This a hell lot darker than my usual fics, and I will be bashing almost all characters at least once.
Not gonna lie, I'm dealing with depression at the moment so this will probably be some sick brainchild of my misery.
Note: There will be some Lolita references, so prepare for really disturbing scenes at times.
Perhaps, in another world, Ichika is a social butterfly.
He has a caring sister, one that would sacrifice anything for him.
Perhaps he has friends, those that adore him to the point that some could say he has a harem.
Perhaps, although his parents are missing, he can keep a smile on his face and protect his pride.
Maybe, his life is actually a pleasant one.
But, that is not this world.
At least, not in his perspective.
Ichika grunted softly as another whip strike landed on his naked torso. He was almost naked, with a simple pair of boxers the only thing covering him besides the ropes that bound him to whipping post behind him.
His torturer?
None other than his eldest sister, Chifuyu Orimura.
"Disappointing," muttered Chifuyu, as she flicked the whip once more. "The fact that you managed to get into the Academy with that score is not surprising but its terrible for our family, understand?"
"Y-Yes, Chifuyu-nee."
"Tch. Your score was abysmal, only 97%? Madoka could achieve more than that without using half of her brain."
"Sorry ... Chifuyu-nee."
"Hmpth." With that, she released the ropes that bound Ichika. "You'll be heading to the Academy tomorrow. I expect you leave with no less than the top position. Even if Madoka is in your class, I expect you to come out on top."
And proceeded to rape his body once more.
Ever since the three siblings lived on their own, Ichika took it upon himself to make his sisters' lives easier and more fun for them.
He arduously trained and learned household skills as well as anything they asked of him to do. He vigorously studied in order to get a decent job in teh future, as well as make sure that Chifuyu didn't have to worry about his grades. Anything they wanted, he would blindly follow.
All for their love.
In an age where women where the supreme gender and men now little more than slaves, Ichika endured far more than his fair share of torture.
In order to gain money for the family, he would often enter contracts of servitude with moneylenders and to gain other things, like tickets or reservations. Most of these contracts generally involved sexual favors or menial labor, although the former was much more prevalent.
Although this heavily hurt his pride (not to mention the numerous times he was cheated out of the contract and was bound for nothing), he was willing to sacrifice anything for their happiness.
All this while he had yet to enter high school.
If there was anything that Ichika could say truly scared him, it was Chifuyu venting out her drunken frustration at him.
Don't get it wrong, he would allow her to attack him if it meant her releasing her stress, but the sheer brutality of her attacks on him were enough to look for a better option.
The end result was worse.
Being a male under a women-dominated world, Ichika had much less rights. As such, he was often prey for feminazis and molesters. He could not remember how many times he had been dragged into alleyways and used against his will.
Rape is horrible, for all genders. It's not about having sex with someone who doesn't want to, it's about breaking someone's free will and using it to your own sick desires.
Ichika had hoped that his sisters were exempt from those that would use his body as such.
They didn't.
Almost every night, at least one of them would torture him and/or ravage his body.
After the first rape, Chifuyu had asked him if he hated it, showing a fraction of concern for him.
"Don't worry, Chifuyu-nee. I know that you and Madoka-nee under a lot of stress and I'm more than willing to help you both out."
One would have thought that Ichika had signed his death sentence. From that day on, he was basically held as a slave while at home, following whatever depraved wishes his sisters wanted.
Even still, he did whatever he could to make them happy.
He took Madoka to a carnival once, splurging virtually all of his money and his pride to get whatever she wanted. It took eight hours of servitude to finally repay off the sheer extravagance that Madoka had demanded, and was beaten upon returning home promptly by a drunk and irate Chifuyu.
Ichika did everything he could for Madoka, but she never bothered to show him any kindness or gratitude. However, this paled in comparison to Chifuyu's indifference.
Ichika cared about Madoka but he held a special place in his heart for his eldest sister. Most of his contracts and expenses were used for her, buying gifts of exorbitant value as well as reserving 5-star restaurants for her.
Yet, any gift that was given to her was immediately tossed away or destroyed. Any promise she made to him about meeting at a place was never kept.
'I hope Chifuyu-nee gets here soon. The opera is about to begin.'
'Where's Chifuyu-nee? She said that we would meet up at the town square twenty minutes ago.'
'Chifuyu-nee ... the restaurant's about to close. Where are you?'
'She promised that she would be at my graduation. Where is she?'
'Chifuyu-nee isn't here again ... does she not want to spend time with me?'
When he was captured during the Second Mondo Grosso, he had managed to steal an communicator and linked himself to Chifuyu-nee.
"Chifuyu-nee?"
"Ichika? Is that you?"
"Yeah, some people have me captured right now, but they didn't notice the communicator so I'll be fine?"
"... Do you need me to come?"
"No! You'd lose the tournament by forfeit. I could never do that to Chifuyu-nee!"
After this, Chifuyu promptly hung up, giving no indication that there was anything going on whatsoever. As soon as she trashed her opponent, however, she immediately set out to find Ichika, thanks to Tabane hacking into the communicator's signal.
Ichika was overjoyed when Chifuyu found him, but was heartbroken when she glanced coldly at him.
"Wasting my time with these pests ... are you trying to kill me from stress?"
From that day forward, Ichika did as much as he could to please his sisters and more. Teachers would call home concerning how he seemed to be pushing himself beyond his limits, and the amount of time he came home with broken bones from sparring was incalculable.
Every time he got raped by one of his sisters, at the end he would ask them,
"Do you love me?"
The question was answered with a cold look from Chifuyu and a snort from Madoka.
Neither very good for a man's pride or conscience, when the two people he loved the most acted as if he was a burden.
