"Where is he, where is he, where is he!" Ivan yelled growling deep within in his throat. He tore away the mattress throwing it onto the ground, tossing the covers to the side. Anger built up inside the Russian man, he wanted to kill something, anything if it got in his way. "Yao!" He yelled louder.
"Hey, what the hell is going on in here!" Shouted one of the guards coming into the cell. He was a small guard, weak looking with short blonde hair. He must have been new, because all of the workers he knew, know to stay away from cell block 54.
"Yao, Yao, I must find Yao!" Ivan spat to the man.
"No, what you need to do is to calm down, or I will take you into solitary confinement. Now clean up your cell or come with me!"
Ivan stopped for a moment and stared at the officer with an intense glare that made the man shiver and gulp loudly. The Russian began walking up to the blue suited supervisor, his eyes shining a deep evil purple and a aura around him that screamed I will kill you. He griped the officers collar, lifting him off the ground.
Ivan snarled, revealing his sharp teeth only slightly. The guard shook violently, his eyes shaking in fear as he stared at the terrifying prisoner.
"D-Don't make me t-tase you!" Stuttered the man trying to threatened the larger one.
"Ha! Tase me?" Ivan laughed darkly with a childish grin. "Just try..." He leaned in closer, face falling drastically. "If you dare."
Gulp! The guard almost cried in complete horror.
"Now you will listen to me closely, da?" He watched as the smaller man frantically nodded his head. "You are going to help me find a prisoner in here by the name of Wang Yao and if you do not...kolkolkol~" He laughed menacingly.
"Yes, ok! I will do whatever you want, just please don't hurt me! Whaa!" The man cried, shaking his head uncontrollably back and forth.
"Good!" Ivan smiled happily, dropping the man onto the ground. "Now here is what you will do."
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"Oh man, I am going to get in so much trouble for doing this!" The meek guard whined to himself as he snuck quietly into warden Rome's office. The words of the Russian ran through his skull like a cog of wheels.
"You will go down to whatever office owned by the warden and you will use his speaker to call out to Yao and tell everyone, that if they have him, I will make sure they never walk again. You understand this da?"
"B-But I could get fired for doing something like that!"
"Kolkolkol~ Something much worse will happen then being fired if you don't, da?" Ivan picked up the man again, this time by his neck, slowly choking the poor worker.
"Whaaaa! Yes, yes, Ok!" The man whimpered struggling to get free from the breath crunching clutch.
"Heehee~" Ivan giggled delightfully. "Good!"
The officer grabbed the mic with shaking hands and pressed the button on the intercom. "E-Excuse me, but will a W-Wang Yao please return to cell block 54! A-And if anyone is keeping him p-prisoner, you will be punished severely!" He quickly put the mic down and zoomed out of the office.
In the meantime, Ivan listen to the announcement with a grin on his face. "Now to wait for the results." As he sat in his cell, back lying on his bed after he had fixed up the place, he heard the latch on the cell click. Immediately he shot up and looked over to the door.
"Yao-Yao!" He yelled excitedly not even giving time to see who it was. But as he got up his joy quickly changed. There, standing along with three other officers, one being the guard that Ivan had "hired" to make the announcement stood none other than Muunokhoi Khan, his name meant Vicious Dog in Mongolian, so all the prisoners just called him Mr. Vicious. Or Mr. Khan.
"Hello... Ivan." The Mongolian said in a dark tone. He was a very tall man for being Asian, not as tall as Ivan but close enough. He was a bit on the more heavier side, being slightly bulk and large. He had black long hair tied in a braid and a long Chinese style mustache and beard. He spoke again,"You need to get a stealthier spy." He laughed with his deep voice. "He was too easy to catch."
"Oh?" Ivan put on a fake smile. "And what makes you think I sent him there?"
"One, there's only you and your friend living in block 54 and two, the little wimp spilled the beans quicker then a speeding bullet."
Ivan glanced at the officer with one of his creepy smiles, sending waves a murderous intent at him. The guard cried more, trying to wipe his tears away. "I am so sorry Mr. Ivan!" He yelled.
The Russian looked back to the Mongolian who just happened to be second in command from the warden. He smiled. "So, what does that mean for me da?"
"It means a day in confinement and maybe I will asked the warden to move up your death date. It has been quite sometime huh... maybe he forgot and needs a little reminder." The big man gave a nasty grin to the Slavic man. He and Ivan had been on bad terms since he first came into the jail.
Invisibly Ivan flinched, still keeping the smile. "Nyet...I will take a day in confinement, if you tell me were Yao is."
