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Arc 5/?

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Omi moaned in distress as his eyes were assaulted with bright, early morning sunlight. He blinked his eyes open and waited for his eyes adjusted to bright light, before surveying his surroundings.

He frowned, this wasn't his bedroom in the back of the Koneko where he had gone to sleep earlier... but where was he?

He started to sit up, but then cried out in pain as a burning flash of pain shot down his arm, as his mind reminded him stoically that he had a broken shoulder.

Mental note: Don't try to push yourself up using your left arm. Omi thought to himself, as he tried once again to sit up.

He was wearing nothing more then a pair of boxer shorts, with his slender body covered by a light sheet and a woolen quilt.

Omi didn't recognize where he was, as a small bubble of fear and concern started to well up inside him.

"Hello?" He called, uncertainly. A part of him was demanding that he stay silent, for any possible threat may be nearby; and another part of him wanted to know where he was, and where were Ken-kun and the others?

There was movement just outside of his room's door, as the door swung open to reveal...

Omi blinked in surprise. "Nagi-kun?!"

Nagi nodded faintly, before turning and closing the door behind him, and moving to sit on the edge of Omi's bed.

"How are you feeling, Omi-kun?" Nagi asked, quietly. Omi noticed that the younger boy seemed... uncomfortable, almost.

"... Alright, I guess... Where am I?" Omi watched the other boy, his body tense in defensive uncertainty.

"I'm afraid I can't tell you that. I had a mission where I was supposed to abduct you from the Koneko. That was last night." Nagi said, careful as to what information he revealed.

Omi looked both angry and worried. "What about the others? Did you hurt them?!" Omi demanded.

Nagi shook his head. "Iie. You were the only one there, save for that Kritiker woman. But, I dealt with that problem accordingly."

"What did you do to her!"

"I only knocked her unconscious, I'm sure your fellow Weiss will return home soon enough to see to her."

Omi frowned. "What are you talking about? What did you do to Weiss?"

Nagi raised an eyebrow. "You ask too many questions. But, I wonder, should you be asking me, a member of Schwartz, a person that you yourself said was your enemy, for answers to your questions?" The dark-haired Japanese boy questioned, quietly.

The blond blinked in confusion, before remembering their conversation the day before.

"Why did you abduct me?" Omi asked, softly, looking away and down.

"Mr. Takatori requested the services of Schwartz to acquire his 'missing son', Mamoru." Nagi replied.

Omi's eyes widened, and his mouth opened and closed, but no sound was able to come out.

Omi was so caught up in his own distress, that he failed to notice that faintly miserable look upon the youngest Schwartz member's face.