Creator's Note:

I am more than happy to spoil you all: wishes, request, demands; the whole nine. It brings creator nothing but joy to fulfill the needs of others. *Bows* No matter how needy, or sadistic or cruel; I am at your mercy.

From Audience to Performer. *Displays keyboard* I thank you for your comments and support.

P.S I realized my dumb ass didn't finish part of it, so I figured I pull the story so I could fill in the gaps and spell check again. *Bows* Sorry.

Therefore, Karma

"Do you like Bondage, Tsukasa?"

Was it fate?

"Maybe I was meant to be alone," I thought to myself. I had cried so much; how long have I been on the floor for? It seemed like forever, the hallway is so silent, so empty.

"Awe, where'd Amane go?" Tsukasa asked appearing out of the blue. I ignored him, sitting on the floor like a broken doll. Tsukasa bent over to look at me with big curious eyes."

"Hmmm, Yashiro, your eyes are all puffy, have you been out here crying all day?" he asked pulling me up on my feet. "Don't," I muttered. "Don't touch me," I stated plainly.

"Hmmm? What was that?" he asked in disbelief. I looked at Tsukasa with the same, dark gloomy eyes I had always feared so much. "I said don't fucking touch me!" I hissed pulling my arm away. SLAP. I yipped as he hit me closed handed.

Did I deserve it? To taste the metallic flavor of blood in my mouth from my busted lip. "You, Yashiro, are nothing," he smiled shoving me against the wall.

"Are you done yet?" I huffed cocking my head in irritation. I don't think I've ever seen him frown like that. Was that a face of displeasure? I gasped as he back handed me, hitting me across the face so hard, the force threw me to the ground.

I panted, wiping the blood from my mouth. "Haaa, now why did you make me do that; Yashiro?" He sighed picking me up and shoving me up against the wall, making me gasp for air.

"I was in such a good mood, and now you've made me very angry," He growled as I shrugged my head in humiliation. I couldn't care less. I wasn't scared or sad. But why? Was its adrenaline or bravery?

Did I deserve it? This pain in my heart as he pushed my chest so violently, I could feel my delicate skin bruise. "It's only fair you make me feel better, you've been so mean to me lately," He teased ripping my shirt open, exposing my breast as he tore off my bra with ease. I flinched.

Yashiro: "Leave me alone, I don't want to be near you,"

Tsukasa: "Awe, but you were enjoying my company not to long ago. What's changed?"

Yashiro: "What do you thinks changed? You turned Hanako against me and now he won't even see me anymore! You made me say those things, you side it If I didn't tell you I loved you, you'd tell everyone I killed Sakura!"

Tsukasa: "I only made you say what you were feeling, and if you don't want to be blackmailed; don't do anything that can get you blackmailed,"

Yashiro: "Just leave me alone, I hate you Tsukasa! I never want to see you, ever again!"

Tsukasa: "You love me!"

Yashiro: "I love the idea of being loved, Tsukasa- it has nothing to do with you!

He could see it, a look that scared him more then again- the eyes of someone who was no longer feared him. The eyes of someone who could look down on him, and destroy him. "You're wrong, it's not me whose nothing- it's you," I huffed bravely.

In only a flash, he took me by the back of the head, slamming it down into the hard floor. With so much brut force I blackout out when my head made contact- I don't even remember how long I was out for.

This is karma.

What was it that finally woke me up? The sound of something wet spilling. The tight scratching pain that made me arms and feet ache. Or the smell of something bitter- it so strong I can always taste it.

I felt myself gag, opening my eyes as I struggled to breathe through my nose. "Awe, Yashiro, you're awake," Tsukasa said with glee. My hands. I struggled to move them but they were bound with rope. "Don't bother, you'll just cut your wrist if you try to wiggle out. Then again, you could also kill yourself if you really don't want it," he laughed.

I blushed, realizing his cock was deep in my throat; gasping for air as he pumped it in an out. "Aaawe, yeah- there we go," he groaned cumming into my mouth. I closed my eyes feeling him fill my mouth as he slammed himself down my sore throat.

Tsukasa panted, chuckling as he pulled it out; "Awe, that was nice," he sighed watching his thick load run down my mouth."How cute, you had no choice but to swallow- but I guess that's better then chocking," he exclaimed as I coughed.

