Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. If I did, I won't be able to make or even draw something like this series.
Warning: They will be mature content, non-con, bro-con, OOCness and BL. Don't like, don't read.
SIBLINGS
Schizophrenia. I was surprised and yet it was expected for me to developed another personality. It would have been quite a shock if I didn't, considering my past. I was so afraid Naruto would hate me and think lowly of me if he somehow got hold of my condition, and so I persuaded the counselor in charge of me to keep it a secret from anyone, especially my family. Little did I know that what I have done would bring misfortune to my family.
It was just like any other day when it happens. I was having another headache the night before and so I decided to take the day off from school, again. Across my room, I could hear the constant tripping and cursing of my little brother, Naruto. I almost chuckled in amusement if not for the pain invading my head.
After another round of tripping, Naruto finally got out of his room, screaming that he was late and was out of the house after yelling a not-so-quiet "Ittekimasu". I sat up and looked at the retreating form of his figure when suddenly my subsiding pain came back full throttle and I was clutching at my head, almost tearing out my thinning hair. I even thought of banging my head on the headboard when it calms down.
I sighed in relief and made to get up from the bed. Cold hard floor met warm feet and I flinched a little at the temperature. It was a little too cold for a mid-spring. I walked towards the adjoined bathroom in my room and I looked at my reflection in the mirror.
Staring back at me was a man in his late teens. His hair was a mess, and stubble were growing on his once flawless skin. His eyes had a black ring surrounding them due to the sleep deprivation and he stared back at me with the familiar dead eyes that I seems to get used to look at.
I sighed. I looked horrible. I feel horrible. All of me felt horrible. I even smelt horrible. Deciding to take a bath, I turned the hot water.
Undressing myself, I went under the hot water and sigh at the feel of cleaning myself. It has already been a few days since I took a shower. It was hard considering Naruto was in the same house. It kept haunting me as I kept staring at him unconsciously. It made me feels sick to the stomach thinking like that to my own little brother, but deep inside my mind, a voice was telling me otherwise.
For the past few days, the staring has become even worse. From the way he walks, the way he talks, the way his lips turned into the cutest pout and to the way his plump lips seemed so inviting every time he would look and talk to me. The way he moves his body seemed like he was inviting me to….I shook my head at the mental image and bang my head on the tiles when the pain came yet again.
It seems to happeneverytime I thought about the blond enigma that is my own little brother. This could not happen forever. I need to think of a way to get rid of whatever is happening to me and settled this once and for all.
I continued to wash myself when I cursed as I saw my throbbing hard-on. I cannot believe I would get hard just thinking of Naruto. The voice in my head just seems to enjoy my predicament. Just to feel good about making it furious, I turned the hot water off and continued showering with cold water. The headache came back, but only for a little while.
I got out of the shower after my little problem calms down. Drying myself using the towel I grabbed from the rack, I got out of the bathroom and got dressed.
I went out of my room a moment later and went downstairs to the kitchen. Suddenly the ringing of our phone crashed the impending silence in the house. For a moment, my heart jumped a little at the shrilled ringing. Fortunately, I managed to composed myself and went to pick up the phone.
"Hello?" My voice was raspy from the lack of use and my throat hurt from dryness.
"Kurama-kun?" The sweet voice of my mother was laced with concerns and worry when she heard me. "Are you okay? Is the headache still there?" I rolled my eyes at that. She could be so overprotective at times.
"I'm fine, mother. My throat is just a little dry." I could hear her sigh of relief.
"That's great. Don't forget to take your medicine." Again, I rolled my eyes. "Ah, that's right, I'm calling to tell you that I'm going home tonight. I will bring Harashi-san with me to check up on you." At that name, I gritted my teeth. How I hated that name. Since he came to our family, he's been acting like he's one of us. Of our family. I hated that. No one could ever replace my dad, nor become like my dad.
"Sure, mother. Be careful on the road." Despite hating the man, I know that mother would get angry if I mention that to her and I really don't want to argue with her on the phone. Kitaka-san aside, Naruto would be thrilled when he heard that mother will be back. He's been whining all the time and it was really taking a toll on me.
I glanced at the grandfather clock in the living room and was surprised that it was almost eleven. 'Who knew I could take really long shower?' I chuckled at my own thought. Deciding to make a combination of late breakfast and early lunch, I got ready to prepared the ingredients when I saw the notes on the countertop.
'Kurama-nii-san, there's onigiri in the fridge. Eat it before eating your medicine. Love, Naruto'
Smiling to myself at the love part, I went to the fridge and get the onigiri, ignoring the little voice that corrects me that it was 'Naruto's handmade onigiri'.
This is really getting annoying. Sooner or later, I won't be able to control myself and I was scared of what would happen then. I decided to just ignore the voice in my head this time. Eating the onigiri-silently complimenting the taste- I walked towards the living room, sitting on the couch, flipping through the channel with my free hand.
