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I noticed that ff.n erased some of my scene-breaking marks, so I'll try making up new ones that will be to their liking.

(this chappie contains a bit of NagixTot , but it's for a reason. For the sake of the whole picture, please tolerate this...)

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It was early in the morning. The German sun was already making his room shine too brightly. He hated when his room was all shiny. He liked the dark better. It was probably because he felt more related to the dark, rather than the light. He blinked a few times and took in whatever surrounded him. There was a small desk at the far end of the room, on the chair next to it laid his cloths. On another chair to his left, his bag sat.

He got up slowly to sit on the bed, only then noticing a bright orange mop slumped over a chair to his right, a few of the orange strands shone in the sun's light looking as if they caught fire. Schuldich.

The German raised his head slowly and blinked a few times at Nagi. It seemed Nagi wasn't the only one sleeping in that room. "Finally awake?" the redhead asked.

"I should say the same. Were you watching over me when I was sleeping?"

"Crawford's request." He answered casually.

Nagi sighed. It was better to keep sleeping, better to forget the fact that here, in reality, nobody cared for him and he cared for nobody.

Schuldich stretched and half smirked at him. He must have been reading his mind again. Nagi shrugged. He grabbed some cloths and dressed up, already walking to the door, leaving the redhead behind to his evil little smirks and mind-poking.

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"Crawford's waiting for us in the hall..." Farfarello said quietly, finally meeting the two other members of Schwarz. "The elders been talkin' to him al'mornin'..."

"I wonder what they want from him now..." Schuldich thought out loud.

They all walked together to the main hall of the SZ Mansion. Again, it was full of people and murmurs about this and that. You could spot the elders among all the people by the over-crowded sofa and the misty cigarette smoke towering up to the heavens from the crowd. That was one more reason Nagi hated being around the elders.

They looked around, trying to spot their leader among the mass. Schuldich was the first to spot him, and was the first to recognize the person standing right next to him, an inch away. His face burnt and his fist clenched. Nagi looked to where Schuldich was looking, and recognized the person as well. It was that puppet guy from few days ago, the one that irritated them on their first day there.

Schuldich squared his shoulders and went over there.

"Hello, Schuldich." The puppet guy smirked and was about to get closer to the Schwarz leader, but the redhead's punch was faster in meeting his face.

"I told you – Lay a finger on him and I kill you." Schuldich said, trying to control his temper. He was really losing it when people were trying to get their hands on his partner.

So that's what he meant? He wasn't protecting me, he was protecting Crawford!? Hmph... how could I think otherwise... why would he ever be protective over me? Nagi thought to himself as he recalled the redhead's threat from the day they got there.

Damn, Life really sucked for Nagi Naoe.

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Once they were at home again, back in Japan, Schuldich ran up the stairs, claiming he had to go to the bathroom or something, and Crawford held Nagi down in the kitchen to lecture him about the results. Nagi had the feeling these two were up to something. The Precog sat across from him and put a stack of papers, all stamped with SZ's mark.

"These papers are the test results. Read them if you want. In sum up, they say that you are mentally stable; your brain is still evolving in a way so the powers will grow stronger, but it's still not clear how they'd grow; and you have no physical damage." He looked up into the boy's bored eyes. It seemed that erasing that small part of the boy's memory had its effect on his behavior. It didn't matter, though. It was all for the best of the group, for Schwarz.

The boy across from him didn't move. He looked through the stack of papers with the interest of brick stone. "Fine." He said finally.

"The elders are very satisfied with your results and--"

"Good for them. I'm going to bed." The brunette pulled his skinny form up from the chair and walked out of the kitchen, followed closely by a pair of pale blue eyes.

"Where are you, kitten?" Schuldich asked in a low seductive voice. He smirked at the somewhat spacious room. He needed to find the little brat that took Nagi's attention. His green wolfish eyes roamed over the room. "Here kitty kitty kitty... " he called mockingly.

He had already looked through the computer-desk drawers, the closet, the nightstand, the CDs' box, and found nothing. He sighed. Where could this fucked up kid put it? Then an idea sparked in his mind. 'Of course', he said to himself with his nasal evil voice, 'where else would you put a picture of someone you love?' He sat on the boy's bed and reached under his pillow. 'Ahh yesss', his grin widened as his fingers tracked a smooth rectangular piece of paper, 'there you are...'

He pulled the picture and buried it inside his jacket's inner pocket.

