Claiming Innocence

Rating: NC-17>> I can't write much lower then that unless I REALLY try>>

Warnings: This story will deal with rape and suicidal issues. BE WARNED.

Pairings: Ran/Sunao, Yoru/Ran, Yoru/Sunao and Sora/Sunao.

Notes: This is set WAY AU as the characters are back in High School. Ages have been changed, as well as relationships. Ran and Sunao aren't 'one', nor are Yoru and Sora. Instead, Ran and Sunao are twins, while Sora and Yoru are a year apart. Ages/grades are as follows:

Sunao/Ran Fujimori: 16 and sophomores
Yoru Hashiba: 18 and a senior
Sora Hashiba: 17 and a junior
Shinichirou: Still a teacher (not a big part in the story)
Nanami: Still the nurse (not a big role)
Matsuri: AWOL (no role at all xD)

Summary: Ever since Ran and Sunao's mother remarried, Sunao has been victim to the stepfather’s torture. Now, after four years of abuse and rape, Sunao realizes that he can't take it

Chapter One: Wake Me Up, When September Ends:

"Sunao.... It’s time to wake up.... We’ll be late for school if you don't...."

Fujimori Ran looked at his brother who lay curled up in the blankets of his bed. Late the night before, Sunao had crawled into his bed, crying, and had soon passed out. Not wanting to pry, Ran had ignored it and just let his twin share the bed. Today however, when Sunao wasn't the first one up like he normally was, Ran became worried. Gently he shook his twins shoulder, his crimson eyes filled with worry.

"Sunao-chan."

Fujimori Sunao blinked and then slowly rolled over, wincing as he looked up at his elder twin. For a moment neither of them spoke a word, and then Sunao sat up, looking away from his brother.

"Gomen, aniki."

The twins stayed silent as Sunao moved from the bed, going over to his twin’s dresser, pulling out a pair of black baggy pants and a white t-shirt. Sighing, he also grabbed his twins’ boxers. Turning towards the bathroom that joined both their rooms, he spoke once more, though more softly.

"Thank you for sharing your bed, Ran. I'm sorry if I caused you any inconvenience." And with that said, Sunao fled the room, the door slamming on his side of the bathroom.

Ran sat dumbfounded, staring at the spot that had once occupied his brother. A sigh escaped his lips as he picked up his phone, dialing up his lovers’ number. He waited for the elder male to pick up, his voice cracking with sleep as he spoke into the voice piece.

"Yoru...something's happened again...."

~~~~~~~~~~~~
Summer has come and past
The innocent can never last:
Wake me up, when September ends...
~~~~~~~~~~~~

Sunao slowly pulled on his borrowed clothes, searching through his room to find his backpack. It wasn't unusual for him to feel so down, but, after the night before, he didn't want to think about anything at all. He eyed his psychology binder, silently cursing the class. It was supposed to teach him about why he was doing what he was, and yet, the book didn't give him any answers as to why.

A knock on his door had his heart pounding in his chest, his voice timidly calling out to the one that had knocked.

"Hai...?"

Terror rushed through his system as he got a response, the deep voice sending bolts of pain through his brain as everything flooded into his mind at once.

"Get out of your room and come to your mother‘s and mine, now, Sunao."

The voice left no room for arguments, and Sunao nearly cried out as he looked at his clothes, mourning the fact that Ran's clothes would never be wearable again. Slowly, he placed his shirt down, walking slowly to the door, opening it carefully. He looked out, seeing the very last fleeting glimpse of his stepfather walking into the room he shared with the twins’ mother.

Slowly, he walked out, heading towards the place that he'd fled so terrified the night before. A hand rose and he timidly knocked upon the door, letting out a shuddery breathe.

"O---otousama?"

"Come in."

Hesitating briefly, Sunao walked into the room and looked at his stepfather. The man, named Takeru Hidota, was about 6'1" in height and no less then 250 pounds. This topped Sunao's 5'3" and 110 by a lot. Takeru stood from the bed, a cigarette dangling from his lips as he walked over to his stepson, a grin on those lips. His hand rose slowly, resting against the teen’s cheek, thumb running over the smooth skin gently. He could feel the boy trembling, no matter how much he tried to suppress it.

