A/N: Normally I don't like writing about this, and this one was no exception, however I felt that this story has a place of it's own within the smut writing world, I hope you all enjoy it for the right reasons. Warning this one is dark, hence the title.

Darkness

Soul's P.O.V.

I can't remember how we ended up here. But what I do remember is being forced out of weapon form, being ripped from Maka's grip, the backs of my calves cut so I would go down to my knees and being bound. I can also remember Maka fighting, yelling, screaming in protest but in the end we were both subdued.

It's been quiet now for a while. It's hard to look at my Meister, her wrists are bound by cuffs, she's free hanging from the rafters above. Her eyes are closed, head hanging, she almost looks like she's asleep. Her arms are bruised and her hands are bloody, but something tells me that it's not her blood. She fought hard before they were able to get her cuffed.

I hear a door open and Maka's head snaps up to look. I look in the same direction and find our villain. He's the pre-kishin we had been sent to defeat, however we were unaware he had collected so many flunkies.

"Well, well, what do we have here? I must say that Lord Death's recruits have become more attractive over the years." He says looking Maka up and down.

He walks up to Maka and puts his hand on her side pushing her shirt up to expose flesh.

"Don't tough her." I growl.

"And what are you going to do about it weapon? You can't even transform at this point in time, I injected you with something that makes you pure human. With that said I think it would be best if you stuck around while I played with her. Nothing like a rude awakening to make you understand how helpless you really are to a Meister when you can't transform."

He takes out a small knife and starts to cut away at Maka's shirt. She closes her eyes and turns her head. He cuts away her bra but just lets all the fabric hang there instead of cutting it from her arms as well. As he gets to the top of her shirt he takes her chin in his hand.

"You would be much prettier if you smiled, can you smile?"

Maka spits in his face. He slaps her hard, but she doesn't cry out.

He wipes the spit away slowly. "You better hope that you are wetter then that or this next part might hurt a bit." he says through clenched teeth.

His hand moves to her leg, sliding up and under her skirt. I see her flinch.

"Nope dry as a bone, I kinda feel sorry for you, and if you hadn't spit in my face I might have been nice enough to have you spit somewhere more useful."

My nightmares are coming true, I am helpless to stop him as he pulls Maka's underwear down her legs. Her face is blank staring straight forward, she would not cry out, would not give in, she would fight this if only mentally. I had to be there for her I had to show her she wasn't alone.

"Maka, look at me."

Her eyes shift to fall on me.

"I'm here. As long as you look at me, I'm here."

"Isn't that sweet, to bad your not the one here!" He says as he thrusts into her hard.

Her eyes close, but only for a second and then they are back on me, she has tears in her eyes but she's not making a sound, as he continues.

"Fuck your tight, could it be that this is your first time? Since thats the case let me tell you that during sex, when you enjoy it you should tell your partner so by moaning, or calling out to them. I take it by your silence that you are not enjoying it, or are you?"

I see a flash just before he plunges the small blade into Maka's side. Her eyes close only for a second as she screams.

"Thats much better can I hear it again?"

He twists the knife but Maka only whimpers.

"Oh that wont do. Come on."

He thrusts hard into her but pulls the knife out, she still hasn't made another sound. Her eyes are back on me but I can tell she is gone, far way from here but what brings her back is him putting his thumb in the wound from the knife.

"You can scream for me, come on scream." He says still thrusting.

He's digging into the wound but Maka's not making a sound. I can tell she's holding back, she's to stubborn to give in to what he wants. There's blood running down her arms from her wrists, and blood is beginning to cover her side.

"Not hard enough for you? You are a kinky bitch." He says as he pulls his thumb out only to jam two fingers into her side.

She's holding back still, I can see it on her face that she's waiting for permission to break down, her silent tears streak down her cheeks, her lip bleeding from when he slapped her. Damn it why her? I have to be the strong one. I have to be there for her.

He twists his fingers in her side and I can see her flinch.

"Maka..." I say.

She lets go, and cries out, screaming out all the pain she had been holding back.

"There we go, good girl." He says as he thrusts into her harder and harder."

