Fire and Ice (Blaze Seto x reader x Ice Seto)

Chapter Four

I can't remember if I said the reader is gagged or not, she is, for this. Also, I'm most likely redoing the cover, I just think it looks weird...

Y/n pov

The fighting started again, fire slinging everywhere, ice/water as well. It was chaos. And for what? Me? It reminded me of the  old days. The days I never wished to relive. What a shame this is happening. But oh well, what could I do? Only sit and watch. Twenty minutes passed, and nothing advanced. Nothing. Neither of the clones didn't even look tired, lashing out with psychotic grins and laugh. I've seen enough, struggling slightly while pushing the gag out of my mouth with my tongue. It was hard, of course, but eventually, I managed to get it around my neck instead. Next, I flipped over on my side, and started rolling away. "Hey! The prize is NOT ALOUD O LEAVE!" Next thing I knew, I was dangling upside down from a shard of ice, embedded in my already ice covered home. I huffed in anger, glaring at the two. What seemed close t an hour passed, now the two were lashing out with everything they had. Water soaked the ground, and trees were ignited, the flames lighting the darkening area. The blood was rushing to my head, at times, I fought to stay awake. Finally, I snapped, screaming, "THIS IS RIDICULES! THIS IS POINTLESS! NO ONE'S WINNING! NO ONE'S LOSING! I'M PRACTICALLY DYING OVER HERE! AND I KNOW WHOEVER WINS IS GOING TO SLAUGHTER ME SO JUST DO IT! STOP FIGHTING!" They both paused, flames and ice in hand. "She's right, you know." Blaze pointed out, "Although, I think I was winning. By a small sliver." Ice glared at him, "Yeah right. Whatever. I still think she's rightfully mine! I found her first!" Blaze grinned, "But she entered MY territory, therefore, I can do whatever I like!" "Yes," The other smirked, "But, she trespassed in MY territory first. And now you are, but I'll let that slide.... Besides, she;s in my territory now! So, she's mine." Blaze ignored the part about him, changing the conversation, "Well, why didn't you just come get her?" His smirk turned into a devilish grin, "Oh wait. You can't. You'll melt like an ugly witch!" His brother turned blue -It should have been red, but, it was blue- with rage, anger sparking in his icy pale eyes, "Too bad a witch looks better than your retched face!" I scoffed to myself, "YOU LOOK THE SAME! YOU PRACTICALLY INSULTED YOUR SELF!" He swiped his arm in front of him, towards my direction. Instantly, I raised slightly, slamming back down hard into the ground, the action was repeated three times before I was blacked, still upside down, back on the ice. My head swam, being hit head first, I tasted a metallic taste in my mouth blood roaring in my ears. "Hah, nice." Blaze laughed, "Well, we'ree obviously not going to come to an agreement on who gets her-" He held out his hand for a hand shake, "So, how about this? We share her? They're be limits to what we can do, of course, rules. But, it's better than senseless fighting!" He considered it, then asked what the limits were. I managed to listen, though I was on the verge of blacking out. "Well, one, we can't kill her-" Instantly, his brother snorted loudly, he continued, "But, as long as she lives, we both can do whatever we want." "Like a toy?" He nodded. Ice chuckled, "What happens when the toy breaks?" "Hmm, we'll figure out the details later," He moved his hand up and down, "We got a deal?" Ice starred into his eyes. Red on blue. He finally spoke, "This gonna be like a divorced parent thing? Like, you get her on weekends then she;s mine the rest of the week?" Blaze laughed quietly, "No. It'll be fair. Half and half. Obviously, I can't stay here. And you can't even enter my domain. So, you'll get her for a certain number of days, then I'll get her a certain number of days." Then, he grabbed his hand, "Deal." Almost as soon as he did, a mix of blue and red flames erupted around their hands, the mixed, becoming a dark purple color. "The deal has been sealed." "Too break it would break the code." They both spoke in a monotone voice, as if they've said this thousands of time. I distantly wondered what this 'code' was. "Welp." Blaze muttered, pulling away, "Who gets her first?" Both of their eyes narrowed at each other, they took a step back, then the respected color of flames appeared in their hands. "H-hear we go-o again..." I whispered to myself, darkness swelling up, blocking the bright flashing colors. I was glad I blacked out. I woke up on a bed. Tucked in carefully. Confused, I sat up slowly, looking around.  A few things I took note of, one, I wasn't wearing my usual clothes, a simply large black T-shirt on, then underwear, then nothing else. Nothing. Else. The next, was the room itself. It was made of dark red bricks, fire flickering from torches on the wall, giving of a warm glow. The last, was the figure standing beside the bed. When I looked at him, I gasped, yelping loudly and scrambling backwards. It was Blaze, of course. He quickly grabbed my arm, just as i almost fell off the other side, he pulled me closer afterwards. "Why am I here?" I hissed, glaring at him. He chuckled, "I won. So I got you first. Simple as that." My glare became more intense, "What do you want?" He chuckled again, but didn't answer. "I want to go home!" I raised my voice, trying to yank my arm away. He only pulled me closer. "Sorry, princess. But I'm afraid you're not going anywhere. Besides, you're home's gone. I burned it down." "Let me go." I demanded, trying to push him off. His grip tightened, making sure I wasn't going anywhere. I struggled harder. Somehow, I didn't know how, but I ended up pinned under him. He easily held both of my arms above my head, with only one of his. I glared at him with pure hatred. "Is this the part where you start torturing me?" I hissed threw gritted teeth, thinking about kicking him. "Something like that...." Before he could continue, I snapped again, "Where are my clothes!? Why don't I have any pants!? Oh wait, more importantly....better take a few breaths before...WHERE'S MY BRA!?" He flinched slightly at the loudness of my voice. I was furious, think about tearing his throat out with my teeth. "Well," He started, but I instantly cut him off, "You pervert! You're a pedophile. What are you? Sixty? Let  me go! I don't feel like being raped! You weird molester!" He sighed in frustration, opening his mouth to speak again. "Are you even human!? If not then this is bestiality! Back of fido! I'm not in the mood!" He gave up on trying to speak, simply listening to me rant on and on and on. Finally, it was his turn to snap, he screamed something in a weird language, and I found I couldn't speak.