Chapter Warnings: Mild to sometimes strong language, Mentions of Blood, Talk of Death.

Chapter Word Count: 3,451

Chapter 11: Come With Me

Spartacus stepped up beside Agron and watched the German as he spit out blood. He placed a hand on Agron's back and then gave him a smile when he looked up at him. "Go tend to wound, we will dispose of bodies." Spartacus inspected Agron's face. He seemed to have the most blood coming from body due to the injury being of the face. "Go." He patted Agron on the arm and left to help collect weapons and dispose of the dead Romans.

Agron nodded and spit more blood out of his mouth. He sighed and walked over to the water barrel as many of the people started to come out of the villa.

Nasir let out a sigh as he looked around the courtyard. No one seemed to be injured to badly and he was glad for that. He roamed his eyes over the crowd coming out of the villa and noticed Chadara coming towards him. When he reached her he took his leather pouch from her, placing it on his shoulder. He rested a hand on her shoulder and she nodded at him and then walked away. Nasir turned and headed to the water barrel where Agron was trying to tend to his wounded mouth. He watched as Agron washed his mouth with more water and then spit it to the ground. "May I see?" Nasir asked softly, he had tended to many wounds of his fellow house slaves and wanted to see if there was something to be done for Agron's wound.

Agron looked at him after spitting out more water, still colored with blood. "I shall be fine, I have suffered worse…" He wanted to smile at Nasir but knew if he did it would cause pain.

"Please?" Nasir asked again softly. Agron finally nodded and sat down on an upturned bucket. Nasir smiled and crouched down in front of him and placed a hand on Agron's jaw. He watched as Agron closed his eyes and furrowed his brow. "You are not used to people tending to you?" Nasir asked as he gently felt along Agron's jaw bone. He moved his fingers to Agron's cheek and gingerly pressed, receiving a wince from the man and more blood formed in the corner of his mouth.

Agron shook his head at the little man. It was true he was not used to people tending to his needs. He was used to looking after other people. Duro always needed looking after. When people tried to look after him, bad things seemed to always happen. He was fighting the urge to push the little man away. Agron could feel the blood building in his mouth as Nasir pressed more on his cheek. He turned his head and spat the blood out. When he looked back at the Syrian in front of him, he could see the concern in his brown eyes. "I am fine Nasir…"

Nasir dipped his head when he met eyes with Agron. "May I look?" He asked wanting to see where the blood was coming from. Agron raised an eyebrow at him but then nodded and opened his mouth. There seemed to be a split from the corner of his mouth along the inside of his cheek. "I shall fetch wine, it shall help clean wound." Nasir stood up and hurriedly walked off.

Agron closed his mouth and watched Nasir disappear into the villa. He let out a sigh and then closed his eyes, leaning his head back against the pillar. He soon felt someone knell beside him and place a hand on his upper thigh. He thought the hand belonged to that of Nasir, but the hand was too rough to belong to him. Agron snapped his eyes open and found Chay smirking, all his teeth showing to their fullest, at him. Agron felt all the muscles in his thigh tighten when Chay started sliding his hand farther up his leg. Agron growled and grabbed his wrist squeezing to a painful state; he thought he heard something snap.

Chay's smirk faltered as the younger German's grip kept tightening. He didn't know why Agron didn't want to be touched. He was pretty sure that Agron's persuasions were towards men, but yet he rejected his advances. Chay knew he was a good looking man he had heard so from many, so he did not understand the issue. Agron should want to be with him. "Come with me my young kin, I just seek your affections." Chay said in native tongue.

"Our meanings of affections are not the same, you seek only my cock." Agron growled back at him in their tongue, not letting go of Chay's wrist.

Chay leaned in close to Agron's ear, despite the pain he felt in his wrist. "Correction young one, I seek other parts of you!" He loved hearing Agron speak their language and knew he would respond to him so.

Agron growled again and shoved Chay, causing him to fall to his ass on the ground at Agron's feet. "I do not seek fucking company with you." He growled again, German falling from his mouth with ease even though he no longer spoke it daily and then he got to his feet not looking back. He knew Chay was still watching him and most likely smirking but he wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of looking back.

