My head pounded as conciseness began to overwhelm me. My body sat up from it's supine position, eyes opening in confusion as I looked around the darkly lit room. The last I could recall was being in my Senpai's house before blacking out. A loud gasp escaped my mouth as I clutched my side. Shaky breaths escaped my mouth as I looked at the wound, feeling the blood begin to seep through my fingers. I began to hyperventilate as the realization that I might die formed in my head. I moved to get up, a few choking and coughing noises left my mouth as the pain shot up and through my body.

The light was dim but my eyes adjusted fairly quickly. I let out a scream I didn't know I was holding, the back of my throat burning as well as my eyes from tears forming. Corpses adorned the walls and floor. My bloody hand left my side and made it's way through my copper hair as I stepped back. A scream passed my lips once more as I tripped over what appeared to be a girls body with a uniform that matched one from my school. Screams, gasps, and bile all left my mouth, all the while my body shuddering. I wanted someone to save me from this sick hell.

I fell as silent as I could as the distant pitter patter made it's way to my ear. Someone was approaching the door and I knew in the pit of my stomach that it wasn't my savior. I tried to back up against the wall more, knowing full well that I couldn't just phase through it, but my body acted on it's own. I cringed at the light coming from the hallway as the door swung open, giving me only the outline of whomever arrived.

"Well well. I half expected you to be still passed out." The charming voice said, dripping with honey and sugar, almost sincere. "I hope I'm not disturbing your fun time with your new friends." He gestured his hand almost lazily to the rotting flesh of the body's around the room. I remained silent, tears streaming down my face as I instantly recognized the voice. Hating myself for wanting to reach out to the older boy and have him hold me.

"Oh you rude little boy." He said with a nefarious smirk playing on his mouth. "Will you not answer your master who has been kind enough to let you live?" He said, shutting the door and approaching me, taking his time while stepping on the dead body that lay before me. The blond boy kneeled down in front of me, snickering as he watched my tense body writhe under his gaze, my hyperventilating now causing so much and not nearly enough noise. I wanted to scream, cry out for help, but knowing it would be in vain, I let my body take over.

His hand came in contact with my cheek, cupping it gently as he brought his face closer to mine, gently telling me to shush. His thumb gently rubbed over my cheekbone and I mentally yelled at my body, cursing and wondering why it was doing just as it was told. My tiny breathes ceased and I couldn't help but stare at his cold dark eyes. In the darkness of the chamber they held no signs of happiness or love, comfort or of warmth. The wonderful shade of purple they had always been were now like jet black ice.

He smiled wickedly, chuckling as he removed his hand from my cheek, dipping his hand into his pocket and pulling out what appeared to be a switchblade. He giggled, almost maniacally as he held up the blade. "Do you know what this is Hika-Chan~?" He asked in a sing song voice, using the same name as my other senior used for me.

The blade slowly moved in front of my eyes and I nodded slowly, not wanting to speak. "Aww, don't want to talk? Are you to scared to even so much as answer a yes or no question?" He asked, his smile curving up as the blade was gently placed on my cheek.

A shuddered gasp escaped my mouth as the cold metal touched my skin, my heart rate picking up again. His hand made it's way to my chest and again he told me to shush. "Relax my love," He whispered. "There's no need to get excited again, I'm not going to hurt you. At least not yet." The last sentence dripped with venom.

My body relaxed again while he continued to touch my chest, his fingers trailing down to my injured side, brushing away my hand that clutched my wound. "Come now, it's not so deep." He said, rubbing his index finger over the cut. "The bleeding even stopped."

My body shook as he stroked the wound lovingly, humming softly to himself as if he were an innocent child petting a puppy. "Your body is much more stronger than the others." He quipped happily. "I may not have stabbed very deep, but normally the other's just die before I can have any real fun." His fingers suddenly jabbed into my wound, making it bleed again. I cried out and tried to shift away, but the blade on my cheek immediately made me freeze. My breath came out in short gasps as I closed my eyes, tears falling down my face once again as I tried to drown out the sick sounds of his fingers swirl around in my body.

"P-please…" My voice finally became known.

"Please what?" He said, his fingers stopped but remained inside me. "Stop?"

I slowly nodded, my eyes opening and looking up at him. He laughed lightly and removed his fingers. "Where is the fun in stopping?" He asked, his index finger brushing across my lower lip, dragging blood over it. "I can't stop. Now that I have the one I love I will never stop. You're mine to have." His teeth flashed as he grinned at me, leaning forward and licking the blood off of my lip.

He stood up. "Now get up, Hika-Chan." He said with a bright smile, extending his hand to me. I sat there for a minute, watching his hand for a moment before shakily grabbing it. He dragged me over to the door, my feet clumsily stepping on some of the girls who were on the floor, mentally apologizing to them to my very core. I didn't know what to expect when the door opened to pull me up the stairs, all I knew was that I had to get away from that room. That room in which I had found a dark discovery.

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MY view on Tamaki is sooooo far gone now. I feel a little bad for writing this because it's SOOOOOOOO OOC. But it's for a drabble theme on DA so I was like 'Who cares?'. This was too long in my opinion to be added to my actual Drabble theme here on FF for TamaHika, plus I plan on taking this a little more further. Possibly a few more chapters or so. If you like it you should comment on it and give me suggestions on what you wanna see and what should happen. anyways. TamaHika is love. No matter how cruel and OOC they can be.