Crumbling
"Phichit, I-"
He huffed through his nose and gave a small smile. "So the Colbrans got to you too, huh? Here, I have some water."
"Y-You have some? How are you here?"
Phichit held up the cup. "Not everyone get's picked for the ring of Nobles, Yuri. When I heard you were here I had to do something. I can't get you out of here though, obviously."
Yuri brought his head back and to drink precious water as best as he could with their help.
"Ah~ thank you…"
"So why are you here, Yuri? Has your big mouth led you astray already?"
I was dragged here! I-I didn't do anything, I was minding my own business on errands and then, bam! I'm here! I don't even know where I am, or why I'm being hurt only to be fed. I don't get it!"
Phichit had moved to sit cross-legged on the floor and rested his head in his right hand. "Your Master didn't send you away?"
Yuri shook his head. "I didn't do anything V- Lord Nikiforov wouldn't want."
"So…you have kept him pleased then?"
"We're servants, right? Not much choice," Yuri deadpanned.
"Heh, always were the quick one, weren't you?"
Yuri lowered his eyes. "Heh, yeah…I guess so…wait, how did you know I was brought into a Noble's service?"
Phichit cocked an eyebrow while he tilted his head to the side. "I was just saying."
"O-Oh okay. So. How have you been…sorry that was a horrible question to ask…" Yuri dropped his head forward.
"No, no, it's all right. It's an expected question."
"Er, so, any big news outside?"
"Yuri, my friend, you are nothing but all the rage since Lady Mila's party."
"Eh?! All I did was-!"
"The stupidest thing an idiot like you could do, but I wish I could've seen it, heh."
"I think the story was exaggerated…" Yuri sweated a little. "Why else would I be here?"
Phichit scratched his dusty cheek. "Thing is…Lord Nikiforov has been under house arrest since. That's the word on the street anyway…surprised the media didn't take then opportunity to make that clear honestly."
"R-Really?!"
Yuri paled. 'Then he can't come after me!'
"But I-I'm here by mistake! There has to be!"
Phichit raised his hands. "I didn't say this was fair. Just the messenger. Besides….I think the both of you are getting just desserts."
Katsuki slowly blink. "…Eh?"
Yuri took a hard look over his old companion who now inched closer towards him on their knees with shaking hands. He quickly noticed how tired they were, how dirty, and, behind those eyes, how hurt they were.
A chill down Yuri's spine. 'Silenced and beaten…'
He framed Yuri's face with calloused hands. "Ten years…I've worried about you…"
"Phichit…"
"I feared for you."
Yuri gasped as cracked lips kissed his forehead.
This wasn't the same boy who ran with him down in the streets.
"You could've been anywhere. Or killed."
Yuri tried to push, but Phichit wasn't deterred.
"You could've been sold to sex."
Yuri squirmed to a sloppy kiss on the cheek.
"To the labs to act as a rat."
A kiss on the neck.
'Where is this-? Why?!'
"St-"
"To the old bastards who raped others and made you watch."
A bite on the earlobe.
"Phichit-!" Yuri gasped. "Stop please!"
They pulled back and stared into Yuri's brown eyes. "All this before you're sold off to work at the worst place for humans yet. Here."
Staring into coal, dead eyes, this was definitely not the same boy who laughed at his jokes with the brightest smile.
Phichit took Yuri's chin. "Instead, one day, I find out Yuri Katsuki is now the esteemed butler of Lord Victor Nikiforov, fine all along. Plus, is now an acclaimed hero now under suspicion of treason because, rumor has it, your building quite the following."
'What the fuck? That's a lie!'
"Th-That's not true I-" Yuri was silenced by a finger on his lips.
"I should've been happy for you. You were safe, but then I remembered…" The damaged man leaned forward to speak in Yuri's ear. "…you ditched me."
'I didn't mean to!'
"We were ki-"
The back of his head was roughly pushed against the wall.
Phichit pulled back slowly, glaring. "Shut. The Fuck. Up."
This was a twisted shell; Colbrans did this to him.
'It's been him this whole time, hasn't it…?'
Numbed by shock, Yuri's lips burned as a tear fell down his face.
