When It All Crashes Down [Kris]

[Augusta Davingoun]

Augusta moaned softly, he opened his eyes, but blinked a couple times as his vision wasn't that great. Glasses... Oh right... he reached into his pocket and pulled out those infamous silver-framed glasses and slid them onto his face. Looking around, Augusta figured out were he was, he was in his and Kris's room, laying on the floor of the main room, he was some ways away from the door, but in perfect view if anyone were to walk in. He felt his head throb, he had a horrible headache, and yet his entire body was sore. Of course he lifted his hands and realized he was shirtless, his spring-sun-tanned body had little, circle-shaped burns in symmetrical places on his body, they stopped around his collarbone but they travel up his neck to behind his ear.

Then it all came flooding back, he had been with Jouhnin-sama again, he'd been strapped back to the metal table in the dungeon getting shocked over and over again. Of course this whole process was supposed to work, to keep that monster at bay. Of course Augy still got some bad thoughts, things he himself wouldn't normally think, but Vasant hadn't taken over Augy and used his body as a meat-suit in a good while. But that luxury was paid with Augy's pain, and his separation from Kristopher for awhile. Augy groaned and let out a long sigh as he slowly sat up, feeling like he had been... well, electrocuted. The Frenchman pushed some hair away from his eyes, he needed a haircut. But right now that didn't matter as much as finding someone... someone important.

Augy looked at the door as he heard it open, "Kris? Is that you?"

[Kristopher Roberts]

Kristopher was tired. Tired as hell. He couldn't figure out anything as of late. Naelona refused him, Elric didn't know what to do with him and his brother just didn't care anymore. When Augusta had last seen Kristopher, he was just starting to get out of the hosptial with his injuries from Aione.

But now, he was healed, sure he still had some problems and he was finally able to walk again. Sometimes he still depended on a cane, which only made his life suck a bit more then normal. It seemed the only person that stayed around Kris anymore had been his twin, Zeke.

The blond was far to stressed for his own good, so the blond did the only thing he could do to keep his sainty anymore. He went and lived in the showers. He had stayed in the water for so long that he started to look like a prune. It was relaxing, heated his skin and made all his problems disappear. It was sad that he had to leave the baths, but Kender needed to be feed. Augusta wasn't in his life much anymore to help.

Kristopher stepped in room number three. Dressed only in a long buttion up shirt. The shirt of course was white and the sleeves came down past his hands. The frist five buttons hadn't even been well, buttoned. His crazy baby curls where plastered to his still wet face. Said curls had grown longer, his hair was way past his shoulders, ending at bottom of his shoulder blades.

Kicking off his shoes, he smiled at his baby cat who meowed in greeting. Leaning down, he petted the feline and then stopped. Someone had said his name. Standing, the blond slave sighed in a depressed manner, he was far too tired and now he was hearing things.

Not saying anything, let alone expecting anyone, he went into the bedroom that he shared with his lover. He came around the corner and stepped into the room. His mind frist went to the idea of sleeping but his eyes landed on something out of place in his room. Right on the floor, was Augusta. He stared at the boy for a long moment like a deer in the headlights. He didn't know if he was so tired that he only thought he say his future husband or if it was him. If it was, was it him-him or was it Vasant? The blond tensed drastically and then slowly loosened up. As if, Augusta was off doing his own thing anymore and so he went to the bed and crawled under the covers.

"Stupid mind, stop playing tricks on me." he sighed sadly. "He isn't here anymore."

[Augusta Davingoun]

Augusta stared at his fiance, it felt like years that he had been gone, of course that wasn't true. He had only been gone for a short time, but when you are being electro-shocked, a day feels like a year. It was a painful process, and one he didn't enjoy, but he'd rather be in pain than have Vasant loose. Augusta wanted the bastard gone, out of him mind forever, but a request like that was nearly impossible. Sure Jou had put him on some pills and did the therapy but nothing was ever set in stone. Not with dissociative identity disorder. Augy heard Vasant sometimes, mostly in dreams, and only in the dreams he had of when Vasant was with Kris. He had nightmares like that often, of course it was sometimes just the beating, but other times... Other times Augy had nightmares about what happened after dark between Vasant and Kris and those nightmares were the worst. He woke up screaming those nights. But seeing Kris stare at him like that, and then walk away, there was not even a second glance.

