Chocolate brown hair met his fingertips as the blond boy tossed his head back, hands digging into that soft hair. The brunet entered him softly, and Omi could feel no pain at all. They kissed aggressively as they found a fast rhythm, the brunet pumping in and out of him again and again, making the hacker scream in pleasure. And just as he was on the edge....
...Omi woke up. The blond shot up from his pillow, his legs tangled in the blankets. This happened almost every day now. The same erotic dream of that beautiful boy, who always caused him to wake up sweaty and aroused. Omi ran a hand through his sweaty bangs, sighing. Who was this boy?
Across the city of Tokyo, a shadow looked out at the slumbering city.
"You shall be mine, Bombay."
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Omi sat in the deserted field, which was where he hid every day that he wasn't working. There were cherry blossoms that flew around him, and the sweet smell made him smile. The boy leaned back and sighed, glad that there were no screaming school girls this morning. He was alone, with nothing but his thoughts occupying him. Though he wondered if he wanted the thoughts to be there. All he could see was that tousled brown hair, and beautiful face. Those delicate hands, with long fingers. Those passionate eyes, which had a burning light of lust and love swelling together when the boy looked at him.
Omi groaned and rolled over, burying his face in the grass. He needed to stop thinking about him. They had had a mission the other day, and because he was day dreaming he had missed the target. Youji and Ken let it slide by, and Aya ignored it.
But it still bothered him that this dream boy had such a power over him. And he wondered whether the love that encompassed his entire being every time he even had a small thought about the boy was good or bad.
Either way, he knew this boy was important, and that one day they would meet.
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Nagi sat watching the blond, smiling as the boy groaned and rolled over. There was a look of loneliness on the boy's cherubic face, and the brunet used his powers to lift the fallen cherry blossoms, and make them fly around the blond.
//I've done this before// he thought sadly //For Tot. But this feels different. It wasn't the childish affection I thought I had for her, this is something much more important. This is....//
He watched as Omi looked up in surprise, and then jumped up, laughing and spinning around. Nagi let a small chuckle escape. The boy seemed to be so innocent. The brunet promised himself that someday he could laugh with the boy, and that adorable smile would be for him.
The boy swiftly left his hiding spot and exited the field. But he kept the cherry blossoms floating, and could still hear that musical laughing in his head.
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The velvet blanket of black lying behind the dazzling white stains of stars soothed the brunet. He let out a sigh, leaning back against the roof. Tot. The thought of the little girl made him sigh again. She was so innocent, that was what interested him. So weak and naive, he had felt the urge to protect her, to let her hold onto that innocence, like he never could. It wasn't love, but closer to envy. He tried to protect her from the life he had lived, one of rejection and loneliness. But he had failed, and after the final scene with Schrieint, she had disappeared.
Omi was different. Nagi ofcourse wanted to protect the blond, but Omi knew what having a horrible childhood was like. No one who cared about you, a life of being unwanted. Omi understood what it was like. And that made Nagi feel that he could confine in the boy, and the blond would understand. He also knew the blond could hold him and let him cry and sob and scream out his demons. That's what made Nagi love him so much. And he was willing to do anything to achieve the blond's love.
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Haunted grayish green eyes captured his, keeping him in place.
"You will be mine."
Omi shot up, panting. Not again. He couldn't take it. This boy, whom he couldn't remember, was driving him insane. He needed to see this brunet so badly! Omi felt connected to him, and in love with him. They hadn't even spoken in real life, this boy might not even be real, but Omi's heart lied in his hands. The blond knew this boy was real. And he was willing to do anything to achieve the brunet's love.
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As the moon shone palely on the large mass of black, Nagi sighed. The moon was always so dark, and alone. It never was able to see the sun, and never had much light to it. It seemed so lonely, stuck forever in a sea of black, and the occasional white.
Nagi wondered if he would always be like the moon.
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As the black blanket was illuminated with orange, scarlet, pink, and gold, Omi lounged on the bench in front of the flower shop, watching the rising ball of fire take the moon's place in the sky. He sighed. Such a beautiful scene, yet it seemed so lonely. The sun was always alone in the sky, always by itself. It must be forlorn, always kept away from the moon, so it had no company, always forced to appear happy and cheerful despite it's isolation.
He wondered if he would always be like the sun.
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Omi grinned at the girl and handed her the large bouquet she had ordered, and then slipped the money into the cash register. He pushed the drawer closed and sighed, looking around at the now empty flower shop. The shop seemed so silent without the usual screams, and the blond felt a tinge of sadness. He rested his chin on his hand and skimmed over the store. When he looked back down at the table, there was a rose there. He jumped a bit in surprise, but picked it up. The rose was pure white, but the tips of the petals were black, giving it a tint of angst to the innocent flower. There was a little note attached to it. The hacker plucked it from the stem and opened it.

