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Alone With You	By : WilderKaiserin Category: +G to L > Jyu-Oh-Sei Views: 1342 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Alone With You

Thor returned to Chimaera to find Tiz dead and Zagi dying; bleeding worse than ever and hardly able to breathe. The silver-haired man pleaded with him, lifting him gently and fleeing back toward camp. He had already lost Third and Tiz. He wouldn’t lose Zagi too.

Chen didn’t try to refuse her help. Tiz had given her life to save Zagi’s, and she respected her former Second’s last wishes. But it was with a heavy heart and little hope that she treated the man once called Blanc Ro. She couldn’t believe he had a chance at survival—but she didn’t know Zagi the way Thor did.

Over a week passed before the Blanc Ring Top opened his once-sharp eyes, dull now with pain and weakness. The agony of the wound in his stomach stunned him, fiercer than it had been before. He tried to push himself upright, hateful of his helpless position, and would have screamed if he’d had the breath for it.

“Zagi…don’t move,” came a voice from his side.

“Thor,” he breathed. A faint smile touched his lips. “Never thought I’d see you again.”

The younger man reached for Zagi’s hand, struck by its coldness. He squeezed tightly as if to assure himself that Zagi was still there. Weakly, Zagi squeezed back.

“I did this. I’m sorry…I’m so sorry, Zagi…”

“He always was a clever bastard. Smarter men than you have fallen for his tricks.”

Thor fell silent, letting his thoughts stray to Third. He watched him pull the trigger—watched him fall.

“He was…complicated. He just wanted to go home.”

Zagi sighed, his eyes drifting shut.

“Chen says you should try to stay awake if you can.”

Without opening his eyes, Zagi mumbled, “Make me forget about this pain, maybe I’ll stop running away from it.”

Thor’s brow furrowed.

“I can try to get more painkillers from Chen, but you’re about at your limit already. She doesn’t want to put you at more risk.”

“You really are stupid, Silvawk.” A short, coughing laugh escaped Zagi’s throat.

“What do you want, Zagi?” Thor demanded, slightly ashamed of himself for snapping at a half-dead man.

The wounded man reached for Thor; only surprise stopped the blue-eyed one from resisting as Zagi pulled him close to crush their lips together.

“Distract me,” he whispered, staring into Thor’s eyes with his cold violet ones.

The younger man pulled away, confusion coloring his face.

“Zagi, I…”

“You’re beautiful when you’re scared, you know that?” Zagi smirked through the pain.

“I am not scared of you.”

The elder raised an eyebrow, amusement evident in his sharp features. Thor could tell that he wasn’t making much of a case for himself.

“You’re scared of what I am. You’re scared of being me. And you’re scared that, if you kiss me now, you’ll come that much closer to losing your precious humanity.” He leaned toward the Jyu-Oh, a cunning half-smile on his face. “Let me distract you. You need it.”

But Thor backed away, shaking his head in bewilderment.

Zagi rolled his eyes and allowed his eyelids to close, exhausted.

“Wake me when you’re tired of being alone.”

Thor waited until Zagi's breathing steadied before taking a seat beside him.

Chen walked in with a pop like a refrigerator door.

“Not dead yet?”

“He woke up for a bit. Didn’t hang on long.”

“Never would have believed it. I don’t know a single Chimaeran who could have survived his injuries. For an outsider…” She shook her head in disbelief.

“He’s more Chimaeran than any yado I’ve met,” Thor stated. “Don’t know if that’s frightening or reassuring.”

Chen sighed. In some ways, Zagi unnerved even her. Thor was right; there was more of the beast in Zagi’s eyes than in anyone she had ever seen, not in all the time since she was dropped in the yado nest and fought her way to the top of the Sun Ring’s females.

“I need to change his bandages. Too much risk of infection with a wound like this. In this condition, a bad one could kill even him. Help me; if he wakes up, I won’t be able to calm him down. You might.”

