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How I hate moving into a new home. Every time it is the same. I would get a new foster home with a couple who do not like me or have children who are jealous of the spread of attention. What's the point in doing this? Why can't I just live alone? Wouldn't it be easier?

Sighing, I made my way to a grand white house fenced by tall black spikes. There was a beautiful front garden of roses, petunias, lilies, tulips, apple trees, willow trees, and every other kind of plant there was. Mixed in were two white marble fountains with matching angels spitting out water. There were also two benches against an enormous porch, which had flower pots hanging on the roof. In front of the mahogany front doors were two people- a man and a woman.

The man and woman were stunning. The man had perfectly mussed dirty blonde hair, deep blue eyes, and had a tanned complex. He was wearing a white dress shirt with all the buttons aligned and collars straight, along with a pair of posh black dress pants and black dress shoes that looked equally expensive. Around his wrist was a shimmering gold watch. The woman, too, had blonde hair, except it was much lighter- platinum. Her sun- kissed skin matched her gorgeous grey eyes. Adorning her body was a white flowing sundress, a pearl necklace and bracelet, along with white heeled- sandals. They saw me and waved kindly at my confused form. Were these people really going to be my foster parents?

With a simple order, the black gates opened. I walked cautiously through, unsure how to act toward these elegant beings.

"Welcome," the woman greeted with a smile gracing her lips. "You must be Kurokura. I am Misaki Maya and this is my husband, Misaki Kanosuke. Oh, why are we standing out here for? Come in! Come in!" She ushered you into her home, with her husband silently behind. The inside of the house was even more spectacular than the outside.

The interior designs all looked expensive. Plush red carpet, crystal chandeliers, white marble statues, and two sets of hardwood stairs led to an east and west wing were present in my range of view. Maya led me up the east wing and down a dark hall. She stopped at the third door to the right.

In the room was a room at least five times bigger than my former ones. This had a king-sized four poster bed that had a red laced pillow and black covers. The curtains, too, were black. There was also a desk, bookshelf, television set (with cable, DVD player, and VCR), loveseat, armchair, and a fire place readied to be used. To top it off, a large balcony leading to the back garden was by the bed.

"I hope you enjoy it. Your profile said your favourite colour was black and red, so I thought I should theme your room around those two colours, but a bit of silver is always nice, no?" Nodding absentmindedly, you continued to be in awe. "There are also clothes in the closet. I hope I have the right size." With another smile, she disappeared, leaving me in the room alone.

I didn't know how I was going to get use to this atmosphere. No one told me that my new guardians were amazingly rich. Trying out the bed, I soon found myself incredibly tired. My eyes drooped and not longer after, sleep took over.

When I woke up the next morning, Maya was calling for me to get ready. Get ready for what? "Wake up, sweetheart! You have school today!" My eyes snapped open and I shot out of bed. School?! Already?! I stumbled into the bathroom and did my morning routine, followed by pulling out random 

clothes from the closet to wear. When I was done, I quickly ran down the corridor, down the stairs, and followed her voice into the dining room where a full seven course meal was on the elongated table. Maya and Kanosuke were already seated, with the male at the end and the female to his right. Maya gestured for me to sit across from her and I obeyed. We ate in silence. I finished my meal and waited. Did I need to wait for everyone else to finish before I could leave?

"You are excuse." I heard Kanosuke speak for the first time. I nodded and stood up. "Kouki will drive you to Seiyo Academy." With another nod, I disappeared to the front entrance. Kouki was already beside a black stretch limo when I was outside. He opened the door and bowed at me. Unused to this, I merely ignored his actions.

We arrived at school to a yard full of students in a black and red uniform. I didn't mind it too much; at least it wasn't a sailor outfit, like the one I had to wear last time. Making my way into the school, I found more than half the people staring at me. What was there to look at? Looking at the outfit I had pulled out, I realized that my clothes stood out from everyone else's. I had on a black t-shirt with two chains from one shoulder to another, black cargo pants that was connected to the back of one leg to another with three more chains, and black combat boots that were knee high. Running my hand through my black hair, I realized that I had forgotten to brush it. This was quite a predicament I had gotten myself into. First impressions were rather important to me, but I cannot worry about this now. What's done is done.

