Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Glass Castles ❯ To Start Anew ( Chapter 2 )
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By: Yami-Bakura 
this is... intense. i didn't mean for it to be like this...
Anime/Manga: Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 07.16.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.5K | Visits: 353 | Status: Completed
this is... intense. i didn't mean for it to be like this...
Anime/Manga: Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 07.16.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.5K | Visits: 353 | Status: Completed
Glass Castles
Chapter 2 - To Start Anew
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Omi was vaguely aware of the things going on around him. He wasn't quite unconscious, but he wasn't totally aware, either. He knew Schuldig had taken him back to his home, and he could hear Crawford talking. He was with it enough to know that Crawford had wanted him there. Beyond that, it was completely gibberish.
Nagi took Omi from Schuldig, and carried him to the bath. Omi roused himself enough to help Nagi undress him. He wondered for a moment about why he wasn't embarrassed about Nagi seeing him naked, then after a few moments thought, decided it didn't matter. He climbed into the tub, and washed his body while Nagi rolled up his sleeves, and washed his hair. The water was soon muddy and brown. Nagi drained it and filled it again. Omi relaxed under Nagi's skillful fingers massaging the shampoo through his hair, and before he knew it he was asleep. Nagi didn't bother waking him up, and instead propped him up using his powers and continued to rinse the soap off of him.
When he was clean and dry, Nagi woke him up to get him dressed, and then put him in the guest room, where he promptly fell asleep again.
Some time later, they were just settling down to eat, and Omi wandered out. Nagi offered him a plate, and he sat next to them, on the floor. Dinner was eaten in silence. When they were through, the dishes cleared themselves away, and Schuldig turned on the television. Crawford retreated to the sanctuary of his office, and Farfarello to his room. Nagi opened a book, and Schuldig contented himself with channel surfing. Omi wasn't sure what he was meant to do. It wasn't as though he had any pressing engagements, nor anywhere important to be. He got up and wandered into the kitchen. The sun was going down, and the city was lighting up. It was truly beautiful. Omi sat at the kitchen table, and looked out at the lights of the buildings as the sky darkened.
Nagi came in and sat with him. "Omi..." Omi spared him a glance, then resumed his city-watch. "Omi... I want you to know, you're safe here. I..I'm sorry about your friends..." He dropped his gaze. Omi's eyes softened.
/I understand,/ he thought, though he couldn't make himself say it. Schuldig, he was sure, would pass it on. /Thankyou./
He did. Nagi almost smiled. "You're welcome. Would you... come with me? There's something I'd like to show you." Omi followed him to his bedroom.
--
Once the door was closed, Nagi looked sheepish. "I've been trying to crack this for nearly a week. I was wondering if maybe you could help me." He turned on his computer, and showed Omi the website he was having trouble hacking into. It was the Esset mainframe. Omi nodded, and sat down.
Hours later, Omi gave Nagi a smile. Nagi gaped.
"How did you do that?" Shrug. "It took me a WEEK to get past the first few defenses..." A small smile. Nagi let go of his control and grinned. "Together, you and I would be UNSTOPPABLE, did you know that?"
Omi's mood darkened. /Unstoppable like I thought Weiss was, right? No! I don't want to lose Schwarz, too! NO!/ Omi clung to Nagi's waist, scaring him.
"What?" :Schuldig, what'd he say?:
:He's panicking because he thinks Schwarz is going to die like Weiss.: came the laconic reply.
Nagi held Omi. "What happened to Weiss was a horrible, horrible accident... But I promise... Schwarz isn't going to die." he nearly added 'so easily,' but didn't think Omi wanted to hear that.
Omi screwed up his face in concentration. After a few tries, he managed to get a few words out. "Why?"
Nagi was confused. "Why what?"
"Why... is Schwarz.....being so nice...? Why?" Omi sounded like he'd rather not have wasted the effort to speak, and he looked better when he lapsed into silence yet again.
"Crawford... ... said so." Nagi struggled for an explanation as to why Schwarz had taken the orphan in. "This is probably too late... I never wanted to fight Weiss. I never wanted to fight you. I did so because Crawford ordered us to. I can't answer your questions... I'm sorry... I don't know how. Because I don't know why exactly, either."
They were interrupted by a knock on the door. At Nagi's greeting, Crawford came in.
"Have I arrived too late, or just in the nick of time?" he asked, sitting down on Nagi's bed. "I knew you were going to ask that... I've come with the only explanation I could possibly give you." Omi waited patiently.
"You... remind me of my son."
Nagi gasped. "Your son?" Even Omi looked startled.
