It normally only took about 10 minutes to get into town, maybe even faster in Skwisgaar's car, but the fact that it was about midnight paired with the huge blizzard that was going on made the roads dark and icey. The familiar lights of town finally surrounded the two after about 45 minutes, and the blonde sighed as he stopped the car infront of a small convenient store. "Okays Tokis, goes ahead and gets your lifes waters befores I freezes my ass offs outs here," The Swede said jokeingly as he flashed a smile at the brunette. Toki smiled and stepped out of the car, wrapping the jacket around his body tightly, "Okay Skwisgaars, I bes rights back!" And with that he shut the car door and ran into the little store. "Gods he ams such a littles goofs balls.." Skwisgaar said aloud to himself as he waited in the car, turning the heat up to full blast, "But I's gots to loves him-...I means..wait...does I? Does I...loves..Toki's? No! No there ams noes ways, I couldn'ts...coulds I?" He continued on, argueing with himself for what felt like only mere seconds. "Uhm...Skiwsgaar? Ams you okays?" The blonde jumped in suprise, having been so lost in his own emotion battle that he hadn't even noticed when the Norwegian got back into the car. "T-Toki! H-how longs has you beens there?" He spoke in distress, his eyes widening in fear that the brunette had heard his self-conversation. "Only a fews minutes...why was you talkings to's yourselfs, Skwisgaar? I only ever sees you does that whens something ams really botherings you...ams everythings okays?" The lead guitarist quickly looked away, "Y-yeah Toki...everythings ams fine..." He could tell that the lie wasn't fooling his friend, so he continued to search desperatly for something that would change the subject. Then something caught his eye...about five huge, completely full looking bags sitting on the passenger seat's floor. It took up the entire space, forcing the rythme guitarist to sit criss-cross. "Holy *riff*s Toki! Hows many lifes waters did yous buy?"

"Hm?" The boy looked down at the bags, as if almost forgetting they were there, "Oh yeahs! I boughts tens of each flavors!" He smiled brightly as he finished his sentence and Skwisgaar couldn't help but smile back...Toki was just so adorable, and his presence always seemed to just light up a room, even on the darkest of days. "Yous ams such a goofs balls, Toki.." The blonde chuckled as he started the car and began to make his way back to their home. It seemed to take even longer to get back, the storm having picked up slightly since their departure. They pushed through, however, and were once again back in the warm comfort of Mordhaus. They began to make their way to the couch, but the brunette stopped mid-step and turned to his friend, "I'll be rights back Skwisgaar, I has to go puts these ins the fridge." He smiled and turned, beginning to make his way in the direction of the kitchen. When he finally reached it he walked over and opened the fridge door, beginning to take the drinks out of the bags and set them neatly on the middle shelf. "T-Toki..." He heard a familiar, yet heavily slurred voice say from the other side of the room. He turned, a bottle still in hand as he focused his attention on his black haired friend. "Oh hey Nathans," He began as he smiled before turning and continueing to put away the drinks, "What ams you ups to?" The singer was obviously very drunk, Toki noted, not really as much of an everyday occurence compared to everyone else. After a few moments of silence he figured Nathan had simply left the room and shrugged, not bothering to turn around and check as he continued to stock the fridge with his newly found delight. "Almost dones.." He spoke quietly to himself as he picked up the last bottle.

Before he could even grasp what was happening he was spun around and pinned forcefully against the fridge, causing him to drop the bottle and it to crash rather loudly to the floor. He cringed at the potent smell of tequila, staring at the very wasted Nathan with wide eyes. "N-Nathans, what ams you...has you beens drinkings tequila? Y-yours nots supposed to has that stuffs, it makes you goes-..." He was interupted at the sudden mumble let out by his friend. It was almost inaudible, but Toki just barely caught the statement, "I always get what I want."

"N-Nathans I don't understands...whats does you wants?" He was extremely taken aback by the man's behavior and, although he wasn't quite sure why, slightly afriad. Something just didn't seem right about this situation, escpecially with the fact that Nathan was drunk on tequila tied in. He always seemed to go into a very dark place when he drank it, as told by Pickles who had witnessed the 'horrors' first hand...Toki knew he never wanted to see what said horrors were. "That should be obvious.." The black-haired man slurred the words as he spoke, wobbling slightly but tightening his grip on Toki's wrists to an almost unbearable state. The guitarist winced at this, beginning to plead with he singer, "N-Nathans please...y-you ams hurtings me-..!"