Without giving the people anther thought, I went on my way to find the administration room. It didn't take me long. Soon, I was speaking to the secretary who stared at me oddly the whole way. She quickly handed me my uniform- a black blazer, white collared shirt, red die, red plaited skirt that went to my mid-thigh, white knee- length socks, black sneakers, and a brown messenger bag- and motioned for me to change after giving me a final thing- a slip of paper with numbers on it. With a shrug, I looked around for a bathroom and placed my old clothes in the messenger bag. What didn't fit was held until I can find my class. This took me longer; I had to go up three sets of stairs plus a hall to the other side of the building. When I opened the door, I felt eyes upon me once more.

"Hi!" the teacher greeted. He had around shoulder length orange hair and round glasses adorning his topaz eyes. "Class, we have a new student today. Her name is…" He stopped and scratched the back of his head. Looking around his book stacked desk, he was trying to find my name.

"Kura," I stated. He looked at me and thought for a moment.

"That's right!" he exclaimed. "Class, this is Misaki Kurokura-"

"Kura," I firmly stated a second time. I hated my name.

"Right, right. Kurokura here has just transferred from Hokkaido. I hope you all treat her well!" My left eye twitched at the name. "Do you wish to say anything about yourself?" I glanced at him, unsure on what to say. What was there to say? "Misaki- san?" When I didn't answer, he continued. "Well! Why don't we seat you… umm… in front of Himamori- san?"

I looked over to where he was pointing. There was a pink- haired girl with a funny pony tail on top of her head. She was staring blankly out the window, paying absolutely no attention to me. Interesting… I made my way toward my desk and froze half way. There were three things floating around her. Frowning, I rubbed my eyes and looked again. They were still there, but this time, they were staring back at me. Was I imagining things? Dismissing such a preposterous thought, I took my seat and stayed silent for the rest of the class. The teacher, Nikaidou Yuu, was extremely eccentric. He trips on his or two feet more times than I have the patience to the count.

When school was over, I slipped out of the classroom and made my way home. Sighing, I made to enter the limo, but was interrupted by a hand on my shoulder. I turned my head and saw an older boy with blonde hair and green eyes. His uniform was slightly different. He had on a blue cape that matched his equally blue trousers.

"Misaki Kurokura- chan?"

Hesitantly, I nodded.

"Here," he handed me an envelope before walking away.

I looked at the object and opened it. It seems to be an invitation to a tea party at the Royal Garden for tomorrow after school. Not knowing where it was, I decided not to go. With another sigh, I finally entered the car and was brought home. Maya greeted me warmly and Kanosuke was as mysterious as ever.

This went on for several days. Nothing really changed. I didn't make any friends and I avoided the Guardians, whom were ever so famous in Seiyo. Maya treated me like her own child, spoiling me with everything she can, but this all changed.

After spending three weeks with my foster parents, I noticed an odd change in their behaviour. They have become unpleasant to be with. Kanosuke's attitude toward me had completely changed. He seemed to try to spend as much time with me as possible. I didn't know what triggered this, but I didn't like it.

One day, after returning from school, I was dragged roughly into the house by Kanosuke. He continued to pull me up the stairs. I felt my back go raw from the friction. Not knowing what was going on, I struggled. He completely ignored me; the comparison in strength was painfully obvious. Kanosuke went to the west wing and threw me into a room, on to a bed. Without even observing the environment, I tried to make a run for it, but he quickly pounced on me. His body was against mine. I felt my heart quicken in fear. What was he doing?!

"K-Kanosuke!"

He placed his lips against my ear and said, "Yes… scream my name." I knew something was wrong when he said that. "You don't know how long I've wanted to hear that." Kanosuke leaned toward a dresser beside the bed and pulled out a cord of some sort and tied both my wrists together and onto the headboard of the bed. I continued to struggle, but it was to no avail. "Don't make this harder than it has to be, sweetheart." The breath against my lips caused me to shudder.

"Stop…" I managed to whimper out. "Stop!"

My oppressor's hands explored my body. Finally, his patience grew thin. He unbuttoned my blazer and shirt. Looking at my almost bare torso, he ran his finger down from my neck to my stomach. I couldn't look at what he was doing to me. It was utterly disgusting!

When he was done, he slipped his pants back on. "Tell anyone and I'll make sure you won't live to see the next day." With that said, he untied my wrists and left the room. I had no energy to move, so I merely rolled over and covered my naked body with his sheets. My entire body was sore. Why did this have to happen to me? With anguish thoughts in my head, I fell into a troubled sleep.

The next time I woke up, I was in my own room, on my own bed. My body was still sore, but I felt dirty, so urging myself to move, I showered. When I came back out, I collapsed on the bed and didn't torment my body any longer. Even when Maya called me down for dinner, I refused to go. I wouldn't be able to stand seeing him there.

