Warning: Rape, language, homosexual relationships, cross-dressing...
Disclaimer: If I owned them, I would never put poor Hyde through this! T.T
Pairings: Eventually (mainly) GakuHai, some MYVHai here and there...
(a/n) I was seriously beating myself up for this fic...you have no idea...especially since it's HYDE! I mean, c'mon... T.T (Yeah. Hyde is Rapunzel. DEAL WITH IT.)
There once was a beautiful person by the name of Rapunzel. Her lips were full and pink, the prettiest pair around; her skin was pale, like porcelain, and her hair was like silken gold. She was skinny, petite, with a fine and beautiful body, yet no man in her town ever looked her way. And why not? This 'she' was truly a 'he.'
He hid it well; padding for the slightly angular hips, and to give the illusion of breasts; fancy dresses that reached the floor; he even went so far as to wear make-up and ladies' underclothes. He became the town's disgrace, and when he fell deeply in love with the son of the town's mayor, the homophobic Miyavi, that was the last straw.
The Mayor thought him an eyesore that hurt the reputation of his beloved town, so when he learned of Rapunzel's romantic feelings for his son, he commanded that Rapunzel should be taken into custody. While she sat in jail, they allowed her absolutely nothing; no books, no paper, no sewing needles or thread; no instruments or singing, or anything a proper lady would have. Her captors refused to even give him a new dress; they told him he would wear either pants, or nothing at all, So he remained in his outfit for most of his imprisonment.
He thought over what had caused it all as he sat, day by day, the town laughing at him through his single barred window.
She and Miyavi had been friends, once. They spoke only through letters, on Rapunzel's insistance. Miyavi thought that she was just shy; they had met before, but Miyavi had wanted to hear her guaranteed beautiful voice.
They had had a fight, in which Rapunzel didn't speak, but used body language to express her displeasure. "I just don't understand why you won't talk to me! Are you afraid I won't love you anymore?!"
Rapunzel stared at him, mouthing the word 'anymore.' He turned red, and confessed that he might harbor some feelings for her. Rapunzel didn't know what to make of this; she loved him too, very deeply, but he didn't know that her gender was really male.
Confused, she ran, tears in her eyes. He gave chase, catching up quickly. Miyavi pressed his lips to his love's for the first time, quieting the sobs of Rapunzel. She slowly brought her arms around him, carefully, so that he couldn't feel her padded areas. Miyavi, fortunately, had wrapped his arms around her tiny waist. He took her bottom lip into his mouth, massaging it lightly. "I love you," he whispered. She just whimpered in reply.
Several weeks later, she finally worked up the nerve to confess her feelings as well. She would have to do it just right, she knew, or he would hate her forever.
She considered telling him dressed as a man, but decided against it. Instead, she called forth a messenger, telling him to give him his message of love. Already incredibly nervous, Rapunzel decided to calm her nerves by going to take a soothing bath at her secret spot.
Upon recieving it, Miyavi rejoiced. He readied his horse, preparing to ride to his love, when the messenger stopped him. The messenger, Uruha, reluctantly informed him of just how deep his love's voice had been, as well as his adam's apple. He told the lovestruck man the secret that all of the townspeople, save him, knew.
Unbelieving, Miyavi rode to the home of his love. He searched all throughout the house, just for the maid to inform him that she had gone to her secret hotspring in the forest to bathe. She showed him the way, knowing that they were in love. The maid left him behind some rocks there.
Miyavi began to quietly creep around the stones, wanting to surprise his love with a kiss. He smiled happily as Rapunzel waded into the water, her back to him. Miyavi stepped on a twig, alerting Rapunzel of his presence. The blonde dove under the water when she saw him, afraid to let her secret out. She almost screamed when she felt Miyavi's large hands on her shoulders, pulling her head above the water.
"Are you that shy, my dear?" Not sure of what other excuse to give, Rapunzel nodded vigorously. He pulled her in for a kiss, taking care not to touch her inappropriately. "I love you, my dear." Whyohwhyohwhyohwhy did they have to both be naked? WHY?! "The messenger you sent told me lies about you. Said you were a man..." Rapunzel froze in his arms, hands moving to inconspicously conceal his privates and lack of chest. "I told him he was wrong, of course. I told him, I told him no man could be so beautiful." Rapunzel smiled softly, shifting so that they were against some smooth grey rocks. The blonde nuzzled into his neck. Miyavi's hands slipped to his hips, but went no further. "You've gotten so tiny, my love." The smaller man shivered, nodding. "Well, no worries. When we marry, you'll never starve again. Agh, I hate seeing you gaunt and bony like this! I miss your curves." Rapunzel couldn't take decieving his love anymore. Miyavi looked down, happy. "Will you marry me, my love? Will you? C'mon, I'll love you foreeeeveeeer~~!"
The blonde burst into tears, crying loudly in the arms of his love. "I-I can't..." he whispered, voice low and hoarse from disuse. "I'm, I'm so sorry. I can't, I can't..." The blonde slithered out of his grasp, wading deeper and deeper into the dark water.
Miyavi stared at him, hurt deeply by his rejection. "Wh-what? Why not? I thought, I thought you loved me!"
The blonde cried harder. "I can't, I can't...I'm so sorry..." he murmered, wrapping his arms around himself.
"Don't you love me?"
Rapunzel turned to look at him, eyes red and make-up running. "I do. I love you. So much..."
