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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      M/M, Other
  Fandom:
      妖怪ウォッチ_|_Yo-Kai_Watch
  Relationship:
      Nate_Adams/Hidabat
  Character:
      Amano_Keita_|_Nate_Adams, Hidabat_|_Hikikōmori
  Additional Tags:
      Torture, Voyeurism, Blood_and_Gore, Kinda, i_didn't_go_as_hard_on_the
      gore_as_I_wanted_too....., strangers_on_the_internet_do_Bad_Things,
      There's_a_noncon_warning_for_a_reason._HEED_IT!!!!
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-03-16 Words: 2044
****** Haze ******
by brimst0ne
Summary
     Hidabat breeches Nate's trust.
Notes
     HOOOO BOY so I was thinking....does anyone ship these two?? I thought
     it was cute but then..... all those deep web horror stories bubbled
     up to the surface, and thought...since Hidabat is on the web a lot,
     what if they're into some fucked up shit
     And so this fic was born!! I wrote it in 2 hours, and kinda lost
     steam at the end, so??
     And HEY if you're still reading, this fic has veeeery explicit noncon
     in here. If you were one of the people who thought my very tiny
     whiske fic was bad DO NOT READ THIS PLEASE ITS BAD AND PROBELMATIQUE
See the end of the work for more notes
"C'mon Nyate, you're gonna miss the start of the concert!! That's when all the
girls introduce themselves, so you don't get lost!" Jibanyan has Nate by the
hand, dragging him up into his bedroom to watch the newest Next HarMEOWny live,
that apparently just came out on DVD. Of course, Jibanyan preordered it the
second it went up. Whisper followed closely behind, carrying a bag full of
snacks from the nearest everymart. Once the door closed behind the three of
them, they set the bag next to Nate's bed, and hopped up on it.
"I've never seen a concert of this caliber before... color me excited!" Whisper
exclaims, as Nate nods. Jibanyan looks proud as ever, propping up Whispers
Yokai pad on some books. It wasn't the most hi-tech setup, but since Nate
didn't have a tv in his room, it worked. Nate reaches into the bag next to his
bed and fishes out some chocobars, and hands them out to his Yokai friends.
Nate suddenly remembers something, from his hand being in the bag. He didn't
feel anything cold...
"Ah! We forgot drinks!"
Jibanyan sighs, and Whisper looks around, he's sure he brought up drinks for
all of them, this was awfully strange. But he kept his mouth shut about it.
"Damn...I'll go get more." Nate scoots to move off of his bed, but he's stopped
by a cola bottle in front of his face.
He looks up from the bottle to see Hidabat holding it, with two more in his
other tiny hands. He seems to give a smile, without having a visible mouth.
"Hidabat! Thank you so much! You're a real life saver."
"Of course. It's only a small thanks for letting me use your closet."
Nate takes the drink out of his hand, the small bat floats over to the other
two Yokai on the bed, and hands out drinks accordingly.
"Hey, Hidabat, don'tcha wanna watch the concert with us?" Jibanyan asks,
holding the bottle in his paws. The bat Yokai shakes its head.
"No thank you. I'll be in the closet. Have a good time, you three."
Nate nods at Hidabat, who takes his leave...5 feet away into the closet. He
nearly slams the door, making Whisper jump. The three of them shrug it off, as
Jibanyan scrambles to start the video.
"Alright! Next HarMEOWny, music...start!"
--
By the time Nate was about half finished with his cola, and the concert, he
already felt really fatigued... so much so in fact, that the three of them
decided to watch the concert another night, when Nate felt better. Whisper and
Jibanyan wished the boy a good night, and assumed their regular sleeping
positions.
--
Welcome back Hikkibat! Current Online Users: 78
Hikkibat: hey guys
Maskedmob: so it's tonight???
Hikkibat: yes
Hikkibat: I gave you guys the link a few hours ago
Kingjewel: omg I'm so excited
Lastassassin: is it of that kid you sent us pictures of??
