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I could feel his rank breath on my neck as I struggled to wriggle out of his grasp. He slapped me roughly across my face. I reeled backward, feeling a thin stream of blood flowing from where his fingernail slashed my pale skin.
"What now, bithc? You tried to take this, didn't you?" He held up a piece of meat, almost stale and gathering dirt from his grubby fingers. I hadn't eaten for a week now
I growled, and gathered my bit of strength and threw my weight on him. He cursed. "Well, you tried to take something from me, so now I will take something from you!" he threw me roughly to the damp ground. My grey eyes widened as I grasped the full meaning of his words. I struggled blindly, determined this wasn't going to happen.
He slammed his fist onto my collar bone. I could feel the bone crack and snap because of the pressure. I felt the mass tear through my skin in an agonizing slow motion. I screamed in pain. It hurt like all hell.
He laughed and licked his lips. I looked at his empty eyes through oceans of cold tears. I grit my teeth, as he struggled to unzip his pants. I used my undamaged hand, and something happened. In all my rage, my hand started to glow an almost holy light. I could feel the power surge through my broken body and mind. It poured from my ravaged soul, and formed into this light, this weapon I didn't know I had.
His face was uglier now than before. I threw the blindingly hot ball at him, and as his flesh started to burn, I pushed his fat body off of mine. The alleyway filled with the smell of burnt flesh. I didn't look back as I ran, totally drained into the night.
The blood was pouring off my shoulder and numerous scratches on my body like a waterfall. I cried tears of anguish and hopelessness. After all that, I was sure I was going to die.

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I awoke sweating, the horrible memories washing over my mind, consuming it like a mass fire. Ragged breaths heaved from out of my chest. I looked around quickly, still not sure if I was awake. I was alive…thanks to Grasshopper.
I grit my teeth in anger. This should have never even came close to happening. I just wasn't strong enough to defend myself. I stumbled blindly across the grove, my home. My eyes weren't that well in the dark. Food…I need food. When was the last I had aten? I don't remember.
The ground floated and swirled away from me as I walked…somewhere. Why was the freakin ground moving so much? I grasped my head, fighting a new wave of dizziness. Unconsciously, I found myself in front of a cave. I know this is Grasshopper's cave, somewhere in the depth of my mind, just I choose not to acknowledge it at my current state.
It was so cold. The fillings in my teeth throbbed as I searched for warmth. I closed my eyes, and felt with my mind. I don't know how I can do this, I just know every time I need something with all my soul, a strange power takes over my body. I shiver at the memory of the rapist, I am not sure if it is because of the cold or the repulsiveness.
My feet drag as my head slips into the clouds, I am not sure I can deal with the throbbing pain. I find my destination, and slump into warm, muscled arms. I seem to be doing that sort of thing a lot lately.



I was sitting in the dark shadows of my cave, watching the pale glow of the night moon through the opening, and licking up the harsh blasts of bitterly cold air. I wasn't watching the moon because it was pretty (although kami kept on trying to say it was, from wherever he lies within me.) I was watching it because I was wondering. How in the bloody HFIL does that damnn thing keep coming back? I mean come on…
I was ready to sit and dwell on it for a couple of hours, when the distinct sound of scratchy footsteps came into my range of hearing. Actually it kind of sounded like a semi truck, so I knew it was only one person, Kuro. Her. When I am not sitting and wondering about how mass planets happen to reappear after I blast them several times, I usually find myself thinking about her. About her bitchy mouth and how her little body moves in the most catlike dark ways- perhaps her namesake fits better than I thought.
I watched her for a moment, trying to push down a small feeling of excitement that came with her coming here. Whatever. It is probably just because I live like Muten Roshi, alone. Oh yeah, I don't have gay little pigs running around to pleasure myself with. Almost forgot about that one.
I noticed abruptly, her catlike stance was all wrong. She dragged her pale legs, and swayed a little. A feeling of dread washed over me. What in oolong's panties happened now?
She seemed to seek me out, amidst the darkness, which was freakish because as she got closer, I noticed her eyes were closed. Think about a satanic-like Mr. Popo following you with his/her eyes closed. Mmmhmm, that is what I thought.
She stopped, right in front of me, and slumped into my arms. Out of pure instinct, I managed to grab her carefully before she smacked the ground. What, are you waiting for me to put it nicely or something?
I really hadn't examined her close up before. I could still feel the small but confident rise of her chest. Bony ribs. I took in her slight figure, the pale skin, and wondered why I hadn't put it together before. For whatever reason, she wasn't eating right. I also noticed the new gashes on her arms and legs, and the thin spider-like scratches from running through thorns.
Food. She needed food. Goku. Wherever Goku is, food is there also. Mostly in mass quantities. I hopped off into the bitter cold, wrapping the cloak around the both of us. (You see, I have this cool ability of controlling the movement of my cape. Like, when it moves without wind. Kind of makes you wonder what I could do to YOUR clothes, huh?) I hope Goku can spare a chicken leg.


MWA HA HA! Yeppers, next chapter right here. It is short, I know. Quit complaining. I will write more on spring break, but I will probably get more out before next week. Heh heh heh! bE NICE AND REVIEW, and i will see what I can do, ^_~ TA TA!
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