Oumasai Oneshots

~(Ouma x Saihara) A Heart Warming Snowstorm~

Ouma walked down the streets of the town, shivering from the cold. Ouma had made the stupid decision of angering his parents before the blizzard. Why stupid? They got into an argument and kicked him out in the cold, snowy night. Now, what was he gonna do now? He had no fricking idea. He had nowhere to go to. At this rate, he might just get hypothermia and die! But then he remembered...

Saihara-chan.

He lived close by right?! He can go to him! Ouma felt a sigh of relief escape his mouth. Shuichi was one of the only people who liked him. Ouma and Saihara were really good friends. Most of Saihara's friends didn't understand why he would like someone like Ouma. He headed in the direction of his best friend's house. But Ouma stopped for a moment. How was he gonna do this? Hey, I got kicked out in the cold dark because I did something stupid, can I stay with you? It sounded stupid, yet he had to try.

The cold got worse and worse by the minute and Ouma underestimated how far away Shuichi lived. By the point he got there, he was a living block of ice. Ouma knocked on the door a couple of times, praying Saihara was home.

Thankfully, Ouma saw the door open and Saihara stood there in his pajamas, a blanket on his shoulders. His eyes widened when he saw Ouma, in a normal outfit outside shaking. "Ouma! What are you doing outside in this weather! Get in!" Before Ouma even got to say anything, he was pulled inside by Saihara.

"Ouma what the heck?! You're not even wearing anything to protect you from the snow!" he said, looking concerned as he watched the snow on Ouma's head and outfit melt away. It became water, leaving him a soaked mess. "Well... I kind of got kicked out of my own home by my parents? It will all blow off tomorrow but for now, I'm not really allowed inside so I thought you can let me stay with you until the storm blows over" He asked awkwardly. Saihara sighed. He knew Ouma's parents were jerks and told him that he should move out to which Ouma just ignored him.

Ouma's POV

"Of course you can stay. C'mon, you're gonna get sick in those wet clothes!" he said kindly. I smiled, Saihara is such a good friend. He really shouldn't care about a worthless person like me. I walked up to him. He had already gone to his room and grabbed some warm clothes. "Here, I'll lend you mine. I don't want you catching a cold." he said handing me a pair of warm clothes.

"Oh! Is Saihara-chan worrying about little, old me~?" I grinned as he blushed profusely "I-I just want you-u to be okay..." he said avoiding my gaze. I blushed and took the clothes he gave me and went into the bathroom to change. Within a minute I went from wet clothes into a hot sweater with Saihara's scent all over it.

Once I changed I went into the living room. I could see Saihara sitting on the sofa with two cups of herbal tea. I sat beside him. He handed me a cup of tea and gave me a blanket. I looked at the TV. I guess he was watching anime before I got here.

"What do you wanna watch Ouma?" he asked politely to which I gave him a confused look. Why was he caring towards me? I don't deserve this much attention. "Oh, I don't mind anything. You already did me a favor by letting me in~" I said playfully "I bet most wouldn't do that for me..." I added quietly so he wouldn't hear.

"W-Well, alright...how about F-Fairytail?" he asked shyly which made me smile. Saihara can be so cute. Sometimes I just wish I had the courage to tell Saihara I like him. In a romantic way... that is...But I'll never do that. I just can't. I nodded and watched Fairytail with him. We watched and watched until Saihara finally said he's tired.

"So I guess we should go to sleep now. I'm taking the sofa" Saihara said to which my eyes widened "Shouldn't you sleep in your bed?" I asked confused. "You can sleep in it for the night." Saihara gave me a small smile. "Aren't you going to sleep in your bed?" I asked confused. You're the guest, besides you don't deserve to sleep on the couch after being in the blizzard. "Take the bed. It's warmer." I sighed. I knew that this meant only one thing. 

"Hey!?!" I grabbed Shuichi by the arm and dragged him to the bedroom. "If you're gonna refuse to sleep in your own bed, I'm gonna make you!" I said pouting. I lied down, my hand never leaving his. Shuichi stared at me before he sighed and got into bed with me. Even when he succumbed to my request, I didn't stop holding his hand. It was as if the touch of his hand gave me a feeling of safety. Safety from everything that ever troubled me. I almost wanted to cuddle up to him but I realized quickly that I can't do that. We were just friends. It'd be just weird to do that. Holding his hand will have to do.

