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It Feels Right to be Wrong	By : stephfarrow94 Category: Naruto AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3684 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-It Feels Right to be Wrong
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  “You’ve got to get rid of him, nii-san…” Tobirama whispered sadly, wiping blood off of Hashirama’s face the next day. “He’s so nasty to you, nii-san, and…”
Hashirama shook his head, sobbing softly. “Tobi, I… I’m scared…”
Tobirama frowned, pulling his brother into a tight hug. “This is why you need to tell him to get out, nii-san. He’s only going to keep on hurting you, and if you’re scared of him, he has to go.”
Hashirama didn't speak again after that, but the tears that his brother cried said everything -- Hashirama was beginning to realise that Tobirama was right about Madara, but Hashirama had been a fool for too long and now he was stuck with the consequences. It only took Madara to rape Hashirama for a second time for the older Senju to realise what Madara was truly like.
“…” Hashirama was silent as he cried into his brother’s shoulder. He was glad that Madara had gone back to his own home to check on his brother -- if Madara had found Hashirama crying, Madara would hurt him again.
“Nii-san,” Tobirama said softly, “you’re the only one who can get Madara out of the house, so I need you to be strong and tell Madara that you want him to go, okay? I’ll always be here to protect you against him, but until you stand up for yourself, it’ll be pointless. I can’t protect you every second of every day, and you know this.”
Hashirama was still for a few minutes before he nodded slowly. “Okay, Tobi… Tonight…”
Tobirama couldn’t stop the hot tears from running down his cheeks -- he could only kiss his brother’s cheek in relief. “Thank you, nii-san… I can’t stand to see you getting hurt so badly by someone you love…”
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Tobirama kept his head down that night at dinner. Madara had returned and was abusing Hashirama at the dinner table, ignoring the sobs that Hashirama allowed to escape and instead choosing to use those to fault the poor Senju further. Tobirama couldn’t take it any longer -- he had to do something.
“Hashirama is breaking up with you!” Tobirama shouted angrily, standing up and slamming his hands on the table. “He’s had enough of you abusing him!”
Madara turned to Tobirama instead, a menacing snarl emitting from his throat. “You don't tell my property what to do! I own him, and he’s mine! Only I can tell him what he can and can’t do, asshole!”
“You don't own my brother!” Tobirama shouted back. “He’s not your property and he has freewill to do as he wishes, and he wishes to break up with you!”
“Until I hear those words from his own mouth, Senju-slut, I won’t be going anywhere, and Hashirama will be punished for your accusations! Kneel, whore!” Madara shouted at Hashirama.
Hashirama whimpered but obeyed, shaking violently. When Madara stood up and grabbed the zip of his pants, Tobirama knew what Madara wanted, and the younger Senju wasn’t going to allow it.
“Don't you dare defile him like this!” Tobirama screamed, getting up to stand in front of his brother protectively. “You do enough to him already without using him as your personal slut, Uchiha! I won’t let him get hurt like this! Over my dead body!”
“T-tobi…” Hashirama whimpered from behind his younger brother. “I-it’s okay… I don’t mind…”
“No, it’s not okay, aniki!” Tobirama shouted at his brother. “You’re not his little plaything to treat like this, Hashi-nii! I won’t allow it any longer! It’s gone on for long enough!”
Madara just glared at Tobirama before snarling and grabbing the plate off of the table and throwing it at Tobirama’s head. It hit him and shattered, cutting Tobirama’s face, and the Uchiha smirked and stalked off.
“Wait until you’re not around to protect him, Senju-scum.” Madara chuckled. “When he’s alone… I’ll make him wish he never met me. Why? Because of you.”
Tobirama was about to retort but he was stopped by his brother. It was obvious the older Senju was deeply distraught by everything, and all Tobirama could do was pick his brother up and carry him to the younger’s room. He locked the door and lay him down on the bed and cuddling him tightly. It took all his strength to not cry along with his brother, but he knew that until Hashirama told Madara to leave, there was nothing he could do except be there for Hashirama.
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“Nii-san, are you going to come out for breakfast?” Tobirama asked, sitting on the bed beside Hashirama and stroking his brother’s head gently.
Hashirama only shook his head and rolled onto his side, snuggling deeper into his blankets.
Tobirama sighed and leant down to hug his brother. He knew what was wrong with Hashirama -- Madara must have hurt him again because Tobirama hadn’t been home the day before.
Weeks had passed and Hashirama still hadn’t gotten the courage to tell Madara that he wanted to break up.
Tobirama knew that Hashirama never would -- Madara had damaged Hashirama badly, and it was to the point where the brown-haired man was too scared to even be in the same room as Madara, let alone be the object of his attention.
Madara himself had only gotten worse. He refused to allow Hashirama out of the house at all unless he was with him, had gotten him fired from his job and constantly tried to keep him away from Tobirama, refusing to allow Hashirama to talk to anyone else at all. He only ever paid attention to Hashirama when he wanted something from him, and when he didn't he would only tell the older male to get out of his sights and go do something useful ‘like a good little whore of a housewife’.
   Tobirama sighed and forced his brother to sit up, but when Hashirama let out a loud moan of pain, the white-haired male frowned and laid him back down. It must’ve been another rough – literally – day for Hashirama due to Tobirama’s absence.
“Nii-san, have you had a bath, yet?” Tobirama asked gently, rubbing his brother’s back. “Shall I run you one?”
Hashirama shook his head and only tightened the blankets around him. Tobirama sighed, but he knew that his brother would need a bath -- not only would it help him feel better, but knowing Madara, there would be a lot of bodily fluids to clean off of and out of Hashirama.
“C’mon, nii-san…” Tobirama said softly, lifting Hashirama slowly and tenderly.
Tobirama carried the weakly protesting Hashirama to the bathroom and ran him a bath, cleaning him as best he could while Hashirama cried. He knew that it was hard for Hashirama to allow his brother to see the many injuries Madara had inflicted on him.
There were cuts and bruises adorning every inch of Hashirama’s body. Dried up blood and semen was still sticking to the poor man, and some of the injuries had just began to bleed out again, staining the water red.
Tobirama drained the bath before filling it with fresh water once again. He tried to be as careful with his brother as he could, and even though he knew that it wasn’t the time for it, he couldn’t help but clean Hashirama’s private areas more than necessary -- and he hated himself for becoming so aroused because of it.
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That night, as Hashirama slept next to him in his own bed, Tobirama moaned softly as he stroked himself, watching Hashirama’s sleeping face.
“A-ahh…” Tobirama groaned, squeezing his member tightly as he imagined Hashirama’s tightness around him. “Hashi-nii…! Mmm… I love you, Hashi-nii…”
Loud panting and weakly-concealed gasps were what had woken Hashirama up, but even though he was terrified by his brother’s actions, he still kept up a pretty convincing façade of being asleep.
Hashirama was taken by surprise when Tobirama said that he loved him, and he had to stop himself from crying -- it had been so long since someone had said that to him during something so… so intimate, and… to actually mean it with every fibre of their being… Hashirama realised now that even though Madara used to tell him he loved Hashirama, they were just empty words.
It was Tobirama’s words that really counted.
Hashirama flinched when Tobirama leant over and planted a kiss on his temple, rubbing his back gently.
“I love you so much, Hashi-nii…” Tobirama whispered. “I just hope you can get yourself out of this mess so I can prove it to you…”
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