"You were such a good boy last night. But, why weren't you in your room this morning?" The hand that had been so carefully caressing lashed out, cracking against the skin of the boy, a cry filling the room.

"I told you to go to bed in your bed. You disobeyed me, Sunao. Do you know what that means?" The man sneered as Sunao flinched, his eyes turned away.

"It means that you need to be punished."

Sunao started to tremble visibly now, his heart pounding in his chest. Hands roamed his still bare chest, brushing over his nipples, pinching them harshly.

"You should have listened...I do so hate punishing you..."

The younger male knew this was a lie. Takeru got off on hurting his stepson, and the pinkette knew it. None-the-less, he took what the other did, not saying a word against it. His eyes suddenly widened as his pants were ripped off. The tearing noise filled the air, and that was all it took to make the boy begin to cry. Ran's pants were destroyed.

"Iie....yamete...!!"

~~~~~~~~~~~~
Like my fathers come to past
Seven years has gone so fast:
Wake me up, when September ends....
~~~~~~~~~~~~

Another slapping noise filled the room, and Sunao's protests died. Takeru shoved the boy to the bed, spreading his buttocks apart. He gently stroked the small hidden entrance, being gentle. A finger was slowly slipped into the puckered entrance, no lube, and no lotion, anything to make the pain less. Sunao's eyes filled with tears as he clutched as the sheets, his face buried deeply in them, not wanting to give the other the pleasure of hearing him crying.

"Ahhh...such a waste your beauty is. All this, for a little whore like you."

The words stung, but not as bad as the pain that filled him as Takeru took him viciously. Screams filled the room, Sunao's tear-filled eyes clenched in pain as the mans long penis plunged inside, tearing the barely stretched hole apart, blood beginning to seep out onto the sheets. At first the man took his time, moving slowly in and out, groaning as he raped the poor boy. The thrusting became violent suddenly, nearly ripping Sunao apart.

The poor pink-haired boy could do nothing more then sob, and even then, he stopped when he realized that no amount of pain he went through would stop the man who harmed him. He blocked off the pain, ignoring the movements of the other, his eyes becoming unfocused and cloudy. Only moments after Sunao was about to lose what little sanity he had remaining, it was over, Takeru coming inside of the smaller boys body, pulling out then tossing the boy to the floor.

The man pulled out a fresh cigarette, lighting it, then walking over to the boy, squatting over him, putting the now burning cancer stick to one of the abused nipples. He ground it in, causing Sunao to arch up in pain, more tears spilling up, his mouth opening to let out a scream. Of course, this is what Takeru wanted. He shoved his cock into the others mouth, thrusting inside of the warm wetness.

"Suck, bitch."

The cigarette burned badly, and Sunao did as he was told, suckling upon the organ like he meant it, just wanting the pain to finally end. With no regards to his life, the man constantly thrusted so deep that Sunao nearly choked, coughing around the organ. Finally the man grunted and released his seed into the boys’ mouth.

"Swallow it."

Sunao once more did as he was told, and was soon released, his stepfather laying a kick to his side violently.

"You're late. Get your ass out of my room and get to school. If you're not home by 3 o'clock, you'll get it worse."

Sunao stood, shakily walking from the room, his head bowed in shame, blood pouring from his abused hole, rolling down his thighs. Once more, the hands of someone who was supposed to love him... had tainted him.

~~~~~~~~~~~~
Here comes the rain again
Falling from the sky.
Drenched in my pain again,
Becoming who we are.
~~~~~~~~~~~~

Sunao arrived to his first period class, late as well as having missed homeroom, earning himself a detention for that afternoon. He grimaced as he thought about what that would mean. He would be later then 3 o'clock which meant that that night... He shuddered as he walked to his seat. Once he was sitting, he pulled a notebook from his bag, blinking as he turned back to his desk, a note placed on the surface. He blinked then slowly opened the note, his face paled at it's contents, stomach doing flip-flops, wanting to throw-up.

Why were you late? I waited as long as I could for you, but I had to leave or I would have been late. Write back-Ran

Taking out his pen, Sunao quickly scribbled down his response, discretely handing the paper back to his twin, a reassuring smile on his lips.

