Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Fallen Angels ❯ ‘Conversations Over Tea’ ( Chapter 45 )

Chapter 45

Conversations Over Tea

Aya refamiliarized himself with the shop again, it wasn't too hard, just looking at where everything was placed and moved to again. He completely ignored any sounds he heard from upstairs and decided that if they were going to be fuckbuddies, then more power to them. After cleaning up some dirt back into a pot he finally relaxed against the counter.

Omi placed the last bit of soil over the top of the Lily hybrid bulb and picked up the watering can sitting nearby. They'd almost waited too long to plant these for fall blooming. If he hadn't found them buried behind several stacks of plastic pots it would have been.

He was still irritated about earlier with Aya, but supposed the older man could have done worse. He knew that most of the issues surrounding Aya's abrupt departure were between the two oldest members of the team. The younger man knew that, even if his intentions had been well meant in trying to give the older blonde a chance to escape if that was what he wanted. In the end it was Yohji and Aya who had to come to terms with each other. Then again as the person who had picked up the pieces almost everyday for the last three months, and having the feelings he did for the older blonde he did feel he had some right to interfere if he felt it was more than Yohji could take for the moment. Also he wanted to know why the redhead had left as he did and where he had been all this time.

Legolas moved across the street and entered the shop, freezing at the icy stare he got from the redhead, making that strange hurt feeling even worst. Then again that same stare was being given to a number of girls in the shop too. He moved toward one of the tables, looking over the plants until either Kudo-san or the child's boyfriend...Omi if he remembered correctly, show up.

Legolas smiled as he spotted a small potted plant with tubular pink flowers. Picking the plant up with gentle hands, he moved over to the counter. "I would like to buy this." he said, green and red rim eyes looked up into the redhead's own violet. "And could you tell me if Kudo-san or Omi is here? I wanted to check on the child that was hurt early this morning."

Aya watched as the delicate man moved into the store and pick out a plant, then started speaking to him. There was something unusual about this person but he couldn't place it. "Omi's over here." Aya turned and walked back to grab Omi up by the back of his apron, carry him back, then plop him in front of Legolas.

Legolas blinked at what the redhead did. "Um, I could have walked over to him," he said. He turned to Omi, smiling slightly. "Hello, Omi. How is your friend?"

Omi glared at Aya, but the blush of embarrassment that covered him from hairline to collar marred it. He looked at the blonde for a moment before recognition dawned. He gave the man a smile and held out his hand. "He's much better today. All healed. Thank you for watching over him last night until we got home. And I'm sorry if he or Enzu hurt you. Nagi's a bit skittish with strangers and Enzu's just protective. We've had some trouble the last couple of days."

"With the condition he was in, he had a right to be skittish." Legolas said. "I made some tea for him earlier and gave it to the other blonde, Kudo-san. It should help him with regaining his strength." Concern showed in his red-rimmed eyes. "The trouble hasn't been serious, has it?" he asked the two. "If you need me to, I can keep an eye on the shop from my apartment," he offered.

"Keep an eye on the shop? We don't need strangers prying here." Aya commented, staring down the slighter man. The guy looked pretty unstable and he didn't trust those types that looked ready to shatter at a moment's notice.

"I was just offering." Legolas said. "If you wish me to keep an eye out for robbers then I will," he said, staring evenly at the redhead.

Omi looked back forth between the two men who seemed to have forgotten his presence and the original reason that the blonde elf had come in and shrugged. Turning around he went to the counter and found the canister of tea the elf had asked about. It was still warm so with a last look at the two arguing men he went upstairs to give the medicinal tea to his lover.

"An eye out for robbers?" Aya scoffed and crossed his arms over his chest. "Trust me, we don't have a problem with robbers."

Legolas blinked. "Ah, I didn't know that you had an alarm system. Kudo-san said something about you living above the shop." He blinked at the redhead. "I think we're getting started off on the wrong foot." He held out his hand to the other man. "My name is Legolas." He said, giving a small smile.

"Did your parents not like you?" Aya found that name insanely odd as he took Legolas' hand and tested his grip. "Aya."

A blond eyebrow went up. "I don't understand what my name has to do with my parents not liking me." The elf matched the strength of Aya's grip and frowned to himself at the name he had given. His aura was colored with a gray tinge. He was lying for some reason. "You don't look like an Aya. You also train in sword." He could feel the callous on the other's hand.

"I have my reasons." Aya released his hand then but kept his gaze on the slighter man. There was something strange about him but it wasn't malice. "Where did you come from?"

"I just arrived from America," he said. "I'm teaching at the local college." He blinked as he felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned to find one of his female students. "Surmine-san?" He asked and blinked in surprise as he found a rose thrust in front of his face. "Um..." he wasn't sure what to do about this.

"It's for you, Legolas-sensei," the girl said, giving him sparkly eyes. The blond elf sweat dropped.