Thor nodded and supported Zagi’s head and shoulders enough for Chen to unwind the bandages that hid the ugly wound in his stomach.

As cold air hit the raw place, Zagi’s eyes snapped open. He tried to curl up in pain, but the damaged muscle betrayed him and he collapsed against Thor, shaking as short, agonized sounds escaped him. The younger man could see nothing human in his frenzied violet eyes.

“Zagi…” he whispered. The pain-maddened eyes turned toward him, and Zagi’s hand closed Thor’s in an iron grip, shocking in its strength. Slowly, sanity crept back in, though the wounded man’s breathing had not slowed, and agony still showed in his face.

“Zagi, I’m sorry…” Thor said softly. “Chen has to wrap your wound again. You need to stay still.” Zagi glared at him.

Thor thought Zagi might crush his hand as his grip tightened, trying as hard as he could not to jerk away from Chen’s hands. Despite his efforts, he shook when she touched the gash. Moments later, the injury was concealed again and Zagi’s tense muscles loosened.

Chen looked at him, lying so unguarded against Thor, and she couldn’t hate him. He was too pathetic, too weak, defenseless, even fragile. She might be able to hate him again once he was walking on his own and able to hold a blade, but for now, he was no killer. Zagi was nothing now but a panicked, wounded animal, with nothing left but his primal desperation for survival.

He held consciousness for only another minute before slipping back, and Thor let go of him and moved back to his seat beside the bed, wearing an expression of sad concern that Chen doubted he would have let show if Zagi were awake.

The woman closed her eyes and wondered what she was doing, saving the man who had killed her child’s father. But this wasn’t about Yuuki, not anymore. She was saving Zagi for Thor’s sake, for Third, for Tiz. And he had saved so many of them in the earthquakes that wracked Chimaera that Chen couldn’t refuse help in good conscience.

“He’s healing,” she told Thor. “Slowly, and he’ll be in pain for a long time; it may be weeks before he can even walk, and he might never be what he was again. Do not let him get up. I don’t even know how far that could set him back. Not on your shoulder, not on crutches, nothing. I don’t care what he says to you; he’s not leaving bed until I say he’s ready.”

Thor nodded, and Chen set a bottle and a tiny glass on the table.

“Painkiller. Only if he really needs it; it’s very strong and could do more harm than good if he uses it too much. Half of that glass should hold most of the pain off for a few hours. Full glass will knock him out. I’ll be back in a bit with food; you need to eat, and if he’s up to it, we’ll see if he can keep anything down.” The woman left with a short glance back, and disappeared into the dark outside the bunker.

Thor stretched out his hand, wincing. Even in this condition, Zagi had a hell of a grip.

He heard the bed creak as the other man shifted his weight uncomfortably, dragging himself up against the wall behind his bed.

“Shit,” Zagi hissed through his teeth. “Thought this was supposed to feel better.”

Thor stared at him.

“Zagi, you need to lie down…I know that’s hurting you, and – ”

“And what? Do you like lying down when you’re pathetic? I’m not going to stay flat on my back just to avoid a little pain.” He forced himself to breathe slowly, trying to keep calm and steady.

The Jyu-Oh blinked. He didn’t think he would ever understand Zagi completely. His own survival instincts, adapted to the available resources and the defense that the fortress provided, would have kept him still and quiet for as long as it took to recover.

Zagi, more feral than Thor had ever been, had never adapted beyond his early years on Chimaera; he didn’t trust anyone or anything. Danger was everywhere, and the wounded had little chance of survival. He would have had to feign recovery long before it came if he was to have any chance of surviving with the yado. Someone would have contested his leadership, and probably killed him for good measure. Despite the years he had spent away from them, those animal instincts had never left him. There could be no lowering of defenses, no lapse in awareness.

“You’re safe here,” Thor said. “You don’t have to pretend you’re fine when you’re not. You're going to kill yourself if you keep pushing past your limits.”

