This is my first time to attempt at an angst RO fic so I hope I won't disappoint you...

Disclaimer: Ragnarok Online doesn't belong to me. It belongs to Lee Myung Jin and to its respective owners. I only own the characters in this fanfiction.

Doleur

She was crying once again.

Haine Zeke of the guild Herzlos had just made her life miserable.

Not physically speaking, of course; she was built for the kill, being an Assassin of the guild Einsamkeit and her status of being one of the Elders of Juno gave her experiences of fighting in a war to defend her country; her body bore all the battle scars. Besides, Orihara Botan was capable of defending herself.

How her life turned miserable suddenly was something even she did not expect…

For the clueless, the guilds Herzlos and Einsamkeit had been going against each other ever since they had met for the first time. The latter had their own agit back then and Herzlos had done almost everything to get that agit situated in the Capital and they were unsuccessful, for the Peony of Einsamkeit would always outdo them.

The rinse-and-repeat action stopped when the guild Herzlos recruited into their ranks a young Monk…

His name was Haine Zeke, a twenty-seven year old Monk with features that would have made any girl swoon. He was not that handsome, but his reputation as a Monk that was capable of battling a whole guild by himself was enough to make him the envy of all the males and the would-be lovers of the females. One feature that set him apart from the rest of the XY chromosomes in the Capital was due to his eyes. At any time of the day, members of the XX chromosomes would talk about it; how the combination of an ocean blue and light brown eyes and messed up silver hair, as well as a muscular tanned body had made him so mysterious and handsome and how he was always aloof when he was alone but with his guild mates, he always acted wacky.

Botan had wondered what made him so handsome, mysterious and aloof when he was simply a ruthless bastard, idiotic as well and how he showed no mercy.

It all started when the aquamarine-haired, brown-eyed twenty-six year old female Assassin had taken a stroll in Morroc after a hard day's work. It was guild siege day and yet, no luck on getting back their castle; Haine was turning into a demon every time they had the siege. Recently, he managed to knock unconscious both her guildmates, a female Knight and a fellow male Monk and it scared her to no end.

'Wait a minute, why am I so scared of him? He doesn't know me and hasn't seen me. I mean… for god's sake, I'm not famous here in the Capital.' Botan was staring at the sandy grounds of the said city and did not even realize that some nanoseconds later, she would come smacking into a young man's chest. "Odin, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to—"

Time seemed to have stopped, for the one she had bumped into was the man in her mind awhile ago.

Haine Zeke.

His poker-faced expression turned menacing with a blink of the eye. "Oh, aren't you the Einsamkeit guild master's slut?"

Botan's face turned red from embarrassment but the young man had mistaken it for guilt. "Have you no shame, miss? You're so famous up in the north, being one of the Grandmaster of Juno's granddaughters, as well being an Elder, or whatever you call it but you're now tainting your name by turning yourself into a slut? Tsk, tsk, tsk, and having such a relationship with your guild master at that!"

'That is not true!' she wanted to yell out but could not find her own voice; it seemed as if it had disappeared suddenly. 'Not to the extent of having sex with my guild master, damn you! He's my boyfriend!'

Not know to many, even to her guild mates was her true relationship with her guild master, who is currently a Knight. Fine, so there were the kisses, hugs, some heavy petting and making out but she was still a virgin. Yes, a frustrated virgin at that; Knights were known to be noble and her boyfriend was one of them, wanting the both of them to get married before getting down to it.

"What, a Wild Rose got your tongue? You should be." Zeke taunted before bursting into laughter.

"S-shut up, you…! I'm not a slut! Why should I become one anyway!" damn it, why was she stuttering!

"To be famous throughout the Capital, wouldn't you agree?" he eyed her with his heterochromic eyes, smirking as well. "I can help you become one, you know… I'm sexually frustrated myself; those whores you call Dancers refusing me because of their Bard boyfriends. Honestly, I don't see why you shouldn't two-time."

"Well, excuse me! Love between two people should only be with each other, not with other people!" she shot back in anger. "And why are you so full of yourself! Just because your eyes are that of a freak's doesn't mean you can force girls to have sex with you!"

Haine laughed once more before speaking, "You think of sex as a sacred deed done by a man and a woman?" his eyes then turned into mere slits. "Is that what you really think, woman? Women your age in Geffen lose their virginity as soon as they graduate and they never regretted such a thing to be done to them by mere strangers! As they say in Geffen, 'The Great Eye put the Brain over the Heart because the Heart is a useless thing'. And don't you even DARE call me a freak, you bitch. You know what happens when someone calls me that?"