She cries out with each thrust but her eyes never leave mine and although I want to close mine to hide away from this scene I wont leave her on her own. I can hear his heavy breathing and the sound of him violating her over and over and then suddenly, it's over. He pulls out in more ways then one, his hand bloody from the open wound on her side. I finally let my eyes leave hers to look over her body to assess the damage. Her legs have started to bruise and theres blood running down her inner thigh.

My legs and hands are being unbound. Maka is being taken down from her cuffs as well only to fall to the ground, her legs to weak to catch her.

"Take your Meister, useless weapon and nurse her wounds."

I walk over and pick Maka up off the cold floor. She weighs nothing in my arms, and at first touch she shudders but soon turns into me as I am lead to a holding cell with a bed, medical supplies already delivered as well as some food and a bowl of hot water with a couple of rages.

I lay Maka on the bed grabbing the rag and getting it wet with the hot water. I wring it out and start with her side. She flinches and takes a sharp breath in.

"I'm sorry." I say.

I clean up the wound, thankfully it's not as bad as I thought it was, wrapping gauze around her middle. I take off my t-shirt and hand it to her, she takes off the scraps of fabric that once were her shirt and bra and puts my t-shirt on to cover herself. The next thing I do is her wrists, under the blood the skin is purple from all her weight hanging on them as well as her struggling. I wrap those in gauze as well. I rinse out the rag once more and move to the last place shes bleeding. Placing the rag on her thigh she suddenly pulls away.

"It's me. Relax."

"I can do it." She says.

"Ok." I hand her the rag and turn away to give her some privacy.

I don't look back until I hear the rag being placed back into the bowl. Maka's sitting up on the bed when I turn back.

"Maka...I..."

"Your legs, let me see."

I stand up taking off my jeans so she can look at the back of my legs. She wrings out a rag and starts to clean them up.

"Gauze..."

I hand her the gauze and she wraps both my legs. When shes done I sit down on the side of the bed.

"I'm..."

"Don't, nothing can change it, just...just hold me... please."

I wrap my arms around her, she buries her face into my chest and lets all her emotions go. After her sobs have become small hick-ups of air I lay her down next to me.

"Get some rest." I say.

I wake up to a loud clang of a metal door being closed, before I can sit up I feel a poke in my arm. I throw my arm in the direction I think the assault came from.

"Good morning. I hope you two slept well. I'm going to need both of you today."

I feel Maka move next to me and I defensively tighten my arm around her.

"I couldn't sleep at all thinking about how bad last night must have been for Maka, so this morning I want to make it up to her."

"Like you care." I spit.

"Now, now, I do care. I care that I didn't get to experience her at her best, I know she is better then she was last night, I can tell by the way she fights, I want to feel all of that."

"Let me transform and we will give you a taste of all that." I say.

"I want her on the sexual level, however I know I can't do it for her, that's why I came up with the plan of having you be her foreplay."

"You're sick."

"You can't tell me you don't want to."

"I don't!"

"Maybe not right this moment but if you were together alone at home on a Saturday night watching movies and she happened to touch you in a certain way, you would want to then. So go ahead, I'll wait."

I look down at Maka and she's looking at me with the look of fear.

I shake my head. "No, I wont..."

"Soul." Maka's voice is hoarse from all the screaming and crying.

"You either do it or we have a repeat of last night,except I let my men have a go at her until shes wet. Either way I want her dripping."

"Please, I want it to be you, don't let it be them." She says tears welling up in her eyes.

"Ok." I say. "This is not the way I imagined this happening."

"Me neither." She says with a little smile.

I put my forehead against hers. "I love you."

"I love you too."

I lean down and kiss her mindful of her sore lip, she's stiff at first and her cheeks are wet with tears but soon she is kissing back.

"That's it, keep it coming." Our captor says.

Maka pulls away from the kiss as she starts to push me away.

"Calm down, it's me, breath. Close your eyes."

She lays back down and closes her eyes.

"Now we're in my room at home, I just confessed to you and you reciprocated those feelings. We're on my bed." I whisper in her ear.

Her breathing slows, she takes my hand in hers and places it on her stomach. My lips came back to hers and this time she's more responsive. Her hand starts to move mine down past her skirt and then disappears under the fabric.

