Sins (Part 2)

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He lowered his face towards her neck, hesitating to perform his next move.

'This...is madness!'  

Whatever he was about to do, there was a line to it. There were boundaries that he and Yuki, as a family, couldn't afford to cross over.

'I... shouldn't.'

He realized he won't be able to look at her as his sister after what he was about to do.

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He kissed her neck and felt his body react to her. His thoughts got uglier as he inhaled her scent.

Soon, his hand slid onto the back of her thigh, feeling her skin as he lifted her leg slightly above the floor. Unlike his skin, she felt so smooth.

His mind started flashing his desires...how he wanted so badly to take her in his arms—to take her on this floor.

To be inside her.

'Stop! Damn it!'  he begged himself.

Somewhere deep in his mind, he felt guilty, ashamed, and disgusted at his thoughts for her.

She sighed, and Madara felt his heart beat frantically as his body started heating. He moved his lips towards her face and watched how calm she looked. His gaze fixed on her lips.

He wanted to kiss her.

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He brought his lips close to hers, "Yuki...open your eyes." He wanted her to wake up and push him away before he did something from which there was no turning back.

"Or else I might...kiss you."

She gave no response.

He finally gave in to his desires, pressing his lips onto hers and felt a pleasure so strong that his entire body tensed.

She continued to sleep despite the contact. Her warm lips against his own felt so satisfying—like pieces of puzzle fitting together. 

'Take her.' He heard a voice in his mind as he pushed his tongue inside her mouth. 

'I've already crossed the line.'

He felt confused, yet the pleasure was undeniable. He craved for more.

'I want more...of her.'

He moved his hand further down, caressing her thigh, tracing the soft curve of her back.

His body tensed while his mind started flooding with dirtier thoughts, of things he wanted to do to her. The ways he could  claim  her. 

He remembered how his men used to do those captive females.As disgusting as he used to think it was, strangely he wanted to do those things with her now.He wanted to hold her down, kiss her and stretch her open. 

'I want to mark her as mine.'

Red eyes roamed over the slumbering female, drinking in her doll-like appearance. He couldn't help but smirk at how erotic she looked right now. His fingers twitched as he stood over her, itching to touch more of her.

His hand began its travel along the smooth flesh of her belly, soon resting on top of her clothed sex.

'It's Warm.' He licked his lips in hungry anticipation as a noticeable bulge formed in his lower half.

'How did it turn out like... this?'

At some point in his life, he had let this seed of forbidden love to plant itself within him. And it grew into an insatiable lust—such sickening desire for the girl in front of him.

A strange mix of fear, uncertainty and lust started swirling inside his mind as he realized what he was about to do.He felt scared of committing sins which cannot be atoned, of going past the point of no return.

'I can't.'

'I shouldn't be doing this!'

But as he took in the sight of this beautiful female before him, so within his reach to corrupt her with his touch.

'Damn it!'

He remembered the little girl he cherished so much, her innocent smile, the warmth he felt from her.

She deserved a normal life. With a good man who will cherish her. With children this world would accept.

Children that would not be his.

Couldn't be his. 

A sharp pain ripped through him at the realization. He couldn't...Shouldn't steal that away from her. 

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"Yuki. I'm sorry." 

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Izuna walked towards Yuki's room. He knew she sneaked out of the compound later in the day only to return at night. He saw Aniki coming out of her room before.

When he entered her room, she had already left to take a bath.

'She must be out by now.'

When he entered her room, no one was there.

'Where did she go again?'

Izuna waited in her room for a while before walking to the front porch, wondering where she could have gone at this hour.

'I hope Aniki wouldn't find out about this.'

On the way out of her compound he encountered Hemiko.

"Ah! Izuna sama, Greetings. Why are you here this late at night?"

"Where's Yuki?"

"Madara sama summoned Yuki sama to his room to discuss some matters."

"What matters?"

'Why would he call her to his room this late? That's very unlikely of him.'

"I don't know, Izuna sama," Hemiko bowed.

Izuna walked towards Madara's room. Wondering if Yuki got into another trouble.

'If father got to know about her sneaking out of the compound, she might get in serious trouble.'

When he knocked on Madara's room, he already knew Aniki wasn't in there. He couldn't sense his chakra. He knocked anyway, presuming Yuki might open the door.

After waiting a while when he got no response, he entered inside. Yuki was sleeping soundly on the floor. Her blanket half tossed to side, her yukata almost open.

'Seriously, this girl! Why would she wear such an attire?'  Izuna sighed.

Though she's sharp, she's defenseless and immature.

'She's still young.'

But as his eyes briefly lingered on her developing body, he realized that she's no longer a child.

He glanced away.

'I guess…She's not that young anymore.'

Sometimes Izuna couldn't help but feel uneasy around her. The thing that makes him most uncomfortable was how close his siblings were.

