"I hate everything about you, why do I love you?" Ichigo sang- more like screamed to nothing in her room, blasting Three Days Grace. 'I shouldn't be blasting music but I don't care anymore, I can't take you anymore, Masaya. Now that they were 23, they had their own little house near a forest, he suddenly changed. One day his friends took him to a bar and BAM! – She had an alcoholic on her hands. Speaking of hands, his were always on her- striking her, leaving his handprint- showing her and reminding her who she belonged to. She couldn't tell anyone either. The other Mew Mews always asked, forever curious but she just smiled her best fake smile and just said "You know how clumsy I can be, guys!" Ryou never fell for it. He always frowned in disgust at each new bruise she seemed to get overnight. She looked out of the window up at the night sky. It was so pretty. She remembered Ryou saying that about her one night in the part before her and Masaya had gotten serious. Sometimes she wished she hadn't chosen so stupidly. Now she's trapped. She then heard a car coming closer to the house. Her heart sank and she ran to go shut off the stereo. 'Where did all of my courage just go?' she wondered as she looked around her room, frantically, looking for any type of mess that she could have missed. Car lights washed over the house and Ichigo flew down the stairs, shaking. It didn't matter if she missed any type of mess. He would find some type- any type of excuse to hit her. Her heartbeat quickened, hands shaking. This was how it used to feel but it was a good thing back then. 'Where's my Masaya?' She thought to herself. The keys jiggled in the lock and Ichigo felt the automatic shiver go down her back. The doorknob turned and he walked in, in all of his handsome, abusive glory.
"Ichigo, baby!" He slurred.
'He's drunk… fu-' Before she could get the curse out in her mind, Masaya eyed her lustfully and grabbed her close. She tried squirming away; no matter how many times he did that to her, she just couldn't deal with it. He started to pull at her spaghetti strapped shirt, trying to get it off of her. Ichigo squirmed.
"Masaya, please, no!" He did stop but his eyes darkened and the impish grin he wore fell to the floor.
Knots started to form in Ichigo's stomach. His face straightened, his grip moved from her shirt to her face. By him holding it, it made her look like she had fish lips.
"M-Mashh.." She couldn't even get his name out correctly.
"Don't you dare talk back to me, as if you controlled me. " He reprimanded, spitting into her face.
Ichigo trembled beneath him. The whiskey on his breath was stronger than usual. This thought made Ichigo tear. Masaya noticed the tear fall from her left eye.
"Why are you crying? I do everything I can for you and you CRY? Little ungrateful bitch…" He yelled, dropping her to the floor, making Ichigo go into an automatic fetal position. He drew his leg back and shot it forward at Ichigo's stomach. She yelled in pain. 'Why did this happen… what have I done for this?" She screamed in her head. He yanked her up by the shirt and threw her against the banister of the stairs, her head hitting first. She yelled a cry of pain as she trembled on the floor.
"Shut up! No one can hear you! You think that bastard Shirogane will save you now?!"
He began kicking her head against the banister repeatedly, a puddle of blood began showing on the carpet.
"Cunt. You messed up my fucking carpet now!" He yelled at her. Ichigo was losing conscience but thanked it. She didn't want to feel this anymore. He then knelt next to her looking at her. He yanked her by her hair and made her stand up. Ichigo could barely see straight, though. She saw 5 Masaya's and it scared her shitless. She knew what was good for her so she stood up, best she could. Masaya began walking around her. She cringed every time he went behind her. She'd been wearing boxers with no underwear under which was stupid of her. Swaying as little she could she began to close her eyes, the blood loss couldn't be good at this point. But Masaya didn't care. He walked in front of her and noticed her eyes shut. He slapped her so loud it echoed around the house. She held her cheek and tried not to sob. The impish grin came back as he eyed her up and down. Masaya then pushed her against the wall and ripped her shirt off, somehow, including her bra. He looked at her breasts as if they were treasure. Ichigo was shaking more than ever, but she knew what was going to happen now. He grabbed one of her breast and took it in his mouth suckling and biting very roughly. She pressed herself against the wall to try and keep the shorts in place, 'maybe he wouldn't notice' she suggested to herself shakily. It didn't work. He noticed the struggling and ripped the boxers off and there she was, completely naked. She wished she could somehow get out of his grip and this thought for some reason made her try it.
"Why are you so damn difficult? Back in 7th grade you were all over me, fawning and all and now look. You're trying to get away? STOP BEING A TEASE!" He banged her head against the wall and she fell face first. He chuckled. She heard his belt being undone and her heartbeat quickened and her eyes widened.
She had two options now. Turnover and get hit, or stay this way, take it and soon it will be morning, and he will be gone. She heard his pants fall to the floor. Her sight began to drift off slowly. Her grip on consciousness was very bad by this point. The last thing she remembered was Masaya getting closer, turning her over and entering her- hard.

