Morg: Heyo! It's time for-
Ikuto: Me to save the day!
Amu: I think she was going to say a new chapter.
Morg: I was but that's okay.
Ikuto: So, I am going to save Amu?
Amu: No! Tadase will!
Morg: HAHAHAHAHAHA! Oh… you weren't joking…?
Ikuto: Of course she was!
Amu: Neither of you own me so it doesn't matter what you think!
Morg: I might not own you or Ikuto but I agree that Ikuto does in fact own you.
Ikuto: I do indeed.
Amu: Nope!
~Indebted~
For the fifth time, Rima stood in the exact spot she left Amu standing in when she went out to call Nagihiko. She went over the scenario in her head again and again as her eyes scanned the floor for any signs of what might have happened to make the pinkette go with Seiichiro. She found nothing.
Now, Rima had stood directly outside of the door to their classroom. There was no possible way for the pinkette to have snuck past her that way. Rima had made certain that she was watching the door of the classroom the entire time. She hadn't even seen Seiichiro enter the room. There had to be another way in and out.
Entering the classroom once more, Rima searched along the walls for what she thought was there but hadn't paid attention to before. Eyes instantly finding the door at the back of the classroom, Rima frowned as she berated herself forgetting about its existence. The door led to the storage room between the classrooms.
Running up the stairs to the door in the back, Rima flung the wooden object open and searched the wall for a light switch. A faint scent of some kind of chemical wafted out towards her. Rima instantly covered her nose and mouth with the sleeve of her shirt before entering the room. A small object sat on the floor. Rima didn't have to pick it up to know what it was. Amu's phone.
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Ikuto and Kairi were flying through traffic in Ikuto's ridiculously expensive, ridiculously fast car. Red lights were being ran and horns were being honked, but they had discovered the alleged kidnappers address and there was no stopping the extremely pissed off boss. He shifted gears and pressed the gas pedal down further just as his cell phone rang.
"Speak."
"Sir, I found her phone in a back storage room. There are chemicals in the air. She's been drugged. The last text was to you."
Someone dared to put drugs into his pinkette! Someone was going to die! "Good work. Report to the office and ready my apartment for our arrival. Get a bath going and keep it hot. With drugs in her system, Amu will need to relax them out."
Without a word, Rima hung up and Ikuto dropped his phone into the cup holder of his car. There were other things on his mind besides the safety of his phone.
Kairi, who was sitting shotgun, kept silent as he took in the new information. Ikuto had wanted to handle this himself, but the overly smart assistant had taken the liberty to call the police and inform them to show up about thirty minutes after he knew that they'd be gone with Amu once more in their possession. There was no point in letting this Seiichiro fellow stay out on the streets.
Slamming on the brakes and making the car skid to a stop, Ikuto shifted into park before leaping out of his car. Kairi took the time to grab the keys and lock the doors before following his boss into the small apartment building. The apartment they were heading for was on the top floor. The green haired man prayed that they wouldn't be too late.
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Breathing heavily through her nose as her panic set in, Amu struggled as Seiichiro laid his body out on top of hers. She refused to open her mouth for any reason, considering he was now running his fingers all over her face. His touch sickened her and Amu actually hoped that she'd throw up in his face.
"Now, now, I'm not hurting you so stop struggling."
To emphasize the fact that he wanted her to be still, Seiichiro slapped her. Amu froze for a moment upon the impact but began squirming as soon as her captor's hands began to get a little too acquainted with her arms and shoulders. They were working their way down and being felt up by that man was the last thing Amu wanted. It was a dream. It was all a dream. She was safe back in the apartment with Ikuto, happily sleeping the night away in his arms. She was not there. Somehow, even in her mind, her words held no truth.
Seiichiro didn't appreciate his greatest prize struggling so much. She was the masterpiece of his collection and he didn't want to harm her but he was going to have to show her who was the owner and who was the object. She was his now, and he could whatever he wanted with her. Eventually, his Amu would learn that.
Amu almost screamed as his lips began to touch her face. It may have been in a loving manner to him, but it was a nightmare to her. The last thing she wanted was his sweaty, slippery lips all over her.
Due to her struggling, Seiichiro was forced to abandon the progress he was making with his hands to hold her head still enough for him to land his kisses anywhere besides her hair. Not that he minded too much, she was his. He had all the time in the world to get to know her body by touch rather than just use sight alone. His eyes had raked her numerous times and memorized every curve and line of her body. There was nothing he didn't know about her.
Of course, now he was going to get to see it all without her clothes on. Seiichiro just about had a bloody nose just thinking about it. He liked the way when she moved her legs; her thighs rubbed him in just the right spot. She felt so good beneath him. This is definitely where she was meant to be. Eventually, she'd learn that as well.
Amu wasn't about to stop fighting him. She swore in her mind that she'd never stop fighting him. She'd never be his. The pinkette already had one owner and that was enough for her. He could make all the disgusting noises that he wanted as she took advantage of the small amount of room that she had to resist.
"Stop struggling, Amu! Just stop! No! Damn it!"
Finally at his limit, Seiichiro came in his pants. He panted into Amu's hair before pushing himself off of the now still pinkette. He smiled down at her before heading for the door. "Don't go anywhere and don't worry, that was just the first of many."
Amu shuddered before she burst into tears. The door was firmly shut now and she felt so alone. The drugs that were still affecting her brain weren't helping to calm her down either. In fact, the longer the pinkette laid there, the more and more panicked she became. The thought of ever being able to escape or see Ikuto again never crossed her mind. She was stuck there. There was no way out.
Then she heard a pounding knock at a door.
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His fists hurt from the force on the door at which he slammed them against the wood. Amu was in there. Ikuto knew it. No door, no idiot that thought he could take Amu would stop him from getting to her.
