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Omi found himself thinking yet again that life was not fair and had to mentally scold himself. He of all people should know that life was anything but fair. So there really was no reason to be complaining about it. And everything he currently didn't think was fair was his own fault to begin with. Like having to sit through class and try not to fall asleep, pay attention to his teacher while his mind was still running over everything else that had been going on.

//It's a wonder I don't have grey hair by now. I need to stop worrying so much about every tiny detail.// Omi thought to himself as he rested his head on his arms that were currently crossed over his desk. Omi knew he had fallen alseep before the dream had even started. It followed the basic pattern that his dreams did whenever he had a lot on his mind. Everything that had happened recently snowballed together.

Omi was walking through a hallway viewing everything that had happened as if it were a movie. But everything seemed ten times worse this time through, maybe because no matter how hard he tried he couldn't make it through to help his team members from getting hurt. First Yohji, then Ran. Who was next? Ken? Or would something happen to Aya-chan? As Omi approched the last window he looked through it but before he could see anything clearly he felt something open up under his feet and he was falling.


"NOOOOOO!" Omi screamed his eyes snapping open when he felt himself hit the floor. He felt everyone in class watching him as he stared at the ceiling trying to remember where he was and why he was here.

"Is there a problem Tsukiyono?" The teacher asked. Omi sat up and looked around before looking at the teacher and shaking his head.

"No...sorry sir." Omi climbed back into his seat and sat there quietly until everyone was paying attention to the teacher again. Omi was able to stay awake until he heard the bell. The whole time thinking he should have just gone back to bed that morning.

(OOC: this post is a little pointless, but I wanted to do something with Omi.)

OOC

Date: 2009-01-14 06:46 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ginnyvos.livejournal.com
(Maybe Aya-chan and Omi can meet up for lunchbreak?)

Date: 2009-01-15 04:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kuchren.livejournal.com
(I am epic fail... lunch break sounds good~?)

Aya sighed as she glanced around the crowded lunch room. She'd had a hectic day and wasn't in the mood for loud noises and people throwing food. It figured, the one day she'd forgotten her homework had to be the one day the teacher chose to pick on her... she blamed Ran, of course. It was definitely all his fault.

She chose a nice spot under her favorite tree outside to eat her lunch. She'd always been surprised that particular spot was never taken up by anyone.

Date: 2009-01-20 05:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kuchren.livejournal.com
Aya looked up and gave Omi a smile. "Hi." She scooted over to make room for the boy. "How's you day been so far?"

Date: 2009-01-22 05:49 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kuchren.livejournal.com
Aya held back a long sigh. "My day's been pretty much the same." She pushed some of her lunch in Omi's direction and gave him a tired smile. "You want to skip and go do something fun?" It was meant to be a joke, but somehow ended up coming out way too serious sounding.

She didn't mean it... right...?

Date: 2009-01-24 12:59 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kuchren.livejournal.com
It wasn't quite the answer she'd expected, but Aya wasn't complaining. Right now, there were worse things to think about than the wrath of her teachers. She took a bite of her sandwich and chewed thoughtfully. "Where to?" Going home and taking a nap sounded like a good idea. But Ran might question... and she wasn't really sure she was up for that.

Date: 2009-01-28 04:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kuchren.livejournal.com
"Ice cream?" It sounded almost childish coming out of her, but right now, Aya wanted to just sit back and act like a little girl...

Date: 2009-02-02 07:11 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kuchren.livejournal.com
For a moment, the thought Ran would kill me crossed Aya's mind. But the moment her hand touched Omi's, that thought was chased out. What Ran didn't know wouldn't hurt him.

Plus, he'd done plenty of stupid things.

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