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Can Trust Be Repaired, Aniki?	By : stephfarrow94 Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2847 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-Can Trust Be Repaired, Aniki?
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  Pregnant…
Izuna blinked at the doctor’s words, unable to speak – what could he say? Was the doctor trying to play some sort of joke on him? He couldn’t be pregnant – he was a boy!
“…” Izuna didn’t know why, but his eyes begun tearing up. Was it the thought that this man didn’t care enough about him to be honest about his condition?
Tobirama, however, was not one for joking around. He growled and grabbed the clipboard from the doctor’s hand and threw it across the room.
“Tell him what the fuck is wrong instead of playing cruel jokes!” The Senju shouted. “The boy gets enough abuse and lies at home!”
The doctor flinched and cowered under Tobirama’s angry eyes. He pointed at the clipboard that was now lying by the far wall.
“C-check the clipboard!” The man whimpered. “I-I’m not lying! Honest!”
Tobirama snarled before stomping over to the clipboard and picking it up. His dark eyes scanned the paper for several seconds before his expression softened. He glanced up at Izuna, reaching out to take the boy’s hand.
Izuna’s teary eyes stopped just underneath Tobirama’s own. He whimpered, squeezing the elder’s hand. “Tobi… What’s wrong with me…?”
Tobirama sighed and pulled the shorter male into his hold. He stroked Izuna’s back slowly with one hand, holding the back of the black-haired boy’s head.
“…”
“…Tobi…?”
“…” Tobirama sighed. “…Look, Izuna – I don’t know how he came to this conclusion, but… the notes say that you really are… carrying a baby…”
Izuna choked on his sobs, pulling away from Tobirama. He glanced up at the older, his lip quivering and his eyes overflowing with tears.
“I-I don’t understand…” Izuna whispered. “…I-I don’t…”
“I know, Izuna…” Tobirama tried his best to soothe the Uchiha. “I know… If it’s on the notes, then it must be true…”
Tobirama then turned accusing eyes to the doctor, almost daring him to say that the Senju was wrong.
The man quickly got the hint. “H-he’s right… It’s true… Y-you’re pregnant… I-I don’t know how, but…”
Izuna sobbed, placing his hands over his ears. “You’re lying! S-stop it! I-I’m a boy! H-h-how do you… k-know?!”
“We don’t --!”
Tobirama was quick to cut the older man off. “Izuna, we know that you’re a boy – no one said that you’re no --!”
“Stop it!” Izuna sobbed. “Daddy always tells me that I’m a girl! H-he says that I shouldn’t have a penis because I’m a girl!”
Tobirama wrapped his arms around his young friend, holding him close. He glanced over at the doctor, mouthing for him to leave the room. The man was quick to leave.
“Izuna, that’s not true at all…” Tobirama whispered, running a soothing hand through the inky black locks. “You know that you’re not a girl in any way – don’t listen to your dad, Izuna. I’ll take you home, okay? You’ve been through enough tonight.”
“No!” Izuna yelped, pushing himself further into his friend’s comfort. “No, don’t take me home! Please! Tobi, they’ll h-hurt me again! They’ll know t-t-that I left my r-room!”
“Izuna…” Tobirama cupped the boy’s face, forcing Izuna to face him. “…They are neglecting you – you needed a hospital and they forbade you from going… Don’t you see what I’m saying?”
Izuna only cried louder, hiding his face in the white-haired male’s chest. “Tobi, they’ll hurt me! I don’t want to go back! I don’t want to go back! Please!”
“Izuna, come here…” Tobirama gathered Izuna into his arms and picked the boy up from the ground, holding him. “Izuna, you’re my best friend and I only want what’s best for you…”
“So don’t take me home…” Izuna whispered. “Please…”
“…” Tobirama sighed once again – he knew that Izuna had a point. “…Okay… I’ll bring you back to my house and we’ll all discuss with Hashi-nii on what to do.”
Izuna wrapped his limbs around Tobirama, sobbing into the older male’s shoulder as he was carried out to the car. He was aware that after only minutes, the frigid air attacked his fragile body before the warmth of Tobirama’s car wrapped around him like a blanket.
Tobirama closed the passenger side door after making sure that Izuna was safe and sound. He quickly got into the driver’s seat and – not even ten seconds after he had closed his own door – Izuna instantly cuddled up against the Senju, shivering.
“I love you, Tobi…” Izuna whispered, looking up at the Senju with his wide, onyx eyes. “I know that you’ll always take care of me… I love you so much, Tobi…”
Tobirama winced as he felt his groin stirring softly at Izuna’s words, but he smiled back at the Uchiha before starting the car and reversing out of the park. He couldn’t help but feel strangely smug that the Uchiha trusted him enough to fall straight asleep on him after such a horrible time.
