No... Don't touch me... Don't touch me anymore with those disgusting hands... Don't look at me anymore with those piercing green eyes... Just leave me alone... Don't call me your angel, don't even call me by my name... Just disappear!
P.O.V Ikumi
As soon as I opened the front door of my house I was greeted by the mild winds and the shining sun. Today was a perfect day, neither hot nor cold. Days like today I couldn't help but smile and think about how nice it will be to doze off against a beautiful flower tree. "Ikumi, if you stand there all day you're going to be late for school" My big brother Aoba teased. I pouted and blushed, "Quit teasing me, I know". Aoba laughed and then ruffled my hair, "I can't help it, you're easy to tease" I pushed his hands away. "Knock it off, my cat ears may come loose" I whined. Aoba rolled his eyes, "Yeah, yeah" he muttered then left to walk to school. The only thing I could do was stare at his back while he continued furthering his distance from me.
I wouldn't admit it to anyone; but, I was really lonely. To me, it felt like my brother was growing farther and farther from my reach. He was changing and not in a good way. Aoba used to be such a doting big brother but now he was always teasing me and getting himself into serious trouble. With a sigh of defeat, I walked in the opposite direction towards my own school.
It wasn't like it was my first day at the school or my first day as a kid in a higher grade. No, I was actually in the middle of my third year of Primary School. It sounds fun right? When you were in third grade you didn't really worry much, you just had fun all the time. In third grade you weren't really have to be responsible because you were only a kid still learning the ways of life. Everyone was happy in Primary School except for me...
As soon as I entered the classroom I sat at my desk and looked around at the other kids. Everyone was laughing and playing with one another and doing different activities so why was I so dissatisfied?
The bell had rung announcing that class had begun and moments later my teacher had walked in. My teacher's name was Mr. Yuki, his first name Kano. Mr. Yuki was admired by everyone in the class well, except for the boys...I understood why they all admired him though. was a strong, independent young man who loved all his students and also he was very handsome. He had a tall, almost delicate looking frame and porcelain skin, sweet looking key-lime colored eyes, and short, spiky chocolate brown hair. If he was younger he would surely have been called a bishounen.
"Good morning class" Mr. Yuki smiled. The girls had chorused a good morning while the boys had muttered. Mr. Yuki had chuckled, "All right everyone, get to your seats" Mr. Yuki stopped beside my desk, "Good morning Ikumi, I see you're sitting down again before the bell rings. You're such a good girl" Mr. Yuki rubs my head like he was rewarding an animal. Instead of complaining to him like I did to Aoba, I just bared with it. I knew better than to talk rudely to an adult. "G-good morning Mr. Yuki" I returned his smile. Mr. Yuki's face seemed to have brightened up more, "Did you do all of your homework again too?" He asked. I nodded and took out the homework to show him. "Good job!" After another pat on the head he returned to the front.
"Ugh, I can't stand her! She's always acting like a good girl" A girl fumed. "Such a teacher's pet, such an annoyance" A boy chimed in. I looked down at my desk, frowning. "Alright class, today's morning warm-up is on page 123 in your workbook" Mr. Yuki instructed. I reached into my backpack to pull out my workbook but, to my horror, I couldn't find it. Panicked, I looked through my desk but it was also not in there. Snickers could be heard all around the room. I had begun to realize that it had happened once again...
When my third grade year had started my classmates automatically deemed me as an attention seeker/ teacher's pet and so from then on I was constantly bullied and harassed. Whenever I tried talking to someone I would be ignored, when there were group assignments I had been left out, and later my belongings were ending up broken or stolen so I had to carrying my belongings with me. It seems that I may have forgotten my workbook yesterday and one of them had found it.
Mr. Yuki sensed my uneasiness and knelt in front of my desk with a look of concern. "Ikumi, is everything alright? Did you lose your workbook?" He asked. I couldn't look Mr. Yuki in the eyes and just nodded. Tears were budding; however, I fought them back because it was my fault for being so forgetful. I wasn't allowed to cry still though, I wish that people would stop seeing me as someone who seeks attention or is a teacher's pet. I only follow what I must do because I don't want to inconvenience anyone. Was it really that bad?...