"Figures the blondes would bring their congregations here. Yohji brought home a stray too." Aya commented, slightly amused at the look on the other's face.

Legolas blink at Aya before turning his attention back to the girl. "I'm sorry but I can't accept it." The girl looked disappointed. "Surmine-san, I'm your teacher, you know we're not to get involved with students." Seeing tears in her eyes, he panicked. "I don't think I'm the right type for you. I've been on my own and I travel a lot." Green eyes pleaded with violet ones for help.

Aya took the rose and put it in Legolas' hair. "He's a foreigner and is a bit slow in the head, ojochan, what he meant to say is that he graciously accepts and hopes you tell all your friends to buy roses from this shop for him." Aya was never one not to up the sales of his flower shop. His eyes told the elf to not argue at this point and just go with it.

The elf gave a confused look as the girl smiled radiantly and dashed over to her friends. "You do realize that I will not be able to control my fifth period now." He had no idea where he would put all the flowers. "Thank you anyway for helping me at least, but did you have to say slow." He laugh, the sound taking on a beautiful ringing tone to it.

Aya gave a laugh, and then abruptly cut it off. "Yes." With that he turned back to the register to make sure it was still in working order and not broken by Ken thinking he was going to play Mister Fix-It again. "You'll handle them, something tells me you've handled far worse than a class of fangirls."

"Hm, I don't know why but the same could be said for you," he whispered. "I'd like to check on Nagi, if you don't mind and he doesn't." He did want to see how the brown hair child was doing. "You know, you have a nice laugh. You should do it more often."

"Upstairs." Aya pointed towards the back, deciding not to comment about him laughing. He didn't really laugh much anymore but it felt good for the few seconds that he did it.

"Thank you," he said, bowing to the redhead. He nimbly hopped over a bag of potting soil and made his way to the back. He went up the stairs and stopped at the doors he saw. Which one was Omi's? His ears picked up the sound of Omi's voice and he moved to the door it was coming from. He knocked, "Omi, it's Legolas. Is it alright with you and your friend if I come in?"

Omi opened the door and smiled at the blonde elf. "Sure come on in. I found the tea and brought it up for Nagi."

Legolas smiled as he entered the room. "I'm glad to see you are doing well, Nagi," he said, giving a slight bow to the boy that was still in bed. "I would not have believed that you had been so badly beaten." Hearing the door close behind him, he reached up and removed the bandanna. "I am glad the angel was able to heal you."

Nagi laid his book aside and looked up recognizing the man from the night before. He slid from where he was relaxing on the bed to bow politely in return and moved to stand just behind Omi's shoulder. "Yes, I feel very well today. I wouldn't even know I had been hurt if it hadn't happened to me," he answered eyeing the man uncertainly. "I'm sorry if I hurt you."

He moved slowly to stand in front of the boy. "You were protecting yourself, just as any warrior would do," he told Nagi. "I have faced powerful wizards that are stronger than you. I learned quickly on how to take falls." He smiled. "It was my own fault if I had gotten hurt, for stressing you so much." He place his hand on the boy's shoulder, "Come, the tea will help you even more," he said. Turning to Omi, he asked. "Why does the red haired one lie about his name?" At the confused look he added, "I saw his aura and it was tainted when he told me his name."

Omi looked down at the floor and scuffed his foot unhappily. "It's to remember his sister. She's in the hospital in a coma."

Ah, so that was why the taint wasn't black, Legolas thought. "I wish there was a way to help. I know what is like to lose those that you care about," he said.

Omi felt Nagi's arms go around him from behind and sighed sadly. "Yes, all of us at the Koneko know what it is like to lose someone close to us," he replied quietly.

He tugged Nagi around to stand beside him, looping an arm around him and led them both to the couch across the room from the bed. A coffee table sat in front of it and the tea and two teacups were sitting there waiting already. Nagi knelt gracefully down onto a cushion beside the table and watched as Omi got a third cup from a rack in the corner he'd turned into a tiny kitchenette.

"I couldn't help but notice that you don't look like you are feeling very well either," the small blonde commented slowly as he ushered the taller man to sit on the couch.

"Ah, maybe that is why Aya seems to find me...um, strange." Legolas said, letting himself be guided over to the couch. "It started after classes, when I went to check on one of my students... I have never experience this type of emotions and I don't understand why Jou's words seem to hurt." Legolas said and sighed. "He may be right about our magic reacting to each other, though I can't think of what might be causing it."

"Sometimes when two people, like me, meet for the first time, the brain frequency that their powers work on are compatible and they feel a bond even if it's not really an emotional bond," Nagi murmured as he passed the tall man a cup of the special tea and accepted another from his lover. "Maybe your… magic and the magic that this Jou person has run on similar frequencies."

Legolas tapped his finger against his chin. "It may be that." Then he remembered the incident in class. "In fact you might be right. I had helped the boy earlier when he was having trouble with some past life memories. It might have reactivated a connection I had with him in that past life." At their confused looks he explain about Tiyamen's and Jounochi's past. "There was still a few elves in ancient Egypt, unlike it is now. We still help the humans out but more of my people were heading to the west lands. I may be the only one left in your world now."

