Chapter 4
They say winter is a unforgiving season. Ryo never understood just what they meant until that moment when he stood, torn between two people. To him, any decision would be the same. He could not choose, except to choose to leave. “I can’t,” he whispered. The snow kissed his slips as he spoke, a mockery of a kiss. He took a few steps back, head down, arms close to himself. “I can’t,” he repeated, voice stronger.

The wind swept around them, fierce in strength but it howled a sad tune. “Ryo…” Casey’s voice floated on the wind and then disappeared as if it was never there. His voice matched the sadness in the wind. “Go.”

“What?” both Sage and Ryo gasped.

“Go. Take one of my cars and just go.”

“Really?”

“Yes,” there were tears on Casey’s face that were threatening to freeze.

Ryo looked once more between the two men he loved, and fled. The wind seemed to follow him until he was safe inside a car. He found the keys sitting on the dashboard, and thrust them into the ignition, hands shaking. He pulled out of the driveway and gave a glance back to the house. The house was enveloped in a flurry of snow, he couldn’t see even the outline.

“SAGE!!” he screamed. Where was he? Casey would let him go, right? He hadn’t even thought about that. Once Casey had told him to leave, that was all he had on his mind.

He could barely hear himself over the roar of the wind, it surrounded the house. How can I drive in this? He looked back at the road, it was clear. What? How can that be?

The wind picked up and in it Ryo could almost hear a voice. “Go, Ryo. Go!” Ryo decided that Sage could take care of himself and drove off on the open road.

Sage almost couldn’t see in the whirlwind of snow. “RYO!!”

Suddenly the wind was silent and the snow cleared enough for Sage to see Casey standing a few feet away from him. But outside the circle the wind still whipped the snow into a dizzying frenzy.

“What ARE you?” Sage screamed at Casey.

Casey was silent, as if he was thinking too of what he was.

“Screw you, pal,” Sage stormed off towards what he thought was the way to his car.

“I wouldn’t,” Casey said quietly.

As Sage got closer to the moving wall of snow, the wind picked up. Stubbornly he moved forward. Then, suddenly, the wind hit him full force, picking him up and slamming him into the ground.

“I warned you.”

Sage growled in frustration and stared to pick himself up, only to smashed back into the snow by Casey. He took up Sage wrist and pinned them above his head. And for the life of him, Sage could not get them out of his grip. He tried to squirm his way out from under him, but Casey was unmovable.

Casey backhanded Sage across the mouth, sending Sage’s world spinning for a few seconds. “Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t just tear you apart right now, asshole.” Casey screamed. “What the fuck is wrong with you? How can you say you LOVE him, when you treat him like SHIT! Like he’s your goddamn property?! Do you know what you’ve done to him?! Do you know what kind of psychological shit you’ve done to his head?! DO YOU?!”

Sage stared up at him with his cool calm stare. “He loves me.”

“You can’t use that as an excuse!” Casey was fighting down the urge to just start ripping and beating Sage to death. Was nothing going to get through to him? “How can you look at yourself when you know you use the fact that he loves you unconditionally to abuse him?”

“He doesn’t complain.”

Casey let go and smacked Sage across the face, making his nose bleed. “Bullshit, when Sage had turned his head to look up at Casey once again. “He doesn’t complain because he’s afraid of you. For good reason. You beat him when he doesn’t please you. Is Ryo just you own personal sex toy?”

“Why not?”

“WHY NOT?! What kind of-my GOD! Jesus. How can you even SAY that? No person deserves to be someone’s play thing! What possesses you Date Seiji?”

Sage refused to say anything else.

“I was hoping I wasn’t going to have to do this, but you’ve left me no other options. If I can’t get through to you this way, well, there really isn’t any other way.”

“Beating me won’t make you any different then me, if your so logic dictates.”

“I’m not going to beat you Sage. Oh, no. I’ve got something much worse in store for you. Do you know what is stored in blood, Sage?”

“Oxygen.”

“Far more then that. Memories. I can transfer my memories into your brain. I have Ryo’s memories, his thoughts, his feelings inside me. They are very much apart of me now.”

Sage growled again at the reference Casey made of biting Ryo. He made one more attempt to be free to Casey. It did him no good, Casey was solid as stone above him.

“Tut tut tut, you’re not going anywhere. Like it or not, I’m going to GIVE you Ryo’s memories. So you can see, so you can FEEL what you’ve done to him. You are going to FEEL every slap, every punch, every harsh word you have EVER said to him. And you will KNOW what it feels like to be abused, hurt, torn apart from the inside out by the one you love.”

“I won’t drink.”

“No? I think I can make you BEG for it.”

“Never.”

“We’ll see.” Casey took Sage’s face in his free hand. His eyes bore into Sage’s. Sage felt something digging into his mind. It picked away at his restraints, as much as he tried to hold on to himself, he felt like he was slipping. It almost felt like he was in a dreamlike state, only he could feel everything around him. In the back of his mind, he could hear a little voice trying to tell him something, but he couldn’t hear the words.

Once Casey had Sage under his thrall, he let his hands wander over Sage’s body. His hands slid down and started to rub Sage’s crotch through his blue jeans. Sage let out a slow moan, thrusting his hips up to meet those hands.

Ryo leaned over and purred seductively into Sage’s ear, “Perfect.” He unzipped Sage’s jeans, slipping one hand into it, stroking his cock with a painful slowness.

Sage groans, trying to get more friction. “More…” he whispers.

“What was that?” Casey whispered into his ear, almost stopping his strokes.

“More…”

“Not until you say the magic word.”

“Nnnnnnhhhhh…please!”

“Excellent.” Casey started stroking faster. He took his free hand up to his mouth and cut his own wrist with his teeth and brought the wrist down to Sage’s open mouth. “Drink.”

And Sage did. The moment the blood touched his lips he was bombarded with images, thoughts, and feelings. It was an sensory overload. He came with a scream, tearing his mouth away from Casey’s lips, letting the blood smear all over his face. His mind, not able to take the magnitude of information, shut down, reeling Sage into unconsciousness.

Casey took his hand out of Sage’s jean and whipped his hand off in the snow with disgust. He re-zipped Sage and stood. “I’m sorry it had to be like this, but you left me no other way… When you awake, go home. And never, ever come back.”

Casey turned around and the wind and snow parted for him.

Lying in the snow, Sage dreamed.


Isabella: *sniffle*! AHHH! 'Sandra!

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