Augusta felt more emotional pain now than physical. He watched as Kris crawled into bed and told his mind to stop messing with him. Augy didn't forget that Kris had been messed up, but now it seemed to be worse than before. Augusta slowly stood, making unhappy noises in the process, his body ached form the therapy. It always took a toll on him, that stuff wasn't easy, but it seemed to work well enough. Augusta walked over to the bed were Kris had curled himself into, Augy reached out and pulled the covers down a bit. He sat down as he ran a rough hand through Kris's blond curls. " I'm not a trick... I know you think that... But I really am here... Jouhnin-Sama finally let me go..." he said as he leaned down and kissed Kristopher's cheek softly.

[Kristopher Roberts]

The blankets where up past his chin, hunkering down into them for warmth and comfort that they gave to him. He needed that comfort, needed something to keep him being Kristopher Roberts. Most of the time now, he had forgotten who he was or maybe that person was just misplaced?

He forced his eyes closed and for his mind to take him somewhere else. The room was so silent, it was almost eerie. A creak of the floor alerted Kris that something was moving, it had to be Kender. His cat would soon join him in bed like he always did. Though, the shifting weight on the bed was not that of his cat, nor was the warmth the radiated from the hand moving his blanket.

Slowly, the blond opened discolored eyes and listened to the words being spoken to him. But he didn't move, not yet. "Yes, you are. You'll go away by morning." His voice came out soft and injured. He was pretty much afraid that he was going insane and this was it. He could even feel the tears building in his eyes that normally didn't spill very often.

The kiss brought him into full awareness, slowly, he turned towards Augusta and curled up close to him. He put his blond head in his lovers lap, a hand resting on Augusta's thigh. There was a long moment of silence as Kris rested there, taking in the feel of the boy beside him, the smell and the heat the came off him.

Maybe, just maybe this was the real Augusta. It got to the point that Kristopher didn't care anymore. His thin arms reached out and around, holding Augusta by the waist. "Stop leaving me." he muttered out. "I can't take people leaving me anymore." His voice choked, threatening to go into woman mode and cry.

"I want you to stay with me, Augusta."

[Augusta Davingoun]

Augusta sat on the bed, and when Kris told him he'd be gone by morning he frowned, did Kris really think he was a figment of his imagination? But after a second it seemed that Kris might have realized that Augy was indeed real, and here. Augy wasn't mad or anything, hell if anyone here understood Kris's position it was Augy. Augy actually had fake people in his head, Augy actually was insane. But when Kris curled up close to him, Augy let one hand rest on his loves back and the other on his blond head. He gently ran his fingers through those curly blond locks that he loved. he cared for these short blond more than he did himself. That's why he was letting Jou shock him nearly half-to-death, because he couldn't let Vasant come back to hurt Kris anymore. Augy would take 100 bullets just to keep Kris away from a splinter. It was crazy and extensive and stupid, but Augy was all those things. When Kris held him around the waist Augusta smiled, he kept his hand going through the much younger boys hair.

But as his love spoke, Augy's smile faded quickly. He felt guilty that's for sure, especially with the way Kris had said it. It was like he had a choice, which in all reality he didn't. Jou forced him to go, Augy just chose not to rebel. " I'm... I'm so sorry Kris..." he said as he put his big warm hand on the side of Kristopher's face. Augy tilted the younger boys face upwards towards him so their eyes met, Augy's black ones with Kris's mismatched ones. " I wanted to stay Kris... You know that... But Jouhnin-Sama, he's helping make him go away... And I have to keep him away...
" he explained, trying to reason with the blond. But eventually he just sighed and leaned in and kissed Kristopher lovingly. Augusta pulled away to look his love in the eyes, " But I'm here now... I won't leave you alone anymore..."

It was an empty promise, he had to once things got bad again, but what Kris didn't know wouldn't ill him. And for now, Augy wasn't going to leave.

[Kristopher Roberts]

He kept a hold of his Augusta, not letting go of him for fear he might suddenly leave him like everyone else. That was how he felt anyways, but in reality, it wasn't tue. His poor human mind had been poisoned by the one thing his lover feared. Not even Kris knew it was happening, he had supsusions but no proof in what he did and thought.

Snuggling close, loving the feel of the hand running through his hair. It was a soothing action and one that he constantly needed as of late, some proof to know someone gave a damn about him. Kristopher only looked up when Augusta made him. The look on the blond boys face was a mixture of sadness and oddly enough comfort. It was such an odd expression for the blond to have.

But he shook his head, "I don't care, I just don't want you leaving me again. I can deal him." His voice was weak but held a deep need and stubbornness. There was no way Kristopher could deal with that him, not physically let alone mentally. He knew it but he didn't care at the moment, he just wanted Augusta.

A spark went through the blonds veins with a simple kiss. It was like a wonderful sip of water in a hot empty desert. The blond returned the kiss and wanted more, but it came to an end and he dropped his head back down on the other boys lap. Pressing his face against Augusta stomach, he held him and nodded softly.

