Enchanted (13/13) FINAL CHAPTER
Title: Enchanted (13/13) FINAL CHAPTER
Pairing: Ohmiya
Summary: Once again, the boring academic year at the Magic School begins for Nino and his friends but… is this year really boring? Someone is trying to kill him!
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: The plot is mine. Co-written with zazasukie .
Genre: AU, High school, magic
Words count: 1610
AN: unbetaed
Previous
Nino, frozen in his place, felt a cold hand squeeze his heart in an iron grip as the small bomb crashed on the wooden floor. In slow motion, he saw the bomb break in a million of magical particles. It was the beginning of an unstoppable magical reaction that will vaporize the whole city and its habitants.
They were going to die... all of them…
Those words repeated themselves in his mind in an interminable loop.
In the centre of the broken sphere, a red light began to shine…
It was the end…
Suddenly, a wave of raw magic hit him. Time seemed to stop while he trembled as the waves of magic kept flowing from some point beside him.
Unable to move, Nino felt how the magic pounded him, surrounded him, caressed him... it was almost as if it was alive.
A moment later a dazzling, blue flash blinded him.
When Nino opened his eyes, he realized, astonished, that he was still alive. In front of him, in the place occupied by the secretary just a second before, there was a bubbling hole of melted lava, so blinding that it hurt to look at it. It looked as if something, some kind of powerful magic force, had contained the explosion, restraining it to the small area that the secretary had formerly occupied. What the hell had happened?
Someone screamed Ohno’s name beside him.
Nino whipped his head so fast that almost broke his neck. His eyes widened in horror; Ohno, pale as a sheet, laid unconscious on the floor like a broken doll.
“No… NO!” Nino ran towards the older student, his heart beating painfully in his chest.
Sho, who was already beside Ohno, frantically searched his wrist for pulse. A moment later, his face paled and he hurriedly put his head on Ohno’s chest, trying to hear the unconscious student’s heart.
“His heart doesn’t beat!” the member of the committee sobbed, terrified.
Nino tried to lift Ohno’s head without remembering that his actual form was just an illusion created by one of the first year student’s spell. His hands passed through the head of the pale student as if he was trying to grab the air.
“Ohno!” he wept, desperate. He hurriedly took off the magical cloak, returning to his mouse body, and hugged Ohno’s cold hand. Anxious, he began to use his healing magic, but he was too weak in his actual form.
Suddenly, he noticed other healing magic joining forces with his own. He opened his eyes and found out his mother, gently holding Ohno’s head in her lap, using her healing magic with a determined expression on her face. His father grabbed Ohno’s free hand between his and released his powerful magic, joining forces with his wife and son.
While everybody held their breath, the three healers tried with all their might to revive the unconscious student.
“Damn it, it‘s not working!” the Duke swore, breathing with effort. “Trying to save us, the poor boy has used all his magic, sacrificing his own vital energy to contain the bomb’s destructive power,” he said, wiping away the sweat in his forehead. “I think it’s beyond our power to help him.”
Nino tightened his grip on Ohno’s motionless hand, refusing to believe his father’s words.
Aiba began to cry; his head buried in Jun’s shoulder, while the other student, containing his own tears, tapped his back trying to console him.
“B-But,” protested Sho with trembling voice, “Can’t we do anything to help?”
“Maybe there is a way…” the Duchess murmured, eyeing Nino’s friends thoughtfully. “Quick! Join your hands!” she urged them, holding out her hand to Jun, the one who was closer to her. “I’ve never tried this before, but we don’t have anything to lose! Let’s try to use everybody’s magic to give him energy!”
Everybody, even Nino’s uncle and his cousin, joined their hands, forming a circle around Ohno’s motionless body. The Duke and the Duchess took Ohno by the hand while Nino hurriedly climbed to Ohno’s chest.
One by one, the Duke looked at the people forming the circle, reading in their eyes the firm intention to help the boy that had risked his life trying to save them.
Closing their eyes, everybody joined their forces and hearts with the sole purpose of saving Ohno.
“Please, live!” wished Nino, fixing his eyes on Ohno’s pale face. “Don’t your dare to leave me now!”
A pale light surrounded Ohno’s body. It began pulsating, painstakingly weak at first but growing stronger with each passing second.”
