Beauty With a Broken Heart
Chapter 2
Ichigo woke up, and to her surprise, Masaya was sitting by her bed with a bouquet
of flowers. He cleared his throat and said " Umm, Ichigo, I'm sorry about the other day, about the whole scene in the park with Clara, I took it a bit out of hand. I would like to ask you for forgiveness. I apologize." "Masaya Aoyama, that behavior was unexcusable. I do not wish to forgive you, and I do not want to see your face in my house again, am I understood?"
Masaya's face suddenly turned red with rage. "Ichigo, I have begged for forgiveness, I've brought you flowers, I swore my love to you, what more do I have to do?" Then he grabbed her by the collar, and pinned her to the wall with his hands. "I want you, and that means I will have you, and I can do whatever I want with you. We are engaged, and if you throw the wedding off, I will torture you until you finally agree to be my wife. Is that understood?" Ichigo was terrified, but she would not let this bastard know it. "You can torture me all my life, I will never agree to be your wife." With this, Masaya pinned his body against hers and kept a firm grip on her shoulders. Between gritted teeth he said, "Fine. You want torture? I'll let you have it." He grabbed her head, and held it steady so she wouldn't be able to move it, then he pressed his lips ever-so firmly against her's. She tried to kick him and punch him, but Masaya was incredibly strong. He wouldn't budge. When he moved his hands after about 3 minutes of kissing to proceed to rape her, she kicked him in the groin just in time to run straight to the balcony and jumped from it. She waited to escape her fate, but did not meet it. She had been caught by something–no,no, someone had caught her, and was safely lowering her to the ground.
"Glad I could be of assistance." said a voice. "Thank youuu..." Ishigo said not knowing where to direct her voice to. "Oh, I'm terribly sorry miss Momomiya, I must still be invisible" said the voice. "Well, if you're invisible I can't see you, and I would like to see my savior very much..." "Certainly," said the voice and in an instant the most handsome man Ichigo had ever seen appeared in front of her very eyes. He was a young man, around the age of 19 or 20, and he was tall with spiky dark green hair and golden eyes. He had two sharp pointy canine teeth that made Ichigo think of a vampire. He was wearing a long black cape and boots that went up to his knee and brown trousers and a white shirt. He also had beads around his neck and when Ichigo looked at his hand she saw he had a blue sapphire ring–just like the one that was on the hand that had sat on top of her's the night before. "Are you...?" "The man that came to you last night? Yes, it is me my dear, I'm sorry to have startled you. My name is Kishu." "Oh, well my name is"
"Ichigo, I know. I have admired you from a distance many months now, you have very pretty eyes." He was about to tell her that he thought she was the prettiest girl he had ever seen, but he was cut off because Masaya came running after Ichigo and she screamed. "Run!" said Kishu and he grabbed her hand and they took off.