"Ah, don't cry!" Mr. Yuki gasped and dabbed at my eyes, "Just borrow my workbook until I find you a new one" Mr. Yuki's soft, low voice had lulled my sadness. "I'm sorry" I whimpered. Mr. Yuki had given me such a kind smile, "Don't apologize, just keep working". He set his workbook down on my desk and returned to the front of the classroom to continue the lesson. In the background more murmuring commenced.
Today's class seemed to drag on painfully but I felt better as soon as the dismissal bell had rung. Rapidly, I gathered up my belongings and left the classroom. I was going to follow through with my plan of relaxing against a flower tree after all, no one was going to be home right now or anytime soon. Granny was working late (as always) and Aoba, I had no idea was he was even doing anymore.
The more that I walked the less people that I had saw until finally there was no one in sight. I was lonely, yes, but I preferred being alone when it came to school. Everyone here were all bullies. When I found the beautiful flower trees my face had brightened and I smiled happily. Finally, I could have peace for the day. No more resentment or sadness but pure bliss.
As I began walking towards the flower trees someone had grabbed me and put a cloth over my mouth and nose. I thrashed around, trying to break free from their iron grasp but it was all in vain. The sickening smell that was radiating off the cloth was dulling my nerves and I was quickly blackening out. My body grew limp and I lost consciousness. Regrettably, I didn't get to see my attacker but I knew better than to believe that it was a kid who did this to me. It didn't really make sense but that's what I knew...If it wasn't a kid who was it?
I woke up against one of the flower trees, confused, it was getting closer to sunset. I knew something was definitely off; however, I couldn't pinpoint it. The top of my head somehow felt lighter though...Slowly, in a fearful manner, I patted the top of my head. The cat ears that I loved and treasured were missing. Tears bubbled in my eyes and I started sobbing. Those cat ears had been a gift from Aoba; it had been the only gift I had ever received from him and now...they were gone. He was going to be angry with me now! I can't look him in the face anymore or else I'll feel ashamed. Why did I have to lose such a precious item? That night, when I got home, I stayed in my room without eating dinner. I was a coward, I didn't want him to look at me with disappointment.
The next day, Mr. Yuki had asked me to stay after class so he could have a talk with me. Of course, I must have did something wrong...I must have made him worried or angry. It just hasn't been good for me lately. When all the kids had left Mr. Yuki began talking to me. "Ikumi, you were unusually quiet today. Are you alright?" Mr. Yuki asked, touching my shoulder. I looked at him confused, "I'm fine Mr. Yuki" I answered. Mr. Yuki didn't seem convinced. "I see that you're not wearing your cat ears, did something happen to them? Is that why you're upset?" He questioned.
My eyes widened for a fraction of a moment but then I looked down and nodded. A hand gently touched my chin, bringing my face up to meet the eyes of Mr. Yuki. "Don't cry, would you like me to buy you some new ones?" Mr. Yuki asked. I looked at Mr. Yuki surprised, "Buy me new ones? That's not acceptable, I can't have that. It's fine Mr. Yuki, I should grow out of them since I'm getting more older. Besides, cat ears are for little girls" I smiled. Mr. Yuki though could see through me.
Mr. Yuki then cupped my face with his other hand, kneeling down in front of me, "Ikumi, you're such a sweet girl and so mature for your age. I really don't mind getting you cat ears if you love them so much, not need to be so selfless because I'll listen to any selfish demanded given by you" Mr. Yuki breathed silkily in my ear and then took one of my hands and kissed it. I pulled my hand back, alarmed, "Mr. Yuki, what are you doing? That's not appropriate! Especially for a student and a teacher" I gasped.
For a moment, I saw Mr. Yuki's face grow dark but maybe I was just seeing things. "I'm sorry Ikumi, I accidentally did something that you didn't like but I stand by my words. Ikumi, you're precious to me. I want you Ikumi, all to myself" Mr. Yuki proclaimed. I shook my head and then backed away. "Mr. Yuki, I'm sorry but, this isn't right. I earnestly like you; however, I don't like you as you like me..." I replied, "I'm sorry but I need to go" I was going to try running away but Mr. Yuki caught my arm and threw me to the floor and I slammed against a desk, hard.
I groaned in pain. My body was being forcefully held down, Mr. Yuki's sweet key-lime eyes were now dark and scary. "No, you're going to stay here. I refuse to be rejected by you, you don't understand my feelings for you Ikumi! I want you all to myself, I won't let you refuse!" Mr. Yuki hollered. His piercing eyes, cold voice, hurtful hold, all of it, it all scared me. Tears welled up in my eyes, "Leave me alone! Let go of me!" I screamed. Mr. Yuki's hold only got stronger, "Don't you DARE tell me to leave you alone or let you go! You're mine Ikumi! MINE!" He bellowed.
