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So I'm Fake Now, It's Your Fault	By : stephfarrow94 Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4116 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N Warning: this chapter contains torture. Also, it may be a little confusing, but to clear things up, Izuna actually doesn't show up in this chapter at all; it is Hashirama using a Jutsu to pose as Izuna, so even though it will say things like Izuna said or Madara saw his brother, or whatever, it is still Hashirama. Hashirama won’t drop the Jutsu once in this chapter.
Hashirama was surprised at how well his plan was working. He had been taking care of Madara while under the guise of Izuna for two days now. Though the Uchiha was very jump and cried easily, he mostly did as Hashirama (or rather, Izuna, in Madara’s eyes) wished and allowed himself him to be manhandled. He was surprised at how well the younger responded to Izuna.
Hashirama loved getting Madara naked and often insisted on changing the clothes that Madara wore himself. He bathed the Uchiha by hand -- several times a day – by taking advantage of Madara’s trust in his brother.
Right now, Madara was sitting on the couch beside Izuna (Hashirama), humming softly as he had his hair played with.
“You like this?” Izuna asked gently, smiling.
Madara hummed softly in confirmation. “Yes, otouto…”
Izuna chuckled, leaning down to kiss Madara’s forehead.
The Uchiha flinched and tensed at the contact at first, though he quickly relaxed again, humming.
“Nii-san,” Hashirama, or rather, Izuna, began, “I would like to go into town today.”
Instantly, Madara tensed once more, not even humming. The Senju wasn’t surprised when Madara began crying.
“Aniki?” Izuna (Hashirama) hugged Madara. “Please don't cry.”
Madara shook his head. “I-Izuna! D-don't leave m-me!”
Hashirama frowned. “What are you afraid of?” He asked carefully, knowing that Madara was fearful of something...
Madara only whimpered, shaking his head stubbornly. “…”
Hashirama’s cover was almost blown as he nearly took Madara’s shoulders in his hands to shake the younger back and forth. The only thing that had stopped him from doing as the Senju wished was the fact that Izuna would never treat his brother like that. That would only arise suspicion.
“Tell me, aniki.” Izuna (Hashirama) growled, rather harshly. “What are you afraid of?”
“…” Madara was silent for a few seconds before answering timidly. “…Hashirama…”
Hashirama felt his whole world collapse at these words. If Madara really was talking to Izuna…
Hashirama couldn’t stop himself now. He threw Madara into the wall with all of his might. He bit his lip angrily as he heard Madara scream in terror and pain. He walked to stand in front of the Uchiha, looking down at him with narrowed eyes.
“O-otouto…” Madara whimpered, crying harder than before, shaking. He gulped in terror. “…Otouto…”
“You sneaky little motherfucker…” Izuna (Hashirama) snarled, lifting his leg up and bringing it down on Madara’s chest with all of his might, hard enough to break a few ribs. “You were told to not say a word to anyone!”
Madara screamed and cried out, not understanding this at all. “O-otouto!”
Hashirama smirked as a thought crossed his mind -- if he kept posing as Izuna, and hurt the Uchiha worse than Hashirama actually had, then maybe -- just maybe -- Madara would run to Hashirama instead. He chuckled at the thought, kneeling down before the Uchiha and grabbing a handful of Madara’s hair, lifting him up to face him.
“I hate you, aniki!” Izuna screamed, punching Madara in the face. “I hate you! You’re a stupid little slutty whore! You should die! You let Hashirama touch you like that, you little whore!”
Madara felt his heart breaking -- why was Izuna doing this to him? What had he done wrong? What?
“I-izuna!” Madara whimpered. He was so scared his bladder had failed.
Hashirama scowled in disgust, throwing Madara against the wall once more. He kicked the Uchiha in the stomach before pinning him to the ground, ripping Madara’s pants and underwear off of his slim body and shoving the wet patches into the black-haired male’s face.
“Lick it.” Hashirama snarled, rubbing it against Madara’s mouth. Madara screamed and thrashed to get away, but he was trapped. “I said to lick it, you little whore! Lick your own piss, you disgusting creature!”
Madara screamed in terror as his soiled underwear was shoved in his mouth. He tried not to throw up.
Izuna (Hashirama) laughed and kicked Madara in the throat before aiming another powerful kick into his face and grabbing the nearest object that could cause severe damage to the Uchiha. To Madara’s terror, his brother had grabbed the lamp off of the small table and brought it down on his head.
Madara screamed as not only the light bulb had smashed and cut his head open, but because the lamp itself was being smashed repeatedly into his head. He could see that every time it was pulled away from him, more and more blood stained the object until it looked like the lamp had been soaked in a bucket of blood.
“O-otouto…” Madara groaned, trying desperately to block everything out. Izuna just smirked and reached into his pocket, pulling out a kunai.
Madara screamed as the kunai was brought down upon his frail body next. He felt himself losing consciousness, but not before he heard a zip being undone and felt a heat at his entrance. He screamed louder than ever -- his brother was about to rape him.
Izuna and Hashirama were right -- Madara was a slutty little whore. With that thought, Madara had lost consciousness.
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