Leon was banging his head against a wall, as hard as he could without killing himself. His brain cells were not happy.
"I -ow- told him -ow- at least that's -ow- over with n -ow- but he -ow- said he -ow- knew but -ow- he doesn't -ow- really know -ow- at all -ow- does he? -ow- He wouldn't -ow- understand -ow- how I feel -ow- about him -ow- at all. -ow -ow –ow." he whispered, his voice growing louder with each 'ow'.
"You had better stop that, Leon. You will hurt yourself." A silky voice greeted him from the shadows. Nicolae stepped out into the light, his blond hair catching the glow and making him look even more beautiful than usual.
"Why should I bother? -ow- it's not as if -ow- you care -ow- or anything n-ow- is it? -ow- Maybe I should just -ow- keep going -ow- and kill myself -ow- or at least -ow- lose my -ow- memory or -ow- something –ow." Leon decided to throw caution to the winds and answer Nicolae back. At least that had a chance of killing him quickly.
"Count this as a direct order from your Supreme Potentate. If you do not stop that you will be fired."
Leon did stop, if only so that he could continue this conversation without the steady rhythm of his head against the wall annoying him. He rested his forehead against the wall.
"I don't care. In fact that would probably be better for both of us. You wouldn't have to put up with me, and I could escape from so many dreams and fantasies that will never come true. And that includes you."
"Have you ever wondered why I picked you for my right hand man?" Nicolae asked curiously.
"Yes, hundreds of times." Leon sighed.
"There was something about you that caught my eye. I wanted people like you around me. Hattie Durham…was a mistake. I never truly wanted her. But you…the unwavering devotion that you have shown me is incredible, unrivalled. I could not have asked for a better friend and companion." Nicolae's voice was soft, and a small smile hovered on his face.
Leon laughed ruefully.
"Maybe one who isn't so infatuated with you that he can't concentrate on his job?" he suggested sardonically.
"That has always been one of your most charming qualities." Nicolae purred. He took a step or two closer to Leon. "Turn and face me Leonardo."
"I can't, Potentate I am not worthy of beholding the utmost perfection that is you." Leon almost sobbed, bringing his arm up to hide his face.
"You are if I say you are."
Leon couldn't exactly argue with that. He slowly turned, and was a little surprised to find Nicolae standing about a foot away from him, leaning lazily against the wall. Leon's breath caught in his throat.
"Well Exce-" he began, but Nicolae interrupted him, laying a hand on his second-in-command's shoulder, before shaking his head with a smile.
"You know my name." he pointed out, his voice dropping to a low murmur.
Leon's voice began to falter.
"Nicolae…you're standing really close…almost…too close..."