***Author's Note: Disturbing material shown. Depictions of sexual abuse portrayed. Soutarou and the character depicted are eighteen for all intents and purposes in these scenes. Reader discretion advised, read at your own risk.***
~Soutarou POV, Unknown amount of time later inside the Genjutsu World~
Soutarou's eyes slowly opened, his body feeling sluggish, and somewhat unresponsive as he couldn't feel his legs, or arms. His head throbbed in aching pain, the bright lights of whatever room he was in were searingly blinding, almost branding his eyes with bright white light.
Soutarou's breathing was labored and his mind spun in confusion and paranoia. Names repeated brokenly… Pitifully… Restlessly… Dangerously… Soutarou's eyes seemed off and the way he thought about certain people became… Obsessive… Fearful… and overly protective and controlling.
'Kushina…. Tsunade…. Naori…. Mikoto…. Mito….'
Soutarou's mind blared with these names, his irregularly dilated pupils and his jarred hearing slowly, but surely readjusted revealing a white room and himself tied down…. Except…. His arms were cut off…. His legs were cut off…. And he could feel the restraints of the infirmary like bed pressing into his abdomen like a tightening rope…
Soutarou's mind spiralled and he began thrashing against the bindings, he tried to free himself from the mouth restrainer that he had just noticed held his teeth from biting down on his tongue, and finally he stilled. His mind calmed and his body relented as he tried to figure out what was going on, all while deluding himself this was all just a bad dream.
Before time glaringly passed on the white room and the sheet white curtains around the infirmary bed began to make his head spin in subtle insanity. The unnatural silence and the ability to hear his own organs, the gurgling of his stomach, the pit-pat of his heart, the slow movements of his diaphragm rising and falling, the thrumming of his own blood, and even the soft wet slaps of his eyelids.
The sounds became increasingly unbearable, before he began to force himself into his thoughts…
'What is going on… Kushina died twice…. Naori, Mito, Tsunade, and Mikoto once… But why did they die like that… Who was that woman who sent those men to kill them all? She kept saying beloved… I found you… No… No! That's not what's important here…. SHE KILLED THEM…. UGHHHHH I'LL KILL HER, I'LL KILL HER! I SWEAR I'LL KILL HER!'
'Hehe… HEHEHEH… JUST YOU WAIT YOU BITCH! HAHA I HATED THE IDEA OF KILLING…. BUT YOU? I'LL SLAUGHTER EVERYTHING AND EVERYONE YOU CARE FOR! Hahaha ... .Hahahahahahahhaha…. Mito-nee… I promised I would try to protect you…. I failed…. I should have listened… I should… I should have killed to protect you… If only…'
Soutarou's thoughts flowed like the rising and receding tides of the oceans, except in his case his thoughts were once a swirl of madness and then a short burst of clarity… Before the tide struck again and the madness came back.
As Soutarou's bursts of clarity became longer and longer and his thoughts stabilized and his mind instinctively ignored the grating noises of his own body, he pondered, 'What do I know about that woman… No, rather, what do I know about this world? It's a modern one… But certain things are off… Almost like someone lazily changed the details of my previous world and… Slapped people from my new world into it… What was it, Kushina said? Saruto…? It's like a cheap knock off of Earth… But then there's also weird traits…. Like this is still an anime centric world… Cherry Blossoms weren't common where I lived, nor were school uniforms, or even walkable communities…'
'This world… I hope it's fake… Yes… It must be…'
'No I need to focus… What else do I know…? It seems like people from my memories are showing up here… Mito mentioned Orochimaru and Jiraiya, I've met Minato, Mito, Kushina, Mikoto, Naori, and Tsunade as well… But what else is there?'
'Any unique traits? No, most of their personalities were aligned… Well… Except for Minato, he's a bastard here… Hmm… Let's think of unknown factors…
'Unknown factors… The only one I can think of is the killer girl. Now that I've thought about it she's probably a true yandere. Yeah she matches the profile… Muttering beloved and we'll be reunited and that I ran away, sell the image very hard… Anything else…? Wait….
