I love you, but

Title: I love you but…(how could you do this to me?)

Summary: Okay, because I’m lazy I’m going to make this a short short summary. Leon gets raped by Siegfried…OoOoOoO fear the shortness…fear it!

Disclaimer: I Do not own yuu-gi-oh or ANY of the characters…if I did the show would not be suitable for children’s eyes…and ohhh the bad TV reports I would have…not to mention the millions of dollars I would have. I wouldn’t have to go to this crappy collage…*thinks* oh heaven. (Yes I plan to keep my disclaimer the same for all of my FFs)

Author’s Note: Well, several people have told me that I could continue this fic and several others have asked, so I finally broke down and decided that I would. And I’m in a good mood….and I like it when people ask me to continue because it makes me feel special…a little fluff in this chapter, and a little bit more than that…eh some oral stuff…not my strong suit, but we’ll see how it turns out…BTW I’ll be nice and not use any German in this one accept for easy words…

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It was the next morning at breakfast when their father asked what exactly had happened the previous night. Leon looked at Siegfried and Siegfried looked at their mother. There was silence for five minutes before Herr Schroeder asked again.

“Well? Leon, answer me!” Leon stared down at his plate and crossed his legs. He was afraid to answer. He didn’t know what to say. Irked by his son’s tendency to disobey, Herr Schroeder slammed his hand down on the table making Leon jump. “Answer!” Leon’s lip trembled.

/Do I say it was just a nightmare? I don’t know what to do! Mater!/ Leon looked over at his mother with a begging expression. She let out a small sigh and responded for him.

“He and Siegfried were roughhousing and Leon managed to get himself hurt.” She put a small bite of food in her mouth and closed her eyes. She never looked anyone in the eye when she lied. Unfortunately for her Herr Schroeder knew that as well.

“I don’t believe you. Leon! What happened!” Their mother sighed and looked apologetically at her youngest son.

/Mom knows. I know she does…so why doesn’t she just tell him. It won’t make a difference. Siegfried won’t get in trouble for it…I probably will…/ Leon felt tears burn at the back of his eyes.

“What are you going to cry now?” His father glared at him and Leon opened his mouth to speak. Words came out chocked with tears that he refused to let fall.

“Mom’s not lying. We were just messing around and I bumped my head on the headboard. We were just playing, vater.” He managed to keep the stammer out of his voice, but the tears were about to spill over.

“Is this true, Siegfried?” Herr Schroeder glanced at his oldest son with a look of knowing indifference on his face. He knew Leon was lying.

“No.”

“I’m not hungry.” Leon stood up from the table and ran towards his room to hide.

“Leon! Get back here!” Herr Schroeder soot up, a hard glare on his face. Leon knew that he would be beat later, but he didn’t care. He would much rather avoid the reality of the previous night. For two hours he’d even convinced himself that it was just a dream, but his pain told him otherwise as did the blood and cum in his sheets.

“Let him go,” Siegfried said nonchalantly as he continued pecking at his breakfast.

“Well,” Herr Schroeder said as he sat back down. “if your mother and brother are lying, what did you do to Leon that made him be so noisy? Obviously something he doesn’t want to talk about.” He acquired a twisted grin. He didn’t have the slightest clue that it was rape. He just figured that he beat the boy or something.

“I don’t want to talk about it,” Siegfried said with an indifferent tone. His mother was staring at him.

“Oh, why not?”

“I just don’t!” Herr Schroeder snorted and looked at his wife.

“Go find the boy and bring him back here,” he said to his wife. He trusted her rather than one of the servants. Leon wouldn’t dare run from his mother the way he would from a maid.

“Yes, sir.” So Mrs. Schroeder dismissed herself from the table leaving the argument between father and son behind her as she walked in the direction that he molested son had gone, asking servants along the way if they had seen him.

“Yes, I saw him! He was runnin’ up that flight of stairs over there. Poor kid was crying like someone had just beat him he was.” Mrs. Schroeder thanked the old butler and headed up the stairs with a good idea of where she would find her son. He always hid in his room if he went up that particular flight of stairs. She was reassured as she approached her son’s door and heard his sobs.

She kindly knocked before entering. Usually she wouldn’t, but given the situation it was nothing under necessary.

“Leon, I’m coming in.” She entered the room to find her son curled into a ball on the floor. He looked rather pathetic, but she would never say that.

