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Emil felt his chest tighten a bit and he squeezed Leon's hand tightly, "Leon, I'm scared," he whispered to him.
Leon was silent and looked back as soon as Yao tapped his shoulder. "What is going on aru?" he asked, "Everyone looks a bit worried." Leon updated Yao on the situation and his face went grim, even if he wasn't too fond of Lukas, he knew the Fin to be a very kind and sweet person. "I'm sure he is okay, have they tried calling him mom aru?" Leon simply nodded and Yao sat back in his seat, confused and worried.
"Come on wake up," Hercules muttered pushing Sadik gently to wake him. The Turkish man woke up abruptly and stretched out, he moved the blanket off of him and opened the door. His feet hit the gravel and he walked over to the edge by a tree, unzipping his pants and doing his business. Just as he finished up he saw a dark black truck coming up the hill, it stopped half ways, and he squinted to see a few guys jumping out dragging someone.
The person seemed to be knocked out cold, his head hanging to the side, deep gashes on his forehead and forearms. He was wearing a soccer uniform, luckily something that Sadik recognized. "Hercules!" he said quickly looking back at the car before running over to it. Hercules looked over, "Come here, something isn't right."
Hercules climbed out of the car with a yawn, "Look it's probably some guys looking to do some drugs," he mumbled as he was hushed by Sadik and taken toward the edge of the hill where he saw the black truck and the group of boys carrying a person. "Hey isn't that one of our uniforms?" he asked.
"Yeah, but I don't recognize any of those guys," Sadik responded crossing his arms. "Who is that though?" he asked as the two of them squinted trying to get a clearer picture of whoever the person in the uniform was.
Meanwhile somewhat down the hill the group of about five boys threw the blond boy in the middle of them onto the dirt. Tino coughed roughly and grabbed his ribcage, "What the heck?" he muttered looking up at the group of boys surrounding him. His eyes were hurting with the bright sun shining right into them.
"Shut up," a voice muttered before he felt a boot right into his rib cage. He coughed roughly again before he was picked up by his hair onto his knees. "You're kind of cute," the same voice muttered, "If I didn't know any better I would have sworn you were a girl." Tino could barely see the silhouette of the person, before he felt a fist to his face making him lean over. He was pulled back his hair to be on his knees once more. "Hand me the bat," the voice said. There was some noises behind him before he felt something his stomach.
The group of boys were laughing, taking video and snapping some pictures. "This is what you deserve, you and the rest of your stupid team cheated us." Tino felt another hit to his stomach and he hunched over. Tears welled up in his eyes as he cried out in pain, the bat hitting his back and making him lie flat. "Should we do it?" he heard a voice ask.
"What? Wait you said we were just going to beat him up!"
"Oh stop being such a pussy, either you're in with us or not."
"Dude this is to far... You can get us all sent to jail."
"Doing this will send us to jail you dumbass, we might as well make it worth it."
The voices seemed to be fighting, but Tino just felt something wet go over his body. The smell was putrid, he gagged. He hated the smell of gasoline and wondered why on earth they were dousing him in that. Unless...no. They weren't serious were they? Tino cringed as he felt the gasoline get into his cuts, all over his face and in his hair. "Stop...please..." he begged softly but the group seemed to be more wrapped up in their argument than what Tino had to say. He tried to move, gripping the sand underneath his palms to do so. He dragged himself somewhat before he felt a foot step on his hand. He gasped and bit his lip.
"Where do you think you're going?" muttered a voice.
"Look either we are all in this together, or we're not." There was a silence among the group and Tino only felt the sand stick to his body due to the gasoline and he coughed out a bit. "Good now that we all agree-" just as he spoke his words there was a loud crashing noise behind them.
"For fucks sake warn me!" Sadik shouted gripping onto the driver's seat from behind. Hercules and him had gotten back into the car, and rammed straight into the large truck.
"I did fucking warn you," Hercules muttered before driving the car into reverse, "Now get ready."
"Wait what?" Sadik shouted before Hercules drove straight toward the group of boys who quickly got out of the way. Sadik opened the door quickly, pulling Tino in and slammed the door before hitting the driver's seat again. "Go!" he shouted.
Hercules nodded before putting the car into drive again and headed straight down the hill. The group of boys had scattered and Hercules sighed out as they headed toward the main streets of the city once more. "Who the heck is it?" he asked looking back at Sadik.
Sadik felt the oil all over Tino and grabbed the blanket to wipe some of it off, "It's Tino..." he replied, "We have to get him to a hospital."
"Already going there," Hercules replied as they drove off toward it. "I just hope my insurance covers 'rescuing someone's life'."
Lovino brought the things back with him as he headed back to the house, he walked in to see his grandfather and Tino's mother sitting there. "Did you find him?" she asked quickly.
"No," Lovino answered but held out his things, "We did find his things." He said a bit uncomfortably and looked to Antonio to finish the rest.
Just as Tinos mother walked up to gather the things Antonio cleared his throat, "Beside it...were some...tire marks. They were really dark, so they don't look to old..." The woman gasped covering her mouth, as she broke into uncontrollable sobs.
