A/N: okay, I know I said that I'd write a KenxOmi fic next, and I am actually working on one, but I'm hand writing the whole thing first because it's all out of order and I have parts written for the middle and the beginning but not stuff in between so it'll take a while to get out, maybe even months, however, I'm gonna work on this for now instead, because I love NagixOmi. So, wish me luck, and review please! I live for reviews!

Warnings: shonen ai, (duh) maybe eventually a little violence, possibility of lime but I doubt lemons will happen. Cursing a bit. OC's but not much focus on them, they're only background characters. Um, I think that's it. Oh it's a bit AU too.

Disclaimer: I don't own Weiss Kreuz or any thing affiliated to it, this disclaimer applies to all of the following chapters as well.

Falling into paradise

Prologue

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Omi raced quickly down the dark alley, the only light to see by came form a single streetlight a ways off. The stars and moon were covered by thick storm clouds and in the place where the full moon should have been an eerie glow was instead. In his rush, Omi tripped over what must've been a crack in the concrete, or so he thought. But he soon realized that he might have been wrong, for as he stood he noticed a set of feet not far in front of him. His eyes continued their upward trail until they met a face, with eyes just a few shades darker then his own. But that was impossible… how could the other boy have gotten ahead of him so quickly? He had been a full block ahead of him when he'd last checked. The dark eyed boy in front of him smirked and took a step forward. Omi's eyes widened and he backed away, the action only caused the sable haired boy to smirk more.

"You're pathetic Weiss. You act like a frightened child rather then an assassin." the boy said as he took another step forward. Omi ignored his comment and got to his feet as quickly and smoothly as he could. The smirk that had faded as he spoke returned and the boy took another step forward. As expected, Omi took a step backward. 'Far to predictable.' Naoe Nagi thought to himself as he moved forward again, and yet again, Omi backed away. They continued their simple dance for several more steps until Nagi finally got sick of it and with a wave of his hand, sent Omi flying into the wall, pinning him there. Omi quickly opened his eyes, which had closed involuntarily upon impact with the wall, and glared at the boy he knew only as Schwarz.

"What the hell do you want with me Schwarz!" He demanded of the boy, who only smirked in return. Omi's glare hardened at this. "If you're going to kill me, then do so, but do not toy with me Schwarz. I don't have time for your games." he growled.

Nagi shook his head and walked across the alley to where he had the other pined with his power. "That's where you are wrong Weiss, you have as much time as I want you to have. You can't leave and you can do nothing to stop me." He said, poking the blond in the chest with his index finger.

"Maybe I can't, but you're running out of time. The others will come looking for me, and you can't stop all of them." Omi replied coldly.

"If I were you Weiss, I'd be hopping that for their sakes, they don't come looking for you, 'cause you're wrong, I could easily kill all of you with a mere thought. If we wanted you dead, you would be, we just like playing with you." Nagi said, whispering the last bit into the immobile Bombay's ear.

"Bastards." Omi bit out harshly. Nagi merely chuckled, replying,

"You have no idea how right you are. He then bit down on Omi's ear, hard enough to make it bleed, eliciting a gasp from the blond. Nagi released the ear and slowly kissed his way down Omi's neck stopping periodically to suck and nip at the tender flesh of the other boy's neck and collarbone. Every so often, Omi would gasp or moan with pleasure, and he hated himself for it. This was his enemy; he should NOT be enjoying this. And yet, as the other boy he called Schwarz trailed kisses back up his neck again, nipping gently at his jaw, he could not deny it, he WAS enjoying this attention, a lot.

Nagi pulled away from Omi just before he reached his mouth. For a moment, they stared at each other, and their eyes conveyed things that could never be spoken.

In Omi's eyes, Nagi saw untold memories of pain, and love. He saw a glimmer of lust that he some how knew did not belong to the boy he was looking at. He saw the wisdom of thousands of years reflected in those eyes, and a sort of fire that he'd never seen before, one that would never go out, an undying light.

In Nagi's eyes, Omi saw the same memories of pain and love; he saw the same glimmer of lust, and also knew it wasn't this boy's. He saw the wisdom that his own eyes reflected. He saw a wildness that didn't belong and the shine of a sacrifice that should've never taken place.

In that single moment, for that single moment, they both knew everything and nothing, all at once. Then they both closed their tell-tale eyes, Nagi's telekinetic grip on Omi released, only to be replaces by a physical one, which Omi returned, and with a deafening clap of thunder, their lips met.

The second they connected lightning flashed across the sky, lighting the scene in the alleyway. Another long rumble of thunder followed and instantly it began to pour buckets of rain. As the kiss deepened the wind picked up, causing the rain to fall at strange angles and the clothing covering the two boys to whip around them, some of their hair following, and some remaining stuck to their damp faces. They kissed deeper still and the wind got faster and seemed to be centering on them, bringing the rain with it in a tornado-like fashion. Faster and faster the cyclone went until all that could be seen of the two boys was a dark blur inside the watery twister.

Then suddenly lightning flashed, illuminating everything, a clap of thunder ten times more deafening then the first sounded, and the rain returned to normal. The wind disappeared completely, the rain lightened to simple rain, no more buckets of water fell, and in the alley where the two boy's stood not moments before, was a circular impression, exactly the size of the cyclone that had been there, and nothing more…

End prologue.

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A/N: I was going to just leave this but I just had to mention that Evanescence's 'bring me to life' goes really well with that whole thing. Shrug okay, C&C is welcome. Please review.