He was here now, that should be all that mattered.

[Augusta Davingoun]

"I don't care, I just don't want you leaving me again. I can deal him."

Augusta looked down at Kris with a concerned look on his face, he was surprised but he could tell the weakness in his voice. He knew better than to believe that Kristopher could handle Vasant, he saw everything happen, every single strike, every single scream. He knew better because even though it wasn't really him... It was his body. He could feel that blood on his hands even though nothing was there. The guilt of all the things he had done without his control, it was a black mark on his soul. He knew he would never be the same, and he knew that Kristopher shouldn't trust him. He knew that Kris should run away from him, that what his hands did to Kris was unforgivable. He should be bleeding for what he did to his love. " I'm sorry I left... I just can't let him hurt you... " he said softly.

Augusta sighed when Kris laid his head back down. Augusta wrapped his arms around Kris and pulled the blond in to his lap. Kris was sideways and he kept his arms around Kristopher's waist. Augusta smiled weakly at the blond, before leaning forward and kissing him again. He held Kristopher close, letting a hand run up to the nape of Kristopher's neck. Augusta kept the passionate kiss going for a long time, as long as he could before he needed to breath and then he moved away. But he didn't move very far, not even far enough to stop Kris from feeling Augusta's breath.

[Kristopher Roberts]

The boy shook his head again, "I don't care." The blond muttered against Augusta's stomach. "I don't care anymore. Just stay with me, I need you." The blonds shoulders shook, he was upset and couldn't help himself. He hadn't seen Augusta in ages, or so it felt like he hadn't. Kris no longer wished to be alone anymore, to be alone was to be back in Naelona's old room. When he was nothing but a child and not allowed to see, speak, or listen to anyone but her.

It was like being at home with his parents, a neglected feeling of endless sorrow and pain. With Augusta near him, he felt like he had some kind of hope. It was very much like a door being cracked open in a dark place, where the light lead to some place he belongs. That light was what he craved and what he needed to survive. He didn't want to be an empty shell again and he was close to returning to that way of life with everything thats been happening to him.

With Naelona neglecting him...

Kristopher moved easily with the repositioning. His arms went around Augusta's neck. Holding him tightly and never wanting to let go of his life line. A rush of emotions went through the blond, funny how a kiss could do that to a person. The blond hungried for such affection and with a deep need he took in all the kiss, it was like he was fighting for the right to be loved or rather to show how much he had missed his lover.

Breaking away, Kris rested the side of his head on Augusta shoulder, breathing quickly in order to catch his breath. His white cotton shirt had slipped down his shoulders but for a change, he didn't care. Lifting a sleeve covered he rested against Augusta's cheek.

"I've missed you...so very much."

[Augusta Davingoun]

Augusta felt a high every time his lips met Kristopher's, it was as if everything was okay, that he wasn't psychotic, that he hadn't let Vasant abuse Kris. When he had this blond near him, touching him, clinging to him, loving him; things were alright and nothing was wrong. It was moments like this that Augy treasured, he knew that one day he'd be gone, Kris would be gone, something might happen. And he knew now is the time he needed to treat Kristopher right, to make sure he got everything out that he could. Because tomorrow, he might not be here, Kris might not be here, he couldn't take what him and Kris had for granted.


"I've missed you...so very much."

Augy felt that small hand against his cheek and a soft smile touched his lips. He let his head rest against that hand, feel it's warmth. Augy rubbed the back of Kris's neck, subconsciously massaging Kristopher's soreness away. His other hand trailed up Kris's side and then he placed his warm hand over Kris's, his big hand almost burying the blonds. Augusta sighed, " I know... I missed you too... I've missed you for a long time..." he said, when Vasant was around... he never saw his beloved. And now that Jou and Vasant didn't want him, he could put all his focus on making sure Kris got better. because Augy knew better than to believe that the psychical, sexual and verbal abuse that Vasant put on Kris didn't screw Kris up. Augy knew better, and now he was going to devote his time to Kristopher, he'd watch over the blond from now on.

"I love you... No matter if I'm here or not, I will always love you..." Augy said and turned his face, kissing the palm of his lovers hand.

[Kristopher Roberts]

Mismatched eyes lowered, no longer looking at Augusta, but at his hand that touched his own. Taking in a deep breath, he slowly let it out. He didn't move from the spot in Augusta's lap, he never wanted to leave it but he knew eventually he would have too. The blond didn't smile as he normally would, even when hearing that he was missed as well.

