I hate her. I hate everything about her. Because I know she touched him. I know she touched me, and I know she knows what she did. Her voice so early familiar, her hands, long slender and cold, her flesh soft, her mouth warm. I hate her. Everything about her.

"Let's start with why you were still in the school after closing time." Detective Mikishka began.

"We were studying, in the library." I answered coolly. Even with that mask of innocents on her face, but I watched Nisha secretly squirm in her seat. It took everything in be not leap at her with my hands around her neck and squeeze until the blood vessels in her eyes popped. I imagined it… The room covered in her blood. It turned me on slightly but I fought it. I must never become attracted to this girl.

"When did you realize you were not alone in the library?" He continued.

"I'd like to just tell you… you can ask questions when I'm finished if you don't mind." I explained urgently. That was it... that was the moment I knew for sure, that Nisha was one of the bitches who hurt him. Who hurt us.


"Did you call him?" Haruhi called as she rushed down he apartment stairs towards the waiting limo.

"We both tried, his phone is off!" Kyuoya answered back.

"Mori and Huney are on their way to the Hitachiin manner now." Tamaki added.

"Then so are we." Haruhi sighed as she closed the car door behind her. Tamaki's hands were shaking. If Nisha was one of the perps involved, than Kaoru already knew. He had to. The one thing he had been focusing on since he was admitted to the hospital was finding the murders, and avenging Hikaru. It was all he talked about. Why did he not see it before. Kaoru's voice repeated threw his head like a broken record; "Keep her away from me." "Keep her away from me." "Keep her away from me." "Keep her away from me."

~~ Tamaki's memmorie: Two weeks previously ~~

"Tamaki, I feel like you're the only person I can trust." Kaoru laid spron out on a hospital bed. The blinds where closed and the door shut and locked behind them. The room was gray, like if a rain cloud had taken shelter inside Kaoru's heart, and souhl. Tamaki knew that what he was about to hear would not be sain. He knew that Kaoru was ill, but he would listen. And take note to Kaoru's expression. Tamaki didn't trust the doctors but wasn't quite sure why. Part of him wished he could take Kaoru home and nurse him back to health himself.

"You can always trust me, Kaoru; I'm like your father." Tamaki smiled.

"I won't tell you what happened to me. I haven't even spoken to anyone but you, and I don't plan to just yet. I can't talk sometimes… and other times I talk too much." Kaoru sighed.

"I understand I won't tell a soul. Whatever you say now stays between us." Tamaki promised.

"I remember." Kaoru looked down at his drink, as if trying to see his memories in the watter. "I remember her voice. I remember her smell and her…. Her hands." Kaoru shuddered as he spoke. "I know she's a student at our school, I just don't know who. When I figure it out, I WILL, avenge my brother. If it's the very last thing a do alive."

"he already knows." Tamaki breathed. "Haruhi… baby, he already knows.."

"Tono calm down there's no way he could have figured it out on his own." Haruhi soothed.

"You don't understand, he'll kill her!" Tamaki gasped. The car stopped abruptly jolting the host club against their seat belts. Tamaki shot a worried glance at Kyuoya. Understanding Tamaki's concern Kyuoya shook his head.

"What's going on up there?" Kyuoya asked tapping on the glass that separated them from the driver.

"Traffic sr." The British drive answered unknowingly. Haruhi turned to tell Tamaki everything was going to be alright. But by the time her first silable ;eft her tounge, she was stairing at an empty seat, and Tamaki's door was open, and he and Kyuoya were half way down the street.

"I'll meet you there than!" she yelled before slamming the door. Haruhi wondered silently why Kyuoya didn't just order a police escort.


"One thing you must understand is that I will never be ashamed of the feelings I had for my brother." I explained hesitantly. "I love him with every part of my existence, and if I told you we were not sexually active than I would be lying. I don't lie detective Mikishka."

"I understand. Do call me Miki, please." The detective announced.

"Miki." I smiled. I wasn't smiling at him but at the suspense I was causing for little Nisha.

"We were in the office room, and there were hooded figures watching us. I was getting redressed, when I called them to our attention." Part of me wanted to screw up the story. I wanted someone to know who I was. I was me, and I was most certainly NOT dead. The other half told me to take this seriously, and tell it from Kaoru's point of view. But the first part of me won. It would take them days to figure out what rely happened, but now… they will.

"we fought but there was four of them, and only two of us. Besides two of them were stronger men. The others were women. first, they taped our heads together, so it was like we were looking into eachother's souls." I closed my eyes remembering like it was last night, or even only an hour ago.

*We tried to fight. It was no use… they we're strong… to strong. They taped our heads together so that my eyes where on his.

"I love you brother." He whispered, then he kissed me. Deep and passionate, like he would never see me again.

"AH THEIR DESCUSTING!" IT was a woman's voice. Her words crashed down on us like iron clubs. Than an earsplitting crack, and the first break on my leg. I screamed.

"STOP! STOP IT!" Kaoru's voice rang out like a church bell.

"Oh would you rather go first than, young man?" Even though his face was covered I could see his crooked smile, I'll never forget his voice. Then the second man turned the gun on Kaoru's thigh and pulled the trigger. My heart skipped.

"NO, don't stop, hurt me! HURT ME PLEASE!" I cried desperately, trying to break the restraints tied around my wrists. They laughed, all four of them, and first woman pulled my boxers back around my ankles, the second did the same to Kaoru. I tried to ignore the pain in my leg to comfort Kaoru. He was crying so hard. I tried to be strong. I really did.

The first woman kissed the second man and unhooked his belt, I couldn't see behind me but im sure the other two were doing the same.

"No… NO HE"S NEVER DONE THAT BEFORE YOU'L HURT HIM!" Kaoru shouted struggling against our hold. I looked at him in confusion, and threw his tears I understood. They were going to rape us, and they were going to do it dry. The men pulled us both to our knees, and tied our hands above out heads, we were using each other for support. The women lit candles around the room, and drew a circle on the floor around us in a red ink labeled "sheep blood". Her hands were so cold, she lifted our penises so that the tips touched, and the other woman used a glass dropper to insert a white serum inside our shafts, taking care to insert them at the same time. It burned, and then it felt cool. Then suddenly the blood rushed to my penis instantly hardening my iterated member.

(I do not own host club. Okay so some of the ritual I've made up, other stuff I looked up online. I love google. Lol I have to work so I'll start on the next chapter later. It might be today it might be tomorrow. Sorry for the cliff hanger, and that this chap. is so short. )