Crawford rubbed the bridge of his nose, an action Nagi had seen him make repeatedly when he was stressed, or confused. "Let me tell you a story. Its the story of a man who could see the future."
Omi sat on the floor next to his legs, and Nagi sat in the computer chair Omi had vacated.
"When this man was about 17 years old, he had a woman whom he loved very much. Her name was Aralyn, and she was the most beautiful woman alive. She had blonde hair that swung at her hips, big brown eyes, a body that seemed shaped especially to fit next to mine. We were going to get married, and it was hastened when she found out she was pregnant. Nine months afterward, we were blessed with a beautiful blonde haired, brown eyed boy. He was a perfect copy of his mother. We loved him so, and he was probably spoiled. We were married, and lived happily for some years. The boys name was Karik, and he was energetic, and playful, and always smiling. He loved people, and animals, and was the best behaved child a man could have asked for. My life was perfect. I had a woman I loved, a perfect son, a good job... Everything I could have asked for. It was torn apart one rainy afternoon. We were driving home, and we turned a corner. Someone else was taking the corner the opposite direction too fast, we collided. Karik and Aralyn were killed instantly. I went into a coma for nearly a month. When I awoke, my life was destitute without them. It seemed that fate had taken my life from me, and given me the curse in return. After I woke up, I found that I would get flashes of the future, randomly. At first I thought they were just my imagination, or pure coincidence when they came true. Then Rosenkreuz came knocking on my door. They taught me to use my gift, to control it, and also how to shield my mind from unwelcome advances. I locked my past inside, and used those shields to keep their memory from harm.
"Three weeks ago, I had a vision of you. You were covered in blood, cradling ... Ken's.... body in your arms. Men came upon you, and shot you where you were. Laying there, blood pooling around you, you looked so like my son when he died, that I could not let the same happen to you. I took measures to prevent your death. I tried to save Weiss, because I knew what their deaths would do to you, but I failed... Just like I failed with Aralyn and Karik. Like I nearly failed with Nagi, Schuldig, and Farfarello after we fought that time in the museum. I'm... sorry..."
Nagi stared at the floor. It was the first time Crawford had ever opened up to any of them, and the raw, bleeding wounds of his past were revealed. Omi had tears running down his face. Silently, cat-like, he crawled up into Crawford's lap, and held him. He whispered something, although Nagi couldn't hear it, it made tears well up in Crawford's eyes, as well.
"Thank you... ....May I call you papa?"
--
whoa.... that was... deep....
Chapter 2 - To Start Anew
--
Omi was vaguely aware of the things going on around him. He wasn't quite unconscious, but he wasn't totally aware, either. He knew Schuldig had taken him back to his home, and he could hear Crawford talking. He was with it enough to know that Crawford had wanted him there. Beyond that, it was completely gibberish.
Nagi took Omi from Schuldig, and carried him to the bath. Omi roused himself enough to help Nagi undress him. He wondered for a moment about why he wasn't embarrassed about Nagi seeing him naked, then after a few moments thought, decided it didn't matter. He climbed into the tub, and washed his body while Nagi rolled up his sleeves, and washed his hair. The water was soon muddy and brown. Nagi drained it and filled it again. Omi relaxed under Nagi's skillful fingers massaging the shampoo through his hair, and before he knew it he was asleep. Nagi didn't bother waking him up, and instead propped him up using his powers and continued to rinse the soap off of him.
When he was clean and dry, Nagi woke him up to get him dressed, and then put him in the guest room, where he promptly fell asleep again.
Some time later, they were just settling down to eat, and Omi wandered out. Nagi offered him a plate, and he sat next to them, on the floor. Dinner was eaten in silence. When they were through, the dishes cleared themselves away, and Schuldig turned on the television. Crawford retreated to the sanctuary of his office, and Farfarello to his room. Nagi opened a book, and Schuldig contented himself with channel surfing. Omi wasn't sure what he was meant to do. It wasn't as though he had any pressing engagements, nor anywhere important to be. He got up and wandered into the kitchen. The sun was going down, and the city was lighting up. It was truly beautiful. Omi sat at the kitchen table, and looked out at the lights of the buildings as the sky darkened.
Nagi came in and sat with him. "Omi..." Omi spared him a glance, then resumed his city-watch. "Omi... I want you to know, you're safe here. I..I'm sorry about your friends..." He dropped his gaze. Omi's eyes softened.
/I understand,/ he thought, though he couldn't make himself say it. Schuldig, he was sure, would pass it on. /Thankyou./
He did. Nagi almost smiled. "You're welcome. Would you... come with me? There's something I'd like to show you." Omi followed him to his bedroom.