He just couldn't smile right now, he was happy Augusta was back with him but at the same time upset. Because in time, Augusta would go away again and leave him all alone in this room. Leave him alone with the voices in his head that whispered such horrible things, made him feeling like a useless being if not a monster. Augusta was right though, Kristopher wasn't the same anymore, be it good or bad, he had changed. Something was out of place with him. It might of been from the abuse he suffered under his hand or it might be something more. It was hard to tell.

"Don't say that." his voice was still as weak as ever, sounding pathetic. He couldn't help it though, he felt small as of late. His eyes remained on the hands, even as Augusta kissed his open palm. "You make it sound like you are going to leave me. I'll be good, so please don't go anywhere. I'll keep everything clean, I'll put Kenny in the old room so he won't bother you."

Once again, the blond turned his head in towards Augusta's chest, burring it. "I'll let you do anything you want with me. Just, don't leave me alone." Kristopher was obsessed with the fear of being abandoned again. He didn't want to be abandoned but that fear was forever in his head.

"I'll even cover my red eye." He offered weakly. "I love you." he admitted in hopes that would somehow sway the boy to not go anywhere ever again. Lifting his head, he placed small kisses on his lovers neck.

[Augusta Davingoun]

Augusta listened to Kristopher talk and the more the blond said, the more upset Augy felt. He ws realizing how horribly afraid of abandonment Kristopher was. And that alone scared him, he wasn't sure what to say or think. " Please Kris... Don't... You don't have to do anything... I will be here for you." Augusta let his big arms wrap around Kris's thin frame as the blond buried his face into Augy's bare and toned chest. He sighed deeply, letting Kris hear that strong heart of his beat steadily. " I'm not... I'm not going to hurt you, so please stop acting like I'm him." He was hurt deeply by what Kris said even if Kris didn't mean to hurt Augy by the words. It as if Kris assumed that Augy would leave him if the dorm wasn't clean, that he wasn't committed or in love or anything of that sort.

Hearing his little blond say stuff like that made his whole heart and soul ache.

" I love you too... Don't over work yourself Kris, you're still healing... And don't worry about Kender, he has sort of... Gotten nicer to me..." Yeah Kender did act nicer around Augy, and probably because Vasant was gone. Kender could sense the evil that was in Augy before it escaped and now that it had been shoved back into the deep depths of Augy's mind, Kender was probably more at ease. Smart damn cat. " And don't cover your eye... How many times must I tell you, I'll love you no matter what..." he said and shivered at the kisses to his neck. Though, when Kris went over one of the burns Augy flinched in pain. He relaxed after a second and then lifted one hand to run it through Kris's blond locks. He let out another sigh, " I'm sorry... I've put you through so much pain, and now... Now I'm getting what I deserve. But... what Jouhnin-Sama does never seems like enough... "

[Kristopher Roberts]

Kris looked down again and off to the side from Augusta's neck. He said nothing about the burns and now he was feeling bad. Was he comparing Augusta to Vasant? Was he accidentally falling into steps he had taken with the other version of his love? Dropping his arms to rest in his lap, he gazed down on them, leaning fully into Augusta. His fingers pulled dangerously at the fabric. "I'm sorry." said the blond softly, feeling horrible and ashamed.

"I didn't mean to imply that...y-you're not Vasant...I just..." He wasn't sure what he was saying. He just felt like he had to tell Augusta what he would do, just to make sure Augusta stayed. "A lot of...things...has been going on and I'm just..." Just what? What was he anymore? Frightened? He let the sentence drop as Augusta went on talking and only made the blond feel smaller.

Releasing his sleeves, he brought his right hand up too his loose shirt back over his shoulder. "I'm sorry." He said again, the hand dropped from his sleeve and then tugged on a curl.

"N-no, you havent put me through anything." The blond lied, twisting around to face Augusta, hands resting on that strong chest. "It's...not your fault. I've just had to deal...with a lot of things with you away." Once again his eyes lowered, "Don't say such things."

The blond searched for a new topic suddenly, "I, I can walk now. It's not perfect, but I can get around..." And it was pointless for him to move anymore. Naelona gave him nothing to do, she wouldn't see him, wouldn't talk to him and now the other slaves where talking. There was talk of Kristopher maybe getting ready to be traded, or worse, disposed of as he had lost favor with the boogie woman. Some even found it fun enough to mock him and declare him a useless human as he could not be of use to his master. It seemed like a lot of humans where taking bets out in the open on Kristophers standing.

"My arm is healed too...and I put on more weight...thats good, right?"

