Warnings: Dark, AU, highschool fic, implied rape, torture, yaoi, violence, mature themes. Don't like it or can't stomach it, don't read it. Consider yourself warned.
Disclaimer: I own nothing (TT)
In all honesty, I really hate trying to begin things, so I kinda started this fic quickly so as to get to the story itself. I don't much like the very beginning, but once you get through that, hopefully you'll be able to catch up quickly enough to enjoy the rest of it. This is my first attempt at doing something like this (posting stories on the internet for everyone to read and hopefully review). If something doesn't make sense, then I apologize and please tell me so I can fix it or something. Also, criticisms are welcome, but no flames if you can help it, please.
Anyway, here ya go!
The night was just like any other. Dinner was calm and light-hearted with the small family seated on the living room couch watching some random show. The mother would cuddle contentedly into the father's chest. The father would gently tease the 16 year old son about eating the house bare. The son would smile and argue that he was a growing boy and needed the food. After finishing meals, the son would take their dishes to the kitchen, wash and dry them, then put them and any leftover food away.
As Naruto was in the process of drying the dishes this night, however, a crash was suddenly heard coming from the living room. The sound of fighting soon followed. Naruto froze, feeling numb and light-headed, his heart pounding in his chest. His mind momentarily drew a blank. It felt like a dream. He had never even considered the possibility that someone would actually break in and attack them. This was home, a wall against such things. Home was supposed to be safe... A scream from his mother snapped him back into reality. Eyes wide and still feeling numb, Naruto grabbed a nearby kitchen knife and ran towards the sound. Even though the realization of his mortality even at home still sent his head reeling, he would be damned if he didn't do something about it. His mother needed him.
He ran in silently on soft feet and found his mother bound to a chair, but alive and conscious. His father though... Naruto's eyes teared up at the sight of his father, the man's cold, dead eyes piercing right through him. Then, suddenly, he noticed the other four men in the room. They wore black, but didn't hide their faces. The rough looking men were holding guns to his mother, but they hadn't noticed him yet, it seemed. Naruto swallowed hard as the situation hit him. His parents were down and he was against four armed men. But as hopeless as it was, Naruto refused to give up. He clutched the now seemingly useless knife tighter and crouched slightly into a fighting stance... That is, he would have had he not felt the cold cylinder of a gun pressed to the back of his head as a fifth man revealed his presence from the corner behind the boy.
"Drop the knife, kid, or I'll blow your head off."
Naruto froze, and it felt like he couldn't breath. His heart beat furiously in his throat. Obediently, he dropped the weapon and silently cursed his stupidity at just charging in the room without a plan, wondering if he going to die now. The man moved, and suddenly a hand seized his arm and threw him into the wall, in between the door and the large wooden hutch on his right.
And all eyes turned to him.
It was an awkward moment. They all just kept staring. The man that still pointed the gun at him even had the balls to check him out! It felt creepy to have this large, bouncer type guy that had just broken into his home and was aiming a gun at his head to unashamedly start ogling him. The awkwardness passed as one of the others, a pale, snake-like man with yellow eyes suddenly moved towards him. Naruto pressed himself back into the wall, preparing to bolt. He wouldn't make it far, he knew, but still...
The man stopped a few steps away, looking Naruto up and down, taking in his entire appearance, starting with the wild, blond hair, then moving to the large, white shirt that was ripped half off and showing the boy's slim waist- a new fashion for some kids these days. The right sleeve had fallen over the shoulder, almost teasingly. His eyes continued moving downward to the low pants, revealing even more of the waist, but not enough to reveal much more than that. He licked his lips. He was going to enjoy this!
"Well, look what we have here." The voice was raspy, grating on Naruto's nerves. The man suddenly pounced without warning, catching Naruto before the boy could move even a step. A hand clamped down on Naruto's arm and pulled. In mere seconds, Naruto found himself pressed up against the man with only his arms acting as a wall between them. The hand that had pulled him over was now circled about his bare waist, feeling up beneath the shirt. The other hand had grabbed the back of his hair and was forcing him to look into the man's cold, leering eyes.
"Aww, surely you don't want to be leaving us so soon!" He roughly kissed the boy on the mouth. It lasted only a second before the man dragged him into the light. Naruto was terrified by now, shaking uncontrollably. His mother called his name, despairingly, but all he could see was the lustful look in all the men's eyes as he was brought before them.
Once in the light, the man wrapped his arm around Naruto again, but the other hand reached down to grasp his backside. Naruto's eyes grew wide, not quite believing yet. He wanted to scream, but his throat closed up.
The man continued staring at Naruto, but now addressed his mother. "You've got yourself quite a fine looking son here." He ground his hip into Naruto's, revealing to the boy his growing erection. And Naruto blushed. Of all the things he could have done in that moment- slap the man, knee him in the balls, stamp on his foot- and he blushed! He could hear laughter from the others, but it wasn't kind. The man chuckled darkly and ran a hand across Naruto's red cheek.
"Oh, you will be one damn good fuck, won't you, boy!" His grip tightened around Naruto's waist as the boy, panicking, renewed his struggling. Chuckling still, the man harshly kissed him again, this time forcing his tongue into Naruto's mouth to caress the boy's tightly clenched teeth. A punch to the boy's stomach opened the wall and the man overtook Naruto's mouth with a wild passion. As Naruto found anger boiling and finally breaking his numbed state, he furiously lashed out with his fists, battling the man's tongue with his own, refusing to be controlled. Faintly, he could hear his mother struggling against her bonds, crying, "Leave my son out of this!" The men silenced her quickly. Naruto's battle was a losing one, he knew. Only seeming to excite the men further, but he couldn't stop. He refused to give in.
