Now lets see were where we in the last chapter...Hmmmmm...oh yeah. DUN DUN DAHHHHHHHH! Yoshiro Moto has arrived! What will happened to Kaigara? I guess I need to get started on the chapter so you all can find out don't I? Here it is chapter 11 of Junjou Angel!

Disclaimer: I do not own Junjou Romantica (I hate writing these, they just remind me that I own nothing T.T)

Note: Sorry for the long wait for the next chapter! :P

Kaigara's face was a mix of anger and fear as she looked at the man in front of her. "Yoshiro." Her voice was nothing but a whisper.

"Well if it isn't my ungrateful daughter." At the last word he reeled his hand back and slapped her hard. Kaigara's head retched to the side by the sheer force of the blow, a red mark formed on her cheek instantly.

"And what the hell did you do to your hair?" He grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled at it. Kaigara winced at the pain but made no sound. She would not show him her pain.

"Out of the goodness of my heart let you into my home," He pulled Kaigara up to his face, the smell of alcohol fresh in his breath. "And all I get from you is sheer disobedience and attitude!"

Yoshiro threw her to the ground just, Kaigara landed on her knees, wincing at the pain in her knees. Then Misaki's frantic voice cut through the air.

"Kai-chan!" Kaigara kept her head down as Misaki's foot steps came closer.

"No, please go." Kaigara willed in her mind. "Don't come any closer."

But Misaki kept coming closer until he was just a foot away. "What's going on?"

"Who are you?" Sneered Yoshiro. The look on the mans face was enough to make Misaki shiver in fear.

"I'm a friend of Kaigara's."

"Hmph! I am Yoshiro Moto, this little shits father." He kicked the girls leg as he finished his sentence. Kaigara kept her head down as the two talked. "Please Misaki leave. Don't look at me, just leave!"

"Don't kick her!" Misaki snapped. Yoshiro glared at the younger man.

"I will do as I please boy!" Yoshiro took a step toward Misaki and raised his fist. Misaki took a step back, fear covered his face.

"Stop!" Kaigara rose from the ground and stood in front of Misaki. "Don't touch him he has nothing to do with this!"

"Kai-chan?" Misaki tried to look the girl in the face but she kept it covered with her hair.

"Misaki, leave."

"What?"

Misaki!" Everyone except Kaigara turned to see Usagi-san and Fuyuhiko running up to the group. Once the man was close enough he put a protective arm around Misaki's shoulders. "What's happening here?"

"I'm just here to collect my daughter." Yoshiro reached forward and pulled his "daughter" to him by the shirt. "Now which one of you so kindly called me about her."

Fuyuhiko stepped forward. "I did." A hint of regret in his voice, though his face remained emotionless..

"Well thank you very much for the tip." He pushed Kaigara to the three men. "Thank him as well and apologies for causing trouble."

Kaigara bowed before the men. "I am sorry for causing such trouble and thank you for everything."

"Look them in the eye when you apologies to them." Yoshiro pulled her head back forcing her to look the men in the face. Misaki looked at her with worry and sadness, Usagi-san anger, but the one that surprised her was Fuyuhiko's face, for his showed regret, regret for what he was seeing, for some what being the cause. Kaigara noticed this and sent the man a smile.

"Now we need to be going." Yoshiro said pulling the girl along.

"Wait!" Usagi-san stepped forward to stop them.

"Just leave." Usagi-san stopped at the sound of Kaigara's voice. "I'll be fine, thank you again."

"And Usami-chi chi," Kaigara looked to the dark haired man. "Please let these two be, be a good father and just let your son be happy."

"Kai-chan." Misaki looked at the girl as she was dragged away by her father, to a run down car. Yoshiro almost threw her in the car. Then he went to the drivers side and got in himself, as he started the car Kaigara looked through the back window. Then they were gone, speeding away out of the garage.

The three stood there as the car sped away, it was a few minutes later that Usagi-san broke the silence. "Well I hope your happy now."