Madara, even though loved both of them, the way he looked at Yuki was so intense that Izuna could sense a strange emotion in his eyes.

He's never seen Madara looking at anyone that way. Yuki, on the other hand, seems too oblivious to everything.

Sometimes he would doubt if its all in his head... That he's over thinking. 

'Maybe, it's all my imagination.'

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The moment she opened her eyes, she was assaulted by the bright morning light pouring in through the window.

Though her vision was blurry, she could still make out Madara was standing in front of her. He was changing into his training attire with his back turned towards her.

'What's the time now? How long have I been sleeping?' She peeled off the sheets and sat up, feeling exhausted.

"Good morning nii! " Yuki smiled, expecting he would greet her back.

But he just gave her a "Hn" and left the room.

'Mood off, huh?'

The rest of the day was like any other day for her. She felt like Madara might have had a foul mood today.

'Is it because of me? Because I couldn't even break out of a simple Genjutsu? '

'Maybe he's annoyed at me for being weak.'

She sat on the steps of the main compound, watching Izuna practice. Her head filled with thoughts of the boy she met in the forest.

'Hashi.'

'I wonder where does he live? Which clan does he belong to? Why did he come to the riverside?'

'Was he just passing by... or was he there to meet someone?'

'Something about him was so contagious. His smile. He had a bright smile that could lift anyone's spirit.'

She smiled as she remembered his booming laughter. 

'I wish I could meet him aga—'

"Yuki?"

She quickly snapped out of her thoughts, 

"Huh? Oh! Nii san! Yes, what is it?"

She was so distracted that she didn't even hear Izuna calling her.

"Pass me my towel."

"Yes..."

'He could have called the servants for that! Why does he always call me?'

She bought his stuff and handed it to him. Just when she was about to leave for good, 

"Hey! I have something to ask you."

"What is it, nii?" She tried her best to hide her irritation.

While he was wiping his sweat off, her gaze lingered on him for a while. His shirtless body looked hard and chiseled, resembling Hashi san's just a bit. It didn't fail to remind her of how different men and women were. Not to mention his bossing her around only added to her doubt that he's looking down on her...because she's a girl.

"Where were you yesterday?" Izuna asked.

"Huh?" 'Did he notice too? What if he tells father?'

"Don't play dumb. I know you sneaked out of the compound and came back around midnight." he stated confidently. 

"I... Went out to collect some herbs." she wasn't sure how to explain why she got late.

"Herbs? How useless! Don't you have anything better to do?"

"Its NOT useless! don't forget how many times I've healed you with those!"

"Yeah sure it's not! We can carry lots of herbs to a battlefield to heal ourselves all the time, huh?" he mocked. 

Yuki felt so angry that she wanted to curse at him. Somehow she kept her mouth shut.

"You know, if you had spent your time practicing diligently, instead of collecting herbs, you would have improved a lot by now." he added. 

Yuki glared at him. She felt hurt.

He knew their father and the elders didn't agree with her being trained like a Kunoichi. Which is why she wasn't allowed to train. But he still asks such a question to rub salt onto her wound.

"If you have nothing better to say, I should take my leave." she turned around. 

"Yuki, stop."

She ignored him and walked away. 

"I said stop."

'Seriously! who does he think he is to command me? Stupid!'

"Hey!" he caught her wrist and pulled her towards him.

"What do you want? Let go!" she tried to pull back her wrist, but he tightened his hold—hurting her.

He kept looking at her strangely, as if in shock.

' What's wrong with him today?'

"Why did Aniki call you to his room?"

"He said he wanted to discuss something with me. "

"And?" he pressed on. 

"And what? It was getting late so I fell asleep in his room." she really didn't want to go into details.

"That's it?" 

' He suspects me. But why? Does he know about my encounter with Hashi?'

'No.There's no way he could know!'

" Y—Yes, um..." She didn't want to tell him how she couldn't even get through a simple Genjutsu test.

"Tell me the truth,Yuki."

"What do you mean?" She glared at him, "What's wrong with you nii san?" she whined while trying to release his hold on her wrist. It was tight and was hurting real bad now. She was sure this would leave a bruise.

"What were you both doing in there? I'm sure you didn't go there just to sleep with him. Did you?" he asked, his voice laced with anger and doubt. 

'The way he put it... Sounded so dirty!' It kept ringing in her head.

'It's as if he's accusing me! '

"I—He was telling me about Genjutsu and Sharingan."

His eyes widened a bit in surprise before his expression turned serious, "Did he try it on you?"

"um... Yes, j-just for a minute.Nothing serious."

He let go of her hand and fell silent for a moment, as if contemplating something.

Yuki didn't know how to respond. He was acting weird. And to her surprise, he suddenly touched her neck.

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"Yuki. Keep some distance from Aniki."

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