Disclaimer : I do not own Naruto. Even if I did I would not be as successful in writing or even drawing the series.

Warning: Rape, non-con, bro-con, chara death, ooc.


SIBLINGS

I stood rooted to the ground, watching the shuddering boy in front of me. He was practically clawing at the wall behind him, as if hoping it would open up and swallowed him whole. He was screaming, pleading at me to go away. I barely registered the salty beads of tears that rolled down my cheek.

"Naruto." I mumbled. The boy in front of me stopped his rampaging, having heard his name. He looked at me with tear filled eyes, if pleading me to leave the room. I was reaching out towards him when suddenly a jolt of pain went through my body.

Ignoring the searing pain, I took a step forward. Extending a hand, I tried to reach towards the trembling body, searching for the warm that was always there "I'm sorry, Naruto" I muttered like mantra. Naruto pushed himself more into the corner, staring hard at the hand extending towards him.

He clawed at my hand, growling deep in his throat. I was shocked, but I willed myself to ignore it and continued reaching for him. The moment I touched his shoulder, all hell break loose. Naruto screamed and lunged at me. Too shocked to do anything, I barely registered that he had punch me square in the face. I was thrown to the other side of the room. Who knew my brother could be this powerful?

Taken aback, I stared at him-who was on the verge of insanity-his eyes turning red, starting towards me. He walked-stomped- in front of me, growling like an animal that felt it was being threathened, yet never touching me. I was stunned at his feral look, but deep inside I knew that I was the reason of his condition.

Aphenphosmphobia. The moment the doctor pronounced the words, my heart felt as if it weight a thousand ton, wanting to sank down and never to feel again. I could hear my mother beside me, crying to whatever God up there for her beloved son's condition.

She turned towards me, blaming me for what had happen. She grabbed the collar of my shirt and glare harshly, staring hard into my eyes, searching for the answer to her silent question. I know fully well what it is, yet I kept quiet never showing any weakness. She seemed to get the message and began loosening her tightening hold on me.

I was just about to sigh in relief-mentally, of course- when she does something I would've neverthought she would do.

SLAP!

The sound echoed throughout the small room of the family doctor. He too, I noticed was shocked-stunned- to see her acting the way she was. I couldn't decipher the expression on her face, nor the myriads of emotions swimming in those usually warm, blue eyes of her.

Too stunned to even speak, my hand unconsciously traveled towards the pain on my left cheek. It hovered there for who knows how long until a choked sobs could be heard within my hearing range.

"Why did you do that? He's your own brother!" I flinched weakly and only sitting there unmoving as she punched me -weakly- repeatedly on my chest.

"How could you?! To your own brother!" emotionlessly, I stared at her. She was gradually getting tired of my unresponsive state as the myriads of emotion turning into one-anger-

"Get out." Only two words. Yet, I cut deep within my very core. I looked at her shocked, my eyes widening slightly, asking her if she was serious. Her eyes betrayed nothing. She was serious. I was contemplating on going against her, but I knew better. I could practically feel the anger emanating from her person.

I made to move from the seat, still staring at her, silently pleading her to stop me. My heart clenched when she looked away, not wanting to aknowledge me. Steeling myself, I walked through the door, not even once looking back towards my mom and the doctor who was frantically calling my name.


I walked through the hallways of the hospital after I was kicked out from Naruto's room. Apparently, the nurses were afraid his condition would worsen more than getting better if I was there. Aimlessly, I began to walk, with no particular destination in mind. When I came too, I was standing in front of a door. A fake golden plaque was hanging on the door. 'Kitaka Harashi'.

Confused as to why I was in front of our family doctor's room, I reached towards the doorknob when all of a sudden the door was opened and out came a Kitaka Harashi, getting ready to go home, if the coat he was wearing and the suitcase hanging from his left hand was any indication.

"Kurama-kun?" I was startled when he addresses me, his voice full of concern. I scowled at him. Even if he was our family's doctor, doesn't mean that he could be concerned about me. Well, it was in his nature as a doctor, but the concern he gave was more than a mere doctor should give to his patient.

"Don't act as if you're close to me, Kitaka-san. There is nothing for you to concern about me." I said in a cold voice. I could feel a slight satisfaction at seeing him flinched under my cold gaze.

"Kurama-kun, I wasn't intending to make you misunderstand, but as your doctor, you can consult me with anything that is bothering you. I don't want you neglecting your health, especially with your broth-" he stopped talking and stood shocked, gazing at the crumbling wall courtesy of my punch.

