Here is our next chapter, so I hope you guys like it.

WARNING: Chapter contains a lemony scene and slight violence. Read at your own discretion.

Losing Control

Chapter 21

"I wonder when he's bringing her back."

Takuya glanced over at Satoshi, keeping his mouth shut as the blond man mused to himself. The others had remained quiet for a little while now, though each of them looked sick to their stomachs. The brunette could tell that they were succumbing to the chemicals in their bodies, trying to figure out what they had been pumped with.

Although he wasn't positive, Takuya had an idea of what he had been injected with. His thoughts were a bit of a giveaway, yet he still couldn't pinpoint what type of serum it was exactly. He hoped to figure it out soon enough.

Genji looked like he was the least distressed about the situation, keeping his cool, level-headed composure like he normally did. For that, Takuya hated him even more, if it was possible.

Look at the bastard, he thought bitterly. He doesn't seem to care about anything that's going on. I don't even know if he cares whether or not he'll die. Fucker.

Takuya took a deep breath and closed his eyes, attemping to calm himself down. However, as soon as he did, all he could do was picture Genji in his mind. He saw himself beating the white-haired man senseless, splattering his blood all over the already stained walls. Takuya could almost feel Genji's warm blood splashing all over himself, squirting him in the face and onto his clothes. He felt as though he could feel the red stickiness on his fingers as he choked the man's throat. His heartbeat quickened a bit as he fantasized himself killing Genji over and over again, imagining that he was licking away the blood that sprayed over his face. He could almost taste the coppery flavor of the crimson liquid, pumping him with even more adreneline. Contrary to how he had felt earlier, Takuya seemed much more invigorated and revitalized at that moment.

Kill him.

Takuya sighed, swallowing the lump that had risen to his throat. He opened his chocolate eyes again, only to find Genji staring at him smugly. The brunette surpressed a growl, clenching his hands into fists.

Kill him.

He desperately wanted to at that point in time. Especially if he was planning to do something to Zoe in the near future. Takuya glanced over at the blond, who was sitting with her back against the wall. Her head was tilted up towards the ceiling, though her eyes were shut. She was breathing heavily, and Takuya could see her silky lavender top clinging to her in all the right places. A bead of persperation trickled down her cleavage, disappearing down between her creamy breasts. Takuya swallowed again, feeling the familiar throbbing sensation in his jeans once again. Although he hadn't been affected by any chemicals that would make him lustful, he couldn't help but grow hard looking her. He could tell that her nipples were stiff, for the small peaks were prominant through the thin fabric.

Genji was well aware of that fact as well, as he was looking at the woman with keene interest. His whitish-blue eyes traveled up and down her body greedily, before flashing back into Takuya's direction. He shot the brunette a cruel smirk, clearly indicating that he was, in fact, scheming something. Takuya's jaw tightened and he struggled to keep himself at bay.

Kill him!

The words rang in his head over and over again, commanding him to slaughter Genji. Yet with J.P.'s death still fresh in his mind, he knew that he would have to wait until the right time. Genji was an intelligent bastard, and seemed to have figured out every loophole. No matter where everyone else stood, he was always one step ahead.

But I'll make sure that things change, Takuya thought to himself. I won't let him outsmart us for too much longer. I'll find a way to beat him at his own game in the end...

Kouji had almost completely shut down, refusing to look at anything but the stain on the floor in front of him. The same spot where Kouichi had died.

His left eye was bloodshot, while his other one remained painfully swollen shut. It's funny, he thought flatly with a secretive chuckle. Junichi was right in a way. This black eye was a gift from Kouichi, so I should be grateful for it.

He gingerly reached up and touched it, wincing slightly as a thin smile spread across his face. It throbbed beneath his fingers, giving him an almost nostaligic feeling. It had been the last thing he had ever gotten from Kouichi, and he was pleased to have it.

Kouji looked back over at the puddle of blood, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly. He leaned over and touched the pool with his fingertip, before bringing it back to his mouth. Licking the drop of blood away, he let out a sigh as he closed his good sapphire eye.

Now I guess Kouichi is part of me, he thought delusionally. His blood is in my system, so in a way, part of him will live within me...

Hiroki hadn't spoken in quite awhile, too deep in his despair to murmur even two words. He had never felt so pathetic or helpless in his entire life. Locked up in a room full of strangers wasn't exactly something he had foreseen in his future. He especially hadn't expected to become a science project for some godforsaken madman.

