The time had come and they had arrived home. Asami was asleep in her room in the middle of the night when she heard it; a faint tapping from outside. She had awoken from the noise but thought nothing of it. After all, the wind was blowing outside, so it could be anything. She drifted back to sleep comfortably with the wind lulling her.

She woke up the next morning in a room full of light. Everything was blurred in her vision and she could hardly make one thing out from the other. She realized that she was lying on a hard surface and decided it would be best to wait until her vision cleared.

It was a wait of about a good 10 to 15 minutes, but she waited patiently, too scared to panic. She looked around, and sat up. She rubbed a sore spot on her head that still had faint traces of blood. She looked around more closely, and soon realized where she was. She was being held in a room at the Dark Nebula, once again. What was this? Then, the door opened and a familiar red-head walked in, his drunken stance and cold aura following him in.

"R-reiji?" She asked and crawled backward, only to have him follow her farther into the room.

"Yes…." He said in a sinister, cold voice with a smirk visible on his face. He closed the door behind him, and locked it. Then, he continued his pace towards the panicking Asami. She was backing away in panic, unaware of what he was going to do next. He smiled a sinister smile and laughed while getting closer and closer, until her back was against the wall and he could almost touch her.

Once he got close enough, he took her face into his hands and took his face closer to hers. He kissed her, and then took her hand into his. "Tell me one thing."

She looked at him in silence and remained quiet the entire time until he said it again. "Tell me one thing… Where is he?"

"W-who? "She asked, her voice trembling.

"Kyouya," he said in a faint voice, his face so close to hers their noses were millimeters apart. For the first time, Asami could finally see his eyes, so cold they matched his aura. His voice a twin of the eyes she was looking into now.

"Why?" She asked.

"Because I'm going to repay the bastard for taking what I had. Now, tell me where."

"No," she said.

"Tell me!" He hissed m ore fiercely, tightening his grip on her hand. She winced. "Tell me or else you'll suffer too!"

"Why should I tell you? I know what you're going to do with him!"

"I already told you!" He yelled, furious. He intertwined their fingers to where he could close his hand and rest his fingertips in her knuckles. "I'll give you one more chance. Where."

She stared at his sternly. With all the courage she could muster, she said; "Never. I will never. Tell you."

He bared his flawless teeth in anger and in one fluid movement, he took a hold of her wrist, and then snapped his own forward. There were four distinguished snaps and a scream which turned into cries of pain. Reiji had broken her knuckles in his promised form of torture.

She held her left hand to her chest and cradled it lightly. He stood up and looked at her in disgust. "Where is your phone?" He demanded.

She looked at him through her rears in confusion, but answered him anyway. "I-I don't have one."

"You're lying. I know you heard me at you house last night. You wither slept with it or you hid it. You're not stupid, nor am I. So tell me."

"In the drawer next to my bed. It's under the box."

He took her wrists and dragged her into another room. What she saw made her sick. Numerous items that could only be found in a hospital were everywhere in this room.

"Here. You can stay in Doji's little experiment room," he smirked as he grabbed a lock from a counter and continued to to=he other side of the room. There was a small cage that seemed only big enough got a large dog. The door was open and he threw her inside. He closed the door and put the lock on the latch.

He started to leave, then stopped and turned around smirking. "We'll be taking a little trip to the beach, soon." He turned back around and left the room.

Asami was looking around the room at all the tools and jars containing numerous body parts contained in yellow jelly-like stuff that she always saw bugs and animals in in her biology class. The only differences were that instead of rats, she saw hearts. Instead of tapeworms, eyes, or fingers, or tongues. Just when she was about to throw up, she saw at the top of a shelf just near her, two gutting knives sitting on top of more jelly-filled jars.

She slammed herself against the side of her cage several times with such brute force given by her adrenaline that the cage moved with each hit. She hit one last time, knocking the cage over onto its side, slamming against the shelf. She was sick as numerous jars containing varying body parts fell from the shelf and broke on the thin metal wire; Liquids and glass raining down on her in fury.

Amidst the shards of broken glass lying on the top of the cage, was one of the two knives. She reached the fingers of her unbroken hand out to grab the hilt. Once doing so, she managed to work it through the thin square of wire.

She took the dull end of the knife and put it against the rod in the hinges. She pushed and pulled until finally, it had become loose. However, it was not loose enough to allow opening. She continues this cycle of pushing, sawing, and hammering until the rod flew out of its socket, like a bullet having just been shot from the barrel. There was another clatter as the rod hit another jar and it shattered, its contents splattering amongst the surround area.

She slammed the door back and clambered up. She ran into the room that she had been kept in before and frantically searched for a phone. There was one, across the room from her. She ran towards it and dialed the number of the first person she could think of: Kyouya.

Five rings and a lazy "hello?"

"Oh my god, Kyouya!" She started crying at the sound of his voice.

"Calm down – Asami, what's wrong?"

"Reiji, it's him, he kidnapped me, and he's trying to draw you out. He said he was going to repay you for 'taking all he ever had.' He locked me in a cage in some sick room and went to search for my phone. He was going to draw you to the beach by using me as bait, then kill you, and throw my cage into the ocean and drown me! Kyouya you-"

She was cut off by a deep pain that penetrated her skin. She dropped the phone to the floor and her mouth fell open in a silent scream. She fell to the floor beside the phone where Kyouya's voice could be heard, frantically asking what had happened and whether she was alright.

She wasn't of course. Reiji's boss himself stood above her. He stared at her; the same knife that had helped her escape was now protruding from her lower back. Blood ran from the wound, mixing in with her long, jet-black hair on the floor. He smirked as her familiar electric-green eyes closed and she slipped into an unconscious sleep.