MISERABLE LIES - Episode Two – no choice ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Title: no choice Original Author: Blues Fic Source: fanfiction.net Disclaimer: The original story does not belong to me. For I did not write it. The characters used belong to Koyasu Takehito and everyone else actually involved in their creation. The whole idea of MSTing comes from Mystery Science Theatre 3000, the greatest TV show ever with the exception of like, Ren and Stimpy. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- [The sun shines brightly on a happy, green and blue world, spinning lazily in its orbit, mindless of the plight of four young, handsome men trapped in an experimental laboratory undergoing non-consensual tests for an organization bent on destroying said happy planet. At least, that's how OMI saw it as he sat at the small table, the only set of furniture in the utilitarian kitchen of Weiss' current prison, playing cards with YOUJI. Both are dressed in the same pajamas as before] OMI: Ha! A pair of aces. I win again. YOUJI: Playing poker with only two people is no fun. OMI: You're just upset because you're losing. YOUJI: Exactly. [AYA shuffles in, looking at the other two blearily before opening the refrigerator to rummage around.] AYA: Where did you get the cards? OMI: [smiles sheepishly and looks down at the cards in his hands, which, upon further inspection, look rather large and flimsy for playing cards, and the numbers look hand-drawn.] KEN: [yelling from the bathroom] Hey! Where the hell's all the toilet paper gone? [OMI is about to respond but his words are drowned out by a female voice.] VOICE: Weiss, please make your way to room A. Weiss, please make your way to room A. [Muffled cursing is heard from the bathroom and OMI sighs.] YOUJI: Does this mean it's time for another one? OMI: I think so, Youji-kun. [OMI, YOUJI and AYA head down the hallway, a muffin scrounged from a cupboard clenched in AYA's hand. KEN comes out of the bathroom, dark circles under his eyes, and before AYA can take a bite out of his muffin KEN snatches the thing from his hand and stuffs it into his mouth. AYA glares at him.] OMI: Ken-kun, that wasn't nice. You could have gotten your own muffin. KEN: You expect me to be nice after you made me stay awake almost all night because I had a concussion? You expect me to be nice even though Schwarz has us locked God-knows-where for God-knows-how-long reading shit from the bottom of the sewer? Besides, this was the last muffin left. Dog eat dog world, man. YOUJI: Don't take your frustrations out on Aya's muffin, Kenken. KEN: Whatever. Let's go. [Door 5 - An elaborate stained glass window. It shatters and you leap out it.] [Door 4 - A door marked 'Staf Only,' with a security keypad on one side. You quickly deactivate the keypad and unlock the door.] [Door 3 - Elevator doors, splattered with blood. On second thought, you take the stairs.] [Door 2 - A back-alley building entrance. You quickly dispatch the burly guard and hurry through.] [Door 1 - The metal grate in front of the Koneko. It slides up into the ceiling.] [Dog Bone.] [The boys take their seats upon the metal chairs in the projector room. AYA is first on the right, with YOUJI next to him, KEN in the middle and OMI on the left end. The dark observation room lights up, once again revealing SCHULDIG.] SCHULDIG: Welcome back, kittens! I'm glad to see you all survived your first night. KEN: Shut up. SCHULDIG: Such a bad attitude! And here I thought you would be happy to know that I've done you all a favor. YOUJI: Really. SCHULDIG: After the last fic's rather violent reaction, there were some who thought that you four might need a ... chaperone, let's call it. I, however, was persuasive enough to convince them that you boys are mature enough to be left on your own. OMI: Gee, thanks. SCHULDIG: Oh, my pleasure. Just think- if you do end up needing a chaperone, I believe Farfarello would make the best choice to sit in there with you and keep you calm. [Weiss look at each other warily. Sharing a confined room with FARFARELLO while unarmed, and wearing pajamas, no less, was not something any of them wanted to experience.] SCHULDIG: With that pleasant thought, I leave you to enjoy the fic. [The room darkens again as the projector starts up.] AYA: We're doomed. YOUJI: Thanks, sunshine. >>AUTHORS NOTES: >>Ok this is something I wrote a long time ago. and I don't know when >>I get to finish it. but maybe you can give me ideas to how. >>Disclaiming: NOT MINE! >>This hasn't been beta-read so pardon me if there are spelling >>mistakes and bad gramma. YOUJI: Yo' momma got bad gramma! KEN: How would you know? >>English is not my native language. OMI: Why would you write in it, then? >>On with the story ^___^ KEN: -.