Second update this week. Lovely. I'm tired, but writing will never get me to sleep! Gonna get some coffee.

SAKAMAKI RAITO X KAZUKA MAYU = RAIYU!

AND I SAID THAT SAYING WHAT RATING WILL COME IS NOW A SURPRISE FOR Y'ALL.

I stopped in front of Raito, breath going heavy surprisingly suddenly from running all around the mansion. I swear to God, I've been running a lot more since I got here. I could join the track team and be the star at school.

"What's the matter, Bitch-chan? You look terrible," Raito tilted his head, reaching out a finger to gently caress my cheek. He had looked really startled as I came running, and his eyebrows were still shot up so much that they were hidden under his black fedora. But it felt more as if he wasn't surprised at the expression I had, but that I was there at all. As if he had planned to be the one to sneak up on me and give my face that awful expression of pure terror. I bet that wasn't just my theory.

Should I tell him what I saw (what I didn't, I mean)? Would he believe me? Would he just laugh and tell his stupid little Bitch-chan that she's starting going coco and imagined things?

"No.. You're not supposed to be home yet, right? I was just so surprised about seeing you… That's all…" I decided not to tell him.

"But you looked so scared," Raito protested, looking suspicious under a smile.

"I've got a million reasons to be scared when seeing you."

He looked like he wanted to say 'true…', but he didn't. "Then," he started, snapping another question at me. "What were you running from?"

"Pffft, I was just lost and scared that I would die wandering around the mansion in eternity. And then I saw you so suddenly, so that scared me even more."

Raito's expression changed in one snap at my sentence, into one containing a sly, big smile and closed eyes. Looking happy and charmed by my words as he spun me into his arms, chuckling to my shriek and face closing in on mine. "Nawww, do I scare Bitch-chan that much~?" he cooed.

"If you only knew," I answered him, pushing my palms against his face in an attempt to get him off of me. And if he only knew. We started walking. Where we were going was beyond my knowledge, but I had gotten pretty sadly used to just following Raito around like the female dog I was being called. Just staring at the angle of his face from my place behind him, scanning his happy smile upside down, and over again. Does he even know that his house is haunted? Raito had been acting strange ever since we got back from town. He felt different all the time, even now as we were walking to god knows where.

(I'll chase you.)

That sentence is really starting to annoy me. I started to detest Raito even more after that as well, and began keeping myself distant from him as often as I could. I fled to Subaru, who was the only person I actually felt like I could talk to. Not that Raito would care, he likes watching other men hang out with me. It turns him on, so how can he complain?

"I almost forgot to ask, but where are we going?" The sentence was spoken in a low tone, and it didn't sound at all as if I really cared about the answer. I had asked this question a thousand times before.

"I never thought you'd ask~," he replied in a giggle. But it didn't seem to matter how long I would wait, because nothing from him followed that sentence.

"So where are we going?" I repeated.

"That's a secret~."

It's always the same answer.

And there it is again. That horrible silence that hurts my ears more than a baby crying into it does. I couldn't stand it, so I blurted out some more questions. That I was curious about anyway.

"Why are you home so early. And I won't accept that it's because you got to get out of school early, because if that was the case, then you'd have Kanato and Ayato with you."

"I know that, Bitch-chan. Saying that hurts me a little bit, you know~. Do you think I'd lie? I simply got home early because I wanted to, that's all. No reason to lie to you about something like that."

So he got home from school without permission? Reiji won't be happy to hear that. Oh, maybe he was sent home by the teachers because he was acting perverted in class?

Raito stopped by the door. I seriously can't guess which he was being perverted to though. Both a teacher and a student feels likely with Raito.

I don't know where the door, nor we, were because all the hallways looks identical at the mansion. Though, this hallways somehow seemed different. Darker. I had never been here before, I knew it. We weren't going to investigate ghosts, right? The door opened at the push of Raito's hand, there wasn't even a handle on it, and let out a whining creak at the move. The dusty door made it look all old and grayish, even though its fat nails in it and the big door out of metal already made it look really old. It looked as if it hadn't been opening in ages, as I noticed the dust that flew all over the place when we walked through.