-XX-
“Izuna…”
Despite being the crack of dawn, Madara was awake bright and early, having been awoken by nightmares once again. He was holding a cup of coffee, staring out of the window vacantly. He wasn’t sure where Tobirama had gotten to last night, but Hashirama was still sleeping, leaving Madara to deal with his problems alone.
“I’m so sorry, Izuna…”
Minutes had passed. Madara just stared out of the window, occasionally fighting back tears.
Madara almost didn’t notice the car that was pulling up in the driveway – until the headlights shone through the windows, catching his eye.
“Tobi…” Madara said softly, seeing the familiar car. “Where did you go…?”
Madara thought nothing of Tobirama coming back to the house at three-past-six in the morning and didn’t stop to question the younger boy – it wasn’t unusual for Tobirama to disappear for a night or two and then return home.
As expected, the Senju got out of the car and entered the house almost immediately. He didn’t say a word to Madara and instead headed straight down the hallway.
“Must be moody again…” Madara whispered to himself after taking a sip of his coffee. “That kid really pisses me off…”
The Uchiha just stayed where he was, but he did raise an eyebrow when both Tobirama and Hashirama emerged from the hallway, a look of concern on both of their faces.
Hashirama headed straight for Madara, sitting down beside his lover while his brother exited the house and headed back to his car.
“What’s going on, Senju?” Madara whispered.
Hashirama reached out and took the younger’s hand, holding it tightly. He pushed a strand of hair out of Madara’s face, tucking it behind the Uchiha’s ear.
“Madara-chan…” The Senju begun in what was supposed to be a reassuring tone. “…Tobi told me that Izuna contacted him last night…”
Madara bit his lip, frowning. “…And…?”
“…Izuna needed someone to take him to the hospital because your parents wouldn’t, and… the doctor has determined that Izuna-kun… is going to have a baby…”
Madara’s eyes widened and he jumped off of his seat, shoving Hashirama away from him. “Don’t lie to me, Hashirama! My brother is not a girl! He’s especially not a slut! He wouldn’t sleep with anyone!”
“That’s exactly the point…” Hashirama interjected. “Izuna-kun doesn't sleep with anyone… His father has only… touched him, and… you’re the one who took his virginity… It’s your baby, Madara-chan…”
Madara stepped back a few more spaces. “Stop it, Hashirama! Why are you acting like this?! Haven’t I done enough?! Why do you keep having to remind me?! I hate you!”
“Madara-chan, I need you to calm down…”
“Calm down? Calm down?! Fuck you, Hashirama! Fuck you!”
“Madara-chan!” Hashirama grabbed Madara’s face, looking into the younger’s onyx eyes. “Madara-chan, you know that I don’t like that kind of language in my home! I’m not trying to make you remember – I’m trying to tell you that Izuna is out in my brother’s car, sleeping – too scared to go back home!”
Madara’s eyes darted over to the window, just noticing Tobirama in the passenger side, pulling something large out. He bit his lip and tried to run past Hashirama, but the Senju caught him, preventing him from going too far.
“Madara, your brother is terrified of you!” Hashirama called. “You can’t go near him! You can’t!”
“I can!” Madara shouted, trying to pull away from the Senju’s grip. “He’s my brother, and he needs me!”
“He doesn’t want you!” Hashirama shouted back. “He hates you! You’ll only make it all worse!”
Madara stopped in a stunned silence. Izuna… hated him…? No… H-he couldn’t…
“…” Madara’s eyes filled with tears. He took Hashirama by surprise as he ripped his arm from the older man’s grip.
Madara run to the car, just in time to see Tobirama closing the passenger side door behind him while he carried Izuna to the house. He snatched Izuna from his grip, holding him tightly.
“Izuna, baby…” Madara sobbed. “…Izuna… Oh, god…”
The two Senju watched as Madara held his brother, ready to intervene if things begun looking bad – but they knew, deep down, that Madara would never hurt his brother if he could help it.
“Izuna, I’m so sorry…” Madara whispered, tears spilling down his pale cheeks. “Please… forgive me… I love you so much, otouto…”
    Madara bit his lip, suddenly realising what he was saying -- how could he just say that he was sorry? Sorry couldn’t make the pain he had put his brother through vanish!
Madara just hugged Izuna tighter to him, sobbing softly. He turned around and carried him back into the house, not speaking a word to either Senju as he passed them. Hee entered the living room and sat down on the couch, nursing his beloved brother tenderly, wishing with all of his being that he could go back and rewrite history and save them both from their parents’ terrible abuse.
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