An idea then came to my mind and I immediately took it. Before Mr. Yuki could do or say anything else, I kicked him hard in between his legs and began running as fast as I could. The door was only a few feet from me, if I am fast enough I can escape this crazy teacher! But with age comes speed...I was thrown across the room and Mr. Yuki looked even more furious than before. "How dare you!", he slapped me against my cheek, "You are going to be mine Ikumi, I don't give a damn what you do or say. If you try and refuse me I'll spread these everywhere" Mr. Yuki then pulled out from his blazer pocket what looked like rectangular slips of paper. At first I didn't know what he was threatening me with but then I saw...
As soon as he turned the photographs around, I was face to face with multiple pictures of my naked body against the classroom floor. I looked at the photographs in horror and then suddenly remembered what had happened to me yesterday. Mr. Yuki was the perpetrator! By the way my face looked Mr. Yuki could tell what I was thinking. "That's right, I was the one that drugged you and stole your cat ears. All I wanted was to touch you and have something of yours" Mr. Yuki purred. I thrashed around, trying to run away from him. "You're going to listen to me Ikumi. From now on, you're mine. No one can touch you and you can't speak with others, your voice and body is mine and mine alone. If you refuse me you will be punished and if you betray me these photos will be everywhere and you and your family will get hurt" Mr. Yuki held a devilish grin, "You will be my sweet princess forever Ikumi~"
Months have passed, it's almost getting closer to summer break. I wasn't happy though, something was bound to occur I know. As it's clear now, I have lost the rest of my happiness which has now been replaced with fear. I was deathly afraid. Anything I did I was judged and that even included when I was sick. When I was sick I wasn't allowed to miss school or else I would get punished badly. You see, Mr. Yuki is very paranoid, any time I am gone for a day he always thinks of the worst so when I return... I shuddered at the thought.
Aoba didn't notice either; because, well, he already is in the depths of darkness. Aoba has turned from a sweet, caring brother into a harsh, uncaring brother. Needless to say, Aoba didn't pay any attention to me anymore, even if I didn't attend a meal. Granny was worried though but I refused to tell her so she then started believing that I was turning into Aoba. Granny slowly started losing hope for me when she began thinking that. I didn't have anyone to tell my secrets to or vent my feelings out but at least I had a diary. Every day I wrote in my diary of what had occurred each day including all the things that had happened with Mr. Yuki thus far. Right now I had just finished the entry for today and hid it under my mattress, in the center.
"Ikumi, dinner is ready" Granny called up the stairs, "I'm not hungry" I replied back. Granny sighed and then walked away, muttering. Truthfully, I was too depressed to eat, that, and I don't know if my stomach can take in food right now.. I looked in the mirror at my half naked form where bruises littered my body. My stomach had large patches of purple, blue, yellow, and brown. When I put my hand to rest on one of the bruises I winced in pain.
My coil began ringing. When I looked to see who was calling I looked at the name in disgust, it was Mr. Yuki, I mean, Kano. Every time I called him Mr. Yuki I received another bruise to add to the collection on my body. Reluctantly, I answered the called, "Hello?" I answered. "Ikumi, you must do something for me" He ordered. My body became motionless and I felt the blood in my body run cold. "What do you want me to do" I whispered, fear evident in my voice. "You have to make a letter addressed to your family and tell them that you're running away. Tell them that you're going to live with your friend and to not worry or try to find you. Do you understand?" He asked sternly. I shook my head in disbelief, I didn't want to believe it. Mr. Yuki was going to try taking me away from Aoba and granny now... No!
"Ikumi, do you understand" Mr. Yuki's voice was getting more sharp. "No, I don't want to!" I cried. Tear began running down my cheeks. Mr. Yuki was asking for too much, I couldn't do this! "Ikumi, if you don't do as I say then I'm going to hurt you more and your family do you want that?! Don't forget I also have those photographs of you. Do you want me to spread them around too!?" Mr. Yuki growled. "No, no please don't!" I begged, more tears falling rapidly down. "Then write that note. Tomorrow, you will be living with me" Mr. Yuki then hung up. I had cried all that night and hadn't slept. When it was time for me to leave the next morning I held granny for a good five minutes and Aoba too, even though he tried pushing me away countless times. On that day though I didn't know that that would be my last time attending school...
