Title : Trouble
Pairing : Vitaly Orlov/Yuri Orlov
Disclaimer : Characters don't own me.
Rating : T
Warning : Speaking about drugs, death, self destruction and suggested incest
Summary : In three short parts, the trouble of Vitaly facing his brother Yuri.
A/N : Comments are loved and appreciated.
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PART ONE : I love you
Like an angel fall apart from the sky
You didn't see the hell in him
You saw only love, again you could fly
But It was a lie.
"I love you"
Vitaly give this words in hopeless tone, staring his brother as he falls apart on the ground full of Chrismas gifts.
"I love you all" he says for all people to made good measure.
I'm afraid they understand. But they only see that I'm too high. Cocaine feels me so bold and despair.
I don't know when my feelings towards my brother have changed. When this began to transform in another emotion more deep and confuzed. I'm in trouble. Too much things tumble out my head.
I remember this day…
My brother Yuri asked me to be his busyness partner. Something in me change and fall. A weakness. When my hand take the vodka's bottle, I knew. It's a mistake, the bigger mistake of my life.
The fascination of Yuri for weapon stonishs me. Or maybe his excessive ambition to conquer the deal of weapon's sale. The need to get by, to quit a world without hope, without future, Vitaly can understand that but to sell arms it's another thing. To quit a purgatory for another one still more dangerous, more destroyer and much more disorder. Often Yuri like to say that it is a grey universe where black and white mix in equal part. Where the Well and the Evil meet… But " Evil prevails ". Always.
My brother trustes me, this trust troubles me and makes me proud. But I am not silly and I know the iniquity in which this agreement brings about, if I accept it. So I refuse. I prefer to keep pure my consciousness rather than " that ". Yuri don't understand, don't agree my answer. So he uses the only weapon he has against me : his love. " I need you… Brothers in arms " he pleades by holding me out the vodka's bottle, he tries to charm me with a smile. Yuri knows how to win. Their mutual trust that they share in spite of difference in age. As far as Vitaly can remember, they always be there for each other. I feel like I was wrap by the gaze of my brother. An invisible link. Contradictory feelings invade me. My gestures are uncertain, but finaly I concede. And I answer in a whisper, nearly an abandon : "Brothers in arms ". I seal my words with a swallow of the burning liquid. Doing that, I know I seal my destiny.