"So you truanted from school?" I continued our conversation, although minutes had passed since he said that last sentence.

Raito giggled a little. "You're being so talkative today~. Yes, that's right. I truanted from school, otherwise you and I wouldn't be walking here right now, would we?"

"Why?"

I think I was beginning to annoy Raito a little bit right now, as I didn't react or respond to his flirty tone, just straight out babbling out one question after another with the same pokerface. I guess I just wasn't in the mood for Raito's teasing and giggling today. Not after that thing with the ghost. Not after that thing with the hand on my shoulder. Not after that thing with the voice telling me it's sorry. Sorry for what, voice? What are you trying to tell me? What a dick you truly are, leaving me scarred like this with just a "I'm… so..rry…" No, I'm not cool with that at all.

"What do you want me to say with that question? Because I wanted to see my beloved Bitch-chan, of course~. I wanted to meet her, see her face, hear her voice, touch her, get to know her even better, feel her presence, listen to her funny stories~," Raito hummed, waving his head to the side every time he said a reason, keeping his green eyes hidden under closed eyelids. He breathed out heavily as he finished, almost like a moan. "I'm so romantic, right~?"

I sighed, rolling my eyes. But my eyes wasn't even able to make a whole turn, stopping in the interruption of my lack of balance. I had stepped wrong, and found myself almost tripping down the stairs. But if you think that Raito had caught me, you're wrong. He hadn't even noticed, because it wasn't that big of a deal. I hadn't even shrieked. Not that he would have caught me, anyway…

And as I looked behind myself, I understood that the two us us, me and Raito, was in the middle of the stairs. I hadn't even noticed when we'd start walking down them.

There wasn't much left of the stairs though, and they just led us to another heavy-looking metal door with big nails in it. It looked like a giant door to a safe, but I bet Raito wouldn't take me to their treasure chest no matter how much I begged and pleaded on my knees.

Inside glowed of a bright, blue light coming from a few lamps hanged on the brick walls. Under it, I caught a glimpse of some kind of weird looking chair, and I immediately turned around to walk about without another look, no hesitation. I had learned not to freak out and get panic when I saw creepy things with chains on.

And I hadn't noticed it, but Raito had gotten himself behind me, though walking into the dungeon before me. Of course I hadn't noticed it, because by now, I had learned that every thing such as that was due to his vampire powers.

"Out of the way, Raito," I growled out, looking him straight in the eyes. "I don't want to play with you. Not with things like this."

Not with torture devices. Not at all, really.

"And yet you always enjoy our playtimes so much~." He blocked a fist. "My, my, what a bad Bitch-chan you are. But don't worry, my training will fix that."

"Like hell it wi-"

I got thrown down into a chair that must have been several meters away from us, the act following cuffs automatically locking themselves, connecting my wrists and ankles to the chair. "First lesson, Bitch-chan - obedience."

I froze in place, not that I was able to move much anyway, gazing upon a table not far away from me revealing a collection of several dusty metal in different shapes and sizes. Knives. "No. No, don't do that, Raito. Let me go."

A small laugh made it's way out. "Where did all your strength go, Bitch-chan? You look so utterly scared right now. It's really arousing." His eyes didn't leave mine as he picked up the first tool, showing it for me to increase the fear. It was a pocket knife, shaft black and old. It was small, too, but that didn't fool me. It was sharp as a needle, thin as the wings of a bug. And he was holding it close to his face, licking one, slow time up the flat of it. I wish he'd cut himself.

"Get me out of this chair." Raito pointing out how weak I was made me intend to speak in a louder, more confident tone, but it came out just as shaky as the last time.

"Would you prefer the other one, maybe? I can put you there if you want to." His finger directed me to another old object next to me. Another chair. But with nails all over it. If I sat in that, I'd bleed to death, and have Raito watch every part of it, inhale every scent of my blood, savor every cracked scream. "And I will, if you disobey your master a little too much."

