Hello! Well, I finally got ten reviews, so here's the preview of my story that I promised. I don't know when it will be posted for real or anything, probably not until I finish writing it, but I promise that I will post it before you all die of anticipation. Of course, some of you seem to die if I don't update everyday, but that's okay. I'll just have to test your limits. ^^

Tohru skipped along lightly as she made her way home from work. Today was her birthday, and Shigure said there was a special surprise waiting for her when she returned.

She was so excited that the footsteps behind her didn't even register.

She had almost made it to the spot where Kyo was to pick her up when something hard slammed into her ribs, knocking her into an alley. Tohru flew into the brick wall, feeling something crack in her arm. There was a sharp pain in her skull. Her vision went dark and her head felt hot inside and out.

"Hey, look at this cutie," a voice crooned from the black. She hated to judge, but from the looks of him, he was what Kyo would call "scum." His hair was shaggy and his beard was untamed. Even from the ground she could smell whiskey on his breath.

She yelped as he grabbed her by her hair and pulled her to her feet, or rather, the air above where her feet should have been. A blade glimmered in the small light from the bar beside them as it swept forward and sloppily cut through his fistful of hair. Tohru began to fall, but he crushed her to the wall, dropping the handful of shimmering brown locks to the ground.

"Please," Tohru whined. "Please, let me go."

He laughed as if she was the most hysterical person in the world. "I don't think so, sweetheart," he slurred. "Because, believe it or not, a girl today made me realize that all girls are bitches that deserve to be used and killed."

Tohru's eyes widened and her breathing picked up. She saw the man smirk and felt his calloused fingers slide underneath her shirt and creep up her back. She choked when her shirt was torn off, buttons scattering and falling amongst the broken bottles and garbage littering the pavement

In the distance she heard a cheer and loud music. She began to scream.

"Kyo!" She cried. "Where are you?"

The time was passing so slowly for her, though in reality it was going so fast. She felt blood rolling down her spine. She sobbed as he ripped off her jeans and had his way with her, all the while leaving deep cuts on her skin with the blade he had procured from somewhere in his pockets.

He pushed himself off of her and picked up a bottle, taking a deep swig and stumbling backwards. He raised the now almost empty bottle and made to throw it at her when a hand grabbed his wrist and wrenched it around his back. The assailant kneed the drunk man in the spine and watched him crumple and cough blood onto the filthy blacktop.

The familiar doctor had an angry gleam in his eye as he pulled the man back up by his skin and punched him in the jaw, sending his naked form sprawling across the ground. He groaned but stayed where he was.

Hatori Sohma stood up and dropped his tense fighting stance. He walked with a fast pace towards Tohru, who could feel herself quickly slipping away. She found herself not able to remember who she was or what was happening.

By the time she was wrapped in a shirt that smelled like someone she knew and was placed gently in a car, tightly wrapped in blankets, the only thing she could remember was that something horrible had happened.

So! Tell me what you think and if it's worth it to continue.

Bye for now! ^^