"What?" her reply was of defiance and he liked it. He liked his women feisty.

"I kill them." His smiled was cold. "However, you are a woman; maybe you can… satisfy me." And it took one punch in the gut to knock her out.

She woke up in a familiar-looking room, a bit dizzy, for whatever reason that was, she did not know. The aquamarine-haired girl sat up and looked around, finally realizing that she was inside the inn but not just any other inn…

It was the one she had owned, something given to her by her Grandfather when the Assassin turned eighteen. Right now, Botan was placed inside the best room the inn ever had but then… how did she get here…?

Her answer lay on the familiar Monk coat that rested on the chair near the dresser.

'Odin, don't tell me he's really going to rape me!' the woman wanted to scream out loud but couldn't do so, for the shower in the bathroom was turned on and that man might hear her. "Damn it, I must get out of here!"

Slowly, the Peony jumped off the bed as quietly as possible and landing without even a hint of wood creaking on the floor as she landed on her feet, her heart pounding madly against her chest. Would he hear her leave…?

When the Orihara girl heard the shower turn off, she panicked. "I have to escape! NOW!" Botan did a bunny hop and was already in mid-air, trying to reach out and open the door but the Monk came out of the showers, wearing nothing but the towel around his waist and once more, she came crashing into him, knocking them both down the ground.

"You bitch, what have you done this time to annoy the hell out of me!" he roared angrily while struggling to put back his towel to its original place. "Can't you even stay still!"

"I'm getting raped by you and you're telling me to stay still!" Botan shot back.

A slap echoed throughout the room and the female Assassin was in shock. Never would she imagine a man do such to her…

"Don't talk back to me; else I may increase the pain."

"I can endure any pain you wish to inflict on me." The woman replied coldly.

'That's what you think.' "Oh, is that so…?" a lazy smile played at the corner of his mouth. "Let's experiment, shall we…?"

The next thing that happened was a nightmare to the female Elder. She wished she had woken up from it sooner… and all she remember from her nightmare was a pain that even she couldn't bear, a skilled fighter and a veteran at war, as well as her own screams of pain and begging for the rapist to stop.

He didn't.

Zeke enjoyed every minute of it; every minute of her suffering and cries… it was just like he and another guild mate of his had planned…

…and that was to weaken the force of their rival guild.

'With their supposed pillar out of the picture, we will triumph this war.'

Morning came and she found herself lying in the bed, the immaculate white sheets stained with her own blood from last night. Botan felt empty, her mind blank as she stared at the ceiling for hours. For her, life had no more meaning. She was tainted now, impure and she allowed such a thing to happen.

"Already awake?"

The Assassin stiffened at the voice. It was him…

"That's good, because I'm going to leave now. Do take care and thanks a lot. I never knew virginal women were better." Zeke laughed at his own joke and slammed the door shut right after he had changed into his usual garb.

Botan wanted to die.

The said incident spread like wildfire across Rune-Midgard but had its own twists; for starters, it was rumored that Lady Botan of the Orihara clan of Juno had seduced Zeke into having sex with her, but also attempted to kill him after she was done. This incited anger among with ladies and it began an unending cycle of women shoving her dirty looks and, for the Umbalan-like woman, beating her into a bloody pulp.

Throughout this whole ordeal, Botan never cried or even screamed in pain at one point; she just wanted to die in shame.

Days passed and the scandal grew worse. With that, the Grandmaster of Juno knew he had to get his granddaughter out of the Capital as soon as possible. With the aid of his men working in the Capital, the aquamarine-haired, brown-eyed woman of twenty-six winters was back in Juno, safe and sound but the Ancestral Home was not the same anymore…

The usual antics made by Botan was gone and had been replaced by silence. The usual joker of the house was now gone, shutting herself inside her own world, in her room.

She had been thoroughly traumatized; once, Orihara Hibiki, a male Monk and an Elder at that, entered her room to help her out but had gotten fresh wounds instead. Monks frightened her; it was evident.

Her cries during nighttime could be heard through the door and it was heartbreaking to hear such. Her emotional scars would take more than just time to heal…

…and the gods know when.

I had to cut several scenes here to have it rated T... but anyways, feel free to review. Comments, suggestions, constructive criticisms are welcome.

Oh, and the quote 'The Great Eye put the Brain over the Heart because the Heart is a useless thing' came from a fellow writer of mine so don't go and steal it, you hear? I borrowed it with her permission.