In this story, I am one of the antagonists. Why? Because it's necessary for this fanfiction, and I wanted to be in the story, even if I have to be a bad character!

Chapter One

"What do you think about them?" Nakimi Ishikawa asked. Their teacher allowed them to work with a partner, which was extremely rare, and Nakimi was working with Sheena Sherbo, her best friend.

"I don't care about those bitches," Sheena said, flipping through her textbook. Both girls were in high school and sixteen years old.

"Yeah, me either," Nakimi lied. She actually did care. Two new girls named Akuma Nagasaki and Lily Yumeko were introduced to their homeroom, and they were an odd duo.

Akuma Nagasaki smiled often, specifically, she smiled at Sheena and Nakimi. Mostly Nakimi, though. For what reason, Nakimi had no idea. Lily Yumeko, she made several attempts to talk to them both, paying special attention to Sheena. The weird thing about the two girls were that they were cold to the other females in the class other than Sheena and Nakimi, and frequently whispered between themselves.

Nakimi flipped to the right page and was about to start reading but stopped. Sheena and Nakimi heard the very soft and nearly inaudible footsteps since they were both B-rank kunoichi, and anticipated what would happen.

"May we read with you?" Lily spoke first, like always. She was the real talker of the duo.

Nakimi wrinkled her nose. She didn't really like Lily; she smelled of something sickeningly sweet, and she was sort of a bitch. It was obvious the dark-haired Chinese girl (Lily) liked Sheena better, and Nakimi knew, too. The South Asian girl (Nakimi) preferred Akuma; she was nicer.

Akuma smiled and added, "Please."

Sheena gave Akuma a look of repulsion. Akuma acted much too fake and angelic, and the way she smiled all the time like it was her default expression just pissed the Ukrainian Japanese off. She didn't really like either girls, both were a bit strange. But, if she had to choose between Akuma and Lily... it had to be Lily.

Sheena blinked before saying, "Fine."

The girls dragged chairs to the table and flipped their textbooks to the same pages Sheena and Nakimi were on. They all had to fill out a worksheet that was three pages long.

"Do you have a boyfriend, Sheena-san?" Lily asked politely. Nakimi was sure that she only added the -san to get on Sheena's good side, and to show that she respected the ethereal pale-skinned teen. She rested her head on her hand and tapped the pencil against the table with the other.

"No... Why the fuck do you ask?" Sheena said, a bit suspicious. Sheena didn't like or dislike Lily - it was a weird bond.

"I'm just curious. That is all." She pushed her black hair out of her face and leaned down to write her name on the first sheet.

"Hn," Sheena replied. She had already begun to read, and was almost done with the first page in the textbook.

"What about you, Nakimi?" Lily asked, raising her gaze a bit to give the exotic dark-skinned beauty a piercing gaze. "Do you have a boyfriend?" The way she said it was as if she already knew the answer.

"Same as Sheena," Nakimi replied. She would've given her a harsh glare if it weren't for her being naturally extremely shy. Plus, Sheena was there, and she was afraid that Sheena would say something about her being rude to Lily. The chances were low, since Sheena didn't stand up for people over little things - and she didn't even like Lily - but it was possible. Besides, Nakimi didn't want to look stupid and pathetic in front of the Chinese bitch, did she? No. Nakimi did hold her gaze though, and she lost.

Nakimi kicked at the rocks on the ground as she walked. "What do you think about Lily and Akuma?" She was holding a tote full of homework she did not plan to do, including the one they weren't even working on with Lily and Akuma.

"Why do you keep on asking this?" Sheena sounded annoyed and shifted her book bag, which was just heavy as Nakimi's.

"Just curious."

"Akuma's a fake-ass wench and Lily is sort of strange. Like I've said before, I don't give a shit about either of them," Sheena recited.

"Who do you like more, if you had to pick?" Nakimi pushed her short brown hair out of her face. The wind felt good, but it got irritating moving her bangs to the side.

"Lily Yumeko. Akuma's a poser - or at least I think so." Sheena sighed. "Is that it?"

"Yeah," Nakimi then added, "Sorry." They arrived at the point in the street where the two girls would have to go their own ways.

"It's okay, don't worry." Sheena smiled a small grin and walked away.

The next day Lily was throwing a party. For what reason, she didn't really say. Akuma, the bubbly and more cheerful one of the two claimed they were having a party just 'because.'

What kind of reason is that? Nakimi thought.

Sounds fun, Sheena thought, half-heartedly excited about the party.

Apparently it was going to be at a private hot spring, and it was just going to be the four of them... It was weird to Sheena and Nakimi, that they would throw such a small party, but they did not really dwell why there would only be four people. Who cared, anyway?