I'm been trapped in the basement, chained up like an animal for many months now. I thought I had looked bad when I was actually attending school but this was worse. My face was getting marked now, I could only hope that it wasn't going to scar. Right now it was Tuesday morning which meant Mr. Yuki was at school teaching. On the weeks it gave me pleasure knowing that I had more time away from Mr. Yuki, I wish people knew of his true nature. Mr. Yuki was a beast in human form, a monster that craved blood and cries. At first Mr. Yuki was so gentle with me and then he started falling in love with my cries of pain, each cry sent a shiver down his spine which led him into wanting more.
I kicked the food tray and sent my food scattered to the floor. Who cares anymore, I was going to be beaten for something today anyway. Looking at food I couldn't help but be sick. I was too depressed to eat and I especially didn't want to eat his food so every time he comes home he forces food into my mouth to punish me. No matter how many times I choked, no matter how many tears fell, he continued shoving the food down my throat. It was then that I got an idea, a brilliant idea!
Since my hands couldn't reach the scattered plate I reached for it with my foot. "Yes!~" I screamed with bliss but then went into a coughing fit. My throat was swollen from all the singing and choking. Yes, that's right. Mr. Yuki always forced me to sing for him, so much that my voice was giving out and feeling swollen. No more of that though, I was going to be free now! Well, that is if he doesn't come home early, like that one time on my first escape attempt...
~flashback~
He left again... I was staring at the wall opposite of me since there was nothing else I could do. I wasn't going to touch the two plates that laid in front of me either! Ah, thinking about that I haven't done this yet. I kicked each plate to the side and then something caught my interest. It was a silver knife. I wonder where that appeared from? The knife gave me an idea though it was a little risky. If I were to grab that knife I could try picking the locks to these confines and break free from here! The only bad thing is that I might end up cutting my neck or something but I didn't care at that point. It was either I escaped or I died, I didn't care anymore.
I had successfully grabbed the knife with my feet and dragged it closer to me. With the knife in hand I began picking the confines around my ankles. When I heard the beautiful sound of my left leg being free I couldn't help but shed tears of joy. This was it! I was going to escape! I began working on the other confines until it finally I was released. "Yes!" I whispered to myself and then began running for the door of the basement. The door was locked too but who cares, I can just kick a hole in it so I can unlock it from the other side. Sure, I may injure my leg or foot in the process but if I was going to be free, it was worth it.
I kicked a hole in the door like I had hoped for! With another cheer, I unlocked the door and began for another run until I heard a car door. My eyes widened. No! It was far too early for him to be home now! I then came up with another plan. I closed the basement door silently and ran to the front room to find a window to escape from. When I had found one the front door had opened. My eyes widened and I could feel my heart racing. I tried opening the window as fast and quietly as I could but then I heard Mr. Yuki scream. Frightened, I turned around to see his figure in the entranceway of the front room. Mr. Yuki was beyond furious.
I began hastily trying to crawl out the window but I was thrown back, the knife I had been holding slid across the floor. "Ikumi! How could you!?" He roared and then he turned his head to face my escape tool. "Is that what you used? Hm, Ikumi?" He murmured huskily and then broke out in a crazed laugh, most similarly like Light Yagami's. I shook my head rapidly, he was just eating up my scared face. "Your body and face says it all Ikumi. For lying to me and nearly escaping from me you get an extra special punishment~" He licked his lips and then stood up, picking up the knife. He picked up my body and held me by my throat. I was kicking and thrashing, fighting to breath, but he didn't loosen the hold.
We stopped for a moment at the staircase and then he dropped me by the top foot of the stairs. For a moment, I thought I was safe but then he kicked me. I tumbled down the stairs, hitting multiple places on my body meanwhile Mr. Yuki walked down the stairs, step by step. It was clear that he was enjoying every moment of this. "You did such a bad thing Ikumi. You broke loose, broke my dishes, broke my door, and nearly escaped. You gave me such a fright~" Mr. Yuki met my limp body at the edge of the staircase and bent down, "Hello~" He whispered in my ear.
