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I fell asleep with Misaki huddled next to me, when I woke up I heard heavy footsteps coming closer and closer. When the door opened Kazuki glared at me, he took out the gun again and told me to move. I felt bold all of sudden and told him no, that I wouldn't let him hurt Misaki again.

This resulted in me being punched to the ground, he kicked me in my ribs hard enough for me to lose my breath and crumble to the ground. He sneered at me and got on the bed with Misaki before called Masahiro in. He told him to hold me down and make me watch again.

Misaki was awaken roughly and the torture he had gone through the night before, was repeated once more. Again I had seen the pleading fear in his eyes, and again I was useless to help him.

"Are you enjoying it Hiroki-sensei? Are you enjoying watching this kid being punished? Knowing that you can't do anything at all to help him. Would you if you could? Would you help him? No. No you would run with your tail between your legs. You would run away and allow this innocent kid to be punished." I tried so hard to block out his voice. To block out the growing guilt.

"Shut up!" I yelled as I began to struggle violently. I thrashed around and tried to hit him with the back of my head. But all my struggles, all my attempts to escape where in vein.

He grabbed me by my hair and kept my eyes on the scene before me. Misaki was struggling as well, moving his body in a jerking motion to get away. Kazuki just continued to thrust violently into him, blood stained the sheets from under them, as he held him down firmly.

After what seemed like hours Kazuki again came on Misaki, staining his stomach with semen again.

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I was shaken awake roughly, only to be pushed down to the bed again. Fear tore its way into me, as did Kazuki. I screamed in agony of being again torn into, he doesn't give me time to adjust as he begins to thrust into me brutally. I feel my skin tear as his thrusts increase, blood runs down my thighs as this torture continues.

He kissed me, hard on the lips, his tongue shoves into my throat to silence my screams and quiet them into painful whimpers. His hands hold me down as I try to struggle, pushing upward in a pitiful attempt to get him off. He pulls away and leans down to my ear, whispering to me in what should have been comforting way.

"Misaki-chan, I love you. Usami-san won't when you go back, but I will always love you. Always, and even after they find me, I'll find you again. I'll always find you, Usami-san won't touch you, without the memory of me coming back."

He thrusts deeper, my body convulses as we both come. He groans and pulls out, spilling his essence on my again. I try to catch my breath, my body shaking in fear and disgust. He kisses the tears away on my face, and nuzzles my neck.

"I love you, Misaki." Before I know it he and Masahiro have left. Hiroki-sensei managed to get up and wipe the semen away for me again. We both fall asleep, both exhausted from the events that happened not even minutes ago.

We wake to the sound of wood breaking and storming feet. The door opens, but this time it's a man in a police uniform. He picks me up and carries me to the car outside where other police officers swarm around the house. Hiroki-sensei and I are put in the backseat of one car, they tell us they'll take us to the police station and let us call home.

Home.

I didn't really know if I had one anymore. Would Usagi-san let me back? Would he still love me even though I've been used? And what about Nii-chan? What would he say?

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As we enter the police station, I have Misaki following me from behind. We were taken to a small area where they allow us to call, I tried the home phone first and get the answering machine. I tried Nowaki's cell and got an immediate answer.

"Hello?"

"Nowaki?"

"Hiro-san! Where are you? Are you alright?" He asks me more questions till I finally tell him to let me talk.

"Nowaki, I'm at the police station. I'm fine alright. Where are you though, I tried the home phone and no one answered."

"I'm at Usami-san's house. Usami-san, and Takahiro-san and his wife are here as well. We've been waiting to hear from you and Misaki-san. Where is he, is alright as well." Guilt again rushes through me. I don't answer.

"Could you or someone come pick us up please." My voice is shaking, my eyes fill with tears.

"Hiro-san, are you alright? Hiro-san-"

"Just pick us up," I hang up the phone and go back to Misaki. He shakes and trembles, his eyes are covered by his hair.

"Misaki?" I try to touch his arm but he moves away quickly.

"He won't love me anymore." He says finally.

"What?" I ask as I step closer.

"Usagi-san won't love me anymore. I'm used and broken, he won't love me anymore. He'll think I'm a whore. A-And Nii-chan…Nii-chan won't love me either…They'll hate me. They'll hate me." He continues his small rant and shakes violently. I take another step.

"Usami-san won't hate you Misaki. He won't turn his back on you for something that you couldn't help! You think he'll hate you, he and Nowaki will be angered at me for not doing anything!" I let the words escape my lips. Finally the tears that I held back for so long, for so long finally fall.

Misaki turned to me, his eyes where blank and emotionless. As if forcing himself, he lightly wraps his arms around me. I do the same and we cried in that small room, letting out our suppressed fear, our pent up anger, our animosity of the whole ordeal and what would happen came out as well. And by the time Nowaki and Usami-san came and took us home, we were already asleep. Sleeping off the horrors of what had happened, and what would happen.


Ok then, well I worked really hard on this and I hope you guys like it. The next chapter will take place at Usami-san's house during this time. So please review so I can update sooner.