I just fell asleep again. That's all. -Sunao

He knew that he'd lied, but Ran didn't need to know what was going on. He didn't want his twin to know about the pain that he, Sunao, believed was punishment for doing something bad. He couldn't think of what it was that he'd done to deserve such a punishment, but none-the-less, he took it all, vowing to behave. Apparently God didn't care though because it always happened. No matter what Sunao did, he was always tainted by hands that not only physically scared him, but as well as mentally.

Ran however, didn't believe this for a moment, nor did he push the subject further. He soon turned to his assignment, watching his brother through the corner of his eye. Class went by rather quickly, and the ruby-eyed boy watched his brother carefully; noting the slowness of the others movements or the way he winced it his legs moved. This puzzled him. Unless his brother had been doing naughty thing that morning...which would explain why he was late...he shouldn't have been walking like that.

"Sunao!"

A voice called down the hall, and the twins turned to see Hashiba Sora running down the hall, his elder brother, Hashiba Yoru, following close behind. Sora stopped, panting, beside Sunao who had put on a fake smile.

"Hashiba-kun."

The two looked at each other, then Sora placed a gentle kiss to Sunao's cheek, causing the younger boy to blush, his hand flying out to hit the blunette's shoulder lightly.

"Ne!! Don't you kiss me!"

Sora grinned sheepishly, rubbing the back of his head.

"Aw, c'mon, Sunao! Why won't you just give in and be with me?"

Sunao snorted and began to walk away, Sora following.

~~~~~~~~~
As my memory rests,
But never forgets what I’ve lost:
Wake me up, when September ends.
~~~~~~~~~

Leaving the two to chat, Ran slipped his hand into Yoru's, leading him down the hall in the opposite direction, out of earshot of their younger siblings. Despite being three years apart in age, the two males had become lovers, and would trust anything to the other.

"I think Sunao is hiding something from us. Not only did he sleep in my bed last night, but also he was also late for school today. I can't figure out why...and I also noticed that he was limping. Do you think...?"

Yoru nodded, blinking his duel-colored eyes. His yellow one opened slower then the sapphire one, and he looked down at his lover, obviously perturbed.

"How long has this been going on? It could be the same thing as last time, and that would be why he is trying so hard to avoid school."

The two blinked, Ran letting out a soft sigh, leaning against the wall beside the door to his classroom, looking up at his taller lover.

"If it were that...then he wouldn't be able to hide the scars from me. But then again, I haven't really been looking all that hard for marks since it all ended."

Remaining quiet, they remained standing there, ignoring the bell as it rang, signaling their tardiness for class.

"We should watch him more closely. Listen, why don't you and him spend the night at my house. You know that our mom doesn't care, and I'm sure that you could both use a change of scenery."

Ran laughed softly, a mock pout on his lips.

"You just want to have sex. That's the only reason you invite me over!"

Yoru laughed, wrapping his arms around the other boy.

"Oh no! You've caught me!"

They both laughed, though soon it died out, the mood darkening once more as Ran sighed heavily.

Yoru too sighed softly, leaning down to kiss his boyfriend softly upon the lips. He only held it for a few moments before pulling back and turning to walk away. He paused, looking over his shoulder at the other.

"Well, we'll figure this out soon. Just, don't worry too much."

Ran nodded and waited till his lover had turned the corner before entering his classroom, ready for the scolding that he'd receive.

~~~~~~~~~~~~
Summer has come and passed,
The innocent can never last:
Wake me up, when September ends.
~~~~~~~~~~~~

Lunch came around and Sunao sat at the groups’ normal table, his head rested in his arms as he slept, waiting for the rest of his friends to come. And even as they did, they remained silent, or spoke in whispers, not wanting to awaken the sleeping boy.

Sora smiled at the figure, taking off his jacket and draping it over the pink-haired boys’ shoulders, calmly eating his lunch as he whispered to Ran and Yoru.

"I don't think I've ever seen him so tired before. Did you guys go to bed late last night?"

Ran shook his head, nibbling on a bite of French fry offered from Yoru.

