Ichigeki Hissatsu

Brother, Oh, Brother.

Gozu had been a bundle of nerves the moment he discovered Meizu was pregnant. He’d never imagined he’d have a family beyond Meizu, Haku, and Zabuza, nor had he imagined he’d be a father. He was scared shitless when he fount out Meizu was pregnant with his own child. His –brother– for god’s sake. How would the child turn out? Would it be deformed? Sickly? Too many questions and too few answers. Not even Kimimaru, who was the best and most formidable medic nin in Kinugakure could tell him. They would have to wait and see and Gozu prayed to every god he knew not to hurt Meizu or their child, but to hurt him instead because he’d caused this. As the months progressed, both Zabuza and Meizu became increasingly moody and sensitive as their stomachs became rounder and Gozu watched his beloved little brother like a hawk. The ultrasounds proved that there were no deformities that could be seen on the fetus, but that did little to comfort Gozu. Even if the baby wasn’t deformed, there was still the likely chance it was mentally handicapped or chronically sick. They would have to wait until the birth.

The moment Meizu went into labour at the hospital, Gozu was an emotional wreck. Haku – even Sasuke! – tried to calm him and tell him everything would be okay. But Haku didn’t have to worry about his lover and child making it through the delivery. Gozu must’ve bit every single one of his fingernails down to the quick that night because his fingertips hurt something fierce the next morning when Kimimaru allowed him in to see Meizu and their newborn. The younger Onikyoudai relaxed on a bunch of pillows, cradling a tiny form swaddled in a blue blanket. Gozu felt relief flood his body when he saw both were okay. His unspoken questions were answered with a shake or a nod of the head. Their son was perfectly healthy and sound of both body and mind. The only problem, they would discover later during the flu and chicken pox season, was that their little Akio was much more susceptible to the two diseases, though he got over them quicker than others his age.

Gozu still worried as Akio discovered his cousin Aoi and the two began to play. Only toddlers, they were both heavily trained by Haku and Zabuza simply because of their lineage. And the former Demon of the Hidden Mist needed to be sure that Aoi did or did not receive Haku’s Kekkei Genkai. Thankfully, when Aoi’s powers reacted to his fear one Halloween, Umi had proved the faster and dispelled the ice senbon before someone could get seriously hurt. Gozu’s fear for his son sharpened considerably after that though Meizu told him to lighten up, that Kinu was perfectly safe for Akio and the other children to grow up and that they would be handled accordingly with their special abilities. At times, Gozu tried to see life from his son’s perspective. Daddy was overprotective and Mommy was just protective like other mommies were. Gozu couldn’t help but want to protect Akio, but Akio was a child of Kinugakure. He would learn to be a ninja whether Gozu liked it or not. Akio’s first day – today, Gozu remembered with a frown – at the Academy in Kinu had been a double-edged sword. Gozu had been very proud that Akio placed in one of the higher classes with Aoi. The two would go far together, probably become partners as they went up in the ranks. However, as he watched Akio disappear into the building with the rest of the first graders, he wished that Akio had turned around and ran to him to latch onto his leg, beg to be taken home because he was scared. And Gozu would have too, would have told the boy it was okay and they could try again tomorrow. But Akio hadn’t; instead he clung to Aoi’s hand and followed his cousin into the Academy to begin their pre-genin lives. Gozu had walked home wondering if this was how his parents had felt watching him enter the Academy in Kirigakure. He doubted it.

He sat now at the kitchen table, alone in the quiet house since Haku was on duty with Kura-ou scouting and Zabuza was training with his genin team. He didn’t know where Meizu was. Gozu wished he could spy on his son, but that would only serve to alienate his son from him. He knew he had to let Akio fly on his own; otherwise the boy would never learn to fend for himself. He would have to learn he could rely on allies through his teammates and the teachings of the elder ninja, but if he was coddled too much, he would never develop the ability to defend himself by himself.

“Penny for your thoughts?” Meizu’s voice suddenly broke through his reminiscing, and he turned to face his brother. Meizu smiled a knowing smile then.

“Don’t be so worried about him,” Meizu said. “He’ll be fine. Besides, he’s only six years old.”

“I know,” Gozu replied, “But–“

“But nothing. He has years before he becomes a genin and there’s no guarantee he’ll make it on the first try.”

Gozu didn’t seem convinced. Meizu smiled.

“All right. Then let’s take your mind off Akio and put it on to something else.” The sharp interest in Meizu’s eyes gave Gozu a pretty good idea of what his little brother wanted. The elder Onikyoudai let out a sigh.

“I’m not in the mood to fuck you, Meizu.”

“Who ever said it was I that was going to get fucked?”

“What?”

Meizu grinned. He’d set out the trap and the bait and now all he had to do was wait for Gozu to take it. There was a long pause before Gozu finally nodded his head, apparently up for the game.

Hook, line, and sinker, thought Meizu as he hauled his brother to his feet and led him down the hallway of their shared house to their bedroom. The smaller of the pair shoved his brother onto the bed, making sure Gozu was perfectly balanced on his hands and knees before Meizu joined him, molding himself over his brother’s back so that he could worm one hand beneath Gozu’s shirt and the other down his pants. The moment Meizu’s fingers touched Gozu’s length, the elder Jerked – right back into Meizu’s clothed erection. The gasp Meizu heard did bad things to his libido and furthered his resolve to hear his brother moan and cry out beneath him as Meizu took him. Meizu continued to fondle Gozu as the hand beneath his brother’s shirt began to migrate over the flat, well-muscled planes of his stomach to his chest, pushing up mesh and cloth until Gozu was left with no choice but to take it off. The shirts sailed off the side of the bed to land on the floor and Meizu rewarded his brother with a few tweaks to his nipples as he worked to get Gozu’s pants off him. It took a bit longer than Meizu would’ve liked, but it was worth the wait because Gozu was making those whimpery noises of utter pleasure and pre-come beaded at the tip of his erection.