Closing the door she walked over to him and lay down next to him to where she could look him in the eye. They stayed like that for a good ten minutes before Mrs. Schroeder kissed her son on the forehead and managing to get him to start crying again. (That was not intentional of course, but it was better than complete silence.

“Leon, I’m going to have to tell your father about all this. I can’t keep it a secret from him forever. I know that…neither you nor Siegfried want me to, but I have to.” This managed to get Leon to sob louder, but he instantly tried to silence himself. He was not supposed to be so weak in front of one of his parents. That was never acceptable.

“Please, Mom! Don’t! Don’t tell hi-i-im! I-I don’t want him to know! He’ll be mad at me!” Mrs. Schroeder rapped one arm around her weeping child trying to think of something to say.

“Baby, why would he be mad at you? It wasn’t your fault.” She sat up and pulled Leon into her lap to hold him closer. He cried into her chest wrapped his arms around one of hers. It was the first time in a long time that he had actually been held by his mother. Usually she claimed that he was ‘too big for that.’

“He’d be mad at me because he hates me, mater.” Simply speaking those words made Leon emit another loud sob as tears soaked the front of his mother’s shirt.

“No he doesn’t! You vater loves you very much. Whatever would make you say that he hates you?” Mrs. Schroeder wiped a few tears off of her son’s cheek and lifted his chin to meet his eyes. The act reminded Leon so much of the previous night.

“I know he hates me because he made a point to yell at me first this morning. He didn’t even yell at Siegfried at all. You and vater…both love Siegfried more that me.” Leon jerked his head free of his mother’s grasp and looked away just in time to miss the glare his mother acquired. He was soon to realize that she was displeased when her hand connected with his cheek in one violent swing that left a mark even after she took her hand away. (She had monetarily forgotten why she was comforting her son in the first place.)

“Don’t you /ever/ say that again! I—” Leon jerked free of her embrace and tried to run out of the room to avoid her wrath.

He didn’t know what he had done to make his brother think that he didn’t love him enough, and he didn’t know what he had done to deserve his mother’s wrath, but he knew that he had had enough.

“L-Leon! Come back!” Mrs. Schroeder stood up and ran after her son only to grab him by the back of his shirt as his fingers caressed the doorknob. She grabbed him around the waist and pulled him away from the door. She was not going to let him runaway from /her./ That was disrespectful. She turned him around to face her and brushed her fingers gently across the red mark that she had left on her son’s cheek. “Honey, I’m sorry,” she said as she ran her fingers through Leon’s silky hair.

“It’s okay, mater. I-I shouldn’t have said that.” Leon lowered his eyes and Mrs. Schroeder kneeled down to look her youngest child in the eyes.

“I won’t tell your father the whole thing. I only say that your brother tried to hurt you. I won’t even tell him what he ‘would have’ done to you unless he asks. Okay?” Leon nodded and his mother hugged him tightly. Leon wanted to cry again, but he remained still. He heard footsteps in the hallway. Obviously his mother heard them too because she stood up. It was almost as if she could sense that it was Siegfried who stopped outside of the door.

He didn’t bother knocking before he entered the room much to Mrs. Schroeder disgust. She did not want him near the son that he had so thoughtlessly defiled.

“What do you want, Siegfried?” She asked in a cool yet disgusted tone. She put her hands on Leon’s shoulders and he smiled dumbly up at his older brother. He had long since forgiven his brother for what he had done. He didn’t think that it would ever happen again.

“I came to apologize to my brother. If that’s alright with you.” He glanced coldly at his mother who removed her hands from Leon’s shoulders.

“Don’t get an attitude with me, I’ll smack you clear into next month!” She returned the glance and Siegfried smirked.

“I can see that you already did that to Leon.” Siegfried caressed Leon’s red cheek his fingers only to have his mother slap the hand away.

“Don’t you ever touch him!” She went to jerk Leon away from the affectionate elder only to have the child pull away from her grasp.

“Mater…” he looked at her with a sad expression and then stared up at his older brother who kneeled down to look his kid brother in the eye much to his mother’s disgust.

“I’m sorry that I hurt you, Leon,” he said as he caressed his brother’s cheek slightly. “I hope that you will eventually be able to forgive me.” Leon smiled at him which puzzled Siegfried.

“I already have, Sieg-sama.” Leon threw his arms around his older brother’s neck and buried his face in his brother’s long flowing hair. His mother was cursing the way Leon forgave so easily.