When nothing interest me, I changed to reading instead. Still eating the onigiri, I kept flipping through the pages, not really reading as my mind wandered off. Unconsciously, I began drifting off to sleep, ignoring the other voice in my head to wake up and eat my medication.
When I woke up, it was to the sound of Naruto's voice. It was sweet and inviting. He was calling my name, and I decided that I really liked it when he called my name. I opened an eye and was bulging out both of them when I saw the scene before me.
Naruto's lips were mere inches to mine, his breathing could be heard and it sound sexy to my ears. He was still calling my name, asking me to wake up. When he caught me staring, he grinned and made a move to stand. Without thinking, I grabbed his hand, startling him and crashed our lips together.
He gasped at my move and as an opportunis, I took the opportunity to slipped my tongue inside his warm cavern. He tasted like mint. We fought for dominance and moments later could hear Naruto's sensual moans around the living room.
When we broke free to gain the ever important oxygen-which I cursed since it made me broke the kiss- Naruto finally regains himself and tried to form a coherent words.
"Y-You…N-nii-san…y-you…we…We shouldn't be doing something like this!" He yelled. I smirked at him.
"Says the one who was moaning." He blushed cutely at that remarks. Then he glared at me. I was momentarily stunned at that reaction.
"You caught me off guard!" He screamed. He made to move from his position on my lap, but again, I grabbed his wrist. He seemed to expect the move as he slapped my hand away.
All of a sudden, a rage boils inside me. Furious, I grabbed his hand a little tighter and dragged him towards my room. I threw him to the bed and kissed him again. He was caught off guard and ceased his struggling for a while. But that was all I needed as I tied him to the bedpost with the fabric I tore from his school uniform.
He glared and yelled something like "Hey, that's my school uniform!" but I ignored him and opted to attacked the delicious looking nipple serve before my eyes. Back on my mind, I know that this is wrong, yet I couldn't stop myself. I've been craving this from the very beginning. It only grows when father died and mom is seeing another.
Ignoring all the unimportant thought, I focused on the things in front of me. "Soon you'll be mine, forever and ever, Naruto." Naruto, who was still struggling, stopped and looked at me with his beautiful azure eyes bulging out.
"Are you crazy! I'm your brother. We shouldn't be doing this!" He pleaded. I almost stopped at the pleading eyes he directed towards me. But when I saw the delicious looking sight he gave off, all the thought was thrown out the window.
I started ravaging his upper body immediately, him still pleading me to stop. I couldn't and wouldn't stop. I need to release this build up tension I've been keeping for who knows how long. I need to settle this. I NEED to stop my pain and he was the only one who can. My only angel.
I licked and nipped and played with his erect nipple. Naruto tried hard to keep himself from moaning out and kept biting his lips until blood seeped out. seeing this, I quickly kissed him to prevent Naruto any more self-harming towards himself.
"Don't hurt yourself." I said in a low voice. He shivers at my voice and almost gave up when I started trailing my hand towards the southern region of his body. He jerked his body forward and started struggling again.
"P-please, Kurama-nii-san. Please stop this. If you continue, I will never forgive you." I stopped at that. 'Naruto wouldn't possibly hate me, would he?' I asked myself.
"I'll take my chances, Naru-chan." I said instead. Naruto would never be able to hate me. He won't. He can't. Because I'm his beloved nii-san after all.
I continued my trailing and finally tugged at the waistband of his pants. Naruto kept struggling and I was getting annoyed at that. After another tugging and another struggling, I snapped. I slapped Naruto on the cheeks. Hard. He was stunned and I could see beads of tears staining his eyes. I tugged at his pants again, harder this time, and I finally managed to take it off Naruto. He was crying by now, but I put it into the back of my mind. I have already gone this far, and I would not live in peace if I stop now.
I could already see my angel's half erect penis through the thin fabric of the boxer. Deciding I cannot wait any longer, I ripped the boxer in one swift moves and taking in the sight behold in front of me. Naruto was truly beautiful in every way. He kept struggling to keep himself hidden and I found that a cute thing to see.
Not wasting any time, I started licking the precum dripping off his cute little penis and he jerked forward, probably not used to the sensation. He struggled on the knot I had him in, and did I not see what he was doing, he would have escaped.
I tightened the knot and even tied his leg to the bedpost. Now it got even more lusty. With his leg up, I could see it in his eyes that Naruto also want this. I began licking his erection again, and again I got the same reaction. Needing more, I started sucking on the underside skin of the penis. He moaned at the moves and then I took it all and started deep throating his erection, liking the taste of Naruto's precum.
Without warning I started fingering on the outer ring of Naruto's little, virgin hole. He started screaming at that point and his struggles went even more wild. I snapped again and started slapping Naruto.