Victor tossed and turned. With Yuri gone he was slipping into madness. Every passing night he grew needing Yuri back in his arms because of the bond he made on the back of Yuri's neck. It was new, unsettled. The only way for Victor to get any sleep was to focus on his Yuri the best he could while clinging onto a pillow to his chest.
'You will lose him, like you lost me.'
"Shut up..." Victor mumbled.
'They will kill him.'
"Sh~ut u~p!" He shouted into the pillow.
In six years, the Colbran wept.
'Please…bring him back…'
"Phichit, stop!"
No words. Only action.
Not every Colbran was as nice as Victor.
"I get you're hurting! Stop! This isn't like you!" Yuri rasped, protecting his face with is forearms.
Every day Phichit was a heavy set reminder there were Colbrans who abused humans, staying true to the horrors spoken on the Albjora moon.
A swift kick to the gut.
"You don't know a damn thing!"
"M-Mila?!" Victor was stunned.
The refined Lady waved a paper in front of her as she stormed into to the study with frantic triplets at her heels who didn't know she'd be coming. "It's all over the news! 'Yuri Katsuki Proven as Traitor! Sentenced to Torture for Gathering Followers for Revolution!' What bull shit!"
Victor bit his lips and grimaced as the newspaper was read to him as if he hadn't already.
'My name should be there. Not his!'
If Mila, of all people, swore, she was that pissed.
"That young man saved you, saved many of both races! This is such a transparent lie that I have come here to see what you have done about it!"
"You care for him that much, huh?" Victor continued to stare at her from his chair, bewildered still that she was here.
The Lady slammed the paper on the desk. "I wouldn't care if I was sick with a broken foot! I'd make it clear that man was under my service and hadn't done a thing. Witnesses! Trial! Why aren't we seeing this?!"
Nikiforov folded his arms. "What do you think I am doing? I'm under house arrest. So until Her Declotes lets me go I can't see Yuri or build a case very well."
She put a hand on her hip. "You need friends, Nikiforov. I may be younger than you but at least I don't have to sit around. I'll go in person and see what the hold up is, I assume you've tried to get a repeal?"
"Y-Yes…forgive me, but why do you care? I get you like Yuri but…"
Mila huffed. "As much as you try to be elusive about it…guess it's a woman's intuition."
"Huh?"
"I've seen how you've looked at him…I won't have a repeat of her…"
Victor furrowed his brow, but wasn't angry. "Careful one what you say, please."
The redhead pursed her lips. "Humph, you need Yuri here." She held up the paper. "You know I won't let this slide. Let me help you."
Rough hands pulled at Yuri's hair to make him stand.
Katsuki gasped. "Why does your master let you beat up prisoners?!"
A crazed smile fell across the broken man's lips. "Just you. Its my treat for being good."
"N-!" He'd tried to speak, but the shock mixed with a raw throat left Yuri mute.
'How much do you hate me?! How much have they hurt you?!'
"Oh, finally. The bastard who had forgotten me is silent at last."
'I didn't mean to forget! What could I do?!'
Yuri tried to speak, but it was no use.
"Let's change it up a bit!" He tore at Yuri's shirt until it was wide open. "Maybe the fucking butler should show me how its done?"
'N-NO!' Yuri tried to scramble away, but where could he go in a jail cell? 'You're upset! Please! 'Don't do this!'
"For once. I just want something for myself," Phichit cried in frustration as he pushed Yuri's back onto the stone floor. "I want who I loved back!" He clawed at Yuri's pants.
'I'm sorry! I am SO sorry!'
Phichit had straddled Yuri's hips and kept a hold of Yuri's wrists. 'This isn't you!'
Yuri cried, but his temper raged inside him. 'Who is your master?! I'll strangle them myself!'
"Neh…you hate them too, right?" Phichit asked softly.
Yuri gasped as the tears continued to fall for his damaged friend who proceeded to kiss him on the lips. It was a pleading kiss, eager for anything pleasant in life.
He pulled back, but just barely. "You don't want to smell like them anymore, right?"
'This is wrong! Victor! Axel! Anybody! Please save him from himself!'
Notes: Thank you for reading. This chapter was very hard to write. TnT
Please no spoilers in the comments! :)
