Prisoners of Love [Rated R]

Rokiri frowned, hanging his head and stayed with his sister.

"He came to apologize," Charis said placatingly, lifting himself up so he was squished in next to Thor.

Thor eyed Rokiri and the person who was standing next to him before hiding back under the blanket. He was still scared to death because of what happened, not to mention loki wanted to come out and say sorry to Charis.

"Thor..." Rokiri came over to Thor's bedside, patting his shoulder. "I'm sorry about what happened. The drugs were fucking with my mind and I thought you were my father who was hurting Charis... All I could see was Loki's red eyes and black hair."

Charis vaguely heard the apology offered to Thor, but he was too busy snuggling the boy next to him

Thor kept his eyes off of Rokiri, seeing as he was still scared. "Y-you think sorry is gonna make me happy?" He stammered, forcing Loki down seeing as he wanted to come out and hurt Rokiri.

"Well, no but... At least you know the reason now." Rokiri backed away and stood by his twin again who shedded her disguise somewhat so her boobs could breathe.

"God... posing as a guy isn't easy."

Charis growled at Ciara again and then returned his attentions to Thor, straddling him to kiss him surprisingly gently.

"Ch-charis..."Thor winced as he was straddled by the other boy, though the kiss did make him calm down slightly. He really didn't want to talk to anyone, so Loki ended up taking over. Putting his hand on Charis' face gently to stop any further kisses, Loki glared at Rokiri.

"Now, thanks to you two, Thors had to suffer inimaginable pain twice."

"Hey, it was a accident..." Rokiri replied.

Ciara glared at Loki and flipped him off. "Look, he said he was sorry. You think you had to suffer? You know nothing about suffering!"

"He was stabbed in the stomach," Charis pointed out irritably. He hated Ciara. "Nn, now?" he whined, kissing Loki's neck

"I know but that doesn't mean he can fucking boss around my brother!" Ciara snapped, taking Rokiri's hand gently.

"Come on, let's get out of here."

"Charis...no...The nurses told me not to do anything risky..." Loki muttered, allowing his body to go limp before he turned his head to look at Ciara. "I'd tell you what happened to make my mind break into two, but its a rather long story." The boy managed a growl.

"You're taking Rokiri," Charis snarled. "Give him back!"

"No, he's been in this hell hole long enough. And I don't give a flying shit about your sob story. You think you're the only one who's had it hard? Open up your god damn eyes! My brother was a innocent man and he got sent here. I'm tired of watching my brother rot in this pit! We're going, now." Ciara stormed out, redressed and Rokiri in tow.

Loki just growled, but was soon beatin back into the depths of his mind by Thor. "S-sorry about him... he's still prissy about what happened...." Thor muttered, closing his eyes and sighing. He just wished that he could've lived a normal life.

"GIVE HIM BACK!" Charis screamed, ready to launch off the bed. "Give him! Give him!"

Ciara ignored what the other two said. They didn't listen to her and her brother, why should she care about what they said?

Rokiri looked back and sighed, missing Charis but wasn't about to make his twin more upset. She was unreasonable when she was angry.

They made their way out of the hospital wing and went to the cell area, sneaking by the cells carefully.

Thor sighed softly. "Go after him Charis... I know you love him more than you love me..".

Charis kissed Thor once and then stood up. "He's miiine. She's not taking him away." Unhappily, he got up to chase after them. "Give back my Kiri!"

Rokiri stopped and Ciara tugged him along. "Come on, we don't need them. We have each other."

"You're right..." Rokiri agreed, continuing to follow her.

"ROKIRI!" Charis wailed down the hall, chasing after them at a hard sprint. He collapsed at his lover's knees. "Don't go! Don't go!" he wailed.

Rokiri pulled away from his sister and scooped Charis up into his arms lovingly. He kissed him softly, stroking his hair. "But I thought you hated me..."

"No!" Charis whimpered. "Nononono! Don't leave!" He needed Rokiri, desperately.

"Don't worry, I won't leave." Rokiri kissed Charis again, deeper this time.

Ciara watched the two, a lot calmer now. She could see that they loved each other but what kind of a life was it when you lived in a hell hole like this where drugs made you crazy and fellow prisoners tried to rape you?