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Chained – chapter 4
“Red!! Red!!” Blue called out as he
landed on his knees at Red’s side, hand on his shoulder, head leaning down
trying to gently, but hurriedly, awake the sleeping Link. His eyes raked over Reds smaller body, what
had Shadow done to him?! Had he done anything?! Had he hurt him?
Had he…
Blues eyes narrowed in a growing rage. If Shadow had touched him, if Shadow had even
LOOKED at Red with those foul blood eyes Blue swore he’d rip them out of his
eye sockets.
But looking down at Red, it seemed quite the opposite. Aside from the bruises around his wrists,
ones that matched Blues from his chains, and a tattered tunic, he looked
relatively unharmed. There were no
marks, no signs of blood, he didn’t looked starved, in fact he could have just
been sleeping in old ragged clothes had he known any better.
“Red?” he asked more softly this time, leaning in closer to
the sleeping face, before very slowly, Reds eyes began to open.
The shiny sapphires that met Blues eyes felt like the most
beautiful things he’d ever seen.
“Blue?” came the small voice, as those sapphires widened in
realisation, and suddenly the widest smile lit up his face, “Blue!!” and he
leapt up from the floor burying himself at Blues chest, his arms wrapping
around him tightly, “You’re alive! Blue you’re alive!!”
Blue stumbled slightly as Red landed in his arms, falling
sideways onto his right thigh as Red clung to him. This was a dream wasn’t it? Was Red….really
here? Blue looked down at the blond mess
of hair against his chest, eyes dubious but oh so hopeful, as if not wanting to
believe in case he’d wake up. Blue cautiously placed his arms around Reds
shoulders, so tenderly as if Red would shatter if he held him too hard. But the
moment he held that smaller body against his own, that familiar warmth pouring
into his skin, an amazed and radiant smile lit up Blues face, his first smile
in what felt like such a long time.
“Red…” he whispered incredulously, before he clung to him so
hard, his fingers bunching the fabric of Reds tunic together as he held him as
tightly as possible, “ Y...you’re
alive! You’re here, you’re…how…you were…Red!”
With eyes closed in a gratified bliss he hugged Red against
him, a loss for words, his mind still trying to believe he was really here, an
overwhelming sense of adoration flowing through his veins for the body he now
clung to.
“Blue I can’t believe it, I thought you were dead I didn’t
know where you were! Shadow wouldn’t tell me I thought-“
Blue quickly placed his hands on Reds shoulders and pushed
him out a little so he could look at him, “Has he hurt you?” Blue interrupted,
eyes scanning swiftly over his features.
He had to know first, he had to make sure he was okay before anything
else! “What has he done to you are you alright? Has he……..…a-are you okay?”
How could he phrase “has he raped you?”,
he wasn’t going to say that to Red! And anyway….Shadow couldn’t have. That innocence was still in Red’s eyes, that
curious perplexed look as Red gazed at him, and that
small sweet smile on his lips as he smiled at Blue in comfort. That wouldn’t be
there if Shadow had violated him.
No, Shadow hadn’t touched him.
“I’m okay Blue, really, Shadow hasn’t done anything to me,
but…….….what about you?” Red asked,
eyes wide as he….pretended…. to
notice for the first time the state Blue was actually in. His bandaged half ear, his shredded tunic,
blood stains, wounds and bruises everywhere, and how thin he was. “W-what’s
Shadow done to you?!”
Blue could see the panic in Reds eyes as he looked over his
tortured body, but Blue smiled wistfully, shaking his head, “Nothing I can’t
handle.” He replied quietly. He would
never tell Red, at least in here, what Shadow had done to him. He wasn’t going to be the one to take the
innocence out of those eyes.
He raised one hand and brushed away those golden locks from
Reds eyes, his other arm wrapping back around Reds shoulders. He stared longingly into those eyes, the eyes
he’d dreamt about, the warmth he’d dreamt about, the smile he so desperately
longed to see again.
“Although having said that,” Blue began, a relived adoring
smile to his lips, “I feel so much better for seeing you again.”
Red smiled bashfully, and he slowly wrapped his arms back
around Blues chest and rested his head against his shoulder, eyes closed…a small smirk to his lips. “Oh Blue.”
