Blood Rink

Chapter 5

Yuri had his hands on his ears. If he moved fast enough he could shove Victors shoulders without being grabbed.
"On the count of three" he thought to himself.
"One...
Two...
Three!"

Pushing hard, Yuri shoved Victor back. Shocked by the sudden attack, Victor grabbd the nearest thing he could to stop himself from falling over. Yuri.
The pair fell forward, tumbling before stopping, Victor somehow above Yuri.
Blue eyes stared at Yuri as he realised he'd failed. Well shit.

Victor was pissed. "Just what the hell do you think you're doing? I told you, the place is surrounded. Getting away from me isn't the first of your worries"
Victor sighed. "You just don't understand do you? I didn't want to be violent, but seeing as you started it..." climbing back, Victor grabbed Yuri's wrist, forcing him to his feet. A sharp tap on his neck sent Yuri,into darkness.

Victors POV:

The boy fell limp in his arms. Victor had tried to refrain from hurting him, fear would make things harder. He certainly hadn't expected the attack
ck, Yuri was smart. He could certainly use that, once he co-operated.
Putting an arm under Yuri's legs, Victor picked him up bridal style. The black car that had been across the road was now in front of the apartment, a man opening the back door.
Victor put Yuri in the back, then straightened up for a moment.
"Phichit"
"Yes sir?"
"Bring his suitcase to the car, as well as the satchel on the ground"
"On it"

Putting one leg in the car, Victor adjusted the unconscience mans arms and legs. He couldn't put the seatbelts on him, so they'd have to drive normally.
"Driving at the speed limit" Victor huffed. "How boring"
A thud behind him caught his attention.
"Where are we putting these sir?"
"In the boot. Need a hand?"
"No sir, you can wait in the car for me"

Climbing into the passenger side of the car, Victor turned to see his victim. Yuri looked quite peaceful asleep, his glasses slightly wonky. Reaching back, Victor took them off the boys face and put then, folded, in his coat. He didn't know,how blind Yuri was without them, but it was an advantage.
Phichit got into the car, starting the engine with a smooth purr that fell to silence.
"Straight home sir?"
"Yes, uhh, no! Stop at Starbucks on the way, I'd like a hot chocolate.
"Hot chocolate now sir? Ehatever the boss orders"

They pulled away from the apartment, not a single person in the street aware of what had just happened.