[Augusta Davingoun]

Augusta knew that Kris didn't mean to compare him to Vasant, that it just seemed to be standard since Vasant had forced Kris to do so much. But knowing that Kris had been stuck in this rut with Vasant made Augy feel horrible, his whole life was horrible, it was shocking that Augy hadn't just jumped off a building by now. He had fallen, been beaten, broken, abused, gained a horrible monster inside his head, lost control, hurt the ones he loved, and is still going through the mental termoil of having someone else inside your mind. Did anyone besides him and Aione understand that feeling, knowing that somewhere inside you, was someone else who at any time could come back, weaken you, and hurt someone else? No, nobody else really did. And his human body and mind could only take so much stress before he broke. Augusta was close to breaking, and sooner or later, he was going to fall in the darkness, that or he'd just let himself rot somewhere alone.

"N-no, you havent put me through anything. It's...not your fault. I've just had to deal...with a lot of things with you away. Don't say such things."

Augy frowned, staring at Kristopher, he saw every single movement, he could tell by each physical sign. He knew Kris was broken, Vasant had hurt Kris, and now something else, something else happened and Kris wasn't saying anything about it. Augy didn't question it though, he didn't want to pur Kris through anymore stress. " You should know better, I can tel when you lie..." he said with a small smile, " I did put you through Hell... And I'm going to be here for you... I promise I won't leave. I'll be by your side..." Augy leaned and kissed the blonds forehead again. " I promise..." he finished and pulled Kristopher close, he buried his face into the crook of Kris's neck and sat there. Clutching Kris to his chest and trying to keep his composure.

"I, I can walk now. It's not perfect, but I can get around... My arm is healed too...and I put on more weight...thats good, right?"

Augy smiled, but didn't move from were he was cuddled up with Kristopher. " That's very good... All make sure you keep getting better."

[Kristopher Roberts]

Kristopher said nothing, it seems he could never lie to Augusta even if he wanted too. The older boy always saw right through him and that made life tough sometimes. "I forgot." He said softly, not moving from his sport at all. He was rather comfortable where he was, in his loves embrace.

How he missed being held like this, it was a simple action but one he had very little of anymore. Not even Naelona would hold him, let alone touch. All because he wouldn't pick between her and Augusta. It was something he would be incapable of doing. Sighing, he knew one day he would have to make a choice, he just hoped he would make the right one.

"I'm holding you too it." Said the blond. Kristopher was now basically using Augusta as a comfy pillow, well, one that he kissed on the neck from time to time. "I'll get better, in due time. Winter is pretty move over...so my worst is over with." Or so he hoped anyways.

That annoying voice in the back of his mind told him other things. It whispered dark things to him, things he didn't want to hear. The murmuring was scary and Kristopher hid from it by lifting a hand and putting it over his ear lightly, then pressing down. From around the corner, Kenny came into the room, sitting in the doorway and staring directly at Kristopher. The feline ignored Augusta, Kristopher seemed to make a light note of this and turned inwards towards Augusta's body again, shifting lightly.

"My legs are cold." He said softly, though sounding silly at the same time. His poor unclothed legs where out of the blankets and exposed to the chilly room. Laughing gently he spoke again, "Warm them up for me?"

[Augusta Davingoun]

"I'm holding you too it. I'll get better, in due time. Winter is pretty move over...so my worst is over with."

Augusta tried hard not to flinch when Kris kissed his neck, normally he'd be blushing all over the place, but it hurt right now, spots on his neck and shoulders hurt. Of course it was nothing Kris could control, let alone understand really. Augy had a lot on his plate right now, but right now he seemed to deal with it. Of course, it wouldn't be much more stress and Augy really was going to break, and if he never came back, never returned to sanity, it wouldn't be a surprise. Augusta sighed, " yeah... And I'll be here to make sure that you're healthy again..." he said softly, holding Kris tightly. He couldn't let the blond go, not that he had him now. He never wanted to leave him again, he wanted this feeling. Love, he hadn't ever felt it before, not until he met Kris, and then it was like sparks. Sure his father had loved him, but he father was so distant it was hard to tell, and his mother... She claimed to love him... But we all know how that turned out. Not only did she genetically pass on her insanity, but she also did more damage by being abusive.

"My legs are cold. Warm them up for me?"

Augy lifted his head as Kris laughed and said that, Augy smiled and chuckled softly. He turned and flopped down on Kristopher's bed. Kris was now laying on top of him as Augusta reached a hand out for the blankets and then tossed them over the two. He wrapped his muscled arms around Kristopher's waist and held the blond tight, leaning his head up his lips met Kris's softly, but he didn't pull away. Augy felt so wonderful here, with Kris, he needed nobody else, nothing else. As long as he had Kristopher, he'd survive.