Okay, I will warn – this is very disturbing and is rated M for a reason as it includes a rape scene. I don't go graphic with it so it is mostly implied but that doesn't make it any less disturbing. Also warning for a mentally insane character who lost his sense of reality completely. This is written for the Citrus Mundras challenge so hopefully, it's good. It is also written for the Digimon All Seasons Server for the song 'I know where I've been' from Hairspray.
It had been nine years on the date of today and while Oikawa didn't treat him horribly, the small touches, the stroking of his hair made Cody feel more like a possession than an actual person. Today, he was 18 and he looked out the window of the "safe house" he was kept in, but he felt it was another name for the slavery that befell him now. Cody sat on the bed of the room, placing his hand on the glass. Over the past nine years, he had made many attempts to escape but nothing seemed to work. Oikawa would always catch him and bring him right back.
He jumped slightly as he heard the doorknob turn and Oikawa stepped inside.
"Hiroki," Oikawa said softly, slowly approaching him.
"I'm not my father," Cody said – it was what he always said but it fell on deaf ears like it always did.
"No," Oikawa said stubbornly. "I recognise your eyes. MaloMyotismon…he explained to me what happened, what went wrong. To separate us, they attacked you and made you become a young child. But my patience has finally been rewarded, Hiroki. We can be together now." He grabbed a hold of Cody's arm.
Cody's eyes widened, a shiver running down his body. The look in Oikawa's eyes was almost wild – he wanted to fight, he wanted to tell him to stop but Armadillomon was gone. He had never been able to escape here in the past nine years so what would be different about today?
"Oikawa, I am not Hiroki Hida," Cody said, trying to pull his arm free but the fire that danced in Oikawa's eyes was not to be dimmed. "Please…don't."
"It's okay, Hiroki," Oikawa said, pulling him into his arms and inhaling his scent. "You smell so good, Hiroki. I've waited so long – I've waited so long for this day. So many years, so many days. After today, we'll become one."
Cody stared, wide-eyed, beginning to squirm as he was pushed down on the bed, another shiver leaving him. He could kick off – he could kick off and run, maybe he would even escape and be able to find the other DigiDestined but he had been here for so many years and they knew that. They knew he had been trapped here so would they even accept him? Even if they did, Oikawa had defeated them once so why couldn't he do the same again? The pulling of clothes brought Cody's attention back to the current situation, heart clenching in his mouth as he felt Oikawa's mouth nip him here and there.
"Stop it, please," Cody said. "Oikawa…" He knew his words would have no effect. The number of times he had asked Oikawa to let him see his Mother again or at least let his friends visit here had fallen on deaf ears numerous times. He hadn't even acknowledged them, only saying that he was all Cody needed in his life.
"It's okay," Oikawa spoke in what sounded like an almost soothing tone, pressing his lips against Cody's. "You don't need to be scared. I won't hurt you. I want to make you feel good."
Cody shook his head, about to say something more but a sudden sensation in his body caught him off guard and he shuddered. That was an odd feeling – there was a pleasure but also discomfort, trying to move away from the intrusive hands.
Oikawa laughed but there was nothing warm about the laugh as he kissed Cody again. "That felt good, didn't it? Do you want more?"
Cody shook his head, opening his mouth to say no but was cut off by another gasp. He covered his mouth to stifle the gasps and soft cries that left him but could only muffle them until Oikawa grabbed his hand.
"Don't hide your pleasure," Oikawa said softly. "I want to make you mine, right here, right now." He bit down into his neck, before sucking at the pressure point causing another gasp to leave Cody. He wanted to tune this out, to somehow block out what was happening but every few seconds, Oikawa would do something that would make him cry out or moan in response, hating himself for it.
No matter how much he mentally prepared himself for what was to come, nothing could prepare him for the stabbing pain of the intrusion. The feeling that he was being ripped to pieces. He could not hold back his screams because it didn't matter how slow Oikawa went…it hurt. Tears fell down his cheeks even as the older man pulled out and he curled into a ball. He gripped tightly onto the blanket that Oikawa gave him, shivering both from the fact that he was bare and from what had just happened. This was the reason Oikawa had kept him healthy and alive all of these years. Armadillomon…wherever you are, please find a way back. I don't…I don't know how to survive this anymore.