Broken Road (a RiDe and TaNi love story)

Chapter 3

It wasn't until after Nikolai had left to show Takeo the point system did Richtofen finally wake up. A soft groan escaped him, fists rubbing tired eyes in an attempt to wake himself up. Muscular arms were placed around his waist from behind, making him question and unable to sit up. The warmth was different from the Japanese man, as was the build of the arms. They were much stronger than Takeo's and had leather sleeves covering them. The doctor, in an attempt to figure out who it is, squirmed lightly as he tried to turn around. This only made the hold of the arms tighten, pulling him to a well-built chest.

"Stop moving," a gruff, tired voice grumbled into his ear. Richtofen's eyes widened when realizing who it was and a shiver traveled down his spine.

"D-Dempshey?" he whispered, shocked. He could feel the American move his head in a tired nod. Realizing the tiredness, Richtofen kept from moving and allowed Dempsey to fall back asleep, the marine holding him like a teddy bear.

Richtofen felt himself blushing from head-to-toe, at a complete loss for words. He hadn't expected this from the marine. Then again, the doctor never knew what to expect of him. Dempsey was almost like a puzzle or a maze worthy of his efforts to try and decode him. The German had to admit, though, he rather liked this position. A light blush dusted his pale cheeks, yelping shock when Dempsey suddenly turned him around, a hand quickly cupping Richtofen's cheek to make him look at the American.

Richtofen's blush darkened as their gazes met, ice on sapphire as if a match made in heaven. Dempsey had a smirk placed on his lips—his oh so tempting lips. The doctor was the first to look away, blushing darker. Dempsey chuckled and forced him to look at him again.

"We've got time to kill, Doc, Nik and Tak are off trying the point system," he whispered, almost seductively. Richtofen felt a shiver travel down his spine. One arm remained around the doctor, the hand on his cheek trailing down to his chest. He slowly put his hand under the shirt and vest, softly kneading the doctor's pale chest, a shocked moan slipping out of his lips.

Dempsey was a mere two centimeters away from Richtofen's lips when he heard footsteps nearing and groaned softly, letting Richtofen go to sit up. He stretched, making sure to flex his muscles when feeling Richtofen's gaze on him, the doctor blushing and shyly looking away to compose himself as he tucked his shirt back into his pants.

Takeo and Nikolai walked into the bunker, the Jap smiling when seeing his little brother figure was awake. He walked over to check on Richtofen's splinted foot once again.

"It is healing werr, but someone wirr need to carry you," he explained, seeing himself as the logical choice when Dempsey piped up.

"I'll carry the doc." The marine quickly scooped Richtofen into his arms, hiding his jealousy well. Takeo didn't object, though he still thought that he was the logical choice. Takeo and Nikolai were quick to lead the way, missing a quiet squeak from Richtofen as he felt a hand on his backside, gently kneading it.

The doctor shakily looked up at Dempsey, the marine grinning cheekily down at him and kneading firmer. Richtofen shivered and hid in the American's chest, muffling his quiet moans.

"Dempsey, comrade, hurry!" Nikolai called, seeing Dempsey quickly follow. "Is Richtofen okay?"

"He's fine," the marine nodded, answering for the embarrassed German. Nikolai shrugged and nodded, turning back to gaze at Takeo's back as he led the way.

Nikolai had been feeling the same for Takeo as Dempsey did for Richtofen, shocking and appalling him.  Takeo is a Jap!  Why would he love him!?  But he could not deny it any further.

"We wirr camp here for tonight," Takeo spoke, breaking Nikolai out of his thoughts.  Takeo took Richtofen into his arms, the German sighing in relief, before going to find a room for him.

Dempsey sat next to Nikolai and growled softly.  Nikolai could tell something was making his friend angry and placed a hand on his shoulder, reassuring he could talk.

"Why do I love him!?" he groaned, holding his face in his hands.

"Who?" Nikolai inquired with a raised brow.

"Richtofen!  He's my fucking enemy, why do I love him!?"

Nikolai shrugged.  "It is same for Nikolai, loving Takeo," he admitted and looked down.

The two turned to each other and vented their frustrations until coming up with an idea.  Richtofen and Takeo spent more time with each other and talked often.  With them always together, perhaps Nikolai and Dempsey could take advantage of the situation.

Richtofen grimaced as Takeo had him take some pain medication for his foot.  It definitely didn't taste good, like most medication, but he was willing to take it to make the pain go away.

"Danke, Takeo," he smiled weakly, gently rubbing his eyes.  The Japanese man chuckled softly, helping Richtofen to properly lay down.

"You're wercome, ototo," he whispered, gently rubbing his head.  Richtofen rose a brow, Takeo chuckling again.  "Rittle brother."

Richtofen felt a few tears prick his eyes, quickly hugging Takeo and softly sniffling.  The Jap quickly hugged back.  The German had never had a family, but now he did.  He felt so grateful to Takeo for this, unable to ever repay him this kindness.

Unknown to the two, Dempsey and Nikolai had snuck into the room while their eyes were closed in the embrace. The American growled quietly when seeing Richtofen's head buried in Takeo's chest.

Nikolai quickly gripped Takeo's shoulders and pulled him away from Richtofen, the smaller male gasping in shock and worry. Dempsey pinned Richtofen to the bed, Nikolai pinning Takeo to the floor.

Richtofen's eyes widened, Dempsey slowly undoing his vest buttons. "You've been avoiding us," he whispered.

"We don't like it," Nikolai smirked as he pulled open Takeo's shirt. The two smaller males shook, slightly afraid.