"Son of a bitch," Raidou choked, breath staved out of his chest by the fourth ninja's kick and his own rage. He heard the first bone snap and saw Genma's face drain white. Heard Weasel's comment and Sago's answer and understood, finally, why Genma wasn't moving. Heard the second dull crack, like fragile stone breaking, and then Genma's scream drowned everything out.

Raidou felt something a lot like his heart splitting wide open behind his ribcage. He shouted something--didn't care what--and threw himself against his chains. Sago ignored him.

When the sound finally ebbed into silence, cut through with ragged breathing, Weasel tipped his head on one side. "Damn," he said finally. "The other one was louder."

"Give it time," said Sago, and set the delicate edge of the pliers against Genma's thumbnail, pinching the tip. A spark of chakra flared, Sago's hand twitched, and the nail ripped free. Genma arched and screamed, hand jerking in Sago's firm grip; the other scrabbled weakly against the wooden desk, fingers bridging as every muscle went rigid. Weasel dodged a desperate, clumsy kick and leaned his full weight on Genma's naked shoulders, holding him down.

Raidou almost dislocated his own shoulders, lunging against the ankle restraints, roaring when words failed him completely. He could barely feel his own injuries; his eyes were locked on Genma's, willing his friend to be okay. To not break. To stay with him. Trying to keep him grounded, just as Genma had done for him.

Healing chakra glowed briefly on his left.

"You little bastard," snarled Green-eyes, suddenly an inch from the bandaged side of Raidou's face. The ninja's skin was white, sweat-streaked, his teeth bared. "You broke my knee--"

Raidou slammed his head forward, connecting their two skulls with a crack like stone breaking. A punch like a landslide caught him in the shoulder--the medic--but Green-eyes reeled back again, helped on his way by the awkward, desperate kick Raidou managed to land on his hip.

"Oh, for fuck's sake," the medic muttered, and dodged sideways when Raidou struck at him. "Rikuto, if you'd stop getting close to the sodding ANBU..."

Green-eyes lunged around, staggering on his weak knee, one hand clamped over his forehead. "I'll kill him--"

"Try it," Raidou snarled, trying not to sag in his chains. His head felt like he'd slammed it against a mountain. Over Green-eyes' shoulder, he could see Sago glancing at them briefly before closing his pliers around Genma's index finger. Bone snapped just as Green-eyes' hand clamped around Raidou's throat.

Genma screamed.

The medic lunged and hauled Green-eyes off before Raidou could choke. "You should talk," he said, as he dragged the swearing ninja away. "It'll just get worse."

"Go to hell." Raidou strained against his chains, watched Genma face everything he shouldn't ever have to, and swore he'd kill every single Mist-nin in this room. Whatever it took, he'd get Genma out.