“And here I was, thinking you would get it.”

“I do get it. But you can’t tough this one out.”

“What are you going to do about it?” A smirk touched Zagi’s features, marred by the pain he couldn’t hide. Thor looked at him in disbelief.

“What…? Zagi, you’re wrecked. What the hell are you after?”

Blanc Ro rolled his eyes and shot Thor a look of derision. His face betrayed the effort it took to keep his voice level.

“I’m asking you for a distraction. In case you hadn’t noticed, I need one.”

Thor held up his hands, scooting his chair backwards. His eyes flickered to the bottle of painkiller, but he thought better of it. The last one hadn’t worn off, and there was no telling what mixing would do.

“I don’t…know what you want…” Thor muttered, face in palm.

“Liar. Come over here and stop being a tease.”

“Chen’s coming back soon.”

“Like she doesn’t know.”

“What?”

Thor’s eyes widened, filled with almost frightened surprise. Zagi glanced at him, raising an eyebrow.

“Thor. Really. I don’t think there’s a single person here who doesn’t suspect at this point.” He laughed a short, coughing bark. “Hell, Karim knew. She was jealous of you; she saw you as a rival, as my favorite. In a way, she was right. I…loved her,” he said softly, voice shaking, “but you fascinated me. You were the hero I needed for my revolution, and I forgot her. And now she’s gone and all I’ve got is you: an idiot who barely knows what I’m talking about when I tell you to give me a fucking distraction.”

Hesitantly, Thor stood and moved a little closer to Zagi’s side.

“This can’t keep happening,” he muttered. “When you’re better, this has to stop.”

Zagi smirked and grabbed the collar of Thor’s shirt, pulling him downward. His breath was hot on Thor’s neck, his hands tangled in the silver hair. Involuntarily, Thor gasped at Zagi’s touch, and the older man laughed through the pain and licked a stripe up the Jyu-Oh’s throat. Thor didn’t want to admit it – but Zagi knew was he was doing.

The silver-haired man couldn’t suppress a soft moan as Zagi’s slender fingers trailed over his chest, sliding under his shirt to feel the lean, firm muscle beneath. Thor wasn’t sure what to do with his own hands, fluttering between Zagi’s back, his sides, until the older Top grabbed his wrists and placed Thor’s hands firmly at Zagi’s shoulders.

“Amateur,” he muttered.

“Well, what did you expect?” Thor hissed, more annoyed than he would have expected by the insinuation that he was bad at whatever this was.

Zagi answered with a deep, powerful kiss. It was everything Zagi had always been: rough, dominant, wild. Thor would have gasped if he’d had the breath for it. He arched against Zagi, prompting a satisfied smirk from the other.

Zagi’s hands slid lower, exploring as his mouth muffled Thor’s noise of indignant surprise.

“Oh, hello there,” the ash-blond murmured.

“S…stop it!” Thor’s voice sounded much higher than he would have liked.

“And here I thought you agreed to help me out, Jyu-Oh,” Zagi whispered into the curve of Thor’s neck. His fingers just brushed the front of Thor’s trousers, and chuckled at the little whimper that escaped the younger man’s lips and the heat that rushed to his face…and elsewhere.

And then someone knocked on the door.

“SHIT!” Thor yelled (very, very grateful for mostly-soundproof doors), pulling away from Zagi with a hasty apology when the movement disturbed the injured man and he winced in pain. The Jyu-Oh adjusted his garments, hoping to high heaven that his shirt would be able to hide the…ah…evidence.

“Hell of a distraction, Thor.” The corner of Zagi’s mouth quirked up in a half-smile, and he let himself fall back against his pillow, allowing his violet eyes to drift shut.

End Chapter

I promise that at some point, Chen the Master Cockblocker shall fail and this will get steamier :3 Zagi’s not about to give up on this piece of ass XD

Anyway, if you read, please review :) My self-esteem could use it :P
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