Chay got to his feet and started to follow Agron, when he saw Agron step up to the Syrian little shit. He let out a growl and walked away in the opposite direction.

Donar stepped up beside Auctus and Spartacus, who were both watching the whole scene with Agron and the little man and then Agron and Chay. "I do believe Agron has feelings towards a certain little wild dog." Donar looked over at Auctus who was frowning and then to Spartacus, who had a huge grin on his face. "Does this bother you?"

Auctus turned his head to look at Donar and turned his frown into a grin. "Why should it bother me?"

Donar let out a chuckle at his friend, he knew he was bothered by it but he would not voice it. "Does it bother you?" Donar asked Spartacus, he knew that Agron was one of his most trusted and the little Syrian had tried to kill him.

"No, I would have him happy." Spartacus' smile left his face. "What does concern me is what I just witnessed." Spartacus didn't know what was said between the two Germans but knew Agron was not happy with the encounter. "What was said?" He asked Donar knowing he was the only other German in their ranks right now.

Donar frowned this time. "Chay seems to want to fuck Agron and it is not well received." Donar was surprised Chay was so determined; Agron had turned him down three times now. He glanced at Auctus and the frown was back on his face now too.

Spartacus just nodded and watched his friend as he conversed with Nasir. "Finish gathering the weapons and then let sleep claim you." He clapped Donar on the shoulder and then gripped Auctus' arm. He gave them both a smile and then left to find Mira.

"Come with me, let us finish and then fall to bed." Donar said to Auctus and then grabbed his arm pulling him with him.

Agron let out a long breath as he came to a stop in front of Nasir, who had a jug of wine in his hands. "So you found some that the Gauls have not yet claimed?" Agron tried to smile at him but winced in pain. "Come with me, I wish to be away from prying eyes…" Agron looked over his shoulder at Chay who was now sitting by one of the pillars, eyes trained on him and Nasir, sharpening his axe. He let out another breath trying to control his anger towards the man and then started walking into the villa.

Nasir followed closely behind Agron as they made their way towards the sleeping quarters. "Mira let me have the last jug." Nasir said as he entered the room with Agron.

Agron sat down on the bed and looked up at Nasir. "Mira likes you."

"Mira is kind." Nasir shook his head slightly at how wrong he had been about these people. "She is your close friend?" Nasir sat down beside Agron on the bed and poured him a small cup. "Wash mouth with this." He handed the cup to Agron.

Agron took the cup from him and then tipped the cup to his lips taking some of the wine into his mouth, swishing the liquid around. He closed his eyes as the alcohol burned the cut. He opened his eyes to find Nasir holding a bowl out to him so he could spit the wine tainted with blood, out. He did so and then leaned his head back against the wall, closing his eyes again. "Mira is a close friend, though her words are not always kind." Agron shook his head.

"Chadara has had differences with her." Nasir said as he sat back down on the bed. "May I look again?" He asked watching Agron's face. He smiled when Agron opened his mouth again. Nasir climbed on his knees beside Agron and inspected the inside of his mouth. The worst of the split was right in the corner of Agron's lips. Nasir sat back on his heels and opened the leather pouch. When he looked up he found Agron watching him. He pulled the clay pot of healing cream out and opened it. "It shall ease the pain." Nasir dipped his finger into the cream and looked up at Agron again. "May I?"

Agron nodded and parted his lips slightly. He closed his eyes again and waited from the cream to be added. He hissed slightly as the cold substance stung the open flesh.

"Apologies, for it holds a bitter taste." Nasir returned the cover tightly to the clay pot and placed it back into his leather bag.

"No apologies are needed, little man." Agron smiled at him feeling less pain as he did so. "It shall help greatly." He raised his glass to his lips and took a small sip.

"Do you not like the wine?" Nasir asked curiously, he had not seen Agron drink any before now.

