Hello beautiful people! I just realized I forgot to put an Author's note in my last story… Silly me! If you have any questions, leave them in the reveiws! Plus I'm really sorry if it's not descriptive enough or rushed. I don't originally speak English so let's hope for the best.

Now go read!

~Mini

Haruhi's bag were sent to floor as she was yanked roughly into the alley by a shadowed figure. She was roughly held in the center of the dark passageway, where more figures gathered and began to study her. The calloused hand clamped over her mouth as a scream threatened to rip from her throat. The right began to tie a tight knot around her wrists to prevent her fighting back.

Her eyes were wide and brimming with tears as they scanned the crowd of serious faces. Haruhi's eyes locked with glowing amber ones that held such intensity, she was forced to look away. But she couldn't help but lance back at them, as they stood out from the sea of grey and brown orbs.

"Is this the one Boss wants?" The man behind her asked the others, forcing her head up by yanking roughly on her choppy hair.

Several nods and murmurs of agreement were heard, making the man behind her chuckle and spit, "We're going to milk those rich bastard for everything they've got." Haruhi squeezed her eyes shut and prayed they weren't referring to the boys she held so close to her heart. The hand was removed from her mouth but was replaced with a patch of duct tape before she could let out so much as a peep. The gruff man behind her span around and shoved the brunette roughly, forcing her to walk towards a white van further down the abandoned street.

They made it a few feet before the rough grip was gone and replaced with a more gentle one.

"Don't worry, I'll get you out of here," the voice whispering was soothing on her rampaging nerves. The much smaller figure forced her to look forward as he span around and returned in the direction she was headed.

Home.

Haruhi managed to look in the alley and gasped, only to have it muffled by the duct tape. In the dark crevase were bodies upon bodies, all unconscious, stacked in a sloppy pile.

Did her savior do that?

Haruhi was led into an alley where her savior undid the knots and let them fall softly to the ground. Soothing words were whispered into her ear as his smooth hands glided up and draped themselves over her shoulders and gently pried off the duct tape.

"We probably can't go to your house, it'll be crawling with them... " She rubbed her red wrists and turned to look at the pacing boy. The familiar dark amber eyes were focused on the floor. His pale blonde hair stood out against his ivory skin. His left ear held black studs and one gold ring. A red bandana hid the lower half of his face from view much to her displeasure. Unlike the adult, suit-wearing kidnappers, he seemed her age and wore a black and white muscle-t with 'F #*' written across the front in bold, white letters that matched his snapback. His dark blue jeans were tucked neatly into his combat boots.

He stopped pacing and walked over to her, staring into her eyes as he towered over her. Yanking down the bandana, he revealed his handsome features. He had a black piercing in the bottom left corner of his mouth.

His next words brought her out of her daze,

"Looks like you're staying at my place."

Did you love it? Hate it? Leave your thoughts in the reviews if you don't mind… I'm really sorry this is so short. So I'll make sure it's longer next time!

Bye lovelies,

~Mini ~(*.*)~