WARNING! - Non-Con elements!

"Humph, can't care for myself indeed," muttered the girl with short brown hair; she was walking down a lonely deserted ally. It was around 1 am and Ichiko still could not tell where she was. She was wearing an ocean blue, sheer dress that went down to her knees, the sleeves were tight down to her elbows before flaring out like magician's; it had a V-neck and she wore white sandals. Her left hand was clutching her head while her right hand was dragging across the wall as she walked.

"I'm not lost," Ichiko stated firmly, looking around. It was dark, but she could make out a trash bin; up ahead looked to be a street light.

"Ha! A street, I'm soooo not lost," Ichiko said triumphantly. She quickened her pace and soon found herself underneath the streetlamp. With a smile to herself, she looked around. As she did her smile fell.

She was at about the middle of a very run down, poor looking street. Closed up shops with peeling paint were lining both sides of the street. A 24-hour store at one corner of the road and a drug store at the other corner were the only two shops still open, however, the lights flickered and were very dim. The only good light was the street light above her and the street lights on both corners.

Ichiko cursed silently, this was one of those streets that people got kidnapped on. She began to regret walking away from that party and all those drinks she downed.

~Flashback~

Ichiko smiled happily to herself; glad that she was invited to the party her classmates were throwing to celebrate their class's graduation. Alcohol was promised to be there, and that was just what she needed. Her head was still full of Yumemi telling her that she was going to live with the red bastard of a king, and Suzume gushing about her Kazuya and how both were talking about how great their men were.

She felt a moment of hatred toward them as she entered the house the party was in, but squashed it down, she hadn't told them of her breakup with Takashi. She hadn't the heart to spoil their happy moment together talking of their loves.

Yes, Ichiko had acknowledged Yumemi's love of the red bastard and the islands. She had stopped telling Yumemi not to go up there. It was obvious that Yumemi belonged there, in the sky, out of reach.

She was about to think more on the matter of her depression, when a beer was thrust into her hand by a random person and loud pop music began to play. People amassed in the center of the living room and danced like they were in a club.

Ichiko smiled, yes, this was just what she needed to forget her troubles.

~End~

'It was a nice party,' Ichiko mused as she stood leaning on the ally's wall, 'at least while it lasted.' Apparently they had their music up too loud, and a neighbor had called the police about it. Everyone had scattered, even though there wasn't any real reason to. But if she thought about it, Ichiko could've sworn she saw someone with drugs, so, scattering had been a good idea. And that had landed her in the bad part of town. 'Maybe a jail cell would've been better than this.' With a defeated sigh, Ichiko looked to the night sky.

There they were. Those damned islands. What was so great about them? What made them so special? Were they more important than her? Ichiko was so mad, and so lost in her thoughts that she didn't notice that she had started walking again. She felt the raw anger course through her veins. As irrational as her anger toward that island was, she couldn't stop it. The anger gave her a strength she didn't know she had. The next thing she knew, she was standing in a park.

Strike that, she was standing in the park. The place she had lost one of her best friends. The place where she realized she would be abandoned by one of her best friends. Suddenly the anger was gone, replaced by hurt. A hurt that made her muscles weak and unstable, a hurt so overwhelming that Ichiko collapsed entirely.

Her knees hit the damp grass and she clenched at the fabric above her heart, trying in vain to ease the pain she felt.

You are a worthless child

Her vision blurred and it became an effort to even breathe.

How could anyone not abandon something like you?

One hand gripped her head, trying to get rid of that voice that was made of nothing but pure venom

I would count myself lucky to never see you again

"No," Ichiko whispered

I wouldn't be surprised if you never had any friends

"Stop it"

And even if you managed, they would abandon you before long

"Please, leave me be"

Ha, maybe in the loneliness you'll die

She hunched over, attempting to breathe evenly, if only to chase away the blackness seeping into her vision.

Everyone would be better off that way

The voice faded. Ichiko let out gasping breaths and the blackness encroaching on her vision disappeared, but everything was still blurry and she couldn't regain a normal breathing pattern. Confused she touched her eyes, and pulled away. Completely shocked at the wetness she found.

'That explains it,' she thought wearily. 'I'm crying.' With that thought she let out a shuddering sob. Hands on her face in a desperate attempt to muffle her cries, hunched over in an empty park, Ichiko let out years of built up hurt in the form of tears.

She felt herself calm after what she guessed to be about 30 minutes. As her cries lessened, she heard the sounds of crickets and other night-roaming animals. Her breathing returned to normal and she wiped her eyes and face, wincing when she realized that what little make-up she bothered to put on was ruined.

Raucous laughter made her whip her head up and look around. She could make out a group of figures, guys by the sound of it, through the trees walking down the side-walk. Deciding that she'd rather not be here at this particular time of night, Ichiko went to stand, and fell back down. Eyes widening, she tried again, only for the same thing to happen. Cursing her legs for being weak (and alcohol for affecting her sense of balance and her emotions), Ichiko crawled over to the nearest object that could be used as cover, which so happened to be some bushes clustered by the fence that wrapped around the Ferris Wheel.

'There should be no reason for them to come here,' Ichiko thought while she hid herself. She glanced at the connection between Earth and the Islands. The huge white pillar seemed to glow with a strange, soft light; 'Unless they want to look at that; but who would do that at this time of night? No one, that's who.'

Ichiko felt her heart plummet to her stomach as the very loud group of rather drunk looking males made their way to the pillar and by consequence, her.

"Look at that!" One of them slurred, pointing. "It's that big, baaaad thing that everyone's been freakin' about!"

"Wha's so great about it anyway?"

"And, and!" Another yelled obnoxiously, "all the gu-goven-governments are freakin' 'bout it too!"

"Whinin' 'bout islands in the sky!"

"Tha's BULL!"

"Ain't no such thing! Dem aliens, not no 'Heavenly Bein's'!"

"An anyone who believes those lies," the first one slurred, "are nothin' but useless."

Ichiko desperately tried to tune the man out.

"Pathetic"

She clenched her eyes shut.

"No-goods"

'Ignore them!' She thought stubbornly to herself.

"Who can't handle reality!"

The other four men cheered in agreement.

"They're gullible tah believe tha a girl is up there, too!"

"Tha's right!" The others chorused

"I bet ya she made the whole damn thing up!"

"SHUT UP!" Ichiko shouted at them, springing to her feet. The men fell silent and stared at her. A moment passed before the one who had spoken the most grinned like a freak. Ichiko felt a sense of dread crash through her, but firmly stood her ground. She was standing now, she could fight if she had to. At least, that's what she told herself.

"A' wha'd we have here?" The other men started to grin as well.

"Looks tah me like a little girly," one answered.

"An' wha's a pretty little girly doin' here?" Ichiko was staring to think this guy was the groups' leader.

"Leaving" Ichiko stated in a matter-of-fact way, starting to do just that. However, before she could get two steps away, a sweaty hand grabbed her arm in a vice-like grip. She gasped in shock, this guy was obviously drunk! How did he move so fast?

"Me thinks this lil' girly is here 'cause e's lookin' for some companionship"

With that the other four started to advance, and Ichiko took that as her que to leave. In a move that was far less coordinated than she would've liked, Ichiko twisted out of the man's hold and elbowed him right under his rib cage, causing him to lose his breath, and she ran. She didn't get far before one of the men tackled her face-down to the ground and used his weight to keep her there.

"Let me GO!" Ichiko wriggled around attempting to escape, but the others had grabbed her legs and arms to prevent her escape.

Authors Notes: First Multi-Chapter fic! :D I hope you all have enjoyed it so far ;)
I'll be putting up the next chapter in about a week!