Agron smiled. "It clouds mind if I drink too much." He admitted and watched Nasir smile and then take as sip of his own wine.

"Shall I give it to the others?" Nasir asked.

Agron shook his head and stood up. "Let me have words with Spartacus and then I shall share drink." Agron gave him another smile and then left the room to find Spartacus.

Nasir smiled and watched as Agron left the room. He sat back against the wall and took another sip of the fruity wine. He had not had much in the past but was very fond of the taste, he enjoyed it greatly. It was not long before Agron returned. "What words did he break, shall us new ones be watched over this night?" Nasir really hoped they wouldn't be.

Agron shook his head. "You are free to go where you wish." Agron watched Nasir for awhile before he decided to take off his protective leather, to get more comfortable.

"Do you not share room with Auctus?" Nasir asked as he watched Agron remove the leather from around his waist, stripping down to just his subligaria.

"He takes up room with Donar this night." Agron responded with a chuckle. He hoped his two friends would end up together.

Nasir nodded and took another sip of the wine, smiling around the cup. He bit his bottom lip as he looked at Agron. Just thin fabric separated his eyes from Agron's bare skin. "So I will not be taking someone else's place?" Nasir couldn't help but ask.

"If you are asking if I belong to someone, the answer is no, little man." Agron grinned at him and took the cup from him that he was holding out to him. He climbed back onto the bed, getting comfortable. He took a sip of the wine and lowered the cup, resting it on his leg and found it being filled almost to the brim. "You would see me of clouded mind?" He asked Nasir and got a smirk in return. Agron chuckled and took another drink.

Nasir smiled, feeling happy for the first time in a long time and took another drink.

Nasir groaned and stretched, finding a body lying in front of him, a really warm body. He opened his eyes and took in the sight of the muscled bare back in front of him. It was Agron's bare back. Nasir sat up slightly, looking at the man. One of his arms and one of his legs were hanging off the bed. If Agron was to move any farther in that direction, Nasir was sure the man would fall off the raised bed. Nasir sighed and put his hand on Agron's hip trying to coax him to roll onto his back, so he would not fall, but as soon as he put pressure on his hip, Agron jumped to his feet and swayed dangerously. "Agron…" Nasir said softly.

Agron growled not sure who had been touching him. He looked down at the bed and saw a shocked Nasir looking up at him. Agron sighed and sat back down on the edge of the bed, placing his head in his hands.

"Apologies." Nasir sat with his back against the wall watching Agron. He seemed more uncomfortable with touches than Nasir himself was. "I did not mean to startle." Nasir saw Agron's muscles relax and then he slid back against the wall beside Nasir. "I was only trying to prevent you from rolling off the bed." Nasir offered in explanation.

Agron nodded. "No apologies are needed. My mind is still heavy with drink…it can be a dangerous thing to wake a sleeping Gladiator." He rested his head back against the wall and closed his eyes, trying to get his breathing under control. Agron smiled when he felt Nasir slide so their bare arms were touching. "I fear I drank too much."

"It is I who is at fault, for I kept supplying it to lips." Nasir blushed slightly.

Agron opened his eyes and looked at Nasir. The blush was evident even against his olive skin. He chuckled, but then groaned as his head pounded. "I don't remember sleep claiming me." Agron admitted, he did not remember what had happened.

"Sleep claimed you first, then I shortly after. I hope it is not upsetting that I remained in your presences?" Nasir blushed again, not sure how Agron felt about them ending up in the same bed.

"It is not." Agron answered, keeping his eyes closed. "I just wish to remember words discussed." He remembered very few of the words they shared.

"You talked a little of your brother and I shared what I remembered of mine." Nasir smiled at Agron when he opened his brilliant green eyes to look at him.

"Apologies I do not remember words spoke." Agron closed his eyes again shielding them from the light, which was not shooting in through the small window.

"Do you wish to hear them once more?" Nasir inquired curiously. He smiled when Agron's lips turned up into a smile of his own. "My brother was many years my elder, spirited and strong." Nasir smiled at the memory of his brother. "Though his face begins to fade…" Nasir added sadly. "He was killed, when I was taken into slavery."