- OMI: o.O AYA: ><; YOUJI: Don't lump me in on this. >>Omi tried to fight back, but they were just too strong. OMI: In which case, I would quickly dart them or kick them in their collective crotches and run away. KEN: What if they're girls? OMI: It'd still hurt. >>The two hooded men had jumped him and dragged him into a dark alley. >>Surprisingly they didn't beat him, they just tried to get a hold of >>him and avoid his punches, because Omi surely didn't hold the >>attacks back. He knew what they wanted, and he wasn't going to let >>them have it whithout a fight. but they were taller and stronger >>than him. And finally he was subdued. >>Omi tried to scream, but the big guy laid a hand over his mouth and >>held him, while the shorter started stripping Omi's shorts of. OMI: Uh oh. KEN: Stripping his shorts of what? Spare change? Pocket lint? OMI: It was supposed to be ‘off,' Ken-kun. KEN: Oh. Why would they be... oh. *Oh.* >>..... >>"I'm back!" Yoji yelled in his usual facion AYA: Is that French? YOUJI: How would you know? KEN: être calme, s'il vous plait. YOUJI: ...? >>as he stepped inside the shop. >>He was almost knocked over by Aya who flew KEN: He can fly?! AYA: Yes. Haven't you seen the opening credits to Kapitel? KEN: I thought you were just jumping *really* high. >>out the door, with Ken running after him. >>"What's the fuss?" the playboy asked a bit concerned. YOUJI: I'd be more than a *bit* concerned if Aya *flew* out of the shop with Ken. Because, last time I checked, Aya doesn't do *anything* with Ken. >>Ken just yelled back at him and didn't take time to stop. "It's Omi, >>he was mugged." >>"What? Where? Shall I come with you?" >>*SLAM* and the door smacked. OMI: It... smacked? That's it? No direct object? KEN: It smacked Youji in the *face*! Take *that*! YOUJI: I'll smack *you* in the face, boy. KEN: Try it, ass. >>Yoji could already hear Aya's car. And three seconds later it sped >>down the road. AYA: Thank you for the useless time descriptor. OMI: It would be more useful to tell us when the story is actually taking place. YOUJI: Obviously this is taking place in some alternate dimension, featuring people who merely look similar to us, but aren't anything like us. KEN: Whoah, freaky. >>Yoji just sat down on the sofa and didn't really know what to do. YOUJI: I could go get a beer, or watch TV, or read the newspaper, or go get a piece of action. OMI: No action on the sofa, please. YOUJI: Too late! KEN: Oh gross! I used to sit there! >>so he waited. AYA: On a related note, why is there a sofa in the shop? >>..... >>Yoji jumped up as soon as he heard the car, and he flew out the door. KEN: You too, man? >>Ken jumped out the car with Omi in his arms even before Aya came to >>a halt. AYA: That's dangerous. OMI: And how was he able to sit in the car while holding me in his arms? >>Omi was crying, but didn't seem like he had received a sound beating. OMI: Listen, ficcers. I've been beat up, tortured, and killed my own siblings. I certainly don't need my team members to rescue me from sticky situations, and I can function on my own. YOUJI: Ha. Sticky situation indeed. KEN: Real mature. >>Yoji opened the door and led the way to the sofa in the livingroom. >>"Here's a blanket, I already boiled some water." OMI: For what? KEN: Boiled water and blankets? It sounds like a home birthing. OMI: Ken-kun! Stop suggesting things like that! >>"And get the first aid box." Aya mumbled as he kneeled beside the >>crying boy, starting to remove his shirt. YOUJI: Always remember, men: whenever dealing with a victim of a traumatic crime, remove their clothes immediately. >>Omi's clothes weren't torn and his body wasn't bruiced that much. >>But he cried, and he just couldn't stop. Three hours the three >>eldest Weiss members just sat and comforted him. AYA: We're an assassin team, not a comforting squad. YOUJI: Weiss. Forget about the dark beasts. Comfort each other and cry like teenage girls. >>............... >>Omi heard a nock KEN: A *what?* OMI: A nock, you know? It's the upper fore corner of a boom sail. Or a trysail. KEN: Oh, one of *those.