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Pain Can End	By : stephfarrow94 Category: Naruto Crossovers > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1658 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Pain Can End
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Izuna awoke to voices just a half-hour later. He opened his eyes and looked around, finding that he was out in the spacious living room with every current occupant of the mansion.
Yawning softly, Izuna closed his eyes again and snuggled in close to the nearest person – whom happened to be The Undertaker. He smiled as he felt a large hand begin to caress his face.
“He’s cute.” The small Uchiha heard Konan chuckle.
Izuna opened his eyes to glance at Konan and smile at her.
“He’s gorgeous.” Grell agreed. “Izuna, baby, do you want to come over here with me?”
Izuna yawned again, opening his eyes and smiling that wickedly adorable smile that always made Grell’s mouth dry in lust – a tilted head, shining, half-lidded onyx eyes and a soft smile was what made up this scene.
Izuna nodded and hugged The Undertaker before making his way over to the couch opposite them and falling into his lover’s lap.
“Don’t go to sleep.” Madara called gently from his spot beside his partner. “Lunch will be ready soon.”
Izuna nodded and cuddled in close to Grell, purring in delight.
“I missed you…” Izuna said softly, rubbing his cheek against Grell’s. “I thought that you weren’t coming…”
“I’ll always try.” Grell promised, kissing Izuna. “I love you so much.”
“I love you, too.”
Izuna smiled once again before pulling Grell down to his height-level and attacking the older male’s mouth with hungry kisses, ignoring Konan’s squeals of fangirlism from the other side of the room.
Over with Madara and The Undertaker, they both shared a knowing glance, smiling. The grey-haired man placed a soft kiss on Madara’s cheek before turning back to watch Grell and Izuna make out on the couch.
“I must thank you for loving my baby brother, Grell-kun.” Madara smiled, distracting the Sutcliff from the wet, sloppy kiss that Izuna had just planted on his cheek. “You have certainly made his life a much happier place. Before you arrived, he was always so sad and afraid of everyone. But now he’s got a boyfriend and is on his way to making friends. He’s also doing what a nineteen-year-old should be doing.”
Grell blushed when the older Uchiha winked at him – he knew that Izuna was only just beginning to touch himself at night at be a little more open to his brother about sexual things.
“I’m just glad that he isn’t as depressed.” Grell honestly spoke. “He’s far too sweet to always be crying.”
Izuna giggled and licked at Grell’s neck, a cheeky grin on his face as he poked his tongue out just a little. “I really wish that you could live with us, Grell-koi. Aniki wouldn’t mind – honest!”
Grell frowned, looking away. “…I’m sorry, Izuna… Sebastian… I can’t…”
Izuna whined loudly, tugging at Grell’s red coat. “He’s so cruel to you… Like Hashirama-teme was to my nii-san… But nii-san is safe and happy again now… Because we got away from Hashirama-baka…”
“It’s different, Izuna…” Grell tenderly explained, knowing to be careful about how he spoke about this subject – not only was it an extremely painful memory for Izuna, it was worse for Madara himself – and both Uchiha were present and in earshot.
“No, it’s not!” Izuna stubbornly whimpered, tearing up as he pushed himself further into the older man, desperately seeking Grell’s comforting warmth as tormenting memories made themselves present in his mind. “Back in Japan, it was just the same for aniki! He has scars, too! A-and when Tobirama-kun... killed himself… Hashirama-teme was worse! He tried to kill me and made aniki cry even more! And then when… baka hurt me real bad, aniki said that we were leaving because of what that man did to me! So we took Konan-chan with us to England, and now… Mada-nii is safe and has a new boyfriend who takes care of us! So why can’t it be the same…? Why…?”
By this point, Izuna was crying again and Madara was trying to be strong – though Izuna’s words had made him remember traumatic events with such vividity it was literally playing before his very eyes.
The older Uchiha jumped in fright as The Undertaker’s arm wrapped around his waist, pulling him closer into the older man’s body. The normally cheerful man gave him a look of such sadness that it broke Madara’s heart to know that his lover was upset because of him.
“Are you okay, Madara?” The Undertaker said softly, reaching out to wipe a tear away from his younger partner’s face.
Madara just nodded and tried to block out all of the memories as protective arms wrapped around him.
Izuna, however, was only falling deeper and deeper into his memories, making everything worse. He was crying harder than he had ever cried in front of Grell before, shaking violently as he thrashed around in Grell’s hold, not wanting the older male to let him go, but not wanting to be touched, either.
“Izuna, please stop this…” Grell begged, trying to calm Izuna down with his voice – he knew Izuna well enough to know that right now, the boy needed his space.
“Stay!” Izuna begged desperately. “Stay with me, Grell! I’m scared! I don’t want you to go! I don’t want you to go! Stay with me, Grell-kun! Please!”
Grell bowed his head in apology. “…I’m so sorry, Izuna… I-I can’t…”
Madara’s head snapped up at Izuna’s howl of anguish. He could never bear to watch his brother suffer like this, but he knew that there was really not much that could be done – Izuna was broken, and it didn’t matter who tried to fix him – Izuna could never be put back together again.
