Title: Crazy Love Story
Author/Artist: Mathi
Character(s): France x England, mentions of Prussia and Spain
Rating and warnings: R-18 for yaoi, mentions of rape, violence and dark themes.
Chapters: 14
Authors note: Feedback is appreciated.
Summary: Arthur and France are childhood friends. Once lost contact, now meeting again in an asylum prison.
Chapter 1
Francis was dragged off roughly. They pulled his hair. His precious, well-taken-care off- hair. He winced but did not make any other sounds. He didn't make any effort to struggle. It was no use to escape. They would drug him if he tried to run. It was his own damn fault anyway.
He was roughly pushed into a small cell. He was too weak to hold stand as he stumbled down on the floor. They had already weakened him. He couldn't fight, he just couldn't anymore. Bars separated his cell from the one next to him. The other cell seemed empty and on the other side was a thick wall.
They had looked at him strangely, they had a weird look in their eyes. Like they didn't care, like they didn't see him. Those doctors that is. Perhaps they were used to people like him. He was used to be looked at in disgust, envy, lust, but not like this. He didn't like it. No, he hated hit. They were supposed to look at him. They were supposed to look at him with interest!
Francis crawled towards the door, to see if anyone was watching. No one was. He gripped the bars with his hands. Hands that used to touch everything they liked. Francis screamed. But no one seemed to listen. The scream echoed through the hallway.
Moments later he was pinned against the floor, two men to hold him one man to give him an injection. Again Francis didn't struggle. His body hit the cold floor. He couldn't stand up anymore, hell he couldn't even move. He felt his head grow heavy and it was hard to keep his eyes open. In the end he just gave in and fell asleep.
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Two eyes opened slightly, it was darker than before. He didn't know how long he had slept. Francis groaned loudly as he tried to get up. He rubbed his forehead, that had been quite some fall. He rubbed his eyes as well. He noticed a figure in the cell next to him. It took a few seconds to realize it was another human.
He, because he figured they wouldn't put him next to a woman, was curled up. He was hugging his knees. Francis got up and move a bit to the last bit of light there was to see better. His movements had caught the other human to turn around. Green emerald eyes widened slightly, so did the blue globes of Francis. "I-is that you, frog?" his voice shook.
Francis walked towards the figure. Holding the bars with one hand. "Arthur…?" he spoke. Blue globes stared back into Green emerald eyes. Both couldn't believe to see the other. It was like time stopped passing by for a moment.