He turned at scowled at his father, his eyes full of hate. Fuyuhiko stood where he was, unlike his son hie face showed no sign of emotion. Misaki stepped forward and looked to where the car had been moments before.

"I hope she'll be okay." Usagi-san looked down at her young lover, never had he seen the boy look so scared and heart broken. The author wrapped an arm around him and turned them back toward the stairs, he sent a finale glare at his father then the two left. Fuyuhiko stood a few more seconds before heading to his car and left.

Misaki folded the last shirt and placed it into the basket, he carried it up the stairs careful not to trip. Before he realized what he was doing he was in front Kaigara's room with a stack of the cloths Usagi-san bought her in his arms.

"I guess I can put then in there until we figure out what to with then." Misaki thought as he opened the door and went in the room. He placed the cloths on the bed when something caught his eye.

There sitting at the head bed was a leather bound book a stuffed panda, and a picture. Misaki walked over to the pile and picked up the picture. There was a man and woman, in the woman arms was a little girl holding a stuffed panda. Misaki looked again at the toy on the bed, it seemed to be the same one.

"Did Kai-chan leave these?" Misaki sat on the bed and picked up the small book. Opening it he saw that had a note on the back of the cover.

"Dear Misaki and Usagi-san,

Let me start off by saying thank you and sorry. Thank you for letting me stay with you for so long and caring. Sorry that I had to leave, but lets face it I couldn't stay with you guys, I would have just been in the way. I would like to say one thing though, the last two weeks I spent with you guys were the best time I had in a long time. By the way this book you're holding is my journal, I've had it for almost two years now, the picture is one of the last ones I have of me and my parents together and the panda, her name is Suzu, is the last gift I got from them. Please take care of them, I'll be back at some point to get them back.

Sincerely,

Kaigara

P.S. Feel free to read the journal. I don't mind, but if Usagi-san uses it as one of his books, but I demand to get some money from the sales!

Misaki laughed as he finished reading the message then turned the first page and began reading.

"Misaki!" Usagi-san stepped out of his study, cigaret in hand and looked around the suspiciously silent condo. "Misaki?" He called again.

Usagi-san grew worried, it had been two days since Kaigara was taken by her so called father. Misaki kept saying he was fine but he had a sad and worried look in his eyes. Usagi-san headed toward the stairs but stopped when he saw a basket of clean clothes on the floor. Misaki never left cloths laying around. He also noticed that it was next to Kaigara's room with the door slightly opened.

"Misaki?" Usagi-san slowly stepped into the room only to see his lover bent over a book with tears in his eyes. In his lap was a stuffed panda. "Misaki!"Usagi-san rushed over to Misaki and placed a hand on either shoulder.

"What is it?"

Misaki shook his head and wiped away the tears. "Ah, it's nothing, just..." Misaki held up the book he had been reading. "Kai-chan left this."

Usagi-san took the book and examined it. "What is it?"

"A journal, she left it here along with these." Misaki held up the stuffed panda and picture. "She wants us to keep them safe for her."

"I don't trust that man that took her." Misaki stated after a moment of silence. "The way he treated her is wrong."

"There wasn't much we could do at the moment, he's legally her father."

"It's still not right." Misaki scowled at the floor before storming out of the room.

Usagi-san watched his love leave the room picking up the basket of laundry in the hallway then went to put the rest of the cloths away. He stood in the room by himself for a moment more then left it as well. For the rest of the day both men had one thing in there minds (well Usagi-san two he is thinking of Misaki too). Is Kaigara safe?

Across town in a shabby house, Kaigara sat, in a dark room, bruised and bleeding. Kaigara wiped the blood from her lip, wincing at the stinging pain. She had been in this room for the last two days. Well she was pretty sure it was two days, the room had barely any light, and the little bit that managed to get in the room provided only enough to assure her she was not blind.

