I'm so sorry for not updating for a while! I didn't realize just how LONG I've been making you all wait. I feel so...ashamed. I have a couple of chapters written in my notebook for you, so I'll update whenever I feel like typing those ones up. Well here you go, the third chapter!
Please excuse any misspellings. I was in a hurry to get this out, so I only spell checked half of this. -sweatdrop-
I nervously made my way to the science room. It was only 8:00, so the hallways were completely empty. I hesitantly grabbed the doorknob, ready to twist it open. I instinctively froze when I heard quiet voices inside. Sucking in some air, I slowly twisted the door open. "Ah," a voice said, "he's here." The door opened fully, revealing three people. I recognized them...Orochimaru, obviously the leader, sat on a desk closer to the door, while the two others sat one desk back on either sides of him. Symmetrical.... Kabuto was on the left and Kimimaro was on the right. Wait, Kimimaro? He's one of the kindest people I know, though...why would he be here, too? "Good thing you decided to come." Orochimaru, the voice I heard from behind the door, said. He had a huge smirk on his face. I looked at Kabuto. I wanted to slap that smirk off his face. Then I looked at Kimimaro. He held my gaze for, like, a millisecond, then he just looked down at his hands.
"What do you want...?" I asked, uncertainty clear in my voice.
"Oh, Orochimaru says, walking towards me, "we requested you come here to give us our payment for keeping your secret." My body immediately stiffened. He came about an inch away from me. I stared at my shoes. This could all just be a lie of theirs. Everybody knows I have a step-father, they're just trying to play a trick on me. He grabbed my chin, lifting my face and forcing me to make eye contact. "We're not bluffing." It was like he read my mind. "He stalked you like an animal last night. You were such a bad boy, step-daddy had to put a cock ring on for punishment! Just by looking at your face yesterday we could tell you enjoyed every minute of it." They were watching...? How?!
"J-just tell me what you want so we can get this over with, un. Do you want money? I have none on me, so maybe—"
"No. I don't want money." He cut me off mid-sentence. How rude.
"Then what...?"
"I want you to test this drug out for us. It's supposed to cure internal infections."
"I don't have any internal infections, how could we know it works, un?"
"We just need to know if it has any side effects." He told me.
"Like death." I stared wide eyed at Kabuto. This can't possibly cause death! This is way too dangerous.
"The drugs I created will certainly not cause death." Kimimaro assured me. He cast an angry glare at Kabuto.
"You never know." He shrugged.
"Just do it." Orochimaru glared at me, before casting the look to Kimimaro. Hesitantly, Kimimaro handed Orochimaru a scary looking syringe with a needle attached to it. The syringe was filled with a thin purple liquid. I stared at it. Orochimaru grabbed my arm, giving Kabuto enough time to restrain the rest of me. Kimimaro placed a tourniquet on my arm, tightening it. I winced slightly. Right now, I wasn't in a very comfortable position right now. I had to do this, all to keep this horrid secret, well, a secret. I closed my eyes and let Orochimaru stick the needle into my vain.
"Ow, un." I said, wincing again.
"There. Come back here at the end of the day. Tell us everything."
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First period was fine. I had no trouble concentrating and I didn't die!
Second period was...okay. I started to get a slight head ache and a little nauseous. If this keeps up, maybe I am going to die...
Third period sucked. It had nothing to do with the drugs, it just sucked. That's because we had P.E. I pretty much suck at the 'running of the laps' and we had to play dodge ball, when everybody turns on me. Even my own team.
Ah, lunch. Because of this stupid drug, I had lost my appetite. Even seeing the cafeteria food made me want to puke. It always made me want to hurl, but this time, a lot more.
A weird thing happened at lunch today. To keep the contents of my breakfast safely in my stomach, I decided to sit outside in the courtyard. I rested my back on an overly large tree and closed my eyes, inhaling fresh cafeteria-food-free air.