"Never talk to me as if you knew everything! Are you my dad, trying to guilt trip me like my mom?!" I yelled at the top of my lung. I almost smirked at the satisfaction of making him shivers in cold sweat, but the anger at his last words and the incident with my mom was overwhelming.

"I know what I did to Naruto. Must you keep rubbing it to my face? You, who was an outsider should never interfere in our lives! Don't think I don't know what you feel about my mom, you sick, perverted basta-"

SLAP!

"Your mother has nothing to do with this!" He yelled at me. I could feel the bruise forming from the previous punch and the current one. I looked up to his face and stared at him. His brown locks were hiding his expression, though I know that he was angry, no, furious at the words I said.

"I know about your condition, and your problem concerning it, but shouldn't you try to control it yourself? I know you could do it if you want it to." I stared at him in shocked. He knew. He knew about my problem, a problem that I have kept since who knows how long ago it was. My brain was calculating a hundred million of information per seconds on how he could attain that when I realized something.

"You read my files." He took a step back at my expression. "You read my files without my permission." Every step I took towards him, he took twice the step back towards his room.

"A-as you doct-" I punched him square in the jaw before he could even finish his word.

"This has nothing to do with you being my doctor! My files are my privacy and no one was allowed to read it, especially YOU" I strained out the 'you' and glared hard at him. "And I made sure of that. Even the therapist agree not to spill. Then, how is it that you were able to attain those files, hmm?"

He was speechless. His mouth were gaping like a fish, but no words came out. I walked towards him in a slow steps almost grinning with the way his hands trembles in fear. I was about to punched the light out of him, when a jolt of pain rushed through my being. I clutched at my heart, moaning in pain.

Kitaka-who was momentarily shocked at me- immediately went to my aid as soon as his doctor instinct kicked in. I slapped his hand away, glaring half-heartedly still clutching at my out of rhythm heart.

I stood on my legs shakily and made towards the door when a hand grasped my wrist. "Kurama-kun, let me help you. You're hurting and I know it. So let me help you." Still glaring at him, I tugged at my handharshly.

"I don't need help. Not from you nor anyone. I can and will handle this myself and in my own way. I don't need your sympathy." Taken aback at the harsh tugging, Kitaka's hold on me loosen and I used that chance to escape from the dark room of his. I didn't mention it, but I only want one person to help me. He was the only one who can calm me down even with just one of his smile.

I walked-dragged myself-towards the familiar room of Naruto Uzumaki.


The weather outside was fine and dandy, I agreed with myself. I was walking through the forest, calming my nerves. Ignoring the still searing pain in my chest, I walked forward, not minding where I would eventually end up.

My mind traveled back to that night. The moment I walked through the door, Naruto has attacked me with a chair. I didn't managed to ducked and the chair hit my unwelcoming-still pounding hard-chest. I choked on my breath as I struggled to breathe.

I looked up and when my eyes met his azure one, he pushed himself towards the walls. He kept throwing things he could get his hands on onto me. I could only do so much, dodging as much as I could in my weaken state. I knew this could be bad. I walked towards him, still dodging whatever he throws at me-where did he get all those things anyway?!-trying to reach him, to calm him down.

The clock was ticking away, and it was all I could do as I jumped towards him, hugging him in the process. Naruto struggled in my hold, while I could feel my nerves calming down. I sigh in relief and unconsciously loosen my hold on him.

The blond in my hold realized that and pushed me, as hard as he could onto the awaiting floor. I fell with a loud thump, almost breaking my bum in the process. He glared hard at me, his eyes turning red. I almost stared in amusement as blue bled into red.

He glared at me for a few more moments and said something I would've never thought he knew. He cussed. Naruto, the pure child in our family cussed.

"Get the fuck away from me you bastard." He growled deep in his throat.

I was stunned to say the least. Naruto was the innocent one in our broken family. There's no way he would be able to think, let alone say something like that. Maybe I was wrong. i just sit there on the floor, replaying the colorful words he had just uttered.

"Naruto, otouto, please listen to me." I started. He just growled when I tried to sit up, reaching again towards him. "Please, just listen to me this one time." I pleaded, my voice betraying my calm composure.

"The last time I listen to you, you d-d-did that t-t-to me. So, how am I supposed to sit back and listen to you again?!" Naruto yelled at the top of his lungs. I stared at him a few moment. In no time, I am sure that nurses would be coming due to the noises provided by none other than the occupants of the room itself. I frowned, this was not how I imagined it would be meeting my blond otouto again.

