WARNING:
THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS GRAPHIC YAOI RAPE. IF YOU ARE REPULSED, SICKENED, REVOLTED, DISGUSTED, APPALLED, NAUSEATED, OR OTHERWISE DISTURBED BY YAOI, SHOUNEN-AI, AND FICS OF THAT NATURE, THEN DO NOT READ.
You have been warned. ^_^ Y'know, I'm really glad that I'm almost finished this fic; it's starting to go stale in my opinion.
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The city restaurant underwent as serious ramen shortage that night. Team Seven had gone there to celebrate (and because Naruto had heard they had the best ramen to be found), and they were just leaving, much to the manager's relief.
"That..." Naruto licked his lips. "...was the best ramen that has ever had the privilege of being swallowed by me!"
Sakura scoffed under her breath. Privilege? her inner self snorted. "That's funny, Naruto," she said aloud.
While the two genin proceeded to bicker, Sasuke gave Kakashi a meaningful glance.
"I'm going back to my room," he said. "See you all tomorrow...for the final round."
"Yeah, I'm going back to my room," Sakura chimed in. "Goodnight, guys!"
"Goodnight, Sakura," Naruto replied dreamily. Sasuke rolled his eyes.
"C'mon, it's time for us to rest for tomorrow, too." Kakashi inclined his head. "Oyasumi nasai." He extended the index and middle fingers of both hands and clasped his hands together.
And in a puff of smoke, the jounin was gone. Naruto arched an eyebrow. "I wish I knew how he did that..."
****
Well?
Naruto untied his hitai-ate headband and laid it on the nightstand beside his bed, firmly making up his mind to ignore the voice of the demon fox that was becoming harder to withstand.
Don't act as if you don't hear me, Naruto, the fox said angrily. Remember your promise?
The blond haired boy bit his lip. He remembered fully, but had hoped that the fox wouldn't. Again he heard those hastily-spoken words...
Whatever you say. Just give me enough power to stop these guys so Sasuke can finish his technique!
"Dammit!" Naruto muttered to himself. "Why can't I ever slow down for once?"
A sharp pain stabbed into the back of his head, making him yelp. I'm waiting, Naruto.
No.
I could force my way out, as you should know. You wouldn't want that to happen, now would you?
No!
Naruto...
"Naruto?"
The boy's head snapped up. "What?" he snapped, startled by the audible (rather than mental) sound of his name. Then he saw who was watching him.
Ryuuchi Shinzuko stood in the doorway. Naruto made a face. "What the hell do you want, bakayarou?"
For some reason, Kyubi was strangely quiet.
"Only to congratulate you on advancing to the final round," Shinzuko replied simply. "Not many people of my clan thought that Team Seven would get very far."
"And you're one of them," Naruto surmised. He wasn't liking how Shinzuko was watching at him...
"I was," the jounin corrected. "But something happened that changed my mind. And do you know why, Naru...kun?"
"Why?"
Shinzuko opened his mouth to speak, but thought better of it and said something else. "Come with me to my room, Naruto."
****
"I know that you like Kyote, Naruto, and that he likes you," he said as they walked from Naruto's room and across the expanse of grass separating it from Shinzuko's home. "But if you want to be with him, there are some things you should know."
In spite of himself, Naruto was interested. "Like...?"
Shinzuko smirked, glad that the younger one couldn't see his expression in the dark. "Kyote isn't a virgin. And, for the record, neither am I."
The blond haired boy clenched his fists. "That does it, then! I was starting to like Kyote, even if he is gay, but..." He thought for a moment. "Why aren't you...virgins?"
"Because of our father." The elder twin paused in mid-step. "Has Kyote spoken at all to you about him?"
Naruto shrugged, not knowing why he suddenly felt comfortable around Shinzuko. "Some, but only because I asked about the picture he had."
"All right." Shinzuko continued walking. "Our father Shiretsu was always a strict man. When Kyote and I were small, before Hikaru and Takara were born, he used to beat us for the stupidest things. But something happened to him after the fight with the demon fox." Naruto frowned as he listened. "He seemed...older, more ruthless. Father spent more time then ever training us after that; I have the scars to prove it. But then he took to...molesting us...and Kyote suffered from it.
Naruto looked up at Shinzuko. "Didn't you?" he muttered.
"To tell you the truth...no." The jounin opened a side door to his mansion and motioned Naruto to step inside. "My room's this way."
"And why not?"