I don't know where he is and I don't care. For all I know, he could be stuck in another cell, raped constantly. I saw his profile, he is quite the catch yes? I wouldn't mind getting my hands on him."
Ivan growled lowly. "Shut up, you Mongolian scum bag! I hope you burn in hell!" He yelled running towards the black haired man, fist clenched tightly. The other two guards acted quickly, the one tasing the Russian in the stomach. Waves of electricity burst within the Russian, but Ivan still continued his decent even though he was in pain. The other officer used his taser to hit the Russian again and he fell to his knee's. Before you knew it, cuff's were placed around his wrist and he was brought up to his feet, Ivan stumbling slightly.
They walked him out, stopping as Ivan came face to face with the 'vicious dog.' "Hope you have fun alone. Oh, and if I find your, Yao, I will be sure to take 'very' good care of him. Heh-heh-heh. UGH!" The Mongolian flinched as the Russian spat in his face. He wiped off the spit, slapping the taller man across the face. "Take him out of here!" Muunokhoi growled.
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Unleashing the cuff's on Ivan, the officer spoke. "Enjoy your time, you Russian dirt bag." He spat as he pushed the tall man into the dark and damp lonely room. They closed the bolted doors and locked them tightly. The room was pitch black, no light could get in from anywhere, not only that but the room was small and only metal surrounded him. Ivan got up and banged on the doors cursing loudly in English and his own Russian language. "Please! What if Yao needs me! Вы должны меня отпустить!" He yelled, Ivan could feel his knuckles starting to bruise from the forceful poundings. He hit the cold metal door once more and fell to his knees.
"Yao... Yao I'm sorry." He hiccuped slightly. "I shouldn't of left you...Yao..." The Slavic man griped the one side of his head tightly as it throbbed in pain. He reached for his scarf and almost panicked when he didn't have it. He had forgotten he had given it to Yao, he frantically searched for it. He felt naked and cold without it. Everything was going wrong.
Ivan didn't know how long he had been in the cell but it felt like days to him. The longer he stood in the dark, the more he would sink back into his old life of disparity. As the thoughts of being happy with Yao, to losing Yao, bad images of his past re-entered his head and he forgot about everything, where he was, how he got in here, why he was here. It all faded.
He crawled into a corner and sat with his legs up against his chest. The screams rang loud, they swam in his brain like a swarm of wild, angry wasps.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
"UGHHHHHHH! HAHHHHH! STOP!"
"No, no!" Ivan yelled to himself, covering his ears as he shook his head back and forth frantically. He could hear the voices so clearly, the screams, he could see the blood paint the walls and the mayhem surround him.
The pictures of him killing his own family.
The pain, his heart sank deep within his chest cavity. WHY IVAN, WHY! He heard his sister scream at him. Her throat tearing at how hard she yelled. "YOU DEVIL YOU, YOU EVIL CHILD!" His mother growled, blood splurting from her mouth."
"Not again, not again!" Ivan rocked back and forth. "I'm sorry!" He screamed out loud. "I am so sorry..." These were the nightmare's that haunted Ivan day and night. These were the sounds that drove him to insanity. These were the pictures that constantly scarred his mind.
It was worse than being killed, it was more terrible then drowning or being burned to death. When you are constantly at war with yourself, it is worse then Hell itself.
He was trapped,
Alone.
"Ivan..."
"Go away!" Ivan yelled still covering his ears.
"Ivan." The angelic voice said softer.
"Uh?" The Russian stopped rocking for a moment and paused. That voice, it sounded so familiar, it sounded like-
"Do you remember that song I sang for you aru?"
"Y-Yao?" Ivan stuttered opening his eyes, still nothing but the black. He reached his hands out into the darkness in desperation to try and touch the non existent human, hitting nothing but air. "Yao where are you! I can't see you!"
"rén shēng jì yī shì fāng xǐng chūn yǐ mù
sì shí gēng biàn huà, suì yuè yī hé sù..."
"I-I can hear it Yao, but I still can't see you!" Glistening tears flowed down his cheek
"yì rú cháng hé xīng, sī rú míng yuè xuán
sù shŏu zhuó qīng sī , zhī chéng shuāng luó xuán..."
Ivan shut his eyes and let the angel like voice consume his thoughts. Slowly the images of the horrible products of his past seem to fade into the background. It was the same song that saved him from his nightmare's the last time too.
Wait...
No.
It was not the song, It was Yao. Everything always came back to the Chinese man.
"Yao." Ivan said to himself in a low deep voice.
