AN: Thank you for your reviews. I would also like to respond to one in particular. I don't mind criticism, but only if one has their facts straight. Dhrachth 1) Is okay I could understand if you don't like the way I do my paragraphs I am still working on fine tuning my writing abilities. 2)My Kenpo(a martial arts) teacher had fractured ribs and he was out for three days. He was a grown man Tsukushi is a teenager. Maybe your boss has a high pain tolerance maybe its which ribs she broke, but not everybody responds the same way to the same injury. and if you still don't like it then then toss it up to suspension of disbelief. 3)They were nice to Tsukushi, they like to joke around they didn't realize they went too far. 4)Tiramisu is an Italian dessert, and since she is in Japan it might be exotic for her. She hadn't even tried caviar until Asai picked on her. 5)Thank you for picking at my work. I am glad you read that far with so much you didn't like about it. As for everyone else who likes my story here's the next chapter. Enjoy!

I could be cold
I could be ruthless
You know I could be just like you

I could be weak
I could be senseless
You know I could be just like you

I could be mean
I could be angry
You know I could be just like you Just Like You by Three Days Grace

Tsukasa could only stare at Kazuya in shock. It was hard to believe. His eyes were wide, as his mouth hung open trying to take in all that was said. She had never given him a reason to doubt her. She had never asked for his money. How could she possibly be what Asai said? How could he have been so stupid. Then he remembered pushing her away. Remembering her falling and landing so exposed and vulnerable. The look of hurt and shock on her face as he yelled at her. As he called her a whore and trash. "W-what have I done?" It was all he could manage to say. After all she had been through, all by herself. Why didn't she say anything? Why didn't she try to explain? Well you didn't let her say very much in her defense, now did you? You were so quick to believe she was a whore? Do you think anyone would forgive you for what you had just done? The voice inside his head droned on. Anger shook through him. He would not believe those words. Tsukushi would forgive him. She had to. He didn't care what he had to do, he would get her forgiveness. "I said such awful things to her..."

He looked at Kazuya's tear stained face and saw an image of Tsukushi's hurt and shocked face and closed his eyes. "I don't know if I can fix this. What I did...I just don't know..." He felt tears sting his eyes, but he refused to cry. "Why did you think she was a whore? I so did not get that vibe from her." Sojiro asked. "And what's with all this "uncle" codeword shit? It's "papa" and it's only been "papa." Did you mix it up again?" This from Akira as the F4 seemed to come to their senses. "Something tells me someone else is behind Tsukasa's mistake." Rui, voice of wisdom, piped in. That was when it all clicked into place.

"Asai. She was reading aloud from a book. I knew I shouldn't have believed her. She said that "uncle" was the term they used for the clients who were businessmen, because they didn't stay very long. Said that they pay half before disguising it as forgotten lunch money. Why did I believe that bitch!?" They all looked sympathetic, they knew how devious Asai could be. He didn't know what he wanted to do first find Tsukushi or kill that bitch! "I've got to find her!" He grabbed Kazuya by the collar shaking him. "Where does her uncle take her?" Kazuya the anger finally worn off, was back to his old self and shaking like a leaf. "I-I don't know she doesn't like to talk about her uncle, so I don't bring it up." He dropped Kazuya before he did something that would make Tsukushi hate him even more. He didn't know what to do. Maybe she was still at home? It had been about an hour, but her uncle could be running late. He had to try. He ran to his car.

He got to her house in fifteen minutes. He was running up the doorsteps as her parents were coming out with tear stained faces. He stood there as dread filled him. "Wh-what happened?" The mother threw herself into her father's arms. The father was a bit pale. "Tsukushi was in a car accident. We have to go." Tsukasa felt like his world was falling apart. "I-I'll drive." He heard himself say. He loaded her parents in the car and they were off.

Meanwhile

She was lying in a hospital bed replaying the days events in her head. She was angry. Angry about everything. Tsukasa, her boss, her uncle, her "suitor," the fucking limo driver. She replayed the scene that landed her here. She went to meet her uncle. She was still out of it. It was like she was watching her twin, like she wasn't even in her own body. She didn't remember much of the conversation. She only remembered that he brought another rich arrogant bastard to consider for her husband. She remembers nodding to her uncle who asked if she would go on a date with him. Remembered getting into the limo and him pawing at her, while Tsukasa called her a whore in her head. She let the guy feel her up, what did it matter anymore anyway?

Then she got the call. Her boss called saying they needed help. She told him she couldn't come in. He told her not to bother ever coming in again. She finally found herself in control of her own body again. In the limo with guy with his hand up her skirt trying to gain entry, she had finally found it in her to get angry. She pushed him away and started yelling at him. He seemed even more eager. He launched himself on top of her and started kissing her as she was fighting back. She saw the driver smiling in the rearview enjoying the show. Enjoying it so much he didn't even see the red light. She didn't remember about the crash, though.