“Baby brother, please don’t cry…” Madara called sadly, disentangling himself from the other man and coming to his brother’s side. “You know I hate it when you get like this – Konan does, too…”
Madara glanced over at the woman who had been forgotten throughout the entire thing.
Konan was sitting down on the one-seater, her hands in her lap and her gaze directed at them. Tears dripped down her face as her shoulders heaved in what Madara could only imagine was turmoil.
“Maybe I should leave…”
Madara’s attention snapped back to the Sutcliff at his voice. He knew that Grell felt absolutely horrible for what he had done, but he also knew that the young male wasn’t to blame – Izuna had been doing pretty well lately, so another episode was bound to come along sooner or later.
Madara gently pried Izuna from Grell, holding him tightly against his body in both a restraining and yet comforting action as Izuna whimpered and tried to lash out with his fists at whoever had grabbed the boy and pulled him away from his safety blanket.
“That would be a good idea, Grell-kun…” Madara said sadly. “I’m sorry, but he needs to calm down and if you’re still around, he won’t. Koi, could you please take him for now?”
Grell nodded, knowing that Madara was right. He watched as his best friend took the struggling Uchiha into his stronger hold, giving Madara a chance to walk with Grell to the front entrance. He stood there awkwardly as the Uchiha opened the heavy doors for him.
“…I hope that I haven’t hurt you, too…” Grell whispered, a tear dripping down his face at the thought of upsetting someone who had been so gracious to him.
Madara shook his head, his eyes shining with unshed tears. “It’s not you, Grell-kun… It’s Izuna… You have to understand that all Izuna knows is that relationships cause pain… He had no shelter from Hashirama and he’s seen almost everything that crazy person has done to me. He’s seen the man holding me down so he could… rape me, and… Izuna believes that most men are like that… You and the Undertaker are the only exceptions to that unwritten rule – it took years before he trusted my partner even a little, and he associates you with me – because of all the abuse that you suffer, and knowing that you won’t leave the man…”
“…I’m sorry…” Grell whispered. “…I’m so sorry… I didn’t know that it went so deep… He’s only told me so much, Madara… I’ll… I’ll try…”
Madara nodded in approval, smiling weakly. “Thank you… I’ll inform Izuna of your decision once he calms down… Have a safe trip back and take care of yourself, Grell-kun.”
“Thank you.” Grell smiled. “…I… I’m sorry about Hashirama… Neither of you deserved to have all of that happen to you…”
“It’s okay… I will see you next time. Goodbye.”
“Bye…”
In what was only thirty seconds felt like thirty years to Grell as he left the mansion. Little did he know that he wasn’t going to see Izuna again for several months.
-XX-
When Grell had returned back to the Phantomhive Manor just a few hours later, he wasn’t surprised to find Sebastian with Ciel Phantomhive, giving orders out to the incompetent servants.
Sebastian only had to take one look at Grell before smirking and excusing himself – after questioning himself as to why he would ever tell Finny to try and fix the very gardens that the young boy had accidentally ruined – again.
Grell whimpered and glanced back at all of the servants once Sebastian had grabbed his arm in a crushing grip and dragged him away. Oh, how he would give anything to be with that group of kind people – excluding Ciel, of course.
The four servants were sympathetic of Grell’s position, and had been more than caring to the man – something that Sebastian hated and made sure of it happening as little as possible.
Grell grunted as Sebastian threw him into their bedroom and onto the hard floor. He cowered away from the Michaelis and closed his eyes, awaiting the blows that he knew were being delivered.
The first delivery came in the form of a cruel kick to Grell’s face – breaking the man’s nose in the process.
Grell cried out, bringing his hands up to his now-bloody face as tears streamed down his cheeks in rivers. He tried to crawl away from his attacker but Sebastian crushed his foot down on his back, preventing him from getting very far.
“Where do you go every day, Grell?” Sebastian questioned coldly. “Or… should I say – every time that I am not around to prevent you from leaving?”
“…” Grell trembled under Sebastian’s foot, but he knew better than to tell the older man of Izuna – that would only put the two Uchiha in very serious danger…
Sebastian was an extremely dangerous man and his hands had already been covered in blood of the murdered by the time he was just fourteen – which was exactly why he had been hired by Ciel in the first place. Grell hadn’t even found out about that until he was too deeply involved with Sebastian to back out.
“Who is he?” Sebastian smirked, applying more pressure onto Grell’s back. “Does he remind you of me?”
Grell whimpered and shook his head – Izuna was the polar opposite of Sebastian, too gentle and kind-hearted to ever hurt even the smallest of animals.
“Oh, really?” Sebastian laughed. “I wonder why that is. Is it because he treats you good, Grell? Doesn’t know that you are just a worthless being? Is he stupid?”
“No!” Grell cried as he felt his heart breaking – no wonder Izuna was so passionate about him getting away from the butler…
“No to what, Grell? He doesn’t treat you good? Or he doesn’t know just yet?”
“…” Grell sobbed. He just wanted to go back to Izuna.
Sebastian – quickly growing tired of Grell’s silence – grabbed the younger man’s hair and dragged him into the bedroom. He beat the Sutcliff mercilessly before leaving him in a bloody heap on the floor.
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