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)

A/N: *Weeps* My last chapter in this fic and because no one asked me to make a happy ending I have to make and sad ending…you all are so horrible *sob*

OR you are just like ME and really have a fetish for pain and suffering ;) Come on, admit it. Anyway on with the fic

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It had been three days Leon had been grotesquely wounded by his father and told Siegfried that he no longer wanted to be his lover willingly or unwillingly which internally angered and shattered the man. But he continuously told himself that it was all just a phase that Leon was in and he’d go back to his normal self. The child was just traumatized, that was all.

/But isn’t that a bad thing?/ Siegfried asked himself as he sat at his desk trying to concentrate on his work. /Usually it takes months or even years to overcome that kind of thing. But is father any different than I? Why is Leon breaking down now when he was fine with me? It just doesn’t make any sense!/ Siegfried slammed his fist down on his desk attracting his secretary’s glance.

When it came time for dinner Leon refused to show up just as he had at breakfast and lunch, and dinner the previous day, and lunch the previous day. On and on and on. He’d refused to speak or even look at anyone and if you did manage to run into his somewhere and talk to him he’d pretend that he couldn’t hear you. He’d just stare at the ground or keep walking as if you were not there.

“How long is he going to avoid us I wonder,” the Frau said as she stared at the empty seat at the table where her youngest child was supposed to be.

“Who knows,” her husband said and she glared daggers at him along with Siegfried.

“This is your fault you know that right?” She said, staring at her husband.

“He deserved it.”

“No he didn’t!”

“Yes he did! That little bastard’s already having sex! And with a family member of all things!”

“Don’t you call him names!”

“You sound like a teacher, do you know that?”

“Don’t change the subject!”

“I can do whatever I want! This is all your fault anyway!”

“My fault? How is it my fault?!”

“You’re the one that told me about this whole thing in the first place? Or don’t you remember you drunken loony!?” On and on the argument continued. Siegfried’s eyes darted from parent to parent as they argued getting more and more graphic and vulgar as they went along until they were once word away from throwing food at each other like school kids.

“If this is anyone’s fault it’s Siegfried’s!” The frau yelled at the top of her lungs. Siegfried raised an eyebrow and glanced at a traumatized maid who stayed in the room while the family ate incase they wanted something. The Herr laughed sickeningly and agreed.

“You’re right. So let’s make him fix it.” Both the Frau and the Herr glanced almost evilly at their oldest son before ordering him to go find Leon and bring him to the table even if it killed the child.

“Fine,” Siegfried said as he dismissed himself. He smirked at the maid as he walked past her noting how her face looked vacant. He knew what she thought of him right then, what she thought of her employers, and her opinion on her young master.

/If I were Leon, where would I go if I wanted to never be found?/ Siegfried asked himself as he walked through the endless corridors of the house. He’d asked several servants if they had seen him only to hear the same answer.

“I haven’t seen him lately, but he seems to just be walking around the house at random, like he’s lost or something. Hope you find him.” Hope you find him, hope you find him, hope you find him. They all say the same thing. /So he’s been walking around the house every hour of the day. Sounds fun…he must be counting the rooms again./ Siegfried recollected the time that Leon attempted to count all of the rooms in the castle. He lost count at six hundred and eighty.

After twenty minutes of searching Siegfried began wondering if his parents would still be at the table. They probably would be because they have nothing better to do. And when he was about to give up and return to the dining room to state that he couldn’t find the child in question he rounded a corner on the sixth floor only to bump into the child.

“Long time no see,” Siegfried said with a smile. Leon didn’t take his eyes off the floor. When he attempted to brush past the older man, Siegfried grabbed him by the back of his shirt. He heard Leon let out a sigh and felt a sudden sympathy for him. “Leon…I know your hurting right now, but will you try to talk to me.” He smiled slightly and let a cliché pass his lips. “Or does the cat got your tongue?” Leon didn’t laugh or even act as if he heard any words. It was just as the maids had said. Leon acted as if he couldn’t hear anyone who talked to him. “Leon, say something!” Siegfried said as he turned the child swiftly around to face him. Leon kept his head down to avoid looking at the older brother whom he secretly wanted to hold and punch at the same time. This whole mess was Siegfried’s fault, both he and Siegfried knew that very well. “Look at me!” Siegfried yelled, the child neither jumped from the sudden volume nor did he look up.

