Onimikeler Oneshot:

The rare occasions

Plot: Onity does not speak much about his past or who he once was. Sometimes, however, Tyler or Mike are able to get something to slip. Sometimes.

Note: So, uh, as I begin to make Tyler Crisson my own character, I alter things about him and his design. This Tyler, Tyler Crisson, is mixed, Hispanic/White, and thus knows english and spanish. Still the nerd though. Precious precious nerd.

-...-

"Wait. Say that again." Onity said, sitting from the couch.

Tyler was carrying a box, currently placing it on the other side of the living room. Tyler's mother had "given" Tyler and his sister Rose some random boxes from her attic. Today, Mike and Tyler were going to go through the boxes they had received. While Tyler finished dragging all the boxes in, Mike already opened one to find photos and an old camera.

Mike paused, looking back at his new roommate. Onity had only lived with them for a few weeks.

"I had a friend once who was really into photography." Mike said.

"Pho-to-gra-phy?" Onity asked, pronouncing the word wrong.

"Pho-tog-ra-phy." Mike sounded out the word.

"But the word is Photo and graphy." Onity questioned.

"Onity, there is one thing I've learned being bilingual, and that's that English is a bitch." Tyler stated, setting down the last of the cardboard boxes next to the litter on the carpet floor. "For example, It has all these rules and then it follows none of them."

"So it's pho-tog-ra-phy?" Onity sounded out the word correctly, feeling strange when doing so.

"I was ten when I was told how to correctly pronounce photography. My life changed since that moment. It's never been the same." Tyler continued.

"Oh really? How's it changed?" Mike asked.

Tyler shrugged. "I'm only assuming it has. I'm not that smart."

Mike grinned and then turned back to the box, Tyler sitting next to him to look at all the pictures inside. He didn't get to the first picture though, because a thought stopped him. He looked back at Onity.

"English is not your first language, is it?" Tyler asked him.

Onity shook his head. "English originated on Earth. I am not from Earth."

Mike put down the photos he was looking through. "But you've been alone in a mansion for, like, years. How the hell did you learn English? How do you know how anything is pronounced to begin with?"

Onity did not expect the sudden questions, but after consideration, he shifted to a less lazy looking position on the couch.

"I read the books in the mansion. There were thousands of them, you know. I liked to read as a child." He explained. "I started off using translation spells, but then gradually began to understand the words and what they meant because the translation spell allowed me to read English and understand it in my own language in my head. After about a year of using the spell, you pick things up."

"Wow." Tyler said, looking down at the photos he had picked up. He saw a picture of him as a little boy with his dad and his mother. His sister was the one who had taken the photo. Tyler was missing a tooth in that photo.

Onity continued.

"I also picked up some french from the books. Some were in other languages and that confused me. Yvenity only had one language. Earth has many. I don't see the advantage in that. Humans make things so complicated."

"There was a point in time, in Earth history, where humans lived in separate groups, and were not connected like we are today. All those separate groups talked in their own made up words because they did not know of any other words." Mike said. "The real question is how did they get a translator for each other when they met."

"Oh." Onity thought for a second. "Our planets are different in terms of their history."

There was a long pause, and a shuffle of pictures.

"What is Yvenity like?" Tyler asked.

Onity only then realized he let the name drop, and then shook his head. He stood up, and began to walk out of the room, towards the kitchen, where the cat was.

"We forgot to feed the cat."

"What cat?"

-...-

"What's your last name?"

Mike was sitting at the kitchen table, his laptop out. He had some papers scattered around and a pen in his hand. Tyler was busy watching TV, and Onity was sitting at the table playing games on the phone he was given by the two.

Onity paused his game, looking up at Mike, surprised. That was an odd question. Mike blinked a few times before he realized that that might be a personal question, and he didn't know how things worked at all on Onity's planet. He never talked about it.

"I'm sorry, I'm just assuming you have one." Mike said.

"I do." Onity said. "What's yours?"

Mike only thought it'd be fair to answer Onity's question first. He learned to be patient with the man.

"Schmidt. I'm Mike Schmidt." He said.

"Oh. So then mine would be Schmidt." Onity replied.

There was a snort from the other room and the two looked over into the living room.

"Hey, don't be flirting with my boyfriend without me!"

Onity looked confused and then realized he was coming off the way.

"Oh! No! It's just, back on Yvenity, you share the last name of the owner of the house you live in. I shared my parent's last name because I lived with them, but If I chose to move out, I would either pick or be assigned a new last name." Onity explained.

"Hm. People on Earth who share last names are either related or married. If you haven't noticed, my last name is Crisson." Tyler replied.

"And not Schmidt?" Onity asked.

There was a pause.

"We'll get to that." Tyler replied. "Someday."

Mike smiled at that and then turned back to Onity. "You can still use the name you used back at home. But I can't force you out of your culture, so I guess if you want to use Schmidt, I don't mind. Not like you have any real use for it though."