“I mean, it’s horrifying that you’ve been captured but…”
Blue hugged him tighter, relishing in his presence, “I’ve wanted nothing more
than to see you again. Shadow wouldn’t tell me if you were alive either. He never told me he’d captured you too. The
last I saw you were being attacked by the Hinoxes. They were so close I thought there was no way
that you’d…”
He closed his eyes and buried his face in Reds hair. There was no need to think like that
anymore. Red wasn’t dead. He was right here, warm and safe in his arms.
“I thought they were going to get me too,” Red replied,
snuggling against him, “but they knocked me out instead. I woke up in a room with my hands chained
together, but it wasn’t a dungeon like this.
It had a wooden door, like a bedroom, it even had a bed in it, though
it’s a really old squeaky one,” he giggled lightly, “and a bathroom. Shadow never did do anything to me, he just
left me there. I was given enough food too, so….I don’t
know why Shadow has done all this to you.”
Red pulled back again and looked around the dungeon, “This
is cruel.” He said, his eyes beginning to glisten, “It’s more than cruel.”
“It doesn’t matter,” Blue said kindly, unable to take his
eyes off of Red for a moment, “All that matters is that you’re okay.” And it
was true. He felt no jealously for Red
being treated so much better than he was, in fact he almost felt like perhaps
Shadow couldn’t be as bad as he thought, if he couldn’t bring himself to hurt
Red. “Do you know how long it’s been since we were captured? Or why he’s brought
you down here?” Blue added quietly.
Red shook his head, “My room didn’t have a window either,
and I don’t know why I’m here. I just
fell asleep and woke up here.”
Red looked so sad that it made Blues heartache. Red wasn’t allowed to look sad, so Blue put on an encouraging smile, “Hey don’t look like that,
I may be battered up a bit, but I’m still alive.” He smiled at him, “And now I
know you’re alive too.”
Reds bottom lip trembled as he looked at him, and he buried
his head underneath Blues chin, hugging him tightly again, “Oh Blue. I’ve
missed you so much.”
If this was some sick little game from Shadow, to give him
Red and then take him away again later, then Blue wasn’t going to fall for it.
Shadow had inadvertently just proved to him that Red was alive, and it was the
only thing he had wanted to know down here. As long as he knew Red was alive,
that was all that mattered, even if he took Red away again later on. He was
alive.
Blue cupped the back of Reds head, threading his fingers
through the silky hair. It was the most beautiful sensation, to feel something
so soft on his fingers that had felt nothing but hard stone for so long. “I’ve missed you too Red,” he whispered, his
voice almost cracking as he felt his throat closing with building emotion,
“More than anything… I’ve missed you.”
He never wanted to let Red go, never again, Shadow couldn’t
prise them apart. He’d chain himself
around Red, somehow, take those horrible dark chains and force them to his
will, somehow, wrap them around himself and Red, lock them together so they’d
never be parted again.
Somehow.
Suddenly Blues heart was beating faster in his chest. Red was right here with him, right here
holding him, and suddenly it was as if all those years of concealed feelings,
of hidden love for the sake of their endless battle for the light, all of it
seemed so silly. Why had they not told each other earlier how they felt? They
could have enjoyed so much more with each other before this happened, before
the warm contentment was replaced by this cold darkness.
“Red…listen there’s…” this warmth from Reds body, pouring
over his cold skin, it was almost intoxicating, “there’s something I really
want to say to you while you’re here…while I still have the chance.”
Red looked up at him, such innocent beauty in that face, it
just made Blue feel so warm from the inside out. For so long he’d wanted to say to Red what he
was about to say, and he always imagined it would be such an awkward,
embarrassed moment, but now, it just felt so simple, like it was exactly what
he was supposed to do.
“I…I know we always, kind of knew without saying anything,
that we both…well…” okay, so perhaps it was still an embarrassing awkward
moment, but somehow this made Blue smile, that he could still feel such a silly
feeling amongst all that’s happened. He
took a small calming breath and leant forward, placing his forehead against Red’s,
his fingers threading through his hair again. He knew there must have been a
small blush on his cheeks, he could feel the heat
there. Red gave him that heat.
“It’s probably not the best place to tell you, but I just
wanted you know,” he whispered, Reds sweet breath against his lips, “That more
than anything in this world…I lo-“
And Red’s lip were on his.
