Fanfic: Gratifying Iniquity Chapter 2
On the sidelines though, they failed to see, how their other brother clenched his fists.
…it was a lie.
Somehow… in some way…
Because, even if the anger could not be seen by the naked eyes of the other four inside the room- unconsciously, that fragile heart felt it.
Yuri felt it.
And on his part, it was deep and scorching. The anger, the hate and the feeling of being unwanted by even just one of his new found family, hurts more than anything. Because in his entire life, all that the little boy ever wanted and all that he ever wished for is to feel the unconditional love of an accepting and loving family.
…just because, it is something that he hasn’t felt before, something he wishes to feel until the day he dies.
The significance of it all would be his treasure for a lifetime.
If he can only feel- what those children feel like.
He’ll be happy, always.
Comforting hands giving in warmth to protect him from those terrible nightmares that eat him alive...
Gentle, lulling voices that will carry away the clasping, death-defying sound of thunders whenever there is a storm…
A family, a home that he can run to whenever he feels that no one is there for him anymore…
That promising future, it is heaven to his ears- chanting angels into his lonely heart, that’s why, when he heard that day that he was being adopted, being taken to a home.
He felt ecstatic.
He felt needed.
And that sudden surge of emotions to his chest, it made him just want to scream and cry his heart out because those words - adoption, love and a family to go home to -meant the world for him.
It was his everything.
And it was the happiest moment of his life.
However, he never expected this.
The little boy really thought that he’d be accepted easily of this family.Because their father-now his papa as well-his Ko-papa, chose him to be a part of his loving family, his humble home. But maybe, only his Ko-papa felt it - the chemistry.
Maybe, the little one just guessed wrong and assumed too much. He is stepping the boundary after all. He is stepping on a very sacred line between blood and reality.Although, even if the pain of knowing that he is not accepted fully, is now stitched deeply into his heart- just like those angry stares, nasty insults and daily beatings he received during his orphaned years - his whole life.
He will still smile and do his best to please everybody.
…just to make him a part of the family and to make all his older brothers love him and just never let him go.
He will cherish and love this family for sure.
This is God’s given chance for him.
He should keep it until it is there.
“…ti-tickles…” Yuri giggled and that made the other three, who were pampering him, stop their action and just stare at their littlest addition to the family with happiness shining through their eyes.
The boy is just too cute to comprehend, too cute to resist and not squish to death.
That face, that smile and that innocence that seeps through his every veins make them feel so obliged to just keep the boy safe into their arms. Maybe that is what their father felt when he saw this child. Maybe their father felt that this child could give them light - somewhat a taste of what a family really feels like.
“Ah! You are just too cute~” Takaki, the eldest of the four, giddily commented, while his right hand it gently caressed the smooth right cheek of Yuri’s smiling face... a spark… before he smiled and wrapped his arms around the younger’s waist and pull him into a tight hug.
Possession…
“Don’t hog him, Bakaki-nii!” Daiki, the second youngest, whacked his older brother into the head and just took Yuri into his arms…jealousy… while his lips. It brushed the smaller one’s forehead and that made the second oldest, Yuto, glare at his two siblings. Before he took Yuri away from Daiki and held the younger boy’s hands into his, twining it like that of a lover’s and smiling.
Yuri, feeling overwhelmed and happy from all the attention,just gave his cutest smile and hugged them one at a time. And that certain gesture, it made a certain stir into their hearts. All of them felt it. The need to claim, though, it was still a fleeting kind of feeling so they didn’t heed any mind to it.
Since, they just thought that it was something normal, because this little boy in front of them now is a part of their home. So the need to be protective and claim what is theirs is something normal; since it was a family thing.
But, somehow it was a different issue when it comes to the chubby cheeked boy at the corner. Because, ever since the little one appeared onto their house, on their home, he couldn’t stop glaring daggers at the younger one. He just felt the need to shut the boy out of his wits. Because this boy, who calls himself Yuri, brought a certain kind of ache- a pang of pain into his heart that he hasn’t felt before.
…and he not knowing and not having any answers is what he hates the most. He doesn’t want to be left clueless.
He always wants answers, even if he’ll get it in the cruelest way possible.
Feeling agitated by the mushy atmosphere inside the room, the chubby cheeked boy, who is now the second youngest, suddenly fixed himself from his leaning position on the wall and tried to walk out of the room.
But Yuri, noticing his older brother leaving, frowned.This cold older brother of his hasn’t introduced himself yet. The little ball of sunshine still didn’t know the name of his other brother-his silent, seemingly temperamental but very beautiful older brother, who seems to hate him the most. Though, being himself. He won’t lose. He’ll find a way to touch and heal the hate by weaving acceptance to his older brother’s heart.