At around five o'clock p.m. they all went to the hot spring and had a 'party' there. They sat in the natural hot spring and let the hot water soak their sore muscles. After a while, Lily attempted to make small talk once more.

"Aa. This is so refreshing and relaxing..." Lily would normally never say such things. It was obviously refresing and relaxing. Who the fuck states the obvious? Nakimi thought in irritation.

"Yeah." Nakimi agreed, and Akuma smiled as she sunk a bit lower, her nose and everything above that not submerged in hot water.

"It feels great," Sheena said, not sounding like she meant it at all.

"I'll be right back," Lily said, and got out of the water, wrapping a towel around her body.

It was silent for a long time, and since no one other than Lily made any sort of sorry effort to get a conversation started, and she wasn't present at that time, the trio quietly bathed in the water. After what seemed like forever, Sheena finally rose up and started to get out, grabbing her towel.

"What are you doing?" Nakimi asked.

"Finding Lily. I mean, where the fuck did she go? Take a shit? Even so, it shouldn't take her that fucking long..." It sounded more like Sheena was talking to herself. It had gotten unbelievably foggier, since there was already thick steam in the air from the geothermal hot springs, and Nakimi couldn't see Sheena anymore. "Uh!" Nakimi had heard a light 'thud' sort of sound right before Sheena had said that.

"Are you okay?" Nakimi said to the mist, not really sure which direction her friend went. It was silent. Deadly silent. And it freaked her out a bit. She stumbled out of the hot water, almost falling on the slippery wet ground. "Sheena? Sheena!" The sound of her voice grew more and more frantic. Did she fall and hurt her head or something? Nakimi wondered. Sheena wasn't that accident-prone and the chances of a B-rank kunoichi accidently tripping and dying or something was idiotic, but that was the only image Nakimi could think of that wasn't too horrifying.

She had both feet finally on the slick ground when suddenly she heard a sharp scream.

"UWAH!" someone screamed, and before Nakimi knew what had happened she was in the water because a certain naked man decided to run straight into her, making her fly into the air before landing in the boiling hot spring water.

Nakimi pushed her face out of the water, which was not scalded, just very hot. She gasped for air and walked to the corner of the hot spring, grabbing the rock. Who the fuck did that? she wondered, angry and irritated. She was about to turn around when she felt a muscular arm wrap around her lower area, and something taut was against her bare back.

And... Nakimi had a good feeling that it was a man, judging from the slender and long fingers touching her hips, and a certain slightly hardened something touching the area behind and between her legs.

"Kuh!" Nakimi said, shocked. She brought her left arm back to hopefully elbow the molester in the stomach, but for some reason she was paralyzed. Well, correction, she was incapable of moving. She turned her head around, which took what seemed like forever, and saw an orange lollipop shape. Nakimi couldn't see anything else because by then she had gotten suddenly dizzy, and the world seemed to literally spin.

She closed her eyes.

When she opened them, she was in a world of black and red, and it looked creepy and abnormal. This time, she was in the hot spring, too, and she looked around to look for the orange-masked freak. He wasn't anywhere to be seen. Nakimi sighed in relief, because as far as she knew, he was about to rape her or do something sexual.

Abruptly, Nakimi had a quick mental convulsion, picturing herself being raped... by the same masked man. She mentally shook before being brought back to the odd black and red world. Nakimi brought her hands up to her temples and her two fingers on each hand were resting at the sides of her head. She was confused and scared as... She was about to shit herself.

Someone grabbed her wrists and roughly placed them at her sides, on the slippery wet boulders lining the hot spring. She gasped out of surprise and looked up to see the same masked male. Nakimi didn't understand at all, but before she knew it, she was being brutally raped over and over.

She tried to scream, and tried to fight back, but it seemed like her ability to move and speak were very limited. Plus, it felt unbelievably real although the black and red world she saw before her eyes gave her the feeling of being in a very artificial place. It contradicted each other, what she felt and saw, but did she have the time to think over things when being raped? No.

To be blunt, Nakimi felt as if her insides were being ripped apart, and then soon after she was overcome with pleasure. It was embarrassing and whorish of her to let her facial muscles express that she was on cloud nine, and since she and her sexual assailant were in missionary position, he could see the ecstasy plastered on her face. If words and sounds couldn't show her physical happiness, her motions and the way she wrapped her legs around his waist did.

It seemed like forever for the young teen, and she was quite sure after a while that it would go on like this for all eternity, and until the end of time. This... isn't going to ever end... is it? Nakimi thought to herself for a moment once she had been accustomed to the thrusting pattern and pleasure. F-FUCK! was her last thought before reaching orgasm for the tenth time.