My fingers follow the heat up her thigh until they reach there goal, shes hot and soft and I push my fingers between her folds and find just the hint of wetness, the fact she has gotten any is surprising to me.

"Is she wet?"

Maka stiffens and I break the kiss moving for her ear. "Breath, it's ok, you're with me." I say shaking my head no. The longer I can draw this out the better it will be for Maka. Not to mention Kid should know by now something went wrong and he'll send in backup.

"Keep going." He demands.

"Breath, just me and you remember, in my bed." I whisper in her ear before kissing her neck.

She lets out a gasp of air as she moves her hips making my fingers glide against the soft skin. There's more moisture now and I play in it making my fingers slippery, sliding them back and fourth against the now hardened bundle of nerves.

One of her hands is in my hair gently pulling at it the other is at my shoulder gripping the skin. She lets out a breathy sigh not quite a moan as she moves her hips again.

"She's wet now I can tell, can you bring her to orgasm?"

Maka stiffens again. "It's ok, breath. Does this feel good?" I ask.

She relaxes and nods.

"Can you feel it building?" I ask rubbing a little faster.

"Yes." She says.

I look back at the man I will kill with my bare hands and he smiles.

"Soul..."

"I'm here."

She pulls me down and kisses me, this time it's full of lust, fear almost completely gone. The next time she breaks away she grips on my hand stoping me.

"Maka..."

"No, he wants me to cum, I'm doing it my way." She says.

"And what way would that be." The man asks.

Maka shifts her eyes from me to him and back.

"Oh, see I knew you were a kinky one. But can he last long enough to compleat the task? If he can't that means someone else will have to pick up the slack."

"Fine."

"Maka, what are you doing?"

"Making it so the next time he has me I can pretend it's someone else."

"Go ahead weapon do what your Meister wants."

She sits up and slips my t-shirt over her head and lays back down. I lean down and kiss her, I feel her hands at my waist pushing my boxers down. Kicking them off with little effort I settle between her legs. Her hand grips my cock and begins to stroke it allowing me to become fulling erect.

She brakes the kiss moving her lips to the side of my face. Her breath is hot and staggered against my ear. "Slow at first." She whispers.

I nod as I feel my tip start to enter her, I push slowly feeling some resistance. Her breathing has stopped.

"Breath Maka, it's me."

She inhales a deep breath. "I know."

"Does it hurt?"

"No." she says.

I reach the end and start to pull out. Her hips buck up and I can't help my hips response as they thrust in. She gasps.

"Sorry." I say.

"Don't be sorry, keep going."

I repeat my action until I'm breathing hard and so is she. She's whispering good things in my ear and soon I have to slow down finding a rhythm that works for both of us. Her legs wrap around my hips as she rocks her hips up into me.

"Oh, right there..." She says.

I can feel her insides start to tighten, I can feel my own orgasm building, but I have to get her off before I can cum other wise I'll be throwing her to the wolves.

I kiss her neck ending it with a bit of a bite. "Maka how close are you?"

"So close..."

Her muscles tighten again and I falter.

"Careful weapon you wouldn't want to lose it before she does." The man say from behind me.

I had almost forgotten he was there and I could tell Maka had to, her eyes open and her hips stop moving.

I stop what I'm doing, breathing hard, I put my hands on either side of her face and look at her.

"Maka... You ok?" I ask.

She nods her head. "Sorry, I kinda lost it."

"Not your fault, I just need a breather for a second. Your doing so good, I'm proud of you, you can do this."

She nods.

I start to move my hips again grinding my pelvic bone against her clit. She moans letting me know she's back in the game. Her hands are in my hair, her legs pulling me into her with every thrust. I can feel her tightening again, this time it's going to happen and I have to do it before our captor says something pulling Maka yet again out of it. I thrust harder waiting for her reaction but its a good one as she moans against my lips.

Her hands slide from my hair to my back, fingers digging into flesh. She's close, her body tights again, her breathing stops for half a breath before she lets it out in a cry of pleasure. She's holding onto me so tight that I have to slow my thrusts down.

She starts to shake as she comes down from her high I kiss her wanting to know she's ok. Her hands are back in my hair caressing the dampness of it from sweat.

"Well done." I hear him say before I feel hands at both my shoulders pulling me up and off of Maka. "Now that I know it's possible she shouldn't have any problems doing the same for me."