Both boys listened to the story calmly only their own experiences in both the past and even more recently keeping them from completely staring, stupefied. "Wow, I'm sorry I don't mean to be rude but you are like a walking history book." Omi said finally. "You actually recognize people today as people that you knew in the past... I can't wait to have you as a teacher when I move to the University next year. This year Nagi and I are only taking an advanced programming class because they don't have anything for us at the high school."

"Sometimes the healers at Rosenkreuz would form temporary bonds with those that they had healed so perhaps you are right and something similar has happened to you," Nagi spoke up wanting to help the man that had tried so hard to help him the night before.

"Now I know what Tiyamen meant about being considered a walking history book." Legolas said with a laugh. "Hm, the link can be severed but he has so much emotional problems, I'm afraid what a break like that would do." He took a sip of his tea. "I'll double check it when I see him in class tomorrow." He smiled. "If you have a chance, I'm free at lunch and my fourth period, if you need help with your history assignments." He wiggled a finger at the two. "But you still have to look for the information too."

Nagi made a sympathetic sound of understanding. He knew from experience with Schuldich how fragile the mind could be and how easily emotions could cause intense distress and even destroy the mind. "I hope that you can find a way to solve the problem for both of you."

"We would like that a lot. Wouldn't we Nagi?" Omi grinned at his lover who nodded, smiling shyly. "We may not be back in classes yet tomorrow. I'll need to see after Ken comes home. But hopefully, I've already missed classes twice this week." Then he chuckled. "And don't worry research is our specialty."

"The way you young ones deal with computers, I'm not surprised," he said, missing the true meaning behind his last sentence. "I'm sure I'll find a way, Nagi." He smiled, "Good, the tea's working. Your color has greatly improved."

Nagi nodded, his eyes slightly surprised and brighter than Omi had ever seen them. "I do feel better. Even though I know I was healed, I still feel better. I don't think I've ever felt this well," he replied looking over at the blonde in awe.

"This tea is very good. Even I feel better and I haven't been sick or hurt for a while. What is it made from?" Omi asked as he continued to sip at the tea in his cup.

"A Litcalal plant. It's an elven plant that we cultivated for its regulating effects," he said. "Tiyamen is using his magic and the Shadow Realm to see about making more of the plant since it's the last of it's kind."

"How is it grown? Maybe we can help too," Omi said quickly. "We can grow it in the greenhouse behind the shop." Anything that brought that color to his boyfriend's cheeks and the sparkle to his eyes was something that needed to be preserved. And he knew it wasn't a narcotic. Even though he felt better, more alert and more energetic, there were no jitters, no cloudiness in his mind.

"I will need to get the plants back from Tiyamen." Legolas said. "I would be happy to give you a couple of them. It can grow with little light but it does need more lime in the soil. Say about a half a table spoon more then normal."

Omi grinned broadly. "We can do that. Several of the plants we cultivate for special customers call for higher acidity in the soil. And we keep the additives in the back room. Do they seed or are they grown from rootstock? If they seed we could easily work with them to grow more for you." Omi took their empty cups and set them together at the end of the table.

Legolas smiled. "They seed but I had no other plant to help pollinate it," he said. "I will see about getting them from Tiyamen. It will be better to have three different places to grow them at, that way we don't lose them all if there are in one place."

"That's a good idea," the smaller blonde nodded, becoming serious. "Just bring them over when you get the chance. Then you and I can look over the greenhouse and decide where to put them. And you can instruct me on any of the special needs they have, planting season, if blooms or leaves need to be regularly removed for harvesting, that sort of thing."

"Thank you, Omi. This is more than I could ask of you." Legolas said, smiling at the two boys. He glanced out the window. "Ah, it's growing late, I should head back to my apartment and figure out what I'm going to do about all the roses I'm going to get tomorrow." At their confused looks, he explained what happen downstairs with Aya and one of his students.

Omi snickered. "They do it to us too. We usually take them and send them to the hospitals and convalescent homes. If you want bring them to us, we can make them into bouquets and arrangements and send them with ours." He kissed Nagi and murmured to him softly then stood up. "I should get back downstairs to help Aya anyway." He led the way out of his apartment and down the stairs.

Legolas reached up, as they made their way down the stairs, replacing the bandanna over his ears. Adjusting it a little bit, he asked, "My ears aren't showing? Don't want to end up as a science experiment in a government lab or something."

Omi studied him carefully as they reached the bottom. "No they are completely covered." He reached and adjusted one tiny section. "And no we wouldn't want that to happen. And you are right to be worried about being caught. I know what they did to Nagi…" he broke off, choking the words back knowing he was giving away more than he should. It was just hard sometimes to contain the anger at how his boyfriend had been hurt and used because of his own difference.