A/N: Finally! This is the last chapter, folks~ (although it ended a little bit in a rush) Thank you so much for your support and comments I know this pairing is so crack and yet you've stayed to read till the end. As I wrote, I kept falling in love with this weird ship XD I'd love to write more on this ship if someone actually voted for it! Give me some ideas for my next story! :3

(25) Confrontation

When Yong Soo opened the door, he was met with two fuming orbs. Lukas pushed past him and stepped into the apartment, his hair tousled and his cheeks beet red. When he caught sight of the weed the boys were smoking and the porn they were watching, his annoyance turned into rage. Emil followed behind his brother and tried to calm him before he started to vent his fury on anyone.

'Woah, dude, what the hell are you doing here?' Alfred spoke first. He stood up, still holding the weed. He deliberately blew the smoke onto Lukas's face, causing the Norwegian to clench his fists.

'And what do you think you guys are doing?' growled Lukas. He never really liked this bunch of delinquents. They had enough adverse impacts on his little brother's personal growth and now knowing that they were holding Leon captive simply drove him crazy.

'That's none of your business,' argued Gilbert, who used to hang out with Mathias a lot and drag him to the club. Lukas once considered Gilbert stealing Mathias away and he confirmed his speculation when one night, he saw Mathias making out with both Gilbert and Alfred in a local pub. The confrontation didn't end pretty. Alfred returned with a pair of broken glasses. Gilbert ended with a nosebleed and Lukas had a bruised fist. Mathias had a swollen bump on his forehead. He kept chasing Lukas, from streets to alleyways but Lukas was utterly fed up with him. They went back to being friends a week later.

'Where're you keeping him?' interrogated Lukas. He strode into the room. Yong Soo blocked him with his arms.

'Step back,' said the boy. 'This is my apartment. I can say you're trespassing!'

'Go on,' said Lukas nonchalantly. He took a large step forward and leant close to Yong Soo before pulling his curl brutally. 'And I'm gonna report your weeds.'

'Ouch!' cried Yong Soo as his curl almost came off from his head. Large tears brimmed his eyes.

'You speak again and I'll make sure that you'll lose that cute curl forever.' Lukas made sure he raised his tone and smirked at the whining Korean.

'Hey, that's enough!' Alfred pulled Yong Soo behind him and frowned. 'Are you picking a fight?'

'No!' justified Emil immediately. He nudged Lukas and asked him to calm down. Lukas glared at the rest of the boys and asked one last time in his low, irritated voice. 'Where is Leon?'

'He's out!' cried Yong Soo, flailing his arms like a kid. 'If you don't believe us, you can search. We're not hiding him!'

Lukas hurried past him and darted into every single room in the apartment. He kicked open the door and searched every corner. Surely, Leon was nowhere to be found.

'Where did he go?' asked Emil nervously.

'To the store, probably,' answered Gilbert and he turned to Lukas with a grim stare. 'Stop doing whatever shit you're doing to that kid. He doesn't want to see you obviously.'

Lukas stopped and glared menacingly at Gilbert.

'Please,' sighed Emil, trying to hold back his brother. 'We're not looking for trouble. We just wanna know where he is.'

'Look elsewhere,' said Yong Soo, hands on his hips. 'Because even if he's here, we won't hand him over to you.'

Emil had to stop Lukas from raising his fist. He gave Emil a look that asked 'Why do you even hang out with these impetuous guys?'

Emil spent hours persuading Lukas to keep things in harmony, but his possessive and jealous nature forbade him to do so. Lukas would fight, hurt or even kill to save what he treasured.

'That's it,' growled Lukas. He clutched Emil's hand and dragged him out of Yong Soo's apartment. 'You should stop seeing these delinquents.'

'But Lukas, they're just trying to-'

'They're not helping at all.'

They stopped in front of the lift. Not only was Lukas's face burning, even his ears were red. His gaze could kill anyone on spot. Yong Soo shot Emil one last deplorable look before the lift door opened.

And standing in the lift were Leon and Matthew. They walked out and gasped.

'Luk-'

Lukas pushed Leon back into the lift. Leon sort of expected him to punch him, slap him or bawl at him, but when the door closed with the just the two of them inside, Lukas wrapped his arms around him, so tight it almost crushed him. And against Lukas's chest he leant, feeling the other shudder.

'Would you please come with me?' whispered Lukas, his voice so soft Leon almost missed it. 'Let's talk.'