* >>on the door. He wasn't really up to talking right now, he wanted to >>just do as YOUJI: You and me baby ain't nothing but mammals so let's do it like they do... on... uh... KEN: What's the rest? YOUJI: I'd like to go on, but Omi's about to kill me. >>if he was sleeping, so that his friend would leave him alone. He >>hurt all over and his voice was hoars AYA: Oars? YOUJI: Whores? KEN: Hors d'oeuvres? OMI: You're so intellectual tonight, Ken-kun. YOUJI: He's having a rare smart moment. KEN: At least I *have* them. >>from crying. >>"Omi? Are you sleeping?" sounded Yoji's voice. OMI: Sounded Youji's voice? Sounded like what? KEN: The mating call of a Canadian yak. YOUJI: Obviously Ken knows how to attract the ladies. >>Omi didn't answer. >>"Omiiiii?" he said a bit louder as he sat down beside the bed. AYA: What did he sit on? A chair? The floor? A hot poker? KEN: ...ouch. >>Omi turned away as if in his sleep, while he groaned a bit. >>"wake up bishounen." The playboy YOUJI: I swear to— OMI: Don't start, Youji-kun. >>said and shook the boy's shoulder carefully. >>"mmmhhh, Yoji I am tired..." >>"sorry, I juust wanted to see you." AYA: It's called proof-reading. >>"..." >>"I just wanted to say how happy I am." KEN: [smacks YOUJI on the arm] Dude, that's not what you say to a rape victim! YOUJI: Hey, I didn't do anything! >>Yoji whispered and tried to turn Omi back towards him so that he >>could make eyecontact... >>"happy?" Omi whispered in disbelieve... "wha..." >>"I am so happy that you are right here lying in this bed, alive and >>not hurt." OMI: If I remember the story correctly, I *am* hurt. KEN: Youji's just being an ass. >>"..." >>"If they had killed you... I - I don't know what I would have done." YOUJI: I would have gone on with my life, I expect. OMI: You'd be sad and you know it. YOUJI: I suppose. After all, who would do our mission research, then? >>"Yoji." >>"Omi, if I met them I would thank them..." KEN: [smacks YOUJI again] You're going to traumatize him even further, ass! YOUJI: [smacks KEN back] You trying to start something here? >>"Thank them? For raping me and humiliating me and..." >>"Omi..." >>"you don't have any idea how humiliatig it was." >>"Omi don't..." AYA: Don't tell me about it, because I don't really care. Just roll over and let's have sex already. OMI: ... KEN: Wow, you do that pretty well, man. >>"I felt dirty, it was mortificating... KEN: It was *what?!* YOUJI: Mortificating. A cross between mortifying and mortification. You really need to expand your vocabulary. KEN: No, people just need to stop making up words. >>and it did hurt." >>"I thought you said they weren't as rough as you expected." OMI: When did I say that? YOUJI: I get the feeling we're missing entire chunks of plot line here. AYA: There is no plot line. >>"they didn't beat me much, just enough to keep me under control, >>but..." >>"... go on." >>"Yoji it hurt so much, I mean it burned, it felt like I was ripped >>appart... KEN: Extra p's for emphasis. Nice touch. >>and it felt like my soul was shredded too." >>"didn't they prepare you?" OMI: I'm not sure how much most rapists care about their victims' personal comfort. I mean, rape is usually an act of power and dominance, and the pain and torment of the victim is sort of the point. KEN: ... you talk about the most morbid stuff. YOUJI: I keep telling everyone he's not as innocent as he looks. >>Omi was taken aback. "they did... but really, it isn't very arousing >>to have a big hooded freak >>licking all over your body YOUJI: That's an insult to Big Hooded Freaks everywhere. KEN: You'd know. AYA: More importantly, how did this freak lick Omi if he was wearing a hood? Did it have a tongue hole? >>and sticking his dry fingers up your..." KEN: Up yours! Come on, haven't you ever drank 7- Up? >>"..." >>"and they kept me from screaming, the big one held me so tight, a >>hand clapped over my mouth breathing down my neck while the other >>one stripped me slowly eating me with his eyes... YOUJI: Now that, kids, is talent. Think how much food you could eat if you could eat with your eyes. KEN: It'd be totally awkward, though. You'd have to stick chopsticks in your eye or something. OMI: I would really like to do that right now. >>Yoji I felt so helpless, and I couldn't even scream for help, >>and..." >>"but they did try to make it comfortable for you..." AYA: How would Youji know? And why does it