Siegfried growled, enraged at the child’s constant disobeying. One thought burned at his mind, he didn’t want to do it, but he knew it was the only way to force the child to realize his existence.

He lifted Leon’s chin with his hand, noticing how the child kept his eyes on the floor before trying to speak with him one last time before he went to his last resort.

“Leon, look at me.” Leon closed his eyes and tried to pull his head away from his older brother’s grasp only to be painfully backhanded across the face with a blow strong enough that it left him on the floor. Despite the sudden pain the only noise Leon maid was a soft whimper, but he still kept his eyes on the floor. Siegfried glared at the child before kneeling down and lifting the boy’s chin once again, only this time Leon’s eyes looked directly into his.

The child’s eyes held a mixture of emotions that seemed to shoot directly into Siegfried’s soul causing him to remove his hand from under the boy’s chin and to falter backwards. He didn’t see the sadness in Leon’s eyes that he’d expected. No, what he saw was burning hatred along with a severe look of hopelessness and hurt.

“W-What do you want from me Siegfried?” Leon asked as he stared at his older brother, his facial expression staying blank.

“I…uh.” Siegfried had to think of something to say. His mind had gone blank the instant Leon’s eyes met his.

“You what?!” Leon yelled as his eyes burned with hatred. “You want to fuck me! Is that it! You want to hurt me? Then go ahead! I don’t even care anymore…” Leon lowered his head, tears burning his eyes. Siegfried just stared at the child and watched almost helplessly as the child’s body shook with sobs.

“Leon…” Siegfried reached forward and caressed the boy’s cheek, starting off allowing his fingers to only dance on the reddened skin before affectionately rubbing the previously offended area. Soon he began creeping slowly closer to the child, wrapping his arms around the child’s body and pulling him close. Leon made no reaction. He wanted to be held, to be loved, but he was afraid as to where this simple hug would lead to. And his fear was soon to become a reality.

“Siegfried…why were you looking for me?” Leon asked, not breaking free of the embrace that was causing him to feel rather vulnerable and claustrophobic. He enjoyed the warmth that he had been lacking the past few days.

“Why? Because mother and father request your presence at the dinner table. You’re worrying them I think.” Leon rolled his eyes.

“I don’t think so. Dad probably just wants to see me so he knows where I am so he can hurt me again.” Leon pulled away from Siegfried’s grasp and stood up. Before he could walk away and disappear into one of the many corridors Siegfried stopped him.

“Why would he do that? I think he got his point through the first time.” Siegfried didn’t realize how much his words were mocking the child. But it made no difference to him.

“I doubt he thinks so. And he’d do it again because no one will dare stop him. Mom won’t even do anything about it. She doesn’t care if he hurts me. She doesn’t even care if you hurt me anymore.” Siegfried wanted to feel sympathy for the child, but the emotion would not come. Instead he felt angry and he didn’t even know why.

“Don’t say that,” Siegfried said as he began walking, he pulled Leon along behind him by the collar of his shirt. Leon protested at first, but lack of energy caused him to barely resist.

After about three minutes of walking Leon spoke again.

“I don’t want to see mom or dad,” he said as he tried to pull away from Siegfried only to get jerked even closer to the man.

“Too bad.” Siegfried spared the child a glance out of the corner of his eye.

“But Siegfried, I’m afraid of father right now,” Leon felt weak the instant the words passed his lips. He was never supposed to mention fear.

“Oh well, you need to get over it.” Leon growled at the back of his throat and gave one violent jerk backwards only to end up loosing his footing and falling backwards as Siegfried’s grasp increased.

“Ouch,” Leon hissed as Siegfried pulled him to his feet.

“Quite fighting me and you won’t get hurt,” Siegfried said as he began pulling on Leon once again.

“Siegfried, please don’t make me go! I’ll do anything,” Leon sobbed as he grabbed onto Siegfried’s hands, tears rolling down his cheeks.

“Leon,” Siegfried warned as he pulled on the child once again to get him moving.

“Siegfried why don’t you understand!” He wiped the tears from his eyes and glared at the man that he used to call his lover. “How would you feel if it were you that was getting hurt by everyone that you cared about! I loved you Siegfried, and you hurt me! I loved daddy and he hurt me! What would you do!?” Siegfried glared down at the child with such ferocity that it sent tremors down the boy’s spine.