"Um...excuse me?" A voice broke me free of quiet. "Do you mind if I sit by you?" I opened my eyes to lightly glare at whoever was talking to me. Oh, it was Haku. Another fem-boy. I shuffle over a bit giving him room to sit. We were shoulder to shoulder now. My whole body stiffened once his skin touched mine. I forced myself to relax. If I was so tense, I'd probably freak the boy out a little. Neither of us talked. The courtyard remained silent. I closed my eyes again, leaning my head on the tree.
"Your name is Deidara, right?" He asked me nervously. I nodded.
"Yeah. Iwa Deidara, un."
"I'm Haku."
"I know, un." I said, giving him a tiny (and when I say tiny, I mean tiny) smile.
"How did you know that?"
"Everybody said you fucked one of the teachers. Zabuza, I think, un." I replied honestly. I probably should have been so...blunt. He noticeably stiffened. "Um...sorry, un."
"I-it's okay." He said quietly, nervously. "It's just a rumor that got spread somehow. If any of the teachers found out, Zabuza-sensei could get fired!" A look of utter horror crossed his face.
"So it's true?" He nodded.
"Don't tell anybody. I don't want Sensei to lose his job because of me. That would be horrible!" I nodded. "I can't even be around him anymore because of those rumors. They're poisoning our relationship!" He looked sad, heartbroken. "It's a horrible feeling. To know I can't even call him..."
"Well it's understandable that Zabuza-sensei is trying to play it safe, un. Maybe he's trying to protect you?" Did I seriously just say that? What the hell?
"Maybe..." I actually was thinking the exact opposite. He's tearing Haku apart, it was clearly obvious.
"Do you still love him, un?"
He thought for a moment, "yes." He said quietly, looking down at his hands.
"E-even after he pretty much abandoned you?" I didn't understand. How could he still love him?
"When the rumors clear, I'll be able to go to his house again. I just need to be patient."
"...it must be hard..." I replied.
"Absolutely." He smiled and looked me in the eye. His eyes...he was crying. My heart hurt like mad. I suddenly felt the urge to hug him, to let him cry on my shoulder.
But I didn't.
Instead, I awkwardly put my hand on his shoulder in (what I was hoping) to be a comforting gesture. I let him cry, gave him all the time he needed. And that let me think for a little bit. Memories flooded through my head in a wild rush.
'I sobbed loudly as 'he' crawled on top of me, pinning my arms to the bed. "W-what are you doing?!" I screeched as loud as I could. This felt so wrong. 'He' was another man!! Guys should do things like this. 'He' shouldn't be doing this to me. "This is wrong, un! Stop it!"
He smirked. "Ah, you're so adorable, Dei-chan." My eye twitched. My name is Deidara, NOT 'Dei-chan'. He licked my cheek. I shut my eyes tightly. Oh my God, this couldn't be happening...
"Stop it, un." I demanded once 'he' moved his mouth to my chest, sucking on my nipples. I knew this was rape, but when he did that, a shudder of pleasure rippled through me. I began to kick my legs.
"It doesn't look like you want me to." 'He' replied, letting my arms go, ignoring the constant leg kicking I was doing. "Get on your hands and knees." My eyes widened.
"No, un!" I made a run for the door. He grabbed the waistline of my jeans before I even got close. He took a hold of my waist, dropping my jeans and underwear to my knees. I struggled as best as I could. In a split second, he filled me. I screamed in agony at the pain and the realization that this wasn't a dream. This was real. And it had begun. He laughed in ecstacy, covering my mouth with his hand so the neighbors wouldn't hear. He pounded into me again. Tears ran down my face as the muffled screams came pouring out.
By the time it was over, my tears were dried up and my voice was gone. This man. This horrible man just stole my virginity.'
"Deidara?" Haku asked, sniffling a bit. He looked worried.
"Yeah, un?" I asked, snapping back to reality.
"Are you okay?"
"I-I'm fine, yeah. Sorry." I gave him a weak smile. That random flashback took me by surprise.
"No, I should be sorry. I'm talking too much."
"It's fine, un. I got to learn a little about you, yeah. I don't really talk personally to many people."
