As the icy rain pierced Ken's wounds, he thought about how he got into Weiss. 'I don't want to be here! I don't want to do this!' He thought, 'Why? I was a J-League soccer player. My dream! How could I be so far away from that?'
Shots rang out sending bullets flying just past Ken's arm and bringing him back on his gruesome reality at hand. He, Omi and Yohji were surrounded by Takatori's Self Defense group. Weiss's deaths seemed certain without Aya. 'Where is Aya? Why did he abandon us in our time of need?'
"I have no intention of dying here!"
"Ken! We're outnumbered and totally surrounded. And without Aya here, we don't stand a chance."
"Well, I'm going to fight until the last whistle blows, Yohji!"
"I think we should split up and meet each other back at the flower shop."
"Omi! We have to back each other up."
"It's too dangerous, Ken. We have to split up."
"But . . ."
"Ken-kun."
Ken huffed. He couldn't understand why but anytime Omi called him "Ken-kun" he always conceded.
Yohji smiled widely, "Yeah, Ken-kun, listen to Omi."
Ken scowled.
"So, it's decided." Omi quickly stepped in. "We'll split off and meet back at the shop."
"Yeah, I have a date later tonight anyway. I need to get back and freshen up."
Ken rolled his eyes at Yohji. Omi looked at Ken for a response. Ken sighed. "Yeah. Okay."
Omi smiled.
Shots rang out again closer to them.
"Go!" Omi screamed.
Ken, Omi and Yohji all ran in different directions as bombs exploded where they once were.
Ken thought, 'Omi was right again. We needed to get out of there.' He smiled and ran even harder dodging bullets left and right. He couldn't believe he was getting so lucky racing out of there but did that mean Omi and Yohji are in trouble? 'Nah! Those SD guys are bad shots. When I get back to the flower shop, Yohji will probably be sitting there having a smoke while Omi will be on the computer planning our next move.' Ken smiled again. Suddenly fear struck him. He had to know Omi was alright. As Ken turned back to look in Omi's direction, gunshots rang out even louder. In the distance, Ken saw Omi collapse.
"Omi!" Ken screamed.
"Ken! What's wrong?" Omi exclaimed as he came crashing through Ken's bedroom door.
Ken sat straight up in his bed drenched in sweat. "Nothing," he replied.
"Nothing?" Omi questioned him. "That scream didn't sound like nothing to me."
"It must have been a bad dream. I don't remember." Ken lied. He remembered all too well. 'But why did I dream about that? Weiss fought the SD months ago. Yeah, Omi got shot but he's fine now.' Ken realized Omi was staring at him. "What? I said I'm fine."
Omi sat on the edge of Ken's bed. "If you ever want to talk about anything, you know I'm here for you. So don't worry. Okay, Ken-kun?"
Ken's heart raced. He couldn't tell if it had just warmed up in his room or if he was still hot from his nightmare. All he knew was Omi was on his bed in the middle of the night offering him comfort. "Omi?"
Omi smiled widely, "yes."
"I . . . uh . . . well . . . um . . . I just . . . " Ken felt like his heart was going to burst out of his chest. 'Why am I like this?' Ken wondered. 'Omi's my closest friend. I can tell him anything.' Ken took a deep breath. "Omi, I . . . I just want to say . . ."
Omi leaned in close to Ken, "Yes, Ken-kun?"
Ken smiled. "I . . . "
"Hey! What's going on?" Yohji blazed into Ken's room. "Ken, you're all flushed. You know, if you two are going to have a midnight rendezvous, you should really close the door."
Ken froze horrified.
"Yohji!" Omi yelled. "You're one to talk. You don't even lock your door."
"Ah yes, but at least I shut it."
Ken listened to Omi and Yohji's exchange in amazement.
Omi stood up and walked over to the door. Yohji was still standing in the doorway smirking. "Come on, Yohji, let's leave Ken alone." Omi said as he pushed Yohji out the door. Omi turned to close the door and said, "I'm right next door if you need me."
"Thanks, Omi." Ken smiled.
"Goodnight, Ken-kun." Omi smiled as the door removed Ken's sight of him.
Ken closed his eyes softly and whispered, "Goodnight, Omi-kun."