Okay kittens, here is the next chapter of Precious.
I won't lie to you this chapter isn't going to be pleasant. But it will give you a better idea of just what Kakashi went through as a kid before he was adopted by Minato.
Again, it won't be pretty.
Just remember that you were warned. And if you feel that you can't read this chapter then I encourage you to skip it.
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His head snapped up and he stared wide eyed at the naked and aroused middle aged man standing in the door way with a dark look on his face. He couldn't move. He was trying too, but his body suddenly felt so heavy and weak that it simply wouldn't listen to his brain.
The man stared at him for a second before smiling. His lips curving up in a sick parody of a normal smile. "Kashi-chan, you were watching." Kakashi wanted to shake his head no, to deny everything but couldn't, the evidence of what he had seen was all over his pants legs and shoes.
The aweful smell making his stomach roll as if he were going to puke again.
Kakashi made a distressed hiccuping sound and tried to stand up, he wanted very much to run away and hide somewhere in the house, but couldn't seem to get his legs to work no matter what he tried. "Did you like what you saw Kashi-chan?" The man asked as he started to reach for him and all at once Kakashi's mind started working again and he managed to throw himself back away from the guy's hand, his small body smacking into the wall behind him and he snarled.
"Touch me and I'll tell!" And he would. He'd tell anyone and everyone who would listen, just what this man and his foster father had been doing to his foster sister, Rin. The man stopped for a second and shrugged his shoulders and made like he was going back into the bedroom, and for a second. Some part of his mind cheered.
Yay! We're home free!
He took a quick glance towards his bedroom door, just down the hall and knew that if he could get to it and lock the door that he'd be fine. He glanced back at the door, noted that it was closing and decided to try and make a run for it. He took two steps forward when the bedroom door was flung open and the man grabbed him by the back of the shirt, lifting him up off of the floor and hauling him into the bed room where he had seen Rin and the guy messing together.
He flailed his little arms, he yelled, he kicked, he scratched and bit at the man's hands and arms but it didn't do anything. He was thrown down on the bed and was only a little bit aware of the fist that was swung his way.
The man's fist connected with his forehead and he felt the skin break under the force of the blow as his eyes rolled back in his head and everything started fading in and out. He lay on the bed, shaking and trying to breath, his head throbbing and aching so badly that he felt he was going to be sick again. He blinked back tears and tried to sit up but couldn't. He just didn't seem to know how too at that second.
It was like his knowledge and basic motor functions had been erased by that blow to his head. He was dizzy, moving hurt. He felt a pair of big hands grasp one of his ankles and jerk off his shoe, then felt it drop like a piece of lead as his other ankle was grabbed and his other shoe was jerked off then dropped and he managed to lift his head a little bit. A fraction of an inch as he felt those same hands running along his legs in a slow, lingering caress that made his skin crawl as those same hands rubbed up against his crotch.
He sobbed and tried to sit up again, tried to push those hands away from him when he felt the hands messing with the front of his pants an instant before he became aware that he was being stripped. He felt his hips come up off fo the mattress and cool air against his skin and he let out the loudest most terrified scream as he came up swinging, not really caring that he was still dizzy, that his head was hurting.
He had nothing on his mind anymore but escape.
He clipped the man with his fist and was back handed so hard that his head snapped to the side on his shoulders, the jarring action hurting his neck and back as he toppled over and tried to push himself upright again but couldn't when he felt something heavy straddle his stomach, not quiet pressing down on him, just holding him in place and he looked up at the furious look on the man's face as he growled, "If you like using your mouth so much then do it right-"
Kakashi started to open his mouth to ask him what he meant when something long and thick and hard was shoved into his mouth, all the way back into his throat, and he couldn't breath. He thrashed, around and tried to pull back, but the man had a good grip on him, his fingers grasping Kakashi's hair on either side of his head and he was forcing his head to move in a strange rocking motion.
Kakashi started to black out as tears slipped down his face, he felt something spatter against the back of his throat and started coughing as the thing was taken out of his mouth, still dripping a strange creamy white liquid that stained his lower lip, his chin, and ran down his neck. He lay there coughing and shaking, his body spasming like crazy as the man got off of him and grasped his hands and pulled them above his head.
"Rin come here."
Kakashi blinked his eyes several times and felt something small and light move towards his feet and jerked his head up to look at Rin.
God in heaven, he had forgottent hat she was even in the room. Had she been there the whole time? Watching what this man did to him? Kakashi stared at her for a second as she sat down on his legs, just below his knees and looked at the man.
Her normally warm and innocent eyes were blank, and lifeless. As if she were dead or something and that's when Kakashi realised that she was. She was as dead as a living person could be.
"Rin. Show Kashi-chan how to play your favorite game." The man said as Rin looked at Kakashi and smiled and pulled his underwear down just above his knees and touched him. Kakashi started crying again. His mind reeling in shock and horror as she opened her mouth and leaned over him and took his private place into her mouth.
He screamed and jerked, trying to free his hands of the painful grip on them as Rin worked on him. His body trapped, his mind numb he stopped struggling after a while and just lay there crying and whimpering as she stopped sucking him and moved up to straddle his hips and sat down on him hard.
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Kakashi woke up in his bed with a strangled cry as he clawed at his throat with his finger nails until it was raw and bloody, he jerked himself upright and sat there in the soft first rays of light from the sun and panted as he grabbed the covers and threw them off and quickly scrambled out of his bed and across the room so fast that he almost tripped over his own feet.
It had been over at least three moths since he had last had that nightmare and he couldn't stop himself from collapsing to the floor on his knees and crying. It just hurt so much.