He smiled shyly, cutely. "Just promise not to tell anyone that. It's a secret."
"Sure, un. Not a soul." The bell rang just when my sentence finished. That was pretty cool.
"Thanks, Deidara. Want to eat lunch together again tomorrow?"
"Same time, same place." I agreed. "See you Haku, un."
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Fourth period was kind of bad. My headache got so bad I went to the nurses office to lay down.
I spent fifth period, my last class, in the nurses office sleeping. It took me a while to actually get to sleep. Because of 'him', doctors and nurses make me nervous.
I got out of my bed, quickly thanking the nurse for letting me stay there. Sakura-sensei smiled and told me to take it easy. She went back to some paperwork before I could even think about smiling back. I left the room quickly. Now I had to get to the science room and tell them about my headache, nausea, and slight fatigue.
"It gives you nausea?" Kimimaro asked me.
"Yeah, un. And it gave me a huge headache. Made me a little tired, too. I don't know if that was the drugs affect, though. I didn't get much sleep last night."
"That's no good." Kimimaro muttered to himself. "I'll have to tell the other two later. I'll try my hardest to fix it." Right now, it was just me and Kimimaro in the room. I was glad about that, the other two made me feel uneasy. Suddenly, the strangest feeling overcame me.
"Um...d-do you have anymore of the drug? Before you change anything, maybe we could try a bigger does, un?" What the hell am I saying?!
"Um..." Kimimaro thought for a second. "I don't think so. A bigger dose just might do the trick and...kill you."
"I think it's a good idea, Kimimaro." My head snapped to the door. Orochimaru and Kabuto are now present.
"Orochimaru...it could kill him."
"We already talked about this. This drug right here, "he took the need out of his uniform pocket, "could save millions! We need to do what we can to save those sick people, right?"
"But—" The needle was handed over to me and I eagerly stabbed it into my arm, forgetting about that tourniquet they used last time.
"We'll see how two doses goes for you, 'Dei-chan'. He smirked at me as I stiffened. "Time to go home to step-daddy. Have fun!"
I left the room in anger. Damn them.
----
I walked home slowly, wanting to avoid 'him'. If mom isn't home, he's going to want to do stuff to me. She's probably not going to be home anyway. She's always somewhere other than home.
"I'm home, un." I said quietly.
"Welcome back, pet." 'He' said to me from the living room. I have a sneaking suspicion mom isn't home right now. "Come here, Dei-chan." He called. I cringed, took off my shoes, and obeyed. He was sitting on the couch casually watching T.V. "Come closer." He motioned with his finger. I did, but only by life, a step. "Get over here now." He said in a dangerous tone. I stood in front of him while he glared at me. He grabbed my eyes in one movement and pulled to gloves off. Their tongues peeked out of their mouths. He pulled me closer to him, holding onto my wrists, then he put both hands on his crotch. "You know what to do, boy." He told me. Of course I did. I did it all the time. He loves it. I crawled onto his lap and unzipped his jeans, pulling his penis out. 'He' decided not to wear underwear that day. I held a firm grip on his length and pumped him up and down. Right and Lefty wrapped themselves around his length, occasionally touching each other, giving me a tingle of pleasure. I hated myself for submitting so fast, for letting him make me do this.
"Go faster." He demanded. I picked up the pace. The saliva from Righty and Lefty coated his entire penis, making it much easier for me to go as fast as he wanted. He let out a loud moan a she came on his stomach and my hands. Right and Lefty eagerly tried to devour it, but I quickly pulled my hands away, ridding myself of the substance. They had no throats, what were they supposed to do with seed in their mouths?
He groaned. "Now look what you did. My shirt's all messy." He pushed me off his lap and I hit the ground hard. "I never planned to get messy." Ah. He's mad at me now. But how was I supposed to help it? He should have taken his shirt off.
I looked around the room. Spotting my gloves, I picked them up and put them on. "Now I'm going to have to do laundry. This deserves punishment. Hm..." he thought about it for a moment, "you're going to make up excuses about this, aren't you? You didn't mean to get my shirt messy, that's what you're going to say, right?"