"By Romans?" Agron asked, he couldn't help the slight growl that laced his words.

Nasir shook his head. "I do not recall the men that took me but it was not Romans."

Agron raised an eyebrow, these words did surprise him. He supposed it could have been men hired by Romans though. "The Romans killed Duro when we made our escape from the ludus. He pushed me to the side and took fatal blow, meant for me." Agron kept his eyes closed the whole time he spoke of Duro. The raw emotions threatened to spill out and he silently wondered if they did the previous night. He pulled his bottom lip between his teeth and then let out a groan, his bottom lip was tender.

"You and Duro were very close?" Nasir didn't really have to ask but loved listening to Agron talk but he could hear the extreme sadness there though.

Agron nodded again. "He was younger than me, by mere hours. Our mother had a hard delivery. We did everything together, he was always getting into trouble, I was always getting him out of it. We were sold into slavery together by our father."

Nasir was surprised that they were twins. "Twins?" He smiled when Agron smiled. Nasir did remember two girls that were born the same year as he was, they were twins and they were his friends, he remembered their names but not their faces. "How old were you when you were sold?" Nasir wondered how long they had been slaves.

"We were thirteen…" Agron said quietly.

"Why did your father sell you into slavery?" Nasir knew it happened but he couldn't help but be curious.

"We were a small village and were sold into slavery with the promise the girls would not be taken." Agron opened his eyes when Nasir moved beside him.

"Did you have many sisters?" Nasir couldn't help it the questions just came.

"Two, older by two years and three years." Agron didn't find himself thinking of his sisters that often any more.

"Do they yet live?" Nasir wondered out loud.

Agron shrugged his shoulders. "I doubt I would recognize them if I ever saw them again." He turned his head so he was looking at Nasir. "Do you remember any other family?"

Nasir shook his head. "My mother died when I was but a babe, and I do not recall a father as for anybody else, the memories have since faded."

Agron nodded knowing exactly what Nasir meant.

"So you had a master before you were at the ludus?" Nasir asked remembering what Agron had said.

Agron nodded again. "Our first Dominus died, he was old and fell ill. Duro and I were put up for auction together and bought by Batiatus."

"So you have mark of the first Dominus?" Nasir knew Agron did. "This is the mark of my Dominus." He touched the large bone earring that was in his ear. "He did not believe in branding of skin." Nasir absentmindedly reached up and ran his fingers across his throat where the collar used to be. "And the leather collar."

Agron glanced at Nasir fingers as they ran across the skin of his neck. "I do have previous mark, along with this one." He turned his arm up so Nasir could see the brand of his Gladiator mark.

"May I see the other?" Nasir asked he was curious if he would know the mark of Agron's previous Dominus. He knew he might have crossed the line in asking though.

Agron closed his eyes, leaning his head back against the wall and thought about what Nasir asked. He opened his eyes slowly and looked back at Nasir. Agron wasn't sure he wanted to show the mark to him just yet.

Nasir could sense Agron's apprehension on showing him. "It is fine if you do not wish to show me."

Agron shook his head. "It is not the case of not wanting to show you, I just don't know if I shall yet." Agron placed a hand on Nasir's knee and squeezed.

Nasir nodded, he did not blame Agron for not wanting to show him. "Shall we go find morning meal?" He asked not sure if Agron felt hungry with the headache he surely had. Nasir got to his feet and walked to the small table in the corner, pouring a cup of water for Agron. "This should help clear head slightly." He sat down on his knees beside Agron and handed him the cup.

Agron took the cup and drank the whole thing down. He handed the cup back to Nasir. "Gratitude…"

Nasir nodded and sat the empty cup down beside him. "May I see how your mouth fairs?" Nasir smiled when Agron raised an eyebrow but parted his lips. Nasir was happy when he saw very little blood. "It heals well."

Agron closed his mouth and gave Nasir a small smile. "Come with me, we are in need of food."