Pain Can End | By : stephfarrow94 Category: Naruto Crossovers > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1658 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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A/N Warning: There is a flashback for Izuna in this chapter, and it contains rape and implied forced Uchihacest. If you don’t want to read it, skip past the italics.
The next morning, The Undertaker had checked on Grell before he did anything else. He found the Sutcliff lying on the makeshift bed in a corner of the front of the shop with wide, fearful eyes locked on his form. “Morning, Grell.” The Undertaker spoke in a soft tone. “Sleep well?” “…” The Undertaker sighed at the lack of reaction. This was going to be a long day. -XX- “A-aniki!” Eleven-year-old Izuna screamed as he watched his brother’s boyfriend, Senju Hashirama, rape Madara out on the living room couch. “Aniki!” Amidst Madara’s cries of pain, he turned to face his brother with pain-filled eyes – but Izuna knew that it wasn’t because of the pain, but because he was worried for his brother. “G-go…!” Madara sobbed. “I-izuna, leave!” Izuna was paralysed in fear, unaware of Hashirama’s predatory gaze on him. The tiny Uchiha would have remained where he was standing if Hashirama’s younger brother hadn’t pulled him away and upstairs into their shared bedroom. Madara’s screams and cries could still be heard from two floors down. Izuna buried himself into Tobirama, sobbing. He had always been afraid of Hashirama. The Senju had seemed nice when he and Madara had first started dating, but he was cruel to Tobirama, even back then. Then, about two years into their relationship, the Senju had begun hurting Madara. The mansion had become silent about half-hour later. Both of the younger brothers shivered in terror – a silent house always meant the worst side of Hashirama had emerged. Usually, when it became quiet, it meant that Hashirama had hurt Madara so badly, the Uchiha had lost consciousness – whether it be by strangulation, a beating, or even being hit in the head with a hammer. Izuna had seen his brother’s head being smashed repeatedly by a hammer once. The screams still haunted his dreams at night. Minutes of silence had passed before footsteps started to sound. It seemed like they were walking towards the bedroom. The bedroom door was pushed open slowly, revealing Hashirama. He had his usual smirk on his face and blood stained his clothes and hands. “Now, now…” The Senju chuckled, stepping into the room and coming closer to the kids. “Why did you leave in such a hurry, Izuna-kun?” Izuna sobbed loudly, ignoring Hashirama. He tightened his grip on his friend’s hand and stared down at the ground. “Fuck off!” Fifteen-year-old Tobirama screamed. He got to his feet and pushed Izuna behind him, standing protectively in front of the Uchiha. Hashirama laughed. He walked to the two that were hidden away in the corner. He pushed his brother roughly before grabbing Izuna’s hand and pulling him to his feet. The Senju led the young Uchiha over to the bed and sat him on it. Izuna flinched as Hashirama knelt before him. He had seen the brown-haired man make his brother kneel and suck on the Senju’s penis a few times. He knew that Madara hated it – the Uchiha always cried and begged, and Izuna had even heard him choke a few times – but then again, Hashirama always did thrust his hips roughly during those times. Tobirama knew what his brother wanted as well. He picked himself up from the ground where he had fallen and started shouting. “Don’t! Don’t you dare!” Hashirama turned and sneered at the younger. “Jealous that it’s not your turn this time, Tobi?” The white-haired Senju sneered back, shaking as he saw the fear and confusion in Izuna’s eyes. “I hate you…” Tobirama snarled. “I hate you so much!” The elder stood up, towering over his brother. Without words, he punched the younger in the stomach. Izuna screamed as he watched Hashirama beat his only friend into a bloody mess. He sobbed as Tobirama lay motionless on the ground and Hashirama approached him once again. “We’re going to play a game, Izuna-kun.” Hashirama smiled, reaching out and tugging Izuna’s pants off of the slim body. “It’s a good game – I play it with Tobi and your brother all the time.” Izuna whimpered as a cold hand stroked his soft penis. He tried to pull away but the Senju had reached out and kept him in place with one hand on his hip. He cried out as Hashirama’s hot mouth engulfed his member. Minutes had passed. Everything was blurry and mixed up. Izuna remembered how Hashirama had forced him to return the ‘favour’, how the Senju had made him straddle the elder’s lap and bounce up and down in agony – how the brown-haired male had forced the two Uchiha to have sexual relations together with the threat of killing them both if they refused. -XX- Nineteen-year-old Izuna’s eyes snapped open and he sat up with a loud scream. Sweat and tears dripped down his face. He panted heavily, paralysed in terror – just like in his dream. His panic only grew when the bedroom door was pushed open and footsteps ran to his side. “Izuna!” Madara’s voice seeped through Izuna’s barriers, causing the younger to slowly return back to reality. He had been so caught up in reliving that traumatising memory that he couldn’t quite distinguish the past from the present – to him, everything that he had remembered was happening again. Izuna crawled into his brother’s warm embrace. He quivered and cried loudly, distressed greatly. “Izuna-kun, it’s okay…” Konan seemed to be there too, standing closer to the door by the sounds of it. “Did you have another nightmare?” Izuna nodded, wiping at his eyes with the back of his sleeve. “I-it was just like… when it happened…” “I know… It’s okay…” Konan soothed. It sounded like she was approaching them as her voice steadily became louder. “I’m here, Izuna…” Madara whispered, rocking his brother slightly from side to side. “I’m here…” “Aniki…” Izuna sobbed, clutching at his brother’s pyjama sleeve tightly while he buried his face into the elder’s chest. “…Aniki, I don’t want to remember…” “I know you don’t, Izuna – I don’t want to remember, either. But wouldn’t you rather remember so that you can remember how Tobi-kun was such a great friend to you? I would want to remember that, even if it came with the associated pain…” “…” Izuna’s shivering only increased at these words and his cries came harder. “…Aniki… Aniki, I… I want Grell…” “I know you do… I know you do… Tell you what – if you be a good boy for Konan while I run some errands today, I will see if I can take you to visit Grell. Okay?” Izuna nodded and rested his head on his brother’s shoulder, snugging in against the revealed skin of Madara’s scarred neck. “Okay… I don’t wanna go back to sleep…” “That’s fine, Izuna. Are we going to sit out in the living room together until you feel better? Or would you rather stay in here?” Izuna shrugged. “Living room…” Madara kissed Izuna’s forehead before picking the younger up and carrying him downstairs. The older Uchiha had nursed his brother for about an hour before Izuna had calm down. He was reluctant to leave him home alone with Konan, but he had no other choice – there were things that he needed to get done in town. -XX- Just a half-hour after his brother had left, Izuna found himself wandering around outside while Konan was in the kitchen, preparing lunch for them both. His thoughts were on the Sutcliff, and he found himself just wanting to cry. He didn’t understand why this was happening to both of them – all he knew was that neither of them had deserved this kind of life. “I wanna go see him…” Izuna whispered to himself, watching as people walked back and forth passed the mansion on their way to their destinations. He got up from the tree-stump he had been sitting on and begun pacing. “Maybe I can do something to help…” With these thoughts in mind, Izuna looked back at the mansion. He noted that Konan had not come out to fetch him for lunch just yet. The young Uchiha ran down the paved pathway of the mansion and opened the gates before he ran into the throngs of people and made his way to town. He was intent on seeing the Sutcliff once more. 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