--
Once the door was closed, Nagi looked sheepish. "I've been trying to crack this for nearly a week. I was wondering if maybe you could help me." He turned on his computer, and showed Omi the website he was having trouble hacking into. It was the Esset mainframe. Omi nodded, and sat down.
Hours later, Omi gave Nagi a smile. Nagi gaped.
"How did you do that?" Shrug. "It took me a WEEK to get past the first few defenses..." A small smile. Nagi let go of his control and grinned. "Together, you and I would be UNSTOPPABLE, did you know that?"
Omi's mood darkened. /Unstoppable like I thought Weiss was, right? No! I don't want to lose Schwarz, too! NO!/ Omi clung to Nagi's waist, scaring him.
"What?" :Schuldig, what'd he say?:
:He's panicking because he thinks Schwarz is going to die like Weiss.: came the laconic reply.
Nagi held Omi. "What happened to Weiss was a horrible, horrible accident... But I promise... Schwarz isn't going to die." he nearly added 'so easily,' but didn't think Omi wanted to hear that.
Omi screwed up his face in concentration. After a few tries, he managed to get a few words out. "Why?"
Nagi was confused. "Why what?"
"Why... is Schwarz.....being so nice...? Why?" Omi sounded like he'd rather not have wasted the effort to speak, and he looked better when he lapsed into silence yet again.
"Crawford... ... said so." Nagi struggled for an explanation as to why Schwarz had taken the orphan in. "This is probably too late... I never wanted to fight Weiss. I never wanted to fight you. I did so because Crawford ordered us to. I can't answer your questions... I'm sorry... I don't know how. Because I don't know why exactly, either."
They were interrupted by a knock on the door. At Nagi's greeting, Crawford came in.
"Have I arrived too late, or just in the nick of time?" he asked, sitting down on Nagi's bed. "I knew you were going to ask that... I've come with the only explanation I could possibly give you." Omi waited patiently.
"You... remind me of my son."
Nagi gasped. "Your son?" Even Omi looked startled.
Crawford rubbed the bridge of his nose, an action Nagi had seen him make repeatedly when he was stressed, or confused. "Let me tell you a story. Its the story of a man who could see the future."
Omi sat on the floor next to his legs, and Nagi sat in the computer chair Omi had vacated.
"When this man was about 17 years old, he had a woman whom he loved very much. Her name was Aralyn, and she was the most beautiful woman alive. She had blonde hair that swung at her hips, big brown eyes, a body that seemed shaped especially to fit next to mine. We were going to get married, and it was hastened when she found out she was pregnant. Nine months afterward, we were blessed with a beautiful blonde haired, brown eyed boy. He was a perfect copy of his mother. We loved him so, and he was probably spoiled. We were married, and lived happily for some years. The boys name was Karik, and he was energetic, and playful, and always smiling. He loved people, and animals, and was the best behaved child a man could have asked for. My life was perfect. I had a woman I loved, a perfect son, a good job... Everything I could have asked for. It was torn apart one rainy afternoon. We were driving home, and we turned a corner. Someone else was taking the corner the opposite direction too fast, we collided. Karik and Aralyn were killed instantly. I went into a coma for nearly a month. When I awoke, my life was destitute without them. It seemed that fate had taken my life from me, and given me the curse in return. After I woke up, I found that I would get flashes of the future, randomly. At first I thought they were just my imagination, or pure coincidence when they came true. Then Rosenkreuz came knocking on my door. They taught me to use my gift, to control it, and also how to shield my mind from unwelcome advances. I locked my past inside, and used those shields to keep their memory from harm.
"Three weeks ago, I had a vision of you. You were covered in blood, cradling ... Ken's.... body in your arms. Men came upon you, and shot you where you were. Laying there, blood pooling around you, you looked so like my son when he died, that I could not let the same happen to you. I took measures to prevent your death. I tried to save Weiss, because I knew what their deaths would do to you, but I failed... Just like I failed with Aralyn and Karik. Like I nearly failed with Nagi, Schuldig, and Farfarello after we fought that time in the museum. I'm... sorry..."
Nagi stared at the floor. It was the first time Crawford had ever opened up to any of them, and the raw, bleeding wounds of his past were revealed. Omi had tears running down his face. Silently, cat-like, he crawled up into Crawford's lap, and held him. He whispered something, although Nagi couldn't hear it, it made tears well up in Crawford's eyes, as well.
"Thank you... ....May I call you papa?"
--
whoa.... that was... deep....