It's called Karma. He ran a hand through his dark short-cropped hair. I deserve it for what I've done... I'm almost hoping to be the next one who dies. Amaya and Jin will be better off without me.

Hiroki glanced over at the camera, then at Genji. He stared at the despised man with confusion and contempt. How could he be so carefree about their situation? Hiroki couldn't understand no matter how hard he tried.

He has to be working for Junichi, he thought to himself. How else would he come off as so calm and collected? Something's not right. He hasn't shown many effects of the serums like the rest of us have. He even has the audacity to try to send us over the edge, just like Junichi is attempting to do. I can tell that he's hiding something. Would any sane person do such a thing? There's no doubt in my mind that those two fuckers are working together. Genji already has his ticket out of here; he's just waiting for the rest of us to die before he gets out of this shithole But if I'm going to die, I'll make sure to take him with me. It's the last worthy thing I could do before I go. Something for redemption...

Unlike Hiroki, whose concentration was fixed on Genji, Sumiyo was doing her best to ignore the white-haired man. She couldn't even glance at the man without feeling a chill down her spine. The woman was too full of pride to admit that was frightened of him, refusing to believe that anyone could make her feel so uneasy. She had dealt with plenty of hardships during her life, along with dozens of cruel, untrustworthy people. Why should a bastard like Genji make her feel so on edge? Sumiyo refused to admit that he did, in fact, make her anxious.

She shuddered and hugged herself, feeling as though her skin was crawling. The man terrified her above anything or anyone else she had ever encountered. With spastic movements, she began to scratch at her forearm. Whatever Junichi injected me with, it's making me itch like hell, she thought with annoyance. I swear, if I break out in hives from this shit, I'll kill him!

The mirror from earlier, along with the small box, were both on the floor beside her. Sumiyo had stopped trying to open the box, but she found herself continually opening the compact mirror to read the tiny inscription in it.

Pretty enough yet?

Each time she read that phrase, she felt her blood heat up with fury. Yet although it enraged her, she read and re-read the same words over and over again in her head.

What does Junichi mean by this? Her violet eyes stared at the small inscription. He gave this to me for a reason, but what? Of course I'm pretty enough. I'm more than pretty enough. So why did he give me this?

Pretty enough yet?

With a huff, she scratched her forearm more vigorously, her skin turning a bit irritated from the repeated assault from her nails. However, she couldn't help that her skin itched so much. No matter how much she scratched, the feeling never went away. Sumiyo shuddered again, feeling an odd sensation for a moment. For a brief second, she felt as though there were tiny bugs crawling beneath her skin. Yet that was the expected sensation when one was filled with such uneasiness. And Genji was the prime cause of her ordeal, and with him so close, her skin never ceased to crawl.

Satoshi stared at the camera, then back at Asame's vacant spot. He continued to look back and forth between them, almost thinking that if he looked longingly at the camera enough, Junichi would 'release' his fiancee. The blond man was still infuriated about the comments Genji had made earlier.

Of course she's still alive, he thought with aggravation. He's a fucking idiot who doesn't know what he's talking about. Delusional bastard...

Yet Satoshi was actually the delusional one, though he truely didn't believe that he was. He was too deep in his own world, refusing to accept anything that he didn't want to.

Satoshi...

He snapped his head back to Asame's empty spot, his gray eyes wide. There was blood splattered all along the area, and her name had been smudged out on the wall like the others'. Satoshi sat there for several long seconds, trying to listen for anything out of the ordinary.

Did I just hear something? he questioned to himself. Nah... It must've just been me. But I could've sworn-

Satoshi.

"Asame?" he quietly rasped aloud. "Asame?"

The voice he had heard belonged to Asame, and he quickly smiled with relief. I knew that she wasn't dead. Junichi didn't kill her, and Genji was wrong about her, too.

Satoshi, her soft voice whispered in his ear. Help me...

Where are you? He crawled closer to bloody spot, coating his hands in the thickening liquid. Asame, where are you? Where are you being kept?

There was a brief pause before he heard Asame's answer. He's keeping me in another room. You were right all along. He hasn't killed me, but he's trying to drive you insane by telling you that he did.

Satoshi's eyes narrowed with contempt. I fucking knew it. He told me that he killed you, but I never believed that bastard for even a second.

Help me, she murmured fearfully. I'm scared... Please help me.

I will, he replied to her non-existent words. As soon as I get the chance, I'll help you. I just need to think of a plan first.

