Gone forever

Disclaimer: I do not own weiss.


Gone forever
By Yami Kitsune
Omi's POV

I sit at my computer typing. I'm looking up new information about the new mission. Everyone else is in bed, no one wanted to stay up and help with this. Kritiker gave us very little information to go on. We just got back from a mission that failed, so I'm trying to find any information that I may have missed. I'm tired, I wish I could go to sleep, but I have GOT to find that missing bit of information. There has to be something.

As I shift in my seat trying to get more comfy, I realize that that was a mistake when I feel a sharp pain in my side. I haven't even had a chance to change my mission clothes, or bandage the wound I got because we ran into Schwarz...Ken somehow got stuck fighting Nagi tonight, which left me with that crazy Irishman. The cut didn't look deep when I checked it before, but it's really starting to hurt now. My shirt feels wet too. I must be bleeding more then I thought I was.

I continue to stare at the computer, knowing I should go clean out my wound then come back to this. It takes me another five minutes to pry myself away from the computer. I head to my room and get a change of clothes before heading to the bathroom. I close the door and lock it. The others didn't notice I was wounded, not a big surprise there, they hardly ever do. I have more scars on my body then they probably even know. Even Ken, he's my best friend, and I tell him everything. Well, almost everything. We can stay up late talking about nothing at all. The other night we stayed up talking about soccer. I don't like soccer very much, but Ken-kun makes it sound so interesting that I almost want to try playing with him some time. But I know I'd never win.

After I strip my shirt off I look in the mirror and wince. The cut looks worce in the light then it did when I checked it after the mission. I look at my shirt, the whole right side of it is covered in blood, and even my pants too. Wow, who would have known someone can bleed so much? I go through the first aid kit and get the bandages I need. I hope I don't need stiches, I'd hate to worry my teammates if I had to go to the hospital.

I do a quick bandage job and wash the blood off of me before heading back down to my computer to finish what I had started three hours ago when we got home.

~*~

I walk into the shop the next morning, dead tired, because Yohji was lazy and didn't want to trade shifts with me so I could get some sleep. I've messed up three orders today, and I can tell Aya-kun is getting annoyed with me. I offer to do deliveries, so he doesn't have to, and also to get me out of the shop so he'll stop glaring at me. Aya has been glaring at me a lot more lately, and I wonder what I did wrong? What did I do to upset him so much? I know I'm a born Takatori, but that's no reason to hate someone so much...is it? I load the deliveries onto the scooter before taking off.

My mind started wandering, thinking about random things. I don't even know what I was thinking about, Weiss, what it would be like to not be an assassin, Ken-kun, thinking about how it was when it was just me and him. Aya-kun, I know he doesn't really hate me. He just makes it seem like he doesn't want me around much, like I've done something to upset him, Yohji-kun. I still don't know much about, he is always just kind of...there. Exept when he's out clubbing. Then there's Nagi-kun, member of Schwarz, yes, but he is still my friend. We both have our night life, but that's not us, at night, we're different people. At night, we're enemies. During the day, we're good friends. You would never think that someone who hates the world as much as Nagi-kun does, could be so nice. He always seems depressed, but he's changed since me and him started hanging out. Ken-kun is the only one who knows I talk to Nagi, he doesn't like it, but he's not going to stop me from having friends.

I continued to let my mind wander. I never even noticed the car that ran the red light, until it hit the back end of my scooter. I started spinning, right into oncoming traffic. Another car hits the side of my scooter sending me, and the scooter flying. I roll along the pavement and just lay there. I can feel the wound in my side that had been starting to heal rip open more. My body is numb with pain and I just lay there. I hear people yelling, a crowd is gathering around me. My eyes are closed, I don't want to open them, I was to tired this morning to begin with and I feel unconsciousness taking over. I welcome it with open arms. The last thing I hear is someone - no, two someones - calling my name. No, let me sleep, I'm tired. Let me sleep for now, I'll wake up in the hospital and I'll be fine.

"Omi!!"

....who keeps calling me? I crack open my eyes. I see two people standing over me. Nagi? And...wait Ken-kun too? Why is Ken-kun here with Nagi? Oh well, I'll ask them when I wake up. I close my eyes again. Slowly falling alseep. But this sleep was different, I recognize it from some time ago, when Ken said I had almost died. Am I dying? I almost laugh at this. I can escape death in my life as an assassin, and end up dying as a normal person? That is to good to be true. If I die now, I won't have to be Weiss any more, I can die a normal death...or as close to normal as I'm ever going to get.
(End POV)

"Omi! No, don't go to sleep! Omi wake up! Wake up Omi!!" Ken yelled lifting Omi up gently, despite what people around him were saying. Ken didn't care if he wasn't supposed to move him or not. Omi's arm was bent in an awkward direction, and Ken could see the bones sticking out of Omi's leg from where the car crashed into the side of the scooter, crushing Omi's leg.

Nagi stood on the other side of Omi, he was looking at the blonde boy. He slowly looked down at the blood that was pooling around Omi.

"Damn you Omi! Don't you DARE die like this!" Nagi knelt down and checked Omi's pulse. He looked at Ken, then back at Omi. Nagi knew he didn't have to say it, he knew Ken knew already. Omi had stopped breathing, and his heart was slowing to a stop. The paramedics got there and had to pry Ken away from Omi, while a few of them tended to Ken, keeping him calm, Nagi slipped back into the crowd. He wanted to stay, but Schuldig was calling him home. As he walked away, tears formed in his eyes as he listened to Ken's screams that could be heard three blocks away. Nagi wasn't upset that he was being called home, He didn't want to stay there and have the paramedics conferm what he already knew. Besides, he would probably see it on the news that night anyway. And then he would be able to go lock himself in his room and just hide.

What was going to happen to Weiss now that their youngest member was gone? How would the other two react to his death? Questions only time would tell.

The end

Short little one shot. Sorry people. I don't know if I'm going to continue this or not. I don't know if I want to. It was just something random that popped into my head and I decided to write it before it ran out again.