Morg: Heyo! In this story Ikuto is 20 and Amu is 17.

Ikuto: In this story Amu has to do whatever I want.

Amu: Nope I have faith that someday Morg will free me from my bondage.

Morg: Hmmm bondage…

Ikuto: This could work.

Amu: I mean, Morg doesn't own anything!

~Indebted~

Amu didn't move. The steady breaths on her neck told her that the man beside her was sleeping. During the night he hadn't let her go. This Ikuto fellow was being rather possessive considering she couldn't exactly get out of the bed due to the pain in her gut. Amu felt dirty and sticky. A warm shower would wash away all the horrible things he did to her, but that strong arm was forcing her to stay there and deal with it.

She wanted sleep but sleep would not claim her. Her eyes remained wide open as the pinkette relived everything she'd gone through over and over again. She'd felt safe-as safe as she could have-with him up until he'd raped her. Even now though, with his arm around her and his warm breath on her neck, she felt safer than she had in that room full of mirrored windows. The worst part wasn't his arm or his breath. No, the worst was the fact that her wrists were still tied together and it was starting to hurt.

Attempting to be careful and not wake up the slumbering man beside her as she moved her shoulders and arms, Amu tried to get the tie to release her. The arm around her waist tightened, causing Amu to pause in her endeavor. As soon as his breaths evened out again, Amu continued with freeing her wrists. Suddenly, Amu found herself on her back. Letting out a startled yelp as he once again covered her body with his own, Amu stared up at her captor with wide eyes.

"What do you think you're doing, Amu?"

Amu stared up into his eyes and prayed he'd believe her. She didn't want to be raped again so soon. "My wrists hurt. I just wanted the tie off."

Ikuto glared down at his pretty little strawberry as he tried to judge the truth behind her words. Finding no lie in her golden eyes he nodded and rolled off to the side. Amu didn't move as he undid the knot and released her hands. She automatically began to rub the sore spots without moving the rest of her body, which he sort of felt guilty about since he'd been a bit rough. "Do you need anything?"

The kindness in his voice made her freeze. He seemed actually concerned for her and that didn't make sense considering he had just raped her. If he was offering then maybe she should see what she could get. "A shower?"

Ikuto nodded and got off the bed. Those big eyes watched him warily as he moved to the pinkette's side of the bed. Scooping her up into his arms, Ikuto carried her out the door and down the hall. Using his foot to push open an almost closed door, Ikuto swiftly ducked into his large bathroom. Without a word, Ikuto placed Amu on a small bench that was used mostly for decoration. The seat sat beside his rather large tub, which was helpful since he figured she'd rather bathe than shower because of the winces he'd seen her give as he moved her body off the bed. Amu was hurting even if she wasn't voicing it out. With the water running in the tub, Ikuto dried his hands on a towel before turning back to his new lover. "Do you think you'll be okay alone?"

Amu's eyes snapped to his face from the floor. Avoiding his naked body wasn't an easy task since Ikuto didn't seem to be ashamed of his nude state. Wrapping her arms around herself, Amu nodded. Flinching back as he moved closer to her, Amu dropped her eyes to the flowing water.

"You don't have to worry. I'm not going to do that again, at least not until later when you're feeling better."

Before she could protest, Ikuto had her back in his arms and was setting her down into the warm water of the tub. The water felt wonderful as it covered most of shivering body. Amu felt rather grateful when the man that claimed to own her placed bottles of shampoo and soap on the edge of the tub for her to use.

Stepping back to look at the girl in his tub, Ikuto held back a small smile at seeing Amu relaxing. "I have to leave for a while. Do you think you can make it back to the bed?"

Looking up at him with her big honey eyes, Amu gave a small nod of her head. He was leaving for a while. A fact that she couldn't help but be happy about. "Yes."

Ikuto nodded and headed for the door. He could get cleaned up later after he returned from his office. He didn't have to meet with any clients anyways. "Then I'll put clean sheets on for you. Don't worry about clothes. I'll help you put some on later."

Swallowing the lump in her throat, Amu tried to find a way to express that she didn't want to wait for him while being naked. The only article of clothing she could think of was the nightie, though Amu doubted that he'd leave that out for her to put back on. Not that it did much for modesty anyhow.

Once Ikuto was gone Amu started to relax. Slowly, the exhausted girl worked shampoo into her dirty pink hair. Once she had a hair full of soap, Amu sank further into the tub to start rinsing the bubbles out. Cleaning her sore body came next. Fingers pressing carefully against the spots that hurt now but hadn't hurt when Ikuto had been touching her before, Amu let out a quiet sigh.

