Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran High School Host Club

Warnings: This chapter includes child abuse and curse words. If this is not for you then leave now. Oh and by the way why the hell would you click on this story knowing it's m-rated and knowing that I gave you about 3 warnings prior to this chapter?


Kyoya woke up to the harsh gleam of the sun, he was unable to move his body. He expected that, the familiar burning that would rise all the way to his tailbone and cause such excruciating pain that would require him to sleep in. The boy was almost never allowed to miss one day for school, even if it was absolutely necessary, like today. Fighting tears, the young man looked over at the clock and sighed, it was 6:30. Time for school.

But it wasn't like Kyoya wasn't used to this, no, he's been through this too many times to count. Today was like no other, today, the boy could not move one inch without screaming in pain. Biting his lip, the boy turned his body, but not careful enough because as soon as he turned he heard a

pop!

"AHHH!", the boy screamed. It was too late to cover his mouth or to move to another position, right now Kyoya was stuck. He was pretty sure the whole mansion heard him, having seen the birds fly away at the sound of the scream. He mentally scolded himself for being so foolish, did he want to get punished again?

To better grasp Kyoya's pain, think of falling off a fifty foot cliff and landing on about 39 sharp pointed rocks and having them go through your body. And just so you get a greater ideal of it, imagine surviving all that, with the rocks piercing through your skin so you always have that special reminder of what happened)

"Get your worthless ass up! What do you think you can sit around here all day? GET THE HELL UP, YOU FAGGOT!", his father screeched. Now Kyoya was sure the heavens could even hear this yell.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you father but I ca-", the boy was cut off by yet another ear-splitting shriek.

"DO YOU REALLY THINK I GIVE A CRAP? YOU WILL NOT JUST SIT AROUND HERE LIKE SOME GODDAMN LOWLIFE! I WON'T ALLOW IT! YOU WILL NOT BRING SHAME TO THE OOTORI NAME, DO YOU UNDERSTAND? YOU WILL NOT!"

The boy closed his eyes tightly and waited for the punch to come. He opened one eye and..

Bam!

A swift punch met his right eye, blinding it for a moment. His arms automatically covered his eye, bad move, because Kyoya father pushed the poor boy over the edge of the bed. Any pain Kyoya felt earlier increased ten-fold. Crying, Kyoya tried to get up, knowing this was his last chance to escape the pain and go to school. His father just stood there laughing sadistically, to the point where Kyoya questioned the man's sanity. Kyoya, without any help, got up but remained crying. He limped to the closet and picked up his already pressed uniform. He woud gather whatever was left of his shattered dignity.

"Wait.", his father called out to him, Kyoya stopped and turned.

"I want you to wear this underneath your uniform.", he continued, pulling out a purple thong "Purple is definitely your color." The boy mentally threw up but nonetheless, excepted the raunchy underwear. Yep, without a doubt in his mind, his father was an old perverted freak.


Authors Note: Review and yes I do realize this was short, but dont worry next update will be twice as long.