sound like he's trying to justify the rapists? YOUJI: I don't think I like the direction this is taking. KEN: Come on, Youji as a rapist? No way. YOUJI: Should I be flattered by that? >>"comfortable? Yoji they raped me! And left me tied to a downpipe >>just so that my phone was out of reach!" >>Yoji moved closer to the bed. "but they didn't flog you, YOUJI: Who flogs people these days? It's completely out of style. >>they didn't kill you afterwards... they left you with your phone - >>they knew you could get loose and left it so that you could call for >>help, they just needed time to get away... they could have used >>handcuffs and you wouldn't have been able to get loose." YOUJI: I definitely have a bad feeling about where this is all going. OMI: You and me both. KEN: I've had a bad feeling since we got here. Oh, wait, that's disgust. >>"I don't care what their intentions were - they raped me! I didn't >>just feel helpless, I..." >>"what?" YOUJI: Sorry, I wasn't listening. Could you please repeat your whining and bitching for me? >>"I felt... I feel worthless and dirty." Omi lowered his gaze in >>shame not wanting to meet his older teammates eyes. >>"Omi..." >>"I'm an assasin, and they just held my armes behind my back and >>forced me down on my knees and... the short one removed his fingers >>while the tall one moved his hand from my mouth. He rammed into me >>and the short one..." OMI: I really like how I describe these people by their height. I would think I would be struggling so hard that I wouldn't be paying attention to who was taller and which one was doing what. AYA: Maybe you secretly enjoyed it. Maybe you were really begging for more. Or maybe ‘short' and ‘tall' aren't referring to their height, but to their – OMI: Okay Aya-kun, you can stop there. YOUJI: Manhood sizes? The length of their man-poles? Their shafts o' love? OMI: ...thank you, Youji-kun. KEN: Do people really use those terms? YOUJI: Maybe one day you'll find out. OMI: The trend these fics are taking, I wouldn't be surprised. >>"...prevended you from screaming?" >>"that's a nother way of putting it... he nearly shoked me." YOUJI: Good God! An electric-- OMI: Please, Youji-kun, I am trying to retain some semblance of my dignity. YOUJI: I'm just saying, I wish I had one of those. KEN: For Christ's sake, *why?* >>"..." >>"and they just thrust into me from both sites... oh Yoji..." Omi >>threw himself into Yoji's arms sobbing. "It hurt so much and then >>they just kept on, and I cried and I cried." OMI: Instead of, you know, fighting back. I could have bitten him. YOUJI: What happened to dignity? >>"Oh Omi..." Yoji hugged Omi tightly. "Omi..." >>"and then they tryed AYA: How hard is it to spell ‘tried?' >>to make me feel good, they tried to arouse me... Yoji it was so >>disgusting..." >>"Omi, I know you feel bad right now... but think about it. You have >>met and killed bastards who tortured and slaugtherd and even a >>couple who ate their victims... OMI: I have? YOUJI: You must run in different social circles than I do. >>think about what they could have done to you..." >>Omi just sniffled and burrowed his head deaper into Yoji's chest. >>"I think... you were lucky." >>"Omi made a sound that sounded like a mixture of a snort and a sob." KEN: Why the hell would he *say* that? OMI: “Youji wondered why the hell Omi was saying sound effects.” >>"I know you say it hurt... but I would still thank those two guys if >>I met them on the street tomorrow." >>"..." >>"remember the mission with that Tohma-guy OMI: When all else fails, pull out a random Japanese name. >>and the brothel... those kids..." >>"don't mention them!" "some of them will never be able to walk again..." AYA: Because Tohma fucked them so badly they had spinal damage, apparently. KEN: You're more morbid than Omi, I swear. >>"Yoji, please!" >>"no, Omi I want you to think about this... I know you will try to >>deal with this by yourself, and just put a nice smile on your face >>and do as if nothing is bothering you..." OMI: He says that now, but if that's what I am going to do, why am I lying in bed crying? >>"Yoji" >>"and you will have nightmares and all that... but maybe you should >>try to look at the bright site for a change, YOUJI: There's a bright side to rape? >>you don't need more dark stuff to think about." OMI: That's it! I'll just forget it ever happened! I mean, my life is horrible enough without having to deal