For some reason she didn't think of Ikuto's hands the way she did those guards. She stored that realization in the back of her mind to study later. Right now she needed to get out of the tub and back to the bed. Her body still ached and it took her longer to walk down the hallway than Ikuto, but she found the room and the clean sheeted bed. She collapsed onto the bed and snuggled under the covers until she fell asleep.

XXX

Ikuto sat in his office a level below his apartment. He owned the corporation Easter, which was a rather well-known record company. His apartment took up the upper level of the building. Ikuto had a reputation for being cut throat, but one had to be in this business. He was supposed to be working but his mind kept drifting back to a certain pinkette that he just knew was in his bed.

Sighing, Ikuto dropped his head into his hands while his elbows rested on the top of the papers he was supposed to be reading over and signing. He hadn't meant to take her so quickly but she was so beautiful and her concern for the girl that betrayed her had angered him. Why couldn't she act like that towards him? Why couldn't those beautiful eyes fill with tears at the thought of him being in trouble?

Out of frustration, Ikuto swiped a hand through his hair. The papers on his desk just didn't seem to move fast enough. He'd only been planning on spending a few hours in his office before he returned to Amu, but fucking Kairi had to bring in more shit for him to do.

The door clicked open to reveal the man he'd just been cursing. Glasses and all. "I've never seen you working so hard, sir."

Ikuto ignored the man that was probably bringing more work for him to do. "I have other things I want to be doing at the moment. Besides you and I both know that I can get my work done in whatever time I want to. I usually choose to do it slow."

"Agreed."

Ikuto finally looked up at Kairi to see his hands empty. "What? No more forms for me to fill out? Did we run out of paper?"

Kairi didn't smile. In fact, he hardly ever showed any emotion. Pushing his glasses back into place, Ikuto's personal assistant didn't have time for frivolous things. "No sir, Rima and Tadase are working as well. You only need to check what they do to make sure it's done properly. They will cut your work load in half."

Ikuto nodded as he shuffled more papers around on his desk. He was almost finished for the night and really wanted to go back upstairs. His staff had yet to find out that he had a gorgeous girl locked in his apartment. Then again he didn't have to tell them anything considering he's the boss.

"Is there something the matter, sir?"

Ikuto finished his work and shoved some of it to Kairi. The guy would know what to do with the papers. "Not at all, I simply want to be alone."

Kairi didn't respond since it wasn't his place to question his boss. The assistant simply left the room with the completed work only to watch his boss speed walk to the elevators a minutes later and jam his finger into the button several times with impatience.

Ikuto wanted to see her and he wanted to see her now. He felt a bit guilty for not controlling himself before. A small amount of fear managed to weasel its way into his brain, convincing Ikuto that if he didn't hurry then she'd be gone before he got back. That would be impossible considering he'd have noticed the elevator move past his floor, but he wanted to confirm her presence with his own eyes.

After unlocking the door he slipped inside and relocked it. Rather than calling out for Amu and possibly waking her, Ikuto moved silently to the bedroom. Peeking inside, he found the room empty. There wasn't a pinkette to be seen in his bed. Glancing around the room, Ikuto looked around the room for a trace of Amu but found none.

Heart hammering within his chest, Ikuto moved to check the rest of his apartment. The door had been locked when he returned so she had to be there somewhere. The dining room, living room and bathroom were all empty. He doubted she'd be in his study but he checked anyways. Empty. Panic took over as Ikuto rounded the corner that separated the kitchen from the rest of his apartment.

There she was in all her naked glory, staring out the window over the sink with a cup of water in her hands. He'd been so quiet in his search that Ikuto knew that Amu didn't know he was there. Smiling as he watched her in a relaxed state, Ikuto allowed for his mind to soak in the view. This was something he never wanted to forget. Amu was beautiful.

With a deep breath he took a step forwards. "Amu?"

Amu jumped and dropped her glass. It shattered on the ground around her feet and she instantly bent to pick it up. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry! It slipped right out of my hand."

Ikuto rushed to her side and pulled her up into his arms. "Don't do that you could get cut."

Amu winched before sliding her already bleeding finger into her mouth.

Ikuto sighed and moved her out of the kitchen and back into the bedroom. He left her on the bed to rummage through his closet to find his first aid kit. The thing was hardly used so he wasn't exactly sure where to find it. His cell phone started ringing as he searched. Answering the device, Ikuto didn't pause in his search for Band-Aids. "What is it, Nagi?"

Leaning against the headboard of the bed she didn't know if she wanted to be on, Amu watched as Ikuto answered his call but didn't stop looking for whatever it was that he was looking for. Silently, she listened to him speak quietly to someone through his phone.

