Ssuto- Color My World

Chap. 3- Terrorist Attack

Tw: Slight graphic description, and bombing

"Ian?" Seto looked around, feeling if there was anything around him. Kneeling down, he felt... tiles? Metal? A smooth surface as the floor... Continuing to walk, he found something long, and felt it. It was sharp at one end. Being careful, he walked more, finally bumping into something. Something that smelled... foul. Disgusting. Seto felt it, shrinking away. "Ian, where are you?" A splintering scream ripped from his throat as his vision flashed.

Ian, dead, stabbed and hung, dripping blood.

"I-IAN!"

"Seto!" The brunet woke up screaming, grabbing the knife he hid under his pillow and pointed to the voice.

"S-STAY BACK! S-STAY THE FUCK BACK!" Ian flinched, Seto pale white and showing signs of crying.

"Seto, it's me, Ia-"

"DON'T TALK SHIT TO ME!" Seto never cursed. Never.

"S-Seto, just come here-"

"IAN'S DEAD!" Ian flinched, widening his eyes. Seto's heart thumped, hands dropping the knife. His mind raced, remembering that he could see in the dream for a split second.

Ian, dead.

Dead.

"Seto... It's me, Ian." Nervously going over, Ian slowly lowered the knife. Seto continued to tremble. "It's okay, love. It's alright, just take a deep breath."

"I-Ian..." Setting the knife aside, Ian scooped Seto up in his arms, cradling the scared male, whispering comforting words in his ear.

"Shall we get breakfast to ease your pain, my dear?" Seto whimpered, nodding and burying himself deeper into the comforts of Ian's arms. The two went to the dining room, Ian serving Seto up. Giving the male bite-sized pieces, he smiled whenever Seto would opened his mouth and wait for another, making a time to steal kisses. Cheeks floaring pink, Seto would stutter and make soft squeaking noises, Ian nuzzling and feeding him more. "I'll be working today, do you want to come?"

"Sure!" Getting to the bakery, Ian set Seto in the co-worker's room, handing him a set of Braille books to read. He did his job, occasionally popping into the room to check on his love. Getting on break, Ian sat down next to Seto, lightly kissing his cheek.

"Hey, on brea-" A sudden explosion was heard, Ian quickly shielding Seto. Seto screamed, clutching Ian tightly.

"I-Ian w-what's happening?!"

"A bomb went off in the building across the street, come on!" Grabbing Seto's hand, Ian squeezed through the doorway of the shop, yelling when another bomb detonated. "Keep on running!"

"I-Ian!" Widening his eyes as a block of cement hurled toward Seto, Ian ducked and scooped the terrified male up, narrowly missing the rock. Seto sobbed, ears ringing. "I-Ian... "

"It's okay, it's okay..." Looking over, Ian tightened his hold on Seto. He had past army training. Scanning the debrie, Seto heard a rock breaking from above, Ian unaware.

"MOVE!" Shoving Ian, Seto tried to follow, letting out a splitting scream as his leg was crushed. Ian was in shock, pushing the rock off and holding Seto.

"Seto, talk!" His leg was dangling, scraped and bloody. Bone crushed, eyes slowly becoming more cloudy.

"I-It hurts... it hurts so much..." Seto whispered, voice barely auditable. Ian panicked, seeing the police and ambulances rushing back and forth. "I-Ian... I-I don't want t-to die... I-I want to s-see you... i-in color..."

"You will, I promise!" Holding Seto tighter, Ian tried to deal with the leg, finding it useless to try. Trying to remember what he learned in the military, Ian ripped off pieces of his clothes, wrapping them around the wounds and avoiding the crushed leg.

"I-Ian... I-I see white..." Paramedics rushed to Seto, Ian handing him over and racking up as much information he knew from being a medic, helping out in the ambulance. "I-Ian... I-Ian..."

"It's going to be okay, dear! Don't worry, everything is going to be fine!" Wheeling Seto into the hospital, Ian sat in the waiting room, hands clasped tightly together. Please, please pull through... I know you can do it...

Tick.

Tick.

Tick.

Ian tapped his foot among the other people waiting anxiously, terrified, and worried.

"Ian Ssundee?" Getting up quickly, Ian went to the doctor. "Some of Mr. Seto's leg bones were crushed, making it possible that he may never be able to walk properly again."

"I-Isn't there anyway you can make him walk again?"

"It'll cause lots of pain to him. He's in Room 3A." Bursting in, Lilia sat next to Seto, slowly turning his hair between her fingers. Looking up at Ian, she sighed.

"Police are everywhere..." Ian sat down on the other side, putting his hand on Seto's. Silently praying, Ian issued a night's stay, staying near the injuried brunet.

"We'll get through this... I promise you... I promise..."