Lovino watched as his grandfather tried to calm her down taking her to the kitchen, "I'll call the police," he assured her before nodding at the two boys and thanking them.
Lovino looked back at Antonio and bit his lip, he felt his chest grow tight and heavy. "Don't worry amor," Antonio whispered before pulling him into a hug. "I'm sure Tino is okay..."
"And if he isn't?" Lovino muttered, "What then?"
Antonio had no reply to this and rubbed Lovino's back.
"I'm going to go look for him," Berwald said as he packed his things.
"Berwald you can't you're in the middle of a wrestling tournament," Mathias said gripping his arm.
"I don't care, there are plenty of those," he replied and pulled away.
"Berwald – "
"I don't care!" he snapped, "I have to find him!" This made the entire section of the bleachers fall quiet. He said nothing grabbing his things and zipping them up before walking down the bleachers.
"Come on," Emil said pulling on Leon's hand. "We have to go and help find him."
"You need to stay here," Lukas said telling him to sit down. "I'll go with Berwald, you just stay here and tell me if he comes by."
Emil didn't say anything against that and sat back down in his seat as he watched Lukas run to catch up to Berwald.
Later that night Emil was back at home, still no word on what happened to Tino had reached them. He was worried and laid there in bed, tossing and turning, but finally had managed to drift off to sleep.
"The Turkish King?" he sputtered. "How on earth am I promised to him?" he said and stood in front of his brother. "Have you gone insane? Why can't you just marry him!?"
"That is none of your concern," Lukas replied calmly trying to calm his own brother down. "You do as I say, and that is it."
Emil looked at Lukas, then at Mathias. He saw the crowd begin to gather before he clenched his jaw. "I think I'll decide who I marry," he muttered before walking past him and back into the large castle. He was seething, how dare Lukas just tell him he was just going to marry someone else? He rubbed his temples, and walked into his room closing the door before sitting down on his bed. He felt blinked a few times before he realized he was holding something, he looked down in his hand and noticed a few flowers in his hand. He laughed a bit and walked over to his pillow, placing the flowers underneath it.
He laid down right after and his fingers gently traced over his lips. He did enjoy the kiss as much as he did hate to admit it. He also lost control of his emotions, which probably wasn't the best idea around Lukas. He knew Lukas would have a 'stern talk' with him later on. He turned to his side not really wanting to listen to such a stupid thing. Then a thought occurred to him, he smiled and sat up in bed. He went to his desk writing something out he opened the door to see a servant there. "Good, I need you to deliver this to Leon, be discreet about it." He handed the servant the note and then closed the door. "If Lukas wants to be that way, well so can I."
Not to long after he felt a knock on his door, he opened it up to see Leon. He smiled a bit and let him in, "I didn't think you would really come."
"Why not?" Leon asked looking over at Emil, an amused look in his eyes. "I only came on your wishes."
"I want to know something," Emil said as he glanced at him, "Why did you kiss me? Aren't you promised to anyone back home?"
"No," Leon replied, "Back home I have no right to the throne, I am free to choose whom I wish to be with."
"Of course you are," Emil sighed, "How I envy that."
"Why do you envy? You do realize you can do it yourself."
"Me?" he chuckled a little as he sat back down on his bed. He was dressed in his night attire and looked back toward Leon. "I think my brother would have my head before I do such a thing."
"Then why stay?" Leon asked as he walked closer to him.
There was a few moments of silence between them before Emil looked away clearing his throat, "Where on earth would I go?" he said a bit nervous.
"You could always come away with me," Leon suggested.
Emil quickly stood up avoiding the other, "Don't be absurd, we've only just met."
"I suppose you don't give out kisses to everyone you just meet, yes?" Leon asked as he walked toward Emil and reached out for him. "Or am I the only one?"
Emil slowly turned to look at the other, their eyes meeting and he found it very hard to breathe in that moment. "You...are the only one...thus far..." he muttered.
"How about we keep it that way?" he asked softly, the small smirk was not seen on his lips but in his eyes as Leon's fingers reached up to brush up against the others lips. "Certainly if you become spoiled before marriage than he can no longer take you."
"Spoiled?" Emil repeated his eyebrows furrowing slightly, "I don't..." but he fell silent when he finally did realize what the other was talking about. His face began to heat up quietly, "Leon I don't think you realize what you're talking about."
"I do," he whispered and he leaned in closer. "I most certainly do, and from the moment I saw you, I have wished to make you mine."
Emil had no words to say to the other, he only felt Leon's fingers brush against his lips and down to his jaw line. Then down his neck before stopping just where his clothes covered his shoulder. Leon slipped his fingers underneath it, all the while their eyes stayed connected. "I most certainly hope...you don't regret this..." he whispered before leaning and clashing his lips with the other.
Emil woke up with feeling Lukas shaking him. "W-what?" he asked sitting up in bed.
"They found Tino," he said sitting on Emil's bed. "He's in the hospital, come on get ready lets go."
Emil nodded as he stumbled out of bed, his face flushed from his dream. He knew what the other was talking about his face was a hot mess simply thinking about it.
Just how awkward would it be tomorrow he wondered.
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