One so beautiful shouldn't look so lonely.

Omi gasped and looked around for who had put it there. He saw no one, but his eyes still softened. The blond's mind imagined the brunet leaving it there from him and hiding before he was spotted. He blushed, and smiled.
"One so kind shouldn't hide their beauty,"he whispered, hoping that maybe whoever had left this was still hiding nearby. And even though the hacker didn't know it, a brunet in hiding blushed crimson as he heard those sweet words.
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Omi hummed to himself as he put the rose in a vase, making sure it had plenty of water to keep it alive for as long as possible. Once it was in the water filled glass, he stared at it for a while, daydreaming of who might have sent it. But a frown stained his cherubic face when the thought that it wasn't his secret love that had sent it.
He hoped with all his might that it was the mysterious brunet though.
Each day, to his delight, another rose was sent, with little notes that always stained Omi's cheeks pink. Soon he had a dozen roses, each a different color, each one having a different meaning to Omi.
The rest of Weiss had no clue of what the flowers meant to Omi, they just figured it was from some screaming fan girl. But the hacker knew better. It was from someone who put much thought into what they wrote, and why they picked that specific color of the rose. A normal girl would probably buy a thousand red roses and personally give them to the blond. This was someone who cared too much to just settle for that. It meant more to them. And that's why Omi's heart soared every time he received a new one.
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The sun tiredly set at dusk, taking down the bright cover of light, and letting the blanket of night come to rest over Japan. Omi was in the closed flower shop, pacing back and forth. He hadn't received a flower today. The blond gave an irritated sigh and stopped his pacing, looking down.
Maybe he had been wrong about it all. Maybe it was really Youji writing the notes and sending flowers, hoping to get him to go out more. He did know how to charm women, so maybe he knew how to charm men too.....
No. Not even Youji would do something like this. It wasn't possible. It had to be somebody he knew.
The boy gave an agitated sigh again and trudged upstairs, walking towards his bedroom. He grasped the doorknob and pushed open the door silently. But when the hacker looked up, the silence was broken by his gasp. There, lying on his bed, was the brunet. He wore a familiar dark, plain blue outfit, and had a black rose in his hand. Omi stared at him a few moments, before something clicked.
Schwartz. The telekinetic. Naoe Nagi.
All this time he had been dreaming of one of his worst enemies, one that had killed Ouka, and almost killed him as well. The boy who slammed him ruthlessly into a pillar over and over again. Who had tried to sacrifice Aya-chan and Sakura.
And yet, to Omi's surprise, he didn't care. All that mattered was that he was here.
Nagi watched as Omi slowly remembered him, and held his breath. Would his angel reject him? Try to kill him?
Omi slowly closed his eyes, and then, after reassuring himself, opened them. Those cerulean orbs swirled like a whirlpool, love, surprise, lust, so many emotions mixing together. He raised a hand, as if telling Nagi to take it. The brunet blinked in surprise, before closing his eyes. He raised one hand and the door slammed shut and locked. Nagi then used his powers to lift Omi up, who gasped again and squirmed around in fear. But then Omi was pulled towards Nagi, and settled on the bed.
Nagi then took the blond's hand.
Omi's heart raced as the brunet set the rose down on his nightstand. The brunet sat up so he could look directly at the hacker. Then, his other long fingered hand tangled in Omi's hair, and he pulled the blond to him. Their lips met, and they shared a small, soft kiss. Nagi broke away, catching his eyes with his.
"Omi...I...I love you...."
The blond's face softened, and he closed his eyes.
"Finally," was all he whispered, before catching the boy's lips again. Nagi let his tongue slide out to lick Omi's lips. The hacker gasped, and Nagi's tongue darted into the boy's warm mouth. Their tongues danced together and sparred, claiming each others mouth. They eventually parted for air, panting. Nagi slowly maneuvered Omi onto his back, and pressed his body against the blond's. He then captured those rosy lips again, their tongues sliding out and meeting again. Omi's arms wrapped around Nagi's neck, and he pulled the brunet closer to him. A warmth started to build between his legs, and he could feel himself hardening. He could already feel Nagi's erection pressing against him, demanding. The blond moaned into the brunet's mouth, and let his hands roam down the boy's body.
Nagi slowly reached down and started to raise Omi's shirt. He broke the kiss.
"Is this okay?" he asked seriously, and Omi nodded.
"Do anything you want, Nagi,"Omi whispered, smiling softly at him. The brunet's eyes softened, and he raised the shirt up and bared Omi's chest. The shirt was then tossed out. Nagi sat up slightly, feasting his eyes on the hacker's milky chest. His hand reached up to run over that skin, while he straddled the blond's hips. Nagi could feel boy's hardness under him, and teasingly ground against it. Omi moaned and dug his fingers into the sheets. Everywhere those long digits touched burned. He bit his lip to keep from waking the others.