Miyavi stepped toward him, reaching out. "Then why not? If it's your status, I can assure you, I don't care about that."
The smaller man shook his head, sinking away further into the water. "I can't because you won't love me anymore when I show you. You won't, believe me, you won't..."
Miyavi was deeply offended by the fact that Rapunzel had so little faith in him. "What could be so bad that I would claim I didn't love you?"
This was it. He would have to tell the truth. Looking away, he began to tell his lover his secret. "The messenger, Uruha-san...he..."
Miyavi stopped, lowering his arms. "That bastard...did he say something to you?!"
He shook his head. "No..."
Miyavi pulled the tiny blonde close. "Don't worry. I'll protect you. Forever, I'll be your Prince Charming. I'll be yours forever."
He cried out as yet another man entered him, unbidden.
"Shut the fuck up, you little faggot!" He bit his lip until it bled, telling himself that if he obeyed, they would leave sooner.
"Ha! Look, the little fucker's hard! He really is a fag!" another man called out.
The blonde cried out as one of the men kicked him in the ribs. Another grabbed his face, shoving his length into the teen's mouth. He gagged at the intrusion, squirming to get away. Two of the men positioned him so his ass was in the air, one of the men still violating him; they pushed the side of his head into the dirt harshly as the other continued to use his mouth. The remaining three shouted, escalating things and egging the others on. The one in his mouth, Ken, came, forcing him to swallow his seed obediently.
One of them, much to the small man's horror, had an idea. As Ken pulled out, yet another man shoved himself into the blonde's already occupied and bleeding ass, making him scream, and fight back for the first time in years. They beat him into unconsciousness, both men fucking his ass as a fourth used the cavern of his mouth to sate himself.
He woke at least an hour later, and found that they still hadn't tired of him. He tried to stay quiet, to not give them the gratification his cries would give. He saw someone new approaching, and reached out, whispering a plea. "Help...me..."
The person ran in the other direction. Of course, they wouldn't help. He was an abomination. He deserved this. He closed his eyes, trying to ignore the pain as he always did. One brushed his prostate, making his back arch. They made it a point to never hit that spot again; he wasn't supposed to enjoy this. Suddenly, one of his rapists was knocked flat on his back.
The other men were beat up and forced to leave, the new man screaming at them. The blonde lay prone on the rocky earth, the jagged edges biting into his soft skin. The man started to walked over, and to his utter terror, he found it was his husband-to-be. With his last bit of strength, he grabbed his clothing, attempting to conceal his male ge566nitalia. "Rapunz--"
Crying, Rapunzel tried to crawl away into the hot springs, but his love stopped him. His eyes followed the trail of blood to where Rapunzel's bloody dress concealed him. He instructed her to turn around, and show him what had happened, but the blonde refused. Sighing, Miyavi grabbed his wrists, turning him. He took in the bruises, cuts, and the state of his abused hole. "Oh, fuck...how did this happen?!"
The blonde shrugged on the coat his fiance had handed to him, untucking his hair from the collar. "S-same way it a-always d-does. The villagers gang up on m-me every so o-often, once or twice a m-month, a-a-and the diff-fferent groups take turns doing th-things like this t-to me. Th-these guys are a-always the worst, b-because we u-used to be f-friends..."
Miyavi blew up at this news. "What?!! I'll kill them all!" He thought about chasing after them and beating them further, but thought better of leaving his already injured love alone. "I'll tell my father of this. He'll put a stop to it for sure."
The blonde shook his head. "He already k-knows. He's always known."
Miyavi turned to his fiance. "Then why hasn't he done anything?"
With desolate eyes, he pulled his lover close for what he knew would be the last kiss they ever shared. Miyavi felt its finality as well. "He won't do anything, because he knows the truth about me."
Miyavi started to question this, letting his bloodied dress fall. "What's going on, my lo--" The tall brunette watched in horror as his 'love' opened the jacket, revealing himself.
"Because I'm a man...a faggot...an abomination..." Miyavi's heart screamed at him that that was wrong, that he was still the person he had fallen for, but his mind shrieked that this was wrong, unnatural, disgusting. He stood, walking away towards the village. The tiny man fell back on his knees, ignoring the protests of his broken body. "I told you...you never believed me...I told you..."
They never spoke again. Shortly after that, he was arrested for "using witchcraft to seduce the Mayor's son." Rapunzel accepted this, as he had everything else in his life. The guards at the prison often tortured him, mostly using sexual humiliation and various devices. He never had visitors, and even the other prisoners shunned him.
The day of his trial came (yes, even he had a trial, although no one wanted him to, not even his ex-fiance.), and he was banished to a tower in the forest, with no exit and food delivered only twice a week. He went without a fight. At least if he was banished, no one could harm him.
He was soon proven wrong.
People continued to abuse him, and due to the seclusion the forest and tower offered, were able to do it both day and night. He was driven to such desperation, he attempted to take his own life more than once.
At times when he wasn't being 'visited,' he sang. He sang to the sky and the birds, the waters of the brook and the squirrel in the tree. He sang of his pain, his loss, his love and his joy, for when he sang, they wouldn't come near. He would sing until his voice grew hoarse, and he ran out of words and tunes, but still he continued to sing.
(a/n) When I wrote the very very very beginning, I noticed something ironic...my background on my computer had a picture of Hizaki on it...and it fit the description exactly ... XDDD Don't expect this to be a happy fic. Like, ever. XDX I still haven't decided if it will have a happy ending or not...
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