"Not at all. Even though mom isn't here this week 'cause of her business thing...we've been going to bed on time. Unless he's having nightmares?"

The blunette's nodded in agreement. The sleeping boy stirred and the group fell silent, watching as the pinkette quickly fell back into a deep sleep.

One they were sure that Sunao was once more out, it was Ran who spoke, looking as though he’d just had his heart ripped out.

“It pains me to see him like this. And what’s worse is that he won’t tell me what’s going on. How can I help him if I don’t know what it is that is causing him so much pain?”

The others remained silent, watching as Sora lifted his hand, running it through the sleeping youth’s hair gently. For a moment he didn’t speak, and then he looked up at his brother and lover.

“I’m afraid for him. He used to be more open around me...even back then...”

The bluenette paused, then continued once more as his head lowered.

“What could make him so upset that he wouldn’t even tell his best friend?”

The other two males were sympathetic with their friend, knowing what it felt like, having dealed with the same thing once before. The bell rang, signaling the end of their conversation.

Gently, Ran shook his brothers shoulders gently.

“Nao-chan, time to get up. Home economics calls.”

The smaller boy made a noise, then lifted his head, smiling slightly, nodding a bit.

“Alright.”

~~~~~~~~~~~
Ring out the bells again,
Like we did when Spring began:
Wake me up, when September ends.
~~~~~~~~~~~

“What in the world are you doing, Sunao?”

Ran’s high pitched squeak made his twin look at him confused.

“What do you mean...?”

The panic on the elder twins face brought the teacher to their table and his eyes widened immediately.

“Ran, take your brother to the infirmary.”

Nodding his head, Ran carefully removed the knife from his brothers hand, leading him from the room slowly, his sleeve over the boys bleeding wrist.

Sunao however was unaware of the pain, or the fact that he was even bleeding.

“Ran, what’s wrong? Why do I have to go to Nanami-chan’s?”

Ran made an incredulous noise and lifted the slashed wrist to Sunao’s eye level.

“Because you idiot, you’ve gone and cut yourself without realizing it! What has gotten into you lately? I’m worried!”

The younger male said nothing, allowing himself to be led to the nurse’s office. The two stepped inside, greeted by a worried Nanami Kai.

“Mr. Matawan called ahead and told me that you were both coming.”

Slowly the brunette led the smaller boy to the bed, sitting him down on it carefully. Beside the bed was a small table, already stocked with bandages and gauze.

“Sunao-kun, what were you thinking? I thought that this had stopped...?”

As he spoke, Nanami cleaned the cut with alcohol, slowly dabbing at it with the gauze, then wrapping it in the bandages.

~~~~~~~~~~
Here comes the rain again,
Falling from the stars.
Drenched in my pain again,
Becoming who we are.
~~~~~~~~~~~

Ran was equally as curious for his twins answer, but gave a disapproving noise as the other boy remained silent. Just as he was about to speak, the infirmary door burst open, Sora stumbling in, followed by Yoru who had a scowl on his face.

Sunao’s eyes sparked with fear as he drew his knees to his chest, trying to hide from the four friends in the room. He peaked over the tops of his knees, coming face to face with a sapphire and golden eye. He let out a startled noise and scrambled backwards, terrified.

Yoru’s expression deepened. Sora stood behind his brother, an arm wrapped comfortingly around Ran who looked pained.

“Fujimori, tell me what is going on with you right now.”

The eldest of the students lifted Sunao’s freshly bandaged arm, hissing softly.

“You better have a good excuse for this or there will be hell to pay.”

The youngest boy whimpered, looking pleadingly at Sora who averted his eyes in shame. Even Ran, his own twin, wouldn’t look at him. And it was then that Sunao knew he couldn’t keep this a secret any longer. In the calmest, clearest voice he could, just as Shinichirou walked in, Sunao told his darkest secret to his group of trusted friends.

“My stepfather has been raping me.”

~~~~~~~~~
As my memory rests,
But never forgets what I’ve lost:
Wake me up, when September ends.
~~~~~~~~~

TBC.....

Phwee...That took a really LONG time to write! But, I don’t know...should I continue or not? Please review~!