On their way back to Leon's apartment, both of them remained silent. Once they entered the sitting room, Lukas shoved Leon down onto the couch and kissed him hard. Leon struggled and bit back until blood dribbled down from both of their lips. Lukas licked the liquid with relish and started marking Leon's neck.

'S-Stop,' said Leon. He blocked Lukas with his arms. Lukas gripped his left hand and glimpsed the bandages. 'What's this?'

Leon didn't respond.

He earned a slap for that. He fell flat on the couch. The pain was refreshing. It brought him back the senses.

'Didn't I tell you that only I could hurt you?' growled Lukas as he took off his shirt. Leon retaliated with a smack across Lukas's face. And the two began fighting, slapping each other and yanking each other's hair until bruises became visible on their faces, their chests and every inch of their skin. Lukas kicked Leon, who dragged him down with him to the floor and they rolled in chaos.

Blood spattered and poured on them like rain. Tears drenched their faces. The pain kept them intact.

They ended it with a bloody kiss.

They say first kiss usually tastes like rain.

Last kiss tastes like rust.

They were tasting rust. Leon was sobbing. Agony was plastered over Lukas's face.

'I love you,' he said, breathing the words into Leon's ear. 'How many times do I have to say that to make you believe it's true?'

'I'm sorry,' said Leon. He hugged him back and wept and wept and wept.

'I don't fucking care what happened between you and Arthur, what you've ever done with him or anyone else,' said Lukas. 'I just want you- the person you're now, not the person you once was or have been, so stop thinking of the past. Focus on me. Only me. Is that too much of a difficult task for you? Because I only see you and it hurts to know you aren't doing the same.'

'Sorry,' apologised Leon. He heard a heart shattering and this time, it wasn't his.

And it felt worse than ever.

He tightened his arms around Lukas, letting his snot and tears soak the other boy's collar.

'Next time, talk it over,' said Lukas. 'Stop hurting yourself. If you cut yourself again, I'm not gonna spare you.'

That night, Leon realised something.

It would be a state of bliss to be killed by someone he loved manically rather than ending this miserable life himself.

(26) Mutual Destruction

If love could be shared, so could pain.

They took a shower, rinsed their bodies clean and made out in bed. Every kiss hurt. It stung the wound. Yet, it was addictive.

They kissed each other's bruises. Hurt. Pain. Blood.

They were all pieces of evidence. Of their love.

It was warped. It was tainted. It was downright abnormal.

Still, they found it irresistible.

Leon didn't cry again that night. Lukas made him moan so much he almost forgot everything that had ever happened. He indulged in the burning sensation when their bodies connected. The connection wasn't just physical. He could feel their minds merging and clashing, along with the slapping of their skin. The moans carried a mixture of pain and pleasure, of the wretched past and the unforeseeable future.

Leon's body was always warm; his skin so flawless Lukas just had to carve it repeatedly. Every time he broke him, Leon would always forgive him; come back into his arms and if he didn't, Lukas would track him down and drag him back to their home. He was his treasure. His toy. His possession. Nobody could share him. Nobody.

Over and over again, Leon came. He asked if they could stop. Lukas said he wasn't going to hold back. The thrusts grew erratic. The bed creaked. Sheets were gripped tightly. Leon bit his bottom lip. Lukas flipped him over and pounded into him from behind. Leon groaned and buried his face in the pillow. Lukas's cold fingers snaked around his arousal. It felt amazing when he stroked him. Lukas's shaft was deep inside him, twitching and violently assaulting his posterior. He always knew the right angle to make Leon moan like a bitch. He was his bitch.

With a muffled cry, Leon climaxed again. Sticky, thick load leaked from his tip. Lukas kept ramming into him until he filled his insides with his seeds. The heat was always overflowing. His ass burnt every time Lukas came in him raw. Lukas turned him over and they shared an affectionate kiss. His partner had no plan of pulling out though. Leon braced himself for another round as Lukas aggressively left trails of hickeys on his neck. He hoisted Leon's legs and pulled out a little before thrusting in again, eliciting a moan from the brunette underneath. It brought a proud smirk to his face to know that his little pet was enjoying the night. He could never have enough of this boy.

The next morning, neither of them left the bed. They just snuggled under the duvet, stealing each other's warmth. When they turned to face each other, Lukas regretted a little that he had left a bruise on Leon's left cheek. There wasn't supposed to be a blotch on that perfect skin. He couldn't help caressing it. Leon felt his palm on his cheek. He didn't say anything. He snuggled closer against Lukas and fell asleep in his arms.

They would continue to hurt each other this way. They both knew it.

