Sorry about the long time I didn't update this, I was seriously toying with the idea of dropping it, then I came up with an idea, I don't know if you guys will like this plot twist, because it's very unexpected, not even I really knew where it was going at first, but this is a pretty good chapter I think. Oh and a warning for young impressionable readers, this chapter involves an "almost rape" scene... Saying that is sort of a spoiler for the chapter, but I want to make sure you guys know that before you start reading it and get blown back six feet, kay. I don't own Dengeki Daisy or any of the characters, blah, blah,blah. Enjoy the chapter, I think it's length begins to make up for my lack of posting lately.


Teru woke up the next morning after a strange dream, she had dreamed that she was the princess of a small kingdom and that her brother was the king, when the king died she had to get married in order to save the kingdom. Riko was the ex-queen in her dream, and Riko had called for every man in the Kingdom to come to the castle to meet the Princess and to try to win her heart.

When Teru couldn't find anyone in the men Riko got upset and a bit discouraged and decided to send the Knights after anyone who didn't come. Then all of a sudden Kurosaki was there, being dragged in by castle guards… the rest was all black until suddenly they were in a church, at the alter getting married. That's when she had woken up.

When she got up, Riko still hadn't gotten home. She was a little worried that she had not yet returned, but she knew that she could take care of herself. Teru decided to take advantage of her morning, she took a shower, got dressed, ate breakfast, then decided to try on her new cosmetics.

She put on the lipstick first, puckering up her lips like she had seen Riko and girls in her school do before. Daisy was right, it was a nice color on her. After a few minutes of wondering which color to choose, she also put on a very light shade of blue eye-shadow. She thought that it was barely noticeable, but that's what she wanted, subtle, not flamboyant.

She felt pretty, and thought about tying a bow in her hair, but after a few minutes, she decided she would look too young. She remembered when she was little, her big brother used to tie her hair up in ribbons and bows, she used to love it. She remembered all of her old hair ribbons fondly; she used to have one for every color in the rainbow, and then shades, tints, and mixes of those colors.

She was ready for school when she heard a knock at the door. She grabbed her things and made her way to the door. She opened it swiftly and looked up to see a very large man she had never seen before, she went to back away from him but he grabbed her shoulder and said, "Give me the program, I know you have it."

Teru was afraid; she slipped her shoulder from the man's hand, and tried to slam the door in his face. She was almost successful when his large hand met the door and shoved it open, shoving her backwards, making her land hard on the floor with a thud.

"Silly girl, I know you have it… and I know it will make me rich… so give it to me… I want the program, not your life."

She squirmed away into a corner, "I don't know what you're talking about, I don't have any program!"

The man laughed, and replied, " Sure you don't, but I'm sure a little pain will jog your memory." He stomped over to when she was curled up into the corner and unleashed kick after kick after kick to her, sometimes hitting her head, other times her legs, arms, or chest.

She began to scream out in pain, but he put his face close to hers and grinned at her with nasty yellow teeth, "I don't think so." He said maliciously while covering her mouth with his hand, almost suffocating her.

He reached into his back pocket and pulled out a roll of duct-tape, he taped a gag over her mouth, and then taped her wrists and ankles together so she couldn't struggle; he then picked her up and put her in a chair.
She whimpered in pain through the tape and tears began to roll down her face. He slapped her hard, " Now, WHERE IS IT?"

She shook her head no, even if she knew where her brother's program was, she would never give it to him.

"Not enough pain yet?" He said putting his face close to hers, "Well then, there's other ways to get information from a woman…" He smiled wolfishly at her with those horrible yellow teeth and picked her up out of the chair. He carried her into her bedroom and set her down on the bed.

Teru was a smart girl, she knew what was happening, she cried harder, her screams and shouts rendered to mere whispers by the tape covering her mouth. Everything hurt, and she was afraid, no one could save her, not even daisy, her cell phone was in her bag, in the living room, calling him wouldn't do her any good anyway, Kurosaki couldn't get to her in time, he was probably already at work. Riko wouldn't be home anytime soon either, she was either going to be gone for a few days, or was at work already like Kurosaki.

The man began to unbutton his shirt rapidly, and then he threw it off. He turned his attention back to Teru and sat down next to her on the bed, " I'd bet you're a virgin, aren't you?"

Teru struggled against her bonds and tried to get away, but two strong hard, unforgiving hands pressed down on her. He smiled at her cruelly and began to take off her shirt, he got it loose, and pulled to up to where her wrists were taped together, instead of leaving it there, he tore her shirt and threw it to the floor.

Tears stung her eyes and blocked her vision as the man looked at her lace bra greedily, he didn't touch it, but instead he started to slide off her skirt. She tried to move away, to struggle, to scream, but she couldn't, she could only let hot tears stream down her face. She wished for emancipation from this man, his hot breath, his yellow teeth, his sadistic drives. She couldn't think, all she did was try to scream the same word over and over, "Daisy".

Suddenly the door swung open, she couldn't see who it was or what was happening through her tears, but she felt the man get up off the bed, away from her, and then heard a fight, she didn't know who had won, all she knew was that she heard silence, then footsteps nearing her bed. She was afraid, she thrashed again against her bonds, but they would not break, she saw the glint of an object come at her, she was pretty sure it was a knife.

She twisted her head up and to the side, whimpering, she anticipated the pain, but felt nothing. She heard the sound of something cutting and tried to crane her neck to see what it was, she couldn't arch her pained body to see what was happening or who it was, but then she felt it, someone was cutting through the tape binding her ankles together.

She closed her eyes and tried to stop crying, but couldn't, she felt the same cutting at the tape at her wrists, then she felt slight pain as the person pulled the tape from her mouth. Only then did she have the courage to open her eyes, it was Kurosaki.

He looked down on her, she had been through so much, and he wished he had gotten there sooner. He saw red marks and other marks that were already bruising on her naked stomach. He didn't know what to do next… he had his plan thought out from the moment her heard her scream, break in, kick the shit out of whoever was hurting her, make sure she was okay, and then leave.

Now he wasn't sure what to do, he couldn't leave her like this, shirtless, pulled down skirt, eyes stung almost shut with tears, covered with bruises, fearful, he couldn't will himself to leave her alone like this, but still, he had no idea what to do. He reached his hand down to touch her face, but she turned her head away and started to cry harder. He pushed himself up off her bed and stepped away from her, but that only made her cry harder still. He did the only thing he could think of doing, he laid down next to her, close enough so that she knew he was there, but far enough away so she wouldn't be scared. Her crying lessened, and he was happy. He would do anything to make her happy, even if he had to lay here for the rest of his life.

She looked over at him, he smiled lightly at her, and she shuddered. His face turned blank, that scared her even more. Cautiously, her hand touched his shoulder. He looked at her with a calm serene expression and she felt a little safer… there were still tears rolling out of her eyes, but they were uncontrollable, part of her wondered if she'd ever be able to stop crying. Her hand moved down to touch his chest through the white cotton of his t-shirt. She felt the warm, tight muscles of his chest, and was suddenly conscious of how cold she was.

She rolled over and put her arms around him, and as he pulled her close, she cried, long and hard, about everything. She cried about the pain, her fear, what just happened, what could of happened… she cried and cried and cried in his arms, feeling warm and safe in his embrace.