So, Lady Tzahra's going to Spain for three, count 'em, THREE WEEKS! To study Spanish. Yes, I do have other talents besides writing smut.

Anyway, I figured I should leave you all with something nice, as I probably won't be writing anything while I'm out there T.T Except maybe some ideas in my paper journal which will end up here. I hope so anyway...

WARNING: This chapter contains graphic non-con that is a little squicky. I realize it's gross, but it's necesary. I want the grossness and hardship Yuki's feeling to be completely understood.

I hope you all read that and will enjoy this sketchy chapter. Remember, I don't get called a sadist for nothing...

Disclaimer: I do not own Yuki, Kyo, Hatsuharu or Kagura. I do however own the dude at the brothel and the guy screwing Yuki at the beginning of this chapter. I love how the characters I create are icky. That's so typical...

Kyo had been trying to fall asleep for several hours now, but as hard as he tried, it wasn't doing him any good. One minute he'd be exhausted but terribly uncomfortable, so he'd change his position only to find himself wide awake. Wide awake and angry, if he hadn't gone to see Yuki he wouldn't be feeling like this right now. "Damn Yuki, this is all his fault!" Kyo thought savagely. Of course, had Kyo not gone to see Yuki he would be unable to sleep thinking about him, but Kyo would never admit that to himself. He rolled onto his back, still fuming.

Yuki found his naked form forcefully rolled onto his back with his arms pinned above his head by a strong hand holding his wrists together. Disorientated Yuki looked up at the man above him who was sneering at him malevolently as he straddled his hips. "There," the man growled. "I want to see your pretty face when I fuck you." He kneaded Yuki with his sits bones and he bit down on his lower lip so he wouldn't make a noise. He didn't want this, why did it have to be so easy to get a reaction out of him! "Aw don't be shy, you can make as much noise as you want," the man hissed darkly and with that he thrust roughly into Yuki without any preparation. Yuki screamed, eyes watering in pain, writhing against the intrusion, trying to break free of the impossibly secure grip on his wrists. "Damn you!" Yuki thought furiously as the man pulled out and thrust in again, Yuki still crying out and then cursing himself for doing so. He wouldn't let this get to him, he wouldn't let this

"Ow! A-ah!" get to him. Damn.

"You like this pain, don't you!" The man breathed into Yuki's ear. "No!" Yuki thought defiantly. And it was true, he hated pain, ever since... Yuki heard the man grunt as he came inside him and Yuki flinched in disgust and then pain as he pulled out. "Sit up," the man said, and Yuki obeyed, trying to hide his discomfort. "Gotcha." And Yuki felt a blast of hot sticky liquid hit him right in the face and he fell backwards in surprise, trying to get it off as he heard the man laughing at him. "A little souvenir for you!" He laughed before putting his clothes on and leaving, throwing some money carelessly over his shoulder. Yuki coughed and spluttered, furious and disgusted. Feeling sick he stood up and entered the tiny bathroom off his room to wash the stuff off properly.

He splashed water on his face and scrubbed, growing more and more angry by the second. That was disgusting, and just, Yuki placed his hands on either side of the sink and leaned against it, turning everything over in his mind. He hated this; this job, these people, this life! Just when everything had been looking bright it had been taken away from him, the way it always had to be. Everything that was good for him had to be eliminated, if she wasn't happy, no one was...

When Kyo looked out the window he saw a faint pinkish glow over the horizon and noticed the sky was definitely lightening. He checked the clock on the desk next to his bed. 5:53 AM. Kyo sighed, annoyed and rolled over, trying in vain to at least get a little sleep before Haru would wake him up again for another day of gruelling revision. Kyo pulled his blanket over his head. "Why can't I sleep!" He thought furiously, rubbing his face in his pillows. Then after another half an hour of trying and failing to sleep Kyo sighed and sat up, shaking his head. He may as well get up...