He’ll do his best.
…even if he needs to forget his own self and just give his all to be accepted.
“…ni-niichan-“Yuri called and wiggled out of his three other brothers embrace, while his small hands. It reaches out to the broad back of his beautiful brother’s moving frame. But when his little fingers touched his moving brother’s skin…rejection…a sudden impact crashed on to him.
He felt hands harshly pushing him to the floor, while a glare so breathtakingly beautiful yet so heart-achingly killing and scornful made the tears whelm up on Yuri’s eyes like the rain- continuous and overflowing with sadness.
“Don’t touch me.”
Such bitterness into those words, while the intensity of those brown eyes as it narrows into slits as it stares at the sobbing boy at the floor. Feeling bewildered at his sudden lack of control, the chubby cheeked boy just stared at the now weeping, broken doll beneath him. Laughing harshly and ignoring the pain he caused, he just turned his back and shrugged it all off. Yet before anything else, he needed to make something clear.
He needed to make an emphasis.
His heart screams for it, what he needed to do.
He just needed to make the new intruder of his family- his life, know one thing, “You will never be welcome into this family as long as I am around. Keep that in mind.”
And those words…
It ran into Yuri’s heart hilt deep.
It killed him inside.
“Ka-Kazokunaninande…” he cried, “Bokuwa-” but Yuri couldn’t finish his sentence nor stop the tears. He just kept on weeping and crying his heart out, while the room grew quiet and the atmosphere turned into something lethal- something of change.
Hearing the silent sobs and broken whimpers, the other three who were left in shock as they watched the scene unfold, went back into their reverie and rushed towards their baby brother as they try to ease the pain and the doubt of not being welcome.
Feeling the pain of the little boy, Yuto’s eyes were suddenly glazed with anger. Because, being the most responsible of them all, he must take his actions. His younger brother’s action is unacceptable, because even if they were not raised properly by the guidance of their parents. They were thought of what’s right and what’s wrong.
“Ryosuke!”Yuto shouted, his fist clenched, while his eyes it burns with something he hasn’t felt before-hatred.
“…Dai-chan, Takaki-niichan, don’t leave Yuri alone. Ryosuke might have touched something sensitive on Yuri’s past.” Yuto explained with a serious tone. But when his eyes looked at his new family member, his facial feature softened, “Don’t cry okay. You still have us.” Yuto ruffled Yuri’s hair before he stood up and followed Ryosuke to his room.
While with Yuri, who is still crying and very much shocked of the event, just clutched his shirt tight and continued on to cry. Though, after a while, the little one suddenly felt two hands wrapping themselves again into his thin frame and lifting him up bridal style towards the sofa.
Startled and quite confused, Yuri opened his eyes and found his Takaki-niichan, carrying him and settling him down into his lap, while his Daiki-niichan, suddenly excused himself to get some water for him.
Although still slightly shaken by Ryosuke’s words, Yuri smiled when he saw his Takaki-niichan’s worried face. It was adorable. So to uplift the mood and to make his Takaki-niichan not worry, Yuri poked Takaki’s nose and playfully slapped those cheeks.
“…Yuri’s fine, Yuri’s fine.” He smiled, “…Yuri will always be genki and fine.” He sang and grinned big, although lying was never the little one’s forte. He still tried to act strong just to stop being such a baby and a burden. However, the glistening tears in his eyes just wouldn’t stop falling down. It kept on staining that cute face and those slightly tinted cherry-cheeks.
“Liars go to hell. Did you know that, Yuri?” Takaki chuckled when he saw that cute pout adorning such sulky face. “B-But… I am fine!” Yuri demanded playfully before he wiped his tears with the back of his hand. He then gave a voltage smile that made him shine like the stars.
And somehow that beautiful smile and that sweet, sinful innocence captured something within Takaki’s heart strings. So out of the blue, Takaki leaned in and left a lingering…innocent kiss into Yuri’s moistened, pink lips.
“…if you say so.”
「君と僕」
You and I
…
Ai’s Note: …how was it? This chapter made me shivers, lol, maybe it’s because of the cold atmosphere. Though, I feel very nervous. Ah, my lack of self-esteem is triggering again. Anyways though, please feel free to tell me your honest opinion about this. Hope I captured something into your hearts again. *dies* my dearest Natsunyan will write the third chapter ne. Let’s give her courage! “Natsucchi, Ganbatte.”