Shinzuko shrugged. "I don't know...maybe I was born insensitive." Naruto glanced sharply at him and realized he was joking.
"Kyote doesn't remember much of what happened then—probably because he suppressed those memories—but I do. Father beat him the most since he was weak for his age. That's one of the reasons why his chakra's so low. It's been permanently stunted by all the stuff Father did. Kyote hated him then.
"After Father killed himself, though, Kyote saw that he missed him, and that he respected him...and that without his father's guidance, we were going through pure hell..." Shinzuko scowled, enraged at the memories. "That's why Kyote says he loves Father."
~Flashback~
"Kyote...I have some bad news."
The black haired boy stared at her with blue-gray eyes seemingly sharpened on steel. "Yes, Kaasama?"
Kyote's mother Natsuko sighed, glancing at the boy's older twin, who nodded. "I'll tell him, Mom." Shinzuko swallowed hard. "Kyote...Father's dead."
"Wh-what?"
"We found him in his room with...a knife...stabbed directly through his heart," Natsuko put in. "It appears that he committed suicide, since his fingerprints were the only ones found on the shuriken."
What is this? Kyote thought, puzzled and angry. Why is Kaasama talking about Father...as if he was "just another casualty"? Without another word, he tried to run but Shinzuko caught him and held him back.
"Stay here, Kyo-kun," he said huskily.
"Let go! Let me go!" The smaller boy drew back and kicked his brother. Kicked harder than he ever had in his life. Then he turned and tore down the hall, ignoring his mother and bursting into his father's room. Crying. "Father, you can't be dead! Wake up...please!"
But it was true; Ryuuchi Shiretsu's death was all too true. Covered in a black shroud, his body lay cold and pale on his bed. A black cloth hid his eyes. Kyote stared, taking in the sight in shock. Then he began screaming.
"You lied to me, Father! You said you'd always be here...to teach me all you knew! But you died!" The boy began kicking the bed frame. "I hate you! I hate you!!"
Suddenly he realized what he was doing; realized where he was. Kyote thought back to all the times his father had beaten him, recalled all the times Shiretsu had raped him, remembered each time his father had cut into him...and a tornado of sickening dizziness washed over him. Kyote turned swiftly away and threw up, was sicker than he had ever been in his life. His chest hurt, his stomach hurt, his throat hurt...and he wished he could die.
But in the midst of the gray fog of nausea and vertigo in which Kyote nearly blacked out, the trembling boy felt a pair of strong arms wrap themselves around his waist, holding him tightly. Kyote's eyes snapped open and he choked. Chills raced through his body and the boy was shivering uncontrollably.
"Calm down, Kyo-chan," a familiar voice rasped in his ear. "It's me."
"Sh-Shinzu-san..." The black haired boy wilted under Shinzuko's firm grasp. "Father..." He sniffled, resting his head on his brother's shoulder as the older one helped him out of the room.
"Don't worry, Kyote," Shinzuko said quietly. "It'll be okay."
"No..." Kyote moaned as his brother lowered him onto the younger twin's bed. "Everything will never be okay."
~End Flashback~
"Kyote tried to kill himself after that," Shinzuko continued softly. "I later told him that everyone thought he'd gone crazy." He put a hand to his head. "I think he still is." Naruto kept his mouth shut, waiting for the teenager to continue. "My mother decided to get married again soon after that, but..."
~Flashback~
"Shinzuko, Kyote, Takara, Hikaru..." Natsuko smiled, her voice nervous. "I'd like you to meet your new father. Takahiro."
Shinzuko, Takara, and Hikaru all bowed respectfully to the man. But Kyote only scowled.
"How can you be my father?" he hissed. "My father is dead."
"Kyote!" Natsuko and the man exchanged worried glances. "Excuse me for a moment." She grasped his arm, half-pulling, half-dragging the black haired boy out of the room and into the hall. Kyote resisted at first, then followed silently. He knew he was in for a lecture.
And he was right. When Natsuko turned on him, her face was livid.
"You really need to grow up and stop it with these stupid tantrums," she said angrily. "Why can't you learn to behave!"
"How am I supposed to behave when you are replacing Father?" Kyote spat.
"Listen, Kyote, I want you, Shinzuko, Hikaru, and Takara to grow up with both your parents. Takahiro can give you what I, as a single mother, can't!" Natsuko grabbed the boy by the shoulders and shook him hard. "Do you understand what you just did in there?"