Mr. Yuki dragged my body to the confines and began locking my arms, legs, and neck up once more. He caressed my cheek before running the knife slowly down it, I screamed. Mr. Yuki held a twisted smile, bloodthirst in his eyes. He wanted more, much more. He began trailing the knife down and cutting randomly. Sometimes the cuts were long and sometimes they were short however, they all ended up all over my body. Every time I felt the knife inserted into my skin I cried out, my sore voice making me feel in even more pain. "I can't hear your repenting Ikumi, scream more louder, cry out how badly it hurts and maybe I'll forgive you~"
I couldn't form any words in my mouth though, I was in too much pain to speak. "Come on, you can say it can't you" He chuckled and lifted my face up with a hand. "P-please..." I whispered. Mr. Yuki faked that he was contemplating my answer and then smirked down at me, "I'm sorry, I don't feel your remorse". He pushed my face into the wall and started carving the knife into my back. It felt as if he was carving out in large letters: I.
No matter how much I screamed and cried that day I had suffered for hours until I finally passed out. I remember him saying something though before I passed out, "If you ever try escaping again, I'll make sure you won't be able to again"
~Flashback End~
As soon as I had the plate in my hands I smashed it into the ground and it shattered. I picked up one of the glass shards and began trying to undo the confines. It took a while but I did succeed and then I began undoing the rest. Despite my hand in pain from the shard cutting into it I kept on until I freed myself. I picked myself from off the ground and then proceeded to try and escape. Mr. Yuki got a new door but that didn't mean I couldn't kick a hole in this one. When I was about to kick the hole the door unlocked and I was face to face with Mr. Yuki. My widened eyes met with Mr. Yuki's piercing eyes.
Mr. Yuki pushed me down the steps and met me down. "How did you do it this time, hm?" He began surveying the area and then laughed, "You smashed my plates in order to free yourself? For a nine year old that's pretty crafty. How about a reward? Do you remember?" He asked as he chained me up once more. "I guess so" He mused, taking my silence as a yes. When I was once more chained he left the room only to return with a crowbar. My body was shaking as I could only imagine what he was going to do with the crowbar. "Please, I'm sorry!" I screamed. He cocked his head to the side as if he didn't understand, "You're sorry? Ikumi, you're not sorry. You're trying run away from me again and that's not very good. I need to make sure that there is no way for you to escape now~" He sang.
Mr. Yuki held the crow bar high above his head and then with brute force smashed the crowbar into my leg. There was a sickening snap and immense pain. I cried out in pain and horror as he raised the crow bar above his head again and sent another harsh blow to my other leg. Mr. Yuki dropped the crow bar with a large smile, "You can't walk so it's impossible for you to escape now" He laughed. "Now, let's gather up those glass shards~" Mr. Yuki began picking up the plate shards and brought them together in his hands. "This should be fun~" He mused and then started his game of torture with glass. Instead of going piece by piece into my skin I experienced the whole plate shards in one blow. "You didn't eat your food too" He added and then grabbed the omelet from off the ground and forced all of it down my throat. I gagged and tried swallowing it, my throat crying out in more pain. "Here comes lunch" He said as he then pushed bread down my throat.
Mr. Yuki had grabbed an orange and I tried to struggle away from him but I couldn't. He began peeling the orange and break off an orange slice piece by piece. Each slice of the orange was transferred down each and every cut made into my body. My voice was losing it's sound from all the cries and Mr. Yuki was not very pleased. "You're filthy now. Come, let's take a nice bath together~" He declared. "I'm thinking a hot, salt bath. What do you think?" I shook my head rapidly. He gave me a fake look of shock, "But you need to get clean. It'll be fine Ikumi" He finished.
Mr. Yuki discarded my bloodstained clothes and pushed me into the bathtub where hot water was already flowing. After he unclothed himself he got in too and dropped a handful of bath salts into the tub. I could feel Mr. Yuki's eyes roam up and down my body and looked down, ashamed. "What's with that look? Are you self-conscious about yourself? I can assure you that you still look beautiful with all of those marks; after all, they were marks that I put on you" He said. I remained silent and continued staring down at the bathtub. Mr. Yuki had washed my hair and skin but it didn't help that he was using scented soaps because it just burned more.
"Ikumi" He softly called my name. I looked up at him. "It's about time that I officially make you mine. I've been thinking and I believe this is a good idea. Who knows what could happen so I'll take you right now" He informed. My eyes widened because I knew what he was talking about. Mr. Yuki got up from the tub and wrapped himself with a towel before picking up my body and carrying me out of the bathroom. I didn't move because I knew it was futile. My legs were broken so what was the use? I had already given up hope a long time ago anyways. Maybe I'll be lucky and finally die after this.