'Her eyes… They were like purple kaleidoscopes… Almost like Shion from that one Naruto filler… And then in the middle along with an aurora-like glow around the center there was a sickle moon like a crescent in each eye… It was similar to the Tenseigan, but purple and more advanced…? What else… And she had long hair… A pretty crazy body…. Wait a second wasn't that just… Shion and Hinata-?'
A chill ran down Soutarou's spine as a unique purple eye stared into his golden dazed ones and a soft sweet voice rang out, "Lost in your thoughts again… Soutarou…?"
Soutarou's gaze hardened and he stared at her blankly with no emotion. Soutarou tried to say something, but the muzzle like mouth guard prevented him from moving his mouth, the girl tilted as a "guhh" like grunt sounded from Soutarou. She looked over and placed her chilly hands against Soutarou's cheeks, caressing them softly before she mounted him and stared into his eyes, as if trying to brand the image into her mind…
Before she softly spoke while staring at his eyes and slowly making her way over to his ears and said, "I can remove the muzzle… But you have to promise not to bite your tongue… Not that it really matters… You won't die… I made sure of it…. Hehe…We're so lucky that Soutarou is Blood Type AB+... Thankfully I got quite a bit of blood out of your friends who were so kind to donate it…"
Soutarou began thrashing or at least he attempted to, but his body weight and missing limbs combined with the woman pressing herself against him like a boa constrictor meant that it only felt like he raised himself and lowered himself trying to adjust his positioning.
The woman smiled and said, "We're finally alone again aren't we… My beloved… I'm in a good mood… So how about you promise me you won't bite your tongue… and I'll let you talk…I'll even let you eat actual food… Perhaps I should spoon feed you…? Blink twice quickly if you promise you'll be a good boy."
Soutarou glared at her before what Soutarou felt like minutes passed and he could no longer hold her gaze and he looked away. Still more time passed and he refused to answer, until the amount of time began to scare Soutarou as the woman remained glued to him slowly caressing him, and at some point she had even taken the liberty to unbutton his shirt, slowly caressing his body, but Soutarou who was chocked full of drugs he didn't know, along with an ivy drip, and what he could tell was a Gastrostomy Tube fed directly into his stomach bypassing the normal route of the nose.
The only reason he knew she had unbuttoned his shirt was because he glanced down for a moment… His body truly had no sensation and he swore his chest area was getting wetter by the moment. Yet he refused to back down. To look at her and give her the satisfaction of him giving in.
Finally after what Soutarou felt was hours upon hours, she sighed softly and said sternly, "You've been a bad boy. You aren't anything like the obedient and good Soutarou I remember. Hinata is quite upset, Soutarou-kun. So it's punishment time. You always hated when I was in control… So today I'm going to ruin you… Slowly… and I'm going to enjoy it. Remember Soutarou… I took your first in our last life… I'll take your first in this life… and the next… and the next… and the next after… even death won't do us apart…"
Soutarou's eyes shot down the moment she said "Hinata," and his eyes narrowed in suspicion, 'Alternate timeline…? But how-'
Soutarou's eyes fogged as Hinata injected him with something right in his neck in his external jugular vein. Before she yanked out the ivy drip that was attached to his upper chest right where his subclavian vein was. Within moments pain the sensation of pain returned and flared across his hold body… as did phantom pains of no longer having his limbs… He grunted through the muzzle… despite his tough act… he unfortunately couldn't hold it back and tears began forming.
To which Hinata simply brushed her hand and wiped his tears away before placing her pointer finger on his lip and saying, "Shush now. If you cry now… what will you do later? Maybe I should have left your limbs for more training and punishment… But oh well I can't have you running away… or even ESCAPING… No… Perhaps I should've kept you awake for the amputation… Pity… Now I suppose I'll have to train you the hard way."
