[Fic] Brother Love is Best Love (Fujicest)
Title: Brother Love is Best Love
Pairing: The Fuji Brothers
Rating: NC-17 because this fic deals with serious, hard-hitting matters like incest, cutting, male pregnancy, almost-rape etc.
Summary: Fuji loves his younger brother...maybe a little too much!
The Ultimate Fujicest Fic
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Fuji raised his arm up, so that he could see the streaks of red against the alabaster pale skin of his inner arm.
The razor blade that he held in his left hand was stained with his life's essence, and the cuts on his arm were beginning to burn--a deep, throbbing heat that cut straight to the bone.
In spite of the almost overwhelming physical pain that he felt, the emotional agony that he was in over his current predicament overrode everything else, and there was only one thing in Fuji's mind.
He was heavily pregnant--almost full term now--and his baby daddy, Tezuka, had left him in favor of that poncy whore, Atobe.
At times like these, when it seemed like the entire world was moving against him, Fuji knew that there was only one person that he could turn to. One person who would listen to him, and make him feel like a man again.
"Yuuta…" he whispered, through his hitching sobs. He raised his arm and swept it across his leaking eyes, leaving streaks of dark blood upon his face. "Yuuta…"
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"What did you call me to your dorm room for, Mizuki-san?" Yuuta asked innocently, his innocent, brown eyes widening naively as Mizuki shoved him down onto his bed.
"Sex, Yuuta-kun! Nfufufufufufufufufu," Mizuki nfud like the sinister villain that he was. Had he had a mustache, he would have been twirling it right then, but since he didn't he settled for villainously twirling his hair instead.
Yuuta blinked. "What is sex?" he asked. He was a very sheltered, innocent little Catholic schoolboy, so he had no idea what it was that Mizuki wanted from him.
Mizuki moved forward gracefully, like an elegant tiger on the prowl, and pounced on Yuuta.
Yuuta gasped in surprise at the feel of his upperclassman's body pressed against his own. Mizuki appeared to have grown four extra arms, as his hands seemed to be everywhere on his body. "Mizuki-saAAAAn!" he squeaked, voice rising to an almost girlish timbre as Mizuki's wandering hands found his crotch.
"Just relax, Yuuta-kun. You're mine, aren't you?"
"No. I'm God's," Yuuta corrected Mizuki.
"All right…but God would want you to respect your upperclassman and make him happy, right?" Mizuki purred into his ear.
"…Yes…"
"Then open yourself up to me, Yuuta-kun! Reveal to me your carnal secrets, allow me to taste the most luxurious delicacy of your intimate caresses, and warmly welcome me as though I were a long lost lover!" Mizuki ordered him.
At that moment, the door to Mizuki's dorm room burst open, and Fuji appeared from out of nowhere like an avenging Mongol army. Using brute strength that he wasn't even aware he had, Fuji pulled Mizuki off of his beloved brother, throwing him into his open closet, where scum like him belonged.
Mizuki was knocked out by a waterfall of shoes from the top shelf of his closet, and was nearly buried under them by the time that the stream of footwear trickled out.
"Yuuta!" Fuji screamed. Swooping upon his younger brother, Fuji tried to hold him close in a bone crushing hug, but was impeded by the considerable stomach that he now had, due to his miraculous male pregnancy. "Oh my god, Yuuta! What did that evil, evil man do to you? It's all right, baby. It's all right. Big brother is here!"
Big, luminous tears began to stream down Yuuta's sweet, ivory cheeks as his brother held him as close as he could, rocking him and humming children's songs under his breath. "Aniki!" he whimpered weakly. "Aniki! Mizuki-san wanted sex from me!" he revealed. "I'm so glad you're here, aniki! But shouldn't be on your way to the Nationals? And why is there so much blood on you???"
"I was too ashamed to reveal my secret shame, Yuuta-kun," Fuji whispered hesitantly. He averted his eyes, not wanting to see the disappointment in his younger brother's eyes. "I cut myself, Yuuta-kun. To relieve my emotional pain, I cut myself."
"Oh, aniki! You don't ever have to do that again!" Yuuta whispered, taking his brother's hand and pressing a sweet kiss against the wounds on his forearm. "Is there any way that I could ease your pain, aniki? Anyway at all? I'd do anything for you, aniki. Anything!"
"You could have sex with me, Yuuta-kun," Fuji whispered. "Sex always makes the pain go away!"
Yuuta thought about this for a moment, then finally nodded as his brother proceeded to sex him up.
While they were in midst of the carnal and animalistic love making, though, Fuji began to feel uncomfortable pangs within his considerable belly.
"Yuuta-kun!" he shrieked, pushing himself off of his brother. "I think it's time! The baby's coming! Kirihara's baby…or maybe Tezuka's. I'm not sure, because I went and had sex with Kirihara right after Tezuka broke up with me. Quick, beloved little brother! Get a taxi! We need to go to the hospital!"
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Sister Agnes, Yuuta's dorm mother, flagged a taxi down for them, but by the time that they got Fuji into the bright yellow car, his contractions were already coming only seconds apart.
Fuji-Tezuka-Kirihara Hikaru was born within the St. Rudolph gates at exactly 3:33 pm, amidst the murmured Hail Marys of the gathered nuns and priests. He popped right out into Yuuta's arms, and Yuuta had the distinct honor of helping to deliver his very own nephew/step-son.
They lived happily ever after. Fuji went on to win the Nationals single-handedly for Seigaku just twenty minutes after giving birth to his new son, and Hikaru grew up with two daddies, one uncle and one auntie.
The End.