Disclaimer: Nope. These characters don't belong to me. They're all the product of Maki Murakami's mind.
Warning: LONG LONG LONG CHAPTER. (Be prepared to sit for a while). Incestuous rape.
Yuki stared at Shuichi in the darkness. He scooted forwards, pulling Shuichi in between his legs and planning a gentle kiss on Shuichi's forehead.
Shuichi allowed Yuki to embrace him, and let out a sigh as Yuki's large hands began to rustle his hair.
Yuki waited patiently for Shuichi to speak, feeling Shuichi's hot breath on his sweaty shoulder.
"It's started… when I was little…" Shuichi began "Not too long after… that happened." He took in a shaky breath and gripped Yuki's shoulders tightly. "It all went down hill…"
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Shuichi wiggled his tightly bandaged hands. His eyes winced in the brightness of the hospital as he sat up, poking at the meager lunch of onigiri in front of him.
He tensed and shut his eyes.
'Oh no.' He thought, hearing footsteps.
Pushing the tray back to its original position, he turned on his side, his face towards the window, preparing to pretend to be asleep.
"Shuichi-kun." His mother's joking voice called "Do you think I can't tell when my son is asleep?"
Shuichi relaxed.
'It's only Mom…' He thought, starting to turn around to face her, when he froze.
"The doctors are all done running tests on him. Why is he still afraid?"
Shuichi tensed and shut his eyes again.
"Well, you would be too after…" His mother snapper, her voice trailing off, then came back with her usual joking tone. "Probably to get away from you."
"From me?" His father asked
"From you." She repeated her joking tone underline with a rare hint of seriousness. "Always prodding and yelling and nagging. He's terrified of you!"
"He is not--." His father began, his voice rising, then he stopped, and he spoke in a gentle tone "Azume…" he said softly "Is he really?"
There was a beat of silence. Since he was facing away from his parents, Shuichi couldn't tell what was going on.
Then, he heard his mother's soft heels moving, the door opening and then closing.
Assuming his father had gone with her, Shuichi let out a silent sigh of relief.
"Son…"
Shuichi's eyes snapped open.
'He's… still here…'
"Shuichi. I know you're awake."
There was a weight on the bed.
"Most of all your tests came back…" His dad began, amending himself "All the needles they poke you with and blood they took… they tested it to make sure you weren't sick."
'Sick?'
"But you're not. You're perfectly healthy."
There was an awkward silence.
"I--." His father began, reaching forward to touch his son "Shuichi… look at me."
Forgetting that he was supposed to be asleep, Shuichi opened his eyes and turned so that he was facing his father's cold eyes.
"I'm…"
Shuichi narrowed his eyes. Before he could react, his father reached down and grabbed him, pulling him into his arms.
"I'm so sorry." He began "So-- so sorry."
Shuichi couldn't speak; he could only stare wide eyed past his father's shoulder.
"This is all my fault. I kept screaming at you, and it made you run…" His father's voice was fast and frantic in a way that Shuichi had never heard before. "You ran and got lost and that man found you… and he… he got there before I did!" His father choked back a sob "He… did that before I could--."
His father's words trailed off and his body was wracked by sobs.
Shuichi sat wide eyed in his father's arms. Trembling from shock. He shook slightly, and then relaxed in his father's arms, being lulled to sleep by his fathers gentle rocking and soft sobbing.
The door opened.
"What-- are you doing?"
Shuichi looked up, seeing his mothers face.
"Get-- Shu-chan, come here."
A bit confused, Shuichi reached for his mother's hand...
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"What happened?" Yuki asked
There was a moment of silence before Shuichi replied.
"I--." He began, shifting in Yuki's arms "I can't remember."
Yuki raised an eyebrow.
"Can't remember?"
Shuichi shook his head.
"I… I've tried… for years. I've tried… but… I can't remember what happened to me in that room. I can't figure out what my mother saw that day…" In a smaller voice, he added. "I'm not sure I want to know."
Shuichi let out a sigh.
"So…" Yuki began after a while, "What happened after that?"
Shuichi inhaled.
"After that." He began "Things started to change."
Yuki cocked his head.
"Change how?"
"Between my father and my mother… and between my father and me…"
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Shuichi ran his hand awkwardly along the handrail, it being too wide for him to properly grab, as he moved up the marble staircase to the upstairs floors.
"Shu-chan?" A voice called "What are you doing?"
