FATE

Summary: Omi never wanted this to be like this. Never wanted to kill his family. Never wanted to watch his friends suffer one by one but it seems he may not be able to help it. So, he gathered his last strength and wished to change the past even if the past might come to hurt him. Yaoi AxO

Overall story disclaimer: I do not own Weiss….sigh unfortunately….

Amnesia. It's what they told his family. I'm sorry. That's what the doctors said.

He did not know if he himself could believe what they were saying. He could still hear their screams after all. He could still see the faces of the different people he once got to know so well. He could still imagine the sharp curve of the katana as it sliced down the air.

The air outside the window became colder and what little light which managed to escape towards his room began dwindling. He heard the clocked chimed signaling the beginning of the six o'clock hour before blanketing the room in silence once again.

The door opened.

I remember when I was little I once get very sick that I couldn't open my eyes after a couple of days. I was surprised to find instead 1000 different paper cranes made by my father. They were quite messy as if made by a child but they were special just the same…

"Paper cranes, otousan?"

"Hai, Omi-chan. I made them for you so you can get better."

Chapter Two

The shop, Omi observed, was a mix of both modern and traditional Japanese culture. There was a small stereo by the left corner blazing with some pop music he remembered he heard in the radio last night. Besides it, stood a big counter with a register and a lone soccer ball messily stacked behind one of the planters. Then there was the traditional bamboo drape used to separate the entry way to the back door as well as the occasional white shoji blinds lining some windows.

Omi smiled.

There was little room but the space continued to be filled with scores and scores of girls wearing different uniforms mostly staying in groups.

Loose high pitch laughter filled the air and Omi couldn't help but stare at this picture for some time before he turned, smelling a set of small white flowers in one part of the shop.

"Aiieeeeeeee! I never imagine I could see a group of beautiful guys working in a flower shop!" A small group of girls conversed. "We are so lucky, Himiko-chan!"

"I know! I know!" another one put in. "I am so glad that the opened the Flower Shop in this part of town although… does anybody know who the workers are?"

"Let's see." One of the girls, Himiko as the other girls called her started, pointing at a red-headed man standing by the roses. "We have Fujimiya Aya. Don't we? I heard he was about 178cm in height."

The girls sighed. "So tall-"

"Yeah." Himiko agreed. "He's the supervisor I believe. I also heard that his favorite flower is the rose. He's cute but he appears cold most of the time that some of the girls are afraid to talk to him."

"How about him?" Another girl said, pointing at a blond man in chatting amongst a group of older girls.

Himiko turned to look. "Oh that's Kudou Yoji. He's about 182cm is what he says. They told me his image flower was cattleya. Like Aya, he's cute. He likes to flirt though I heard a rumor that he only likes to go with older girls."

"Honto?"

"Yeah. Anyway, who did we have left?"

"Him! Him! How about him, Himiko-chan?" An excited girl asked, pointing at a brown haired man scratching his head to some girls. "He's cute and he looks nice!"

"Oh that's Hidaka Ken. I haven't seen him do it but I heard he's really good in soccer. He's image flower is the gentian-"

"If you're not buying anything, get out!" A loud voice shouted, interrupting them. They turned seeing as the red-haired man glared, sending a couple of girls scampering out of the shop.

"Ne, Aya-" The man named Yoji approached, placing himself between the red-head and the remaining girls. "No need to be mean to these girls. You're hurting their feelings."

"And I care, why?" Aya snapped before stomping towards the register.

The girls pouted.

"Aiieee! Aya-kun is so mean! We didn't even do anything did we, Yoji-kun."

"Yeah-"

"Now! Now girls!" Yoji said, turning his head towards them. "You know, Aya. He's just like that, a cold hearted bastard."

The girls giggled.

"Now-" He grinned ignoring the glare directed at him by the redhead and raising his hand to fix some of the bangs that fell on his face. "If anyone of you, on the other hand, is 18 years and above, I would be happy to entertain yo-"

"Give it up, Yoji!" Another man interrupted walking past the group with a frown. "Anyway, shouldn't you be working at this time instead of flirting with anyone with two legs?"

Yoji pouted. "Why, Ken-chan! You hurt my feelings."

Ken snorted. "I didn't even know you have one."

"Maa. Maa. Ken-kun!" Yoji said, moving his hands in mock hurt. "You don't have to be so mean!"

Ken rolled his eyes. "Whatever! Anyway,"-he glanced towards one of the girls by the entrance. "Himiko-chan do you want to order the usual set of flowers for today?"

Himiko shooked her head. "I'm afraid not yet, Ken-kun. I'm still waiting for Michiru. I wanted to cheer her up today so I thought I could bring her here again."

Ken nodded.

"Oh yeah, how is she by the way." A girl asked. "It hasn't been long since her boyfriend got killed in an accident.

"Killed?" Yoji asked, raising his eyebrows.

"Yes." Himiko nodded, looking down. "It hasn't been long since a small car suddenly lost control and flew out of the highway. Unfortunately – she paused hesitating - Michiru's boyfriend was driving her home at that time…"

A small silence filled the shop. Ken and Yoji looked at each other.

"I see." Ken replied touching her shoulder sympathetically.

Himiko smiled sadly. "Anyway, she said she was okay now but I wasn-"

"Michiru-chan!" A girl interrupted waving at the entrance in the street where a brown-haired girl in a highschool uniform stood staring at the floor.

"Michiru…" Himiko called looking hesitantly at her friend. Ken just smiled at her as if encouraging her. She breathed deeply before she slowly walked towards her friend.

A hand with a white flower, however, rose interrupting her walk.

"Here!" A voice called surprising them all.

Michiru looked up to find wide blue eyes staring at her with one hand outstretched. In it was a long white flower.

"It's a carnation." The boy explained, handing her the flower. "I don't like them as much as I like freesias but I think this one will suit you better." He turned, walking towards the counter before stopping.

"Here you go, neko-chan!" He said, placing a couple of yen at the counter.

Aya looked up angry at the name, only to find yen placed on the counter and the boy gone. He stared at the money, finding the exact amount of yen for one carnation.

The girls squealed.

"Sugoi!! Who was that cute chibi?"

"Oh my god! How come, I didn't notice him before?"

"Michiru-chan? Daijabu? Do you know him?" Ken asked coming up to stand beside the girl.

"Oh!" Michiru voiced out surprised. "He's Tsukiyono Omi. He usually likes to hang-out across the street in the café though this is the first since the store opened that he went in here. I haven't met him but he's really popular in school."

Ken and Yoji looked at each other.

"He seems to know a lot about flowers." Yoji commented watching the boy walked away.

A/N: Grin. Yes, I know, there are shall we say inconsistencies…hehehehe. Wonder if you guys still remember who said the original line about paper cranes in the series. Anyway, can't remember what type of flower he gave at the start of the series so I looked at what was best suited. Thanks for the review!