And it was only going to get harder tomorrow.
Ichika winced as his sore muscles screamed for mercy.
Although by now he had developed a tolerance for pain, the inhuman strength of his sisters could never be blocked out.
He struggled to ignore the stares of curiosity and hunger from those around him, and already had to resist a few rape attempts on his way to the academy.
Evidently, his new status as the only man to pilot an IS meant nothing in practice.
As he scratched his elbow nervously, he took a deep breath.
"My name is Ichika Orimura ... I'll be in your care."
The class stared intensively at him, seemingly eager to pounce on any information they could scrape out of him.
" ... Pardon, that is all."
Almost comically, the mood dropped dramatically, causing Ichika to wince. Apparently, he had disappointed the classroom.
"Really, otouto?" snorted Madoka. "That was pathetic. Can't you think of something more ... interesting?"
"Forgive me, Madoka-nee."
A sense of foreboding reached both Madoka and Ichika, both of which immediately tensed up and tightened their skin.
*Whack!**Whack!*
Two swift strikes hit the Orimura siblings, although their quick response saved their heads from a concussion.
"Orimura-kun, that was a pathetic introduction. A snail could do so much better. No, a locust. As for you, Orimura-san, keep your mouth shut unless asked a question."
"Hai, Chifuyu-nee."
*Whack!*
"Idiot. While we are in school, you are to address me as Orimura-sensei, understood?"
"H-Hai, Ch-Orimura-sensei."
"Hmpth. Next presenter."
Madoka stood up with a lazy look in her eyes before scanning the classroom.
'Useless wastes of space,' she noted.
"My name is Madoka Orimura, sister of the idiot that went before me. I enjoy sparring and reading. That is all."
Madoka sat down, rolling her eyes at her sister's eye twitch and the aura of annoyance that Chifuyu let out.
It was also around that time when the classroom began an uproar about the three siblings' relationship with each other.
Contrary to how they acted around him, the two sisters loved their brother.
Perhaps love wasn't the correct word.
A more appropriate term would be 'addicted to.'
Despite their cold exteriors, in their mind, they thought only of Ichika.
Chifuyu loved her brother more than anything else, but she lacked a way to express it
Instead, she opted to force herself onto him, hoping that he would understand.
It sent great pleasure to see her brother asking about her love, but she never answered.
She assumed that he naturally knew.
She envisioned that what she put him through was 'tough love.'
As Ichika never resisted her, however, she slowly got more daring and began releasing her pent-up rage and stress on him, leaving scores of scars upon his body.
Her drunken assaults didn't help.
As for Madoka, she also lacked the knowledge of how to express her love.
She freely abused his kindness and indulged in whatever she wanted, knowing that Ichika would always get it for her.
If there was another thing to describe these two, it was jealousy.
Mad, psychotic, yanderic, jealousy.
Chifuyu made it clear that Ichika be left in a room alone with Tabane, and it didn't help his case that Tabane found him rape-able.
Madoka would glare off anyone attempting to get close to her brother, leaving him isolated and thus more dependent on his sisters for companionship.
Once, they found a girl attempt to take advantage of him and ever since that day, the girl is still comatose due to unspecified reasons.
Regardless of how they express it, there is once indisputable fact.
They loved their brother above anything else.
And they would damned before anyone else reached for their brother's heart.
"Due to Ichika's unique status as a male user, he will be having remedial lessons with me in private in order to keep with the international standards."
The classroom was shocked by her declaration, while Ichika felt an impeding sense of dread.
'Why do I feel as if this is a bad idea?'
"Um, Orimura-sensei," began Miss Yamada hesitantly. "Isn't this a little ... unorthodox?"
Chifyu gave a sickly sweet smile. "I'm sorry, did you say something? As Orimura-kun's sister and personal mentor, I know how to teach him enough to keep him up with international standards." With that, she let out a massive killing intent that nearly caused Miss Yamada to collapse and several students passed out.
"Starting now. Orimura-kun, I expect you to be in my faculty room in under five minutes, should you choose not to leave now. As for rooming arrangements, we will have you rooming with Orimura-san, as she is your sister and the fact that we have no spare rooms at the moment."
Ichika's heart sunk. Although he refused to admit it, the small part of him that was tempered in the fires of abuse could fathom what she was doing.
'She's intentionally distancing me from the other students. Not to mention, she'll be able to torture me all she wants.'
Sighing in submission, he gathered his things and followed Chifuyu out the classroom.
Madoka chuckled. This was a plan courtesy of her older sister in order to keep a tight leash on Ichika..
Still, she was annoyed that she was now stuck in a classroom of idiots.
Including a certain sister of a rabbit ...
She growled. Had it not been for Tabane, then life wouldn't have fractured. They could have lived in obscurity with Kuchiko and the twins, the only people they actually trusted, and no one could bother them.
But no. Instead, they lived in a feminazi world with dead parents and a Chinese ironing board for a while until Chifuyu could get a damn house.
The price of popularity was that their three friends had gone who knows where, Tabane had disappeared off the face of the earth, and they had to fight the paparazzi off of them.
'I swear, if I wake up in the middle of the night again because some asshole is calling Chifuyu-nee about some future date, I'm replacing my BB gun with an actual pistol.'
Glancing distastefully at a spaced out Houki, her eye twitched at how she once tried to get close to Ichika, who had apparently stood up for her in a confrontation with bullies.
From that day on, Shinonono-dono had gratefully given usage of his dojo to Ichika for training, although Chifuyu made it clear in both words and a sparring match that Tabane could not be left alone with her brother while Houki was forbidden contact with him.
Smirking despite herself, she tuned out Miss Yamada, having learned the curriculum by heart.
'This is going to be an amusing year.'