“Live!!” Nino commanded, desperate, a small tear dropping on Ohno’s unmoving hand.
Suddenly, Ohno’s eyes opened wide as he took a sudden intake of air.
“Oh-chan!” exclaimed Nino, exultant.
“Quick!” The Duchess put both hands around Nino on Ohno’s chest. “Call an ambulance!” she commanded.
Ohno blinked, confused, his eyes slowly scanning the room as if he was searching for something or someone. Finally, he fixed his eyes on the mouse looking worriedly at him.
“Nino…” he whispered with hoarse voice, raising a trembling hand towards the mouse.
Unable to utter a word, the little mouse rubbed his furry head against Ohno’s hand.
~~
[A month later]
Ohno opened the door of this bedroom and stopped in the threshold abruptly. The room had changed! He looked around, surprised by the sudden appearance of two sets of furniture: one with the things he brought to the school and other free of personal effects. Maybe he was going to share his bedroom with another student from now on?
Almost hidden in a corner of the room, he glimpsed a pair of unknown leather suitcases situated beside the free bed - presumably the one belonging to his new room-mate.
Shrugging his shoulders, the first year student entered the room and dropped his small suitcase on his bed. Although it was strange that he had to share his bedroom in the middle of the year and without previous notice from the school, Ohno paid no attention to the new arrangements. He didn’t have time to worry about room arrangements, he needed to find Jun, Aiba or Sho to ask them about Nino.
He sighed, remembering the last time he had seen the other boy. He was lying on a stretcher, fighting against the drowsiness caused by the healing potions the doctors had made him drink, and Nino was in the Duke’s hands, smiling encouragingly at him. The Duke was saying something about trying to change Nino’s back when he had finally lost his battle and closed his eyes, unable to stay awake any longer.
During his long convalescence at home, he hadn’t received a single message about Nino or how the attempts to transform him back into a human were working, and the lack of news worried him greatly. He had sometimes felt tempted to cast a spell to try to communicate with the other student, but his family, really worried about him, had forbidden him the use of magic until he was completely recovered - and they had been watching him like hawks to make sure that he obeyed their orders.
He was about to left the room when someone knocked on the door, startling him. The first year student opened the door and found a young student dressed in white uniform with red motifs waiting.
“Ohno Satoshi?” the young boy asked.
“Yeah,” replied Ohno. Believing that the newcomer was his new room-mate, he opened the door and moved a bit away to let the other student enter the room.
“I’ve got a note for you,” said the student and handed him a folded paper.
Ohno took the note, tilting his head quizzically, and unfolded it.
“SURPRISE!”
He frowned and turned over the note; but there was nothing written there. Confused, he raised the eyes to ask the boy but he was already gone.
“What-”
His question was suddenly interrupted when a pair of round and childlike hands covered his eyes.
“Guess who,” a voice whispered sultrily on his right ear.
“Wha!- who!-”
Again, his startled question was interrupted when the stranger turned him around and kissed him full on the lips.
When Ohno opened his eyes a moment later, he found a short, dark haired boy smirking smugly in front of him.
“N-Nino!” exclaimed Ohno with his eyes as big as saucers.
“Yeah, the one and only!” the other boy replied, his smile broadening.
“B-But how? Why-?” Ohno stuttered.
“Don’t worry about little things,” commented Nino, putting an arm around the older boy’s waist and gently pushing him towards the nearest bed. “We have to do something much more important now.”
Ohno, too stunned to offer resistance, let the younger boy position him half-seated on the bed without uttering a single word. When Nino promptly rested his head on his lap, sighing in content, Ohno just blinked at him owlishly.
Time slowly went by. The sound of their breaths was the only sound breaking the silence of the room.
After a few more minutes of waiting without further movement from any of them, the younger boy turned around, facing Ohno, and shot him an expectant glance. “Well?” he softly complained.
“Well, what?” asked Ohno, puzzled, fixing his eyes on Nino‘s face.
“Aren’t you going to pet me?” replied Nino with a small frown. “You have a lot of petting to catch up on,” the younger boy warned him, his frown deepening.
Ohno looked at him open-mouthed.
“But worry not,” added Nino with a smile, soothingly patting Ohno’s knee. “I’ve planned a few things we can do to help you repay your debt much faster,” he added, winking at the older boy mischievously.