Siegfried rapped one arm around Leon’s waist and allowed his hand to brush his backside going unnoticed by their mother, but not unnoticed by Leon who restrained a whimper. He was afraid that his brother would go after him right there despite the fact the that their mother was watching.

Of course Siegfried didn’t try another attempt on his brother right there in front of his mother, but he did do something else that pissed her off just as much. He put one hand under Leon’s chin and captured his lips in a passionate kiss. He plunged his tongue quickly into the sweet cavern that was Leon’s mouth and licked at Leon’s tongue. The smaller boy remained silent and didn’t move for a good three seconds. It took their mother about five to realize what Siegfried was up to.

“No, no, no!” She pulled Leon out of his brother’s grasp and pushed him behind her. Siegfried wiped a train of drool off of his lower lip and slowly stood up. “Leon, you stay right there! I’m going to have a talk with your brother and then I’ll be right back.” She slammed Siegfried on the back of the head and practically shoved him out of the room slamming the door behind her. Leon broke into fresh tears.

She led him about ten feet down the hallway and began yelling at him loud enough for every servant on the floor to hear. (Leon did as well which didn’t help his sobbing. He didn’t want Siegfried to get yelled at. Sure he didn’t like having a large dick impale his ass, but he didn’t mind kisses. Even French kisses were okay.)

“Don’t you EVER treat Leon like he’s your whore! And don’t ever kiss him like that again! I was going to let you go with the fact that you made a bad mistake and let you live it down, but now I’m not too sure. I thought maybe it was a one time thing, that you fucked up, but there you go and kiss the boy like he’s your lover!” She glared at her oldest son who looked slightly ashamed.

“Well I didn’t vant him to think that it was just a vone night stand. I wanted him to know that I still loved him just as much. I see nothing wrong with zat.” His mother’s eyes got colder.

“And what the hell is that supposed to mean? That you want to molest him again!?” Siegfried closed his eyes.

“I do, but I’m not going to.” With that he turned briskly around and headed towards the stairs that would lead him downstairs to where he would retreat to his office.

“If you so much as enter his room again I’ll kill you!”

“No you won’t…” Siegfried descended the stairs without looking back.

“No, but I will send Leon off to boarding school where you won’t be able to get at him.” Mrs. Schroeder crossed her arms thinking that she had won.

“Yes, you do zat and let him get raped by every other boy there. Why punish him for somezing zat I did, hm?” That officially ended the conversation and Mrs. Schroeder returned to Leon’s room where the only inhabitant sat curled up in the corner with his knees pressed into his chest.

“Mom, please don’t send me away because of Siegfried. He won’t go after me again, and I really don’t mind all that much if he kisses me. Just as long as he doesn’t hurt me I’m fine. He did just mess up! It was a momentary loss of self control. He just hasn’t been the same since the tournament.” Leon bit his lip as the word passed his lips. His mother and father had just finished punishing him for humiliating the family like he did. He’d had is deck and dueldisk taken away from him. Siegfried just got off with a tongue lashing like normal, but Leon got beaten by his father for it. And that man could be very violent. (He even slapped Leon on the crotch repeatedly causing the boy to writher and beg for forgiveness. Finally his mother came in after about three minutes and said that ‘that was enough of that.’)

“Why are you sticking up for him?” Leon looked away from his mother and stared down at the floor. “Do you want him to hurt you again or something?” He knew that she was angry.

“No, but I don’t want him to get in trouble for it. It was just an accident, mater. He won’t hurt me again.”

“And how are you so sure?” Leon stared his mother directly in the eye.

“Because he loves me…” Mrs. Schroeder rolled her eyes and let out a sigh.

“I’ve had enough!” She stood up and marched out of the room leaving Leon to himself. He refused to come down for lunch, and at dinner he simply took his plate to his room without looking at anyone. Not even Siegfried. It was obvious that everyone in the house, including the servants, had had enough. (Especially Siegfried, but he’d had enough of something else…and I don’t mean food.)

That night Mrs. Schroeder continuously checked up on Leon until around eleven thirty when she finally fell asleep. For about half an hour an overpaid maid did the check ups, but quickly became bored with it and wandered into the kitchen for some snacks while Siegfried slipped into the room to spend a romantic hour with his beloved baby brother.

He crawled onto the bed and lay down next to Leon watching the boy sleep for about three minutes before waking him with a kiss. It was only intended to be a gentle brush on the lips, but it became deeper and more intense as Leon continued to sleep.