Then, just like that, she was out of the daymare - or whatever it was - Nakimi was not sure, either. She was panting heavily on the rocks behind her, just like how she was doing in the daymare. Nakimi blinked twice before taking notice that the scenery around her weren't black and red, which was a relief. Her head was on the rocks, and her short brown hair was matted on her face, some strands curving with the shape of her face and jawline.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a flash of orange in the fog, along with some black and red. She fell into a deep slumber before she could see any more.

"Wakey wakey!" A chirpy voice sang.

Nakimi struggled to wake up, and really did not want to, but she had a feeling she should. She was still in the hot spring, like she had last remembered, and Akuma had swam over to her, smiling and waving. "Hm?" Nakimi replied grumpily.

"You totally fell asleep! I thought you fainted from the heat! I know it's hot in here but... Thank goodness you are okay!" Akuma's cheeks were a rosy red and she sort of looked motherly. "Anyway, it's been quite a while. Look!" She gestured to the sky, which was dark blue.

"What time is it?" Nakimi was entirely awake when she realized how late it probably was.

"Nine o'clock!"

"Woah," she said to herself. Then she got up, but not before she cringed and hissed, sucking in air from between her teeth.

"What's wrong!" Akuma said, sounding somewhat genuinely worried.

"It's fine..." Nakimi muttered in an upset tone, her shyness taking over. Besides, she was worried about the daymare she had, which was still fresh and clear in her memory. It had to be real. Maybe not the entire getting raped by a masked man, but the fact that she had a daymare, that seemed unbelievably real. Or maybe I was really raped by a masked man? Nakimi thought, considering the possibility. It was stupid to ponder about that - she could check if her hymen was still there when she got home.

"Well, let's go!" The red-haired girl chirped once more, a lot like a real bird this time. She pulled the girl out the spring by her arms, and Nakimi saw how pruned she was.

"Where is Sheena?" Nakimi asked, stumbling out of the hot spring. Her legs felt like jelly because she had been sitting for such a long time, apparently, and she was sore from the daymare, too.

"She left super early." Akuma playfully threw a towel at Nakimi.

"When?" she asked, catching it and wrapping it around her body.

"Oh. To be honest, I don't really know! You see, she just sort of disappeared." Nakimi was too busy trying to keep the towel from slipping off her slightly chubby frame, and did not notice the creepy smirk that was on Akuma's face. "She just went away. Gone, you know?" Akuma giggled in a childish way.

"Oh." Nakimi didn't like the way Akuma had to repeat how Sheena left in so many ways. Disappeared, went away, gone...? Nakimi had a feeling the redhead was trying to hint at something, a bit like how murderers would do something to the victims' body as a little clue to where the next homocide would take place, or when it would occur. Or maybe she was just being paranoid.

When Nakimi immediately got home, she dialed Sheena's number. It beeped a few times before the voice of a woman told her to leave a message. The South Asian wanted to talk to Sheena, so she dialed her number again. No one answered, but she was persistent and stubborn. Nakimi tried several times before she finally gave up.

Where could she be? she thought, a finger on her lower lip. Or maybe Sheena just doesn't want to pick up. That thought relieved herself, although it was unlikely. Sheena didn't have a cellphone for no reason; she always answered.

The phone rang.

Nakimi grabbed the house phone very quickly and she said, "Hello?" She was sure it was Sheena, since it displayed her number as the caller. "Shii?"

Instead, an eerie deep voice greeted her. "Hello."

"Who is this?" Nakimi said into the phone, her voice slightly shaking. The way the man laughed was as if he knew something she didn't know, and it was one that belonged to some old creep. "Wh-Who are you?" Damn. She stuttered again. It made her seem weak, which was ironic for a powerful B-rank shinobi.

"Your worst nightmare." Another chuckle, as if he was laughing at the way he referred to himself as Nakimi's 'worst nightmare,' and then it was silence.

Nakimi's eyes widened. Something told her it was the masked man that had raped her in her daymare or whatever it was - and she gulped, refraining from screaming into the phone. She was so afraid... Nakimi was losing her wits very quickly. She lost her shyness and suddenly started to yell into the phone. "Don't fuck with me! Who are you! Where is my friend?" She was holding the phone tightly. If she didn't, she would drop it.

"Naughty girl. You possess such a potty mouth... Tsk, tsk." He exhaled, and Nakimi could hear it very clearly.