My wrists are being bound to the wall, Maka closes her eyes and holds her breath.

"Damnit! I'm going to fucking kill you, you bastard!" I yell. "Maka keep your eyes closed, I'm here, I'll help you through this."

She nods and lets out her held breath. I watch as the kishin-egg starts with his fingers, Maka flinches and her body tenses.

"Be a good weapon and help your Meister." He says as he pull out his knife and holds it a couple inches away from her throat.

"Maka, you have to relax, I'm right here. Just keep breathing. Sex doesn't always come with feelings, not like the ones me and you have, sometimes it's just about feeling good. I need you to breath and relax, take a deep breath." I watch as she does what I say. "Now does it feel good?"

She thinks about it for a second to long. "No... I can't do this."

"I have never heard you say that before Maka and you wont start now, come on, you can do this, just like before."

"It was easier with you."

I look at the kishin as he pulls his hand away, licking each one of his fingers. Once they are licked clean he proceeds to release himself. I have to think fast.

"Maka, I'm going to help you just like I did before, this time you will cum."

She cries out as he pushes himself inside her.

"Maka, breath. I'm here, it's me." I lie.

She seems to calm down for a second as she rock her hips into him.

"Does it feel good?" I ask.

As she nods her head the light overhead shows her silent tears. I clench my firsts and pull against my cuffs, feeling the cold metal cut into my skin.

His thrusts speed up. I see her body react, this time in a good way and even though it kills me to watch her as he brings her closer, I know it wont end until he does.

"Come on Maka, come on, come for me." I say.

Her back arches, body stiffening, her mouth opens with a cry mixed with pleasure and pain. And then I see him finish inside my Meister like she's his and I know that no matter what happens he will die under my hands or blades. He pulls free of her and Maka lays there shaking.

"Take her to the showers, let her clean up and then bring her back here. As for you Weapon, I have to give you props for your control, when she orgasms it's pure bliss, the best I've had. I would like to give you a reward, I am going to give you another shot, but this one has nothing to do with stoping your abilities, no, in fact this one helps you."

I feel the sting of the needle in my arm.

"This one will keep you erect until you ejaculate. I'm sure she wont mind."

"I wont do that to her, she's had enough."

"Suit yourself, but you might have a different insight in the morning."

No matter how much I need the release I wont do that to her, her spirit is being broken enough with this, I wont be a part of breaking it more.

I see them bring Maka back in, they lay her down on the bed and at first I think the worst, but all they do is cuff one arm to the bed and cover her with a blanket.

"I'll let you have the night to think it over."

The cell goes quiet after our captor leaves, Maka is silently laying on the bed curled into a ball.

"I'm so sorry." I say.

She doesn't answer.

As time passes I hear her crying softly and wish I could be there to comfort her. I let my soul wavelength drift to her and our souls connect, she takes a deep breath and I can feel her start to drift off to sleep.

I don't get much sleep, my muscles are aching from standing and my shoulders are burning from holding my weight, but I sleep as much as I can. I wake up to Maka screaming, it wakes her up and she stops only to start crying again. She soon cries herself back to sleep only for it to happen again what seems only minutes later. I wake up to a new pain, the ache between my legs, it feels as though a warm breeze of air could set me off. I hear the door, watch as two men come in, one unchains Maka an leaves the cell. The other lets my wrists go, pushing my fightless body over to the bed, I lay down and my wrist are rebound to the bed frame.

The cell is quiet again for only a second. Maka screams again.

"Hey, hey, hey, I'm right here next to you, it's ok, your ok."

"Soul?"

"Yeah, it's me."

She lifts her head to look at me and takes in my hands.

"I may not be able to hold you but I'm here." I say.

She wraps her arm across my chest, nose against my neck, leg rubs over my groin. I groan, throaty and through clenched teeth.

She looks down and then back up to me.

"He injected me with something, but I'm fine."

"You're not fine. How do I help?"

"You can't."

"Yes you can." His voice coming from the shadows. "All you have to do is give yourself to him."

"I wont let her!" I yell.

"You don't have a choice, she's the one who gets that choice."

