Warnings of course are given to this chapter.
It got quiet, to quiet for words alone to describe. Yao began to accept his fate, little gasps still escaped from his mouth as he still fought for that precious life giver but he knew he could not get it. He scraped desperately at Winters hands still around his neck, his nails digging deep in his bosses skin. The leather around his wrists getting tighter, leaving black and blue marks from being so tight.
Winter hissed, chocking Yao harder, the Asians neck already bruised from how hard he was gripping.
"You could have had a good future here Yao!" He shouted to an already lifeless man.
He then just stopped. He let go of Yao's neck as his head fell back into the pillow. His eyes were dark, nothing in them but stray tears, no movement from the younger male.
Winter laughed. He laughed like he had gone crazy.
"I was wondering when you would show up…son." Winter smirked, turning his view towards the door of the room. And there, standing in the doorway, it was the only man who could save Yao's life. There stood Ivan, Water Pipe in hand, the look of fury had taken over him.
He bared his teeth.
"I'm not your son, Winter." Growled Ivan. "Now, get your perverted pedo self, off of Jao!"
"What? Not even a hello, how are you doing? Tsk Tsk…still as rude as ever." He shook his head still smiling. "I am afraid you are a little to late my dear boy. Heh heh heh I'm afraid life has faded from our dear little whore."
Ivan griped the pipe tighter. "Get off him!" He yelled.
"You don't believe me?" He lent down next to Yao's lifeless body and began kissing him, running his tongue along Yao's face.
"GRAAHHHH!" Ivan screamed, running towards Winter, ready to strike. He took no time in flinging down the led weapon. But quick like a fox, Winter turned around and grabbed the pipe before it hit him.
"How awfully rude you are…I am much older and sharper then you, boy." The Russian grunted, trying to push down harder.
"Heh…weak, so weak, I don't know how you are the boss of that stupid mob. Look, here, he's not moving, see." He moved his body ever so slightly to let the silver haired man look.
Ivan looked…he looked at Yao, he looked so sad, so lonely. Just like Ivan always was, but now it wasn't him, it was the one he loved which made it ten times worst.
"Jao…" He spoke lowly. He wanted to run over to his small body and just hold him tightly and never let go, but he knew he had to beat Winter first which would not be an easy task.
"I'll kill you!" Ivan spat. He pulled his pipe back and quickly flung it towards Winters head. Winter dodged it, rolling off the bed. He quickly got up, zipping his pants, he smirked.
"Guess you figured out that I raped him already? We'll, I guess you don't, since you didn't even know that your precious doll was a prostitute."
"I always knew you sick disgusting pig! I just, wanted him to tell me for himself. And If I knew he was working for you I would of forced him to quit when I first saw him! Now, you raped him…killed him…broke him till there was nothing left!" His eyes shimmered with fire.
"I'll take your life like you took his"
He sprung towards Winter, but the older man dodged the pipe again, another throw and another dodge. Winter quickly went low and punched Ivan in the stomach. The Russian grunted, flinching for a second but that was all Winter needed to take the mans pipe and push him further back.
"I don't know why you try." Winter said throwing the pipe to the ground. "You'll never beat me." He went into his front pocket and brought out a gun.
"Ugh!" Ivan stepped back. "Playing dirty I see." He sneered.
"Oh shut up, I know that pipe isn't the only weapon you have."
"Humph...your right." Ivan took out his gun he had been hiding in his trench coat and pointed it at Winter. Both men at a stand still, who would strike first? Who would claim victory?
"Make your move." Winter commented.
"You first, da?" Ivan replied with a sort of smirk.
Quick to the draw Winter shot first, just barley missing the Russian. Ivan shot next, he hit Winter in the leg. The white haired man growled, falling to his knee's but before Ivan could get another shot in Winter hit the trigger, shooting Ivan in the chest.
"Bwahh!" The Russian froze, bringing his hand up to his chest. He spat out blood the red liquid falling from his mouth, slowly he fell to the floor he kept himself up by his hands, his body shook. When he saw the blood, it made the Russian's blood boil. He hadn't seen this much excitement in awhile…and he really liked blood. Mostly others, but seeing his own just made him more motivational.