"D-Don't...!" Nakimi trailed off, noticing that his voice was oddly sexy. It was deep and smooth, yet sort of... rough. She cursed at herself for stopping halfway, making it seem like she was sort of embarrassed by what he was saying. "Where is my friend?" she demanded.

"Safe with me. For now."

"Give her back to me!" she hissed into the phone, trying to sound as fearsome as she could possibly sound. Which was not very. "If you do anything to her... I-I'll...!" She was groping around in her mind for the right words. Kill wasn't right, since she wasn't very strong to actually kill whoever was on the phone. They sounded experienced and from the way they played around with her, they had to be S-ranked or something like Hokage-level.

"You'll what, woman?" he asked, sounding interested. "Tell me."

"I'll... Make you regret it." That was the best she could come up with.

The man earnestly laughed into the phone, amused. "Make me regret it?" His laughing calmed down and it was obvious from his tone that he wasn't playing any games anymore. "Your friend... Sheena, is safe with me. But her life and well-being depends on you... Nakimi Ishikawa-sama." He was purposely mocking her by adding the -sama on the end, because, of course, Sheena's life was in the hands of the man on the phone.

"Who are you?" Nakimi said, her tone acknowledging that she had just heard everything he said - and understood - but wanted to know a bit more. "What do you want!" she yelled, frustrated.

"You'll find out who I am very soon, my darling. Do you really want to know what I want?" He said it like he was warning her.

"Y-Yes! And don't... fucking call me darling! I'm old enough to kick your ass!" she said without thinking, snarling into the phone. Nakimi sort of regretted what she said, afraid that whoever was on the other line would take her threats a bit too seriously, hunt her down, and kill her.

"Fiesty." He chuckled a bit, except this one wasn't very entertained. "Very well. I want... your flesh, your blood, your soul. I want you." He said every word so slowly it was like he was savoring every vowel he said, letting it roll of his tongue so smoothly. It was freaking Nakimi out a bit.

"Why? I'm just any other regular girl. I'm ugly, chubby... I'm nothing special! Why can't you settle for another prettier girl? Why me...!" Nakimi knew herself that she was spazzing out. The way he made it clear that he was obsessed with her, and wanted her... It was too much for the girl. She was scared. "Just leave me alone!"

"My dear, I'm afraid I'm incapable of leaving you alone. Besides... your friend is right next to me. After all the trouble I went through to get her, you're just going to abandon her? Some friend she is, eh?" The last part was being said to Sheena, because his voice suddenly sounded faraway and she could hear someone mumbling in the background.

"No! I'm not abandoning her! I'll get her back, you hear me?" Nakimi said into the phone, "She better not have one fucking scratch on her!"

"Aa. Relax, precious, I haven't even laid a single finger on your friend. She's not to my taste... unlike you." He inhaled, and he suddenly growled to someone in the background, and she was sure it wasn't Sheena. It sounded like he was giving orders. His voice didn't sound so faraway anymore and he said to Nakimi, "If you so desire to retrieve your friend back... meet me at the nightclub tomorrow at nine o'clock p.m."

"How will I know it's you?" Nakimi was hoping to get some information about him. She could have cared less if she found him in the nightclub or not. Besides, he wanted her, not the other way around, so there was no way he was going to just let his prey walk away.

"Shut up, that's none of your concern; I'll find you." Nakimi's eyes widened in shock. The way he abruptly made a personality switch from mocking, cruel, and playful kidnapper to domineering, rude, and mean bastard was appalling and horrifying to Nakimi at the same time. Did she really want to go to the nightclub and meet this man for the first time? Or maybe I've already met him - at the hot springs in my daymare... Nakimi considered.

"Fine." Nakimi bit her lip, so she would not say anymore. The way he had just talked down to her and bossed her around pissed her off.

"Wear something nice," he told her.

"... Whatever." Her voice and the way she said it told the man that she would. Nakimi just did not want to say 'yes,' like a slave would.

"Then this is goodbye for now." He sounded faintly happy, as if he accomplished something great, and was secretly giddy about this great success.

"Bye." Nakimi was nervous, and she wanted to hang up as soon as possible.

"By the way, you were a great fuck."

"WHAT!"

But he hung up already, and the endless beeping sound was the only reply. Nakimi stared wide-eyed at the wall in front of her before she dropped the phone, which was attached to a long and winding cord. She could still hear the faraway beeping sound.

I feel like I could've done much better towards the end where Nakimi and her perverted little rapist were talking to each other, but then again I feel like that was sort of as good as I could've done. Well, the last statement was wrong - because you can always improve. No matter who or what you are.

Anyway, review! I'll be working on the second chapter to this right away =)

The next chapter will have some Hidan x Sheena, I think.