"Fuck..."

"You can run..."

"Fuck...!"

"But you can't hide!"

"FFFFFUUUUUUCCCCCKKKKKK!!"

Agito screamed out in pain as he slammed into the ground, his entire skeletal structure nearly shattering upon impact. He tried to push himself back up, but he just collapsed again and puked up his lunch. His entire body shook violently as the aches and pains spread through every nerve in his system. He was huffing and puffing when he finally got back to his feet, even though he still struggled to stay up.

"Fuck...fuck...fuck..." Agito continued to swear over and over as he looked around the total darkness for the enemy that had attacked him. There was nothing but him, the blackness, a spotlight over his head...and the sound of approaching footsteps.

As a lone figure started to emerge from the shadows, Agito's vision began to falter. He could feel bile rising in his throat again, and his mind started to lose focus. Before losing consciousness, he was able to make out the strange figure that had attacked him...

It...It was...It was R-

"Fuck..."

Agito's eyes snapped open and he sat up, breathing heavily. He was lying in his sleeping bag next to Ikki's bed. 'It was...a dream?' the blue-haired shark boy wondered, touching his chest to see if there were any wounds. He felt perfectly fine, so he just concluded it must have been a weird nightmare of sorts.

"Strange," he muttered quietly to himself, "If it was just a dream, why did it hurt so much...? ...Huh?"

He touched his face and realized he was wearing his eyepatch over his left eye, which gave Agito control over the body. Normally, it was Akito who had control during sleeping hours.

'What the fuck? Did Akito switch over the eyepatch earlier...?' Agito wondered.

Suddenly, he felt a hand rest upon his shoulder.

"Huh...?"

And then...darkness.

Agito thought he was going to shit himself when he woke up; Ringo's naked body was lying. RIGHT.ON.TOP.OF.HIM. And did I mention she was naked?

'JESUS MOTHERFUCKIN' IN A HANDBASKET CARRYING A PURSE WITH TWO FISHES SIDE BY SIDE THROUGH A DOOR UP THE STAIRS IN MY ROOM DOING IT HARD WITH A RACOON FARTING A STORM IN A WOMAN'S MOUTH WHERE HER LUNGS IMPLODE AND ARE DEVOURED BY GIANT SWEDISH TURDS FROM NEW ENGLAND AND AFTER A HIT OF GELLATO EVERYONE DIES CHRIST...THIS IS BEYOND WEIRD!'

When he tried to move, Agito realized he had been chained to the floor. His shirt was gone and so were his pants...but he still had his underwear on, curiously enough. He could feel the hot sweat dripping off Ringo's body and sliding down his own chest, which made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

'HOLY CRAP, I FEEL SO...SO VIOLATED!'

He was about to scream for help when Ringo moved over and her swollen pink tits fell into Agito's gaping mouth. Then, something white and wet started to drip out of them...

'OH MY GOD...'

Agito thought for a way out, and he thought hard. Unfortunately, only one idea came...and it made him shiver.

Seeing as he had no other alternative, Agito went through with the plan and chomped down on Ringo's nipples, which sure as hell woke her up.

Gripping at her bleeding tits, Ringo shrieked, "AGITO...WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING? YOU MADE MY CHEST SPEW OUT RED LIQUID!"

"LET ME GO, YOU CRAZY BITCH! I'M NOT YOUR SEX TOY!" Agito snarled.

Ringo chuckled and, completely forgetting about her injured breasts, cupped Agito's face in her hands and purred, "Sorry, Agito...BUT YOU ARE!"

"NO...NO...NO...NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!"

Poor Agito wasn't found until morning.

A/N: IF THIS SHOCKED, CONFUSED AND/OR DISTURBED YOU...THEN IT HAS FULFILLED ITS PURPOSE!