Don't Say A Word | By : serenestorm Category: Yuyu Hakusho > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3514 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Just an idea I’m kicking around. Let me know what you think. Oh this isn’t based on the movie.
Don’t Say a word
Serenestorm
Prologue: Hush Little
Baby
***
~Hush little baby
don’t say a word~
Footsteps echoed down an empty hall. It was night, as it always was, whenever he
came. He never came in the light. Mom was sleep, doused on whatever drug of her
fancy. A door squeaked open, and
frightened brown eyes looked hesitantly toward it, only to quickly shut,
pretending to be asleep. It was too late
though, the figure at the door had already seen those amber orbs.
~Daddy’s going to sing
you a lullaby~
A lullaby played softly on his radio, his first radio. He had gotten yesterday for his 8th
birthday. It was a cassette radio,
though; one his mom had more than likely gotten from a pawn shop and it came
with a tape, a tape of lullabies. Even
though he hated lullabies, he hated the quietness of the night even more.
Now he wished he had never turned it on. His door squeaked again as it closed, leaving
him alone, alone with his radio and Him.
~And if that lullaby
don’t work, Daddy’s going to buy you a mocking bird~
“Yusuke”. A voice whispered his name, making him shiver
despite the warmth of his covers.
“Yusuke. I know you’re awake”. He clinched his eyes even tighter, not
wanting to meet the countenance of the man he knew was standing above, beside
his bed.
~And if that mocking
bird won’t sing, Daddy’s going to buy you a diamond ring~
The boy, now identified as Yusuke, turned his head in the
opposite direction of the voice taunting him, only to feel a sharp pain from
the man’s slap. Blood trickled from the
corner of his mouth, where the man’s ring cut him.
“Now open your eyes and look at me, unless you want another
one of those”. A hand grabbed his chin,
roughly pulling it back in its original position. Frightened brown eyes again opened only to
meet the stare of the dark eyed man above him.
“If you start any shit I promise I’ll take you dry”. The man warned, dark eyes glaring angrily
down at the small boy.
~And if that diamond
ring turns brass, Daddy’s going to buy you a looking glass~
Yusuke shuttered, recognizing the threat for what it was.
“No, please, don’t Sensui”.
He begged. Oh how he hated to
beg, to be weak.
Sensui smirked.
“Sorry, you’ve been bad, brat. And what did you call me?” He grabbed small arms pinning them above the
boy’s head.
“Did you call me by my name?” Pressure is added to captured wrists, a
pained filled whimper escapes red lips.
“I’m sorry… please Daddy, Master… don’t hurt me”. The boy cried out as even more pressure was
added to his trapped wrists.
~If
that looking glass gets broke, Daddy’s going to buy you a Billy goat”.
“I’ve told you over and over, Yusuke, to pick up your
toys. Can you tell me what I tripped
over when I got home? A
toy truck, your toy truck”.
“No, I didn’t, I didn’t…”
Mouth opened in protest, presenting the perfect opportunity. Skillful lips descended, stopping the rest of
the boy’s sentence, swallowing his gasp of breath and his squeal of reluctance.
Mahy eyy eyes closed tight, trying to block out the image of
what was happening to him. Tears were
held carefully in check, wanting to hold on to some semblance of pride.
“You’re not going to cry for me, Yusuke”. Sensui said as he finally broke the
kiss.
“Look at me!”
Loud smack resounds in the room.
Brown eyes widen looking fearfully at the man above him.
“Turn over, boy. If
you won’t cry for me, I’ll make you scream for me. Either way, I’ll get to see those beautiful
tears”.
The bed squeaks, again another squeak, as Yusuke repositions
himself on the bed on hands and knees, completely submissive, just like Daddy
likes it.
~If that Billy goat
won’t pull, Daddy’s going to buy you a cart and bull~
Pajama bottoms are ripped hastily down pale thighs. The bed squeaks again, this time from weight
being added to it. Again cloth can be
heard shifting, but this time more controlled.
Daddy didn’t want to tear his clothes.
Muffled, pained cries fill the air as grunts of pleasure
accompany them.
~If that cart and bull
falsl down, you’ll still be the prettiest baby in town~
The door again opens and closes, the bed again squeaks as
the boy limps slowly to his dresser grabbing another pair of pajama
bottoms. Careful steps lead the boy back
to bed and Yusuke pulls the fallen covers over himself. Held back tears are released, staining his
white pillow as he cries himself to sleep.
So what do you think, should I make this a series? And I do not condone child molestation. I’m writing about it though, because it does
happen and maybe if we stopped ignoring things like this and pretending that
these things don’t happen, we could prevent it.
Anyway, let me get off my soap box.
Don’t forget to review.
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