Michiru still tried to make Haruka talk when the doctor arrived. He entered the room, followed by Hotaru, and walked over to the bed. "Doctor, I'm so glad that…" No one noticed the jerking-up of Harukas head at the word doctor, but before Michiru could finish her sentence, the blonde screamed: "No! Get out!" Michiru, Hotaru and the doctor flinched, and Michiru quickly turned back to Haruka. "Haruka, calm down! He's here to help you!" The doctor approached the bed, and with every step he took, Haruka started to shake more. "Shht." Michiru whispered, trying to calm her down. "Shht, it's okay." The doctor reached out, but before he could touch Haruka, the blonde screamed again, clutching to the shocked Michiru with all her might. "No! Don't touch me!" The doctor frowned and said: "She's totally paranoid. We should set her to sleep." While he talked, he pulled a syringe filled with tranquilizer from his pocket. Harukas eyes fell on the syringe, and her shaking increased. "No! Don't get near me!" The doctor grabbed her arm and wanted to ram the syringe into her flesh, when Michiru yelled: "Stop that! Can't you see that she doesn't want your drugs?" "Make him leave." Haruka sobbed while clutching on Michiru so hard that it almost hurt. "Please, make him go…" "Shhht." Michiru whispered into her trembling love's ears. "Calm down. I'll send him away, okay?" Haruka nodded, and Michiru begged the doctor to leave. "Please, just go." She said when the doctor wanted to controvert, and finally the man gave in. "Okay, I'll leave. Call me again when your friend wants to see me." He sighed, shook Michirus hand and left. Haruka, however, still clutched to Michiru, crying so hard that her whole body shook. "Haruka, what happened to you?" Michiru asked softly, but she didn't receive an answer. Instead, Haruka begged: "Hold me, please…" Michiru nodded and held Haruka tight until the feverish blonde fell asleep. It was the first time that Haruka laid in Michirus arms when she slept, and not the other way round.
Pain flooding through her body, her nerves, her soul. Pain that is too big to be described, pain that almost makes her go insane. She wishes for nothing more than falling unconscious, but the mercy blackness won't come. They injected enough stimulant drugs into her to keep her awake for days, and she was forced to feel all the pain. James just stands next to her, watching and smiling at her muffled cries. Finally the pain stops, and her head falls back on the metal table. She knows that it isn't over yet.
Michiru awoke from her light slumber when Haruka moaned in her sleep and looked down at her love. Thin trails of sweat ran over Harukas cheeks and dropped on the blanket, while the blonde moaned again, obviously dreaming about the things that had happened to her. "Hey." Michiru said in a soothing voice. "Calm down, Haruka. You're dreaming. Calm down." Her voice, as gentle as possible, seemed to calm Haruka, at least until she screamed in her sleep again. Michiru quickly grabbed her and started to shake her lightly, waking her up. "Michiru…?" "Yes." Michiru answered softly. „I'm right here with you, Haruka." Haruka looked up at her, hope in your eyes. "Will you protect me?" she asked, and Michiru smiled. "Of course. I'll always be there for you, you know that. Now, wanna go and have a bath?" Haruka nodded, and Michiru helped her to get out of the bed – she was still rather weak – and walked into the bathroom with her. The blonde sat down on the edge of the bathtub while Michiru turned the cold and warm water on, until it had the right temperature. She helped Haruka to slip in and enjoyed the look of sheer relaxing that appeared on her love's face when she was in. "Is the water too hot?" Michiru asked, as concerned as ever. Haruka shook her head and closed her eyes. Michiru started to stroke Harukas hair gently, and the blonde sighed happily. "Want me to wash your hair?" Michiru asked, and Haruka nodded. Michiru dug around in the closet until she found a bottle of shampoo and started to wash Harukas hair. The blonde closed her eyes, and a shiver ran down her spine when another memory came up.
"James, go and wash her. She stinks." The red haired woman advised her assistant, holding her nose in the process. James grinned at the tied-up, naked Haruka and nodded. His boss shot him an angry look. "If you rape her, you're dead. You can touch her if you want, but if you stick your cock in her, I'll kill you. Got that?" "Got it." James answered disappointed. He pushed the button that opened the metal cuffs, grabbed Harukas arm and pulled her from the desk roughly. He produced a pair of steel handcuffs from his pocket and chained Harukas wrists together in front of her. Grabbing the chain that bound the two cuffs together, he led the whimpering blonde out of the lab room into the next, where a shower was installed. "Get in there, bitch!" James ordered and pushed the helpless Haruka into the shower. He grabbed her chained hands, pulled them over her head and hung the chain over a hook that stuck out of the wall. James undressed, stepped into the shower, turned the water on, grabbed a washcloth and started to do what his boss had told him. When he was finished, his member was hard and throbbing. He threw the washcloth away and started to run his hands over Harukas body, massaged her breasts and stroke her sex. "Oh, screw it." He whispered into Harukas ear, causing the blonde to turn her head away from him. "With your new healing ability, the boss won't even notice when I take you. If you make any sound, I'll cut your tongue out." And with that, he grabbed her legs, holding them up. Haruka closed her eyes and awaited the pain of rape. When James was done with her, he freed her hands and led her back into the lab room.
A/N: Now that James is an ass, isn't he? I hate him, although I invented him myself O.o;;; is that insane? I hope not.
However, I won't be able to update this for the next two weeks, since I go on holiday. Next chapter will be up on January 7th.
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