abuse Nagare/Hisoka

Register

Yami no Kaze · Posted: Mon Dec 15, 2008 2:18 pm Post subject: abuse Nagare/Hisoka

Yeah, Jani and I have come up with another WTF pairing. Here's just a little side story I've come up with. The back plot is that Nagare has been freed of the demon but at a price. He's still alive and according to Jani is in training to be a demon hunter; the problem being he looks to be in his 20s and he's forgotten about everything after around the age of 17. He, without his memories of this demon, is a totally different person... but Hisoka is about to learn that his fathers temper, wasn't a product of the evil that had taken over his veins.
Abuse
~*~
Hisoka stood, fuming at the window. He knew it was a bad idea. Everything in him told him that this was wrong. They weren't just blood, this was his own father. Sure the man was totally different in both mentality and looks, but Hisoka couldn't stop scolding himself for having these feelings. Yet every time he was around Nagare, Hisoka couldn't seem to remember that tiny detail that separated this from normal relationships. He couldn't say if he was in love with Nagare, but the alternate idea that he was just lusting after the man was even less of a comfort. At least if it was love he could argue and accuse his own friends of being judgmental, swearing upon the eyes of the dead that his love was pure, strange and abhorrent as it was. But he himself could not forgive lust. It was that emotion that had driven Muraki to rape him, it was that emotion that tore he and Tsuzuki apart and glued them together. It was an unfeeling, unrelenting, hollow, damned emotion that made him sick to think about. No... for now at least he would please himself and believe he was in love.

Nagare walked through the door with a sigh. "Still couldn't find it." It was clear that the man was distressed, but seeing the sulking figure before the window made it worse. "Watari... told you ha?" Hisoka was silent still. "Look, I was drunk. Blame Tsuzuki, he's the one that..." Hisoka stopped him and turned.

"I set you up Nagare. I'm the one that sent Tsuzuki with you." Nagare stared at him.

"Hisoka...?" The empath closed his eyes.

"I can't do this anymore." He sank to the floor.

"Do what?" Nagare knew exactly what he was talking about. "Hisoka, I told you, there's some kind of mistake! I don't have a son!" Hisoka looked away.

"Yes you do. He's sitting here on the floor trying his damndest to fix this." Nagare set his things down and went to Hisoka, pulling him from the floor.

"I'm telling you Hisoka! I love you and there's no possible way you could be my..." Hisoka slapped him.

"I don't know what feels worse!" He pulled away from the strong grip and turned to the window again.

"You're the one that told me I couldn't really be your father. Look at me, if I'm really almost sixty than why haven't I aged?" Hisoka growled.

"I don't know. Maybe something has prevented it. Like how I'm in my thirties and I'm still trapped in this worthless body." Nagare was silent for a long moment so Hisoka spoke again. "I really don't know if after all this time it hurts more to realize that I've fallen in love with you as your son, or that you keep saying I don't exist." Nagare rested his hand on Hisoka's shoulder.

"Hisoka...I swear...I love you. Please don't leave me now." Hisoka turned to him, tears brimming in both of their matching sets of eyes.

"Not the right way." Nagare growled.

"How can I make love to you one night and then call you my son the next?! I don't want to be your father Hisoka, I want to be your lover!" Hisoka shook his head.

"It's wrong. At least when I was with Tsuzuki I didn't have to hide it." Nagare was getting angrier and angrier.

"I had a Hisoka okay! A sister! She ran away with a fisher when she found out that I loved her! Don't let the past repeat!" Hisoka stared at him for a long moment. "I had a sister Hisoka... you killed her the second she was born!" Nagare stared at him.

"What?! I would never kill a child of mine!" Hisoka's eyes were over flowing with tears. "You keep saying you'd never hurt one of your own children and you have so little remorse for what you did to me that you don't even remember doing it!" Nagare suddenly slapped him back.

"You want me to hurt you Hisoka?! Ha?! You want me to show you the hurt I was put through?!" Hisoka held his cheek, staring at the floor as he fell into sobs, but Nagare wasn't finished. "If you leave me now I'll tell them all!" Hisoka stared up at him.

"You wouldn't dare!" Nagare took hold of his shoulders and pushed him back against the bed, kissing him roughly. "I'll set it up so that Watari walks in on us." He growled softly into Hisoka's ear. The smaller blond struggled. "You don't really want to leave me." He kissed the blond roughly again before he could answer. In his heart Hisoka knew he didn't really want to. He trembled under the stronger body as Nagare's knee came between his legs. "Say it." He whispered. Tears never ceased in Hisoka's eyes as he closed them and turned his head away.

"I have to leave you. Look what you're doing to me right now. Are you going to lower yourself to my rapist to make your point?" Nagare growled and smacked him again. "If I was that low I'd have done it and be gone by now." Hisoka whimpered softly, body trembling uncontrollably.

"Then why don't you get off me?!" Nagare sighed softly and kissed the place he'd just slapped.

"I want you." Hisoka stared into his eyes.

"How... can you hit me and pin me down... and expect me to want you back?" Nagare smiled softly at this.

"Because whether you like it or not, you're hard and you might as well use it." Hisoka ground his teeth together.

"I hate you." Nagare chuckled and shook his head. "No you don't. You want to hate me but you know you love me." His hand wound it's way down to undo Hisoka's pants but an angry hand stopped him.

"How do I know you won't call for Watari?" Nagare grinned as he forced his hand inside and watched the smaller body arch below him as he grabbed hold. "Are you going to stay with me?" Hisoka growled as he looked away.

"Yes." He whispered.

"What was that?" Nagare squeezed the hardened rod in his hand and Hisoka writhed.

"YES!" Nagare loosed his grip, beginning to stroke as he leaned in and kissed Hisoka roughly again.

"Good." Hisoka eased back, closing his eyes. So it was lust after all. He couldn't keep away. If anyone else had pulled this he'd be gone. Long gone. But something about the danger in the man’s actions that stopped him every time.

The problem with all illicit affairs is that they have to come to an end, and it's usually a tearful, explosive end... unfortunately for Hisoka the end was to come that very night...for unknown to either, Watari was in the shower...

End.

Edited by the Jani_chan!
_________________

laustic · Joined: 09 Jul 2006 Posts: 660 Location: Florida

*blinks* oh wow, I can say that I've never read a fic quite like this before. Nice work with taking on a taboo subject. I rather enjoyed reading this.

Yami no Kaze · Posted: Fri Dec 26, 2008 8:17 am Post subject:

lol i made laustic blink.

it's all Jani's fault. She kept using his line "Watashi wa namu Kurosaki Nagare des." in this deep OMFG type voice and i was in Hisoka mode at the time. XD i kept getting all these horrid ideas and we turned it into an rp. it's in the rp section. lol "untitled nc17" if you want to check it out.
_________________

laustic · Joined: 09 Jul 2006 Posts: 660 Location: Florida

I'll make sure to check it out Smile