"SOUSUKE YOU OTAKU!" Kaname yelled, halisen whirring through the air towards my face. Everything seemed to be in slow motion, and I saw it coming, like I always did, and like always, I would choose not to catch the weapon. Or would I?

Catching her wrist holding the paper fan, I grabbed her other wrist and pushed her back, pinned, onto the brick wall behind us. Her sweet, cherry lips parted in a wordless exclamation at my sudden attack. I loomed over her, grinning dangerously. Her breasts trembled with the pumping of her heart, beating like a cornered rabbit's. And if she was the rabbit, I'd be the wolf, looking down upon my prey with sickening satisfaction.

And I lent down, angling my mouth towards hers, leaning in, closer and closer to taste my prize.

Their lips caught and there was an explosion of electricity betwixt them. And some force in the back of his mind took over and pushed, tongue sliding, lips gaping. His hands found there way up her shirt and ripped her bra strap, his other grabbing an exposed thigh. She struggled against him, but his power over came her, and soon he had her to the ground, lay atp her, pinning her. She gasped for air as his mouth released hers. Kaname looked at him with eyes full of . . .

"NO!" he screamed, and woke up, drenched in sweat. It hadn't gone this far before. It had never been this . . . intense before. He had never touched her before. Now he was practically . . . raping her. He clutched his head and squeezed hard, as if the answers would pour out if he burst his head open.

Once he had been in Congo, Africa, in a small little village near the south, and he had seen it happen. The village had been targeted by a terrorist group as one of their own (a trader) had been hiding there with valuable information. The turned the village up side down looking for him, and took advantage of the locals. His unit had been too late. As they checked out the destroyed huts for life, he heard a sobbing from one that was still in one piece. A yell of a man voice, a slap, a cry of a female was all it took for his to burst in. The terrorist straddeled the African women's sides so she wouldn't run and had ripped off her clothing, which lay in shreds on the ground. He was forcing himself into her, and she sobbed for her husband and children, whose bodies lay dead, their red blood soaking into the earthen floor. The small hay stack they were on turned red as well as Sosuke shot him in the head, a quick, merciful shot, one that the man had not deserved, and the women cried out more, out of happiness, sadness, or madness no one could tell. He gave her a small sedative to calm her down and took her off. She was bruised and cut all over her frail body, but he could not turn away. This picture had stayed with him though the years and now he felt so . . . disgusted at himself. He was no better than that terrorist with his thoughts of evil ways.

ÔOr am I?' he thought, and his brain reeled.

"Souske?" said a sleepy female voice from down the hall, "are you okay?". Hearing her voice in real life made him jump and make his already beating heart to step up the tempo. Flashbacks of the dream came to him, and, try as he might, he could not make them disappear.

"Yes, Kaname, I am fine," he heard him self say, and listened for her reply. A few seconds later there was a affirmative answer, and a few minutes later, an affirmative snore. He sighed in relief.

Walking to the window as he had done just the other night, he again watched the rain. It was always raining. Endless sheets of water spilling down from the heavens. How he wished it could wash this sin of his away. He felt as if he were the lowest creature on earth. To take advantage of Kaname, to hurt her instead of help her . . . his heart burned in anger. How could he ever think of such a thing?

But the killer to Sosuke was that he enjoyed it. Really enjoy it. The way he had felt her body against his, the touch of their lips, her desperate scream . . . he had liked it. No, loved it.

He had never considered himself to be a bad person. He was the good guy. He saved people. That was what brought him happiness. Right?

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