Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ False Realities ❯ Morning Decadence ( Prologue )

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False Realities

Prologue: Morning Decadence

Riot and chaos broke free from its cage tonight. Fear and dread could be seen plainly on everyone's faces. Funny that, that night was so noisy and full of turmoil that anyone had even bothered to check on that low life. No one noticed her though.

I prepared myself for a chance to throw my darts at my target, believing in my skills as an assassin that my aim will be true, even though I knew that it would not matter because all the boy that I am targeting needed to do was to deflect those darts, and what I had done would mean nothing. Still I threw my darts and as expected it was deflected, and they were set off course to the open door.

"Mommy!" a girl screamed where she stood by the door and where my poisoned darts were headed.

It was unexpected, so fast. Nothing that was happening right now was what anyone of us would have thought. All sound surrounding him, my target during battle, and me was blocked out. The girl fell with a loud thud.

"Nanami! NO!!!" A voice screamed in my head. I fell to my knees, and suddenly, I to be seemed very small as everything around me turned black and all I could see was the girl, lying dead on the floor poisoned with flames. She was so big from my view down here, her body draining of life, of blood and as her blood had reached me, trickling slowly, going its way, she shattered like the glass of her heart together with the black that was surrounding the both of us, slowly moving to the platform that I was kneeling on on.

The place had shattered completely and I began falling into the abyss of darkness, reaching out for help, yet no one was there. With nothing to stand on and to prevent me from coming near to my inevitable death, I kept on falling, I then realized that I was alone, with no one to help me, and guilt crept on me as I fell deeper and deeper into my own confused soul.

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Omi suddenly woke up bathed in his own sweat, shivering in the cold air that wasn't really there, trembling with fear from remnants of a dream that was almost fading, yet making him remember events that he wished he could have forgotten. "No. It's my fault, all my fault. I'm the only one to blame." Omi whimpered as silent tears slid down his pale cheeks.

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It was a peaceful September morning, classes would be starting again after the student's one-month vacation, and Weiss were relaxing for a while and enjoying this blissful morning over breakfast. Until Omi had noticed he was late that is.

"Shoot! I'm running late. Bye guys!" Omi called out while running out of Koneko's door.

"See ya Omittchi." Yohji said getting the coffee from its brewer.

Aya just continued reading the newspaper and grunted his good-bye to Omi.

The minutes ticked by and Ken was yet to make his entrance to the scene. Both men had heard loud thumping noises and running heading at their direction.

Ken finally came out from the back door shouting, "Omi, wait! I'll..." but Omi was already long gone, "...drive you to your school."

"Yo Kenken! You could go after him." Yohji greeted the athlete as he raised his cup in greeting.

Ken nodded in acknowledgement and went to the garage to try and catch up with Omi in the car, but he couldn't find his keys. "What the!? Where are my keys? Yohji, Aya, did both of you see the car keys?"

Yohji shook his head violently and then drank a huge amount of coffee in one gulp to cover up his snickering and his musings on forgetful and clumsy brunettes.

"No Ken. You were the only one who used the car yesterday. Remember, Yohji went out clubbing. We already made him promise that he wouldn't use the car when he goes clubbing because another car almost crashed into him last time he used it." Aya explained in a flat tone and looked up to Ken and continued, "Besides the clubs are so near here that he could've walked, and so walk he did, and I just came home from my trip to Shizuoka."

Aya went back to reading the article about President Shiryoku Akari of Dr3ams Corporation who went into comatose and the findings of a girl under the pile of debris from the main building of said company that burned last night. Continuing on the article, it is said that the man lived but fate was not so gracious to that of the girl. The girl's face was unrecognizable by anyone and therefore was concluded an orphan for, the corporation had put up an orphanage located in Chiba. Aya pondered on the news and drank from his own steaming cup of coffee.

Aya's statement registered in Ken's head after he had paused for a few minutes of thinking before he turned around to run up to his room. 'Why do I have to be so oblivious to everything?' Ken thought, exasperated from his forgetfulness. 'Wait a minute…'

"Wait…if you just came home Aya, how'd you know Yohji was clubbing? I didn't see him all day yesterday." Ken asked, stopping by the door as realization and suspicion worked up into his mind.'Hah I'm not so oblivious after all.!'

Aya smirked at this and answered, "I caught him in front of Koneko of course. The only reason he isn't and hasn't gone to bed is that he won't have a bed if he goes to sleep now that the store's gonna open up soon."

Yohji tried to stifle a yawn and held back from trying to kill the redhead reading the newspaper. "Why you?! I thought you said you wouldn't…!" Yohji screamed, outing down his mug on the kitchen counter and making his fingers flex in a way that it seemed to want to choke the man sitting and reading the paper.

