I'll Save Your Life | By : stephfarrow94 Category: Naruto AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2903 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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The next day at breakfast - Izuna making the most noise as usual – one of the maids stepped in, a nervous look on her face.
“I am worry, Hashirama-dana, but police have arrived looking for Tobirama-dana…”
Everyone went oddly silent and, when Tobirama stood up, he did so slowly, following the maid.
Izuna started to cry again, leaving Hashirama and Madara to try and soothe his distress.
Tobirama’s hands shook violently as he sat down in the living room, the two officers sitting across from him.
“Tobirama,” the blond cop spoke with coldness in his voice Tobirama knew only too well, “do you know why I’m here?”
Tobirama looked at the ground. I would rather you call me Tobi.” The man said in a tone just as cold as the cop’s. “I believe you are here because the boy was exaggerating to strangers again?”
The officer snorted. It was clear he didn’t like Tobirama at all. “We had a report of sexual abuse against a minor. You wouldn’t know anything about that, would you?”
Tobirama shook his head. “No. Of course not.”
“I would like to talk to Izuna,” the second officer intervened.
Senju shook his head. “He’s eating. Leave him alone.”
“We have a warrant, Senju. Trying to hide the boy only furthers our distrust. Go and get him.”
Tobirama was reluctant to get to his feet, but he knew he had to do so for Izuna’s sake.
Entering the kitchen, Tobirama walked up behind Izuna, placing his hands on the boy’s shoulders.
“The police would like to talk to you,” Tobirama said gently. “C’mon. Don’t be scared, okay? They just want to ask you some questions.”
Izuna stood up with shaky legs, crying softly. It was clear that the boy was scared. “W-will you come with me, Tobi?” he whimpered.
“I’ll try,” Tobirama promised.
“What do I say…?” Izuna’s eyes welled with tears. “…What if… I get you into trouble again…?”
“…You won’t… Even if you do… It’ll be okay…”
Izuna clung to the older male’s leg tightly. “…I’m scared…”
“I know you are, Izuna… But there’s nothing we can do…”
Tobirama pushed the door open, walking Izuna into the room and sitting him on the couch opposite the police.
“Please let Tobi stay…” Izuna whimpered. “I’m scared…”
The officers sighed but nodded.
“Izuna-kun, I am officer Watanabe. May I ask you a few questions?” Izuna nodded, staring at the ground. “What is your relationship with Senju-san?”
“…” Izuna looked up at Tobirama before he mumbled inaudibly.
“Please don’t mumble, Izuna-kun; it’s hard to hear,” Watanabe said gently.
“…Friend…” Izuna said, a bit clearer than previously.
“Does he touch you anywhere?” Watanabe questioned.
“…” Izuna teared up; these questions were all too familiar – the ones that had gotten him into trouble on Hashirama’s birthday.
“Izuna-kun?”
“…He only touches me on top of my clothes…”
“Does he make you touch him anywhere?”
Izuna shook his head. “No…”
“Do you feel comfortable around him?”
Izuna nodded.
“Izuna-kun, one last question.” Watanabe’s voice was soft.
“…”
“May I see those marks on your neck?”
Izuna shook his head, scooting back. “N-no…”
“Why not?”
“…I don’t know…” Izuna could feel his already-rampaging heart beat impossibly fast at these words, knowing the man wanted to see the marks Tobirama had left behind on him.
“Izuna-kun, you’ve said no to everything I’ve asked you, so can you tell me why you’re telling us differently to the woman at the restaurant? Are you lying to us?”
Izuna quickly shook his head. “…I… I wanted attention… I lied to the lady… Please leave me alone… I don’t like this!”
“Izuna-kun, I need to see your neck before we can leave,” Watanabe explained, sensing the younger’s growing distress.
“No!” Izuna’s breathing became erratic as a panic attack overwhelmed him. “No, no, no! Leave me alone! Please!”
“Izuna –“ Tobirama tried to comfort the younger boy, but he was stopped when Watanabe shouted at him to stay away.
“Get away from him!” The officer shouted, his partner’s hand on his gun. “He’s scared of you!”
“No, it’s you who’s scaring him!” Tobirama argued.
“Both of you are scaring him!” Madara appeared in the doorway, his brother’s cries having drawn him in. “Baby brother, come here.”
Izuna whimpered and fled to his brother, hiding behind the older Uchiha. He could hear the screaming going on behind him, and he was scared, believing it to be all his fault.
“Okay!” Izuna screamed, desperate to stop the noise. “Okay, I lied! He does! He does have sex with me! But I like it! Just please! Please go away! Please! Please! I hate this! Stop it! Leave me alone!”
Tobirama frowned deeply at Izuna’s words, but what hurt more than anything was watching him fall to the ground, curling into a ball and begging to be left alone.
Before Tobirama could do anything, a loud click caught his attention. Looking down, his heart sunk when he saw that he had been handcuffed.
“You’re under arrest,” snarled the cop. “You sick bastard.”
“Let me go!” Tobirama shouted, struggling to get away from the officer. “Izuna! Izuna!”
Izuna reached up and covered his ears, crying loudly. “Aniki!”
“What is going on?!” Hashirama shouted – for the first time in a long time, he was angry. “Release my brother!”
“He is under arrest!” Watanabe shouted back, the chaos too much for any of them to handle.
“Don’t you lay a hand on my brother!” Hashirama shouted again.
Madara was quick to pick Izuna up and carry him away from the confusion and into his bedroom.
Downstairs, angry shouts and bangs gave away the struggle, and all Madara could do was hold his brother and try to calm him down.
~~XX~~
“Izuna…” Madara sobbed into Hashirama that same night. “Izuna…”
“I know…” Hashirama had tears of his own falling down his cheeks as he rubbed his lover’s back. “I know…”
Tobirama had been arrested and Izuna was soon removed from the house by Child Protection Services. Madara, too, had almost been removed until an inspection of Madara found no marks on him, and it was quickly decided that only Tobirama had been involved with a minor.
“Izuna…!” Madara sobbed. “Izuna…! I just got him back…! Izuna…!”
“I know, honey… We’ll get him back… It’ll be okay…”
“How…? How are you supposed to get him back…?”
“…I don’t know… But we will… I promise…”
Madara cried loudly in heartbreak. All Hashirama could do was hold Madara until the younger cried himself to sleep.
Hashirama soon followed, too exhausted in his own grief to stay awake.
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