Shuichi turned around, his purple eyes falling on his mother, standing at the bottom of the staircase, a glass tea cup in her hands.
"Papa said he'd play with me today." Shuichi replied, taking a few steps down towards her
Her mother narrowed her eyes.
"He told me to come to his office because he had a new game for me to--."
His voice was cut off as the teacup slipped from his mother's hands and crashed into pieces.
Initially not surprised, seeing as to how his mother breaks at least ten items on a daily basis, Shuichi went about his usual method of standing out of the way until the mess was cleaned.
Then, he noticed the worried look on her face.
"Mama?" He asked, carefully moving closed "What's--."
"Stop!" She shouted, holding out her hand. Shuichi tensed "T-There's glass!" She forced a hasty smile on her face "I-- I wouldn't want my Shu-chan's feet hurt."
She kneeled down, grabbing the glass.
"Ow!" She shouted, holding her bleeding fingers.
"Mom!" Shuichi shouted, running forwards
"No!" She jumped up, grabbing Shuichi and holding him on the stair "Don't worry. Mama's fine." She wrapped her arms around him "Shu. How about you play with me instead? Huh?"
Shuichi narrowed his eyes and in his mind weighed the options.
"But Papa--."
'Has been so nice to me…'
"You can play with your father at anytime. I've been so busy cleaning that I haven't seen you in a while." She hugged him tightly "You know what, Shu?" She said softly "Sometimes… I wish that... you were still a baby… ya know?" She brushed back his sweet smelling hair "That way, I could always hold you in my arms. I could always protect you… no one could ever touch you or hurt you…"
"Azume. Quit smothering the boy."
Shuichi felt his mother tense.
"After all, he's not that little anymore."
Shuichi looked up to find his father standing at the top of the stairs, a smile on his face.
"His eyes lit up."
"Right, Shuichi-kun?"
Shuichi hesitantly nodded, though Azume didn't let him go.
"You're late, Shuichi." His father stood, moving towards him
"I'm sorry." Shuichi began, turning away from his mom "Mama hurt herself."
"Your mother is a very clumsy woman, huh?"
Shuichi laughed softly, and began to advance up the stairs, only to find himself bound by his mother's arms.
"I have a present for Shuichi in my office." His father said
"Then why do you bring it out and we can open it together?" Azume asked
"We were going to play a game afterwards…"
"Then I'll play too."
"It's the kind of game only for two people."
Azume's breath caught. Shuichi cocked his head, confused.
"But, Shu-chan, just agreed to play with me today, right Shu-chan?"
She gripped his shoulders tightly, almost daring him to say no.
"It's that right, Shuichi-kun?"
Confused, and not used to his father's affection, Shuichi backed into his mother's arms.
"Shu…" His father trailed off.
Suddenly regretting his decision, Shuichi started to move towards his father.
"Shu-chan." Azume said happily, turning Shuichi to face her "Let's go make lunch! And then we can go where ever you want!"
At the mention of his mother's delicious food, Shuichi's face lit up, and he happily moved into his mother's arms as she began to lead him away.
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"It was so… weird." Shuichi murmured.
"What?"
"My mom… she was smiling and laughing like she usually does but…"
"But what?"
"She... she looked so… old. So tired and…"
"And what?"
"She looked… so scared. When she saw my father. She was shaking, and I couldn't understand why." He let out a shaky breath. "She just kept holding me, and making sure I still didn't go to my father... because…"
"Because?"
"She… she knew… what would happen next."
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Restless from his day of fun with his mother, which was abruptly cut short by the coming night time, and the sound of his father retreating to his office.
Climbing out of bed and tiptoeing across his room, he peered through the crack in his door to check and see if there was anyone in the hall.
With a sense of satisfaction that came with the realization that his mother had retired for the night and shut her door, Shuichi slowly pushed open his, and long since a master of sneaking out of his room on many midnight snack runs, he carefully avoided the portions of the floor boards that squeaked, and slowly made his way to his father's office.
The door was just barely open, only enough for Shuichi to see a strip of light from inside.
He pressed his ear gently to the door and heard silence.
"P-- Papa?"
There was a slightly squeaking noise that Shuichi figured was his father shifting in his chair. There was more silence, so Shuichi called again.
"Papa? Are you there?"
He heard a throat clear, and then his father's deep voice call.
"Shuichi? Come in."
