Been thinking of this since i reread the newest naruto chapter. Just want to get this out before anyone else does, it's gonne be short and simple :) Hope you like it, first Naruto story in a while, i'll probably post it on my other account Gerbil123 later.
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.
Tobirama left the meeting earlier than everyone else. Meeting with the Uchiha clan, or any other clan at that matter wasn't exactly a "highlight of the day" especially when both sides were incredibly tense despite the peacetreaty and settlement of Konoha. These were dangerous times, and Tobirama attempted to convey that to his older brother as much as he could. The Uchiha could not be trusted, they could never be trusted. However, Hashirama, being who he was, seemed completely and utterly oblivious to the tension rising up at all.
The younger Senju sighed as he walked down the empty alley alone. A wound that had temporarily rendered him from fighting had began to ache again during the meeting, he knew that the ache would only get worse if he remained in the large room, sitting beside his brother and his sister-in-law. So, politely he excused himself and left. He decided the best thing to do would be to bail out and rest a bit at home.
He felt suffocated in that meeting room as well.
He could not pinpoint whose exactly, but he felt eyes all over him. He was able to bet that it was Madara who was staring at him, that conniving bastard was always coming up with some evil plan to overthrow the village even if Hashirama had no clue, Tobirama did.
Another dull ache radiated from his body, and he inwardly cursed at himself. Perhaps it was a bad idea to be walking out at night by himself, somewhat injured and unable to fight. The pain again throbbed through his body, resulting in him doubling over and grunt in pain. He never should've gone to the meeting in the first place. It wasn't much further till he got to the Kage tower, he could get there quickly if he took a shortcut through a nearby alley...but...it wasn't the smartest idea. If he were to collapse because of his pain, he could be attacked due to the fact that he could not get up and run out.
"Better than passing out dead on the pavement," he told himself as he steadily limped towards, clutching his side. The wound wasn't all that new, he remembered it well. Hashirama had been so worried when Tobirama had come into the Hokage tower, holding on to the younger brother of Madara and clutching his bloodied side. Bandits had invaded the village, Tobirama had done what he was supposed to do, and as a result of taking a blow for the younger Uchiha, Tobirama had received a near-fatal blow to the side.
That was a little over two weeks ago, and he was still healing. He continued to inwardly call to mind that he should never have attended this stupid meeting in the first place.
While in his thoughts and doubled over in pain, Tobirama had not noticed or heard the figure closing in on him in the alley. Lustful and sorrowful eyes stalked towards the figure, steps uneven and slow. It wasn't until the figure of dark stood mere feet behind the younger Senju who was on the ground trying to regain himself, did Tobirama feel his dark presence and see his baneful shadow illuminated behind him in the moonlight.
Tobirama grunted, he sensed that whoever was so casually looming behind him was up to no good. However, the Senju didn't want to fight, his chakra was basically leaking out of him and he had no strength whatsoever. He was a literal mess, but if he had to fight, he would do his best.
However, when a glint of the moonlight revealed the origins of the man, his pale skin, dark hair and cole eyes, Tobirama knew that his chances of winning were slim.
"Uchiha..." he breathed alarmed.
The man's eyes were blank, his body swayed and dark hair covered his face. The man...he was a boy no older than eighteen, yet built for his age and hardened by the war. He swayed as he stood over the Senju, and now, Tobirama was completely turned around, facing the boy who towered over him as he layed on the ground, pain pulsing through his body.
For an instant, there was silence. And then, without warning_with such lust and aggression, the Uchiha launched himself on Tobirama, forcefully crashing their lips together, invading Tobirama mouth with his foreign tongue. Tobirama gasped and attempted to push him off, not wanting his teeth to even touch this Uchiha's tongue.
Again the, the pain from his wound ripped unjustly through him, causing him to gasp and allow his intruder further entrance into his mouth. He was losing conscience, and as this was happening, his captor had released his mouth and had fallen on top of him as the Senju collapsed in pain. Tobirama attempted to move, but his injury prevented him from doing so, as the pain had already escalated to an extreme.
