[Kyouya]

I woke up the next morning with pains everywhere in my body. It was terrible. I remembered immediately what had happened and just wished that I could remember the asshole's face... Sigh. I can't let anyone know that this happened. What would people think? I'm supposed to be tough, right? ...Well... What about now? What am I now? I couldn't even protect myself from... Whoever that was. What am I supposed to do? Who knows...?

I got up and started getting dressed. Today was going to be a long day and I wasn't looking forward to it in even the slightest way.

It'd been a couple of hours into the day and I had already yelled at quite a few people. I could tell that even Dan had noticed the temper in my eyes. And I wish he hadn't. "Kyouya… Are you okay?" He asked me as we were taking a short break. I just stayed quiet and looked anywhere but at him. "Kyouya…"

"What do you want?" I spat at him.

"I-I just… I just wanted to know what is wrong with you…"

"It's nothing that concerns you. Don't worry about it. I'll get over it." With that, I stood up and walked back into the training room.

During the day, my mind had been racing like crazy at all the people who were possible "suspects." I was going to find out who it was and make him pay. Now that I thought about it, however, I hadn't seen the Devil, Doji, all day. By now it was already four in the afternoon, and he would have come to blab and nag about how I need to do this and that and the other thing if I wanted to defeat Gingka and become a blah blah blah… I'd heard his rants so many times that I'm sure I was at the point of saying it with him as he spoke. But anyway, that's not the point. The point is… Maybe it was him… I wouldn't doubt it, anyway. He's a sick, twisted, demented piece of shit anyway…

I was suddenly broken from my train of thoughts as someone was calling my name. Irritated, I looked up to see none other than mister Can't-Keep-His-Nose-Out, Dan. "What do you want now?" I yelled at him, extremely annoyed at this point.

"Uhm… Kyouya… I was just telling you that our training session was over and that it was time to go back to our quarters…"

I retrieved my bey and looked at Dan in a somewhat apologetic way. I passed by him without a single word or glance back and slowly made my way back to "my quarters."