Shuichi slowly pushed the door open just enough for him to step inside, and then returned it to its original state of partial openness.
"Shuichi-kun? What are you doing up so late?" His father asked
Shuichi shrugged and at his father's beckoning for him to come close, he moved towards the man. His father reached down and pulled Shuichi into his lap.
"Is your mother asleep?"
Shuichi nodded.
"I think so…" He said "Her door was closed."
His father let out a sigh of an emotion Shuichi couldn't pinpoint.
"P-Papa?" Shuichi asked, watching his father fiddle with paperwork.
"Yes?"
"Mama confused me today." Shuichi said, eyeing the jar of candy on his father's desk.
"How so?" His father asked, a smile on his face as he handed Shuichi a piece of candy.
"Because." Shuichi replied, slipping it into his mouth and beginning to chew "She told me… she…" He struggled to talk around the candy "She didn't want me to play with you anymore." Shuichi turned around and faced his father "But… she used to always want us to play together… I don't understand."
His father tightly pulled Shuichi into his chest, wrapping his arms firmly around him.
"Well…" He spoke softly, running his fingers through Shuichi's hair, planting gentle kisses on his head "Your mother is… well… your mother."
Shuichi giggled softly.
"She… she just doesn't want us to be together."
Not understanding what his father meant, Shuichi replied:
"But… I always want to be with you. I want to be with you like this forever."
His father's breath caught, and then a smile came to his face.
"Shuichi…" He began, tilting Shuichi's head back, placing a kiss on his forehead. "You… are perfect."
Happily content, Shuichi closed his eyes, until he felt a strange sensation on his lips. He opened his eyes.
His father was kissing him.
Too shocked to move, Shuichi froze as he felt his fathers lips move against as, at the same time, a hand slid up his shirt, brushing against the nipples on his chest.
Shuichi gasped, and his father took the moment to deepen the kiss.
'F-Father?'
Moments later, his father pulled away.
"Shuichi… you taste so… sweet." He murmured.
Shuichi's eyes widened and filled with tears.
"You… taste like strawberry."
Finally, gaining enough strength and feeling in his body to feel afraid, Shuichi started to push away from his father, wiggling in an attempt to get out of the man's grip.
"Shs. Shu…" His father said, almost scolding "Relax."
"No!" Shuichi shouted, struggling again "Papa! Don't!"
Nearly freeing himself from his father's grip, Shuichi let out an elated sigh, only to have it cut short as a loud 'OOMF' came out of his moth, as his father's foot kicked him harshly in the back, sending him landing with a thud on the stiff carpet.
"Shuichi." His father began "Quiet!"
Shuichi's screamed, clawing at the carpet trying to get his feet, only to cry out in frustration as his father grabbed his ankles, pulling him back the few inches he'd gained towards the door.
"STOP!" Shuichi screamed "Let me--."
A hand clamped over his mouth. Shuichi bit it, and when his father withdrew it to glance at his wound, Shuichi tried again, screaming out and trying to get away.
He turned on his back, only to be met with a sharp pain as his father's hand slapped across his face.
Shuichi froze.
In all of his father's screaming an insulting him, he never once hit him.
As his hand moved to caress the offending cheek, tears filled Shuichi's eyes.
"Shu."
Then, everything was still.
Realizing his father had relaxed, Shuichi jumped up, running for the door. He grasped the cold metal of the door knob in his hands, only to find his father's arm wrap around his waist, and the other cover his mouth, lifting him into the air.
Shuichi took a deep breath, as he saw the floor rushing up to him.
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A.N. You know, it took me so long to update, because I just couldn't bring myself to write this. I finally decided "What the hell? I'll do it all in one fell swoop!" and it was still difficult. Trying to do Shuichi's parents killed me, and the rape was what started to do me in. It's a really touchy topic, so I had to be careful about it, and (thankfully) omit details. But, on a happier note, I was really having some fun with a young Shu in this and past chapters. I see him in my head, and he's adorable. I also love the fact that he lives in a mansion. You didn't forget that fact, did ya? Anyways, REVIEW PLZ K THX!! I didn't get too many reviews for Broken Wings, so I'm not sure if the chapter just sucked and no one wanted to tell me, or if all of my readers are busy. Lolz. But, next chapter should be up sooner than this one… and very soon we should be getting some CHAOS THEORY (as a present to a certain fangirl who asked for some ; ). See ya next chapter!