When I finally fell asleep I had a dream. My mom was mad at me again because she didn't like this new 'phase' I was going through. That 'phase' was liking boys. I hate her. Why can't she accept that I don't like girls? I like boys and it can't be changed no matter how long she keeps hitting me. This time was different.

The beating was harder and it hurt. It hurt so much. I cried out in agony. I heard the pleads in my mind. I wanted somebody to save me. To free me from this pain. But nobody heard them under the lies I made around myself, worried about being a burden. My barrier of lies was tuning the pleads out.

"Saihara...please help me..."

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I woke up scared, snapping awake with my breath fastened. I quickly stop myself, hoping Saihara won't notice something's wrong.  I don't want him to worry about me. I was already a problem when I asked if I could stay. I close my eyes but am quickly awoken by Saihara's voice

"I know you're awake."

My eyes shot open but I didn't say anything. Maybe he'll just ignore it.

"You were trembling in your sleep Ouma. Please tell me what happened, I'm concerned" he said. I turned to him. I wanted to respond, but even with my mouth open, I couldn't make myself talk. "Ouma...please?" He said in an almost pleading voice. I gave in "...I... I had a nightmare about my parents...again." I said quietly. Saihara sighed. He let go of my hand and hugged me protectively which made me blush a lot. "Ouma...I'm so sorry..." he said resting his head on my shoulder. "Why are sorry...? It's my fault for making you worry..." I said chuckling sadly, but Saihara's hug only tightened. I was surprised when I suddenly felt tears stain my shirt (well technically it's Saihara's but whatevs)

"Saihara...?" I asked, now worried. Saihara was crying into my shoulder "Ouma I d-don't want to see you h-hurt anymore...I can't s-stand your parents hurting you like this. You're my friend...maybe more than that...but please, let me help you..." he said shaking now slightly. I bit my lip and hugged back "Saihara, I don't want you to get involved... I'll just be a pain to you. I can deal with this one on my own." Saihara calmed himself down but persisted with the offer "Ouma, you can't deal with everything on your own...let me help you, at least with this one." Shuichi whispered. 

My mind battled with itself. I want so desperately to let him in. I want to never see that evil woman called my mom again, I just want to be safe in his arms forever. But... what if I'm a burden? I don't want to drag my problems onto his shoulders. It wouldn't be fair. I could see the look he was giving me while I thought. It was a flicker of hope. Hope, that I'll change my mind and let him in. My thoughts were cut off with another plead "Ouma...please...I l-love you.." he said quietly. However, that didn't mean I didn't hear him.

"You...Love me...?" I said pulling away, eyes wide. He nodded, unsure if I wasn't rejecting his confession by this gesture. I smiled "So I guess my love wasn't one-sided...". His expression showed his surprise but quickly turned into a big grin. "Okay, I'll let you help me." I said smiling "But... I haven't asked... how do you intend to help me? You know the story, my parents are abusive and I can't move out since I have nowhere to go. What do you want me to do?" I said, my confidence lowering. "You can move to me! There's an extra room. I can get you a bed there-" "If you're even thinking of spending money on a bed just for me, forget it. That is just crossing the line of generosity I can take from you." I said quickly. Spending money on me because of my dumb problems is just too much Saihara can do.

"Well, there's an... another option." I saw his nervous face and a slight blush creeping on his face "You can...share a bed with me... if you don't mind that..." he said shyly. I blushed lightly before smiling. I moved closer to him and nestled into his chest "I wouldn't mind that Saihara-chan"

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Next month, Ouma and Saihara were cuddling on the couch watching a movie and drinking hot cocoa. It was winter break, and Ouma and Saihara took this time to relax and spend some time together. Ouma has moved out of his house and never looked back. He didn't really care what happened to his parents, he had thankfully lost all contact with them. Saihara was all he needed to be happy and waking up at the sight of Saihara making him coffee with a cute grin was enough to make him smile for the rest of the day.

Ouma looked lovingly at Saihara "I'm so glad I let you help me. I think you just saved me from a couple of years worth of misery." Saihara chuckled"It's funny how it took a snowstorm to let you warm up to me" to which Ouma gave him a joking look "Was that supposed to be a pun? Leave those to me Shuichi, you're bad at them" Saihara puffed out his cheek, slightly annoyed "Am I at least getting better?" he asked to which Ouma nodded "Yeah you're not that bad. Also, I'd call that snowstorm to be a... 

Heartwarming snowstorm."