A/N: Thought I died, eh? Well, I'm back and better than ever with a brand spanking new chapter! Don't know if I still got the magic. All I can say is, enjoy. )
Chapter XI: Only Aged 18 and Above
What have I gotten myself into now?
I knew Aya would need my body in times like these. In times his Desire would consume him. And being the helpful (and horny) friend that I am, I let him borrow my body. Besides, my heart aches with pity and joy seeing how much seeing Aya made Ken so happy, and vice versa.
Aya had made me happy too. Not in that way, of course. He'd helped me with some of my concerns. And I will be indebted to him 'til infinity.
See, I've fallen hopelessly and too, too deeply for little Omi, and I've been keeping it to myself for so long now. I don't want to come out like some pedophile or something. But I also know, even without him admitting or saying anything, that he is fucking drowning in love with Crawford. Crawford, of Schwarz. Our ENEMY. I suspected it the moment he came home after Crawford "kidnapped" him on his birthday. My suspicion was confirmed after I accidentally saw the BRAD burn on his left butt cheek, and everytime his face would flush when we were given Schwarz missions. I knew those kinds of looks.
One thing Omi didn't know, though was that he was just another of Crawford's pastimes. They come, they enjoy, they go. Some die, some move on, the rest turn to bitchboys. And I didn't want my Omi changed. In any way.
So first, I was thinking, I had to get rid of Schwarz, especially Brad.
Sure I couldn't kill them. I was not Superfuckingman, if you've noticed. But Aya – he was supernatural. But no. He wouldn't do it. Even if I told him about Omi and Crawford. Just said no, and then never spoke to me for several days.
Then this one day, Omi went somewhere. "Party and stuff," he said. But I knew better, and I followed him.
To Schwarz mansion. Surprise, surprise.
The moment he stepped in the house, I sat under a tree, across the gates, and lit a cigarette.
And then another.
And another, and another.
And as the nicotine scorched my lungs for like the umpteenth time, I was thinking again that I would kill Crawford. Should kill him. Even if I couldn't. Right now.
I dropped the stick on the ground and crushed it beneath my shoes, imagining for a second that it was Brad Crawford's dick.
Stick dick… Get it? Stick dick! Hahaha!
But when I got there, someone had already beaten me to the meat. I actually smiled when I saw him, curled up in a corner, head bowed, body stained with blood and cum. He was shivering in the darkness and up close, I saw the tips of his fingers and toes were a chilling icy blue.
"Omi…"
The trembling stopped, and slowly, he lifted his head. I felt as if my heart would burst as those sad baby blues stared wide-eyed at me, tears welling in the corners. I couldn't help myself, I couldn't fucking control myself. I just had to kiss him.
And he kissed me back.
But that was it. I brought him home, bathed, clothed and fed him. Tried my best not to be such a perv even if it was killing me too. Shared a joke or two, as if nothing happened. I didn't question him any further. I just knew, that he was hurting inside.
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"How many times do we have to do this again?"
"As long as you're in my way," came Omi's throaty reply. "…Aya."
Aya looked at the boy through Yoji's eyes. "I am in your way? In what way, have I been in your way? Tell me, Tsukiyuno."
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Now, Manx here, she knew all about Omi and Brad. Didn't care shit about it. Thought it was romantic, even. The whole in-love-with-your-enemy –slash– Stockholm bullshit scene. Until Schwarz died.
And I saw how she glanced at Omi's direction for a second too long, and knew that somehow she knew a little bit.
I decided that the Mother Cat should be silenced, then. Yet, I couldn't get why she had been screaming, "It was the cat! The cat!", as if those words would give her immortality or something. Besides, I was the one who pulled the trigger. Aya-in-the-Disguise-of-an-Abysinnian-Cat merely licked her pussy for distraction. Pun intended.
Looking in my Omi's enraged sapphires, I thought of what could have been happening right now, if I had not sent Manx to hell, if I had not welcomed Aya back, if I had not fallen for Omi.
Yoji.