I feel Maka's leg slide over me and onto the other side of my hip as she raises herself up over me.

"Maka, you don't have to..."

"I want to." She says lowering herself on to me.

My breathing erupts into pants as her wetness envelops me. Her hips start to rock and I can't hold my hips still. I thought for sure it'd be over in a matter of seconds but when it's not Maka keeps going, her hands on my chest, hips rocking. She soon slows down her pace, leaning forward and kissing me.

"I can't anymore, I'm so tired." She says. She starts to get up, laying down next to me on the bed.

I turn over to face her. "Maka..."

She smiles kissing me. "I said I was tired, that doesn't mean you have to stop, I wont do that to you. You just have to take over and do most of the work."

She kisses me again, while pulling me on top of her, it was going to be hard with my hands still bound over my head to the bed frame, She must have known that as she helps guide me to her. I push in, loving the heat, her lips come off mine in a gasp. I thrust and she gives me a moan. I use the cuffs to my advantage using them to pull myself into her harder each time.

"Oh... yes, faster."

I obey without thinking, pounding into her, her body tightening, I swallow hard feeling it coming, her legs are wrapped around mine, I feel a give in my arms and look up just as the cuff chins break, my hands go for the head board, her body tights again and I push through. She puts her lips to my ear. "I'm cummming for you, always for you."

Her body starts to shake, I let her body take me, let it have me, I thrust, finding my release. My growls mixing with her moans, as I weakly thrust a couple more times before collapsing on her.

There is clapping behind us, but I can't even raise my head to look.

"I'm sure you didn't get much sleep last night so I'll let you rest. You put on a wonderful performance."

I protectively wrap my arms around Maka as I drift off, unable to fight sleep.

I wake up to the sound of the door being opened yet again and pull Maka closer, I wont let him touch her again.

"Black*Star, I found them!" Kids voice yells. "Soul are you guys alright?"

"Better." I say.

"Black*Star, you and Tsubaki stay here and stand guard, I'm going to move ahead and find the kishin."

"Kid." I say sitting up, he stops and looks at me. "I want him." Kid nods and moves into the dark.

I start to put my t-shirt back on Maka, finding her to weak to move. I wrap the blanket around her and move to dress myself. Once I have my boxers and jeans back on I pick Maka up and carry her over to Black*Star and Tsubaki.

"We didn't know he had so many flunkies." Black*Star says.

"It doesn't matter, we're almost done here."

I turn to see Kid walking back with the kishin, Liz and Patty pointed at the base of his neck. I start to hand Maka over to Black*Star, but as she is exchanged she starts to freak out.

"It's ok, your safe." I say kissing her forehead.

Once Maka is in Black*Stars arms I turn to the kishin, walking over to him I knee him in the balls, as he goes down I knee him again in the face. He continues to go down but this time on his back. I straddle him, my hand on his throat.

"That was for ripping me from my Meister." I punch him in the face. "Thats for hanging her in those chains. And these next ones are for ever thrust as you rapped her." I say before letting go of his throat and punching him with one fist after the other.

My hands are bloody and I feel something crack a couple of times before I feel her soul leak into mine, her hand on my shoulder. I'm breathing so hard but I stop.

The kishin coughs up blood in his attempt to laugh. "Is that all you got weapon?"

My hands are around his neck then and I can feel the pain in my right hand telling me that some of the cracking was my hand breaking, I squeeze through the pain.

"Normally my Meister and I take down kishins quickly, but you have taken that option away from us, besides you deserve this."

I squeeze even tighter, I can't hear anything but the gurgle of blood, I squeeze until I can't even hear that anymore. When I can't feel his chest rising and falling any more I let go of his throat, staring down at him, his eyes open, face covered in blood, and I think, I should be happy he's dead, I should feel like a burden has been lifted off my shoulders, but all I feel is more anger, he shouldn't get to leave yet.

I punched his chest. "Breath damn you, I'm not done!" I yell. I start to punch him in the face again feeling his bones break under my fists. Maka touches my shoulder again and the moment I stop hitting him his body fades into the red soul. I get up and turn towards Maka, she wraps her arms around my neck and I pick her up.

"Do what ever you want with the soul, I don't want any part of it." I say as I walk in the direction that will lead us home.