AN: I don't even know if this is R rating…but…I wanted to be safe…I tried to make the scenes brief as possible.

Disclaimer: I Don't own it…I do own the plot though…

Summary: Rape- - -Shouldn't be dealt with alone. So who are you to trust when is seems like the whole world's against you?

Stolen Innocence

Prologue

He touched me, and defiled me. He took what was mine. Took my body and shattered it. Took my soul and broke it in two. Took my innocence--and enjoyed it. I screamed no. I cried for help. She saw it. She heard it. Instead of helping me, she watched. She watched him pound himself into me. Careless, and emotionless.

Flashback…

I smiled at him. "Where are we?"

"My apartment."

A confused look crept upon my face. "Why here?"

"Because I wanted to come here."

"You cant…"

He cut me off with a kiss. A kiss which I happily responded to. What started as a gentle sweet kiss became forceful and harsh. He pushed his tongue against my lip, demanding an entrance. I complied. He pushed me onto the couch, not braking the kiss. His hands wondered down my body as he ripped my blouse. I broke the kiss.

"What are you doing?"

He ignored my question. Then he trailed painful kisses along my neck, leaving bruises along the way.

Tears brimmed my eyes. "Stop!!!! I said stop!!"

He smirked at me. "No,"

I slapped him on his left cheek. Then pushed him off of me. I quickly picked up the remains of my blouse and ran to the door.

"I wouldn't do that If I were you…"

I ignored his comment and fiddled with the door knob . It was locked, and he had the key. I heard him snickering in the background. I turned around and looked him in the eye. Something I do regret doing, and in a flash, he was up to me. His hot breath in my face. He pulled an knife and trailed it from my cheek to my neck. My blood following. I screamed. He took his hand and covered my mouth.

"If you don't shut-up, I'll kill you."

Though muffled, I continued to scream. I'd rather die than to have him touch and ravish my body.

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She was just passing by like everyday. She heard someone scream 'stop!' . She hurriedly ran to the door, it wasn't open. She ran to the window, it wasn't open but the blinds were up. She looked into the window and gasped at what she saw.

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He ignored my screams, my cries, and my pleads. Through all of pounding, I heard a gasp. I looked around the room I didn't see anyone. But then, I spotted someone out the window. I saw her. She saw what he was doing to me. If she saw, why didn't she help? Did she hate me so much that she wouldn't help? He pulled himself out of me and threw my clothes at me as well.

"Thanks for the good time, whore. I'll be calling for your services later."

I faintly heard him through my sobs. He shook his head, put on his clothes, and left me in his house. Left me with horrible memories. Memories that he forced upon me. Just then, his roommate walked into the room.

"Hey man! What did you do to that girl to make her scream like that…"

He stopped dead in his tracks to see a me sprawled out on the floor. He stooped down to my level.

"You guys didn't do it in here did you?"

I didn't look up at him. I continued to cry. I wrapped my arms around myself and pulled up my knees, sobbing into them.

He stared at me for a while. Then asked me. "He didn't force you…right?"

I opened eyes to look up at his. They stung from crying. Yet, I continued to stare in his amethyst orbs. "W-w-hat do you t-think? You think I-I would be here c-crying? I said no…I told him to stop…h-he didn't listen."

He pulled my shaking form into an much needed embrace. He brushed my stray hair out of my face. Rubbed my back, caressed my face. Doing everything in his power to comfort me. "It's okay Kaoru," he said as he kissed my fore head. "I'm here for you…Kenshin's here for you."

End Of Flashback...

Who raped me?

Akira…

Who saw?

Tomoe…

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AN: I know it sucks, but you don't have to tell me! I already know!! The ending was so corny! Lol! Well my mother's bugging me…oh yeah! Is this more Angst or Drama? Or none?

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