With all his might, he reached for the gun he had dropped while falling and without hesitation shot at Winter again, hitting his shoulder.
Winter yelled in pain, grabbing his shoulder and dropping the gun. He watched as the Russian got up, towering. He slowly staggered over to were Winter had thrown his pipe.
"H-How…" Winter stuttered spitting out some blood. "How can you still be alive! I shot you in the heart!"
"Easy…" Ivan stated grabbing his pipe and heading back to the man, towering over him like a dark shadow, an angel of death. His eyes were a darker violet, filled with hate and revenge.
He smiled; it was a happy smile, a smile full of joy and excitement, a smile of a mad man…crazy like a hatter.
"Is because I have no heart, da?" He lifted his water pipe up in the air, winching a bit at the pain that surged though his chest but ignored it.
"This is the end…father…" He growled.
"You…heh…and they called me a devil. I g-guess they never met you…huh…" Winter smirked his eyes dark and hazy from the blood loss.
"Da…guess not." With that he brought it down, smashing Winter's face in. shattering his skull, quick and painless. But Ivan didn't want him to die painless, no, he wanted him to suffer.
Tears ran down Ivan's face. "THIS IS FOR JAO!" He yelled bringing it down again. Blood splattered on the walls, on the floor, tainting Ivan's clothes with the red substance. He wanted to keep going, so he did. He had lost track of how many times he had hit Winter with the now blood soaked pipe. His face was undetectable it was so smashed in.
Ivan dropped the pipe to the ground. Panting hard, he smiled, he hadn't stopped smiling since he had killed Winter. He tried to wipe his face from the blood with his sleeve but he only managed to smudge it more, coving his face with it.
He walked over to Yao's body that lay so still on the bed. He climbed on it with Yao and creased his cheek.
"Jao…" Ivan said softly. Tears began to fall on the smaller males skin. Ivan gasped, chocking on his sobs. He had never cried like this…never…but for Yao, he would. He would cry forever. He winced at the pain in his chest, bringing his hand up to the wound.
"It is not the gun shot that's making my chest hurt…it's losing you…my little sunflower." He bent down closer to Yao's face, rubbing his nose against Yao's.
"I…I love you little Jao." He softly placed a kiss on the man's lips. There was a pause…
"Huh?" Ivan pulled back in surprise. Yao's lips…they where warm! Ivan knitted his eyebrows.
"Jao! Jao!" He screamed shaking the man. He untied the Asian's bound hands and grabbed them tightly in his. He brought the Asians hands up to his face.
"Look Jao! I'm right here, just please…wake up da!" He shouted.
No movement.
"F**k it, Jao!" He kissed the man again, kissed him long and hard. "Wake up for me Jao…" He began to tear again. "Wake up…"
Suddenly, a miracle, there was a stir from the Chinese man, a groan was heard, as his eyes slowly opened.
"Jao!" Ivan said excitedly.
"Y…Yiwan…" He said barely above a whisper, it was so low and weak. He coughed, shutting his eyes in pain.
The Russian grabbed Yao and pulled him into a tight embrace. "My little sunflower!~ You survived Winter da!" He sobbed into his head.
"Yiwan….aru…" He tried to speak. "Y-You're crushing me…you big nosed Russian…" He smiled weakly.
"Ah! I'm sorry da? I'm just so happy, I thought I lost you! But…don't speak now, we have to get you to a hospital da?"
Yao nodded slowly before fading back into unconsciousness.
(2 weeks later)
Yao woke up slowly. His vison was a bit blurred but he ignored it. He looked up into a white ceiling. Groaning he turned his head to see two figures standing in a door way talking to each other. He tried to get out of the bed but only to fail in the end, having him crash back down into the soft mattress.
"Ah, little Jao, good morning. It is nice to see you finally up!" Said one of the figures from the door way but Yao perfectly made out who it was when he had heard the voice.
"Yiwan aru?" He questioned voice still raspy.