My mouth shut, preventing the words that would put myself in a seat I would regret from coming out. It made Raito pleased, and he took one step after another closer to his victim. I still struggled, because the urge of not wanting that Orihara-Izaya-knife to pierce me was still far stronger than the one to obey Raito. Pushing myself back against the chair, I tried to make the descant bigger.

It didn't stop him from getting more close than I got more away.

"Now, scream for me."

The knife forced itself down my arm, not really going down much, but enough to leave blood trailing down the wounds, turning my bare arm red in stains. I didn't scream at all, which surprised me. Only breathed heavy and weird, clutching my teeth together until it hurt.

Raito snorted, pushing down harder. "You won't do it? You still want to put up a brave face? That's just like you, Bitch-chan, but so useless it's pathetic." He looked surprisingly angry.

A groan got out as I tried to talk, but I made it sound annoyed rather than pained. "Why the fuck are you even doing this? Out of nowhere?"

A hiss flew out as the knife pulled out of my arm, and I felt myself breathe out slowly in relief that it was over. At least temporary.

He quietly tipped back to the table with light steps, hand floating back and forth over all the different knives. He was thinking about what to torture me with, and I saw him finally deciding on something as the hovering hand stopped, grasping a bigger knife.

This knife he had settled on was a bowing knife, just as old as the previous one.

"'Why'~?" The whisper was evil, and grew higher in amusement as it spoke. "Because I love to see you in pain such as this, Bitch-chan." The knife got slightly pushed against my neck, drawing blood to run along the side of it. I gasped, tensing.

"Because I love the hate in your wild eyes, burning greater the closer I get to you, the longer we spend our time side by side." Raito's tongue licked up a salty tear that had gotten free unnoticed.

"Because I love watching how you struggle and fight to keep your pride, even at this moment. When you have so little of it left, you still won't let go." Being drawn down my chest, the knife cut through the two layers of my maid dress, leaving me covered in only a bra. I shuddered at the cold, trying to crawl together to hide, but could only bring my shoulders closer and my head tilted down in embarrassment.

"But mostly," his voice was now a whisper, and two cold fingers grasped the chin I was holding down, forcing it up. I still didn't to look at him, shutting my eyes harshly. "Because the way you refuse to ever obey anything I say both gets me going to no end, and also makes me want to cage you, tie you up, torture you until the life has left your beaten body."

His words enough was like torture, carving themselves into me, making me tremble worse than the playful knife going in circles lightly on my skin was. It was dancing on the skin keeping my heart secure, without cutting anything. But the thing that it wasn't cutting was almost worse. Every time it stopped to change direction, my heart missed a beat in fear that it would harshly stab down and end it all. But it never did. And that drove me crazy.

I almost wished that it would cut down to get it over with, because what it was doing instead was worse. An endless torture.

"I'll poison your mind in every possible way, so that I'll be the only thing that occupies your thoughts. " The bowing knife stopped to point right where my heart was, dangerously close to cutting through. "I'll make this heart mine. Forever."

I couldn't stand it anymore, I couldn't keep my eyes closed. I had to stare at him. Had he gone completely out of his mind? "You're fucking sick to the core, Raito."

If I survive this night in this dungeon, the first thing I'll do is run.

"But, Bitch-chan. You make it sound like a bad thing~."

I didn't know if the fact that his flirty tone and giant smirk, that made it seem like it would split his face in two, was a good thing or not.

I didn't reply to his words, just watched him in disgust as he brought the knife to my face, slowly sliding it across my left cheek. That hurt more than the arm, but I still didn't scream. Neither of us said anything, but it wasn't like we needed to.

It hurt so bad. It was all I could focus on. I couldn't thin, I really couldn't. The sickening blinding pain was taking over me, tears had made their way free from my eyes long time ago. And they were now overflowing, filling my eyes and making my needed vision blurry.

It didn't take long until the first cry broke out as well when Raito grabbed my hair to pull my head back. It made it impossible for me to move my head the way I pleased.