Nagi's hands started swirling around Omi's nipples. The blond was about to ask what Nagi was going to do about the others but it slipped from his mind as the boy pinched his nipples. He moaned and arched up. The telekinetic slowly bent down, and took one of Omi's nipples into his mouth. Omi cried out, and dug his fingers into that soft hair, like in all of his fantasies. His fingers squeezed the chocolate locks when Nagi bit down, and Omi whimpered, squirming around under the boy. Nagi started licking further down his chest, brushing over his stomach. Omi bit his lip as he felt Nagi slide down lower.
"Nagi...."
The brunet shivered at the way the blond's pleading voice was laced with lust. But he wasn't about to be rushed. If he was correct, this was his angel's first time. And once their souls and bodies were connected, Omi would be his forever. This would be something Omi would never forget. He would never be forgotten. Nagi reached the top of Omi's pants, seeing the large bulge straining the front. The brunet nuzzled it, before biting down on the zipper and pulling it down. He then ripped open the button with a growl. Nagi's slender hands slowly pulled down the boy's pants and boxers, baring the boy. His eyes went aflame with lust when he saw the boy's engorged cock, and he licked his lips. Nagi looked up to see Omi staring down at him. The brunet smiled softly, before saying to him.
"Now let me show you what mind numbing pleasure is like when someone in love with you gives it."
Omi gasped, and then tossed his head back when he felt that warm breath over his heated flesh. Nagi hands grasped Omi's hips, pinning the boy down. He then lightly licked the tip, and the dew that had gathered there. The hacker hissed and tried to arch up, but the telekinetic held him firm. Nagi slowly took the tip in, causing Omi to cry out. Slowly he took in his lover. Omi thrashed his head about, and writhed around helplessly. Nagi bobbed his head up and down, driving the blond crazy. Pleasure took over Omi's whole body, and he felt fire seeping through his veins, warming his blood. His hands were running through Nagi's hair, and ruffling it. Nagi started sucking harder, and Omi could feel himself near his peak. Nagi's tongue ran over the stiff flesh roughly, and Omi finally reached his pinnacle, crying out Nagi's name as he came. His creamy white passion filled the brunet's mouth, and Nagi swallowed it greedily. The hacker panted, eyes unfocused. Nagi took his mouth from Omi and crawled up to hug the blond. Omi felt Nagi's erection, and gasped.
"Shh, my angel, this night is for you. We will worry about me when you're ready," Nagi whispered, stroking Omi's cheek. Having expected the blond to agree, the brunet was quite surprised when Omi's hand stole down to stroke his hardness.
The telekinetic moaned and tossed his head back.
"I am ready, Nagi. And there is nothing else in the world I want more than for you to make love to me right now."
Nagi squirmed around and grabbed Omi's hand. The blond looked at him in surprise.
"I can't do that. It's true, right now there is nothing I would rather do than ravish you until you couldn't walk, but it wouldn't be right. I want to wait until we know each other and you're really ready. Then I can take you, and truly know you're mine."
Omi shook his head.
"But you don't seem to understand. I do know you. And you know me. We're soul mates, and all that matters to me is that I love you. Even if we haven't spent years together, and we haven't had anniversaries, I love you. And you can take me now, and I will be yours. Because I know we're meant for each other," he whispered, stroking Nagi's cheek. The brunet looked at him amazed.
"Are you sure? You don't have do this. I'll love you even if we don't make love."
"I've never been more sure about anything in my life."
Nagi almost started crying from his love for the boy, and he caught the blond's mouth in a beastly kiss, trying to put all of his love for the boy into it. They blond kissed back with equal force, understanding him. Nagi broke the kiss and slowly got off of the bed. Omi blinked and looked at him curiously.
"Nagi?"
The brunet smiled and put a finger to his lips. The boy then slowly opened the door and crept down the empty hallway to the bathroom. When he reached it, he crept in and opened the medicine cabinet. Next to all of the cheap colognes for Youji, there was a bottle of lotion. Nagi grabbed it and practically ran down the hallway, and back into the bedroom. Omi smiled when he got back in, but raised and eyebrow at the lotion. Nagi smiled promisingly and threw it onto the bed. Then he grabbed a hold of the bottom of his shirt and yanked it off. Then his shoes and socks, and then his pants. The hacker blushed when he saw the telekinetic hadn't worn anything under them.
The blond ran his eyes over the boy. Tousled chocolate tinted hair, beautiful grayish green eyes, flusehd face, full lips, perfect, creamy chest, long, well shaped legs, and a hard, engorged cock. Nagi stood and waited nervously, unsure if his angel would like what he saw. Omi motioned him to come closer, and he obeyed. The brunet took his spot between Omi's now parted legs, and the blond smiled.
