Hello everyone! I know this is a little in-between the times I told you that I would bring this one out. I'd like to take this time to tell you that this is a very dark fic. If you are uncomfortable with dark themes wow you are not familiar with me LOL. I enjoy dark themes. It's also shorter than the others with shorter chapters or I should say average length chapters. I'll update quickly to begin with because I have the story halfway written, I just have to get it typed up which takes a little longer. LOL I'm a perfectionist at times. Anyway onward to the chapter.

I'm dedicating this story to S/Sun whom wanted another Gravitation fic. Thank you for being one of my loyal fans. I hope I don't disappoint you with this story.

WARNINGS: Mentions of rape since it's directly after Shuichi's rape. Not mentioned too often though.

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Chapter One

You know that point in your life where everything is going great and you couldn't be happier. I loved that part of my life. Then, fate decided she wanted to pull back that curtain and reveal the dark side. The dark mist that makes night look sunny is the worst thing you could possibly witness. I could kill that bitch for testing me in such a way. I pulled myself further in the shadows of the darken parking lot. Another car zoomed by; its headlights barely reaching me in the corner. My back cried in pain as I shifted to a fetal position. Tears splashed to the cement. I didn't feel human anymore. I felt like an endless void of emptiness. Tears fell but I didn't feel depressed. I wanted to feel something. Anything that would let me know that I'm not worthless.

I've thought of moving. I thought of picking myself up off the ground and starting down the path of recovery. Everything in me screamed, "Why bother?" Life was over. I could never show myself in public again. He said that if Bad Luck wasn't finished, he would send the photos to the press. No one would understand. No one would care about the pain and the humiliation that those men caused me. The only thing that would go through their minds is "gay." I would be gay, and my life would be ruined. How many homophobic individuals would show up at my door? How many anti-gay sociopaths would try to kill me? None of my friends deserved this.

I finally picked myself up off the ground, using the wall to lean my weight on. Every step hurt worst than the first. I pulled my pants up further. With the buttons popped, it made it difficult to keep them up on my hips. My torn shirt snagged on the corner of the wall, tearing more. I groaned and pulled on it, having trouble at first until it finally let go. "Make it to the door, and the elevator is right inside," I told myself. Another car drove by without even giving me a second glance. I was scared of someone finding me in this type of situation. So scared that I was second guessing even leaving, but I knew that if I didn't move, then someone would notice eventually. I didn't want the police finding me, thinking I'm some homeless person, and then discovering that I was raped. I knew what they would do. I knew they would investigate. The faster I can put it behind me the better. Letting my held breath out, I moved threw the door into the small hallway and staggered over to the elevator. I didn't want to walk home like this, but I had no choice. At least it was night.

Luckily, I didn't have anyone riding down the elevator with me. Carefully, I moved out of the apartment complex's lobby, through the sliding glass doors. I pulled out my cellphone, noticing Hiro calling me. Tears formed in my eyes. I couldn't do it. I had to free both Hiro and Fujisaki from the consequences of my life. I looked around at all the florescent lights to the various shops. Finding a small convenient store, I walked in to get a notepad, envelopes, and stamps. The clerk didn't look twice at me. I paid with my credit card, unable to find my cash. I couldn't tell if he thought I looked weird; I didn't care one way or the other. I couldn't face my friends. Sending a letter would be the only way I could think to free them all. I addressed three envelopes and placed a stamp on all of them as I moved over to a wall I could sit easily on. The breeze was gently and calming, but my mind only focused on one thing; running away. I sat for a few seconds, enjoying the breeze.

The first letter was addressed to N-G Studios. They were the first ones that I thought of sending a letter to. I wanted to get it done and over with.

To my fellow band members and staff,

With sincere apologies, I am resigning my position as lead singer of Bad Luck. I hold no explanations just pleas that you don't hold any of this against the others.

With sincere regret,

Shuichi

I knew the note didn't leave any explanations, but my mind wouldn't work. I could barely comprehend what I was doing. I didn't want them to know what happened to me. I felt like all the deserved was that simple explanation. I hissed as I shifted on the wall. No position was painless. I knew that if I didn't get some place to relax soon, I would aggravate my injuries. I wanted to write these letters first before I moved on to a new life. After sealing the first letter, I moved on to the next one. I had to tell Hiro. I didn't want anyone to know, but he was my best friend. He deserved more than an apology.

Hiro,

When you get to work, you would more likely hear of my resignation. I want to apologize for the sudden announcement. My life is over, and this was the only way I could think to keep everyone safe. I stupidly trusted Aizawa, and it lead to complications. I can't talk about it right now, but I'll contact you soon. I promise.

Your friend,

Shuichi

I sealed that letter and moved over to the final one. I stared at the blank sheet for the longest time. I didn't know what I wanted to tell Yuki. I wanted to write "I'm sorry" a million times, but I didn't think that would be enough.

My dearest Yuki,

With all my heart and soul, I wanted to be with you forever. Life was going like I dreamed. Even you were starting to treat me with respect. I want to take this time to thank you. Thank you for giving me the love I always wanted. Thank you for putting up with me. I know I'm not the easiest person. I'm sorry for doing this in a letter and not in person. Something is going to happen that will damage my image. I don't want it affecting you. I'm leaving and don't know if I'll ever return. I love you and always will. Goodbye, Yuki.

With deepest love,

Shuichi

I stared at the letter for a few minutes before sealing it into the envelope. My heart felt like it was breaking more. I was finally able to feel something. I moved further down the road until I reached a mail box. Once the letters were inside, I glanced at the sky, hoping to find some sort of light that would lead me down the right path. I knew that I wouldn't find my answer. With no money, I knew that they would find my charge card if I used it for a hotel. I looked over at the ATM machine and decided that I'd try to withdraw enough cash, then walk far from here before getting a hotel room. Slowly moving further towards the machine, I managed to make it as far as the bus stop directly in front of it when someone grabbed my arm and twirled me around. "I thought we taught you not to walk around unattended," the man with long brown hair and glasses said.

Fear engulfed my senses. I tried to pull away from him, but he pulled me closer. "What do you want from me? You got what you wanted."

"He got what he wanted. We wanted to keep you. Did you write your goodbyes to all your friends?" the one with the baseball cap said. I couldn't believe they were watching me. I wondered how long they followed me. Where they waiting outside of the parking lot for me to leave? Everything was getting worst. Fate wasn't done with me. I managed to break away from him only to run right into the smallest man with spiky brown hair.

"Please," I begged. My body was in so much pain, and I shook from head to toe. All I wanted to do was curl up in the corner of my room and disappear forever. "I won't say anything. Just let me go."

The men laughed. "I don't think so." I don't remember anything after that besides a sting in the back of my head. The world went black.

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There's chapter one. I hope it's alright. I know it's not as long as the story before it. I'm sorry for that. I should have the next chapter up by tomorrow once I type it and fix it to my liking. Thank you for reading please review.

Angel Dove