"That's right, Bitch-chan~. Let all your cries and screams out, don't try to hide them~." Raito's breathing was heavy and unstable in his excitement, and the knife at my face dropped to his side. It was replaced by the wet sensation of his tongue tracing the wound, licking up the blood that came out of it. I yelped, trying to keep my breathing regular.

Licking the blood around his lips after he was done, Raito had gotten the crazy look in his eyes. One of a predator.

"I can't stand it, Bitch-chan~. You blood truly drive me crazy~!" He could barely talk. It was hard to hear what he said, as he was panting and spoke in a really high pitched voice.

He didn't wait for me to say anything, just immediately stabbed my neck with his fangs. I cried out, drawing blood from my lip as I bit down on it. He was being more rough than usually. His hands were stronger, pushing me harder against the wall (or in this case, chair) than usually, licking around the place he had bitten more violently, sucking more impatiently.

It drove me mad.

I hated this. The way it filled me up with a pleasure so overwhelming, I couldn't stand it. I wished that I could go back to the time when the pain was all I felt. That was easier to deal with. This pleasure made me sick to my stomach, and no matter how much my body yelled and cried, I would never beg for more of it.

"Wh-ahh-y a-are… yOu-nnNHh- so-ooOOH.. ..vio-haah.. lent…" Talking was really impossible, I couldn't get the words right. My body hurt everywhere from the knife, I had blood on me everywhere, my chest was left in a bra as cover, and the place where it wasn't just pain was where Raito was biting me. And that it wasn't just pain there was the number one problem.

Raito seemed to understand what I said though (somehow), and pulled his fangs out. I took the chance to breathe. "I'll give you a clue, Bitch-chan," he purred close to my ear, and his hands travelled to harshly grab my breasts. "Tonight is a full moon~."

The tearing pain shot through me as the skin right under my ear was bitten. I let go of my voice. I couldn't hold it back. The way his hands were now moving, violently caressing every inch of my breasts. The way his panting and moaning was so clear in my ear, so close, so husky. The way he bit and licked. It sent me over the edge.

"Ghh… Hnnghh…! R-Ra-aahhnn-iiito-oohh!" Believe it or not, but I was intending to tell him to stop.

The weird thing was that he did. He stopped. he pulled out his fangs. His hands let go of me.

"That's enough for today…" Raito sighed, wiping his mouth with a satisfied smile. "But, we'll have to see if you've become obedient after all. So, Bitch-chan. Won't you beg a little for me~?"

"Fuck… you…" I've still got my pride.

Raito tapped his chin. Unlike me, his breath had completely gone back to normal. "That's a shame…" he murmured, making one quick turn on his feet, walking slowly away from me. I felt the panic rise, and watched his every step toward the door to see when he would turn again and walk toward me instead. But he didn't, and he was opening the door.

"Wait! Raito! Get back here! Let me out of here!"

He looked over his shoulder, raising an eyebrow to give the grinning face an even greater effect. "Beg me."

I got breathless, felt myself loosing it somewhere in the dark dungeon. I couldn't say a thing. A big part of me whined and urged to beg him to get me out of this chair, and I was sure of the fact that I would've done it. If only he hadn't ordered me to. I couldn't do it when he wanted me to. If he hadn't demanded that, I would've said it without hesitation. I couldn't do it now. I couldn't.

Raito understood that I wasn't going to say anything, and his attention went back to the door. He had now walked out, and was on his way to close it after him. He looked me straight in the eyes, right in my pleading eyes. I couldn't believe him. I sat like frozen in my seat, but came right back to life as his grin grew. He had almost closed it now. He loved watching me, and his grin kept saying; I'm gonna do it, Bitch-chan. Watch and see. It's almost shut now.

I trembled, struggling in my seat like a fish in the net. Just maybe the cuffs to the chair was so old that they would crumble any minute now.

"YOU CAN'T LEAVE ME HERE!"

The smirk grew.

"See you in the morning, Bitch-chan."

"RAITO! "

The door locked.

Raito is one mean son of a bitch…

Oh, and I know I ranked this as 'humor/comedy', and I'm sorry that there hasn't been much of that lately. I hope you don't mind, I'm sorry!

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