Kaigara sighed and leaned against one of the four walls in the room, she let her mind wonder to the day the room became her prison.

Flashback

Yoshiro dragged Kaigara into an unfamiliar house, it was dirty and run down. Rats scurried out of the way as the two barged into the place. Yoshiro threw the girl to the dust covered floor, Kaigara propped her self up on her elbows and looked around the house. The house was empty except for a square table with three chairs around it, a small TV, the rats, and a sink full of dirty and broken dishes.

"What then hell are we doing here?" She demanded, earning her a kick to the ribs.

"Watch you mouth!" Yoshiro growled. "This is were your staying from now on. Your punishment for being so disobedient."

He grabbed her by her shirt and dragged her to the kitchen, stopping at the counter where a knife lay. He picked up the knife, letting the blade catch the light as he lowered it to Kaigara's face.

"But first we need to fix that hair of yours." He grabbed a fist full of her hair and started to cut away the black locks.

The blade was dull, casing jagged and uneven cuts, Kaigara sat there, fighting tears as she watched the hair fall to the floor. When he finished there was a large pile of hair resting on the floor, a mix of [ink and black. After smacking her and kicking her several times her threw her a room in the back of the house. Before he left, he locked the door ensuring that she could not get out.

End Flashback

Kaigara ran a hand through her now butchered hair for what seemed like the hundredth time. It was messy and greasy from lack of washing. What she wouldn't give for a shower! Or at least a way out. Yoshiro had not even been in the room all day, he has been playing poker with a few of his scum bag buddies all day. She could here them talking through the door, drinking and cursing when they lost, cheering when they won.

A cold draft filled the room, causing Kaigara to shiver. She blew warm air into her hands then pushed hem into her pockets. Where she felt something inside of them.

"Huh?" Kaigara pulled her hands back out, then smiled when she saw what she had pulled out.

In her hand was three pictures, one of Misaki and Usagi-san dancing, one of Hiroki and Nowaki, also dancing. And finally one of that kid Shinobu and the old man. Kaigara smiled again at the pictures, the ones of the couples dancing she had gotten a photographer to take for her at the charity party. On the back she had written the names of the men in the pictures .

Though she did not really understand why she had taken a picture of the blonde kid and his lover. There was just something about them that she liked. Kaigara continued to stare at the pictures for what seemed like hours, thinking about the people she had met in the last two weeks. How she had felt so free and even loved.

She was so engrossed in her own world she did not hear the sound of chairs scraping against the floor, nor the promise the men made of a another game, or even the sound a the front door closing. She did not know this until she heard the door to her prison open, she quickly stuffed the pictures behind her back as bright light filled the room. Kaigara shielded her eyes from the light, but she could make out Yoshiro standing in the door way, a bottle in his hands.

Kaigara watched as the man staggered into the room, clearly drunk again. Maybe she could get out if she distracted him long enough. "What happened, loose all your money?"

"None of your mouth you little shit!" Yoshiro slurred. He downed the last of what was ever in his bottle then stepped forward placing a hand on her cheek. "Or you may find your self being punished."

Kaigara slapped his hand away, now a bit frightened. "Don't touch me you creep!"

Yoshiro growled at the and slapped her hard across the face, sending her to the ground. He threw the now empty bottle, it hit the floor but did not shatter, sending a loud ringing sound echoing through out the room.

"I told you, you would be punished." Kaigara could hear the sound a a belt buckle then the sound of a zipper.

"No! Please no!" Kaigara pleaded inside of her head as, for the second time in her life, her world began to fall around her.

Oh god I hate myself know! I don't blame anyone for hating me either (though I did say int the summery that there was going to be mention of rape). But I refuse to write the scene out, I will not write a rape scene a lemon for a cute couple yes, rape HELL NO! so please review and I hope to get many reviews, even if some say you hate me for the last scene. But not to worry, remember there are sill more chapter to come. So stay tuned for the next chapter!