Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Thunder ❯ 4 ( Chapter 4 )

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Thunder

Part 4 By Yami Kitsune

It had been two days sense Weiss had heard the news about the building blowing up. Ken and Youji had been working in the flower shop to try and keep their minds off of it. But it was hard because everywhere they looked all they could see was Omi. So after the first day and a half of this they closed the flower shop until they knew for certain if the body was Omi's or not. Ken sighed as he sat down on the couch. He couldn't take much more of this, he wished Kritiker would hurry up and identify the body. He knew the chances of it not being Omi where pretty slim. But Ken didn't care, that body just couldn't have been Omi's. Ken would tell himself over and over hoping he would start to believe it.

Youji stood in the doorway and watched Ken. He could tell that the ex- soccer player was getting close to having a mental brake down. Not as close as Aya was, but still. He sighed and walked over to the couch sitting down next to Ken.

"Hey Ken why don't we go out and get some dinner? Get are minds off of this ne?" Youji suggested. Ken looked at him and nodded slowly, he would do any thing to forget about this even if it was only for a few minutes or so.

As Youji and Ken get up and got ready to leave Aya came down stairs, looking like he hadn't slept well in the past couple of days. But knowing every thing that was happening he probably hadn't.

"Hey Aya, why don't you come with me and Ken to go get something to eat? I'm sure none of us are in the mood to cook any thing at the moment." Youji said. Aya looked at him and shrugged.

"No, I'll stay here." He said grabbing a drink and going back up stairs. Youji sighed and grabbed his coat and he and Ken left.

~*~

Aya walked up stairs and back to his room where he had spent most of the past two days. He didn't want to face any one right now. 'This is my fault. Omi would be here right now if I just told Ken he could go and get him.' Aya thought setting his cup on the table next to his bed. He lied down on his bed again and closed his eyes sighing.

"Why dose this stuff have to happen?" He thought out loud. First he had almost lost his sister Aya-chan when she was hit by a car and put in a coma. And now Omi was gone. He just couldn't take this, it was his fault. He was supposed to look out for the team. He sighed again and slowly drifted into an uneasy sleep.

~*~

Omi was laying on the couch curled up into a tight ball as he slept. He had been having dreams every time he fell asleep. And last night he had dared to go into Schuldig's room and ask if he could sleep in there. He was surprised when he knocked on the door and Nagi opened it. For a moment he thought he had gotten the wrong room until he heard the Germen tell him to come in. He still felt bad that he seemed to have interrupted something they were talking about. But Schuldig had reassured him he hadn't. Omi sat down on the floor next to Nagi while all three of them talked. Omi and Nagi fell asleep around the same time and Schuldig put them in his bed.

Omi moaned softly as his dreams were plagued with another dream/memory. ~*Dream*~

Omi curled up on the corner of his bed shivering. There was another thunderstorm outside. That meant his father couldn't go anywhere, and when his father couldn't go anywhere he always decided to pass his time with Omi beating him up and some times even raping him.

Omi jumped when he heard the lightning. The storm was really close, he had never really like thunderstorms, but he seemed to hate them even more now that it meant he had to see his father ever time there was one.

Omi jumped when the window on the other side of the room burst open. Wind and cold rain came pouring in. But that wasn't all that came in, two men in black climbed through the window and walked over to the bed. Omi jumped up off the bed and tried to run to the door. He didn't even make it half way across the room before he was grabbed. He tried to scream but the man that held him clamped a cloth over his mouth. Omi struggled as much as he could but couldn't brake free. Then every thing went black.

Omi woke to a pain in his backside. A pain he knew to well, he knew he had been raped while he was sleeping. He had felt this many times. But he was glad he didn't have to be awake for it this time. He looked up when he heard the door open and one of the men came in. The man walked over to Omi and grabbed his chin forcing Omi to look at him.

"Time to play little one."

~*End dream*~

Omi woke up with a loud shrike. He looked around the room wildly trying to figure out where he was. He sighed when he remembered he was with Schwartz. Omi had to shake his head at that, 'Sense when have I felt comfy being with Schwartz?' He thought sitting up on the couch and stretching a little bit.

When Omi thought about it, Schwartz really wasn't all that bad. Sure they still killed people, but they were just trying to make a living. And now that Omi thought about it, the only one he knew that was still killing people was the madman. Omi shivered when he thought about the Irishman with his knives always trying to 'Hurt God.' Or 'Make God cry.'

