heyo people~ littlehan-solo here and ready to write! -_- i'm so tired... it's nightime in china rite now... actually it's midnite but here i am writing to u people... and becuz i'm writing this half asleep u'd better like it!

Chapter 10

It's about lunchtime right now and we're all eating lunch. I stare down at my sandwich. For some reason, I feel nervous, and it's ruining my appetite. In fact, I haven't taken a bite out of it yet.

Haruhi seems to notice this. "Senpai, you alright? You don't look very well."

All I can do is nod. But as I look around, I spot one table. And the nervousness turns into fear. Wanna know why?

Because, sitting in a table very close to mine... are the kidnappers. The same kidnappers who tried to sell me for money. And judging by the way they're talking and casting suspicious glances my direction, they're planning on doing the same thing.

Haruhi looks that way, and she turns pale. "Want me to tell Mori-senpai?"

I shake my head, stand up, and walk outside. They follow suit. Out of the corner of my eye, I see the others talking and eating cheerily. Kyoya's typing something. Mori's drinking tea.

You shouldn't disturb them... My head whispers to me. Weird. I haven't heard from it in a while.

Turns out, I don't need to.

Mori looks up, locks eyes with me for a second, then glances at the men sitting down on a table not far from me. He stands up. I go out the door, the men at my heels.

Once I'm outside, I grab a bike and start pedaling, but when I look behind, a black van is following me. I gulp. It's the same van they used to take me to the warehouse. Fear and anxiety starts bubbling and... oh, great. My stomach is growling.

I realize I haven't been paying attention to where I've been going until my bike approaches near a dead end wall. At top speed. Yikes. So I throw my feet to the ground and the bike goes to a screeching halt. Fantastic. Like I said before, a dead end.

The van stops in front of the alley so I can't escape, and the men exit, slamming the car doors, and they approach. I back away until the cool bricks say I can't.

"Well, well, well. If it isn't the little girlie who escaped. Ya wanna know how long it took to find ya?" It's the twig man. The dumpling chuckles stupidly.

I try to think of something smart to say, but all I manage to get out is, "You followed me."

The twig nods. "Good. Didn't take ya that long to figure that out, huh?"

I'm still thinking of something smart to say. "Why me?"

"Because... For our revenge. Because of you, and your stupid boyfriend, we lost all our money. All of our goods were gone. They all ran away and because of that, all of our investors gave up on us."

I shrug. "I still don't get how all that applies to me."

"It applies to you," the twig hisses, "because you're the one who started it. Azuma!"

The fat man brings out a chain whip. Unless it's me gone mad, it's got more spikes and more flecks of blood.

"It's time to pay," the twig sneers. "First you, then your boyfriend, then your ridiculous friends, then those girls, then those stupid investors!"

The fat man raises the chain whip, then brings it down hard on my arm. I scream, then collapse on my knees. Red spots float in and out of my sight, and I struggle to stand.

The whip crashes down on my back, and I'm starting to black out. Everything is fuzzy. I don't see what's happening. I just hear lots of screaming, the whip smacking the floor multiple times, the sound of hitting. Someone grabs me and hoists me over his/her shoulder.

And everything goes black. And I'm left thinking, My life stinks.