"I—"
"How about you lose your voice. Perfect." He got up and moved to the closet. I was in the way, so he gave no though of avoiding me. He stepped on my thigh, leaving a thobbing ache in its place.
"Ow, un..." I muttered to myself.
"Your voice is gone, Dei-chan." I think I'm just going to have to force you to shut up, you obviously can't do it yourself." He pulled something out of a brown box on the top shelf. I've never seen it before. It looked kind of scary, though. He laughed at my troubled look.
"It's probably not going to hurt you." He told me. 'Probably'? That worried me even more. I hope it doesn't hurt me. I wonder if it goes up my ass or something. Maybe not, it didn't look like it was long enough to stick down there. It was pretty much a ball attached to, what it looks like, leather.
"This'll keep you quiet." He promised me. He wrapped it around my head. Oh, the ball thing was like a gag. It went in my mouth. I tried biting down on it, but that didn't do anything. I couldn't talk, only noises made in my throat came out, and that was quieter then it should be, too. "I liked you voice," he said with a pout, "but this is fun, too. You look adorable." I glared heatedly at him. He stood in front of me, eye me.
Then he ponced. My back hit the floor roughly and he made no haste to take off my shirt. He stared at my chest for a moment. His mouth hit my belly and I could feel him bite my flesh, leaving marks everywhere he possibly could without making it obvious. I tried to make a sign that pain was obviously a factor for me, but that gag stopped anything from coming out. His mouth made it's way to my pants, unzipping it. He pulled that down to my ankles, my underwear falling along with it. I struggled to get away, I didn't want this! His mouth hit the hair just above my dick, but he didn't go any farther than that. I guess he figured it was his time for pleasure—not mine. His teeth tugged on my hair and I tried to let out a soft gasp. I could feel him smirk against my skin. In one quick movement, I was on my hands and knees, automatically submitted to what he wanted. A sudden feeling of tiredness washed over me. I didn't have enough strength to fight back. Too much went on today.
With one quick thrust, he was in me. I could feel my eyes water. My agonized scream was muffled. Maybe this thing was good? He can't hear how much I'm hurting right now. I'm sure he loves hearing my pain. He gave another thrust and shoved into me. He wasn't even looking for that spot that makes me see stars. It's just his satisfaction he's concerned about. He laughed sadistically and slammed into me, grasping my hips so tightly it felt like I was going to start bleeding. He grunted as he thrusted into me again, but this time he stayed inside. He grabbed the tips of my hair and pulled, my head recoiling with it. My eyes widened a little bit. He smirked at me. "You're such a slut, Dei-chan. Look at you! You're panting, your face is flushed, and you're sweating like a whore! I'm quite ashamed at you, really." He left go of my hair, letting my head fall forwards. Then he grabbed my length. "And look at this! Your cock is rock hard! How pathetic." He squeezed my sex, a silent grunt coming out through my throat. I felt so ashamed of myself...
I closed my eyes, trying to pretend I was somewhere else. It was hard considering what's happening right now. Tears dripped from my closed eyes, sliding down my cheeks. It hurt. Event though I go through this so much, it still hurts like hell.
A loud screech filled the room and I immediately opened my eyes and lifted my face. 'His' thrusting stopped.
Oh my God.
Mom.
She fell to the floor, he eyes wide in shock. She stared at my pathetic looking face and then stared at 'him' and over our position.
"What...what are you doing to my son?!" She asked, her voice gradually getting louder. There was no way he'd get out of this one.
"What does it look like?" He asked her, taking himself out of me, zipping his pants up. She was at a loss for words, her mouth opening and closing like a goldfish. I really didn't blame her.
She looked at my mouth and my eyes. She better realize I was NOT enjoying this. "My baby..." She mumbled to herself, tears filling her wide eyes.
He pushed me aside, my stiff body rolling on it's side. I recovered quickly, desperate to at least put on my pants. Once I was covered, I tore that gag off.
