Hello all! So, these next parts are... sad. I hope you enjoy them... or, not in this case, since it is sad... yeah.
EVERYONE should read the lemon of Kyoya and Kim that Aurora-16 did. It's MAGNIFICENT! It's called Stubborn Love! :D
Also, I'm trying to crank these out faster, so I'm sorry if it is taking a while. Please forgive me.
I disclaim.
(Also, has anyone else but me fallen in love with the new Korean Vocaloid SeeU?)
Kim loves horror movies. She loves the feeling of knowing nothing can hurt you and still get frightened by the gore and murders on the screen. The way her heart races after seeing flicks like The Ring and others like it.
This, however, was real. The real fear that can turn her blood cold in a matter of seconds. There was no other feeling the world Kim hated more that true, genuine fear.
She couldn't see anything at all. Her eyes were covered by something thick and tied around her head. She can tell she was in the back of a moving car and it was speeding down a road. The only thing she could smell was the stench of alcohol. It burned her house and was strong enough to make her eyes water. Her hands we're tied behind her back with rope which started to cut into her skin.
If there was ever a time to pray, this was it. But Kim couldn't bring herself to do so. Fear turned her mind into a frantic, chaotic mess. She couldn't function, it was hard to breathe and keep her mind focused on anything. However, her basic instincts kicked, in, especially the one for survival.
The car stopped suddenly, Kim hears the doors open up front and slam shut fast. The door to her left opens and she was dragged out by her hair. It hurt her, but she just bit her lip and ignored the pain. By now, she was good at ignoring pain.
A door opens and shuts as whoever the person is leads her down the long hallway. They turned left and right so many times, Kim couldn't count. Left, right, left, left, right, left, right, right… wasn't it? It all seemed like a labyrinth to her.
The person taking her stopped at a door, it takes the person a few minutes, but the door was finally unlocked and the latch on the outside undone. The second they enter, she's thrown down onto the cement floor. Her breath hitched, but still speaking. The person begins to untie her blindfold.
"Been a long time Kim," A voice says in her ear. Her heart stops as she keeps her eyes shut, not wanting to accept what has happened.
"Do you realize the kind of trouble you've gotten me in back home," He asks, giving her a kiss on the cheek. She flinches away from him.
"Open your eyes," He says.
She still keeps them closed.
"Open them," He says, "Or I'll kill your lover boy. What his name… Ootori?"
Her lip trembles as she opens them and looks directly into the face of Evan. His ice blue eyes are just as cold as the last time she's seen him.
"Good girl," He says, "How, you better keep looking at me, or I'll make sure Ootori never sees the light of day again."
The club closed for the day and Kyoya looks at his watch. Kim promised she'd be here for the club today.
"Where is she," Honey asks, looking over at the Vice President.
"I'm not sure," He says, taking out his phone and calling her. "Straight to voice mail."
"She could be home," Haruhi says, "Perhaps we should see her?"
"Pipe down," Hikaru says, "Watching t.v!"
"You two devils! A member of our family is missing," Tamaki screeches.
"We're just watching the news," Kaoru says.
"You two should take this more seriously," Tamaki says as Kyoya glances over at the t.v.
"Shut up," He tells them, looking at the screen.
"Last night, there was a spotting of a kidnapping and it seems that no one can find the girl who was taken," The news anchor says, "You two saw this happen, correct?"
The woman nods, "My husband and I did."
"Can you describe the girl?"
"She was rather small," the man says, "Shorts, glitter heels… and a t-shirt with one of those 'my little ponies' on it."
"She had hair out of this world too," The woman says, "About… four or five different colors."
Kyoya stared at the t.v., his blood running cold. He pulls out his phone and starts to try and track her down immediately.
Honey cries, "She's going to be ok, right?"
Mori nods. The twins look down. No members of the club expected this. The normally happy bunch were all cared for the life of a person they considered family.
"An hour? A day? A week? How long have I been here," Kim wonders to herself. She's been offered food, but she didn't eat. She no longer felt fear. She felt no emotion for the moment. She wondered if this is where she'll live her entire life. If she'll die here.
Water drips from the ceiling, Kim just puts her hand so she can catch the drops. Her turns to look at it, but the pain told her not to move. The bite mark was still bloody and bruising a bit.
Her mind wanders to the hosts, to Kyoya. For the first time in her life, she doesn't believe he'd be able to find her. She can't feel optimistic about it. She just has to accept that this is her fate and this is how it'll be. Being Evan's slut, living in a room with only a mattress, and being tortured by her father. Her stomach rumbles with hunger, but she just ignores it. She feels empty, like there was no soul left in her body.
Like there's nothing to live for anymore.
The door opens, creaking. Kim doesn't even lift her head to see who it is. Evan pulls her up, the water that dropped in her hand dripping down her fingers onto the floor.
"Good," He says, "You're not fighting back."
He kisses her lips, but it doesn't feel the same. There wasn't love in them. Just lust and hunger for more. Kim closes her eyes and imagines she's in another world as she does what he wants with her. It's easier to deal with it that way.
It seemed like days before he left. Kim covered herself with the blanket. If she could feel anything, she'd feel disgusted and violated. But 'feeling' left her long ago.
Kyoya's hands are in his hair as he tries to think of what to do. He can't find her. He can't find her father. He can't help her. He can't.
Never before has it hurt so much that he can't do something. He takes off his glasses, pinching the bridge of his nose. He fights so hard to not just break down. Breaking down won't help her right now. He has to stay strong. For the club, so they stay strong as well, and for her, to find her.
Never before has it been harder for him to be strong.
Her father is looking at her with a wicked grin. A serrated knife in his right hand as he looks at her with those devil eyes.
"Do whatever you want," Kim says, her voice void of all emotion. "I don't care anymore."
"Given up, have we," He asks, his grin widening. "It won't be nearly as fun anymore," He says, "I like to hear you scream."
She says nothing as he drags the blade horizontally down her lower arm. She just stares at his eyes, not flinching t all.
"Your mother screamed too," He says.
Kims eyes widen, "She… she killed herself."
"No," He says, "That's what you made yourself believe. Truth is, I did exactly what I did to her, to you. Her screams were amazing. They echoed though these very halls, it's like ecstasy."
"You're a monster," Kim says.
He grins, moving so his face is right in front of hers, "And damn proud."