Instead of hoping for escape I began hoping for death. I wanted to die and leave this cruel life. I had always hoped that this was a cruel dream, that I was just dreaming of all these things that my "innocent" teacher would never do truly. "Please, kill me" I whimpered. He looked at me and then laughed, "I don't think so. I have much more things I want to experience with you such as getting married and having a family" He caressed my cheek. I felt sick. I didn't even want to picture what this lunatic just said! "I will never have a family with you! You're repulsive!" I yelled.
Mr. Yuki's eyes grew dark. "Repulsive? I'm REPULSIVE!?" He roared. Instead of being pushed down the stairs I was thrown onto the ground, another crack was heard and I felt something warm engulf the back of my head. "I'll show you repulsive. At first I was going to go easy on you but, not anymore. You ruined your chances Ikumi, if you can't love me I'll make you" He rushed down the stairs and slung my body over his shoulder like a rag doll and then threw me on the ground again to chain me up. "I give a damn what I have to do, I'll make you love me!" He snarled and then removed his towel.
Just when I thought everything was the end the door to the basement was slammed open and groups of policemen rushed down the steps. Then I saw something that I couldn't believe. It was Aoba and Granny! The Aoba who was a caring and doting brother was back! As soon my eyes met Aoba's, he became enraged. "Son of a bitch!" Aoba screamed and came charging towards Mr. Yuki. He began punching Mr. Yuki repeatedly. Granny rushed to my side and tried picking me up but all I could do was tumble back down. A policeman had to carry my body. From the policeman's hold I looked down at Aoba who was still hitting Mr. Yuki, the police were repeatedly being thrown back by Aoba when they tried prying him away.
"How did you find me?" I asked, the officer who was holding me. "Your brother here was looking through your room and found your diary. He read your diary and immediately reported it to us. Don't worry, you won't ever have to face him again. He's going to jail for a long time" The officer assured me. I nodded and continued watching Aoba. Aoba was finally ripped away from Mr. Yuki and Mr. Yuki didn't look so good any more. "Don't you dare take me away from her! Ikumi is mine! MINE!" Mr. Yuki repeatedly shouted. Granny grasped my hand tightly and held held it tightly.
Aoba came up to me and took me from the officer, cradling me into his body. Tears were streaming down his eyes, "I'm sorry I didn't notice! I should've paid more attention to you!" Aoba sobbed. I hugged him back in comfort, "I'm sorry I worried you big brother".
A month after that incident, it was all over the news. Mr. Yuki was sentenced to prison for ten years and I went into home school since my granny was worried about a situation happening again. Aoba was better for a while but then he drifted apart again when he entered High School...Am I alright? I guess so. The scars I had received were healing but the Kano Yuki one remained. My body had grown almost resistant to pain and I hated my body, my voice, and the touch of others because it all reminded me of Mr. Yuki. Truthfully, I don't know if I'll ever get over it... True love though, I just couldn't picture myself loving anyone. If I ever fell in love with anyone, it would only hurt the other person I'm sure...
P.O.V. Aoba
"If we hadn't arrived when we did she could've gotten raped... I always blamed myself for it. It was a hard time for me, our parents had died and I was just in a stage where I did stupid shit…" I muttered. Everyone's faces looked shocked. "When did that all occur?" Clear asked. "10 years ago from today…" I answered bitterly. The room grew silent until my coil began ringing. It was Ikumi.
I pressed the talk button and was met with something weird. It was the sound of heavy panting and running feet. "Ikumi?" I asked. "Aoba!" She cried. I looked down at the coil alarmed, "Ikumi, what's the matter?!" I could hear Ikumi's choked sobs through my coil. "Help me, please!" She begged. My eyes widened, "Ikumi, where are you?!" I yelled in panic. "I'm by the Taikyokuzu hang out. I don't know how much further I can keep running I-" The sound of her collapsing could be heard and then an ear piercing scream rang out. For a moment there was dead silence until another pair of foot steps were heard along with an ominous chuckle, "I've missed you Ikumi" A low, sultry voice murmured before Ikumi's coil went dead.
Thanks again for continuing to read my story~ I think this will be the last time I update for a while so please wait patiently until then~