"Then cut all ties with her. I'm not going to let one spoiled kid ruin our image…. She can tell whoever the fuck she wants. It won't change anything…. If she shows up again I'll send Kairi to deal with it…. Whatever I- I FOUND IT!"

The phone was tossed to the side as he scooped up the small white box with a red cross on it. Amu was clearly shocked as he jumped onto the bed beside her. Rummaging through the contents, Ikuto pulled out a Band-Aid. He grabbed her wrist forcing her finger out of her mouth so he could disinfect it and wrap it up.

Amu stared at the brown sticky cloth that now covered her cut. It hadn't been deep by any means, and probably would have stopped bleeding on its own. However, Ikuto had been kind enough to fix it for her. "Thank you."

Ikuto stared into her sincere eyes and felt himself lose control. "Why do you make me feel like this?"

Slowly, he pushed her onto her back and leaned in to kiss her. Not liking how she flinched as soon as their lips touched, Ikuto pressed a bit harder. Unable to help his smirk as she didn't turn away from the kiss, Ikuto continued until her lips were swollen and pink and perfect. Soon enough her mouth wasn't enough for him and he began trailing kisses down her neck. Just when he was about to touch her, a different phone rang. He sat up and grabbed the infuriating device off its receiver. "What? Saaya! How the hell did you get this number? They're there aren't they? Who else would have told you?"

Amu's mind went into over drive. It was Saaya! She needed to speak with her. "Let me talk to her! Saaya!"

Ikuto turned away and motioned for her to be quiet but Amu didn't want to be ignored. She went for the base and hit the speaker button. "Saaya! It's Amu can you hear me?"

"Amu? Oh Amu I was so worried! You've got to help me! I'm still being held prisoner here."

Ikuto growled and pinned Amu to the bed. With one hand he held her wrists above her head as he hit the speaker button with the other to once more to return the conversation back to just him and Saaya. "Look, I don't care what you say. Amu's mine got it!?"

Amu stared up at Ikuto as tears slid down her face. She didn't want to be his. She wanted to be hers and she wanted out of his stupid apartment so she could find Saaya.

"Oh really? They want to meet me? I guess you're still in trouble then huh? … Why should I give a fuck! After what you did to Amu, I'll never forgive you!... What do you mean I'm a hypocrite? What do you think Amu and I've been doing?... Oh please I'd never do something as perverted as that. … Oh yeah well unless Amu wanted me to I wouldn't! …. Shut the hell up and put him on the phone. …. Yes, she told me. …. Fine I'll be there tomorrow so we can settle this."

The phone slammed down onto the receiver before Ikuto stared down at the girl he was pinning. "I'm taking you to see Saaya tomorrow."

Nodding, Amu tried to smile through her tears. "Thank you."

Ikuto lay on his side before pulling Amu to be snuggled against his chest. He at least considered it cuddling. Amu probably wouldn't consider it as such since Ikuto had taken her without her full consent. Even now, he could feel her trembling in his arms. The girl he'd saved was afraid.

Tracing his fingers along Amu's side just to touch her more, Ikuto couldn't help but smile when he felt the girl shiver beneath his caresses. "Amu, why is it that even though you know now that Saaya betrayed you, you still want to help her?"

Silence enveloped the room for a few minutes before Amu answered. "You wouldn't understand. She's the only family I have left. We're cousins and cousins look out for one another."

"Sometimes it's the people that your closest to that can hurt you the most. You say that you looked out for one another but then how come you didn't see this coming?"

Amu sighed. She rolled onto her back so she could look him in the eye. "I knew. I knew what she does for a living, but I figured that she'd never use me because then she'd be all alone too."

His hand skittered across her stomach to rest on her opposite hip. Holding himself up with one arm, Ikuto looked down at the girl he'd saved. "And now that she has used you?"

Amu stared up into the bluest eyes she'd ever seen. Ikuto looked as though he was trying to convince her of something, but her ties to her cousin were still strong. "I still have to help her. She's all I have."

Ikuto's eyes hardened. "No, she isn't. You have me now. I'll take care of you so don't worry about a thing."

Amu smiled weakly. It was nice to hear that, but it would've been better coming from someone who hadn't raped her. He put his head back down onto his pillow and pulled her closer against him as if that would prove his words to her. Amu let him hug her since she was afraid of what he might do if she didn't.

Ikuto woke first unaware that he'd even fallen asleep. Shifting the sleeping girl out of his arms, the CEO searched for the phone he'd tossed aside earlier. The following day was going to be quite busy since he now had a meeting to attend to. That and he'd promised to take Amu to see her stupid cousin. If that was to happen she needed clothes, and there was only one person he could call.

Amu was still sleeping when the elevator dinged, alerting Ikuto that his guest had arrived. A girl strutted in carrying several bags. She had long blonde pigtails and big sunglasses to cover her face.