Half way through that four letter word and Red had leant
forward, eyes closed, pressing his lovable lips against Blues dry ones. It was
such an eager kiss, leaning into him, more of that warmth seeping through Blues
tattered clothes and pale skin. But the heat on his lips, that was the
hottest out of all. Red seemed to want
make up for the years they hadn’t kissed each other, when they knew they both
wanted to. He wrapped his arms around
Blues neck, leaning upwards, deepening this kiss that made Blue feel weaker
than he ever had done imprisoned down here.
But it was a far nicer weakness.
Blues arms slipped around Reds waist as they sat there on
the dungeon floor, lost in each other as they did what they had wanted to do so
many years ago. Blue was sure that if he
had to endure everything that Shadow had already done to him for a second time,
just to have this kiss again, he’d gladly suffer through it all. He’d suffer through anything for Red, and never,
in the history of kisses in this world, had one kiss been so needed, so
desperately wanted, and so perfect. Reds
lips felt like molten glass, fiery and smooth, gliding over Blues own deprived
lips as their tongues intertwined, reaching out for each others like they had
desperate souls of their own, aching for the touch of one another.
With his head gloriously swimming and his body warmer than
it had ever been, Blue wanted this feeling to last until the end of time. After
all the pain, all the hard floors, all the tight chains and cold loneliness,
this one gesture of love made Blue want to curl himself around Red, to cling to
him, to bury his face against his chest and just drift away. Drift anywhere, he
didn’t care where, just as long as Reds arms were around him, this loving
warmth flowing into him.
As always with perfect kisses, they do have to end, and even
though it already felt like he’d been adrift for an eternity, when they pulled
away for air Blue still thought it was too soon.
“…love you.” Red whispered, breathing heavily against Blues
lips, finishing his sentence for him.
With such loving eyes Blue smiled at him, his breathing
matching Reds, “Yeah……love you.”
He’d said it, he’d finally, finally said it, and shared his very first
kiss with him too. It was hardly the most romantic place, but that didn’t
matter, because Blue had needed that so much.
He felt like he could take on the whole world by himself now, felt
stronger than he had done since his capture, felt light-hearted and alive, all
from one, wonderful little kiss.
Red had a beautiful blush to his cheeks, and those bright
eyes were darkened with a feeling that was spreading quickly through Blues own
veins too. Desire.
There was a moment of silence between them, like they were reading each other’s
minds, just like before when they were free and they knew of their feelings for
one another, even though neither had said a word.
In one moment Reds lips were back on Blues, slower this
time, Red gently licking over Blues lips to moisten them before joining them
together once again. Immediately Blues body returned to that blissful state of
drifting, eyes closed as his tongue played lazily with Reds. Somewhere through his drifting he felt Reds
fingertips slide down his side gently, brushing over that old arrow wound. A part of him somewhere deep inside him
wondered again how long he’d been down here, because that arrow wound didn’t
hurt at all, in fact it felt as though it was entirely healed, barely even a
scar.
Reds fingers travelled around to his back, holding his waist
tightly as Blue didn’t even register the fact he was being pushed backwards to
lie on the floor. Even as his shoulder blades dug back into that hard stone and
the back of his head lay against it too, Blue still didn’t really register it.
His mind and body were too preoccupied.
Red was lying across his chest now, his fingers brushing down Blues
arms, those soft lips now trailing whispers of kisses across his cheek as his
other hand began to slowly push aside the threads of Blues shredded tunic
across his chest.
Blues body was screaming for his touch, screaming for his
embrace, and his head was swimming so much it felt like he was drunk, drunk on
the warmth Red was spreading throughout his body. He didn’t know what to do with his hands, but
Red didn’t seem to mind. He threaded his fingers through Blues on one hand,
holding them tightly as he began to kiss softly down Blues neck, Blue arching into
the touch with a heavenly sigh.
But somewhere inside him……….no…this was wrong….not here.
Through his hazy mind Blue tried to raise his arm that wasn’t
pinned down by Red, tried to place it on his shoulder to get his attention,
“No…Red…don’t, not like this. I can’t do this…”
But aside from that one arm that he managed to control the
rest of his body wasn’t listening. He could feel himself getting hard, and
fast, at the way Red was lying against him. Even his eyes wouldn’t listen as
they refused to open, too lost adrift with sensation.
“But Blue…” he heard Red whisper,
“You’re so cold. I want to do this, I want to give you
my warmth…before you get taken away from me again.”