"Get out." His voice was so small I could hardly catch it. He must've seen the confusion on my face as he repeated his word. In such a cruel, cold voice.

" ." I made no move from my position on the floor. I just sat there, a dumbfounded look on my face. Once again, the searing pain came and clenched at my heart. A little more contricted than before. I tried to ignore the pain, but it was too much. I tried reaching towards the blond on the bed once again, but his growling and clawing prevented me so.

"Don't touch me!" I stopped my advanced. "Never come near me again, you perverted bastard!" I was taken aback at that. "I don't have any brother like you, because you are a monster!" my heart clenched even more. Unconsciously, my hand started reaching towards him, my vision getting blurry with each passing seconds. I could barely make out the silhouette of my brother tensing under my hard gaze. I was this close to reach him, and that was when the nurses decided to come in, along with Kitaka-who sported a few bruises on his face-and mom. Her face contorted into one of horror and she walked towards me in a fast briskly pace.

For the third time, I was slapped across my face. This is getting a little tiresome for me. Especially my poor face that keep being beaten.

"I told you to keep away from him, from us! What part of that don't you understand?!" I almost cringed at the sound of her voice.

Kitaka stood by her, concerns still linger on that face of his. I looked towards Naruto, not giving up to searched for that warm, calming expression of his. Unfortunately, as soon as I reached out my hand, Naruto shrieked, kicking me away and then everything went blurry. In a daze, I stumbled and would of fall onto the floor if not for the hands supporting me.

I looked up at the person and frowned when I saw Kitaka holding me up. "I'm sorry, Kurama-kun, but this is for your own good." I was confused at first, but then realization hit me when several men came into the room and took me away.

I tried hard to struggle against their hold, silently pleading to Naruto, even my mom to stop them. But both of them just looked at me, one with a hard yet terrified glare and the other a mixture of concern, angry and disgusted look.

I slumped in their hold and the last thing I saw was the pained look my little brother was giving me.


When I came to, I was already back in the room I despised so much. I endured the so-called way of healing for a few days, hoping against hope that someone would come and take me away.

After a few weeks, someone did come. But not the one I was expecting. Kitaka stood there in my room, with Naruto behind him, his face void of emotion. I was happy, thrilled even. I walked-skipped-towards my little brother and hugged him. I felt him tense under my hold, but didn't do anything. I smelled the unique scent of Naruto's and the stress that was building over the few weeks dissipated.

Not a few moments later, Naruto pushed me away harshly. Taken aback, I fell onto the floor with a loud THUMP! I looked at the blond and saw the emotions swirling in those beautiful azure eyes of his.

"I only came today because Kitaka-san told me to. I only allow you to touch me because that would be the last." I was shocked at those words. Naruto kept talking but none reached my ears. In my mind I only processed the words 'be the last'.

Even after they left, I only sit there, an emotionless mask plastered on my face. I kept still in my position even as the nurses came in and tried to make me go back to my bed. 'The last.' kept playing on my mind.

That night found me walking on the calm-nice and dandy-weather a night could provide. The pounding came full throttle in the evening, and I found an alternative way to calm it down. I sneaked out into the forest and walked. I kept walking even when the rain came down. I never stopped to sit or even to take a breather.

Naruto's last words kept replaying on my mind. I was the reason for his condition. I was the reason my family is breaking and I was the reason for the whole ordeal that has happen to my entire family.

I chuckled lowly. It wasn't as if I wanted it. It all happen so fast that I could not stopped it. His face, contorting in pain entered my mind and I fell on my knees clutching at my hearts. It was pounding so hard, it feels like it could jump out of my body right then and there. A cold voice inside my mind was telling me to let go. I cannot and would not let go. I barely registered the light in the distance and the voice calling my name.

I ignored them, still clutching at the pain. I crawled all the way towards one of the tree to kept me hidden. I don't want to go back to that place. I won't go back to that place. Shivering I tried to calm my nerves down. I know that I won't have long and I cursed the day I found out about my condition.


Cliffhanger!

I really wanted to try this once and I succeeded. Yay for me!

So, how was it? Good? Bad? In-between?

This was supposed to be a one-shot, but then it got longer and even more frustrating to write as I do not how to continued it, so I hoped I can at least make it as a two-shot. Not more than that.