with the fact that I was brutally raped by two Big Hooded Freaks in a dark alley. >>"..." >>"you don't know what you have untill you loose it OMI: But I don't have anything. My dignity, my sanity, all gone. YOUJI: Not to mention your virginity. OMI: Thanks for reminding me, how could I have forgotten? >>- don't look at it as if it was an insident that ruined your life... KEN: Because rape totally isn't a life-changing event, you know. You can just bounce back the next day. >>look at it as something that gave you something." OMI: Gave me something? Besides the need to spend the next twenty years in therapy? >>"gave me something?" Omi said in utter disbelief. KEN: Jesus, you predicted the fic! YOUJI: Oh no, you're turning into fic-Omi! KEN: Oh God! YOUJI: We have to save him! OMI: Will you two shut up already? >>Yoji loosened his hug and lightly grabed Omi's chin to move his head >>upwards. AYA: Suddenly there was a loud snap, as Youji pulled Omi's chin up so far he broke Omi's neck! YOUJI: Damn. Well, look on the bright side. Look at death as something that gave you something. >>He looked into those shiny blue eyes. >>"it will make you stronger if you choose not to let it get you down. >>If you compare what happened with what could have happened OMI: Honestly, I can't think of anything worse than rape. AYA: How about being forced to eat your own fingers before being disemboweled and then raped with a pineapple? KEN: ... Jesus fucking Christ. YOUJI: Please refrain from ever saying anything like that ever again. >>I am sure you will agree those guyes were very gentle..." >>"ehm..." >>"they even wanted you to enjoy it. - I have seen molested children, >>and captors who like to hear their victims scream for mercy... you >>wont even have a single visible scar. YOUJI: Right. Because all that matters about a traumatic situation is whether or not it will leave a physical scar. How very shallow. >>This will only bring you down if you let it..." >>Omi looked at his friend and shed a tear. KEN: Shed tears, human skull. YOUJI: ...what? KEN: I don't know, I just read it somewhere. OMI: Wait. How does one ‘shed a tear?' Usually when someone cries, there isn't just one dramatic tear drop. >>"Yoji-kun..." >>Yoji offered the little blond a smile "Omi..." And he kissed the boys KEN: Just how many boys is Youji kissing here? >> forhead and drew him into a last hug before he left. >>"Think about it, and try to get some sleep." >>"good night Yoji, I... thank you... I think." KEN: Don't thank him, he's an ass. AYA: Besides, he raped you. YOUJI: Really? I did? I thought it was a big hooded freak. AYA: No, it was you. You gave it away with all your false comfort. YOUJI: Whoops. My bad. >>"good night." And Yoji gave him a nother loving smile and closed the >>door. >>..... >>Yoji looked at Ken. They were both sitting in the sofa, with Omi >>lying between them. >>Omi's feet were in Ken's lap and his head was resting on Yoji's >>thigh. The little boy was mumbling in his sleep silently. OMI: ‘little boy?' Does the author not realize that I am seventeen? I really don't appreciate being called a *little boy.* AYA: People don't mumble silently. The very act of mumbling automatically implies sound of some sort. After all, you wouldn't say he ‘talked silently.' YOUJI: Hey, apparently I'm a rapist. So we have more to worry about than misuse of verbs. >>Yoji and Ken exchanged glances and drew in their breath, they looked >>down at the slumbering youth. They both had the same thoughts and >>they knew it - and they were both getting a hard on. KEN: Whaaaaat?! I would never- that's not- no way- YOUJI: Looks like we're in this together. OMI: Ignoring all of that, I'd like to say that I'm not seven, or five, or however old this ficcer seems to think I am. It's really getting annoying. >>Omi's feet were moving slightly as the boy turned a bit in his >>dreams, and they touched Ken... a very sensitive place. YOUJI: The back of Ken's neck? Omi's really flexible. AYA: And how would you happen to know about that? OMI: Really? KEN: Leave me out of all of this! >>Ken closed his eyes and bit his lip. >>Yoji was having his problems too, Omi's lips had parted a bit and he >>was resting his head on Yoji's leg only two inches away from the >>playboy's other head. AYA: Can't you just come out and say what you mean? OMI: And honestly, why would I ever lay with my head on Youji's crotch? That was a hypothetical