Thank you. I knew I could count on you. Satoshi could almost feel Asame's soft, pink lips brushing up against his own lips. I love you...

He smiled. I love you, too. Give me a bit of time and I promise I'll find a way to get you back.

Although she didn't say anything in return, in Satoshi's mind, she was smiling with relief, grateful that she would be reunited with him soon. Satoshi sat back against his own spot in front of the wall, ignoring the sticky blood on his hands. He was smirking, feeling more confident in himself now that he had 'spoken' to her.

I'll get you out, he thought. I promise that I will, Asame...

Zoe slowly opened her eyes, staring at the dim lights overhead. Her body was feeling hot, and she was well aware of what type of chemical she had been injected with. Her hardened nipples had clued her in, and she found herself glancing over at Takuya. The brunette had been looking at her, but quickly tore his gaze away, his face slightly red.

Zoe sat up straighter, her emerald eyes locked on him. Her heart was pounding rapidly, and she felt another bead of persperation drip leisurely down her smooth skin. She almost crawled over to him, but restrained hesitated for a moment.

What are you doing? That cruel voice from earlier was back. Are you crazy?

The blond smirked. Maybe I am. I can't stop staring at him...

It's obvious that the bastard in the other room pumped you with some shit to make you horny. The same shit that Takuya had been injected with awhile ago. Remember how you pushed him away?

I don't care. Zoe's eyes traveled up and down Takuya's body, wondering how his tanned muscles felt underneath his clothing. I really don't care...

He'll probably push you away since you did it to him, the voice incredulously pointed out. Do you honestly think he'll accept your advances?

Maybe he will, and maybe he won't. But there's only one way to find out. She let out a pent-up sigh, getting up the nerve to approach him.

You're making a mistake! He'll reject you and make you feel like a complete idiot. He's already made you feel foolish once, so don't let him do it again. Besides, he's got a girlfriend, so there's no way he'll allow you to screw him. You're a moron if you're going to go through with it.

At this point, I don't care, she thought. Let me be an oblivious moron in that case.

Just as Zoe was about to crawl over to Takuya, she was suddenly grabbed from behind and forcefully yanked backward. Takuya, who had been staring at the floor with mild embarrassment, quickly snapped his head up as the blond let out a surprised cry.

"Zoe!" he exclaimed as Genji dragged her away.

"Let me go!" Zoe struggled in his grip, trying to break free. "Dammit, let go!"

Takuya tried to reach her, only for his chain to restrain him. He yanked at it feverishly, cursing as Genji tightened his hold on Zoe, continuing to drag her back to his spot with him.

Zoe elbowed him in the face, causing him to release her for a moment. She tried to crawl back to Takuya, extending her arm to reach him. Takuya grabbed onto her hand to pull her, but she was torn out of his grasp as Genji lunged forward and caught hold of her. The white-haired man dragged her away from Takuya with a sadistic smile. Zoe screamed, blood staining her clothes as she was pulled.

"Takuya!" she cried out.

Genji then rolled her onto her back, lowering his face to her neck. He nipped at the skin, leaving small indentations. Zoe writhed beneath him, trying her best to push him off.

"Let go of her!" Takuya yelled, frantically tugging at his chain as hard as he could.

Other than him, the only person who seemed remotely concerned was Hiroki. Satoshi and Sumiyo looked as though they were too deep in thought to realize what was going on. Even Kouji was too consumed in his own world, as he was rocking slightly, a thin half-smile on his face as he gazed at the puddle of blood his twin had left.

Genji reached around and unclasped Zoe's halter, allowing him pull the top down. He fumbled with her white, lacy bra, trying to pull it away from her breasts.

"Come on, you should be enjoying this," he whispered huskily. "I can tell that you're in heat, so why don't you just lie there and enjoy it."

"I don't want you to touch me!" Zoe wrenched one of her hands out of his grip, managing to punch him below his right eye.

Genji glared down at her, infuriated, then smacked her across the face. "You fucking bitch!"

"Zoe!" Takuya's chain suddenly loosened, and he rushed over to her as fast as he could.

He tackled Genji, slamming him into the wall. Before he knew it, he was driving his fists into the man's face over and over again. With a sob, Zoe crawled away from Genji, grabbing onto Takuya's shirt and trying to tug him away from the other man.

Takuya ignored her, pummelling into Genji until he felt blood squirt onto his face. Yet he didn't stop there. He heard a loud crunching sound, followed by the splash of another gush of blood onto him. Genji grunted, his eerie eyes burning into Takuya as he finally began to block the blows. He then countered with his own punch, knocking the brunette away.