"I will get what I want Toki...even if I have to take it..." With that, Nathan grabbed Toki's arms and threw him to the hard tiled floor with tremendous strength. It wasn't suprising though, for a guy as big as him; and Pickles always said that he seemed to get even stronger when hyped up on the forbidden alcohol. The Norwegian hit the ground with a loud crash, yelping in pain as he landed on his right shoulder. When he reopened his eyes, he was met head on with half-lidded greens. Nathan was now on the floor over him, one hand on each side of the brunette's head. Tears began to form in his eyes from the pain as they widened, now, in pure fear, "N-Nathans p-please..! I-I..!" The singer suddenly backhanded him with so much force that his left cheek immediatly started to show a dark purple bruis that took up almost all of the skin, causing him to cry out once more.

Skwisgaar, who had been sitting peacefully on the couch waiting for his companion's return, had heard the first thud of the bottle and turned his attention towards the kitchen in confusion. The guitarist stood up abruptly at the loud crash that came soon after, eyes wide as he stared down the hallway that led to the kitchen, straining to hear another sound. A few mintued later came something he wasn't expecting..."S-Skwisgaar, h-help..!" He bolted down the hallway with immense speed, stopping short as he entered the kitchen and saw the scene infront of him...Nathan pinning Toki to the floor, HIS Toki! The Swede had to take a second to process what was happening, but as soon as he saw the singer's hand slowly begin to make it's way down the brunette's body, it was as if something deep within him snapped. He lunged at the man, complete and total fury in his eyes as he knocked him off of Toki and onto the floor next to him. He began to furiously pound his fist into his face, rage coursing through his every being as he screamed, "WHAT THE HELLS DOES YOU THINKS YOUS AMS DOING? HOW DARES YOU *riff*ING TOUCH HIMS, HOW DARES YOU EVEN THINKS OF LAYINGS A SINGLE HANDS ONS MY TOKIS! WHAT THE *riff* IS YOUR *riff*ING PROBLEM, I'LL *riff*ING KILLS YOU, YOUS *riff*ING PIECES OFS *riff*!" The singer's face was hardly even recognizable by this point, completely covered in blood as the blonde continued to beat the living shit out of him. "S-Skwisgaar stops, you ams going to k-kills him...!" Toki put his hand on his friend's shoulder in an attempt to pull his attention away from the situation. The guitarist spun around, completely blind with rage as he yelled, "WHAT THE *riff* DOES YOUS WANTS?" The second guitarist cringed back, mouth slightly agap as he stared at the blonde in shock. After of few moments of silence aside from the sound of Skwisgaar's heavy, angered breathing, his mind locked entirely on Toki. "T-Toki, I's ams so sorry I-I.." He began as he stood up, a look of slight sorrow on his face as he realized he'd scared the boy. He reached his hand out and rested it on the brunette's right cheek, "Ams you okays? Did he hurts yous?"

"I-I dont knows..m-my arm hurts reals bad.." He said as he looked at his right arm and winced in pain, "I thinks somethings happened to's it.." The blonde frowned at this, mentally cursing Nathan for harming his Toki, "Come ons, lets gets you to's the doctors." The rythme guitarist took one step in the direction of the doorway and stopped, yelping in pain and almost falling, had Skwisgaar not caught him. "O-Ow! I...I thinks somethings is wrong withs my ankles..i-it hurts like hells! I think I mights have twisteds its or somethings.." Skwisgaar's eyes narrowed as he thought to himself, "He betters pray he didn't does anythings real bad to mys Tokis..."

He moved one arm behind his friend's shoulders and the other behind his knees, lifting up to carry him bridal style. He walked towards the door, stopping and looking over his shoulder as he glared and spoke aloud to an unconscious, blood covered Nathan, "You better feels pretty damns lucky yous ams getting offs with your lifes.." And with that he turned forward once more, Toki in his arms as he walked out of the room.