"Aiko," he said, "can you keep this a secret for me?"
She didn't answer.
"Hunny?"
She shakily got back on her feet. "Oh my God, I've got to tell the police!" She made a quick dash for the door, but 'he' caught her before she could turn the doorknob.
"Come into the kitchen with me, we should talk this over." She hesitated, torn between me, 'him' and that door.
"Fine." She finally said.
I waited for what seemed like eternity. "Deidara, come here." 'He' called. I drew in a breath of air and obeyed.
"How could you do that to your own step-son?!" She asked in horror, still unable to comprehend his answers. He let out an irritated sight. He slowly got out of the seat he was occupying and stood beside me, grabbing my arm.
"Just look at him, Aiko! God," he grabbed my hair and forced my head up. "Just look at him!"
"Even if you're not his real father, you're still a father figure to him! Imagine how much you messed up his head!" She shrieked at him. 'His' hold tightened on my head. I whimpered slightly. "Stop it! You're hurting him!" She jumped from her seat, attempting to take me away from him.
"He can tough it up. You're pampering him too much! I'm just showing him some tough love. I'm introducing him to the real world."
"RAPING your fucking step-son is NOT tough love! That's illegal!"
"Nobody's going to find out."
"Oh, yes they are. I'm calling the police and dragging your ass to jail, you monster."
"No you're not." He smirked at her expression. "Now, lovely, can you keep a secret?" He let go of my hair, got up from his chair, and grabbed a knife. "Because I can." A blindingly fast motion. I couldn't believe what just happened. Her life was fading away before my very eyes. In a moment, she was gone.
I didn't even notice that I was screaming. Tears ran down my face and harsh sobs emitted the silent room. "Mommy..." I sobbed, running over to her still body. "No, Mom!" I held her close to me, putting my head on her chest, frantically looking for a heartbeat, looking for SOMETHING that would prove mom still had a chance to survive. Something! Anything... There was none. My hair was covered in blood now. She was dead. I was covered in her blood...
"Hm..." 'He' thought out loud, "how are we going to cover this up?"
"You killed mom, un! You KILLED her!"
"Yep. It was a shame, too. I rather liked her.
"You're a monster."
He ignored my comment. "A burgalor?" No, suicide maybe? No, she's already dead. It'd be far more effective if there was a note. Hm...yeah, sure. We'll do a murder. You and me were taking a walk. We had a small quarrel and decided to sort things out with a walk. After ten minutes, we came back, and she's dead. You tried to look for a heartbeat, that's why you're full of blood. As long as you stay with this story, we'll both be fine. I'm calling the police now."
My whole body felt numb. I caught bits of what he was telling the police, my mind has numbed as well.
"They're on their way. If you don't stick with the story, you're next!" He threatened.
"Then kill me." I replied. I wanted to die. I really did this time.
"I'd rather not if I didn't have to." He told me. He sat beside the lifeless body of my mother. "I didn't want to kill her. It's all your fault. I hope you realize that." He said, holding her hand in his.
"How's this my fault?" I yelled in horor, "it was all you!"
"If you had begged her not to, she wouldn't have tried to get the police involved."
"But—"
"You know it's true, Deidara. She would have stopped. You killed her. It was you." Tear continued to roll down my face. The way he's saying it makes me...believe it. Yeah, she would have stopped. If I told her not to get the police, she'd still be alive right now.
"You're going to be questioned. Stick with the story. Don't say anything about who killed her, okay?"
"Okay." I said quietly. I swallowed the saliva filling my mouth. It hurt, my throat was burning from all that crying.
A knock on the door filled my ears. The room was silent after.
"Showtime."
Ah, about Sakura-sensei. I know she must be a lot younger then Deidara, maybe just by a couple years since Shippuden, but let's just ignore that, shall we? Hehe.
Also, I just wanted to point out (very randomly) that I'm completely and utterly obsessed with The Nightmare Before Christmas. Ahhh, I LOVE it!
Oh, and I'll mention 'His' new job sooner or later. -wink-