"Takuya, stop," Zoe pleaded, hugging him from behind. "Let's just get away from him."

Genji chuckled, wiping a smear of blood away from his nose. "Yeah, why don't you just get away from me before I hurt you. Or Zoe for that matter."

Takuya shook with rage, his jaw tightened. "Why, you fucking-"

However, before he could lunge at the bastard again, Zoe tightened her hold on him. "No, stop!"

He glanced over his shoulder at her. "But he-"

"It's okay," she whispered. "Just stop this, Takuya. Please."

With a disgruntled mutter, Takuya went back over to his designated spot with Zoe, hatefully glaring at Genji as he did so. The white-haired man had blood running from his split lip and both nostrils, yet he didn't seem to be too bothered by his injuries. However, his nose was beginning to swell, and although Takuya hadn't broken it, it was noticably starting to bruise. A small shiner was forming under his eye, as Zoe's hit hadn't been powerful enough to blacken it.

Upon reaching their spots, Takuya looked at Zoe with concern on his face. "Are you okay?"

The blond nodded, though she was trembling slightly. There were scarlett stains all over her top, which was still pulled down. A few drops of blood had splashed onto her bra as well. Takuya hesitated for a moment, then got on his knees and pulled her into his embrace.

"It's okay now," he whispered, his breath warm against her ear. "He can't hurt you anymore."

"Oh, the irony," Genji teased, his voice a bit different due to his swelling nose. "And here I thought Zoe might favor me over you, even though you're the one who fucked her over."

Zoe flashed him an appalled look. "Just because you gave me the idea of going though Takuya's phone, it doesn't mean that I like you. I still despise you, if anything."

The man feigned a hurt expression. "Aw, and here I thought that we could become buddies. My mistake. But keep in mind that even though I may have tried to rape you, I'm not the first one to do it, am I?"

"Shut up," Takuya hissed. "It wasn't my fault and she stopped me before I did end up raping her. In your case, I had to come over and knock you away from her, so don't try to act as though you're better than me."

Genji merely chuckled, wiping away more blood as it dribbled from his face. Takuya looked back at Zoe with worry, brushing some hair out of her face.

"You alright?" he asked quietly.

Zoe nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine."

With shaky hands, Takuya began to pull her halter top up to conceal her chest, feeling his face heat up. Yet before he could get very far, Zoe stopped him by putting her hands over his. Her skin felt soft and warm against his, and Takuya could feel his heartbeat quicken even more Under his hands, he could feel that hers had sped up drastically as well. The blond was staring into his chocolate eyes, her pink lips slightly parted.

"Z-Zoe..." Takuya was at a loss for words as she gazed at him.

"I don't care what you did to me," she told him.

Takuya gaped at her. "W-What do you mean? I completely backstabbed you and-"

Zoe cut him off as she leaned forward and pressed her lips up against his. The dark-haired man's eyes widened with shock, and he felt her nip playfully at his lower lip.

"I don't care," she murmured, traveling down to his neck where she kissed that as well. "I don't care about anything anymore."

She pressed herself up against him, straddling his lap. Her nipples were visible through the thin layer of lace, poking gently at Takuya's clothed chest. Zoe's breathing grew more shallow, and she reached around to unclasp her bra. It fell away from her breasts a moment later, causing Takuya to immediately grow hard.

"I'm sorry for pushing you away earlier," she continued. "It wasn's fair of me to do that to you when you really needed it..."

Takuya gasped as she nuzzled his neck, nibbling at his throat. "I-It's okay... I...Oh, God.."

Zoe grinded up against him, and Takuya could feel how warm she was through her jeans. He himself was beginning to throb, and upon glancing down, he could see that the crotch of his pants were already growing slightly damp with pre-cum.

"I shouldn't have pushed you away," Zoe repeated, moving his hands so that they were touching her bare breasts. "I'm so sorry..."

Genji watched with amusement, glancing around the room to see that the other four were oblivious to what was going on in front of them. He rolled his eyes, continuing to mop at the flowing blood with his sleeves.

Takuya couldn't help himself as he ran his fingers over Zoe's mounds, relishing the way they felt under his touch. Zoe moaned softly, running her fingers through his hair as she leaned over to kiss his lips again. She pushed him down onto his back, snaking her tongue into his mouth. Takuya allowed her access and reciprocated with his own passionate kiss. Lying on top of him, Zoe cupped his face in her hands, deepening the kiss lustfully. She could feel him pulsating against her, and after a moment, she moved down his body.