There was no reply, so Mike went back to his work on his laptop, and Tyler paid his attention back to the TV. Onity still had not unpaused the game. He looked down at it, contemplating. The words wanted to escape his mouth, but yet with them memories. He liked to think about the future more then the past, not that it bothered him greatly....it just felt strange.

"It means darling in french." Onity said within the silence. "I don't know what the name's significance was in Yvenity, but I found while reading books that the name exists as a word here on Earth."

Mike opened a new tab on his laptop, and Tyler picked up the phone on his lap. They both, without reply, knowing that Onity did not expect a reply, found the the french word for darling in a translator.

Chéri.

-...-

"Do you miss Yvenity?"

Tyler asked, laying on the bed, staring up at the ceiling fan. It was dark outside, and the only light in the room was the lamp on Mike's side of the bed. The room was quiet other then for the fan's light humming. Onity, who laid down on the bed with his right leg over the side of the bed, let out a sigh. He too stared up at the ceiling.

"No." Onity answered.

Tyler did not expect that answer, at glanced to the side. He watched Onity stare peacefully up at nothing but the spinning fan.

"No?"

Onity closed his eyes.

"I miss some of the people I once knew, of course, but Yvenity itself, no."

"That makes more sense." Tyler said. "I thought it would be strange for you to not miss your home."

"I don't miss my home." Onity continued. "Why would I miss my home when I am home?"

"We've only been dating a few days and you're already pulling out some of that cliché talk." Tyler folded his arms under his head. He went back to look up at the fan. He heard the door to the bathroom open. Mike had walked back in, and was making his way over to the bed.

"Earth has been my home the moment I got stuck here. There was never a way for me to return to Yvenity, and though I didn't consider Earth to be where I belonged at the time, things changed. I met people who made Earth my home."

"That...that sounds like something you'd say."

-...-

"Hey, Onity?"

Tyler sat in the backseat of the car with Onity, Mike driving. Mike asked the question, thought kept his eyes on the road. They were at a red light. They'd been talking about Rose and how Rose wanted them to meet her new boyfriend at dinner that night with Tyler's parents.

"Hm?" Onity looked up at his boyfriend. They'd been dating, all three of them, for almost a year, and he loved them very much.

"Do you have any siblings?" Mike asked.

Mike and Tyler both knew that asking Onity questions about his past rarely go them answers, but the subject had come up again about Tyler's older sister, so Mike decided to take the chance and ask again. This was their second time asking. They find that after three of four times asking, they stop asking Onity that particular question.

"I had an older sister and brother and a younger sister." Onity replied. "Knowing my mother, I might have a sibling I don't know about."

Onity actually answered the question, so the two decided why not try to get more from Onity. He tend to answer more questions when he's already answered one.

"Do you remember much about them?" Tyler asked.

Onity nodded his head. "Audrey was always very serious, but liked to teach me things and was pretty protective of me. Emaurri was quiet to just about everyone but me and Audrey. Karma was pretty little when I left, so I can't say much about her, but she was very curious and excitable."

"Much like you are now." Mike replied and Onity smiled.

"I sometimes wonder about them, but of course I have nice family here as well." Onity continued. "Rose treats me like a brother."

"She has the moment she met you. She really likes you." Tyler nodded.

"She's an interesting character." Onity replied. He recalled the first time he met Tyler's sister. He'd just moved in with Tyler and Mike and Tyler asked Rose to take Onity shopping for new clothes. They'd stopped at a cafe for lunch where Rose proceeded to ask Onity if he thought any of the passing ladies were hot, only to learn Onity was gay. Onity also learned he was gay that day. He learned that Rose was bi.

"Mike we passed our turn." Tyler glanced out the window.

"Shit!"

That night, at dinner with Tyler's parents, The three met Rose's new boyfriend: Gavin Schmidt.

-...-

Onity grabbed the man's face and kissed him. They've kissed before, but this kiss meant so much more. It gave an answer that the man needed. When he pulled back, he smiled, his hand combing through the blonde locks of hair of the other man.

"Of course I love you." Onity replied. There was never a time he didn't love Mike or Tyler.

Mike leaned down and rested his head on Onity's shoulder, and they sat together in the silence of the room.

"Thank you." Mike whispered back with a deep breath.

Onity hugged Mike.

This question, the question "Do you love me?", was important to note because they aren't the kind of lovers who tell each other "I love you" all the time. Its words that don't need to be spoken all the time. Actions were louder then words. But sometimes, sometimes Mike would ask, because sometimes he needed her hear those words. Mike struggled with a voice in his head that would tell him otherwise. A voice Onity was happy he could prove wrong.

"I would give up everything for you and Tyler." Onity wanted to say, but he would save these words for another day.

"I love you." He said instead.

-...-