Kyote clenched his fists. "How can he take Father's place," he muttered angrily. "Just tell me that!"
"I already told you! He can give you what I can't!" Natsuko's voice took on a pleading note. "Just try to behave...for your stepfather, all right? Just promise me that!" There was a tense silence. Kyote stared at the smooth wood floor.
"I can't do that," he whispered after a moment. "I can't promise." The black haired boy raised his head, exposing tear-filled eyes. "I hate him, Mom."
"But-"
"Leave me alone!" Kyote pulled away from his mother, went to his room, and slammed and locked the door.
His twin forced the lock some time later. He came over to Kyote, who was curled up on his bed. Just crying.
"That was a pretty dumb thing to do, y'know," Shinzuko said after a moment. "Kaasama's really mad about what you said about Father."
More tears pooled in Kyote's blue-gray eyes. "He's not Father, Shinzu-san," he sniffled. "Father's dead." The boy stiffened as his older twin lay a hand on his shoulder.
"I know that, Kyo-chan," Shinzuko said softly. "And I know something else."
Kyote squeezed his eyes shut more tightly. "Wh-what?"
The older boy sighed. "You were right," he whispered shakily. "Everything will never be okay."
~End Flashback~
"And it hasn't been," Shinzuko finished. "Our life has just gotten worse and worse." He stopped walking. "Here we are."
Naruto entered the large room and glanced apprehensively at his surroundings as Shinzuko locked the door. "Why were you telling me all of that stuff?" he demanded warily, suddenly feeling uneasy. "And why'd you bring me here...Shinzuko?" The teenager didn't reply.
In one smooth motion, Shinzuko brought Naruto's lips to his own. The genin's eyes widened and he attempted to pull away, but the older boy used his weight to force Naruto onto his bed. The boy tried to suck in air, but all he got was the older shinobi's tongue. Finally, Shinzuko drew back.
"Why did I bring you here?" He smiled. "Because I think I like you. And why did I tell you all of that stuff?" The teenager yanked off his headband. "Because I wanted you to know why Kyote acts the way he does, and why he's gay." Noticing a faint expression of anxiety on Naruto's face, he lightly fingered the younger one's cheek. "Are you afraid of me, little fox?" he questioned slyly.
How the fuck did I get myself into this?! Naruto gritted his teeth. He knew the answer. Because I don't stop to think. "Hell, no," he snarled at Shinzuko, who raised his hand.
The slap was surprisingly controlled, but still enough to twist a crick in his neck and fill his mouth with blood. "You will learn to fear me," the fourteen year old said quietly. "You'll learn or you will wish you had." He laughed to himself.
Naruto spat blood in Shinzuko's face. "Sh-shut up, you fucking bastard!"
"Well, at least you know why I brought you here. It's been too long since I've had a good fuck, my little koi," Shinzuko murmured, pulling off his shirt. Straddling the boy, he fervently kissed him again.
This time, Naruto clamped down on Shinzuko's tongue. Hard.
"Oy, you half-grown spitfire!" the teenager hissed, his hand bruisingly meeting Naruto's face once again. A deep red welt spread over the boy's cheek.
Determined to succeed, Shinzuko placed his lips over the blond haired boy's mouth a third time, kissing more abrasively than before. Naruto gagged as Shinzuko's tongue probed deeper into his mouth. Shit...
Get the hell out of my mouth! He bit the older boy again.
Shinzuko spat at him. "Y'know, you're making this real hard, you bastard..." Angry that Naruto wasn't responding the way he wanted, the teenager squeezed his hands around the boy's neck, cutting off his air.
Naruto struggled fiercely, but one cannot fight long without oxygen. Especially if one is pinned down by a teenager twice his size. The boy suddenly felt tired as his oxygen-starved body began to slow and shut down.
No! No...I-I can't die! I just can't!!
Unexpectedly, Shinzuko released him after a few minutes and punched his stomach. Naruto coughed violently and felt acid rise in his throat, but all he hacked up was blood.
"Now do you fear me?" Shinzuko hissed icily. His mood changes were becoming scary.
Naruto didn't reply. He bit his lip to hold back his cries and threatening tears. Shinzuko deliberately took off his pants, rubbing the boy roughly through his clothes as he did so. In spite of himself, Naruto moaned with the thrill that came as he felt himself harden.
What am I doing?!
"S-stop it..." he managed, barely able to speak through the enjoyment that rushed through him. He wanted Shinzuko; he wanted the older shinobi to love him, he—
No! Why am I enjoying this?
