Note: Text in Italics is spoken in English.

Chapter Ten

Ayase struggled to get away from his captors, but the man holding him had a vise-like grip on his arms. "She's got fight in her, huh?"

"Shut up. Just get her to the boss, alright?" Ayase whimpered in fright- it scared him, not knowing what they were saying. But he knew one thing. It couldn't be anything good.

Before he knew it he felt himself being pushed harshly onto a sofa, his hands tied to one of the arm rests, and his ankles tied to the corresponding leg of the furniture. "What's going on? Please, let me go!" he cried pitifully, causing his two captors to look at each other in confusion.

"You understand what she's saying?"

"Nope. The only Japanese I know is sushi, karate, and Toyota." But then, someone else entered the room, flinging open the door. He seemed very familiar to Ayase, although he couldn't quite place him. But whoever this guy was, he gave the small blonde a very bad feeling in the pit of his stomach.

"Good job! It's nice to see that you incompetent idiots are useful for something other than crashing my cars and spying on the female employee's toilets," he said in English before turning to Ayase and licking his lips. "Although I must say... Kanou Somuku certainly knows how to pick 'em- she's absolutely delicious." He approached Ayase and knelt down. "You'll have to excuse the rough treatment, miss, but it was necessary to get you away from your jealous lover and that infernal Sharon Gray. That woman just doesn't know when to leave well enough alone."

"Ah... I'm not..." Ayase began, but the man paid him no mind.

"Anyway, I haven't properly introduced myself yet, have I? My name is Logan Truss, and I'm the CEO of ABC Lending. I'm sure by now you'd think that we brought you here for a reason, and you'd be right. We intend to force Somuku and Gray out of business, and to do that we plan to film the rape of Somuku's little girlfriend, and dispose of Sharon Gray when she comes looking for you. Don't worry, I'll treat you gently. I'll even use a condom, although if it's not too forward of me to say, I wouldn't mind if someone as lovely as you was to bear my child." Logan reached out to caress Ayase's face, and he repressed a shudder.

"There's been a mistake," he said desperately. "I'm not... I'm not Kanou-san's girlfriend!" Logan just laughed.

"There's no use trying to lie now, dear," he mocked. "Did you two set up the equipment?" he suddenly barked to his henchmen. The short one gave a thumbs-up and stepped aside to reveal a camcorder on a tripod. "Well, turn it on already! We don't have all night! I'll have to get back to the party eventually!" The henchmen scrambled to do his bidding, and Logan advanced on Ayase, a predatory gleam in his eyes. "Shall we get started then?" he asked, tearing Ayase's suit jacket off of his body. He gave the same treatment to the dress shirt, and promptly gaped.

"Uh, boss?" the taller flunky said. "I think Somuku's playmate is more like a toyboy."

"You think?" Logan snarked. "Well, boy, you've surprised me. I expected you to be female, but that didn't work out. No matter, you look enough like a woman that I shouldn't have a problem fucking you anyway. Although I guess we won't need that condom now, since you can't get pregnant."

"Please no!" Ayase begged, trying desperately to get his arms and legs free from the bindings, but to no avail. Logan unbuttoned his pants and advanced on him, Ayase realizing that he was trapped.

Kanou was starting to get agitated. Ayase was nowhere to be seen. He had tried checking the men's room, but no Ayase. He checked a coat closet, but found nothing but coats and a rather embarrassed couple. He checked near the food, but no Ayase.

He began to get even more worried when Sharon didn't come back. Thirty minutes went by, then forty-five, then an hour. What if she had walked into a trap? Even worse, what if Ayase walked into a trap?

"You looking for your girlfriend?" A thin, mousy man said. Kanou jumped- he hadn't seen this person sneak up on him.

"My what? Oh, yeah, have you seen her?" he quickly recovered. The man smirked.

"The boss told me to tell you that we have her... and he'll kill her unless you go to the conference room on the 12th floor."

"You bastard!" Kanou yelled. "I'll kill you!"

"Well, if you ever want to see her alive again, I'd suggest you stop threatening me and get moving. Don't hate me, I'm just doing my job." But Kanou didn't hear; he pushed past the informant, running towards the elevator bay, not really caring about what the other guests thought was going on. He had to save Ayase.

Tears streamed down Ayase's face as the fingers mercilessly stretching his insides scissored sharply. With the exception of the first time, when Kanou slept with him, it was never violent like this. And the harsh words falling from his attacker's lips weren't helping to ease the pain and despair that was threatening to consume his heart.

"Oh, stop whining. It's not like this is your first time, is it, whore?" Logan might as well have slapped Ayase across the face. He continued, reaching around to cup Ayase's mostly flaccid penis. "Why aren't you harder? A little fag like you, I would have thought that you'd be loving this!" Ayase choked back another sob, and Logan withdrew his fingers and wiped them on his pants in disgust.

"That ought to be enough. Brace yourself!"

Kanou kicked in the door to the twelfth0floor conference room, expecting to find Ayase. He didn't find Ayase, but what he did find made him yell in shock. Instead of Ayase, he saw Sharon, bound and gagged with a gum pointed at her head. When she saw Kanou, she struggled, thrashed, and tried to communicate. "Mmmph! Mmmph!" she mumbled around the sock crudely stuffed in her mouth. "Mmph! MMMPH!"

"Where is Ayase?" Kanou snarled at the man, who just grinned.

"You mean that girly-boy? The boss is probably thoroughly enjoying him by now. He certainly looked like he'd be a good fuck."

"You bastard!" Kanou yelled at the same time Sharon's eyes widened and she gave an enraged grunt.

"Oh look, the bitch wants to say something," Sharon's captor laughed, aiming a kick at the bound woman, she toppled over, and the man pulled the sock out of her mouth.

"Wash your fucking socks," she snarled at the man before turning to Kanou. "Somuku, get the fuck out of here!" she yelled in Japanese. "I know where they are keeping Ayase! He's on the top floor. Go get him. Don't worry about me, I'll be fine, and if it's my time to die, it's my time to die. They're going to rape him! Logan Truss is going to rape him!"

"Top floor. Alright!" Kanou yelled. Unfortunately, this only enraged the guy with the gun.

"Speak English, damn it!" he screeched before losing control and firing the gun. Sharon gave a strangled cry and crumpled in on herself. Kanou watched in shock as blood blossomed from her hip, seeping through the black material of her dress and staining the rug a bright crimosn color. The man dropped the gun, looking terrified.

"Fuck! I wasn't supposed to shoot her! That was supposed to be the boss's privilege!"He turned tail and ran, while Kanou stepped forward, as if to approach the wounded woman, but she stopped him.

"Go protect Ayase," she said. "I've been stabbed before... being shot isn't any worse." Kanou could tell that she was bluffing, because he saw her give a pained wince and her breathing was becoming ragged.

"If you die before I get back, I'm going to find you in Hell and kick your ass," Kanou warned. Sharon grimaced.

"Now's not the time for a theological discussion, Somuku," she said. "If I end up in Hell, I end up in Hell, and if you end up there too you have my full permission to kick my ass! Now stop fucking around and go!" she exclaimed.

To Be Continued

Author's Comments:

A fast update, mainly because I felt kind of bad about cutting the last chapter off where it did. I realize this chapter's ending isn't much better, though...

-Kaboom