his lips. It was a light, hesitant kiss. Omi pulled back just enough to look into Nagi's eyes, hoping he wouldn't be faced with anger or revulsion.
Nagi's heart was pounding and his body felt like it was burning up. Why is he looking at me like that? His hands were soft and warm, and as Omi moved in closer, Nagi could only watch in fascination. And when their lips met, Nagi closed his eyes and let the tiny shockwaves course through his body. When he opened his eyes again, he found Omi looking at him expectantly, the fear evident in his eyes.
Nagi reached out and let his fingers run through the sandy blonde hair before letting his hand come to rest on the back of his neck. "Omi….I don't…..I don't care what other people think…….I'll……I'll be you're date whenever you want."
Omi's worried face transformed as his blue eyes became pools overflowing with tears and he smiled at Nagi. As he wiped the tears from Omi's cheeks, he felt his own cheeks become wet and he ran his hand quickly across his face as he sat back. "Damn you Omi. How is it you make me cry? I haven't cried since I was a child."
The silent man gave him a knowing smile and reached out placing a hand over Nagi's heart. As he looked down at the warm hand on his chest, fingers quickly shot up and flicked the tip of his nose. He looked up, startled, and found a silently giggling Omi. Nagi chuckled, knowing he'd been had, but got the message anyway.
"Come here."
Nagi used his powers to move Omi completely into his bed and he wrapped his arms around him. Omi nestled into Nagi, his head resting on his shoulder, one arm draped over his chest.
"So how long am I going to be blessed with this silence?" Omi pinched him hard. "Ow!" Omi held up two fingers. "Two weeks?" He felt Omi shake his head. "Two months!" Thumbs up.
Nagi squeezed tighter, the guilt building within him again. "Gods Omi I am so sorry." He felt a warm hand caress his face. "I don't care what you say. This is all my fault." He kissed Omi's forehead and they lay there together, both resolute in their guilt for the other's condition.
To be continued…..