Yuki never knew what time it was anymore. All he knew were day and night, and night was true hell. Except, on the rare occasion when someone he didn't mind as much giving himself to or who was actually careful and courteous showed up. But this hardly ever happened, and he never got his hopes up he'd see the person again. That's why it had surprised him so much when that guy, Kyo, showed up again. At first Yuki had assumed he was just another of those people who treated him decently albeit an attractive one, but, he was different even from them. His denial, his insecurity, and then, had he really offered to clean him up? Yuki had been completely stunned, since beginning work in this hell hole no one had ever... Yuki put his face in his hands. "Get out of my head," Yuki said firmly to no one. "Oh God, ah! M-more, YuKI! AH!" Yuki's fingers tightened around some strands of his hair that had fallen in his face. And then, on top of all his weirdness and awkwardness, Kyo had, made Yuki come, just from moaning. Why! Why did Kyo affect him like that! Why was he still thinking about him! He couldn't, he couldn't let himself get attached to someone he'd probably never seeing again. The feeling of hope was never worth how bad it felt to have it torn down again. "I can't like you, Kyo."

"Get up, Haru!" Kyo set the coffees and cheap pastries he was carrying on the desk before picking up a pillow and throwing it at Haru. It hit the pile of blankets and pillows on the bed that was Haru and flopped dispiritedly to the floor. The pile of blankets twitched a little. "Come on, we've only got today before our exams start, get up!" The pile of blankets groaned sleepily before rising up and then falling away to reveal a half awake Hatsuharu, his eyes puffy and hair a mess.

"Hmm? It's the crack of dawn..."

"It's 8:00, that's not that early." Kyo said, taking off his jacket.

"To you maybe," Haru said sleepily, rubbing his eyes. "I never understand you morning people..."

"Shut up and drink this," said Kyo shortly, thrusting a paper cup of coffee at Haru, who took it gratefully and blew on it a few times before drinking. He blinked several times and looked at Kyo like he was only just seeing him properly.

"Why are you up so early, anyway? He asked.

"I dunno," Kyo lied, taking a drink from his own cup. Haru was still looking at him oddly.

"Kyo?"

"What!"

"Where were you last night?" Kyo's grip around his cup tightened.

"What are you talking about?" He asked, trying not to look suspicious.

"Last night I woke up at like, quarter to one because I heard our door open and close, so I assumed you'd gone somewhere." Kyo swallowed, trying to think of a reasonable response.

"You were probably just dreaming," Kyo replied.

"Now normally I'd figure that's what had happened, but seeing as how I woke up again about two hours later because the door opened and closed again I don't think I was." Haru responded, gazing fixedly at Kyo.

"Why do you care where I was! It's none of your business!" Kyo said defensively.

"I care because I'm your friend, you idiot! Going around somewhere in the middle of the night by yourself without telling anyone is dangerous!" Haru's voice was rising as he stood up, glaring at Kyo.

"I know it's dangerous!" Kyo shot back, glaring just as intensely at Haru. "I just had something I needed to do, all right! Can we drop it!" Haru, feeling it was pointless to try and get any more information out of Kyo, sighed and shook his head.

"Yeah, okay. Sorry," he said. "Anyway, what else do we have to review?"

As Yuki's job meant he had to work at night, he would always try to sleep during the day, though often he wouldn't be able to fall asleep. Whether it be from aches and pains or just plain insomnia sleep was always difficult. He hardly had anytime to eat either, as he wasn't really supposed to leave. People would bring him food usually, but it was more often than not unappetising to say the least. And then, like he wasdoing now,just as the sun was beginning to set every evening he'd make himself look pretty for any customer's he'd get that night. He absolutely despised that; why should he have to dress up for someone who he didn't know, like or want? It was infuriating, he should be dressing up for the attractive guys at the university he should be attending.

"AH what the hell I don't get this!" Kyo yelled angrily, throwing his text book furiously across the room.

"Kyo, don't throw things," said Haru calmly, getting up to retrieve the book. Kyo didn't respond and stare moodily at the wall. "Before you scream at me for worrying about you," Haru said without turning around. "Just know that I'm really worried about you, ever since you went to this Yuki chick you've been acting weirder than usual."

"I am NOT acting weird!" Kyo shot back defiantly, his temper and frayed nerves getting the better of him.