"What? I said was that I won't tell Omi. Ken is not an Omi, so any question? None? Good." Aya retorted, not stopping to hear Yohji voice out his own opinions, as his smirk was kept visible as he read on.

Ken found this hilarious but didn't dare laugh at the two men. He then went back to the task of looking for the car keys. 'Omi's definitely going to be late though, after last night he didn't get that much sleep…' He stopped in front of the door leading to his room, thinking for a while before turning the knob. 'He didn't have to go through that.' Ken just shook his head at the thought.

"Now, off to find those keys!" Ken said with a renewed determination, he opened the door, flipped the lights and entered his room. Once inside, Ken fell face first when he saw the keys sitting bright as day while it sat on the study table.

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"I am so late." Omi ran down the streets that lead to his school. He was still a few blocks away when he felt the pitter-patter of the rain on his skin. "Damn! I knew I saw rain clouds before I left the shop. Man, it just HAD to rain today!" Omi hastened his steps, if it was even possible at the speed he was going at.

'I wish I had the sense to bring an umbrella when I left.' Omi thought with frustration, clutching his book big tighter to his chest so as its contents would not get wet. He turned sharply at a corner and after a few steps the rain began to pour by buckets. 'I hate this.'

The streets were already empty of students when the rain started pouring. Omi didn't really expect anyone out now, thinking everyone got in on time and with the fact that it was raining real hard, but he was shocked when a car, which seemed to be oddly familiar, passed by him at a very dangerous speed, almost hitting him if he hadn't moved quickly enough. He was down on the sidewalk and tried to remember where he had seen that oh so familiar car, staring at the path it had just taken. "Wasn't that the car Schwarz uses...?" Omi asked to no one in particular. 'Never mind I'm late and soaking wet. I'll just have to borrow a uniform from the office.'

Omi stared at the empty road and the falling raindrops, thinking of the events that happened last night. He looked down on himself with disgust and then at the sky for a split second thinking ironically that the gods pitied him and was crying out due to their sorrow. "Hn. Cry for me? Why? When it's my fault and I know it's true. I hate myself, I hate my stupid be damned self!" Omi thought a loud and cursed his very self and punched the wall to his side. He continued down the path to his school before the rain became anymore stronger and before someone might think to come out and watch him curse himself.

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The class stared at Omi because they hadn't expected him to be late, Tsukiyono, Omi was never late, and that wasn't the only thing they were shocked about, it was also because of the fact that Omi was still wet and it could've been detected that he had run in the rain, even though he was able to borrow an extra set of uniform, there was just no time. The students then brushed those thoughts off after a minute of staring with the thought of 'First time for everything', but they seemed to amuse themselves by the continual staring at the boy standing in front of their teacher.

"You are late today Tsukiyono-kun," Mr. Satou, their teacher, said stating the obvious. "But since this is your first offense I'll let it go. But that doesn't mean you can repeat it. Go to your table now." He continued, his voice louder than before making all of his students snap back to reality.

Omi bowed down his apologies and went to his seat without a word and looking very glum. Once he had sat down, he propped up his head with his arm, watching the rain trying to go through the glass window he was seated by. The wind had become stronger by now, making the howling sounds on would not usually hear during normal rains, and he continued watching the little offending things that had tried to get him sick a while a go to try to get to him. It was quite obvious by now that he wasn't really listening, ignoring every word and stare he was getting from the others.

"Now class we have a new student. Be nice to him, okay? He came from a private school in this town but had to transfer due to…some problems. You can come in now." This little tidbit of information sent the other students whispering most of the girls were giggling and the boys were wishing the new student to be a girl.

But the fact that this new student came from a private school was the only thing that caught Omi's attention. 'Why would a student from a private school come here? This place is too…I don't know. But that's not the point. Why'd the guy come here instead?' Omi asked himself but he never looked away from the amazing spectacle of a storm just outside the window, it was, after all, more interesting by far than any student.

Omi moved his head a bit to the side to chance a peek at the new student, after the class was quieted down by the class officers, the teacher, Satou-san, let the new student enter. Omi had planned on ignoring the world after getting the new information that would be very important in his class now but he couldn't, something was recognizable about the brunette that had just entered the room.

The young boy that would be the most popular student in this place, for the first few days, turned around to face the class, and as the boy did so, Omi almost fell to the floor when he saw exactly who the new student was but he wasn't able to suppress the gasp that had escaped from his lips, lucky for him none of the other students had noticed since they were busy whispering amongst themselves.

"Good morning, my name is Naoe Nagi."