“What would I do? I’d get the hell over it and not give that bastard the satisfaction that he hurt me!” Siegfried backed the child up against the corridor wall and pinned him there. “And I can show you exactly how to get over it,” he said as he caressed the boy’s cheek. Leon whimpered and let out a sob as Siegfried pressed closer to him. He knew what was coming and knew that nothing in the world would stop it. Rarely anyone went down this hallway. All of the rooms here were empty.

“Siegfried, please no!”

“Shut up!” Siegfried said as he slapped the boy across the face twice in unison.

Leon chocked on his sobs as Siegfried’s right hand lowered to his crotch. He whimpered as the man’s hand began undoing his pants. “Siegfried please don’t!” Leon tried one last time and flinched as the man raised his hand from the child’s groin preparing to smack his again. He decided not to, not because he didn’t want to hurt the child, but because it was more fun traumatize him.

“Behave Leon and I want hurt you as much as I want to.” Leon whined and shook violently as Siegfried’s hand began tugging his pants and boxers down to where they fell loosely to the floor.

(A/N: I am terribly sorry for interrupting this part of the fic but I have an important announcement to make….I have just been traumatized by the Letter People show’s letter T puppet. And that’s all I have to say.)

Leon whimpered as Siegfried leaned closer to whisper something in his ear.

“I think you need to learn a lesson about who’s in control, Leon. And I believe you deserve to go without any preparation at all.” He laughed at how tried harder to get free only managed to get tangled in his pants and fall over, slamming his head onto the stone floor sending him into a daze.

“That’s not fair,” Leon mumbled as he heard Siegfried kneel beside him and then shivered as the man ran his cold hands across his chest. He wanted to fight the man, to get away, but knew that it was impossible. Siegfried wouldn’t even let him sit up if he tried.

“It’s very fair,” Siegfried said as he undid his own fly to expose his throbbing erection. Leon growled deep in his throat and squeezed his eyes closed as he felt the familiar presence pressing at his entrance. “Now don’t scream.”

“And what if I do!” Leon snapped. Siegfried glared down at the child and slapped him across the face. Leon whimpered despite the cold glare on his face and rubbed his cheek surprised at how warm it was.

“Just behave,” Siegfried said as he thrust slowly but steadily into the child beneath him. Leon yelped and whimpered as old cut were being reopened, fresh tears forming at the corners of his eyes. Soon the man was all the way in enjoying the warmth of the child’s canal before pulling out slowly, but not as slowly as before. Once he was all the way out he thrust in again at a quicker pace enjoying Leon’s louder whimpers. Once he was all the way in he pulled out faster than before. He repeated this act until he felt Leon’s blood spill over him. Only then did he begin thrusting violently causing the child beneath him to writher and cry out.

“Siegfried! S-stop it! Please!” Siegfried looked down at the Leon who stared up at him, tears streaming down his cheeks. Something about that look changed Siegfried’s mind for a few moments. This child had forgiven him for his first offence against him, then forgave him a second time, then he gave his body willingly. And how did Siegfried repay him? He raped him again after he was punished severely for trying to make the man happy.

Siegfried came to the conclusion that he would stop and be nicer, but on one condition.

He thrust violently into the child, extracting a loud whimper and yelp. “Alright, Leon,” he said, with a wicked look in his eyes. “I’ll stop only if you agree to be mine, and only mine until I get tired of having you!” tears rolled down Leon’s cheeks. He didn’t like the thought of being replaced after all he’d gone through. “And you WILL come to the table!” He emphasized his sentence by violently thrusting as deep into the child as hard as he could. Leon yelled and choked on his words.

“Alright!” Leon said, large tears in his eyes. “I will…” Siegfried smiled and pulled out of the child, a stream of blood following after him. He frowned at the blood that covered his member but put it away despite the dirty fact. The he spared the child one last glance before turning and walking away.

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A/N: The end…my endings are always crappy I know. If it’s really all that bad tell me and I’ll fix it. Now that I’m done with this wanna be one shot I can work on my other fic…oh yeah, sorry for the random A/N: about the traumatizing letter T. I just had to share that with you all. If you saw it you’d be scared too. Well thanks for reading and goodnight to ya. See you next time.