Kairi stood back and allowed his boss to do whatever he deemed was necessary to get Amu back. There was no way that Kairi would be able to stop the furious man at this point anyways. Might as well let him take his anger out on the person that actually wronged him rather than his trusted underling.
Seiichiro couldn't imagine what the problem was as he finished changing his clothes and moved to answer the door. The moment the handle turned, he was flung back by such a force that he couldn't stay on his feet. Not only did he land on his back but his head slammed into the wall, dazing him. With blurry eyes he barely managed to make out the man that he had seen kissing his Amu.
Seiichiro only managed to get out a weak "Amu" before Kairi swiftly kicked him in the face, knocking him unconscious.
Leaving the limp body near the wall, Ikuto took off through the apartment. Amu just had to be there. She had to be. "Amu! AMU! Fuck! AMU! Where are you!?"
It wasn't possible. There was no way that Ikuto had found her. That wasn't his voice. That bastard of a creep that had kidnapped her was playing some kind of cruel joke on her. Sobs racked her body as she did her best not to respond. Finally, she couldn't hold back. "I-Ikuto!"
The door to the room she was in flew open as Ikuto kicked it in. The handle had been locked and he only tried it for a few seconds before he'd managed to decide that there was only one way in. "Amu!"
She cried harder seeing that it was really him. "I-Ikuto! I-I… I-I'm s-orry!"
Without a response, Ikuto dropped to his knees beside the bed she was on and just hugged her. The situation wasn't the best. Amu was tied up and still drugged, but she was alive and he'd found her. "Oh, Amu! I was so worried!"
Kairi watched from the doorway as Amu began struggling once again to be free. He figured that she so badly needed to be let up from the bed and Ikuto wasn't helping by pressing her down harder. Then Kairi decided to play a game. If he were the keys to Amu's handcuffs, where would he be? Ah yes, on the hook next to the door with the label Amu's handcuff keys. How original? Despite the entire creepiness of the room, Kairi could appreciate the neat and orderliness of the place.
Without saying a word, Kairi moved forwards and unlocked her hands before moving onto her feet. He then took a step back and watched as Amu sprung into Ikuto's arms. His boss held the pinkette tight as she sobbed. Kairi decided right then and there that they had to do more then send this man to prison. One look around the room told him what would harm him the most. "Boss, do you mind if I rearrange this room?"
Ikuto shook his head without pausing the murmurs he was whispering to the girl in his arms. He wanted her to calm down so that he could check to see if she was okay, but she just kept clutching his shirt and pulling herself closer to his chest. If being close to him at the moment was what Amu needed then Ikuto wasn't going to deny her.
Kairi moved out of the room to grab a chair. Next he brought in Seiichiro and cuffed him it. Last but not least, he began gathering everything that was Amu's and piling it up. He didn't bother with removing the glass cases as he smashed them in the middle of the floor. The noise snapped Amu out of her crying and she watched as Kairi promptly removed everything from the walls and ceiling to a pile in the middle of the floor.
Her eyes widened as Kairi pulled out a lighter and some matches before moving over to the slightly waking up kidnapper. "Seiichiro, wake up Seiichiro. You need to see this."
"Wh-what?"
Upon hearing his voice, Amu flinched and Ikuto felt the urge to knock the man back out. There was absolutely no way that he'd ever let this bastard get close to Amu ever again.
Kairi was quicker than either of them, though. He slapped the waking up man on the cheeks to make him more alert. "Seiichiro, we've come to take Amu back home. You'll let her go."
The blonde's head snapped around as he tried to find the pinkette. Upon seeing her in Ikuto's arms, Seiichiro began struggling. "No! She's mine! I got her! She's mine!"
Ikuto's arms tightened around Amu as his mouth opened to give some retort, but Kairi was once again faster. A loud smack echoed around the room. Kairi stood with his hand raised in case he needed to give the man another good slap. "No, she isn't yours. If she belongs to anyone it would be Ikuto for saving her life. Watch me, Seiichiro. This is how much she belongs to you."
His struggling began once more as Seiichiro realized what the mess on the floor was. "No! My collection! NO! What are you doing!? NO! PLEASE, NOT THAT!"
Kairi didn't bother to listen as he dropped one of the lit matches on to the pile of trash. It instantly ignited more paper and burned through some bottles. Kairi dropped a second match on another part of the pile and then a third before stopping to look at the crying man on the chair. "She isn't yours, Seiichiro. You are going to sit there and watch as everything you've worked so hard to acquire gets taken away. Then the police will be here to take you away."
The pile of trash was quickly disappearing. Kairi had saved one thing out of everything in the room. It was an old shirt of Amu's that she'd thrown away. It was the center piece of the collection and Kairi assumed that it was Seiichiro's most prized possession.
The shirt caught the crying man's attention. "Please, not that! Please!"
Kairi ignored the man's whispered pleas. "She's not yours."
The shirt went up in flames from the lighter that Kairi still held.
"NO! NOOO! PLEASE! NO!"
Ikuto stood with Amu in his arms and moved around the small fire and the man in the chair. "Amu is mine. Enjoy prison."
Seiichiro only screamed louder as Ikuto left with Amu. Kairi smiled before dialing his phone. "This is Kairi; I want you to come now. Yes, there is a fire but he is unharmed… if you hurry."
Seiichiro began struggling once more to get free as Kairi threw the keys to the cuffs into the fire and walked out the door.
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Morg: I was going to keep going but that was such an epic ending!
Ikuto: Told you I would save the day!
Amu: Whatever! Kairi helped.
Morg: I know that I'm horrible and awesome all at the same time!
Ikuto: Nope, just horrible.
Amu: Agreed!
Morg: Anyways! Review please!