Despite the adorable pleading in Reds voice Blue managed to
shake his head ever so slightly in a no, but a small gasp left his lips as Reds
hand travelled downwards underneath the hem of his trousers, pushing them down
over his backside, his fingertips teasing his hardening cock as they brushed
feather touches back over it.
“N-no…” Blue stuttered, part of his brain wondering why the
hell he was complaining, “i-if Shadow comes down here…”
“He won’t come down here.” Red whispered, and in Blues
drunken mind it didn’t even register to ask the question of how he knew Shadow
wouldn’t come down.
He wanted to push Red away…he needed to hold him. He
wanted this to stop…he needed this
more than anything. He wanted to tell Red what Shadow had done to him…he needed to feel Red against him to cancel
out that awful memory.
His heart was screaming at him to stop, but his mind wanted
nothing more than for this to happen. Or maybe it was the other way around? Blue didn’t know, nor care right now. Every
inch of skin felt alight, for so long it had felt nothing but hard floor and
cold air, and Reds soft and warm touch made it cry out, longing for it, longing
for Reds hands to be everywhere all at once. The love in his touch was such a
contrast to the harshness of Shadows rough and violating hands, this was like a
perfect dream, the opposite of everything he had felt and suffered through
these past…however many nights it had been.
Reds lips were on Blues chest, feather light nuzzles across
the slash wounds, a blush growing deeper and deeper on Blues face as Reds hand
wrapped itself around his aching cock, unable to stop itself from reacting to
that desperately wanted touch. Red licked his way back up Blues neck, his hand
moving slowly and rhythmically over that hard flesh, Blues heart pumping a mile
a minute. He couldn’t think, he could
barely breath, after so much pain this pleasure was
too much, he couldn’t take it.
Red moved faster, squeezing that throbbing cock, and Blue
crossed his forearms over his eyes as he lost himself to that yearning need.
His blush spread across his face, his lips parted and panting, “Red!” he gasped
urgently as that pool of heat rose within him.
He was lost completely, the lips, the hands, the quickly
rising heat, and then amongst the darkness a white light flashed beneath his
eyelids as he arched into Reds hand, groaning loudly
as his release shuddered throughout his body, that white sticky mess landing
across his stomach.
His arms fell down either side of his head, his heaving
chest gradually slowing, eyes still closed, “I love you.” He quietly panted, as
Red leant down and slowly kissed across his lips again.
Blue was so unbelievably content he could barely move. So what that he was lying on a cold stone
floor, Red had been right that Shadow never came down, and Red had just….a
lazy, happy and, almost slightly giggly smile grew across his lips. He never
thought he’d ever get a chance to do this with Red, never, and now the
happiness that overwhelmed him felt so wonderful.
“My turn.” Red whispered again his
smiling lips.
Blues eyes drowsily opened at Reds words, a happy and sneaky
look to them…
…and then his slowly calming heart froze in his chest.
It wasn’t Reds innocent sapphire eyes that were looking down
at him.
Before his post-orgasmic brain could piece together the fact
Reds’ eyes now matched his name, his own eyes staring wide and disbelievingly
at them, those dark chains shot out from the stone floor and wrapped themselves
around his wrists, pinning his hands by his head. Red slowly stood up, his dark red eyes not
once leaving Blues, and more chains quickly shot out from beneath Blues legs, raking
up underneath his knees pulling them backwards, chaining them back so his knees
were bent and parted above him.
Blue lay there, stunned and shocked beyond belief, a
sickening terror rising in his throat as his brain tried to piece together what
had just happened, still fuzzy from everything that had just been done to him.
“R…” he tried to speak, but his voice was lost, his eyes
remaining large and terrifyingly confused, as he watched the fingernails on
Reds hand grow inches long before swiping at the midsection of his trousers
that had been pulled down to his thighs, splitting them in half so there was
easy access to his already violated area.
The smirk that grew across Reds once innocent face made a
horrifying chill run down Blues spine.
“S-Shadow?…that’s im-…..impossible…wha-…” Blues
heart was racing in nauseating realisation.
This wasn’t possible, it wasn’t, it couldn’t!
IT COULDN’T!!
Small sharp fangs, exactly like Shadows, showed as Red
smiled, “You didn’t know I could do this did you? Look like any of you.” He
began to laugh at the horror in Blues eyes, and the sound was so horribly horribly wrong on
that face.