"T-Tsukasa, untie me," I coughed as he rolled me onto my back. I felt embarrassed, I felt exposed. I tried kicking but my ankles too, but they were tightly bound with heavy; thick rope which cut into my skin.

"No, I think It'd rather have my fun, you've been so naughty lately; Yashiro. How should I punish you for defying me?" he asked moving so he were in between my legs.

I hesitated for a moment, I don't want to cry- that's exactly what he wants. I shrugged my head, "Awe, I'm talking to you, Yashiro," He complained flicking y tender nipple. I flinched at the pain, but remained silent. Tsukasa smiled.

"I see, you're giving me the silent treatment. But you know, I don't like being ignored," pouted bending over. "Awe, should I make you scream then?" he smirked. I closed my eyes tight, humming at the pain of his teeth bit my nipple.

Is this Karma?

Tsukasa biting my breast, teething on my soft nipples; leaving trails of bloody bite marks as he tormented me. "Haaaa, doesn't this hurt? If I bite you any harder, you'll scar for sure," he panted lustfully.

I bit my lips harder, "Haaa, you're brave," Tsukasa smiled lapping his tongue on my skin to collect the blood covering my chest.

Tsukasa grew hungry.

Rubbing his fingers up my thighs, kissing the skin as he did so. "You're so curvy, Yashiro; back here is plum too," Tsukasa teased fondling my ass. Don't scream, don't give him the satisfaction.

I bit my lip as his made their way to my opening, his breathing heavy with lust as he eagerly ate me out without working up to it first. He wanted me to feel good, so that I could feel bad later.

Tsukasa knew that being with him meant that It'd be insulting Hanako even more; and he wanted the wedge between us. I hate him. Blushing our eyes met, he smiled; opening his mouth wide as he dug it in deep.

I don't want to feel good.

Closing my eyes as I looked away, Tsukasa hummed in pleasure; his fingers pulling and tugging my nipples. I bit my lip as my body tensed up, letting out a small yip as I came. "Haaaaaa, good," he groaned digging his face deeper between my legs as he feasted.

I didn't want to cum, not with him.

My body shivered and jolted as he sucked on my clit, wrapping his arms around my thighs. I laid my head back; I just want this to end already. "You taste weird, maybe we did it too much already today- ah- maybe you taste like Amane! Did you let him cum inside yesterday?" he asked curiously with excitement.

I ignored him as he sat up, "Hmmm, but it doesn't taste like lemons…" he questioned deep in thought. "Oh- right! I'm supposed to be punishing you!" he gasped quickly rolling me over. "Ow!" I cried as he slapped my opening. "Haaa, that look like it hurt, should I do it again?" he smiled.

My eyes opened as he yanked my hair. It's my reflection. My disheveled look, my face bruised and eye swollen; dried blood stained across my cream skin from the gash on my forehead.

Is this Karma?

"I wanted you to see what you look like when we do it." He smiled rubbing the head of his cock against my asshole. "What do you see when you look at your reflection?" Tsukasa asked curiously.

"Tsukasa's girlfriend? Or maybe Amane's. Do you see someone pretty or ugly- or maybe, you see a whore?" He teased tugging rope which binded my wrist together. Making them sting painfully as the rope dug deeper in my skin. Pain, that's what I see.

It hurts.

Losing my breath as he shoved himself inside my already healing asshole, "Maybe you see what I see- nothing," he smiled before fucking me. It hurts, and I can see it on my face.

Is that Karma?

"Haaa, awe. I'm I being too rough, Yashiro? You're bleeding back here," he admired smacking my ass playfully as red liquid ran down my thighs as they slapped together.

"See, was that so bad?" He whispered stroking my hair. I stared blanking at my reflection. Did I always look so dead? The dark nothingness in my eyes which didn't look like sadness nor did it cry hate.

I want to go to my happy place, with you; Hanako-san. I closed my eyes, feeling the sting of him pumping in and out of my, the throbbing of my head as he pushed down on it.

I want to go somewhere higher than any rainbow and over the moon- somewhere in the stars where we can live the universe. Forever, and never ending; with you; Hanako.