"I was going to be gentle to you, but since you like being rough, I'll give it to you." I growled deep in my throat, and I could see the fear in his eyes. Without saying anything, I took out my own throbbing erection and position myself on his hole.
Naruto looked at me with tear filled eyes, pleading me to stop.
"You were the one asked for this, Naru-chan. I tried to be gentle, yet you keep resisting." Looking at him once again, I sheathed myself into him, dry. Naruto screams out in pain. Without listening to him, I started to move quickly, needing to release myself of my own tension.
Every thrust was followed by screams of pain. Eventually, blood began dripping from his abused hole making the thrusting easier. All of the sudden, Naruto started moaning once I hit certain spots. I smirked as I found what I've been looking for. Thrusting at the same point over and over again, I was rewarded with the delicious moans that came out from Naruto. His moan making me even more turn on than I already am.
I started picking up the pace and kept hitting Naruto's prostate gland. After a few moments, he screams my name with that cute high-pitched voice of his and he came all over us. I came the next moment, releasing all my seeds into Naruto's tight hot cavern and flopped down from tiredness.
Naruto turned to looked at me and he glared. "I hate you nii-san." I was stunned. Shock from his words, and the still build up tension, my mind went blank. The rest was all a blur to me and all I could hear was the sound of crying and pleading to stop.
At some point, I could even hear mother's screams.
When I came to, I was on the other side of the room, my body was covered in blood and semen. Looking around, I saw Naruto in the hand on my crying mother, his body limp. He too were covered by semen.
Mother looked at me and glared. She put Naruto down and marched towards me.
"How could you?! Naruto's your brother!" she screamed at me, but I heard nothing. I only saw the limp body of Naruto's and only realized she was there when she slapped me hard. Enough for me to bite to the inside of my mouth.
"I should have never left you with Naruto! You're just like your father!" I was shocked at that statement. I stood up and glared at her. I took in her fear stricken face in satisfaction.
"I will never be like father." I stated bluntly. I dare her to speak more when a movement to my right alerted me of the other occupants of the room.
I stared at Kitaka-san and gave him a deadpanned look.
"Kurama-kun. You need help. Let us help you an-" I cut him off halfway.
"Help me? What exactly can you help me with?" I sneered at him. "You don't even know my condition, so how can you help me?" He was speechless. Not knowing my condition was a disadvantage to him.
"You should never entered this family. I don't want you, Naruto doesn't want you, heck I bet you were just aiming to get into my mother's pants-"
SLAP!
I held my numbing cheeks and look at my mother. She was fuming with anger.
"Don't you ever talk to Harashi-san that way!" Tears were already brimming at the end of her eyes.
"Perhaps even you wanted him to get into your pants, weren't you mother?" She stood still, tears already falling down her cheeks. Kitaka-san was furious and he punched me square in the jaw. Still tired from whatever I was doing before, I never managed to dodge and received the attack head-on.
I fall onto the hard floor, hard and hit my head on my bed. The last thing I saw was Kitaka-san fake concerns over me and mother's worry voice.
When I awoke, there I was in a room I did not recognize and a bunch of nurses strapping me to the bed. I was furious at what they were doing and struggles wildly. The nurses were strong as they managed to held me down onto the bed seeing as I was at least half their sizes.
A familiar face entered the room and explained the predicament I was in. He told me that I assault my own brother. I screamed at them, telling them that Naruto want it too. We both wanted it, so I just gave it to him.
He shook his head and started reminding me of my condition before walking out of the room, the nurses following suit a moment after. They locked the door from the outside with me still screaming at them to release me.
I was there for a few months. Getting into rehabilitation, focusing on treating my condition, before managing to let them to release me to see Naruto and to apologize to him.
That was a few weeks ago. Now, no one wants me. Even my mother. The only one I could hope for hated me for what I am and for what I have done to him. I regretted that day to the core of my heart. On that rainy night, I kept apologizing to my family, especially to Naruto to what I have done to him. If only I told them of my condition, all of this would be prevented and Naruto would never have hated me.
It was never meant to happen. All of it was a lie. All of it happen because of my stupidity, my prideful self and I shall take any and all responsibilities, even if it was death.
I went to a stopped under a small tree, resting my tired body and mind. I just looked ahead of me, not really looking at something. I started drifting off to sleep, muttering apologies to my beloved little brother.
The next day, a familiar nurse found me under the same small tree I was resting under, still muttering apologies like a mantra. She went towards me as fast as she can, but I knew that it was already too late. I feel neither cold nor the throbbing pain in my head. I was numb, not feeling anything even as she hugged me and gave me comforting words which would never be able to reach me.
AN
And, it's finished! Yay, I finally managed to finished one story. Phew, that was hard work. Now I know the feeling of the author that writes lemon. I keep telling myself to just suck it up and keep writing, don't give in to temptation. Hahaha. Anyways, how was it? Good? Bad? In-between? Please reviews!