Yet, neither of them wanted to tear themselves from each other.

They had fallen too deep. Into this whirlpool of love.

When Lukas recalled Leon's tears, blood and moans, he fought the urge to straddle this boy and ravage him again. Everything about him fascinated Lukas. He would never get tired of him.

Leon gave a yelp of pain. When the tip of the blade came in contact with his skin, all he saw was haze. He looked down. Lukas stared back at him with a satiated smile. His work was meticulous. He carved his name on Leon's waist, taking each stroke slow and deep. Leon held back a whimper and arched his back. Lukas hushed him and finished the last letter.

Perfect.

It looked raw and red. Gorgeous.

Lukas started licking the blood. It stung so much Leon let out an agonised cry. Lukas made sure he would remember this scene forever.

He handed the blade to Leon and smirked.

'Now your turn.'

(27) Fight

When Leon woke up again, it was already noon. Lukas was cooking in the kitchen. He sat up in bed and admired the work Lukas had crafted on him. Lukas's name was engraved on his skin and it would remain there for good. The pain had abated and he felt ever so rejuvenated. He dressed himself and left the bedroom. After he cleaned himself, he met Lukas at the dining table. They exchanged a glance and laughed at each other's bruises. Lukas walked over to where Leon was sitting. He grabbed his partner's collar and sealed their lips together.

They finished the meal and spent the rest of the day lazing around, simply sitting on the couch watching television. Lukas texted Emil and assured that everything was alright. He kissed Leon and they made out for a bit before they both decided to take a nap while listening to some relaxing music.

Their peace and quiet was soon disrupted by the constant ringing of Leon's phone. He picked up the call and heard yells, screams and more from Yong Soo's side.

His dear friend was in the midst of a fight.

Leon sat up on the couch and called Yong Soo's name. The line went dead. He looked over to Lukas, who was still fast asleep. He decided not to wake him up. After fixing his hair and shirt in the bathroom, he hurried out of his apartment. He called Yong Soo again. No answer. This time, Alfred called him claiming they were being chased by some gangsters. Leon scuttled and eventually met his friends in an alleyway in the downtown.

They were fighting with a group of gangsters, tossing whatever they could use as weapons, punching and kicking one another.

'What's going on?' asked Leon.

'Ask him!' cried Alfred as he tackled one of their enemies to the floor. His glasses had broken and he was basically throwing random punches at his large opponent. Next to him was Matthew holding a hockey stick trying to defend himself from the more muscular attacker.

'It's Natalya!' yelled Yong Soo.

'Who?'

'He cheated on her!' yelled Matthew, but it ended up as a soft cry. He was pushed to one corner and the hockey stick was snatched away from him, flung against the wall and landing beside the rubbish bin.

Leon dodged a punch and retaliated with a kick. They were obviously outnumbered and their opponents seemed skilled and well-trained in combating. Leon tried all the Kung Fu skills he had acquired on the gangsters. Yet, he was carrying wounds in the first place, so his fight didn't come out as forceful as predicted. Still, he blocked the attacks and successfully took down two boys.

'Stay behind me, Mattie!' shouted Alfred as he tried to protect his twin. He grabbed the bat and tried to pull it off his opponent before being pinned to the wall.

'Why would you mess with a girl like that?' bellowed Leon.

'I didn't know she was in a gang!' argued Yong Soo. His head was smashed against the wall. He hissed in pain. Leon pulled the boy off Yong Soo and kicked him hard.

'Call the cops!' suggested Leon. As soon as he got out his phone, it got stolen away and trampled until only pieces remained.

'Hey, that iphone cost a lot!' he croaked.

Now the entire alleyway was occupied by the gang.

Apparently, Alfred and Yong Soo lost their phones as well after they called Leon for help during the chase. Matthew didn't have one to begin with. They were cornered from all sides. Leon tried to look for potential weapons and decided to use the bin lid as a shield. Whatever Yong Soo had done to this Natalya must have been awful because the girl didn't seem to be letting go so soon. She ordered the men to ensure that the four of them ended up as cripples.

Leon began to regret his choice of coming here. But then again, he couldn't just leave his buddies alone. They had helped him through troubled times and that was only reasonable he repaid his loyalty.

The boys managed to escape from the gang a second before Natalya caught up with them. She was wielding a butcher's knife, her eyes cold and dead. The knife was intended for Yong Soo but somehow, Alfred shoved him away and Leon inserted himself between them. The blade scratched Alfred's arm, leaving a large, open slit that stretched from his forearm to his wrist and it ended up digging into Leon's torso. Matthew held Leon before he collapsed.