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The large bars clanked roughly against the metal door to the cell as bright luminous blinding light shined through. Inside Ivan stirred at the sound and the light which he thought was maybe the gates of heaven coming to take him away. But he knew that if he would walk into the trap of that heavenly facade, he would fall endlessly into a pit of fire and death. So he closed his eyes again, ignoring the call.
"Hey! Get up you lazy son of a b*tch!" The rough voice kicked the Russian hard in the stomach. Ivan grunted, clutching his gut tightly and in pain. He cracked opened his eye's, the violet orbs still trying to get accustom to the new sight of something other then dark. "I said get up!" It yelled again.
Ivan slowly lifted his body off of the solid cold ground and before he could pick himself completely off, the guard came and dragged him to his feet. Ivan, although disoriented slightly, sent daggers over to the officer. He saw the guard flinch slightly and some sweat drip down the side of his face.
With his voice cracked and hoarse, he spoke to the man in blue. "I would be careful if I were you, da? I have killed more people in my time than you have in your whole line of duty. Its not wise to treat a psycho with no respect da. Especially a Russian one."
"H-Hey, you can't threaten me in here, I am your boss! You're not mine."
"Heh... Just keep thinking that." Ivan retorted with a smirk.
The supervisor carefully cuffed Ivan again. "G-get moving!" He yelled, slightly pushing the giant on his back. The Slavic played along and walked compliantly.
As the man walked Ivan down to the cell, the Russian couldn't help but notice that the man he had hired to make the call for Yao was walking up nervously to the two of them. He whispered something to the other guard.
"Are you sure?" He said.
The short dirty blonde hair man looked to Ivan with a nervous smile. "Alright Braginski." The first guard said spitefully. "Nick will take over from here and you better be good for him." He looked over to Nick and nodded his head, leaving him to his duty.
"It is brave of you to return to me." Ivan said scornfully. "I did not think you had the guts, da."
"Listen, I-I really feel bad for tattling on you! Really!" He said, voice rising. "B-But I came back to tell you that I know were Yao is!"
"Uh?" Ivan jumped slightly at the name, his heart immediately skipped a beat. "Yao? You know where he is?" He grabbed the smaller man's collar with his still cuffed hands and lifted him up again. "Where, Where is he!"
"Ahh! Please let me explain!" Ivan's eyes widened in a bit of surprise and placed him on the floor gently.
"Sorry."
"Its ok. Anyway, I was eating lunch in the lounge when my friend Elizaveta, the nurse for this prison, came and told me she heard about the announcement and was concerned about something like, 'That must be his true love!' and 'You need to tell this man that he's in the infirmary right away!' So after I heard that I had to come make it up for my insubordination from last time."
"Ahh, So little Yao is ok! This is wonderful da!~" He smiled brightly.
"Come, I will take you to him." The meek officer walked Ivan along, making sure it looked like he was leading the Russian for his job.
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"Elizaveta are you in?" The small man spoke softly as not to bother the other patients.
"Ahh~ Nick!" She said happily walking over to him. The long haired Hungarian brunette women stop as she got closer and saw a huge giant man behind him. "Uhh, W-Who's your friend?" She asked nervously.
"This is Ivan, the cell mate of Yao."
"Oh really!" Her expression quickly changed into joyous wonder. Her eyes sparkled with determination as she dragged the tall Russian into the room closing the door. "So you're the one who is in love with him! Oh, It is so romantic, the tragedy of betrayal, hurt and heart broken! You would do anything to get the one you love back, even taking death as the consequence!" The nurse swooned and had a fire in her eyes as she spoke about the two. "It is like this one manga I read!~"
"Ahh?" Ivan smiled, staring confusingly at the women. "I am sorry, but can you please just tell me where Yao is? His smile wiry as he laughed softly.
"Yes yes, I almost forgot!" He is back behind bed number six. Just go down the row." She pointed to the bed half way in the back.
Ivan nodded and smiled at the brunette. "Thank you." The man began his walk down the white very clean room, it seemed to take forever, as if time was slowing down with every step he took. His heart began to race rapidly as he thought about seeing the Asian again.
He slowly opened the white curtains that hid the oriental beauty. He smiled softly as he stared at the sleeping figure on the bed, so comfortable with his own scarf still wrapped so protectively around Yao's tiny neck, Ivan couldn't help but feel his frozen heart melt at the adorable sight. He walked over and knelt down beside him. Yao's breathing was slow and rhythmical, face still slightly flushed but it was returning to normal. "His fever must be coming to its end." Ivan thought happily. With nervous hands he lifted his thick long fingers over to the black raven locks, swiping some of the hair out of the smaller mans face.