THE END
Pairing: Ohmiya
Summary: Once again, the boring academic year at the Magic School begins for Nino and his friends but… is this year really boring? Someone is trying to kill him!
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: The plot is mine. Co-written with zazasukie .
Genre: AU, High school, magic
Words count: 1610
AN: unbetaed
Previous
Nino, frozen in his place, felt a cold hand squeeze his heart in an iron grip as the small bomb crashed on the wooden floor. In slow motion, he saw the bomb break in a million of magical particles. It was the beginning of an unstoppable magical reaction that will vaporize the whole city and its habitants.
They were going to die... all of them…
Those words repeated themselves in his mind in an interminable loop.
In the centre of the broken sphere, a red light began to shine…
It was the end…
Suddenly, a wave of raw magic hit him. Time seemed to stop while he trembled as the waves of magic kept flowing from some point beside him.
Unable to move, Nino felt how the magic pounded him, surrounded him, caressed him... it was almost as if it was alive.
A moment later a dazzling, blue flash blinded him.
When Nino opened his eyes, he realized, astonished, that he was still alive. In front of him, in the place occupied by the secretary just a second before, there was a bubbling hole of melted lava, so blinding that it hurt to look at it. It looked as if something, some kind of powerful magic force, had contained the explosion, restraining it to the small area that the secretary had formerly occupied. What the hell had happened?
Someone screamed Ohno’s name beside him.
Nino whipped his head so fast that almost broke his neck. His eyes widened in horror; Ohno, pale as a sheet, laid unconscious on the floor like a broken doll.
“No… NO!” Nino ran towards the older student, his heart beating painfully in his chest.
Sho, who was already beside Ohno, frantically searched his wrist for pulse. A moment later, his face paled and he hurriedly put his head on Ohno’s chest, trying to hear the unconscious student’s heart.
“His heart doesn’t beat!” the member of the committee sobbed, terrified.
Nino tried to lift Ohno’s head without remembering that his actual form was just an illusion created by one of the first year student’s spell. His hands passed through the head of the pale student as if he was trying to grab the air.
“Ohno!” he wept, desperate. He hurriedly took off the magical cloak, returning to his mouse body, and hugged Ohno’s cold hand. Anxious, he began to use his healing magic, but he was too weak in his actual form.
Suddenly, he noticed other healing magic joining forces with his own. He opened his eyes and found out his mother, gently holding Ohno’s head in her lap, using her healing magic with a determined expression on her face. His father grabbed Ohno’s free hand between his and released his powerful magic, joining forces with his wife and son.
While everybody held their breath, the three healers tried with all their might to revive the unconscious student.
“Damn it, it‘s not working!” the Duke swore, breathing with effort. “Trying to save us, the poor boy has used all his magic, sacrificing his own vital energy to contain the bomb’s destructive power,” he said, wiping away the sweat in his forehead. “I think it’s beyond our power to help him.”
Nino tightened his grip on Ohno’s motionless hand, refusing to believe his father’s words.
Aiba began to cry; his head buried in Jun’s shoulder, while the other student, containing his own tears, tapped his back trying to console him.
“B-But,” protested Sho with trembling voice, “Can’t we do anything to help?”
“Maybe there is a way…” the Duchess murmured, eyeing Nino’s friends thoughtfully. “Quick! Join your hands!” she urged them, holding out her hand to Jun, the one who was closer to her. “I’ve never tried this before, but we don’t have anything to lose! Let’s try to use everybody’s magic to give him energy!”
Everybody, even Nino’s uncle and his cousin, joined their hands, forming a circle around Ohno’s motionless body. The Duke and the Duchess took Ohno by the hand while Nino hurriedly climbed to Ohno’s chest.
One by one, the Duke looked at the people forming the circle, reading in their eyes the firm intention to help the boy that had risked his life trying to save them.
Closing their eyes, everybody joined their forces and hearts with the sole purpose of saving Ohno.
“Please, live!” wished Nino, fixing his eyes on Ohno’s pale face. “Don’t your dare to leave me now!”
A pale light surrounded Ohno’s body. It began pulsating, painstakingly weak at first but growing stronger with each passing second.”
“Live!!” Nino commanded, desperate, a small tear dropping on Ohno’s unmoving hand.
