Kidnapped

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Chapter 2


Darkness. That\'s what Nagi awakened to. He groaned softly and tried to
sit. But his head struck the top.

\"What the hell. . .\" The boy frantically clawed at the top. His
stomach lurched as he swallowed down the rising bile. Oh
God no. He hates small confined spaces. He screamed and beat
against the top of the metal box. His breathing became heavy. He
felt sweat trickle down his face as hysteria rose inside him.

Memories of him being locked in a small, dark room flashed in his
panic stricken mind. The darkness was all consuming like being
swallowed up by some great beast. He had to get out of there. He
guessed that his fingers must be bleeding by now.

Suddenly he felt hands grab him by the arms, and he released a
bloodcurdling scream. His mind filled with terror as he fought
against the thing.

Nagi was so filled with fear that he couldn\'t hear Omi trying to
calm him down.

\"Dammit, where is it?\" He rummaged through his pockets looking
For . . . He found it. The lighter he took from Yohji. Omi flicked the
lighter once, twice and on the third time the flame barely glowed in
the all consuming dark. But it was enough for Nagi\'s fragile mind to
cling to. He huddled close to the flame as though it was a
lifeline.

\"Are you all right Nagi?\" Omi asked.

Nagi took a couple of deep breaths and let his raging fear seep
away. For the first time since he awakened struck with fear, he
remembered that Omi was with him.

\"Hai. I\'m fine now. How did you know it was me?\"

\"I had woke up a few minutes before they tossed us in here and I
saw you.\"

\"I see.\" The telekinetic looked around. \"Where are we?\"

\"It\'s some sort of cell that\'s made into the floor,\" said Omi. He
struck the top of the box with his open palm.

\"I\'m sorry about my outburst.\" The young boy stared into the dancing
flame. \"I just don\'t like small, dark rooms.\" He scooted closer to the
older boy.

Omi hesitated for a moment and then put his arm around the younger
boy\'s slim shoulders. Nagi shivered beneath Omi\'s arm tensing up.
Realizing that the other boy is only trying to comfort him. Nagi relaxes
and rest his head against the older boy\'s shoulder blade. He sighed
and continued to watch the dancing flame.

\"So, you don\'t like the dark.\" Omi began to massage the back of
Nagi\'s neck. He swore he heard the telekinetic purr. \"Do you
sleep with a nit lit?\" He snickered.

And Omi regretted it the moment the words left his mouth. \"Ouch!\"
The blond boy was rewarded with a fist to the side of the ribs.

\"It\'s not the dark. It\'s just this. . .\" Nagi didn\'t quite know how to
say it so he blurted out how he felt. \"It\'s this pitch black. There\'s
no light coming in from anywhere, not even through the cracks.\"

\"I think I understand.\" Omi rested his cheek against the younger
boy\'s head. \"I take it you\'re claustrophobic.\"

\"Yeah.\" Nagi wrapped his arms around the other\'s waist. \"The
orphanage I grew up in wasn\'t a nice place. I was eight years old
when my power manifested. Tables, chairs, books, whatever
would fly across the room or just hang in the air. And it always
happened when I walked into a room. So, I was punished for being
a wicked child. They would call me a monster or a demon. The
other children would beat me up on a daily bases. Then they
would lock me in the cell.\"

\"The cell?\"

\"Yes, It was a room in the basement that was about an inch or two
bigger than a dumbwaiter lift.\" Nagi tightened his hold around the
older boy. Omi felt a tremor run through the boy\'s slender body.

\"No matter how hard I tried to please them. They would always beat
me and lock me in the dark, cramp room. I couldn\'t understand why
they hated me. I never asked to have this power.\"

\"Nagi what\'s wrong?\"

The telekinetic trembled and began to sob against Omi\'s chest.

\"All I wanted was to be a normal child just like everyone else.\"

\"Nagi. . .\"

\"I\'m sorry. I always get this way when I remember those dark
times.\" He buried his wet face against the other\'s neck.

Omi stroked the boy\'s back soothing him. \"It\'s okay. I\'m here. You
don\'t have to be afraid.\" He kissed the temple of the boy\'s head.

The teen stared up at Omi with soft, innocent eyes. Omi leaned
forward and pressed his lips against Nagi\'s. The young telekinetic
shivered as he opened his mouth to allow the other boy\'s tongue to
explore the sweetness of his untouched mouth. He felt
a jolt like electricity dance up his spine. Omi jerked away from the boy
and stared into his face. Nagi opened his eyes.

Omi gasped as he saw the longing in the younger boy\'s eyes. Shit,
he looked so beautiful staring up at him with those soft, midnight
blue eyes. Omi felt his groin become hard. He cleared his throat
and turned back to stare at the flame.

\"Nagi, I don\'t want you to freak out, but I\'m going to have to. . .put
the light out.\"

The boy eyes widened in terror. Omi saw the raw fear in the other\'s
eyes and combed his fingers through the boy\'s hair.

\"Don\'t be afraid. I will be here with you, and I will not let you go.\" He
kissed the ex-Schwartz assassin on the cheek and smiled. \"I
promise.\" He could see the fear and tension leave the younger boy\'s
face. He even managed a weak smile.

Nagi exhaled a loud gust of breath and buried his face against Omi\'s
chest. \"I\'m ready.\"

With a flick they were swallowed by the darkness. A little whimper
escaped from Nagi, but he relaxed as Omi\'s arms tightened around
him. And he was no longer afraid.