"Hmmm, that's right; loosin up for me Nene- that's a good girl," he groaned slipping his hand under my breast to fondle my nipple. I want to so somewhere far, far away; where it's just Hanako and I.

It's like a lullaby, him and I.

Brief, but beautiful. "Aah, I can feel it, your acting like this is terrible but your body is cumming," Tsukasa teased fucking me harder. It's because I'm thinking of him. "Hmmm, m-me too; I'm cumming," he grunting bashing himself into me as he filled me with cum.

I wish it were you, Hanako-san.

The ringing of pain throughout my body filled every nerve as I came back to my senses. But I don't deserve you. Tsukasa let out a pleasured grunt as he finished, kissing my shoulders as cum ran down my legs.

I came too, but never felt any bit of pleasure, as if it were just another motion my body made- as natural and quick as coughing or sneezing.

But the after math was horrible, If it weren't for my body bound and tied and thrown onto the table; my legs would have given out.

Tsukasa brushed my bangs from my face as I lay lifeless. "You see what I see now, don't you?" He asked with a grin. "Nothing," I whispered. Tsukasa chuckled, slapping my ass before turning around to retrieve his clothing. He's right, I am nothing.

This must be karma, for breaking his heart.

Tsukasa leaving me on the floor, naked and tied up as it grew cold. Or maybe it was karma for killing her. Sakura appearing from the shadows.

With my eyes still on the floor, she bent down to glare at me in disgust. Sighing pitifully as her hands cupped her cheeks.

Sakura: "Aren't you tired, Yashiro?"

Yashiro: "…"

Sakura: "Are you waiting for someone to save you?"

Yashiro: "…"

Sakura: "It's ironic, Yashiro… Everything you did, dating Tsukasa, killing me; sleeping with Hanako and then Tsukasa again. It was because you were afraid that if you didn't, you'd be alone."

Yashiro: "…"

Sakura: "But here you are, with no one." *Strokes the side of her cheek* "Maybe you should find some way you become a useful part of society- like if you crawled under a rock and died,"

Yashiro: *Tears up*

Sakura: *Smiled happily* "Yes, I think daikon's make good fertilizers,"

I looked up and she disappeared, only the echoes of her cruel laughter surrounded. "Do you want me to make it stop, the laughing? I don't mind, you just have to say please," Tsukasa called curiously. He stopped as he looked at my face, his eyes opening wide.

"Awe, it looks like no one's home- did you die, Yashiro?" he asked bending over to inspect me closer. "YASHIRO!" Kou yelled kicking the door in. Is someone calling me? It sounds like static.

I looked up. "What are they saying?" I thought gazing blindly at their bodies. Watching them gather, my eyes opened wide.

Kou impaling Tsukasa through the shoulder with a sword. The dark-haired demon only smiled, admiring the black blood which gushed from his arm. "Haaaaa, that's cute, was that suppose to do something?" He asked pulling it out and pushing Kou across the room.

Teru smiled, pulling a box out from a black bag; "No, but this will," he smiled opening it. A bright, red flash filled the room.

This, is Karma.

Tsukasa could feel it, and so could Amane from the 7th. Watching as his seal on his check decayed, he knew something very wrong had happened to his twin. "Tsukasa!" he thought.

Even though he was angry with him, there was always a part of Amane in which couldn't let him go; there was always a part of him that would love Tsukasa unconditionally. And as he flew into the classroom with eager, endless worry.

It wasn't the surprise of seeing Teru who hadn't attended the school in several years, nor the bruised and beaten Yashiro that caught his eye, but the lifeless, bleeding Tsukasa who lay motionless on the floor. "Tsukasa!" he yelled shoving Teru out of the way.

"Tsukasa, talk to me, please!" he cried.

Nothing. Amane began to sweat, pulling his twin into his arms, hurt? Injured? Dead? No- Amane's eyes opened wide; "Human," he whispered in shock.

Yes, karma wasn't after you, Yashiro. It was Tsukasa it wanted, and with the trail of suffering he had left behind- his punishment was far from over.

Creator's Note:

*Light bulb goes off in head* "I've got an idea! That is, if you wouldn't mind me making this fanfiction a little longer?

Thanks for reading, next chapter, "Therefore 'Friend-Ship'" *Laughs in hidden*