One of the others cleared his throat. The one that was currently trying to swallow Naruto's tongue stopped and glanced over, sighing as he said, "Yes, I suppose we should finish our job here first." He shoved Naruto into the hands of the one that had pointed a gun to Naruto's head before. "All right, boys. Time to get our information. Kabuto, if you will." With a sick grin, one of the others, this one with round glasses and light grey hair, stepped towards Naruto's mother, wielding a cruel looking knife. He grabbed the woman's hand and placed the knife to the base of her finger.
"Do you have anything to spill, bitch?"
She spat in his face.
And just as suddenly, the knife cut through. The woman grit her teeth, only allowing a small sound to escape past her lips. Naruto cried out, struggling fiercely against his capture's binding arms.
The interrogation continued, and Naruto's mother was gagged to muffle her screams. But she held out through it all, refusing to say even a word of what they demanded. What seemed like an eternity later, the torture halted.
"We aren't going to get anything out of her, sir." Naruto could see what Kabuto meant, though again, he wished that it was only a nightmare. The woman no longer looked like his mother. He could see the dazed look on her mutilated face from the blood loss, her eyes staring at nothing in particular.
The snake-like man sighed. "Too bad. We'll just have to get our information elsewhere." Then, suddenly, as if struck by a brilliant idea, he smiled cruelly. Turning to Naruto, he motioned that the boy be brought to him.
Naruto struggled a bit as the giant man roughly pulled him over, but he continued to stare at his mother with dead eyes, his tears having dried up long before. The Snake reached under Naruto's chin and forced Naruto to look at him. As the boy's eyes focused on the man, they narrowed, cold and determined to not do whatever the Snake would demand of him. Like his mother...
Then the Snake took out his handgun, peering at it in fascination. "You know," he said casually, "The two main reasons why I lave this weapon would have to be the power it gives me over people and its uncanny ability to end the pitiful existence of pitiful people. Don't you agree?" Naruto continued to stare back with hate filled eyes. Receiving no answer, the man continued. "Perhaps you need a demonstration. Free him."
The one holding Naruto hesitated a moment before complying. Naruto took the opportunity to remove his face from the Snake's hand, then stood still, warily watching the man and the gun he held, wondering what he was playing at. The Snake stepped forward and grabbed Naruto's right wrist. He moved so fast, Naruto hardly had time to even flinch. Suddenly, he felt the cool handle of the gun pressed into his palm and he froze, confused as to why his enemy would give him a weapon. The man then raised Naruto's arm, pulling as he did so to cause Naruto to stumble towards him. In the blink of an eye, Naruto found his back to the Snake's chest, the man's other arm encircling his waist tightly. And then Naruto noticed where the gun was pointed. At his mother.
In that second of comprehension, the Snake wrapped his own hand around Naruto's and the gun. "You've seen how much she has suffered, how much pain she is in. Don't you think it would be a blessing to end that misery?" Naruto remained silent, his hand shaking, his eyes looking despairingly into his mother's dull ones. "End her suffering now, boy. You know it's what she wants. Her lover is dead, and she is in terrible pain; she will probably die soon enough, anyway. Shooting her now will be a mercy."
Naruto could hear the reasoning in his words. It would be a mercy to end his mother's pain. But is that what she wanted? Did he even have a right to determine whether she should die now or later? What if she wanted to live?
Suddenly, a pressure was felt on his hand, forcing his finger down. And the gun fired. Naruto stared, horrified. The pressure from before was forgotten. He would have cried if he had the strength. At least his mother wasn't suffering anymore. The hole in her head had seen to that. But still, the fact remained. He had killed his mother.
He didn't realize when the Snake let him go, didn't feel the gun slip from numb hands, or his legs giving out beneath him, making him fall to his knees. He couldn't look away from the bullet wound in her forehead, couldn't stop from telling himself that it was his fault it was there.
A voice was whispering in his ear. "You killed her, boy. You're a murderer now." For a moment, Naruto thought it was his own conscience that spoke, then he felt the Snake's presence kneeling beside him, whispering cold truths. As the soft voice continued, Naruto could feel the words ring painfully in his mind over and over again. Murderer. Killer. You killed your dear, beloved mother. She hates you now. They all hate you. Family, friends. They all despise you. Monster. Demon. Worthless thing...
A memory arose. His mother. She was smiling. At him.
The cold words continued, but Naruto denied them. He shook his head. "No." His voice was hoarse, as if he had been screaming for days. "No. They still love me. They will always love me." Then, painful hands were dragging him up, and he met his abuser's eyes defiantly. And, remembering his mother's previous action, he spat in the bastard's face.
The man calmly wiped his face clean, saying, "Now, that's where you are wrong, I'm afraid, and I can prove it to you." The big man seized Naruto from behind once more, holding the boy easily as he struggled. The Snake addressed the big brute. "Take him up to his parent's room and tie him to the bed. Put a gag on him, too. Don't want his screams to wake the neighborhood." He turned to his men. "As for us, we're going to have some fun, boys!" The men cheered. Naruto's eyes widened as he remembered what else they planned to do with him. His struggles increased, but he knew it was no use. With these men, it was never any use.
TBC