question, thank you. >>Yoji's fantasies were running wild, as he looked down at the >>sleeping boy picturing in his mind what Omi's warm moist mouth felt >>like. KEN: Warm and moist, I suppose. AYA: Your powers of deduction are astounding. >>Suddenly Omi yawned and turned around now facing the telly. AYA: Even if ‘telly' was a proper term, it is still inappropriate to use it the body text of fiction like this. In dialogue, fine. But in descriptive text, no. KEN: You're worse than a grammar teacher. >>In the process he lightly kicked Ken and the brunette had to bite >>his lip even harder to prevent himself from releasing a loud moan. YOUJI: Kicking really turns Ken on. It's why he played soccer. KEN: Shut up, Youji. YOUJI: He also likes it rough. KEN: ... YOUJI: See? >>Omi woke, and blinked his sleepy eyes before taking a look around. >>Yoji and Ken looked at each other with fear. OMI: Because I'm absolutely terrifying when I wake up. YOUJI: You strike fear into my delicate heart. >>"mmmmhh. what time is it?" Omi asked and looked grogily. >>"half past twelve. better get to bed if you have the opening shift >>tomorrow." KEN: Because that makes a shitload of sense. Wake up, Omi, it's time to go to sleep. >>Yoji said and tried to sound relaxed. YOUJI: Trust me, kids, it'd take a lot more than Omi lying on me moaning to make me nervous. OMI: Are you trying to imply something? KEN: Fight, fight! >>"guess you're right." Omi said and rolled off the sofa. >>"Aren't you going to bed soon too Ken-kun. KEN: Was that a question. AYA: Couldn't you tell. KEN: No, I'm afraid not? >>You are on the morning shift too." Omi yawned as he walked towards >>the stairs. YOUJI: Twitching his ass seductively as he went, and sending Ken a final glance, filled with longing and muted passion, over his shoulder. KEN: What the fuck. OMI: We don't need pornographic fanfiction. We have Youji-kun. YOUJI: At least I'm not being gross like Aya. >>"In a minute." >>. KEN: Cue random punctuation... now. >>Yoji and Ken let go of their breath OMI: Good to see that Youji and Ken have a collective breathing system going on. YOUJI: It makes life a lot easier, trust me. >>and fell back in the sofa. AYA: So far in that they— OMI: Aya-kun. Please. KEN: ...I kind of want to hear what he was going to say. >>"He didn't notice." Ken whispered in utter relief. KEN: I could use some utter relief. >>"Thank God." Yoji mumbled and shifted uncomfortbly. >>"We can't go on like this. I think Aya is also getting suspicious." AYA: The first accurate statement in days. OMI: Except he said ‘also.' Who is the other suspicious person? Certainly it's not me. YOUJI: Yeah. You totally didn't notice that I was getting a hard-on while you were nuzzling my crotch. KEN: He's a bit dense. OMI: Hey... >>"No, don't be ridiculous, if he knew we were the ones who raped Omi >>we wouldn't be alive Ken." >>"I think he is also in love with Omi." OMI: Everyone's in love with me? YOUJI: You wish. It's me that everyone lusts after. KEN: Whatever. >>"SHHHH what if Omi heard you? . are you sure? Isn't he just acting different because he thinks we are acting strange?" KEN: I am so confused. AYA: That's normal. >>"don't you see it? He is always trying to get the shifts Omi are on. >>it's the first time in two weeks I am on his shift." >>"do you really think he is in love with Omi?" Yoji said uncertanly. YOUJI: Why am I asking Ken about love? I think I'm a little more knowledgeable in that area. KEN: I actually agree with you this time. YOUJI: I should be flattered. >>"Positive. don't you recognice all the small signs?" AYA: It's called a spellchecker. Use it. Also, edit. >>"Now you mention it. OMI: I think you're missing a word or two there, fic. YOUJI: This fic is missing more than just a word, trust me. >>do you think. we could, you know, get him on our side?" OMI: Of course I'll take the side of the rapists! I'm understanding like that. >>"NO Yoji, we are not telling him. He will never understand." AYA: What's so hard to understand? Youji's so horny over Omi he had to rape him, and Ken's just along for the fun because he doesn't ever get any sex. YOUJI : It's so hard being me. >>"are you suggesting we 'compete' with him and just hope Omi will >>choose us." OMI: Questions have question marks. KEN: Oh really. >>"We can't make this a competition Yoji. we have to give Omi some >>time. We can't hurt him like the last time." YOUJI: Nah, let's just rape him again. OMI: Thanks, Youji-kun. >>"We didn't hurt him... that much. I still think he enjoyed it." YOUJI: Because rape victims always enjoy it. That's what the word ‘victim' really means. >>". he really was very sad, but he got over it pretty fast... didn't >>he?" OMI: Plenty of valium does wonders. >>"He liked it. he thought it was exciting. YOUJI: Gosh, I hope I get raped again today! It was really fun and exciting last time! I hope there are three rapists next time! >>it was just a bit too much of a shock I think." YOUJI: Especially because of the electric- OMI: *Youji-kun!