~NOTICE: R18 STARTS HERE, SKIP IF YOU CANNOT TOLERATE SEXUAL ABUSE~
Hinata's voice cooed and she licked her lips as if about to indulge in something delicious. Grabbing another syringe out of her bosom somehow she once again with pinpoint accuracy stabbed it into him and dumped its contents into his blood stream. Before a noticeable bulge began to rise from under Soutarou's infirmary garment or hospital gown.
Soutarou shook his head in denial and began thrashing his head against the back of the infirmary bed. Soutarou was never one to say no to a woman, but even he had standards and he wouldn't give in on his morals, nor his love for his people. And this woman was the worst of them all, she killed the people he loved…
Yet blood rushed down to his cock and Hinata smiled with a flushed face, before she stabbed him again with another syringe before yanking off the muzzle from his face and forcing him into an aggressive french kiss.
*SMOOCH*
Her hands began slowly exploring Soutarou's body, all while her tongue aggressively sucked on Soutarou's numbed and paralyzed one. Soutarou tried to turn his head away before one of Hinata's free hand gripped into his throat and began choking him, forcing him back towards her.
Her other hand turned violent and ripped off the button down gown revealing Soutarou's erect penis.
*CHU*
Slobbering and wet noises from Hinata's forceful kiss rang out, before she pulled back just as Soutarou's face began to turn blue from lack of oxygen. He coughed and gasped for air, before Hinata straddled him and ripped her clothes off before jamming her hand into Soutarou's mouth and holding his tongue in place as she said, "Naughty…. Don't bite your tongue… Or I'll just let you bleed out until you pass out and rape you while I give you a blood infusion… Though I suppose you'll have my blood in you… then we'll be united… Forever… Together… Still… I'm not so heartless as to want you to pass out… not when we're about to be joined together for the first time in this life…"
Struggling "guh"s and "sha"s rang out as Soutarou grunted and groaned while Hinata put her hand in his mouth.
Hinata's large voluptuous breasts spilled out, her pink and turned on nipples proudly stood hardened, and her vagina leaked juices like anything. Her white smooth skin, gleamed in the bright light even Soutarou who was resisting paused for a fraction of a millisecond at the sight before slightly biting down on her hand, failing to actually do any damage as the paralyzing agent stopped Soutarou from having any real bite force.
Hinata's eyes gleamed and she brightly smiled, muttering, "Finally… Finally… FINALLY!"
Before her other hand moved under her, grasping Soutarou's thick slightly throbbing seven inch cock, and then jamming it into herself. A grunt of resistance rang out from Soutarou and a moan of pain and pleasure from Hinata. As she pierced her hymen and somehow Soutarou's cock somehow actually worked its way up the just virgin Hinata.
She seemed pleased for a moment before trying to go deeper and frowning, before saying, "WHY AREN'T YOU ALL THE WAY HARD? NO! THE DRUGS THEY SHOULD BE WORKING! NO YOU LOVE ME. I KNOW IT I KNOW IT."
Hinata began choking Soutarou and even filled with erectile drugs, he was softer than he should because he'd spent the last few minutes thinking of Chiyo in a swim suit and trying to distract himself from what he had to admit, was a knockout babe, even if she was someone he hated.
Soutarou resigned himself to Hinata's choking and pretended to show no signs for as long as he could, hoping she'd kill him. Only for her to stop and pause with an unreadable expression, before a resounding smack across Soutarou's face.
*SMACK*
***Author's Note: The Genjutsu world will end in a few chapters. I'm sorry if it's confusing, but it's an important development that decides Soutarou's character going forwards. Again in the genjutsu world Soutarou is eighteen. I don't ever and won't ever create sexual depictions of underage characters. Please keep this in mind. Additionally we all know Soutarou is a reincarnator, mentally he isn't twelve, he's just lived in a modern world for a long time before reincarnating which is why that whole thing with him becoming anti-killing happened… and why this genjutsu started in the first place.
Still this is the absolute first time writing smut and I have to say I hated it. This shit is fucked up, but hey… for character development ig… The r18 scene continues into the first half of the next chapter.
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Regards, CloudyRage***