When will my torture stop? Make it stop… A single tear fell from my eyes as I tried to will everything away.

The morning after, I was awake bright and early, staring blankly at the ceiling. My nether region was still hurting, but I had to get up. I needed to get out of the house. When I went down, no one was awake yet, not even the driver, so I decided to walk to school, despite the pain.

There were few students in the school yard when I arrived. I made my way to the classroom and found that the teacher was already there. He looked up at me and smiled.

"You're here early!" His cheerful voice was especially annoying this morning. "You know, if you ever have a problem, you can talk to me! When you've experience a horrible thing, you will always need someone to talk to, unless of course, if you don't have any friends, but I'm sure you do!" His words did not bring my comfort. What if I will never make any friends? I've truly never had any. No one wanted to be near me. I was always the outcast. There was no one for me to talk to. No one for me to…

I slowly trudged to my desk and laid my head down on my folded arms.

When everyone finally arrived, I was completely absorbed in my thoughts. They were painful, but I couldn't seem to let them go. They swam in my mind, contaminating my perspectives. What was happening to me?

The bell rang for lunch and I stumbled out. I decided not to eat, not feeling the hunger. Glancing back at the classroom once more, I figured that skipping one class won't do me too much harm. I made my way to a nearby park and sat on the bench. There was absolute silence until a string of melody filled my ears. It was sad and seemed to fit my mood perfectly. I followed the music and was met with the sight of a dark- haired male. He had a violin tucked under his cheek, pulling his bow with passion. His eyes were clothes, engrossed in his own harmony.

I didn't move an inch until he stopped, opened his eyes, and glanced at me. His eyes were just as beautiful as the rest of him; they matched his hair. "Who are you?"

Pondering whether to tell him or not, I continued to take his form in. He had on a high school uniform. It was completely black and looked extremely good on him. "I… I'm sorry." Why was I apologizing? He was the one who was playing in a public place.

He looked at me one more time before placing his violin in his white case. I frowned, wishing he would continue to play. Surprisingly, he didn't leave the area, instead, he moved from his place to toward me. Before I knew it, he was mere inches from where I was. He leaned down, lips close to my own, and smirked. I quickly moved away. The closeness was unbearable after what happened yesterday. Looking away, I turned around and left.

I stalled as much as I could as I went home. When I did make it there, Kanosuke was there again. He had the same look as yesterday plastered on his face. Dread filled my heart. This wasn't how I thought my life would turn out.

Without saying a word, Kanosuke dragged me to his room again. The sheets were not changed. His ejaculated white substance was still on the sheets, along with tints of blood from me. He unzipped his pants and stood there and waited. "You know what to do." I shook my head in protest. He frowned and kicked my legs, causing me to collapse. Taking this chance, he grabbed hold of my hair and pushed me forward. I couldn't do it. Just the thought of it made me wish to regurgitate. No more please...

By the time I was able to leave, he was satisfied and I felt very much like a whore. Going to my bed, I prayed and prayed for everything to change. I needed to be stronger. I can't let him do this to me anymore. I can't…

I woke up to the feeling of something odd on my bed. It was rather round and slightly warm. Without opening my eyes, I felt around for the object and brought it close to my face before opening my eyes. Wrapped around my fingers was an egg. It was dark grey with an image of a heart with black leather wings sprouting from either side. What was this?!

Groaning, I didn't feel like dealing with such a strange entity. I got ready for school and was about to leave the room, but something held me back. Glancing back at the egg, I placed it in my bag and left for school.

Kouki looked at me when I came out from the house and quickly opened the door for me to get in. He had a questioning look about my absence yesterday, but didn't pry. I stared out at the moving scene outside the car, but a loud screech and the halt of the limo made me jolt back to reality. Opening the window, I poked my head out and saw the same male from the park. He looked at me for an extended period of time before getting off the street. As Kouki drove away, our eyes were still locked until he was out of sight.

The driver bid me "goodbye" and went off to his own way. Thinking that everything was going to be a disaster because I had ditched class yesterday, I was suddenly encountered by the same boy who gave me the invitation. He didn't seem angry that I didn't go; instead, he gave me another envelope.

"Remember to come this time!" he shouted out as he jogged off. Did I really want to go? It'll get me out of the house longer… I hope I won't get punished for this.

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Mmm... Motivation from the readers would be great! :D

DX Thank you Kitty for telling me all this... Does anyone know how to put indents and double spacings here? It looks good on Word, but everything is weird on :(