* YOUJI: What, Aya gets to say dirty things and I don't? >>"Maybe you're right." >>... >>"I think we'd better get started soon or Aya will steal him away >>from us. He is still young and can be manipulated. OMI: I see no basis for that statement. Ken-kun's not that much older than I am, and I really don't think I'm easily manipulated... AYA: You work for Kritiker out of a passion for volunteering, then? >>We can't let Aya get to him first." >>"but we have to plan it. we can't just go to him and tell him we >>love him. I don't think he would be able to handle that." KEN: Why the hell not? I swear to God, life would be so much easier for these people if they'd just tell each other they're in love and get on with it. YOUJI: But that wouldn't make for a good, angst-filled piece of fiction, would it? KEN: Exactly my point. >>Ken mumbled and looked towards the stairs to the bedrooms. OMI: This fic seems to assume we all live together in one strangely- organized house. We actually have separate apartments, you know. >>. >>"What if it's too soon? What if he doesn't want us?" OMI: I'll tell you to fuck off, then, and the story can be over. YOUJI: Wherever did you learn such foul language from, Omi-chan? OMI: As we discovered in the last fic, I learned it from you. And if you ever call me ‘Omi-chan' again, I'll rip your tongue out. >>"seriously Ken, I don't know. I just don't want to think about it. >>But why should he say no? we are his best friends and we just want >>to make him happy." AYA: And we raped him. Doesn't that count for some sort of bonus favor? YOUJI: Obviously, Omi's got some interesting sexual tastes. >>"Maybe being raped by two hooded men isn't exactly what Omi wants!" >>Ken whispered. OMI: I certainly don't know why not- who doesn't want to be raped by two hooded men? KEN: Uh... me? >>"we didn't rape him, we made love to him. and he came too!" >>"yeah he did, but the crying." YOUJI: I'm really getting tired of this ‘it was rape but he liked it!' attitude. People don't like rape. Raping someone is not making love to them. Rape is an act of violence, and destroys people's lives. >>"I talked to him and I am pretty sure he wasn't hurt. not so much he >>can't heal." >>"And we can heal him. We can make him happy!" AYA: No, only I can make him happy. Only I have the magical Healing Cock (tm). KEN: The magical Healing Cock! On sale now for $9.95 at participating retailers, only while supplies last. Offer valid with only one purchase. AYA: I bought the last one in stock. YOUJI: Damnit! How are we supposed to get Omi now? >>"that's right, we just have to tell him how we feel. before Aya >>beats us to it." >>They both jumped when they heard a car pulling in to the shops >>garage. AYA: The shop doesn't have a garage. OMI: This fic has a lot more to worry about than non-existent settings. >>"He's back from visiting Aya-chan." >>"let's hurry up to bed before he comes in." OMI: They're going to bed... together? >>"right." KEN: No we're not. No, no no. YOUJI: You can deny it all you want, honey, but Omi's discovered our little secret. [YOUJI does an exaggerated, fake stretch and drapes one of his arms over KEN's shoulders. KEN quickly knocks it away from him.] Now, what say we express our love for each other by gang raping Omi? OMI: I'll castrate you both before you get within a foot of me. >>..... >>Aya creecked KEN: Creeeeeeck. Creeeeeck. YOUJI: It's not a verb, it's the sound crickets make. >>the door open to Omi's room and threw a KEN: Hand grenade? AYA: Rabid, man-eating squirrel? YOUJI: A single rose. OMI: You're so gallant, Youji-kun. >>glance inside. Omi was fast asleep and looked so cute tangled in his >>sheets. OMI: I hope I accidentally get my sheets tangled around my neck and strangle myself in my sleep. YOUJI: You'd be better off sticking yourself with one