Police sirens blasted down the road. Natalya raised her knife again. This time, her eyes were filled with furious tears when she stabbed Yong Soo, who grabbed her blade and smiled foolishly. 'Please, stop it. I'm sorry. Let me make it up for ya.'

The girl hesitated. When she retrieved her knife again, the blade had sliced through Yong Soo's palms. She ran off and vanished with her gang.

'I knew I shouldn't have one-night stand with her,' muttered Yong Soo.

'You're an idiot,' said Leon before everything went black.

They were all sent to the hospital. In vague consciousness, Leon heard the ambulance, Yong Soo's whimpers, Matthew's whispers and Alfred's grumbles.

His wound hurt. He just hoped the stab didn't ruin Lukas's craftwork. It turned out that the blade had delved deeper than expected. It damaged half of his liver. He was losing so much blood the world was spinning around him. The ceiling was swirling and soon it dissipated into fragments of white, blue and pitch-black.

He heard Yong Soo's cries. Apologies. He kept saying how he wished he could've taken his place; how it was all his fault that this happened.

Leon wanted to tell him that he was crazy. Crazy enough to mess with a psychotic, murderous girl. Whatever crazy shit Yong Soo had done, he would still be his friend though. And he didn't really mind taking a blow for him. In retrospect, he found himself crazier than Yong Soo when it came to love.

Oh right, where's Lukas? Leon wondered. He hoped Lukas was still sleeping in his apartment. It would be best if he knew nothing of their fight. He would probably go haywire and then Emil would visit him with a teary face he so detested to see.

Alfred made it out alive with a broken rib, a twisted ankle and a stitched arm.

Matthew had a broken nose, a slight concussion on his head and a strained elbow.

Yong Soo broke one of his arms and his palms were sliced open.

Leon lay on the bed for a long time, his senses drifting in between dreams and reality. He got pushed around a lot, along the corridor, into the surgery room and in and out of the ward.

He couldn't catch what they were saying precisely but he was definitely losing a lot of blood. And then, he felt a kiss on his cheek. He opened his eyes for a brief second and saw Lukas and then the image of him disappeared. He looked like an angel. Such pale face. Such dreary eyes. Such cold lips.

Leon was back in the darkness.

(28) Together

Beep. Beep. Beep.

Steady. Clear. Rhythmic.

Leon listened to the sound of his heartbeat. It was a miracle that it was still beating. He forced his eyes open and there he lay, on a gigantic bed, his body all patched up like a mummy.

Emil was the first person he saw. He was glad that the boy wasn't sobbing because the sight of Emil's tears wouldn't help him recover. Emil looked relieved to see him awake. He held his hand and thanked God for answering his prayer. Yong Soo was the one weeping, his snot becoming a rather hideous, unbearable sight for Leon. He kept telling him to stop apologising but the Korean boy went on babbling about how his disastrous date with Natalya sent them all to the hospital.

Leon sat up carefully with the help of his friends. He began to wonder where Lukas was. Was he mad? Probably.

Emil sighed and told Leon that he had just checked on Lukas. In fact, he was staying in the ward right next to his.

'What?' asked Leon in utter confusion.

Emil shook his head and pointed at Leon's bandaged wound. And then, he remembered bits of the conversation between the surgeons; how they were in desperate need of a liver donor and a transplant was Leon's only salvation.

'You know you and I share the same blood type?' asked Emil.

'Yea,' said Leon. He had known that since high school; the first time they went for blood donation.

'They said part of your liver was damaged,' said Emil. He did a good job hiding his tears and the perplexity in his voice. 'I said I could give you mine but then…he insisted on helping out.'

'Oh, oh.'

Leon looked down at where his liver was meant to be. He rubbed the wound gently. It felt bizarre and somehow twisted that part of Lukas was inside him. Shit. Shit. Shit.

Why did it end up like this?

'You're mine.'

'Can I see him?'

'He's fine,' said Emil. 'Last time I checked, he was drinking coffee. He doesn't want to see you yet. He said he would wait until you're well enough to get punched.'

Leon blinked at Emil and then chuckled.

'Okay.'

He lay back down. Emil smiled gently. Yong Soo continued to whine.

Leon wasn't sure what Lukas was doing in the next ward, but he could already picture his face when they met again.

Surely, he would expect Lukas to make him beseech for mercy for the whole night.

In his sleep, Leon faintly remembered a pair of lips touching his. They smelled awfully of butter and coffee.

And now, he was certainly his.