TSUBASA
By Ara Catwing
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Part 2- Grey Wings
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Groggily, Nagi opened his eyes.  His head was swimming, and everything was a blur of light and color.  He shook his head and things cleared, slightly.  He was in a small room.  It wasn't familiar at all.  He tried to bring a hand up, to rub his eyes, and found them tied.  Voices became audible, though bearly so.  Someone was coming.  Nagi hung his head, feinting unconsciousness.

"We can't just stay here."

"We can't just kill him either."

"It's my apartment, so I could always just..."

"You aren’t getting out of work that easily, Yohji."

"So are you volunteering to stay?"

"We have a mission tonight.  You and Ken could get it done."

"The gunrunners? Sure, I guess we could.  It sounds like an easy hit."

So WeiB had caught him,  Damn.  Nagi concentrated, using the telekinesis to try and untie himself, but his only reward was a throbbing headache.  Goddamned powers.  At a  time when he finally needed them...

Aya walked in and glared at Nagi, "I know you're awake." He sat down in a director-style chair by the door, "And you won't be able to escape.  I figure you can't think handcuffs off."

At least Aya had no idea his powers weren’t functioning, maybe that'd give him and edge.  Maybe he could get out.

"What are you plotting?" the red-head looked at Nagi, narrowing his eyes in suspicion, "It wouldn't surprise me if the concussion messes with your 'gift', kid."
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It was raining.  The cold droplets shook the window as Aya and Nagi sat in silence.  Nagi listened to the quiet drumming for what seemed like hours.

"What makes you right?" the boy's soft voice bearly rose above the wind outside.

Aya looked up, and raised an eyebrow.  The boy looked pitiful.  He was extremely thin, and had an empty look behind his eyes.  "What?"

"What makes you right?" the question was stronger.  The forbading silence already broken, Nagi's words didn't catch in his throat.  Aya just stared back. /Cold bastard.../  Nagi continued, that silent stare waas just too much.  "You try and 'save' this society, protect its people." he spat the words, "Where was 'WeiB' for me?"

"I'm an assasin." There was no emotion in Aya'a answer, "I do what I'm paid to do."

"But why? I was cast out by the people you protect.  For stupid reasons, I lived on the streets, no one would help me.  I lived only for vengence!"

Aya's eyes shot wide. Vengence?  The red=haired man's mind strayed to the pale image of his sister's hospital room and the accident that put her there.

Tears had begun to well in Nagi's eyes, as he continued his feverent speech, "Only Schwarz took me, and...and.." he sniffled, his voice cut by sobs, "they... and they..." he broke down, remembering what exactly it was Schuldige and Farfarello did with him.  Aya knelt down, and put a comforting hand on the boy's shoulder.