The teenager drew a knife shuriken and cruelly caressed his face with the blade, leaving traces of crimson. "Don't say that, Naru-chan," he whispered breathlessly. "I know that you love this too much to stop." Shinzuko bent low, brushing his damp lips across the boy's forehead as he pushed up the younger shinobi's shirt and jacket. He was thoroughly pleased with Naruto's gasps as he sucked at the twelve year old's hardening nipples. Abruptly, Shinzuko bit down hard on Naruto's bare stomach, causing the boy cried out.
"How does it feel to be bitten, little fox?" the teenager hissed with abrupt coldness. Naruto only let a tear make its way down his face. Shinzuko bit him again, this time on his neck. "Answer me!"
"I-it-it...hurts..." Naruto panted. "Shinzuko..."
The teenager snickered as he used his shuriken to slash off the younger boy's jacket and shirt, licking his lips at the torso he saw. "Take off your pants, Naruto," he ordered.
"What? N-no...!" Naruto's protest was cut short as Shinzuko slammed his fist into his stomach again. The blond haired boy retched, choking up more blood and yelling in pain.
"Do as I say!" the teenager shouted. His heart pounding fiercely, Naruto unwillingly pulled of his pants and boxers, hating the lust he saw hazing Shinzuko's sea-green eyes as his body was exposed.
The black haired teenager pressed his body over the genin's again, letting Naruto feel his straining erection. Shinzuko ran a hand through the boy's spiky, yellow hair. "You have a beautiful body, my little kitsune," the teenager purred. He asked suddenly, "Do you want me to bite you again?"
Naruto could bear it no longer. He sobbed aloud, his mood immediately becoming pleading. "Please. D-don't do it...Shinzu..."
Shinzuko slipped low. "Well, I am." He took Naruto's arousal into his mouth. The boy let out a startled cry at the pulsating heat around his shaft. What the hell-? Shinzuko was sucking on him. Naruto instinctively pushed his length further into the jounin's mouth. "Shinzuko...dammit, this feels good...but stop."
The teenager smirked as he listened, licking swift circles around Naruto's thrusting tip. I told him I'd bite him again... He slowly brought his teeth together.
A sharp pain cut through Naruto and he screamed as he came. "Why did you bite me again!?" he yelled as Shinzuko sat up.
"Because you bit me twice." The teenager kissed him again, and Naruto tasted himself in the other's mouth. He groaned into Shinzuko's mouth inadvertently as the teenager's hands slid over his smooth skin and stroked his arousal. The boy wanted to break away and run, but for some reason he couldn't move.
Stop! Please...don't do any more! Please! Just STOP!
Shinzuko slowly broke the kiss. He licked away the tears and smirked. His eyes rested hungrily on Naruto's muscular chest shaking with sobs. The teenager stroked the boy's blond locks yet again. "You know what, kitsune-koi?" he murmured. "You are so appealing when you cry."
The teenager kicked off his boxers with a sigh. He forced Naruto flat onto his back and moved between his legs. "Here we go, Naru-chan..." Drawing a deep, rasping breath, Shinzuko thrust harshly into the younger one.
Naruto screamed, choking on blood as it gushed into his throat. Before he could recover, Shinzuko stabbed out again.
"K-kami...you're so tight, Naru-chan..." the teenager moaned as he settled into the pattern of thrusting. "Maybe I should have stretched you out first..."
"Stop it! Godammit, this hurts!" Naruto choked, knowing and hating the facts that his screaming was falling on deaf ears and that his body relished the attention. "Teiryuu!!" More blood and burning acid spilled into his throat. "SHIT, SHINZUKO NO BAKA!!!!"
Shinzuko chuckled sharply and sped up, just to hear Naruto scream.
Somebody get me out of this fucking place!! An especially painful jab rippled through him. Kakashi-sensei or Sakura...Sasuke, even!! His eyes flew open as he remembered one other shinobi. K-Kyote!!!
An open hand met his tear-stained face with an echoing smack. Naruto winced, unable to stop himself from coughing up blood. He could barely catch what scant breath he had.
"I want to hear you moan, Naruto," Shinzuko ordered. "Louder!"
Naruto gripped the sheets on either side of him and squeezed his eyes shut, trying not to scream as Shinzuko shoved in harder. The teenager encased Naruto's lips in yet another passionate kiss, sucking the blood from his bruised mouth as he reached his climax. With a shudder, he came, and Naruto screamed in agony into the older shinobi's mouth.