Omi stood up and walked into the kitchen to see if Schuldig or Nagi were there. They were the only two that he would talk to. With good resin, Farfarello was always trying to get to him to 'Hurt God.' And Crawford was never around that often to even get a chance to talk to him. Omi looked around the kitchen and saw no one. He saw a note on the table and walked over to and looked at it.

Dear kitten Me and Nagi went out to get some food for dinner. Bradley is at a meeting and probably won't be back until tomorrow morning around 4AM. And don't worry the psycho is locked up in his cell so you have the house to your self. Your favorite telepath Germen

Omi shook his head at that and set the note back down on the table. He looked around to try and find something to do. He knew Nagi had a computer, but he didn't want to use it with out permeation. Sighing he decided to go into the living room and watch some TV.

Omi sat down on the couch and turned on the TV. There wasn't much on, so he put it on an anime that was showing, YuYu Hakusho (I just had to put that in there ^_^). He had seen it a couple times before, but never had the time to really sit down and watch it. It was about halfway thought the show when Omi thought he heard something, like a crash or something. He muted the TV and listened closely to see if he could hear it again. And sure enough there it was again. It sounded like it was coming from down stairs, where Farfarello's cell was. Omi swallowed and stood up slowly, he wanted to make sure that the door leading up here was locked as well, just incase the madman did brake out.

Omi was just about to lock the door when it burst open knocking him back onto the floor. Omi shook his head a little bit and looked up. He froze in place when he saw Farfarello standing there with one of his knives.

"Kitty want to play?" The Irishman asked as he stepped forward licking his knife. Omi started to back away from him. He flinched when he felt his back hit the wall. He started shaking as Farfarello got closer and closer to him.

"Here kitty, kitty, kitty. Come and play." Farfarello said bending down when he reached Omi. Farfarello smirked when he saw the fear in Omi's eyes as he brought the knife up to the teen's cheek. With one swift motion he brought the knife down leaving a clean cut on Omi's cheek.

That did it for Omi. He pushed Farfarello away and stood up as fast as he could and ran to the door. He screamed when he felt the madman tackle him form behind.

"Bad kitty, I want to play." Farfarello said bringing his knife down once more. This time onto Omi's back slicing though the shirt. Omi struggled under the madman's grasp, but it did little good.

"This will hurt God very much." Farfarello whispered in Omi's ear. Omi's eyes went wide when he felt the cold mettle of the knife on his back once more. He shrieked when he felt it dig into his back slowly. Farfarello then slowly started to carve drawings into Omi's back.

~*~

Nagi and Schuldig stepped out of the elevator. The line at the fast food place was huge, and they were gone longer then they wanted to be. But they were sure Omi was all right. Schuldig reached out with his mind to let Omi know they were back and had just got out of the elevator. But as soon as Schuldig felt Omi's mind he fell to his knees and clutched his head. He thought up his mental blocks. He gasped for breath; once he got his breathing back under control he looked up at Nagi who had a worried exasperation on his face.

"Mein Gott! What the hell was that?!" Schuldig gasped as he stood up once again.

"What happened Schu?" Nagi asked looking up at him.

"Omi." Schuldig whispered just loud enough for Nagi to hear him. Nagi's eyes went wide and they both ran down the hallway to the apartment. Nagi opened the door with his powers so Schuldig wouldn't have to dig out the key. Schuldig thought he was prepared for the worse, but he was wrong.

When the entered the house, the living room was covered in splats of blood. The couch was socked, and so wasn't the rug. Nagi dropped the bag of food he was carrying. There was a trail of blood leading form the living room. Schuldig and Nagi fallowed it, Nagi's heart jumped into his throat when he saw the blood led to the door leading down to Farfarello's cell.

Schuldig and Nagi ran down the stairs and into Farfarello's room. What they saw made there blood run cold. Farfarello was standing in the room looking at Omi, who was hanging upside down from the ceiling where Crawford usually ties Farfarello up. The madman looked at the two new comers and smirked.

"What are you doing?!" Schuldig yelled.

"Hurting God. Hurting little kittens hurts god." Farfarello said as he brought his knife to Omi's arm once more and trailed it down giving him a new cut. Nagi couldn't take it any more, he used his powers and through Farfarello into the wall and held him there as Schuldig got Omi down.

"Nagi let him go. We'll let Crawford deal with him latter. Right now Omi needs to be cleaned up." Nagi hesitated for a moment before he let the Irishman fall the floor then turned to fallow Schuldig out of the room.

TBC>>

Ok what did you think of that chapter? I hope every one knows now why Omi is afraid of thunderstorms ^_^ and I am warning every one now. I don't know if this will become a yaoi story or not. It might, it might not. When I figure that out I will let you know. But for now, please R&R