Pain Can End | By : stephfarrow94 Category: Naruto Crossovers > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1658 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
Grell sat curled up in a corner of The Undertaker’s shop. His eyes were wide and he was on high alert. The Undertaker had mainly left him alone, but whenever the grey-haired man was in sight, Grell’s eyes followed him suspiciously.
All Grell would remember were Sebastian’s words playing through his mind like a song on repeat. I never loved you, the voice whispered, it was all an act to get you to submit to me. The only good thing about you is your ass – and even then... pathetic. You’re not fun anymore – you’re too submissive. It’s time to move on and find someone else. I want you out of the mansion and never return again. Grell whimpered as he remembered how he had been on the streets ever since, struggling to survive. It had been a nightmare – getting food was hard and finding safe, warm places to sleep at night was even harder. Grell’s eyes filled with tears. He hiccupped as his closed his eyes. “Izuna…” “Grell…?” Grell gasped. Was he imagining Izuna’s voice now or something? “Grell, I’m here!” Grell opened his eyes again reluctantly. He was startled to see that Izuna really was standing before him. “Izuna…” Grell whispered. Izuna knelt before his partner and took the Sutcliff’s face in his hands. “Grell, it’s okay… I’m here… And I’m not going to leave…” Grell reached out and hugged Izuna tightly. He buried his face in the Uchiha’s chest, crying. Izuna frowned and held his boyfriend. He glanced behind him and at The Undertaker, who was standing by the door, watching them sadly. “Just hold him…” The Undertaker whispered. “He wants comfort.” Izuna nodded and held Grell tighter, whispering soothing words to the Sutcliff. -XX- Hours later, when Madara returned home, he came face-to-face with a frantic Konan. “What’s wrong?” Madara asked, trying to comfort his friend. “I can’t find Izuna!” Konan cried, noting the way Madara had tensed. “I let him go and play outside – and now I can’t find him!” Madara’s eyes watered as he registered the information. Deep down in his heart, he knew that Izuna had gone to Grell – he just didn’t want to acknowledge the fact that his beloved baby brother had disobeyed him and caused them distress. Again. “I think I know where he is,” Madara said softly. “Please, remain here in case he returns while I retrieve him.” Konan sobbed and nodded, hugging Madara. She buried her face in the elder’s strong chest. “It’s okay…” Madara soothed, hugging back. “It’s okay… I’m not upset with you – I promise… I’m upset with Izuna… Shh…” -XX- When Madara found his brother, it was exactly where he knew that he would find him – with the Sutcliff. “Izuna!” Madara shouted once he had pulled Izuna away from Grell and into the back of the shop. “We’ve all be so worried about you! How dare you leave the house without telling Konan! Anything could have happened to you! You could have been kidnapped! Or raped! You’re in big trouble, Izuna!” Izuna lip quivered and tears welled up in his dark eyes. “S-sorry…” “No! No sorry! I told you that I would see what I could do and you ignored me deliberately!” “…” Izuna whimpered, beginning to cry. “A-aniki… Please, stop yelling…” “No! You caused great distress to Konan! If you had just told her that you were going…!” Madara stopped yelling when a hand grabbed his shoulder. The Uchiha turned to face his lover. “Don’t be so hard on him.” The older man said softly. “He was only worried. Try being a little nicer about it. He’s crying.” Madara’s hard expression softened as he turned back to look at his brother. Izuna’s face was already stained with tears, soft sobs and whimpers escaping as he shook violently. “…A-aniki… D-don’t yell…” “…” Madara sighed and pulled his brother into a hug. “I’m so sorry… I was just worried… I love you, baby brother…” Izuna hiccupped, falling into his brother’s embrace. He reached up, taking hold of Madara’s shirt. “Aniki…” Izuna sobbed. “…Don’t be mad…” “I’m not.” Madara kissed Izuna’s head. “Not now. Go to Grell. It’s okay – I should have understood…” The Undertaker smiled at the scene, stepping behind his Uchiha and wrapping his arms around Madara’s waist. “I know that he’s not my brother…” the silver-haired male smiled, “…but I really do love him.” Madara tilted his head backwards. He glanced up at The Undertaker and kissed him before pulling away and smiling. He released his grip on Izuna’s wrist and instead pushed him forward. “Go on.” Madara smiled. “Your boyfriend is waiting. Go take care of him.” Izuna wiped at his wet eyes and smiled up at his brother, pecking him on the cheek. “Thanks, nii-san… I love you…” “I love you, too. I’m going back home to tell Konan that you’re safe. Stay here and I’ll be back later.” Izuna nodded. He hugged his brother before heading back to Grell. Madara turned and embrace his lover once again. “Tonight…” Madara whispered, a blush tinting his cheeks. “…Tonight… We make love again…” The Undertaker smiled and nodded. “It’s so sexy to see you moan and sweat while you ride me.” Madara blushed. “P-pervert…” “You know you like it, baby.” “…” A/N I’ve left it here so that I can put a lemon in the next chapter and end it.While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
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