Warnings for character death.
Sorry this took so long... Read the random drabble at the beginning of 976 - Lust for an explaination. Love you all muchly, thanks for being patient... unless of course you weren't patient... which I suppose is flattering... huh...
"...Your name is Omi?" Yohji asked, watching the angel in fascination.
Nodding a bit, Omi smiled. "Yes, my name is Omi. And the other is Ken. And you are...?"
"Yohji... my name is Yohji."
"Yohji is a nice name," the blue-eyed boy nodded his approval. "Do you know how I got here?"
"Ken saved you. Apparently you were stuck in a tree, and he helped you down, but I wasn't there at that time. After that, however, he called me and we drove you here. He treated your wounds, and you've been here for the last three days," Yohji explained.
"...That's a long time... But if he saved me... that means... I owe him," the angel closed his eyes thoughtfully.
"Owe him? Why would you owe him?" Yohji blinked.
"...He saved my life. By our laws," Omi said, looking at Yohji again, "if he saves me, I have to grant him three wishes."
"...A... wish?"
"Yes, yes, wishes. Until he gets his wishes, I cannot return home."
Yohji sighed heavily. "To heaven..."
"...Heaven? No, no. I'm certainly not an Angel," the boy laughed a bit.
"If you're not an Angel... then... what are you?" Yohji blinked, confusedly.
"I am a Terian, from Az'sterion, a planet many, many light-years away," Omi explained. "Our stars are very close to our planet, and one is very, very bright. They spin around and around, sometimes it's darker - we call it Yakte when it's dark - and sometimes it's lighter, Resne."
"You're... an alien!" Yohji stared, a bit startled. He certainly hadn't expected aliens to look so... human.
"…If that's what you would call me, then yes, I suppose I am."
They sat in Ken's now clean living room, Yohji with a cup of coffee, while Omi sat drinking hot chocolate. Ken had disappeared earlier to soccer practice, leaving the two to talk unhindered by his continued questions. Omi descended into an absent silence as Yohji watched him, his eyes seemed to become blank, turning slightly grey, before he snapped back into focus and stood.
"…I'll come back soon… There's something I need to do."
"Eh? What?" Yohji blinked in confusion.
"Something very important," Omi smiled, setting his cup aside. "I'll return by nightfall."
Yohji watched as the boy disappeared out the door, and then frowned slightly. Ken would not be happy that the 'angel' had run off.
"Omi!" Nagi's eyes lit up as he saw his partner running down the street.
Turning, hair swishing to one side, a bright smile took over the blue-eyed boy's face. "Nagi… Schu…"
"…Yo, kid, you're a real pain in the foot, you know that?"
"Love you, too, Schu," Omi laughed, rushing over to hug Nagi. "Ohh, but I love you more… I missed you!"
"Missed you, too," Nagi sighed, snuggling into the boy's neck.
Omi laughed softly, petting Nagi's hair, before sighing, his expression becoming serious. "How bad is it?"
"At first… they thought you were dead," Schuldig started, brushing his hair over his shoulders. "It was fine, then."
"…The problem was…. They found me," Nagi sighed softly, moving away from Omi. His troubled expression did nothing to calm the blonde's nerves.
"...They know I'm alive then..." Omi frowned a little.
"Yes. They're after you... and they're after us," Schuldig said, seriously. "We've been worried sick about you... we're not doing so great."
"We have to go home, Omi..." Nagi sighed. "We have to go home and end the war."
"I can't."
"What?" both Schuldig and Nagi looked up at Omi in shock.
Omi sighed a little, then smiled. "I would be dead but... I was saved."
"Saved by... wait, you mean - !" Schuldig's mouth set in a firm line.
"I have wishes to grant, and until I do... I can't go anywhere," Omi responded solemnly.
Nagi shut his eyes, then opened them again. "Omi... I'm sure the rules can be forgone for this particular insta - "
"Don't ever say that again," Omi snapped, eyes alight with blue fire. "That's the reason we're fighting, Nagi! To uphold the rules! What kind of example would I rightly set by foregoing what I've risked all of our lives to uphold?"
"...Omi... Con'tierre... please..." Nagi's expression became somewhat grim. "If they find you... what good will it be to have upheld the rules? No one would know. You would be dead... I would be dead... and the war... would be lost."
"He's right, ak'ha," Schuldig put in.
"Schu... You know why we're fighting. I refuse to give up, now. Besides, I owe this man my life. I will uphold the rules, no matter what."
Like a quiet storm, the blue-eyed boy started to make his way back down the road. Schuldig and Nagi stared after him a moment, before hurrying after him.
"Omi, Con'tierre, I can't leave you... And... when you grant him his wish... you'll be found, and slaughtered. You know what they'll do to you! They'll remove your wings, douse them in your blood, remove your head, and place it on the Makei pillar! The war will end, then, one way or another... but you won't live to see the outcome," Nagi trailed off for a moment, then continued. "Nor... will I."
"Rules, Nagi, are rules. I live, breath, eat and exist in order to uphold them. That is our position, Con'tierre."
As Schuldig opened his mouth to reply, Omi continued. "And where is Tot, Schu?"
"...I... I don't know. I think... she's in the Togeshtai temple..."
"...They'll find her soon. You should be looking after her."
"Omi... Tot... Tot can look after herself. Saka and Estehu have... well, they've shut the temple down... made it appear as if it's been destroyed..."
"Go home to her, Schu. If the two of you are together, there's less chance of them finding either of you, or killing you both."
"...Fine. But you damn well better be careful, you hear?" Schuldig sighed, grabbing Omi and Nagi by the back of their outfits.
"Look after yourselves, ak'ha e."
Omi smiled slightly, and Nagi tilted his head respectfully. "We will."
"Go safely," Omi said, turning down the road again.
"Try and get them off the track, if you can at all help it," Nagi added, softly. "Without endangering yourself or Tot. I'm marrying her, remember."
"I'll remember, Nagi." Ruffling the brown-eyed boy's hair, Schuldig spread his wings and took off into the sky.
Nagi and Omi looked at one another for a moment. "Now what?"
"…I have to return, Nagi," Omi sighed. "I don't know where to ask you to stay in the mean time…"
"Just… Try and hurry those wishes, Omi, please," Nagi turned away. "Without letting them track you… they'll follow your magic scent until they decimate you."
"Don't worry, Con'tierre… I'll look after myself. You look after yourself as well, ok? I'll keep in touch."
"…Promise me you will, Omi. They need us… they need you. You are their inspiration," Nagi bowed his head, then headed down the road.
Omi smiled a little as he watched Nagi return down the road; seeing him was a treat after how long they'd been separated. He waited until he could no longer see Nagi before walking back towards Ken's house, and letting himself in. Yohji, it seemed, had left in the time since he took his leave of the house, and so he searched for a means of amusement until Ken returned.
…Of course, with little people in boxes to stare at, amusement was quickly found.
Yellow eyes shone like a cat in the night as he stalked his prey. He had finally located one of them, and the Astus would soon lose everything he'd dreamt of. Stealthily creeping up behind him, the ground was sprayed with gems of blood red, and hair of silken fire.
Elsewhere, a cry of agony rose into the night, as Schuldig, and his Con'tierre, met their death.