"What are you doing?" A voice startled him, coming from behind. The owner of the room, the brunette boy, stood at the entrance to the room. When he saw the redhead wasn't answering, he simply walked in and put his stuff on the floor by the desk. He didn't notice the mess the redhead made on it.

"I wanted to talk to you." Schu replied at last.

"Why here? Why on my bed?" Nagi asked not even looking at the annoying man.

"It was nice and comfy so I sat on it. Besides, I thought you might feel like giving me head." He smirked.

Nagi glared.

"I wanted to ask you – How are you feeling now, after the examination in Germany? Are you feeling any... different?"

Nagi closed his eyes. "Yes." He looked back at Schuldich who now had a weird expression on his face, surprised and ... anxious.

"How are you feeling different? By what?"

"I hate you all even more. I hate everybody even more. I hate my life, the elders, Schwarz, everything. I feel more betrayed by you now than before."

Schuldich smirked and let himself lean back on the head of Nagi's bed. If that was all Nagi felt as a change in him, then they'd be just fine.

"What are you smiling at?" Nagi glared even harder.

Schuldich looked up and down Nagi's skinny body, and put on a seductive mischievous grin. "Nothin'. I was just thinking about how nice and sexy you would look like when you would give me a blowjob..." He stretched and moaned, closing his eyes in the imaginary pleasure. "Mmm, yeah... just like that..."

Nagi glared and grumbled, standing still.

"Come, Nagi."

And that was all that was needed to get Nagi to come over the redhead and do what the man ordered. After all, his life was trash anyway, he had no hope, didn't care about anything, so it didn't matter to him.

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Few months later ...

"I HAAAAAATE YOOOOUUUUU!!!"

The scream echoed in the cell and rumbled through the rest of the house with a tremor through the ground, created by a burst of telekinetic force. It was so loud that even to the pain-loving killer, it was more than enough. The boy panted and cried and screamed as loud as he could again.

"I hate you! I hate you!! You bastard! ..."

He crawled down the wall, crashing on the floor mentally and physically. It didn't have to happen. He could've stopped her from fighting. Dammit, he could've stopped the dagger in mid air before it pierced through her chest. He could've saved her and she would still be alive now.

"WHY??! WHY DID YOU KILL HER? You bastard!! I HATE YOU!"

He wanted to throw something at the berserker, punch him, stab him, anything... but nothing would be a good enough torture for the sick bastard. The damned man would enjoy those. So the boy just stood there and screamed at the top of his lungs.

"You're nothing but a psycho murderer... YOU MURDERED HER JUST LIKE YOU MURDERED YOU FAMILY!"

"I DIDN'T MURDER MY FAMILY!"

"YOU DID! BECAUSE THAT'S WHAT YOU ARE – A COLD BLOODED MURDERER!"

Farfarello pulled at his chains, trying to break free, but the chains were stronger, and Nagi's offenses had their effect at breaking him.

Nagi glared at him from the corner of the room. Even if he wasn't hurting Farfarello physically, he still managed to hurt him and defeat him mentally, and that – it seemed – hurt more. Good. "I hate you, Farfarello." He said one last time before he went out of the cell.

He was in there for hours, just screaming at the man. It was impossible for him to understand – why would his best friend in Schwarz kill the first person he ever really loved? Was it so wrong for him to just love someone? And why him – Why Farf ?

He went up the stairs to his room, feeling the firm gazes of Schuldich and Crawford trained upon. He couldn't care.

He flopped back on his bed, hoping it would swallow him and bury him deep down in the ground. His head hurt again; it had been hurting a lot since the examination in Germany. Damn... He wouldn't be able to go on any longer with his life... He just couldn't...

Tot...

He loved her so much. Ever since the first time he met her in personal, something caught his eye. There was something about her that pulled him closer, something he craved for – innocence. There was something about those big blue eyes, something about that rosy smile, something about that innocent face that made him want to keep her safe and protect her. There was a sense of freedom in her, something he loved and adored about her. He loved her...

However, he should have known that it wasn't meant to be – whenever he was with her, whenever he adored that innocent face – those sapphire eyes, cute smile, and the light blush on her cheeks – something inside him told him it was wrong. The whole thing was wrong. And it couldn't be the telepath effecting his emotions because then Nagi would sense it. Moreover, when he was this close to her, looking deeply at her, flashes attacked his vision, voices and images he couldn't figure into a one understandable picture.

He slammed his fist on the mattress.

Will this torture ever end?...

TBC

another short chappie. Please review me. I hope you liked this one.