I looked out my living room window at the rain. It had been three weeks since I left japan and it was so grueling. Due to my new found emotions that I have recently discovered for the silver haired teen that I had for so long seen only as my brother and brother alone; sighing from my sadness I got up. The moment I entered the kitchen I heard a knock at my door. Heading to the door I grabbed a kitchen knife for I was not expecting any company. Slowly moving to the door I looked outside and sighed in relief but also sucked in air at the same time it was Kanone. The last time I had seen him he was trying to kill us all. Opening the door completely I sighed and leaned on the frame.

"You should have called and told me you were coming over. You're lucky I didn't drag out my AK-47." I said.

"Sorry, didn't realize you became so cautious." He said looking at me with a smile.

Sighing again I moved from the door way and let him in. I was not listening to Rutherford like I said I would. For he had asked me to steer clear of the older latter, but I am refusing. It is quite hard to stay away from him. For he is everything I know and everything I am used to and fond of. Slowly he walks in and sits down. I do the same.

"So you and eyes." He states throwing me off guard.

"How did you…know?" I ask standing up; he does the same.

"Kindra why him?" He asked walking towards me.

"Why not?" I ask looking up at him in confusion.

"What happened to what we had?" He asked me running a hand down my cheek making a chill go down my spine.

Instantly I back away from his cold icy touch. Something that is unusual, for his touch is generally warm. I then notice his eyes are looking into mine, no they are looking at me. There is something in his eyes though that I do not place right away. I do not realize that I am backing away from him until my back meets a wall. I then notice that it is lust, lust and anger. I am not sure if he is angry at me, but it is defiantly there. Moments later I feel his hot breath on my face. Once again a shiver runs down my spine. He reaches for me only to have me flinch and grab his hand in protest.

"You really only want him don't you?" He asked his hair shading his eyes.

I nod slowly only to feel his lips capture mine. Instantly I freeze up shocked by the contact. He shoves his tongue into my mouth allowing no protest from me. I stand there and try to wait it out, but soon realize he will not finish any time soon. I begin to fight trying to pull away from him. In able to keep his lips on mine he holds my head with both hands firmly. I do not want to do what I am about ready to do but I have no choice instantly my knee rises up with the intent to make contact with gut. He blocks it with his hand and pulls away looking at me.

"That's not wise Kindra. Don't fight this. Just let it happen." He says huskily in my ear.

Instantly I shove him away and begin running up the stairs only to be dragged down a few steps by my ankle making me yelp. I should have known better then to run. I should have tried to reason with him first, for he is like a big cat in the jungle with a predatory like instinct and I have just activated it. Looking up he is now hovering over me nothing but lust is left in his eyes. He wants me and he plans to take me. In reality I know I will not be able to stop it. He is stronger than me and bigger than me, but that does not mean I will not try and fight him. Instantly my hands fly up in attempt to grab his wrists only to be pinned above my head by one of hands. The other snakes up my shirt and grabs ahold of one of my breast and begins to fondle it. I instantly protest only to hear him chuckle darkly and make him treat it much rougher.

Lifting up my shirt I shiver at the cold air and began to wiggle in attempt to get out of his grasp. Yelping again to his grip tightening I stay still for now while he kisses every inch of exposed skin he can get to. All the while I am pleading, no begging for him to stop, it falls on deaf ears though. For I fear my begging is only turning him on more, because he begins to bite down hardly on every inch of skin he possibly can. Moments later he takes out a knife making me whimper instinctively in fear of what he is going to do.

"Shhhh my angel it's not for what you think it is." He whispers darkly into my ear.

Sliding it in between the middle of my chest and bra he cuts it; giving him full access. He takes advantage of this instantly as he begins to suckle and lick on of my breast while roughly fondling the other. I cry out in a mixture of pain, protest, and pleasure. I do not wish for it to feel good, but in away in the back of my mind it does. Lifting my shirt up more I begin to think he is about ready to pull it off completely until he fashions it to wrap around my wrists to bind them tightly. He straddles me while he is biting and licking my neck. His hands then move to my pants he makes quick work to take them off along with my underwear. Instantly my begging and pleading begin to start again and I try to wiggle away. I beg like I have never begged before, for I am terrified. He then faces my entrance and begins to flick his tongue in it making me arch my back and moan. Tears slide down my face for I am upset that my body has betrayed me.

Once again I do not want it to feel good. I do not want any of this to happen. For I am saving myself for him; I am saving my virtue for Eyes and Eyes only. I hear Kanone chuckle as he shoves his tongue up in me swirling it around and plunging it in and out of me. I wither and wiggle as I make an attempt to not make a sound so he gets as less satisfaction as possible. Moments later my back arches and against my will I cry out as I climax.

"You taste good Kindra." He purrs.

I quiver in fear and try to scoot away from him as I hear him unbuckle his pants. I even go as far as to attempt to kick him while I scoot away. This only makes him laugh evilly at my feeble attempts. He jerks my ankle hard pull me back down to him making the carpeted steps give me rug burn. New tears spring to my face and I beg again as he positions himself at my entrance. Looking me in the eyes he smirks darkly. He is enjoying every second of this. He is turned on by my feebleness. His smirk widens into a malicious smile when he thrusts his whole length up into me with no mercy breaking my virgin barrier. I scream, I scream loudly; loud enough it echoes off the walls. He waits for a moment only to slowly pull out of me and thrust all the way up into me again. He repeats this action many times and then thrusts into me as hard and as fast as he can non-stop. I stop struggling knowing that I am only making it hurt more, but either action I take I know he will be pleased with it.

My screams slowly become whimpers and sobs and every once in a while he will quicken his pace or be rougher with me to make me scream. Quickly he pulls out of me and flips me onto my stomach spreading my legs wider and plunges himself back in. Even after I climax he pounds in and out of me. I do not know how long this torture lasts but the moment he rams into me a final time and comes in me I am relieved for he slowly pulls out me. I instantly stay still and close my eyes in hopes that he thinks I passed out from the experience. Evidently he either thinks I have or does not care for I hear him fix his pants.

"This is to show you my dear tainted angel that even if you desire Eyes and even if he desires you that you have always and will always belong to me." He whispers and places a tender kiss on my cheek.

As he walks away once again tears slide down my face. For every footstep he takes I know he is walking away from what once was and the moment the door slams I feel darkness overcome me.