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Ichigo woke up with her alarm, hitting the off button hard. She sat up and it was as if a headache had been waiting at her bedside for her to arise. She looked to her left and saw Masaya sleeping, looking like an angel. She got out of bed quickly and went into the bathroom. She looked at her face and gasped. It was more messed up than ever. 'You went too far, Masaya.' She thought to herself. Ichigo turned on her sink and began to go through the morning process, brushing her teeth, washing her face, yeah you know. She started downstairs so quietly it was impossible to hear her. Masaya had to wake up in an hour to get ready for work. Ichigo began on breakfast for him, the usual eggs, toast, turkey bacon. She was almost done when she noticed Masaya had been staring at her oddly, with a dreamlike look in his eyes, standing at the bottom of the stairwell. Her shoulders tensed at that moment.
"B-Breakfast is ready." She stammered, looking down.
"Thanks babe." He sat down, stating on his eggs.
It confused her how he did the things he did and was able to live with himself. Didn't it bother him? He used to say he loved her, where did it go?
"You can't go into work, Ichigo." He said nonchalantly, sipping coffee.
"Alright."
He got up, leaving most of the breakfast Ichigo cooked on the table to go get his jacket.
"Bye, Ichigo."
"Bye, Masaya, I love you."
She knew it was wrong but she couldn't help it. She would always love him. No matter what. He walked out of the door and she watched him get in the car and drive off. A random wave of dizziness washed over her and she needed to sit down. 'What the hell was that?' She wondered. Her house phone rang and she rushed to get it.
"Hey, Momomiya." She heard the cool voice of Ryou on the other line and her tense shoulders relaxed.
"H-Hey, Shirogane. What's up?" She was nervous talking to him because of Masaya. And other things. Things she refused to say.
"You comin' in today? Or did you fall again." He said, spitting out the word 'fall'. This made her stammer. Ryou was always smart to begin with but she could never fool him, even if she thought she was doing a good job.
"Yes. I, um, fell and I hurt myself In the kitchen."
Ryou sighed angrily. "Stop with the bullshit, Ichigo. You aren't that clumsy. That's Lettuce. He hits you, doesn't he?"
I felt everything in my chest tense up and she began getting scared.
"I-I-I have to, go… clean. Bye Shirogane!" She quickly said and hung up as soon as she finished the sentence. She first went upstairs to change into shorts and a tank and began cleaning the very already clean house. Seven hours past and Ichigo finished. She layed down on the couch and began to doze off. She awoke to the sound of her doorbell ringing. She sat up, scared. Masaya was home already? She looked at the clock and saw that 6 hours past, now 6 o' clock. She sat up, rubbed her eyes and went to her door and looked through the glass. Ichigo felt the blood rush from her face. It was Ryou. He clearly saw her standing there, but she wouldn't open the door. 'Why won't she open the damn door. I see her standing right there. That asshole couldn't be home, his car isn't here.' He thought. Ichigo took a deep breath and shakily opened the door. Ryou's face went through 3 different emotions all in the same second. Happiness, Confusion, Realization. They were silent. Ichigo stood in the same spot though, making it impossible for him to enter the house.
"You need to stop sticking up for him, Ichigo."
She was at a loss for words.
"Come in." She finally said. She moved, he came in and she closed the door.
"Why are you here, Shirogane? Surely you didn't come just to tell me that."
"No, I came to see how you were, but I see of course, you're all beat up." He eyes Ichigo with eyes almost similar to Masaya's except… Ryou looked at her with appreciation and happiness, not lustful, evil eyes. Ryou reached out to hold her face up to his and Ichigo flinched. Ryou's hand didn't even feel like it was on her chin. Her heart began racing, but in the way it used to. A good heart-racing feeling.
"He shouldn't try to ruin such a beautiful face…" Ryou said softly.
Ichigo blushed and looked down.
"It's nothing special, Ryou, really."
He gently lifted her face again.
"You're right. It's more than special. It's amazing, nothing can compare to this beauty." He smiled at her. Ichigo couldn't help but smile at this comment.
"You're too sweet, Ryou." But in the back of her mind she told herself 'but I don't deserve it.'
"Ichigo, I mean what I say, I'm not making it up."
Her heart felt like a balloon.
He grabbed her closer. Ichigo started to get nervous, she even began shaking. Her legs began to get weak. This was weird for her. It was never this way with Masaya, even in 7th grade. Ichigo's heartbeat was ridiculously fast now. Being alone with Ryou was amazing, almost- conscious taking, if such a thing existed. For Ichigo, it did. It defined everything for her at the moment. Ryou gently kissed her. Ichigo couldn't have felt anything like this. It were as if nothing else was in existence. It was just Ryou and Ichigo. Her heart felt complete. Then, the front door was swung open and hit the wall as loudly as thunder.

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So, I need reviews, please give them! I need 5 so that I can go on, give me good and bad comments if I did anything wrong. This is my first 3rd person story [x
I should also add that I am no Masaya hater. I love all charachters! :D