of your darts. KEN: We'll say it was an accident. No one will ever know. >>He closed the door silently and walked to his own room. >>What was he going to do? It was driving him nuts that Omi was right >>there in front of him. but he couldn't touch him. >>And walking up and down with Yoji and Ken didn't help a bit. AYA: When was I walking up and down with them? Where were we going? KEN: Hell. SCHULDIG: [appearing once again in the observation room] Sorry Siberian, you're already there. KEN: You don't have to tell me. >>They were obviously also trying to get Omi's attention. >>Tbc. >>Well what happens next. I am planning on letting Ken and Yoji tri to >>tell Omi. who of course wont be happy. they will try to "make love" >>to him again saying he will like it. and Aya will enter. OMI: Fascinating. Another rape, this time with Aya watching. SCHULDIG: Our little Abyssinian is quite a voyeur! [SCHULDIG smirks at AYA. AYA glares back. OMI sighs.] >>But if you have other ideas or ideas on how to get on from that >>point then please tell me ^___^ OMI: Stop now, please. YOUJI: Actually, it's too late. SCHULDIG: Far too late for you poor souls. But enough of the depressing talk; what did you think? OMI: The trivialized rape and acting as if I enjoyed it was sickening. People don't feel like that. And the idea that one member of Weiss would rape another is completely outrageous. The entire story made us so out of character, it wasn't that hard to handle. It was like reading a bad, plotless story about four people we've never met. AYA: We work together. We kill together. We wouldn't rape one another. KEN: No matter how hot or horny we are. Really, turning on one another is a recipe for a swift death. YOUJI: Why, did you write this one yourself? Looking for flattery for your literary prowess? SCHULDIG: Alas, I didn't. Rest assured, you may get to read one of my own creations once you're all ready for something a little more… hardcore. KEN: Oh my God. SCHULDIG: That's right, pray for your sanity! The fun is only beginning. [The room goes dark again and the Weiss men are left alone. The door to their cell is magically unlocked and swings silently open.] KEN: I'm going to bed. OMI: But Ken-kun, we just woke up! KEN: I don't care. And if any of you even think about touching me in my sleep, I'll murder you barehanded. YOUJI: Well, there go my plans for the morning. OMI: I guess it's back to cards for us, Youji-kun. [The scene fades as the men file out of the room, discussing their various plans for the day, except for KEN, who is completely set upon going to bed.] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Will Weiss be able to find more toilet paper? Will Youji ever best Omi at cards? Will they need a chaperone?! Stay tuned for the next riveting episode of Miserable Lies! ---------------------------------------------------------------------- AFTER TALK: Here we are at the conclusion of the riveting second episode of Miserable Lies. Long time, no see. Hey, I've been busy. Or lazy. Take your pick. I've tried to keep the formatting and arrangement as similar to the first one as possible, but there are incongruities as the first was created with a different word processing software than the second. And I can't really remember how I did the first, so whatever. Let me just say that this fic was a bitch to work on. While I'm somewhat sure that it's shorter than the first, the formatting drove me nuts. Random punctuation, spaces, and ellipses of doom plagued me at each laboring step of the way. Please remain standing as I wax dramatic. Or not. In reality, I was just dying to MST an Omi rapefic for this episode, and was willing to settle on whatever I could get permission to do. Yes, just reaffirming that I do indeed email the authors for these. No response for nine months is counted as permission. Also, I would like to say thanks to the LiveJournal known as weiss_badfics, for archiving all of the crap crackers floating around the Weiss fandom, a useful reference for those of us looking for fics to MST. As usual, any comments, flames, hate mail, or the like can be sent via the email address listed on the site. We (I) take recommendations! ---------------------------------------------------------------------- STINGER >>"Maybe being raped by two hooded men isn't exactly what Omi wants!" >>Ken whispered. ----------------------------------------------------------------------