"Perhaps...you will remember this night the next time you think of doing anything to my brother," Shinzuko rasped in Naruto's ear, obviously exhausted. He snapped his fingers and cupped his hands. A single flame appeared above them. "And if you tell anyone about this, bastard, you are dead. I will kill you with my bare hands. I was an assassin, and I've done so before. Understand?"
Perfectly. Naruto nodded, gasping for breath and not meeting Shinzuko's eyes. He was too humiliated to look up. Even though the whole of Konohagakure despised him, Naruto had never felt so violated in his life. I just want to die...to make this misery end...
Shinzuko smirked. Perfect. He blew out the flame. "Afraid of a little fire, ne, Naruto?" the teenager purred. Naruto was too scared to reply. After kissing the boy hard once more, he drew Naruto into a loose embrace and sank onto his pillow.
The teenager swiftly fell asleep.
The room was menacingly quiet.
After the boy was sure that Shinzuko was asleep, Naruto crept from the bed and snatched up his clothes. He could barely stand as he hurriedly got dressed. His hands were shaking, and it took several tries before he could pull on his torn jacket.
With an anguished curse, the boy sneaked towards the window. He tried opening it. Please...please be unlocked.
It didn't open.
Kami! Open!! The glass wouldn't budge. Shit! He threw his remaining energy into the push. Godammit all! Open the hell up!!
The window silently slid open.
Naruto doubled over and gagged on yet another gush of blood, waiting for his breathing to slow. Damn! I'm tired from just opening a window! What the hell's happening to me?!
Why did I let him do that?! I can fight...I should've known better than that...
Still shaking from what had just happened, the young shinobi climbed out, closing the window behind him. Kami...
He's going to kill me. If I tell someone about this, he'll kill me! Naruto winced as a stinging pang tore through his chest. I just know it!
What am I going to do now?!! Listen to him and suffer more?!!
Or am I going to ignore what he says and...and die...?!
God...
The bushes behind him suddenly rustled. There was an ominous footstep.
"Naruto."
Naruto spun, flinching at the pain that was stirred up. "K-Kyote-?" he rasped, his voice still raw from screaming.
The black haired shinobi appeared, a hand on his sheathed sword. "I know what happened, Naruto. I saw it coming ever since we met." His voice was flat and emotionless. "I'm sorry."
The blond haired boy tightened his fists, his nails digging into his palms and sending twinges of pain up his arms. "You knew."
Kyote scowled. "Yes."
"And you didn't do anything."
"You wouldn't let me." The black haired jounin sounded accusing.
"You dick!" Naruto shouted suddenly, his throat painfully strained. "You knew! You saw everything, but you didn't even try to stop him!"
"There was nothing I could do, Naruto. Shinzuko's much stronger than me!" Kyote retorted.
"What the fuck do you mean, 'there was nothing you could do'?!" Naruto hissed. "The least you could have done was try!"
"I am sorry, Naruto," Kyote said levelly. "But if I did that, he'd kill me."
The blond haired shinobi stepped forward, his face darkening with rage. Before Kyote could react, the boy raised his fist, punching the teenager down with one blow.
"I thought you were different, Kyote. Different from those bastards in Konohagakure," Naruto muttered ignoring the ache that clung to his body. "I thought you loved me, and that I could trust you. But no. You're just the same as all the rest! You think I'm still that damn...damn kitsune! Just like everyone else!"
Kyote scrambled to his feet, rubbing his stinging cheek. His mouth was bleeding. "You don't understand, Naruto," he muttered angrily. "If I-"
"Shut up!" Tears sprang to the boy's eyes. "Just shut the hell up!" He hung his blond head, shaking uncontrollably. The tears trickled down his face.
I shouldn't have said that. Kyote bit his lip. I don't want to see you cry, Naru-kun. The teenager touched the younger shinobi gently. "Naruto-"
"Kuso!" Naruto screamed. "Leave me alone, yaro!" Without another word, he spun out of Kyote's grasp and dashed off as fast as he could go.
Kami... Kyote scowled. Yaro...bastard... He gripped the handle of his sword.
You don't understand, Naruto. If I tried to stop him, he'd kill me...and there'd be nothing to hold him back from doing his worst...to you.
The black haired teenager slowly walked back to his room. He shivered involuntarily as a wolf somewhere in the distance howled at the moon.
And somewhere else, a fox awoke.