Title: The Library

Fandom: Weiss Kreuz

Genre: Romance/General

Rating: PG-13

Pairing: Omi/Nagi

Disclaimer: No, I do not own Weiss Kruez.

Status: chapter(s) 8/10

Summary: In which, Omi got sick and Nagi came to visit... A kiss was shared and more feelings were revealed. Weiss started to trust Nagi while Aya remained stoic.

Omi sat up in bed with the intention of getting dressed for school, only to groan in agony as he lay back down on the bed. He felt as if someone had dropped tons of bricks on his head, causing his vision to swirl and head to pound. Cursing under his breath for having a fever at this point in time, he wondered if Nagi would be fine on his own. After all, the latter wasn't used to communicating with others. It was usually Omi who helped Nagi in fending off all the gossips and girls pestering them about their 'so-called relationship'. He was right in assuming that their 'kiss' would be all over the school in no time, for before the day had ended, they had already in front of them troops of girls demanding for an explanation.

Despite his embarrassment, Nagi had remained calm and collected, ignoring everyone's queries and continuing their discussion normally. /Well... I guess it comes with experience... After all, Nagi has to deal with Schudich's ability to pry into his thoughts almost everyday.../ Omi reminded himself, as he fell asleep again.

In the meantime, Nagi was well aware of Omi being sick and was unable to meet him in school. Schudich had taken the liberty to inform him earlier on, when the latter had tried to pry into Omi's mind only to get stuck with a killer headache.

Letting out a sigh, Nagi strolled into the school compound slowly, trying to take his time in doing so. The idea of dealing with his classmates, who were desperate for tales of his developing relationship with Omi, wasn't exactly appealing to him at the moment. The possibility of him making use of his telekinetic powers in public was probably higher than usual, as Omi wasn't around to stop him and remind him that they were in public with innocent bystanders around.

/Since when have I gotten so used to his presence/ Nagi couldn't help but wonder. He managed to answer himself mentally with/Well... it must have been pretty recent, since you never had any problems of this sort in the past.../

Keeping his face void of all emotions, he tried to resist the urge to yell in frustration. /Great, now I'm going insane... Fancy arguing with myself mentally.../ he thought angrily.

/Well...maybe you are.../ his inner-voice responded calmly.

Trying to ignore the voice pointedly, he settled for glaring at the ground angrily instead.

Just then, some girls trying to approach him ended up running away when they caught sight of his murderous glare. As he saw this, he heaved a sigh of relief, and he took a while to ease his uneven breathing before stepping into the class. Dropping himself in his usual seat, with the absence of Omi's company, he focused all his attention on the lecture. Ignoring all deliberate whispering behind his back, he exited the class immediately upon dismissal.

Since Omi was not around for the day, he couldn't do any of the homework set by the lecturer, as most of them required group work. He debated the idea of stopping over at the Weiss to check up on Omi, since he had some time to spare before being required to report back home. However, before his mind could register his own actions, he found himself already standing outside the back door of the 'Koneko Flower Shop'.

Just when he was about to turn to leave the place, the door opened to reveal 'Aya'. Aya Fujimiya was the last person he wanted to meet while in the lair of the 'Weiss', but he knew the latter wouldn't let him leave without a bit of suspicion. He eyed the elder assassin cautiously, and greeted, "Good evening, I'm here to give Omi his assignments for the day." He spoke before thinking.

It took him a sheer moment to register what he had just revealed to the other assassin and resisted the urge to slam his head to the wall in annoyance. However, despite his mental struggles, his face remained free of any signs of distress. The redhead stared at him for a while, trying to sense if he was lying before turning his back, heading back to the task at hand. Nagi took that as a sign of invitation, and cautiously and warily, stepped into the room quietly before closing the door after him.

/Well... too late for regrets.../ Nagi thought as he headed up the stairs leading towards the living quarters of the Weiss members. It didn't take him much time to locate Omi's room, as he had, after all, spent a week under the very same roof, not too long ago. The doorknob turned easily at his touch of the handle. He didn't bother to knock on the door, knowing that Omi never locked the door except during his week's stay at the Weiss.

He barely had time to think of anything to say when Omi looked up at him in surprise.

"Aa... I didn't know you're coming over..." Omi commented, hints of surprise detected in his voice.

"Well... I didn't expect it myself... I was just walking around aimlessly, then before I realized it, I was by the back door," Nagi mumbled softly but audibly.

"Aa... then why did you decide to come in?" Omi asked curiously.

"Huh? Well... I was about to go, but your leader had already spotted me... so..." Nagi trailed off, hints of pink seen on his pale face.

"Oh... so you decided to come up only because you were caught?" Omi asked, a disappointed look reflected in his eyes.

Nagi, realizing his mistake, hurried to explain. "No, it's not that... Well... it's not what you're thinking. I was thinking of stopping by, but my legs have already brought me here before I could come up with any reason to be visiting you... so... I was thinking of leaving and coming over another time."

"Aa... I see," Omi replied, his eyes looking anywhere but at Nagi.

For a while, neither spoke, Nagi berating himself for neglecting Omi's feelings. Despite his explanation, he had a feeling that Omi had misunderstood his words. Then again, he had not really been someone who was good at conversing with other people. Letting out a sigh, which was rare for someone who did not usually show his emotions, he walked over to Omi and spun the latter around, such that they were facing one another.

Not knowing what to do, he did the first thing that came to his mind. Leaning forward slowly, he placed a gentle but firm kiss on Omi's lips. The action caught the latter by surprise, shocking himself in the process. He had no idea how long they remained lip-locked, but it must have been for quite some time. The two of them were blushing like tomatoes when they finally broke apart for air. Their lips had been bruised and swollen from the long passionate kiss they had shared.

Combing his fingers through his hair awkwardly, Nagi tried to come up with something to explain his actions. Yet, before he was able to do so, Omi had interrupted his train of thoughts.

"Does that count as our second kiss?"

"Huh?" Nagi blinked, not expecting this reaction from the other boy. He had been expecting the latter to yell at him for an explanation -– he had not expected him to ask if that counted as their second kiss. /Wait a minute, second kiss/ Nagi was bewildered, as he mentally tried to recall when they had kissed one another. He finally recalled the event when the memory of their lips brushing one another briefly in the school cafeteria entered his mind.

"Aa... I guess so," Nagi responded, still numb from the memory.

"Are we going to make those rumors about us come true?" Omi asked, confusion evident in his blue eyes.

"I... don't know. Or rather... do you want us to?" Nagi finally asked in return, having registered the whole situation at hand.

"I don't know... do you?" Omi answered, looking at Nagi intently.

There was a moment of silence as the two boys contemplated on the situation, before they looked back up at one another. Desire clearly reflected in their eyes, and they said in unison, "Well, it seems that the rest of them will throw a fit when they find out."

"Yeah... but that comes later, isn't it?" Omi declared.

The two boys shared a smile as they leaned in for another kiss, not bothering to check if the door was locked.

Meanwhile, Ken gulped nervously outside the door, having just witnessed something he shouldn't have seen. He had opened the door to Omi's room with the intention of checking the younger boy's temperature when he had walked in on the sight of the two boys kissing one another with a passion. Immediately, he retreated back outside the door and down the stairs towards the kitchen, leaving the two youngsters to their privacy. Inside, he knew that the others would eventually find out of their little affair -- but Ken Hidaka was happy to leave it for the moment, until the inevitable moment came for the need of confrontation.

To be continued

Date started: 25/08/05

Date completed: 25/08/05