The only satisfaction she got out of the whole thing, was knowing that the limo driver and the pawing suitor were both way worse off than she was. Serves them both right. The only reason she was in this hospital bed, was because they wanted to keep her for observation to make sure she didn't have a concussion. Not that she wanted to stay in the hospital. She had made that very clear with her temper flaring. No one seemed to listen to her tantrum and she was stuck here. She was not a happy camper.

Arriving at the hospital

Tsukasa was rushing towards the front desk with her parents. "What room is Tsukushi Makino in?" The man at the help desk must have been used to this curt manner, for he didn't complain. He simply said. "Third floor. Room 311." With that, Tsukasa was practically dragging her parents into the elevator and to her room. He stopped frozen outside her room. He didn't know what to say to her just yet. He didn't know how she would react to him being there. "Um...you two better go first..." They thanked him and went into her room. He stood at the door pacing when he noticed an older man in an expensive suit mumbling to himself. He found himself walking up to him. "Are you Tsukushi's uncle?"

The man nodded a bit of impatience on his face. "What do you want boy?" Tsukasa managed to keep his temper down. "How did the accident happen?" The man was starting to look angry. "How the hell should I know? I set her up with a nice young man in hopes she would finally think of marriage. The money I would get dealing with her new rich father-in-law would have been great as well. I watched her get in the limo, then fifteen minutes later I get a call that she was in an accident. The boy was hurt badly. Now there is no way I will get them married. It would have been a sweet deal. His father is head of Ingami Plastics. Imagine the benefits I would have had. Now that will never happen."

Tsukasa meanwhile saw red. How dare he use Tsukushi as a bargaining chip?! How dare he talk about her like she was a pawn?! He clenched his fists taking deep breaths, hoping her uncle would shut up. It didn't happen and the next thing he knew he had her uncle by the throat choking him. "Shut up old man! You know what you are going to do? You are going to leave. Leave and never bother Tsukushi again. Never try to use her again. Or I will crush your throat." The fear in the man's eyes as he practically ran out of the hospital, was enough to make Tsukasa feel better. Her parents came out of the room shortly after. "She is sleeping, but you are welcome to go in and look after her. We need to get home we have work, and now with more doctor bills..." The father sighed and then the mother spoke. "We'll take the subway...we know she is in good hands." She hugged him and they both thanked him again and then they were gone.

He was alone staring at her door. He had never been so nervous about anything in his life. They had said she was sleeping. It should be alright to go in. Think for a little bit. By the time she wakes up you should have a plan. With those thoughts in mind, he entered the room. He sat in the chair next to her bed scanning the sleeping figure. Assessing the damage. It was only a few scrapes and cuts and a bit of bruising. He watched her sleep desperately trying to think of something to say when she awoke. He just sat there until she started to stir. She tossed and turned and finally put her hands up as if to ward off some invisible assailant. "No! Driver help! No! Someone help!" He looked closer at her forearms seeing bruises in the shape of handprints. Anger and sadness surged through him. After all this was all his fault.

He tried shaking her a bit and she sat straight up eyes wide taking deep breaths. She looked around the room breathing a sigh of relief as she put her head in her hands. He saw her shake a bit and knew she was crying. He pulled her into his arms and she clutched onto his shirt and cried. He made comforting sounds as he felt someone place a giant weight over his chest. It was hard to breathe as she cried her heart out. He waited for her to calm a bit. "Tsukushi, what happened and who did this to you? Please don't cry. I won't let anyone harm you ever again." He felt her stiffen at his words, then jump out of his arms as if remembering where she was and who was with her. "Get out." Was what she had said. Her face was blank with tears tracks, but her eyes held so much emotion that it hurt to look. "Please tell me what happened. Please tell me who did this."

She laughed. She couldn't help it. It had been too long of a day. "Why so you can rub that in my face to? So you can congratulate him? What makes you think I even remember his name? I mean being a whore and all who has time to remember names? What was your name again?" She laughed because if she didn't she would break down and cry again. She saw him flinch at her words. Normally, something like that would have stopped her. Not today though. "Why are you even here? I thought you never wanted to see me again. Well, the feeling is mutual! Leave!" She was trembling with barely contained rage. "Get out! Get out!" Her yelling caused a commotion and doctors were soon in the room trying to coax her back to bed. She heard them ask Tsukasa to leave and felt a needle enter her arm and then felt nothing but mind numbing dreamless sleep.

AN: I know its a little short, but I didn't want to jump around with time too much. How's Tsukasa going to fix this? What will Tsukushi do now that she is jobless and wants nothing to do with Tsukasa? Will Siho make a move or will Asai go in for the kill? Find out next time. Thank you for reading this chapter and please don't forget to review!