"Hey Ikuto, where is she?"

"We're setting some ground rules first. One, don't do anything to make her uncomfortable. Two, don't tell anyone that she's here. Three, I'll kill you if you fuck up one or two."

The girl rolled her eyes and removed her sunglasses. "Yes sir!"

"Don't mock me, Utau."

They found the pinkette still in bed but now awake. She covered her chest with her arms when she noticed that Ikuto wasn't alone.

"Oh Ikuto, she's gorgeous! You should have told me sooner that you were hiding such a beautiful girl! She should be a model!"

"Don't even think about it."

Utau pouted as she moved closer to the bed. "I'm Hoshina Utau. Ikuto called me over so that I could dress you up. You're just like a little doll!"

Amu looked from Utau to Ikuto. She knew her disbelief showed on her face, but Amu couldn't exactly do anything to hide it. This girl was perfectly okay with Ikuto keeping her prisoner in his apartment. Unless she didn't know what was happening.

Ikuto couldn't help but smile at the sight of Amu's cute confused face before he cleared his throat. "Remember the rules, Utau."

The blonde nodded in excitement before dropping the bags she'd been carrying and pulling random clothing out of them. "I only got your sizes before coming, but next time I'm sure I'll have more of the type of stuff you like. Until then you're just going to have to wear these."

Amu's eyes widened at the sight before her. All the clothes that Utau had pulled out were designer. The name on the label was worth more than Amu had ever owned. She stared at the clothing before looking to Ikuto. There was no way that she could wear any of it.

Utau smiled and in no time had Amu dressed and ready to go. The blonde barely had time to finish telling Amu that it was perfectly fine for her to wear whatever Utau gave her before she was being ushered out the door by a grumpy looking Ikuto. Calling back over her shoulder, Utau waved her hand over her head since her bags were significantly lighter than before. "I can't wait to come back and dress you up again, Amu!"

The way Ikuto slammed the door behind the girl made Amu take a small step back. Her owner being in a bad mood couldn't be good for her.

Noticing the way Amu averted her eyes and clasped her hands in front of her, Ikuto frowned. He hadn't done anything to scare her. "Why do you always do that when I look at you?"

Amu cocked her head to the side but remained silent and kept her gaze on the floor.

Moving a step closer, Ikuto clenched his jaw at the sight of the small girl flinching again. Taking a deep breath, he forced himself to calm down and continue with their one sided conversation. "You step back or flinch. How come you won't talk to me either?"

Knowing the answer but not wanting to make the situation worse for herself, Amu remained silent.

"You know it's okay. I'm going to get you to talk to me eventually. Even if it's only when you scream out my name while we're having-"

"It's because I don't want to make you angry."

Ikuto couldn't help but smirk at his victory. "Why would hearing your voice make me angry?"

Amu stood still with her body tense. This could only end in two ways. "I don't want to say the wrong thing."

Ikuto took another step towards her to watch as she took a step back. He moved again and so did she. He smiled as he took one more step and she moved to find herself against the wall. "Now I'm curious to know what you're thinking about that could make me so angry."

Amu swallowed as his hands hit the wall on either side of her head. His lips brushed against hers. "I want to go home."

Ikuto froze and stared down into her eyes. "No."

Amu recoiled at the anger that undercut his voice. "I told you it'd make you angry."

Ikuto sighed and moved away. "I'm telling you right now that I'm not angry. I just want to make sure you understand that you belong to me. You're mine."

Amu nodded as tears once again formed in her eyes. She couldn't understand but neither could he. A tug on her hand brought her against his chest and in his secure hold. The tears already brimming in her eyes couldn't be blinked back. They fell silently down her cheeks.

As much as he wanted to do something to calm her and reassure her that he would take care of her and that belonging to him wouldn't be so bad, Ikuto knew they needed to go. Most of their morning had disappeared due to Utau's visit. If they were to be on time, they needed to leave. "We're going now. It wouldn't be good for you if you tried to run from me."

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Morg: I always liked ending it hanging like that. I want readers to sit at their computers and then smack something and be like 'what the hell! You can't do that!' And then I'm sitting there at my computer ending it just like that thinking 'hehehehe I'm ending it like this!'

Ikuto: You have many problems.

Amu: You better be nice or she really will free me.

Morg: I do control the plot.

Ikuto: Review peeps so we can get it on!

I apologize for the amount of time it took me to post this second chapter. Things have changed, but I think it is for the better. Hopefully the third chapter won't take as long to be posted. Unfortunately, I can't guarantee anything because sometimes shit happens in my life and I can't do anything but get through it. Thanks for being patient and still showing my story lots of love as I fix it up!