I love all my reviewers they made me so happy when they canceled the Billy Idol concert

NIKKLER, Giddy you're the first two reviews I got after I found out they canceled the concert they made me so happy. (and calmed me down a bit)

CHICKEN SOP KILLER I write during class and I like short chapters cuz then I can update more often and that makes everyone happy but this one is longer see longer happy?

NOONE tell me your guess you might be right my friend knows the answer cuz she saw the original version f chapter 2 where I mention who it is if you aren't super dense you also reminded me of one of the comments I had in there but not everything is as it seems. . and if you kill me for the answer you'll never get to the comfort part of this hurt and comfort fic (they need to add that as a category)

NORI NOSHOHIME what does your name mean? And I don't want to be bacon. I DON'T WANTS TO BE BACON! WAH besides there isn't enough fat on me to make good bacon and everyone knows that's the best part!

There was a weight on my chest and I struggled to breathe.

"Wake the fuck up," a voice above me growled out.

Groggily I tried to open my eyes but began to quickly sink back into sleep. A fist connected solidly with my ribs, a loud crack heard through out the room. Another fist came flying at my face I tried feebly to block it while fighting the urge to vomit from the broken ribs. Unable to efficiently protect myself the fist jerked my head sideways, blood welling up in my mouth. I spat the blood out sideways over the edge of my bed hitting the floor with a wet splat. He grabbed my hair hauling me off the bed forcing me to attempt to stand on my own. I swayed for a few seconds before collapsing to my knees on the floor looking up at him gasping for breath. He smirked down at me before his foot swung out at me slamming into my face toppling me backwards on to my back. His foot landed on my chest compressing my ribs almost to the point of breaking, as well as causing the broken one to jab painfully into my flesh. He reached down to the floor and picked up the studded belt I was wearing earlier. I attempted to struggle free before he could hit me with the belt. However his reaction time was better then mine in my weakened state, he lifted his foot off of me and swung the belt down cracking it against my injured ribs. Gasping in pain I curled up in an attempt to protect my ribs form more injuries. The blows however continued to rain down on him hitting anywhere that was left uncovered.

After he had gotten bored with the belt he tossed it off to the side and walked over to my pants and began to rummage through the pockets. Pulling out my lighter he reached into his own pocket and removed a metal cat shaped pendant. He lit the lighter and held the pendant up to it watching with a sick gleam in his eyes as the pendant slowly turned red with heat. Once the pendant had turned white from the heat he unbuttoned my shirt one handed, shoved the bandana form the night before into my mouth, flipped me onto my stomach, and pressed the pendant into my shoulder blade. I screamed out in pain against the gag tears pricking at my eyes as I struggled to get away form the searing pain. Once the metal had cooled down he peeled it away from my back taking layers of skin with it. I laid crumpled on the ground struggling to breathe around the gag and praying my screams hadn't woken anyone else in the house. The gag was removed, and he left leaving me crumpled on the floor unable to move. Thinking he had gone for the night I passed out where I was.

Later that night I was shaken awake. I looked up to find him kneeling over me. I struggled to sit up and face him but to no avail. He grabbed my forearm fingers digging into my skin and hauled me up and over to my bed. I struggled weakly to get free of him; his grip shifted digging his finger into the pressure point in my elbow causing me to gasp and attempt to curl up.

"you will cooperate is this clear?" he said through gritted teeth digging his fingers deeper into my skin with every word. I nodded mutely trying to suppress the pain and tears. "I can't hear you," he ground out wrenching my arm behind my back and pulling my shoulder out of its socket.

"okay," I gasped out the tears now falling from my eyes despite my efforts to stop them. I tried to hide them knowing that they would anger him further, taking gasping breaths causing even more tears flowing instead of stopping.

He saw my tears however and dug his thumb into the burn in my back, "you are not to tell anyone of any of this, understood?"

I nodded weakly and he dug his thumb even further into my wound just before passing out an image of Haru flashed before my eyes.

I woke up to the feel of a wet cloth going over the burn on my back and instinctively jerked away from the touch almost toppling off the side of my bed. Strong arms however wrapped around me and pulled me back just inches away from the floor.

"Let me finish cleaning you up," a stern voice said from behind me. I looked back over my shoulder to see Shigure holding a bloodied towel. I looked at him confused.

"Tohru would worry," was all the response I got as he went back to cleaning out the burn. Once he had finished cleaning and bandaging the wound he bound up my ribs. He then made an attempt to grab my arm to pull it back into the socket but I jerked away shaking my head. He shoved me down so that my face was pressed into the pillow as he yanked back on my left arm popping it back into the socket.

"Don't use that arm," was all that was said as he left the room.

I shuddered and gasped into my pillow. I then rolled over the sun was only just rising and looked at my alarm clock. I stilled had two hours before I had to get up for school.

Unable to fall back asleep I thought about Haru. 'Why hell did he always turn up when I was in the middle of falling to pieces? (A/N gaydar? Kyodar? .) Where did he even come from? He wasn't in our school before yesterday! What year is he in? Defiantly not mine. Maybe in first?

I want a shrubbery! And also five more reviews one of them a new reviewer! To make me feel special and seeing as my friends didn't review wah any of them reviewing will be included into the count now. I'm making my best friend review when she sleeps over 2mrw check out her story (I'm the inspiration all my idea) I'm posting the second chapter of her story 2mrw 2 I wrote that oneyou can tell the difference in writeing styles maybe not we're pretty similar. Anyway check her out snowbunny3 and REVIEW!