Natsuko's Note: I loved this! <3 lol Maa, it will be very hard to follow Aipyon's footsteps but i'm gonna do my very best! ^___^
…it was a lie.
Somehow… in some way…
Because, even if the anger could not be seen by the naked eyes of the other four inside the room- unconsciously, that fragile heart felt it.
Yuri felt it.
And on his part, it was deep and scorching. The anger, the hate and the feeling of being unwanted by even just one of his new found family, hurts more than anything. Because in his entire life, all that the little boy ever wanted and all that he ever wished for is to feel the unconditional love of an accepting and loving family.
…just because, it is something that he hasn’t felt before, something he wishes to feel until the day he dies.
The significance of it all would be his treasure for a lifetime.
If he can only feel- what those children feel like.
He’ll be happy, always.
Comforting hands giving in warmth to protect him from those terrible nightmares that eat him alive...
Gentle, lulling voices that will carry away the clasping, death-defying sound of thunders whenever there is a storm…
A family, a home that he can run to whenever he feels that no one is there for him anymore…
That promising future, it is heaven to his ears- chanting angels into his lonely heart, that’s why, when he heard that day that he was being adopted, being taken to a home.
He felt ecstatic.
He felt needed.
And that sudden surge of emotions to his chest, it made him just want to scream and cry his heart out because those words - adoption, love and a family to go home to -meant the world for him.
It was his everything.
And it was the happiest moment of his life.
However, he never expected this.
The little boy really thought that he’d be accepted easily of this family.Because their father-now his papa as well-his Ko-papa, chose him to be a part of his loving family, his humble home. But maybe, only his Ko-papa felt it - the chemistry.
Maybe, the little one just guessed wrong and assumed too much. He is stepping the boundary after all. He is stepping on a very sacred line between blood and reality.Although, even if the pain of knowing that he is not accepted fully, is now stitched deeply into his heart- just like those angry stares, nasty insults and daily beatings he received during his orphaned years - his whole life.
He will still smile and do his best to please everybody.
…just to make him a part of the family and to make all his older brothers love him and just never let him go.
He will cherish and love this family for sure.
This is God’s given chance for him.
He should keep it until it is there.
“…ti-tickles…” Yuri giggled and that made the other three, who were pampering him, stop their action and just stare at their littlest addition to the family with happiness shining through their eyes.
The boy is just too cute to comprehend, too cute to resist and not squish to death.
That face, that smile and that innocence that seeps through his every veins make them feel so obliged to just keep the boy safe into their arms. Maybe that is what their father felt when he saw this child. Maybe their father felt that this child could give them light - somewhat a taste of what a family really feels like.
“Ah! You are just too cute~” Takaki, the eldest of the four, giddily commented, while his right hand it gently caressed the smooth right cheek of Yuri’s smiling face... a spark… before he smiled and wrapped his arms around the younger’s waist and pull him into a tight hug.
Possession…
“Don’t hog him, Bakaki-nii!” Daiki, the second youngest, whacked his older brother into the head and just took Yuri into his arms…jealousy… while his lips. It brushed the smaller one’s forehead and that made the second oldest, Yuto, glare at his two siblings. Before he took Yuri away from Daiki and held the younger boy’s hands into his, twining it like that of a lover’s and smiling.
Yuri, feeling overwhelmed and happy from all the attention,just gave his cutest smile and hugged them one at a time. And that certain gesture, it made a certain stir into their hearts. All of them felt it. The need to claim, though, it was still a fleeting kind of feeling so they didn’t heed any mind to it.
Since, they just thought that it was something normal, because this little boy in front of them now is a part of their home. So the need to be protective and claim what is theirs is something normal; since it was a family thing.
But, somehow it was a different issue when it comes to the chubby cheeked boy at the corner. Because, ever since the little one appeared onto their house, on their home, he couldn’t stop glaring daggers at the younger one. He just felt the need to shut the boy out of his wits. Because this boy, who calls himself Yuri, brought a certain kind of ache- a pang of pain into his heart that he hasn’t felt before.
…and he not knowing and not having any answers is what he hates the most. He doesn’t want to be left clueless.
He always wants answers, even if he’ll get it in the cruelest way possible.
Feeling agitated by the mushy atmosphere inside the room, the chubby cheeked boy, who is now the second youngest, suddenly fixed himself from his leaning position on the wall and tried to walk out of the room.
But Yuri, noticing his older brother leaving, frowned.This cold older brother of his hasn’t introduced himself yet. The little ball of sunshine still didn’t know the name of his other brother-his silent, seemingly temperamental but very beautiful older brother, who seems to hate him the most. Though, being himself. He won’t lose. He’ll find a way to touch and heal the hate by weaving acceptance to his older brother’s heart.