“STOP IT!” Blue suddenly screamed at him, his face flushing
with humiliation, hot tears prickling at his eyes, his heart shattering where
he lay.
It wasn’t Red, it had never been, it
was Shadow all along. That first kiss, the words he’d so longed to say, he’d
done it all to Shadow! And now…he’d just let Shadow touch him like that,
willingly let him…all the pleasure he’d just felt wasn’t caused by Red it was….
Blue thought he was going to throw up, and had there been
anything in his stomach he probably would have done. Shadow couldn’t stop
laughing, turning his eyes back to their bright blue again just to see the look
of seething fury and mortification in Blues eyes.
Blue couldn’t stand to look at him, he screwed his eyes
tightly shut, head turned to one side, forcing back
the bile in his throat and the tears from his eyes. Shadow had violated his
mind now. Every touch, every wonderful
thought he’d had adrift with Red in his mind, it wasn’t Red, not a single thing. The warmth in his body that he’d gained from
“Reds” touches suddenly felt like a disease, and he pushed himself into the
cold stone beneath him, wanting to soak up that cold, get rid of his heat, this
disgusting heat caused by this disgusting Shadow! Never more in his life had he felt like
crying, Shadow had seen the most vulnerable side of him and had now ripped it
away, seen his love and laughed at it, seen his desperate need for Red and took
advantage of it. The tears and hatred
that he longed to set free were at the very brink of exploding. He’d never be able to think of Red again
without thinking of Shadows touches, he’d tainted his memories now, ruined the
one thing that kept him going while trapped down here! Blues mind was racing he
felt like he was going to lose it!!
Shadow knelt down between Blues pinned legs and leaned over
his chest, faking that innocence back into his eyes and voice, “Awww Blue don’t look away like that, I only wanted to make
you feel reeeeeally good so I could humiliate you and
fuck with your mind as well as your body.”
He laughed again, Reds laugh, and Blue tightened his eyes,
wishing he could block his ears. This was sickeningly disturbing and wrong, and
so awfully heartbreaking. He knew it was
Shadow, plainly obvious it was Shadow, but looking like that all he could see
was Red, and every word and laugh made him want to cry out in despair and
strangle this vile creature leaning over him. He’d destroyed every image,
destroyed every memory, destroyed every dream.
He’d destroyed his innocent Red.
“Oh this is going to be soooo
interesting,” Shadow continued in Reds voice, “I wonder…what reaction your body
will have if I fuck you right now, looking like this.”
That got Blues attention more than anything, and his eyes
flew open, head snapping round to glare at Shadow with such pure and raw hatred,
but a sickening horror shining easily through. A genuine terrifying fear was
clawing its way up Blues chest.
“Oooo I like those eyes,” Shadow
said triumphantly, “What do you think? Being raped by the one you love, sounds
fun doesn’t it? Sweet little Red-”
“Don’t you DARE say his name!” Blue
screamed at him again, gritting his teeth if only to continue in trying to stop
those tears that wanted so fall so freely, “And don’t you dare touch me.”
A part of him was seething with anger, another part of him was
curled up in a ball sobbing his heart out, and yet another was backing against
the wall terrified of Shadows words. All three wanted to come forth at the same
time.
“I don’t really think you have much of a choice here Blue,”
Shadow said sweetly, “I get you off, out of the kindness of my own heart, and
now like I said, it’s my turn. It’s only
fair don’t you agree?”
“Don’t…touch me…” he seethed at him slowly, a blinding fury
building behind his tearful eyes, his body beginning to tremble at the effort it
took not to let a soul shattering scream out to the world.
Shadow leant down to Blues face, his eyes briefly changing
into his own red ones again, “I’ll make those tears fall Blue.” He whispered,
before his eyes changed back, Reds innocence shining down, and Blue looked away
again.
He wouldn’t cry, he wouldn’t, no matter how much his heart
was begging for those tears to be released, to just let them out, to cry for
his tainted thoughts, cry for his tainted Red. He was
so focused on his tears he couldn’t hold back the small sob that escaped his
lips as he felt Shadows…no, they were Reds, DAMMIT it was Shadows!..... fingers on his arse, lifting
his hips up a little from the ground, the chains wrapped around his ankles
pulling back tighter.
“Look at me Blue,” Shadow said, that sweet innocent voice
making Blue bite his bottom lip hard, breaking the skin and blood staining the
ends of his teeth. He wouldn’t look. He’d
never look, not at Red like this, he wouldn’t….