"Fine, acting more easily pissed off than usual." Kyo growled something incoherent under his breath and lay on his back on his bed. "Kyo?" Haru persisted, finally turning around. "If I didn't know any better I'd say you were a little lovesick." Kyo couldn't help it, he rolled over onto his side, facing the wall. Haru's eyes widened in surprise. "So that's it..." He said quietly, holding the textbook in his arms more closely to him. "Kyo, you like that girl, Yuki?"

"Boy." Came Kyo's muffled reply.

"Come again?" Haru asked, then laughing lightly at what he'd said despite the situation.

"Boy," Kyo repeated, a little louder this time. Haru's eyes widened so much they were in danger of falling out of his head. It wasn't what Kyo had said that had really shocked him, it was the fact that Kyo was actually saying it that was weird. Haru walked over to Kyo's bed and sat down next to him. "Yuki's a guy, but, I didn't know at first." Haru wasn't sure what to say yet. "Yuki's a boy, but when he kissed me and..." Kyo buried his face in his pillows and Haru put a reassuring hand on his shoulder.

"You can tell me," said Haru patiently, squeezing Kyo's shoulder. Kyo, hesitantly and blushing more furiously at each word told the story of what had taken place between him and Yuki as of late, including how they're argument that had led to them kissing and then...

"I left, I couldn't," Kyo suddenly felt as if his throat had tightened and he couldn't continue.

"It's okay," said Haru, whose hand had never left Kyo's shoulder, which was now trembling. Haru was stunned, he had never seen Kyo this way before. He always put up this loud, angry exterior that was probably just an armor against people seeing this side and mistaking it for weakness. But this wasn't just angst or getting freaked out over kissing another guy. This was, love? "What are you going to do?" Haru asked.

"I don't know," said Kyo in anger and despair. "Right now I just want to get through the midterm exams in one piece." Haru shook his head, he knew Kyo wouldn't like what he was going to tell him so he braced himself for the furious backlash he was going to get.

"You need to go and see Yuki." Quick as a flash Kyo sat up and got up on his knees, glaring at Haru, sparks practically flying from his eyes.

"No." Said Kyo in a raised voice. Haru put his hands on Kyo's shoulders and pushed him back down so they were looking at each other face to face.

"Kyo, hear me out," said Haru, his voice neutral. "You obviously really do like Yuki, and not seeing him is only going to make it worse. Besides, from the sound of it he doesn't think you're half bad either."

"I can't!" Kyo hissed, though his eyes were starting to lose some of their fury, softening to an almost childish fear and worry. "We can't just talk things out, it doesn't work like that!" A desperate tone had entered Kyo's voice now. Again Haru braced himself for the likely fury at his suggestion.

"Then don't just go there to talk, have sex, then talk." Kyo's eyes widened in horror and anger.

"NO!" He yelled furiously. "I'm not doing that with another guy!" Haru sighed impatiently.

"Kyo, there's no point in denying you have a thing for Yuki, so just deal with it. That'll make everything less painful." Kyo looked away, his lips pursed, thinking. He supposed that was the only way, but, he didn't know what to do! And there was no way he'd tell Yuki that, so obviously it would all end in disaster! But at the same time, maybe getting that out of his system would mean he wouldn't think about Yuki all the time anymore, which would be a welcome relief.

"Okay," Kyo mumbled. "I'll do it." Haru smiled.

"Now we're getting somewhere!"

Yuki lay on his bed, sticky and with a bad taste in his mouth. He stood up and walked into his bathroom and swished some of the water from the tap around in his mouth before spitting it into the sink, grimacing. Why did such awful people have to show up! And then to add insult to injury choose him out of all the other men there! Yuki put his hand to his forehead. Who was he kidding, he should just accept this, learn to deal with it. But he knew he never really could, there was always that part of him wanting to get away. That's what he needed, an escape...

Kyo walked up the steps of the old Victorian house in the cool night air, feeling determined, though nervous.

I hope it wasn't too icky for anyone. The next chapter will have purly consentual, lustful and yummy lemon, so not to worry.

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