AN: Though I may think wounds have scarred over and healed, they still tear open and drown me in blood from past battles.

Mature subject matter and referenced abuse. Sorry. I shouldn't be allowed to be up at 4am alone.

Feel free to consider this canon or not. I don't have a specific place in the timeline for it but it follows the same universe/storyline so.

The chilly night air howled in the outside trees, thunder rumbling in the distance and adding to the dreary atmosphere within my sanctuary. Tenshi had long fallen asleep, her foot raised and hidden within her feathers as her beak tucked beneath her wings on her back. Akito was as still as desert sands, not a sound coming through our shared walls. I liked it better this way. Alone, no one trying to get my attention, totally at peace within myself as I rest in undisturbed tranquility.

Or at least as much tranquility as someone haunted by memories could find themselves in.

I wasn't resting. It'd be more realistic to say I had mastered an armadillo's curl, hiding my face from sight as I collapsed into myself. What I would give to cease existence. To find some other realm to transport my being. To have my memories sucked out of my unforgiving brain.

"You're my little whore." "I'm going to make you a teenage mother." "What I would give to see you covered in my-"

I growled against that last sentence, refusing to let the recollected words finish their composition. A virgin I was, but innocent I was not. I had more than my fair share of mature experiences, though they were never physical. Purely verbal. Meant to intimidate me into making it physical. It was only his fear of jail time and my own quick thinking that saved me. And try as I might... I couldn't shake the feeling I was corrupted. To have such raunchy, disgusting phrases thrown my way...

I was a whore. I allowed it, out of terror of what he may do, but I allowed it. Even if I had never done anything, it would be wrong to say I was a virgin. I may have never been touched in any sort of way, but virgins don't know the things I do to the extreme I do. Maybe... I should let someone officialize it. My mental virginity was gone, what was the point in keeping the physical aspect? Maybe I should quit this maid job and work a corner. It's all I've ever been good for anyway... Men staring at me when I walk in the door, the things he said to me, my own father telling me I can only ever be a housewife and have children for my husband... Ultimately, that was my only purpose as a female human. Procreate so the species can live on. It was my biological function to serve men and let them use my body for their own personal gain at my expense. My body was designed for childbearing... I-

"Wow. The cloud above your head is so thick I could feel it suffocating me in the other room, and you didn't even notice my entry."

I froze in place, my breath hitching and my eyes snapping open to be met with darkness as they were still downcast and out of sight.

"Honestly. It's a good thing I wasn't a thief or serial killer. You would've been an easy target."

I finally lifted my head to meet the gaze of the man who was speaking. His dark eyes bore into mine with an intensity I would've sworn could snap me in two. Snapping myself out of my stun, I snorted in disapproval. "Shouldn't you have knocked?"

"It's my house. My estate. And as your superior and boss, you are also mine." Mine. Little did he know the sheer anger that word triggered within my chest.

"Just get the fuck out of my room. I'm not in the mood to talk to you. Go mess with one of the other servants, would you?"

"Aw, did I meddle in your self-pity fest? Leeches like you are the funnest to probe for reactions."

"Just leave already. For the love of God, why can't you ever leave me alone?!"

The arguing carried on for awhile before Hatori came in and suggested Akito leave to get some sleep for health reasons, or so he said as a cover. Honestly, the doctor was the only male with any decency I've met in a long time. When people ask why I never want to marry, this is exactly why. Men. Mannerless, selfish swines that don't give a crap about the women they're with and just want to make her life hell, so long as they get some type of pleasure from it. Forgive me for having enough self respect to not give someone that advantage.

AN: Only quickly proofread this after finishing it so I'm sure there's more mistakes. I haven't slept much the past few nights so my brain is sort of... Dead.

I miss writing manipulative and sadistic Akito. He's fun lol.