Chapter 14: Just In Time
Haruka strolled down the hallway, ignoring the pain that emerged from various spots of her body. Her mind was racing, trying to decide if she should believe Michiru or not; thus, she didn't notice that Saeko was walking towards her until she bumped into him. "Sorry." The smaller man quickly apologized while Haruka gritted her teeth for a second, her hand coming up to hold her hurting side. "It's okay." She finally pressed out, slowly letting go of the aching part. "Did I hurt you?" Saeko asked, his voice filled with worry. Relief started to shine from his eyes when Haruka shook her head. "No, don't be concerned." "You shouldn't be out of bed already." Saeko suddenly scolded, catching the blonde completely off-guard. For a few seconds, she just stared at him, before she shrugged and shot back: "I feel fit enough. You can worry about me when I break down or something…where are you going anyway?" Now it was Saeko who couldn't follow the fast change of topic so fast, but he caught up and replied: "To the girl…bringing her her food." Haruka nodded, looking at the tray that Saeko carried in his hands – at the same time wondering how he had managed not to drop it when she had bumped into him. "Rice and water eh." She then spoke, raising one eyebrow. Saeko nodded, shrugging. "That's what traitors get until they are killed, remember?" Haruka sighed and leaned against the wall. "You think she betrayed me?" the blonde asked, earning a nod from Saeko. "Honestly, yes…everything you told us made perfect sense." Haruka nodded too, rubbing her eyes with one hand. "She keeps insisting that she had nothing to do with it…and for some reason, I almost believe her." She finally stated, letting her hand fall down to look at Saeko again. The smaller man shrugged before he replied: "It's your decision what you believe, boss. No matter what you decide – if you let her live or kill her – you'll always have our support." Haruka smiled and nodded. "Good to know, Saeko. Now, bring her the food." The smaller man nodded and continued his way, while Haruka walked back into her office.
Two hours after Michiru had finished eating, the door to her cell opened again. Michiru looked up at the sound, at first not recognizing the person who entered. When he turned around, she could identify him – it was Heihachi, the tall scarred right hand man of Haruka. "Hey, chicky." He now spoke, grinning while he closed the door behind him. Michiru, who thought that Heihachi just had come here to kill her, looked up at the tall man in fear. He knelt down in front of her, giving her an odd grin – before he suddenly reached out and tore her shirt off. Michirus eyes widened in shock, but before she had the chance to scream for help, Heihachi pressed his hand over her mouth, silencing her. Using his teeth and the other, free hand, he tore a long stripe off of the sad remains of Michirus shirt, which he used to gag the helpless woman. Before the aqua haired girl knew what has happening to her, Heihachi had forced her on her back and worked on taking off her pants. "Finally." The scarred Yakuza whispered while he slid the jeans down Michirus legs, grinning at her. "Finally I get what I deserve…" with that, he tore the aqua haired girls panties off, ignoring her fearful sobs. He stared down at the naked Michiru for a few seconds, his eyes glistening with lust, before he started to unbuckle his belt.
Haruka entered the security room, where various monitors showed what has happening in different rooms of the Yakuza hideout. She didn't pay attention to any of the screens when she walked in, since she was busy reading a letter; if she had, she would have seen how Heihachi tore off Michirus clothes. The blonde stopped in front of the coffee machine, placed the letter on the desk and started to pour herself a cup of coffee. Upon turning around, her eyes fell on the screen monitoring Michirus cell, and the cup fell out of her hands and shattered at what she saw. With lightning-quick speed, Haruka had turned around and bolted out of the room, running down the hallway.
Heihachi pulled his boxers down, preparing to enter the helpless Michiru, when the door suddenly flew open. And before the tall scarred man knew what was happening to him, he felt himself on the ground, with an aching head and a bleeding nose. "Dirty bastard." A well-known voice came from the left, and he slowly turned his head. Haruka stood next to the trembling Michiru, staring at him with fire in her eyes. Before he had the chance to react, the blonde had moved closer to him with two big steps, grabbed his collar and pulled him to his feet. "What did I tell you?" she snarled, her anger clearly reflecting through her voice. "No one takes her before I allow it. Did I give permission for this?" Heihachi shook his head, fearing the wrath of his boss. Growling, Haruka threw him away from her, causing him to hit the floor once more with a loud thud. "Get out." The blonde commanded. "Before I change my mind and kill you. You'll be punished later on." Without saying anything, Heihachi scrambled to his feet and ran off, leaving Haruka and the softly sobbing Michiru behind. Haruka slowly walked over to Michiru, kneeling down next to her. "Hey." She gently spoke, making the aqua haired girl look at her. "You okay?" Michiru slowly nodded before sitting up, her tears falling freely now. Haruka laid a gentle hand on her shoulder, trying to sound soothing when she spoke on: "I'll get you some new clothes, okay? Everything is alright, he won't touch you again." The blonde just took in a deep breath to speak on when Michiru suddenly flung herself forward, into the stunned Harukas arms, sobbing loudly. Slowly, the blonde embraced the crying girl, holding her tight and comforting her while she was glad that she had made it into the room just in time to prevent her from getting raped.