"Little Yao~" He said softly. "I am so glad, you are ok."
Unbeknownst to Ivan, Elizaveta and Nick were watching the whole scene play out. The young nurse almost squealed with excitement over how romantic and cute it was, wishing she had her camera with her. Nick felt a little awkward being around all of them, but felt a little joy in his heart none the less.
"So romantic~ So adorable~" She pronounced. "Like a knight in shinning armor coming to save his princess!"
"Is his sickness better?" The Russian asked turning towards the Hungarian woman.
She nodded her head. "He is just fine, yesterday when the one officer brought him in, he was a sight for sore eyes! He thrashed and screamed about, but after while he calmed down."
Ivan knitted his brow's. "Huh? What Officer?" "How dare he touch my little Yao!" Ivan thought angrily to himself but was trying to hide that anger deep within him until later.
"Oh, He was some Australian man, had a bandage on his noes." Elizaveta put her finger to her chin to think about it a bit more. "He was kinda big, like muscular big, I remember it so well."
"Aiyaaa! Let me go aru, let me go!" Yao thrashed and shouted and hit the guards back as he was brought into the infirmary on the officers shoulder. "I-I am fine aru! Ah-choo!" He sneezed. "Ughh..." His head spun and he felt like he was going to throw up.
"Oi, listen mate, if you weren't so stubborn, I w'ndt need to drag ya in here like I did."
"No! I don't need your western medicine!" He yelled again.
"Oh, he is a feisty one." The brunette woman smirked.
"G'd Day pretty lady, yah, he is pretty feisty but nothing I can't handle, eh?" He smiled with a wide grin. "Ere Yah go!" He placed the Asian down on the ground, Yao stumbled, loosing his balance as he crashed back into the officers arms. "See, You're so sick yah can't even stand up. Good thing I came when I did. Glad I heard your puking or you w'uld of died!"
"S-Shut up aru!" He said face flushed and himself flabbergasted. Yao again, tried to stand up on wobbling legs. He griped the soft scarf that still lay around his neck. "Ivan." He thought to himself. I-If I don't go back, I-Ivan will be worried aru. Uhh!" Trying to walk forward, the room spun around him and he crashed onto the ground.
"After that, he was out like a light. Gave him some medicine and he has been progressing ever since. I told him to take off that scarf, that it was to hot for it but he said he needed to keep it safe for you. He said you trusted it with him and he took full responsibility, Ohhh~ Its just so cute!" The nurse giggled again.
"H-He never took it off, for me?" Ivan blushed slightly at this fact that he cared so much. Or maybe he was just to stubborn. Ivan smiled, no one was ever this concerned about him, no one. Not his mother or father or sisters. Not even his imaginary friends that he made up to keep him company when he was alone and scared.
Ivan looked back at Yao with soft eyes. For some odd reason, the Asian's lips looked so...so soft...so warm and inviting. He could feel himself leaning in closer, pulled in by something magnetic, like a moth to a flame.
Yes
That's exactly what it was. A moth to a flame. He stopped his inching with all of the strength he had left in his bones. If he would kiss Yao, he would burn, incinerate like a moth to that blazing unforgiving heat. He would regret ever even trying, Yao was his only friend in the world. The only friend that actually meant something to him. The Slavic man clenched his fist tightly and grinded his teeth. Even though he loved Yao with all his heart, what would be the chance that Yao felt the same way.
No, he would just keep them as friends. No matter the size of a gaping hole it left in his chest.
No matter the price of loneliness it brought.
Sorry, I'm really sorry this took so long to update. I know I know, here's the whole school excuse. School just started for me this week and is already tiring. So updating might be slower then what I usually do. But none the less, I hope you are enjoying it so far and that you stick with it till the end. The plot is begging to thicken soon, so what is going to happen, you'll just have to wait and read~
So you seen the crazy Ivan, The killing Ivan, The brave Ivan, The sad Ivan, The caring Ivan, The psychotic messed up Ivan and the in love Ivan~ Man, How many firkken Ivan's can there be! STOP BEING SO BI POLAR YOU CRAZY RUSSIAN! UGH! xDDD
And you met a new evil villain character, Meet Mr. Mongolia~ Lol. The evil mean Mr. Muunokhoi Khan. He will play a role in this, (Maybe) so look out for him.
I hope to update soon!~ Please in the meantime, Review, comment, tell me what you think! (P.s. I sometimes over write when I get in the mood and can't stop, so if there is to much description, I AM SORRY!)