Here it is…the final chapter! Thank you to all who have read my silly little drabbles and for the wonderful reviews! Keep reading and may all your days be filled with bishonen!

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Epilogue

Omi bobbed to the surface. All around him, chaos reigned. The remnants of the building they had just escaped rained down on the water like deadly hail and flames lighted the dark, giving the night a hellish glow. Off to his right he could see Aya and Ken helping Yohji out of the water, the leggy blonde lay half-conscious in his teammates' arms. And to his left he could see Farfarello capering in a mad jig while Schu dragged an exhausted Crawford out of the chilly water.

He began to panic when a certain little Telekinetic didn't make his appearance in the choppy, freezing water. The little blonde's eyes scanned the water, looking everywhere for the frail form that had come to mean so much to him over the last three months. Finally he noticed a blob of white moving up and down with the agitation of the sea. The twenty yards between them were the longest of his short life and the swim over to his lover seemed to last forever.

"Nagi!" he screamed, trying to get the other boy to wake up and answer him. When he reached the limp form, he rolled it over and felt for a pulse. The Telekinectic's heart beat with an uneven rhythm and he wasn't breathing. Omi swam for the shore, ignoring everything but his dying lover.

As soon as he got to the point where they were on somewhat dry ground he pumped on the other boy's chest, pushing sea water out and air in. After the required one hundred compressions, he gave the dark-haired boy two quick breaths then returned to compressions. Never before had he ever been so glad for the required CPR classes. At least he knew what he was doing.

On the third round of breaths, Nagi's tongue swirled into his mouth and they started kissing. The kisses got hot and heavy until a fit of coughing forced them apart. The Telekinetic spat and hacked up the water that he had breathed in while unconscious and floating.

"Omi," he breathed, falling back onto the cold sand.

"Right here, loverling," Omi answered, taking his boyfriend's hand. "Feeling better?"

"Looks like I owe you one." Nagi sat up and started looking the blonde over. "Are you okay? Did I hurt you?"

"No, but I thought you were really pissed at me."

Nagi smiled softly at the other boy. "No, but I did remember that we promised to give it our all if we had to face each other with our teams. I couldn't afford to let Crawford, or worse, Schu find out about us."

"Well, Aya already knows about us." At the confusion on the other boy's face he smiled. "He caught us on one of our make out sessions."

"He must agree with it or we'd be dead."

"He said as long as it didn't interfere with our work, he really didn't have any reason to forbid it or report us to Kritiker." He looked toward his teammates. "I guess it's payback for me not telling the powers that be about him and Yohji."

"I don't think that Crawford's going to be that understanding."

"Well, we'll find out in a minute or so," Omi said, nodding to the two teams that were heading in their direction. "Heads up."

Crawford limped over and looked at the young man who had helped him and his team to take down the Elders of Rosenkreuz. He really wanted to hate the little blonde, but the air swirling around him and the other members of the team warned him to take it slow or they were going to find themselves in the same predicament when they killed off Schreient and have Prodigy bring down every standing structure in the area. The boy was more powerful than he had been touted to be; the perfect weapon against the SS.

"Fujimiya, Kudou," the tall American greeted the two men. "Looks like we have a small problem."

"A small problem," Yohji sputtered. "You call this a small problem? I'd hate to see what you consider a big problem."

"Yohji," Aya said, stepping between the two men. "I agree with Crawford, if it doesn't interfere with them completing a mission, then we've got no complaints." He held his hand up to stall the words he knew were going to come spilling out of both Yohji's and Ken's mouths. "I've known about their relationship since almost the beginning and see nothing wrong with it. He's kept our secret."

"Ah," was all the leggy blonde could respond. He moved closer to Aya as Schuldig began drooling over his body.

Aya glared at the obnoxious German. He wrapped an arm around his lover's waist and gave the insufferable redhead a patented 'Shi-ne' glance and growled "Mine" at him.

"Schuldig, back down," Crawford snapped. "We're just here to collect Nagi and then we're leaving. Go gather up Farfarello and head to the car. Nagi," he said turning away from the other team. "We're leaving."

"Yes, sir," he answered and got unsteadily to his feet. "I'll call you when I can."

"I'll be waiting," Omi responded as he reached a hand out to help the other boy.

Nagi shook his head and followed after his leader, shooting the occasional look backward at the boy who had saved his life. Omi waved to him and then turned back to face Yohji and Ken.

"What the fuck was that?" Yohji said, pulling a somehow dry cigarette from the inner pocket of his mission duster. He lit the white stick and took in a long, sensual toke of the smoke.

"I believe our dear, sweet Omi has a boyfriend," Aya said, a small smile gracing his lips.

"Are they having sex?"

"Quite probably," came the quiet answer.

"Oh, gods," Yohji choked out around the lungful of smoke he had just taken in. "Chibi sex! They're having down and dirty chibi sex!"

The tall blonde's distress and words made the two older men laugh, leaving a very embarrassed Omi to flounder around and find the words to express his dismay.

"Yohji!" was the only thing that came out. Then his breath caught in his throat as the sun broke over the horizon, lighting the ruins with a gentle, golden light.

La Fin