Suddenly, Ohno’s eyes opened wide as he took a sudden intake of air.
“Oh-chan!” exclaimed Nino, exultant.
“Quick!” The Duchess put both hands around Nino on Ohno’s chest. “Call an ambulance!” she commanded.
Ohno blinked, confused, his eyes slowly scanning the room as if he was searching for something or someone. Finally, he fixed his eyes on the mouse looking worriedly at him.
“Nino…” he whispered with hoarse voice, raising a trembling hand towards the mouse.
Unable to utter a word, the little mouse rubbed his furry head against Ohno’s hand.
~~
[A month later]
Ohno opened the door of this bedroom and stopped in the threshold abruptly. The room had changed! He looked around, surprised by the sudden appearance of two sets of furniture: one with the things he brought to the school and other free of personal effects. Maybe he was going to share his bedroom with another student from now on?
Almost hidden in a corner of the room, he glimpsed a pair of unknown leather suitcases situated beside the free bed - presumably the one belonging to his new room-mate.
Shrugging his shoulders, the first year student entered the room and dropped his small suitcase on his bed. Although it was strange that he had to share his bedroom in the middle of the year and without previous notice from the school, Ohno paid no attention to the new arrangements. He didn’t have time to worry about room arrangements, he needed to find Jun, Aiba or Sho to ask them about Nino.
He sighed, remembering the last time he had seen the other boy. He was lying on a stretcher, fighting against the drowsiness caused by the healing potions the doctors had made him drink, and Nino was in the Duke’s hands, smiling encouragingly at him. The Duke was saying something about trying to change Nino’s back when he had finally lost his battle and closed his eyes, unable to stay awake any longer.
During his long convalescence at home, he hadn’t received a single message about Nino or how the attempts to transform him back into a human were working, and the lack of news worried him greatly. He had sometimes felt tempted to cast a spell to try to communicate with the other student, but his family, really worried about him, had forbidden him the use of magic until he was completely recovered - and they had been watching him like hawks to make sure that he obeyed their orders.
He was about to left the room when someone knocked on the door, startling him. The first year student opened the door and found a young student dressed in white uniform with red motifs waiting.
“Ohno Satoshi?” the young boy asked.
“Yeah,” replied Ohno. Believing that the newcomer was his new room-mate, he opened the door and moved a bit away to let the other student enter the room.
“I’ve got a note for you,” said the student and handed him a folded paper.
Ohno took the note, tilting his head quizzically, and unfolded it.
“SURPRISE!”
He frowned and turned over the note; but there was nothing written there. Confused, he raised the eyes to ask the boy but he was already gone.
“What-”
His question was suddenly interrupted when a pair of round and childlike hands covered his eyes.
“Guess who,” a voice whispered sultrily on his right ear.
“Wha!- who!-”
Again, his startled question was interrupted when the stranger turned him around and kissed him full on the lips.
When Ohno opened his eyes a moment later, he found a short, dark haired boy smirking smugly in front of him.
“N-Nino!” exclaimed Ohno with his eyes as big as saucers.
“Yeah, the one and only!” the other boy replied, his smile broadening.
“B-But how? Why-?” Ohno stuttered.
“Don’t worry about little things,” commented Nino, putting an arm around the older boy’s waist and gently pushing him towards the nearest bed. “We have to do something much more important now.”
Ohno, too stunned to offer resistance, let the younger boy position him half-seated on the bed without uttering a single word. When Nino promptly rested his head on his lap, sighing in content, Ohno just blinked at him owlishly.
Time slowly went by. The sound of their breaths was the only sound breaking the silence of the room.
After a few more minutes of waiting without further movement from any of them, the younger boy turned around, facing Ohno, and shot him an expectant glance. “Well?” he softly complained.
“Well, what?” asked Ohno, puzzled, fixing his eyes on Nino‘s face.
“Aren’t you going to pet me?” replied Nino with a small frown. “You have a lot of petting to catch up on,” the younger boy warned him, his frown deepening.
Ohno looked at him open-mouthed.
“But worry not,” added Nino with a smile, soothingly patting Ohno’s knee. “I’ve planned a few things we can do to help you repay your debt much faster,” he added, winking at the older boy mischievously.
THE END