He pried the smaller boy’s lips open with his tongue and continued exploring the cavern that he’d only been allowed seconds in before. His tongue skidded across Leon’s where it rested for a moment before moving on to brush on other places. How Siegfried longed that Leon would wake up and he could try to bring the boy out of his shell and maybe get to have a war for dominance over the mouth.

Soon his wish was granted when he became tired of Leon’s tendency to sleep through the torment and smacked him hard the crotch. If that didn’t wake him up nothing would.

“Autsch!” Leon jerked awake with tears in his eyes allowing one hand to caress the offended area. It took him a good two seconds to realize that Siegfried was stooping over him with lustful eyes. “Oh please, bruder! Not again! I do love you r-really! Please don-don’t hurt me again.”

“I’m not going to hurt you Leon,” Siegfried said as he petted the smaller boy’s silky hair. “I just want to try somezing new tonight. You won’t even have to undress…” Leon looked up at his brother with tear filled eyes. Partially because the pain on his groin where he had painfully been smacked, and also because he knew what his brother wanted. He could see the throbbing member being held back by the fly of his brother’s pants.

Once again Siegfried captured Leon’s lips in a passionate kiss and nearly had a heart attack when Leon began kissing back. The small boy was a bit clumsy, but Siegfried didn’t mind. He moaned into his brother’s mouth before breaking away to unzip his fly and let his member stand out.

He gently guided Leon’s mouth to his throbbing erection and wanted yell praises when the boy allowed the member to enter his mouth without protest. The boy traveled up the member painfully slow already tasting the bitter pre-cum in his mouth. Try as he might, Leon could not fit the whole erection in his mouth, but he tried. Siegfried was sure that he would get his brother to deep throat sooner or later.

Leon sucked at the cock at a quicker pace as he heard his brother moaning his name as quietly as he could. Despite the fact that tears poured down his cheeks with shame and embarrassment, Leon forced himself to deep throat his brother only to have Siegfried grab a fistful of his soft pink hair causing him to utter a muffled whimper.

He moved quickly, running his tongue all along his brother’s member listening to the quiet moans and whispers that his brother emitted. Soon Siegfried was bucking into the boy’s mouth making him deep throat each time brining him closer and closer to climax. And with each buck Leon sobbed and begged for his brother to cum so that the whole thing would be over.

/I don’t think I could swallow it…/ Leon thought as his brother bucked harder into his mouth. /He already beat me once. What if he gets mad when I can’t swallow it? What if he spanks me or knees me or tries to rape me again…/ Leon was scared. He naturally feared pain thanks to his father and knew that Siegfried smacked a lot harder than his father. (At least his burning penis thought so.)

With three more painful bucks, Siegfried released his hot seed into his little brother’s mouth. Leon reflexively spit it out all over the sheets and some landed on his hands and his brother’s limp dick. He sobbed quietly as his brother stared down at him, almost as if her were displeased. There was ten painful seconds of that staring before Siegfried lifted Leon’s chin and their lips met one last time. Leon knew that that was Siegfried’s sign that told him that it was okay that he couldn’t swallow. (In actuality, Siegfried hadn’t expected Leon to swallow. It was too much of a deed for the boy’s first attempt.)

“I love you, Leon. You know that don’t you?” Siegfried’s icy blue eyes met with Leon’s soft hazel ones.

“Y-yes.” Leon looked up at his brother and sobbed quietly. Sense the insecurity, Siegfried rapped his arms around the smaller boy and held him close.

“That’s good. Let’s not tell anyone about this okay?” Leon nodded. “And maybe, one day, we can consider each other more as lovers than brothers.” Siegfried kissed Leon on the forehead and bade him goodnight before heading off into his own room. Leon frowned at the cum covered sheets and shoved them off the bed before returning to sleep. He did not want to be his brother’s lover, but he was willing to pretend to be to make his brother happy.

With that thought in mind, Leon cried himself to sleep while part of his mind wondered if this was going to end up being a nightly ritual.

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A/N: Well, you all wanted it, so here it is. I worked hard on this, for about three hours straight. I know oral isn’t my best…sorry, but it fit the mood I was in…I’m open to any suggestions you have on this fic because I’m fresh out of ideas…the more suggestions you give, the sooner I’ll be inspired and will update. With that being said R&R pretty please! I really love reviews and I’d hate to think that I posted this up for no one but the few who asked…