"Da…" He smiled kneeling on the floor next to Yao's bed.
"Where…where am I aru?"
In the hospital, you have been out cold for 2 weeks now.
"2 weeks aru!" Yao practically jumped out of the hospital bed. But winched in pain groaning, laying back down.
"Now now…calm down." Ivan spoke softly. "Winter had done some bad things to you…remember?"
The Asian looked away. He remembers all right…he remembered every horrifying detail, the small man shuddered.
"Yes…" He responded. "Wait…what happen to Winter aru?" He turned back to the Russian.
"Let's just say…he wont bother you anymore." Ivan smiled, playing with Yao's pretty hair.
"You mean you…" Yao gulped.
"It's not your job to think about it now, you must get your rest and heal up, da?"
Yao quickly shut up, closing his eyes and leaning into the soft creases Ivan was doing with his hair. He then opened his amber eyes half way.
"Yiwan…I'm sorry…I didn't tell you aru."
"Nyet, it is fine. I kind of guess you were at first da?" He smiled.
"You mean you knew aru?"
"I had my hunches." He winked. Yao blushed and pouted his lips a bit.
"I'm sorry I never told you about mine." Ivan stated, blushing slightly. "I guess telling you I was a mob boss should have been an important step to take."
"Yah aru…that would of helped." Sarcastically Yao replied.
"But I was…afraid you wouldn't…like me." He blushed like a little kid emitting his wrong doings.
Yao smiled softly at the man. He leaned over and surprised the Russian with a soft kiss. Blushing as he kissed the man.
"I don't care if your in the mob aru…you were the only one to really care about me aru…so for that, I could forgive a thousand sins of yours. –Cough- -Cough- but could you forgive mine…"
Ivan moved his brows inward smiling big like a little child. He leaned in kissing Yao.
"I can forgive everything you do! Because to me you are perfect da!"
"Shut up aru…" Smirked Yao. "So…I guess I don't have to work at the brothel anymore and guess that means I'll take you up on that offer."
"You mean…you'll be with me, you'll work as my personal chef!" He shouted happily.
"mhmm." Yao nodded.
"Yay!" Ivan hugged Yao tightly. "You get to live with me now! And I get to see you everyday and love you and kiss you and have sex with you!" His joy could not be contained.
"W-Wait aru? What was that last part again?" He feared at the word implored "sex"
"Da! Sex everyday with you!" He happily pronounced loudly. "Only me, only I can touch you and love you and make you my little Chinese doll!"
"No way! Do not want aru!" A huge twitch mark appeared over his head as he blushed madly.
"Da! You will become one with me!" He kissed Yao again, this time WAY more passionately.
"Yiwaaaaaaaaaaaaaannn!" He groaned.
So after another 2 days in the hospital Yao was finally free to go home. He apologized to the doctors at the hospital for the piles and piles of sunflowers he had received from Ivan in the room. I mean the room was seriously covered in them. The doctors took it in strive when Ivan smiled with the kolkolkol and purple aura.
He packed up his stuff from his apartment, said goodbye to Ben and was off to start his new life with the Russian man. He had no more to fear, he was free. Finally free from that horrible life he was trapped in. Yao never felt happier.
But…there was something bothering him.
"Ready to go?" Ivan questioned to the ebony haired man.
"Yes…but Yiwan aru, I have one question." He looked up into Ivan's violet eyes, his eyebrows furrowed inward.
"Da?" He titled his head. "What is it?"
"How did you know…I was there?"
"Huh?" Ivan smiled tilting his head the other way. "I do not understand da?"
"I mean, how did you know I was at the brothel aru?"
"Oh! I will explain everything da? We'll, in the next chapter of course!" He smiled winking.
Do you like the happy ending so far? It was very Cheezy yes? Sorry it was so sad and graphic at the beginning, but you know there had to be something like that in a story like this! And yes, this story is not over yet! So you have to keep bearing with me!
I need to make a chapter about how Ivan found out, and I still need to make a sexy lemon seen with our two main characters. So just make sure your prepaid for more! Hope you don't mind! –Winks-
To be continued~