Meizu made no secret that he admired his brother’s body. Of course, he also admired the man – how many times had Gozu saved his stupid ass? – but Gozu’s body, to Meizu, seemed to be perfection. His muscles were nicely toned, not too big or too small, and there wasn’t an ounce of fat anywhere on him. Meizu purred as he coated his fingers in Gozu’s pre-ejaculate, a sudden surge to his knees forcing Gozu onto his elbows and chest so his ass – and the prize – were right in Meizu’s scheming face. The younger Onikyoudai’s tongue swiped at that little pucker, easing the tip of his tongue past that tight little hole. Teasing of course, because he pulled his tongue away to replace the wet muscles with his coated fingers. Gozu bucked against him as he felt two digits push inside him, touching places that had never been invaded before.

“Easy Gozu,” Meizu said with a laugh, “I won’t hurt you.”

“You may be used to this, but I’m not!” Gozu replied with a snarl, that snarl becoming a moan as Meizu began to thrust his fingers into that tight, hot passage scissoring those fingers to loosen protesting muscles.

“Relax, Gozu,” Meizu purred, leaning over his brother’s back, kissing his shoulder blades. Gozu only whimpered, toes curling as Meizu continued to slam his fingers into his body. Only when Gozu stopped trembling did Meizu pull his fingers from his body, flipping his brother onto his back so they could look into one another’s eyes. Distracted, Gozu didn’t feel the initial pressure and push, but when he felt Meizu breaching him, he tensed. The younger man shoved his way inside until he was buried in his brother up to the hilt, clutching to Gozu’s shoulders, rubbing the tense muscles until the man relaxed enough to permit movement. Meizu thrust as gentle and as deep as he could into Gozu, drawing everything out just to keep his brother’s mind off anything but what he was doing to him. Meizu hooked his arms under Gozu’s knees to bend him in half, pounding him into the sheets. He kissed away tears of pain, whispering apologies and changing his angle until Gozu was crying in pleasure, inner walls pulsing tighter and tighter around Meizu’s length, squeezing that hardened shafted to the point Meizu couldn’t take anymore and keep holding back. He picked up his pace, slamming harder and harder into his brother until Gozu was screaming for him, muscles shaking as release swept over him, essence spurting out in little ribbons between them, making Gozu’s abdomen a sticky mess.

Gozu gave two whimpering moans as Meizu thrust into him several more times before he came, bathing Gozu’s insides with his seed, arms shaking as they supported his weight to keep him from collapsing on his brother. Slowly, Meizu pulled out of his brother, mewling quietly as Gozu’s body gave up on its hold and he rolled to lay beside his brother, enfolding the elder man in his arms.

“I love you.” Meizu whispered. “And so does Akio. No matter what you do, we’ll always love you.”

Gozu was silent for a while. Finally, he rubbed his face against Meizu’s chest and sighed.

“I love you too. I can’t… help… but –want– to protect both of you, him, especially.”

“I know. But we can’t keep him from doing what he wants to,” Meizu said as he pet Gozu’s head. The elder nodded slightly and closed his eyes, breath evening out as he fell asleep. When Meizu was sure the slightest movement or sound wouldn’t wake his brother, he eased Gozu down onto the pillows, slipping off the bed, covering Gozu with the quilt on their bed. He watched his brother sleep for a while before he redressed and left the elder to sleep peacefully. He closed the door and walked quietly back to the kitchen to find something to eat while he waited for his son to come home or his brother to wake, whichever came first.

Hours later, the front door crashed open as Akio and Aoi burst in, chattering in excite voices before the door was slide shut and the two boys entered the kitchen, Akio hugging tight to his mother before he hurried after his cousin for food.

“Mom, you’re not gonna believe what happened today!” Akio said excitedly as he juggled a bag of chips and two cans of peach tea as Aoi grinned from behind a small bag of cookies.

“Yeah? What happened?”

Akio opened his mouth and paused, head tilting. “Where’s dad?”

“He’s sleeping,” Meizu replied, head canting as his son frowned.

“I’ll wait then. I want Daddy to hear too, the first time. He looked like he was going to die. Or cry.”

Akio followed Aoi to the den where the two set out their snacks, playing with the good items as though the cookies were shuriken and the cans were small exploding tags. Meizu smiled and shook his head, shouting for the boys to watch television like normal six-year-olds. Two little tongues were struck out at him and Meizu gave a happy sort of exasperated sigh. They wouldn’t have to worry about Akio, Meizu thought, looking down the hall to the bedroom where Gozu slept still.

“He’ll be fine,” Meizu whispered. “He’s a shinobi, though and through,”

Meizu moved into the den, sitting on the couch and closing his eyes for a moment. He felt Akio crawl onto his lap and wrapped his arms around his son. Shinobi or not, family took care of family, and Meizu knew Akio would survive Gozu’s overprotection. After all, after a few over-blown stories of adventure, Gozu would become so exasperated he wouldn’t care beyond a father’s love for his child.