Hikkibat: yeah
Hikkibat: he's pretty cute isnt he lol
Tentacleslime: are you gonna kill him? It'd be a waste to kill someone as cute
as him tbh
Hikkibat: we'll see. If someone donates high enough I might consider it
Lastassassin: you better be recording this too dude
Hikkibat: of course
Hikkibat: the drugs should kick in in a few hours, I'll keep you guys posted
Kingjewel: pleeeeease do he looks so yummy :9
Hikkibat: there's some recordings I took of him sleeping up if you're
interested
Kingjewel: I'll go fap to them probably lmao
Hikkibat: save that for tonight, worth the wait I promise
--
Hikkibat: they just turned off the lights, get ready guys
--
Nate's head spun, the whole world swirled around him, as his eyes struggled to
open against whatever powerful force was within him. Was he... drugged?
Confusion plagues his mind as he finally manages to wrench his eyes open, but
is met with a shadowy figure looming over his bed. He can't make out a face,
but they had a long robe on, and...wait. Nate weakly tugs his arms; they've
been tied to the bed with some sort of rope. He tries to kick his legs too, but
no dice. They're tied down too.
"Oh. You're awake." A familiar voice deadpans, coming from an unfamiliar
figure.
"...Hidabat?"
Finally, Keita makes out the figures face; it's that of a human. In fact, he
looks completely human! Minus the large bat ears on his head, that is. Head
hazy, he blinks in bewilderment.
"I decided that it'd be easier to do this in a human-esque form." He states
plainly. Do 'this'? What exactly was 'this'?
Another tug at his restraints, Nate realizes that he's trapped. Panic bubbles
hot in his chest, boiling over into tears. He was trapped, and at the mercy of
a Yokai.
"Why...what are you doing?" Nate asks, heartbroken at this betrayal. There's no
way you could misinterpret this scenario; and Hidabat seemed completely
unwilling to explain himself.
He doesn't answer the boy, and instead looks over at the front of the bed and
smiles. Nate follows his line of sight, and sees... a laptop, with a webcam
over the top of it. It's pointed directly at him. Hidabat moves to turn on the
light next to his bed, illuminating the horrific scene.
He was still in his room, this confirmed it. But where were Jibanyan and
Whisper?
"Jibanyan...Whisper..." is all Nate can manage in his heavily drugged state,
tears slowly pouring out of his eyes.
" I haven't even done anything, and you're crying? Whatever, this probably
turns some of them on." Hidabat mumbles the last part, but Nate still heard it,
much to his horror. 'Them?' So this was being broadcasted? Not just recorded?
He futilely tugs at his restraints again, but now in the light, notices the
symbols painted on. They must be some kind of Yokai seal, Nate barely thinks,
so he can't... escape. Was he going to die?
Hidabat moves over to the laptop, and begins typing.
Hikkibat: should I let him see the chat
Goldenluck: sure
Kingjewel: isn't he drugged out of his mind??? He probably can't even read it
Hikkibat: good point
Hikkibat: but anyway, donations are open, let me get out all the tools I have
He moves to a box at the foot of Nate's bed, and fishes out all kinds of
things. Things Nate has never seen before. Some pink and purple things, a
knife, scalpel, pliers, bandages... he places them right in front of the
camera, between Nate's legs. He whimpers at the sight of the surgical tools,
giving another weak pull on his restraints.
Hidabat moves back to the laptop, flips the screen around, and Nate can see
himself, and a quite fast moving chat on the side of the screen. He can't read
any of it, but he has a sinking feeling in his gut that they probably aren't
saying nice things about him.
A cute little jingle plays. It scares Nate half to death, as Hidabat cranes his
neck to look at he screen.
"Hollygram donated 15$, and says 'cut his pants off with the scissors, much
love from germany'"
Nate's heart sinks. People were honestly paying money to see him be
humiliated... what if Katie saw this? She probably wouldn't, but his face heats
up with shame.
Without hesitation, Hidabat takes the surgical scissors out of the pile of
tools, opens them up, and shoves the blade down Nate's pants, hacking away at
them quickly, and efficiently. Nate holds back a whimper at the cold,
unforgiving steel pressing against his thighs. Once both legs of his pants were
cleanly hacked through, he hears another cute jingle, as Hidabat pulls the
chopped up fabric off of him, and onto the floor. He discards the scissors on
his side table, looking completely unphased.