"Breath taking," he said. Nagi smiled too, and kissed the blond again. His hands searched for the bottle, and when he found it the boy sighed against his lover's lips. Nagi screwed open the cap and squeezed some of the creamy lotion onto his hands. He smeared it across his fingers, and broke the kiss.
"You're *really* sure about this?" he asked again, not wanting to rush this. Omi nodded, wrapping his arms around the brunet's neck.
"How could I not be?"
Nagi kissed Omi again, stealing the blond's breath. His fingers moved between the round cheeks of Omi's ass, finding the tight little ring there. The hacker gasped as the first finger was pushed in, and shifted around uncomfortably. Nagi let his other hand slide down to start stroking Omi's sated arousal back to life, trying to get the blond to relax. The white hunter moaned and arched up. As he did this Nagi inserted a second finger, stretching his lover. Omi bit his lip, and then tossed his head back as the telekinetic squeezed his erection. Suddenly Nagi's long digits struck something inside of him, and Omi's vision blurred. He pushed on the fingers, wanting them to hit that spot again. When they did, he cried out, the pleasure soaring through his body.
Nagi inserted a third finger, and stroked Omi's arousal faster. The three digits continued striking the blond's sweet spot, making the hacker scream his passion. He rocked against the digits, wanting them to be deeper. He split his legs as far as they would go, giving his lover full access.
"Please...Nagi!" Omi cried, rocking against the teasing fingers. Nagi felt intoxicated with the writhing angel spread out before him, offering himself. The brunet couldn't control himself anymore.
"Mine. You're mine Omi. Tell me! Say it."
"I'm yours! I'm yours Nagi!" Omi was almost sobbing as he squirmed around.
"Tell me again Omi! Tell me, please. Tell me who you belong to!" Nagi begged, feeling his emotions twist up inside of him. He needed Omi, he couldn't live without the boy. This angel had his heart, and he would never let the blond go. Not even for a second.
"I'm yours, Nagi! I belong to you! I will always be yours, beyond the ends of the world, beyond forever, beyond eternity. I will always be yours!" Omi cried, panting. He could feel himself close to climaxing again. Nagi cried out in relief and removed his fingers. The blond protested, and then saw the brunet lubricating himself. Nagi leaned down so his lips were hovering over Omi's.
"I'll never let you go now."
Their lips met roughly, tongues pushing against each other in a frenzy. Nagi found Omi's entrance, and as gently as possible, thrust into him. Omi's eyes squeezed shut in pain, and he gasped. It felt like he was being torn apart. Nagi stopped to let Omi adjust to him. His angel looked like he was in so much pain, and Nagi cursed himself.
"Omi...are you alright?"
Omi opened his eyes slowly to see his lover looking at him in worry.
"Just...give me a second..."Omi said as he bit his lip. Nagi nodded, and shifted around slightly. It caused him to hit Omi's sweet spot. The blond gasped in pleasure, and slowly the pain started to dissolve. After a few minutes, the pain had gone and the hacker squirmed around to show he was ready. Nagi caught his mouth in another wet kiss, and slowly drew out all the way and then pushed back in. The pain had reduced, and Omi started to feel pleasure take it's place. Nagi withdrew again, and angled so he struck Omi's sweet spot. The blond moaned and arched up. Nagi broke the kiss and moaned as well as the tight walls clutched his heated arousal. It took all of his self control not to pound into that throbbing passage. He withdrew again and with a slightly faster pace thrust back in. Soon they had a rhythm going, and were speeding up. Every time Nagi entered Omi he struck the hacker's sweet spot, making the boy moan and thrash his head about. Nagi pounded into Omi, and the blond felt no pain at all, like in all of his dreams. The blond's hands dug into Nagi's chocolate locks, and the telekinetic reached between them to grasp Omi's cock. The blond screamed and bucked up, mind numbing pleasure racing through his body. It was all so much. Soon the brunet was pumping Omi's cock in time with his thrusts, and the hacker knew he wouldn't last much longer. He screamed over and over as waves of passion crashed against him, taking over his body. Nagi pounded into Omi one last time, striking the boy's sweet spot as he squeezed the white hunter's heated arousal.
Omi screamed Nagi's name, and climaxed violently. His walls clamped down on Nagi's cock, and caused the telekinetic to cry his lover's name and come as well. The two fell to the bed limply, panting. Nagi withdrew himself from Omi, and wrapped his arms around the hacker. Omi wrapped his hands around the boy's neck, and sighed.
"Nagi?"
"Hmmm?" the brunet was half asleep, and having a hard time keeping his eyes open.
"Will you stay here tonight?"
"There's no where else in the world I would rather be, koi."
Though the two boy's felt like the sun and moon, they had overlooked one thing. While they were never seen together, the sun always gave the moon light, and the sun was always in sight of the moon. So they were always together, forever.