He’ll do his best.
…even if he needs to forget his own self and just give his all to be accepted.
“…ni-niichan-“Yuri called and wiggled out of his three other brothers embrace, while his small hands. It reaches out to the broad back of his beautiful brother’s moving frame. But when his little fingers touched his moving brother’s skin…rejection…a sudden impact crashed on to him.
He felt hands harshly pushing him to the floor, while a glare so breathtakingly beautiful yet so heart-achingly killing and scornful made the tears whelm up on Yuri’s eyes like the rain- continuous and overflowing with sadness.
“Don’t touch me.”
Such bitterness into those words, while the intensity of those brown eyes as it narrows into slits as it stares at the sobbing boy at the floor. Feeling bewildered at his sudden lack of control, the chubby cheeked boy just stared at the now weeping, broken doll beneath him. Laughing harshly and ignoring the pain he caused, he just turned his back and shrugged it all off. Yet before anything else, he needed to make something clear.
He needed to make an emphasis.
His heart screams for it, what he needed to do.
He just needed to make the new intruder of his family- his life, know one thing, “You will never be welcome into this family as long as I am around. Keep that in mind.”
And those words…
It ran into Yuri’s heart hilt deep.
It killed him inside.
“Ka-Kazokunaninande…” he cried, “Bokuwa-” but Yuri couldn’t finish his sentence nor stop the tears. He just kept on weeping and crying his heart out, while the room grew quiet and the atmosphere turned into something lethal- something of change.
Hearing the silent sobs and broken whimpers, the other three who were left in shock as they watched the scene unfold, went back into their reverie and rushed towards their baby brother as they try to ease the pain and the doubt of not being welcome.
Feeling the pain of the little boy, Yuto’s eyes were suddenly glazed with anger. Because, being the most responsible of them all, he must take his actions. His younger brother’s action is unacceptable, because even if they were not raised properly by the guidance of their parents. They were thought of what’s right and what’s wrong.
“Ryosuke!”Yuto shouted, his fist clenched, while his eyes it burns with something he hasn’t felt before-hatred.
“…Dai-chan, Takaki-niichan, don’t leave Yuri alone. Ryosuke might have touched something sensitive on Yuri’s past.” Yuto explained with a serious tone. But when his eyes looked at his new family member, his facial feature softened, “Don’t cry okay. You still have us.” Yuto ruffled Yuri’s hair before he stood up and followed Ryosuke to his room.
While with Yuri, who is still crying and very much shocked of the event, just clutched his shirt tight and continued on to cry. Though, after a while, the little one suddenly felt two hands wrapping themselves again into his thin frame and lifting him up bridal style towards the sofa.
Startled and quite confused, Yuri opened his eyes and found his Takaki-niichan, carrying him and settling him down into his lap, while his Daiki-niichan, suddenly excused himself to get some water for him.
Although still slightly shaken by Ryosuke’s words, Yuri smiled when he saw his Takaki-niichan’s worried face. It was adorable. So to uplift the mood and to make his Takaki-niichan not worry, Yuri poked Takaki’s nose and playfully slapped those cheeks.
“…Yuri’s fine, Yuri’s fine.” He smiled, “…Yuri will always be genki and fine.” He sang and grinned big, although lying was never the little one’s forte. He still tried to act strong just to stop being such a baby and a burden. However, the glistening tears in his eyes just wouldn’t stop falling down. It kept on staining that cute face and those slightly tinted cherry-cheeks.
“Liars go to hell. Did you know that, Yuri?” Takaki chuckled when he saw that cute pout adorning such sulky face. “B-But… I am fine!” Yuri demanded playfully before he wiped his tears with the back of his hand. He then gave a voltage smile that made him shine like the stars.
And somehow that beautiful smile and that sweet, sinful innocence captured something within Takaki’s heart strings. So out of the blue, Takaki leaned in and left a lingering…innocent kiss into Yuri’s moistened, pink lips.
“…if you say so.”
「君と僕」
You and I
…
Ai’s Note: …how was it? This chapter made me shivers, lol, maybe it’s because of the cold atmosphere. Though, I feel very nervous. Ah, my lack of self-esteem is triggering again. Anyways though, please feel free to tell me your honest opinion about this. Hope I captured something into your hearts again. *dies* my dearest Natsunyan will write the third chapter ne. Let’s give her courage! “Natsucchi, Ganbatte.”
Natsuko's Note: I loved this! <3 lol Maa, it will be very hard to follow Aipyon's footsteps but i'm gonna do my very best! ^___^