He peers at the screen again.
"Kingjewel donates 23$, and says 'make out with him!!! And make sure to use
some tongue >:3'"
Nate subconsciously shakes his head, as if saying No would actually do anything
in this situation. Hidabat swiftly takes Nate's face in one hand, and shoves
his lips onto his. He firmly keeps his jaw clenched; he did not want anyone's
tongue in his mouth. But Hidabat had a solution to that. With his other hand,
he grabs Nate's neck and crushes it with his grip, forcing him to open his
mouth, or he would kill him. With tears pouring out once again, Nate obliges,
releasing his jaw and letting the slimy intrusion in. He felt like he was going
to throw up.
After what felt like an eternity, Hidabat lets him go, and Nate's gasps for air
as spit dribbles down his chin, and tears roll down his cheeks. Once again,
Hidabat seemed completely unphased.
Another jingle. Nate cringed.
"Tentacleslime donates 50$ and says 'slit his cute little wrists'"
Oh no. He sees Hidabat go for the razor blade and stares in horror. Should he
scream? No, that'd just make things worse, he'd probably just gag him. Once
again, in a desperate attempt to get free, he tugs as hard as he can on all of
his restraints at once. Nothing budged, but Hidabat was still coming.
He holds his tied up wrist roughtly, grasping the razor blade in the other.
Nate braced himself.
The cold steel made quick work of his tender wrists, slicing through them like
a predators claws would. Each swipe of the razor sent a jolt of pain and heat
through his body, making more and more tears fall out. Warm blood trickled down
his arms, he couldn't bear to look at them. He instead shuts his eyes tightly,
hoping this was just some horrible nightmare.
But it wasn't.
After the razor was throughly coated in his blood, Hidabat emotionlessly sets
it to the side. He nonchalantly licks the blood off of his hands.
Ding. Nate tightens his muscles further.
"30$ from Maskedmob. ' just rape the little fucker already lol'"
Fear completely overtakes the boy. From his head to his toes, everything is so
horrified he can barely breathe. "No, no" he mouths, eyes still clenched shut
as Hidabat untied his leg restraints. He obviously wasn't letting him go, as he
moved the laptop to catch a better angle. Nate didn't even notice the giant
tent in Hidabats loose pants, he was too focused on being horrified. A dark
expression looms on Hidabats face as he pulls off his pants, and starts to
remove Nate's. instinctively, he kicks at Hidabat, trying to keep him away.
Hidabat simply dodges the weak kicks, and adds, "I wouldn't do that if I were
you."
Nate immediately stops, as Hidabat finally removes his boxer briefs, and slings
them carelessly on the floor, a primal look in his eyes. He had moved the pile
of tools, but pulled out a bottle. He squirted the contents on to his hands,
then on to his erection. Whatever it was, Nate assumed it was to hurt him.
"This is just to make it easy on me." He murmurs.
Nate seemed to be correct. He braces himself for the worst.
Hidabat lifts him up slightly, and spreads his legs out further. Nate squirms
under the yokais touch, it being slightly colder than his own skin. He wastes
no time in shoving himself into Nate, disregarding the boy's screams. Nate
wails from the pain, hot tears pouring out, and drool dribbling down to his
sheets. He tugs at his arm restraints, if only he could use his watch to call
help... He wistfully thinks to himself to distract from the horror he's being
subjected to. Hidabat thrusts in and out of him like a starved animal, holding
his hips in a death grip. The pain is unbearable, making Nate sob
uncontrollably as his rectal cavity was being damaged beyond repair.
More jingles kept flooding in as Hidabat relentlessly has his way with the 12
year old, fucking him absolutely raw. At this point the trauma had completely
overtaken him, making him feel...nothing.
A blank expression covered Nate's face, but yet tears kept pouring out.
Hidabat finally finishes inside after what seems like forever. Nate's vision
blurs. He couldn't take this anymore.
Conciousness fades, and with it, the horror he had witnessed.
End Notes
     Also you're probably wondering why I used the dub names!!! Because I
     didn't want to write Hidabats name 4792474843827 times, I'm a lazy
     asshole I know
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