My Bride (Reituha/Aoiha)

Entice

On that night three years ago, Kouyou and Akira had forgotten something rather important; Kouyou’s sister was home.

She had been studying for finals when she heard some odd noises coming from her little brother’s room. Irritated, she left her books behind and went to the room next to hers. She was never one for knocking, since she had never thought of what she might possibly be interrupting. She figured they were watching a loud movie, despite her previous warnings that she planned on studying all night.

What she saw however, was far more horrific than she could have imagined. It took her a moment to realise what was happening. Akira, someone whom she had practically grown up with, was fucking her little brother, while Kouyou cried. Her face blanched and she backed away before closing the door. She would have screamed or told him to stop but panic had silenced her vocal chords.

Akira… Akira was raping her little brother.

Her first instinct, after she finally recovered from the initial shock, was to run downstairs and call her parents. When her father finally answered, she sobbed into the phone, telling him what she had seen Akira do to Kouyou. Her father was silent a moment, but then told her that they were on their way, instructing her to stay in her room, lock the door, and not to call the police.

She did as she was told.

The next moments were spent in panic. The two boys were abruptly woken by Kouyou’s father, who stormed into his son’s bedroom and yanked Akira out of the bed. Kouyou screamed at his father to stop, while his mother tried to console him and held him tightly in her arms. Akira tried to reach for Kouyou in his state of fear and confusion but a good smack from Mr. Takashima put him in his place, as he dragged him out of the room, down the stairs, and out of the house.

Akira had managed to at least grab his pants in the confusion, and he presently used it to cover himself.

Mr. Takashima did not release him from his grip, marching him to the boy’s house, where his mother, looking rather distressed at the sight, answered the door.

The accusations flew. Mr. Takashima informed Mrs. Suzuki that her vile son had raped his boy. Akira protested, saying that that was a lie, that Kouyou had consented to the act, but he had stopped once he had started to cry. Kouyou’s father became angrier, calling him a liar and various curse words that would make a middle schooler blush, while Akira’s mother stood in silence, dazed and panicked.

Akira’s grandmother was the only one to intervene, her sleep having been interrupted by the frantic shouting and allegations. She had stood behind her daughter, listening, before she interrupted. “Who told you your son was raped? Was it your son himself? Have you talked to him at all?”

Mr. Takashima would not be moved, saying his daughter had seen what had happened with her own eyes. The two continued their fight, while Mrs. Suzuki only looked more distressed and her son stood by, trying to cover himself.

Finally, Mr. Takashima had enough, and he simply said; “Look. Consider yourselves lucky that I am not pressing charges against your son. However, keep him away from mine.”

He then returned to find a distressed Kouyou, whose mother had been unsuccessful in consoling him. He tried to explain to his father that he loved Akira, that they had been together for a long time, that he had wanted to make love with him, that Akira had been kind and gentle and stopped when he realized it was hurting him.

That only made his father more upset.

Had Akira raped his daughter, he would have immediately called the police. But because it was his son, he hadn’t alerted the authorities, because the idea of his son being violated by another man was shameful. People would talk. But now that Kouyou was denying that it was rape and expressing his love for another man, his father became disgusted. How could his son be a… a homosexual?