“I said LOOK AT ME!”
Five separate excruciating pains shot through his left thigh
as Blues scream echoed off the dungeon walls.
Shadows fingernails had grown five inches long in a split second,
slicing straight into Blues flesh where he held onto one leg. Panting briefly Blue
prised one agonising eye open to look at Shadow, to look at Red, to feel his
throat close tightly at the image.
“Please….” Blue whispered, barely audible, the part of him
that wanted to never beg to Shadow now curled up around his memories of Red, trying
desperately and failing miserably to protect them from Shadows haunting
touches, “Don’t….” His vision was blurred, the tears obstructing his sight.
Shadow simply smirked at the distraught sight before him, “I
hope this memory destroys everything you loved about him.” he whispered in Reds
form, and with Blue still looking at him he thrust forward, his cock piercing
straight through that unbelievably tight and still incredibly sore ring of muscle.
Blues eyes snapped wide in agony, another scream of pain
running from his lips as his head snapped backwards, lose teardrops flying
upwards into the air.
Shadow was just as rough as he was the first time, if not
worse, somehow wanting to imprint this vision of Red raping him deeply into Blues
mind. Blue lay there, his back raking against the rough stone on every thrust,
his mind feeling like it had lost itself to madness. He kept his eyes tightly closed, he wouldn’t
look at him, he couldn’t, he’d break down if he did.
But Shadow wouldn’t let him hide behind his eyelids, he kept whispering things,
over and over, telling him in Reds voice how much he’d wanted to hurt him, how he’d
never loved Blue, how the thought of being with Blue sickened him to his
stomach. He’d giggle in Reds sweet
voice, his fingernails digging into Blues skin, holding him firmly as he fucked
him, blood once again dripping onto the floor.
Blues mind was trying to go blank, trying to block out those
mad-inducing words, trying to separate this pain from Reds face, but it wasn’t
working. He tried to keep in his screams, his groans of anguish, but he couldn’t. In the end, he wasn’t crying out because of
the physical pain, his heart hurt far worse, and the cries he let lose now were
because of the pain ripping through his memories. Every time he saw Reds face it would turn
into Shadow, every touch became Shadows claw-like fingers, every smile became
that dark smirk. He was reaching out to
find some un-touched memory, some pure thought, reaching out to find the one he
loved………
Red…….Red……………………“You
make me wanna be sick at the sight of you”…………..……please……………….………”I’ve always hated
you” …………………....stop………………..….”You disgust
me!”……PLEASE!
“STOP!” Blue sobbed loudly, his
tears falling freely over his eyelids, running down his cheeks and over his
ears to the floor, one after another.
Perhaps it was Blues heart-wrenching sob that threw him over
the edge, but Shadow came right then, pounding hard into that tight entrance,
savouring the sweet vision of the tears falling from Blues eyes. As he slowed
and released himself, cum mingled with the blood on the floor, Shadow transformed
entirely back to his original form, crawling over Blue again and immediately
licking up the wet trails his tears had left. Blue remained refusing to open
his eyes, his body trembling with his second rape and the overwhelming loss in
his mind.
“I told you I’d see your tears.” Shadow whispered, before
laughing that sick twisted laugh of his, standing up and walking towards the
dungeon door, “You’re broken Blue.” He said over his shoulder, “And although I
know there is still fight left in you, you won’t be the same again.” He grinned
back at him, locking the door and waving his hand so the chains dropped back
into the floor, Blues legs falling with them, and another chain appeared beside
Blues neck, wrapping itself around it, tight but not enough to strangle him.
“Enjoy your dreams.” He
sneered, before disappearing up the stairs, extremely pleased with his victory.
Moments passed, and Blue now lay in silence. He stared up at
the ceiling, his eyes wide and unfocused, his face torn with sorrow and body trembling
with shock. Minutes went by, his breathing shaking like his body, his mind
flashing horrifying images of this torturous rape in front of his eyes.
…drip………………….drip………….…drip……………….
“….Red…”
Blues choked voice whispered that one lost name into the
air, before with his last remaining strength he curled in on himself, knees to
his chest, hands covering his face as the tears fell, pouring like raindrops,
his shoulders shuddering with heart crushing sobs that wracked through his
fragile form.
Behind his closed eyelids, Red smirked.
To be continued…
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