The full weight of his doom was upon him, and he feared what the outcome of the following events would unfold. If the kiss had not alluded it, than he knew these actions would.
Tobirama gasped as the weight had fallen upon him, his body unable to sustain its position much longer.
The two were panting as a result of the forceful kiss, and Tobirama inwardly cursed himself for not being able to fight back. He'd once heard of the Uchiha's uncontrollable urges, the reason why many of them had obtained the sharingan and sealed their love permanently. He didn't believe that at first, he thought it was nothing but a myth. He never believed that a clan_a person could do that to themselves, deny themselves of an emotion so great and pure.
It was a chemical imbalance though, they couldn't help it.
Tobirama was suddenly yanked from his train of thoughts as his legs were parted as the figure on him lodged himself in between them and his arms were bound by the wrist with just a single hand of his captor. He gasped, since he'd obtained his injury, he hadn't realized how little he'd eaten. His wrist were so small and his body so weak.
Suddenly, his captor's free hand tore harshly at loose shirt fabric that hung on Tobirama's thin frame, exposing pale skin that glimmered dully in the moonlight. Tobirama shuddered as the hand explored his chested, almost tickling his skin and shoving his weakness in his face. He needed help, the pain radiating from his body was nearing its highest, and he knew that it would render him to the will of that on top of him, yet, he didn't want to kill his pride. He knew what was coming, he feared it, and what terrified him the most was the fact that it was practically a lust-filled robot committing the act.
He could feel the hot breath of this demon on his skin, as his skin was no longer explored by hand, but by an unholy mouth as well. The feeling of someone's tongue on his chest, teasing him as it trailed down to his stomach and back up again sent chills down his spine, and automatically, he arched his back and repressed a moan that vibrated in the back of his throat.
He was getting no pleasure out of this.
His body was being violated, and he knew it was far from over. As his back arched, the breathing became more erratic, the movement faster and the gentle licking turning into bites as an effort for this criminal violating the Senju to get as much as he could.
Tobirama bit the inside of his mouth and stared at the moon as he fought back tears. He wouldn't scream, he wouldn't no matter how far this act went. He was powerless to attack, as the pain had rendered his body useless, and again he mentally kicked himself for even coming to the stupid clan meeting in the first place.
He felt his stomach drop as his pants loosened, and the Uchiha gracefully slipped them and his underwear off, as well as his own. Tobirama immediately looked back from the moon and to the black onyx eyes.
"No…" he said terrified, "not this…" But the Uchiha was too far away to be heard, this was no longer a young boy, this was the monster that the Uchiha clan had created, the spawn of a cursed lineage.
Tobirama closed his eyes and bit his cheek so hard that it bled as the monster painfully buried himself inside of Tobirama. Without warning, he quickly pulled in and out, causing so much pain that not even biting his lip or looking at the moon alienated the pain. He quickened his pace, and Tobirama felt himself being ripped apart from the inside out, and began to mentally shut down as he felt a warm liquid ooze down his legs.
His body had convinced itself that it was dying, and at the moment, he would've welcomed death. He didn't want to live with this burden on his soul, it would humiliate him and hang over him like a dark cloud, but, unfortunately life was too cruel. As the Senju's eyes began to roll to the back of his head, and he surrendered his will to that of his rapist, two blood red eyes advanced from a rooftop upon the scene. And as quickly as it had begun, and with the strike of an iron dagger, the form on top of Tobirama stilled and slumped to the side, blood pouring freely from the back of the neck, it had ended.
The red eyes stared at the form on the ground, there dull light illuminating the pale and young face. Tobirama attempted to look, but his body was broken, as was his soul. With no strength to stay awake, the Senju slowly slipped away.
I've had this idea in my head for a few days and I just wanted to get it out. This story will not be longer than like 5 chapters. This is my first attempted rape scene, and I don't think it turned out all that well sense i'm no expert at the male anotmoy and intamcy between two despite the countless numbers of slash and yaoi fanfictions i've read. Anyway, more will be revealed and yes, the person who attacked Tobirama is dead, he was killed. You'll find out who the killer is next though :) Sorry for any spelling mistakes though. have a nice week and God bless.