ok so this is my first HXH fanfic...and my second fic ive felt like posting...as of right now its just a oneshot short little thing...but i might continue it or write a prequel type story not sure yet i jsut wanted to see what everyone thought!
Disclaimer: i do not own Hunter X Hunter or any of the characters!
Warning: this is YAOI!!!!!!and incest, and rape!!! dont like dont read! or read anyways and then go gouge your eyes out with a rusty spoon! but dont blame me!
Killua bit his lip, drawing blood and pressed his face into the delicate black silk sheets hoping the thin fabric would help muffle the moan that threatened to slip from his tongue. He clenched his hands into the same sheets his clawed fingertips easily shredding the fabric. He forced his eyes open searching frantically for something, anything to distract him from the presence behind him and the feelings running rampant through his body. Oddly enough the rhythmic rocking and the entwined threads of the sheets clinging to his sharpened fingers, caught his attention they seemed to cling with all their paltry strength to a single hope offered by his hands. He stared at the sheet, Simple black silk, so fragile so easily snagged and torn. Each thread being weak on its own easily snapped so that even when woven together it simply took the sharpened nails of his hand to break that bond and reduce the once fluid material to a tangled knot. He grinned weakly as he felt something inside him tear, so easily, like the silk. And like the silk he could feel his soul separating into tiny threads each one fragile easily broken and the entire structure unstable looking for that single hope, that thing to cling to. He found it in the form of his brother, now pulling out of him and leaning forward to whisper in his ear softly. To any other it would seem a tender moment two lovers sharing the whispered nothings of love. But to Killua the softly whispered words were his anchor.
"You are nothing but a mindless doll. You are what we have made you; you don't need to feel anything we don't tell you to, you don't need to do anything we don't give you. You are our mindless puppet." Killua nodded mechanically, he didn't need anything other than his brother. His brother gave him everything. He didn't need anything else. In the echoing emptiness of Killua's mind, the faint snap of a single thread, drowned in his brothers words.