The Fox and the Raven

Cutting Ties

"Они идут ~ (They are coming~)" Vanya said excitedly with a smirk, sitting in her office with Milae and Kelile as well as an unexpected guest...

Nicolas woke up in the same room at Kaede. He felt extremely weak and nauseous. The last thing he remembered was his mother hugging him and injecting him with something into his neck.

'She must have found out about me trying to help Kaede...'

The mafioso squinted his eyes when the made contact with the light from the window. They fluttering a bit before focusing. He saw Kaede hanging by his wrists from a chain on the ceiling.

"ДЕРЬМО! (SHIT!)" Nicolas scooted his chair back far enough to hit the wall. He slammed his body as hard as he possibly could against the wall, wincing in pain. He forced the scream in the throat to remain contained. He did it again. And again. He thought his hands would break. Finally on the last try, the metal chair he was tied to bent enough for him to take his hands and feet away from it. He unbound his ankles and bit the rope on his hands clean in half.

"KAEDE-" Nicolas yelled his lover's name, starting to cry. He ran towards him.

"I-I'm cold-" Kaede said in almost a whisper. He was absolutely covered in blood and trembling.

Nicolas tried to touch him but Kaede kicked him in the stomach, surprisingly hard.

Before he knew it, Kaede grabbed the chain on his wrists and flipped himself up, standing on top of the metal pipe he was hanging from. He dislocated his own fingers, calmly before sliding his hands out from inside the chains and dropping back down to the ground like a cat. He relocated his fingers, staring at Nicolas with a death glare and slowly walking towards him. Blood filled his eyes.

Nicolas was stunned to say the least. Kaede hadn't eaten in 3 days and had lost an extensive amount of blood. His had cuts and bruises all over him and yet he look fine. It fact, he looked absolutely pissed. More than that, he looked heartbroken.

Kaede ripped his already torn shirt off, throwing it to the other side of the room. Even his tattoos were covered with blood. Nicolas just met him eyes, slowly backing up.

"Я сижу в этой проклятой комнате как минимум 3 дня. Меня пытали и избили до полусмерти. Вы хотите знать, что мне действительно больно? (I've been sitting in this damn room for at least 3 days. I was tortured and beaten to a pulp. Do you want to know what is really hurting me?)" Kaede asked Nicolas, still walking towards him with a bloodthirsty look, he wiped blood away from his mouth.

"It was you." Kaede said.

Nicolas couldn't stop crying. He gripped the wall behind him.

"Мне жаль, моя любовь- (I am so sorry, my love-)" He whispered, looking down to meet Kaede's eyes.

"DON'T FUCKING CALL ME THAT!" Kaede screamed, crying hysterically now. He lunged at Nicolas and sat on his shoulders. He wrapped his legs around the mafioso's throat along with his arms and started strangling him, still crying.

"I WILL CALL YOU THAT! BECAUSE I DO LOVE YOU!" Nicolas choked. He grabbed Kaede's legs and pulled him down, holding his waist.

"YOU FUCKING LIAR! YOU PUNCHED ME AND FUCKING STRANGLED ME!"

Kaede wrapped his legs around Nicolas' waist, squeezing his legs as hard a possible and cracking a couple of Nicolas's ribs. Nicolas who had been trying not to hurt the little one this whole time finally grabbed him by the throat and threw him down to the ground as he collapsed against the wall, clutching his not shattered ribs and wincing.