Slowly, the blond made her way down, kissing Takuya's chest, then his stomach, and finally reaching the top of his khaki pants. She unbuttoned them and pulled the zipper down, slipping her hand inside.

Takuya sat up a bit, frozen in his spot as Zoe took hold of his member. His mind was racing as she freed it from his boxers, tensing as she engulfed him in her mouth.

"Oh...fuck..." Takuya fidgeted as she moved her head up and down, sucking on his hardness as she did so.

Her tongue ran over the tip of it, licking away the moisture that had formed. Zoe began to massage his balls in her other hand, licking his throbbing shaft at the same time. Takuya grunted softly, unconsciously bringing his hands to Zoe's head, where his fingers entwined with her silky hair.

"Shit," he whispered, barely audible.

Zoe closed her eyes in ecstasy, continuing to move her head up and down on his cock. She gave his balls a sqeeze, feeling him tighten his grip on her hair. For all she knew, Takuya could've been picturing Miharu in his head while she pleasured him. However, Zoe didn't care anymore at that point. Instead, she kept up her momentum, going far enough to take his entire length down her throat.

Genji watched with interest, hiding the fact that he was irritated by the spectacle. Of course, I get stuck with Sumiyo, he thought indignantly. I could've been banging her if Junichi hadn't been a prick and loosened that bastard's chain. Asshole. Yet a thin smirk appeared on his face. Then again, this game is far from over. I still have a chance to get to Zoe if I really put my mind to it.

Contrary to what the others thought, he wasn't planning to rape her just for the sole act of sex. His objective was much bigger than a simple rape. If he prevailed, not only would he send Zoe over the edge, but Takuya as well. Take out two birds with one stone. Just the way he liked it.

"Z-Zoe," Takuya moaned huskily, feeling himself growing closer to climaxing.

The blond took his member out of her mouth and began to pump it with her hand. Takuya's breathing sped up and his chestnut hair grew damp with persperation. Unable to resist, he pulled Zoe in for a kiss, tasting hints of his fluids on her lips. Seconds later, he groaned and clenched his hands into fists as he let go of her hair. Zoe immediately put his cock back in her mouth, feeling him explode as soon as she did.

Takuya shuddered as he emptied himself, vaguely aware that the woman was sucking down every last drop of his seed. "Fuck..."

Zoe greedily swallowed what he spurted out, finally moving away from him once he had finished. She gave his manhood a lick to make sure she had gotten it all, then wearily leaned back against the wall. Her heart was pounding, and although she was still aroused, she was rather exhausted by what she had just done. With a sigh, she reached over to put her bra back on.

I'm always tired, she thought solemnly. But I'm satisfied...for now...

Takuya numbly put his now-limp member away, zipping and buttoning his pants up a moment later. He stared at Zoe, who was now clumsily trying to pull her halter back up. The brunette reached over to assist her, his hand accidentally brushing up against her chest. Zoe seemed not to notice in her daze, however, and allowed him to help her. Takuya hurriedly clasped the hook at the back of her neck, right below her metal collar.

As soon as he was finished, Zoe mumbled a 'thank you' and moved back to her own spot. Takuya couldn't tell whether or not she was ashamed of her actions, yet he didn't care. He gazed longingly at her, and almost crawled over to join her. However, he stopped himself before he could.

Give her time. She's dealing with everything that's going on, so let her rest.

Genji was still gazing at the blond, a snide half-smile on his face. Takuya wanted to just go over and wipe the bastard's face into the floor. Yet with Zoe between the two of them, she risked getting caught in the middle.

Just a little longer, he thought as he glared at Genji with sheer hatred. Wait until the right time and when it comes, put him out of his misery once and for all. Not just for your sake, but everyone else's. Especially Zoe's.

Yeah, I thought that it was about time Takuya and Zoe had some lovin' between them. Sure, they didn't go all the way, but you never know what could happen in the upcoming chapters.

Takuya: Aw, come on! We didn't even have sex!

Me: Not too much at once, you idiot. Get over yourself.

Takuya: Will there be more...you know...messing around with me and Zoe?

Me: Anyway, I hope everyone enjoyed the chapter and I'll have the next one out as soon as I can.

Takuya: Hey! You didn't answer my question! Don't ignore me!