He had hired Sanouske to watch over her while he was'nt there.
Kaoru plunged her fists in the man's face until it was a bloody pulp.
He grinned in amusement, until she collapsed.
He forced himself not to go to her.
Then the rookie came in and called the doctors.
He watched the silent feed in a mixture of amazement and amusement.
The docotrs had her taken from the room.
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Kaoru woke slowly.
She was under bright lights.
She groaned, trying to lift her head.
"Careful, miss kaoru, wouldn't want to make me mess up." came a slightly familiar voice.
her side and legs were numb.
Then she realized what they were doing.
She was getting stitches.
She groaned again.
When it was over, they placed her in another room, brought the flowers to her new room, and left her to take care of Yakoi.
Yahiko and Sanouske came in later, Yahiko was grinning, and Sano was white as a sheet.
Yakoi had been a little bigger than Sanouske.
"Kaoru." Yahiko said, nodding to her.
He sat down and began reading his magazine.
Kaoru glared at Sanouske for a moment.
"Sorry, little missy, but it's protocol." he said, keeping far away from her as possible.
Kaoru growled, narrowing her eyes.
"I know." she grunted.
"They said that it was either me or Jaqueline. I personally prefer me." he said, shrugging.
kaoru shrugged, she prefered him as well.
Suddenly a commotion came bursting into the room.
"Detective Kamiya, Is it true that the battosai attacked you in your apartment?" Megumi Takani asked, shoving a microphone into her face.
Kaoru glared coldly at the tall woman.
Yahiko automatically picked up the hint.
"I'm sorry, but the Detective has to rest. She will give a press conference at a future date." Yahiko said, trying to push the woman out.
"I'll handle this, Yahiko." Sanouske said, pulling the tall woman out of the room.
"Hey, fox-lady, wanna go out to dinner some time?" Kaoru heard, followed by a loud SMACK!
Kaoru grinned evilly, Takani had a use after all.
"Yahiko, lock him out." She whispered, grining still.
yahiko closed the door and locked it from the inside.
"Kaoru!" Sanouske yelled, banging on the door.
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Kaoru was at home, finally.
She stretched out onto the bed.
Suddenly a knock drilled into her thoughts.
She growled and narrowed her eyes.
When she opened the door, she was barged in on, and the door was shut.
The figure was more than slightly taller than her, but she couldn't see it's face.
"Kaoru Kamiya. Homicide." Came the soft voice.
"What do you mean by barging in on me?" she asked, anger growing.
How she wished she had never met him.
"How?..How dare you?!" She demanded.
"Shh." He whispered.
"Sanouske!" she yelled, grabbing for the gun in it's holster, to find it was in the hands of the man in front of her.
"He's incapacitated for the moment." The man said, shrugging.
"What do you want?" She growled low.
"To talk." He said, grabbing her arm.
He led her to the couch and sat her down.
He sat opposite her on the table, his light frame poised for action even at rest.
"What about?" She demanded softly.
"You..Me..Things."
Her eyes darkened in rage. This man, this demon she had once loved, was back.
She growled low in her throat.
"How dare you." she snarled, spitting in his face.
He pointed the gun at her, "My dear kaoru, We have a few things we need to discuss. You left me, love. You ran away from me, and after i gave you everything. i have come to reclaim what is mine, namely, you." he said, his deep voice churning her gut.
"You asshole. You cheated on me. You got involved in a drug ring. You left me to cover your tracks. I owe you nothing you sick bastard." She snarled, nose to nose with the man.
"You are mine. The battosai will pay dearly to retrieve you as well. You see, you are mine, love. You are mine because i can take you." he said, grabbing her by the hair.
She gritted her teeth and punched him in the face, snarling with rage.
He laughed at her. She couldn't belive it, the sick bastard actually laughed at her.
"You aren't mad, Kaoru." He laughed as he hit her in the face.
She curled up on the floor for a split second, before she began to get up.
"You are pitiful." he snarled in her ear, then his booted heel connected with the back of her head.
She dimly felt him kicking her again and again, but even that was soon drowned out by the roaring waters of unconsiousness.
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She was almost naked, her bra covering her breasts, and a pair of short-shorts covered her weist.
She was cold, the almost metallic floor biting into her back.
Instead of ropes or chains, she was bolted with iron bolts, she could see that they were released by a lever on the opposite wall.
She was alone, as well.
She looked about the semi-darkness.
"Come out, Jin-ei." she said, staring into the darkest corner.
He emerged slowly into the light, his face a twisted mask of horrible glee.
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Okay, more blood and gore to come, yes it's a cliffie, but it works dun it?
It keeps you coming back for more, even wiht my hectic update schedule.
Alright, see you peoples later.
Death is a language i am fluent in. -me.