Thus Always To Tyrants | Daisuga

Twelve

Daichi laughed as he watched Asahi get his ass beat once again by Suga, the silverette happily hopped over to Daichi pulling the Dane into a hug. "You did great." as his lover looked up at him Daichi rubbed his thumb over the open cut on Suga's cheek with a frown.

"Oh come on, it's just a small cut?"
"I know, I don't want your beautiful face to have scars."

Suga leaned up pressing a gentle kiss on Daichi's lips before pulling away from him and stretching out his limbs as Kuroo walked over. "Well aren't you two an adorable couple?" Daichi gave the king a glare as Kuroo motioned over to Suga. "I wish to speak with you." The silverette nodded as he followed Kuroo away.

Asahi moved closer towards his friend as they watched them leave. "Something doesn't feel right about that king."

Suga followed Kuroo into the forest, he noticed how the messy haired king glanced at his hands. "What did you want to talk to me about?"

"Why have you gone against your faith? What- What is so interesting about these... Pagans?"
Suga flinched at Kuroo's tone, he seemed angry that Suga had chosen a new path, he watched as the king glared over at him. "Why would you, someone raised by christian parents, a boy meant to marry a christian king, turn for the heathens for comfort?"

"Why are you insulting them when you said you will help us?"

....

Bokuto looked over at Daichi the Dane seemed to be deep in thought as he walked over to him, the atmosphere had darkened when the messy haired king had arrived and the suspicion of him had worsened as Suga stormed back towards Daichi's tent with a sly Kuroo smirking from the trees.

Daichi glanced at the Welsh lord before heading to his tent where he questioned Suga but got no other answer than. "I'm tired."

.....

The next day Suga looked across the empty battlefield, Oikawa's kingdom just a few moments away and yet there was no sign of his army, the silverette's horse snorted as it stomped on the dry soil. "Where are the-"

"Well, if it isn't the king's army."

Suga looked over seeing the cyan and grey banners of Oikawa's kingdom as two horsemen with an army behind them rode over to them, one of them Suga knew by the name Mattsun while the other was Makki.

"Oikawa has changed his mind about freely giving you the prisoner, and if you fail at beating him he'll kill him." 

The two chuckled as they rode away, Daichi looked over at Suga with worry. "What?"
"Kuroo isn't here."

"He's what?"

As the words escaped Suga's mouth war cries from behind them sounded out as did from Oikawa's army in front of them. "That bastard lied to us!" The voice came from Bokuto as he rushed his horse forward with his axe to his side as it bluntly crushed and broke through bones of soldiers, Daichi quickly rushed over grabbing Suga's reins. "Go, Suga you need to leave."

"No, I'm not going to let you los-"
"Go for your own sake I'll catch up."

Suga didn't want to go but as Daichi turned he roughly slapped the back of Suga's horse causing it to run away, he held the reins tightly as the footsteps heavily hit against the ground crusing the overgrown grass, looking back he saw Kuroo's messy hair which had been brushed back against the wind.

Pulling back on the reins, a bit too hard, the horse quickly stopped rearing back Suga gasped as he fell off from the saddle before the horse ran off, Kuroo hopped off from his own, the silverette crawled back trying to grab his sword but his hand was roughly stomped onto the ground by Kuroo's shoe.

"Got you now."
Suga glared up at him, biting his lip as his wrist began to crack.
"I'll make sure they don't kill Daichi or Asahi if it makes you happy, but, no promises can be made for your well being."

Suga's eyes widened as he saw priests and monks walking toward them, his heart pounded against his chest in fear as he tried to wriggle away from Kuroo. "Now, why do you want to run away from the nice holy men? They just want to help you remember who you ar-"

"Let me go Kuroo! Please! Please don't let them do it! Help me!"
The messy haired king flinched seeing the fear in Suga's eyes as the holy men grabbed him taking the sword off his hip and tying his hands behind his back. "Forgive me."

"I have nothing to forgive you for, the priests wanted you and so they shall have you."

.....

Daichi looked around trying to find the king who had betrayed them, but he was nowhere to be seen, looking over he noticed how they were losing, there were only two ways out, death or go to the camp.

"Please be there.. Bokuto! Tell your warriors to run! We'll be massacred at this rate!"

The black and white haired Welshman called his warriors back, as they ran away from the battle the two kingdoms cheered in their victory, as they got back to the camp Daichi looked around through the wounded soldiers hope died as he didn't see his lover.

"Suga?"
He jumped down from his horse rushing over to the tent opening it as a breath left him. "No, no, no. No."

"Daichi?"
Asahi neared his friend who violently threw his axe into the ground. "I cant lose him! Please Asahi we need to go find him!" The long haired Dane shook his head as he looked at Daichi's and his own wounds. "Tomorrow, I swear we will tomorrow but you need to rest and fix up your wounds."

A rage filled scream from outside the tent echoed through the air, Asahi looked behind him as Bokuto repeatedly stabbed at the earth Akaashi stood next to him with a bored look. "What if Suga doesn't have tomorrow? I didn't see Kuroo besides when he came charging at us, Asahi."

"I know, but hopefully Odin will keep him alive, just like he kept you alive today. The gods are on your side."

"Yours too, Asahi."
"I have yet to marry, and it was you who kept me alive today, not Odin."

"You want to marry? To who?"
"A person who we seem to be in a war for."