Alright, here's the third chapter. The reason why I moved it to being R was because of the upcoming rape….and language. Otherwise, it would be innocent… NOT! Nothing I write is innocent!

WARNING! This chapter has rape, so if you don't like it, just skip over it!

Disclaimer: This is for the previous chapters as well as this one. I don't own Yu Yu Hakusho or any of the characters. Just this sorry excuse of a story…

Flash Back

I cowered in my room, shivering so deeply I was afraid it would attract him to me like a moth to the flame. 'Please don't let him find me.' I thought desperately, 'Please don't let him.' I gasped as the door to my room swung back on its hinges violently as he swaggered in, his steps swaying heavily as he took a step towards me. I curled in on myself and drew away from him, the fear more than apparent in my eyes as I desperately tried to hide it. A malevolent grin crossed his features as he took another uneasy step forward. He took a long gulp from the whiskey bottle he was drinking before throwing it carelessly against my wall.

It shattered into a million wet splinters, but he didn't care. He never did. He enjoyed torturing me whenever the desire to do so arised and he didn't care about the mess he usually left behind. I was the one to end up fixing his mistakes and cleaning up his messes. If I didn't, then trouble was bound to ensure. I whimpered and tensed as he stood in front of me, gazing down at me darkly through his solid black eyes. He grinned and I held my breath upon smelling the stale alcohol on his clothes. He knew how much I disliked the scent.

"What's a matter, bitch? Don't you miss your old man? Give me a hug…" he hiccupped loudly, his words so badly slurred they barely made any coherent sense; a definite sign he was drunk… again. I shook my head furiously and backed farther away from him in the corner, my eyes never once leaving his face. He was a quick and tricky man; I never knew when he might strike. And this was one of those times. I yelped in surprise as he lifted me up off the floor with one hand and threw back on my bed.

The springs of the mattress were hard and unyielding, knocking the wind clean from my lungs. I wheezed and quickly made to get up. A part of me knew staying down was a very dangerous thing. I hardly had time to regain my senses as he pinned me on my back, his talons piercing the flesh on my wrists. The smell of tobacco and whiskey was overwhelming, and I had extreme difficulty preventing myself from retching.

He chuckled darkly and I froze in place as his fingers fumbled with the buttons on my shirt. I knew what was coming, and I did not like it one bit. I screamed and kicked and thrashed, mindless with fear and desperation. If only I could get away! I needed to get away from this! But I couldn't. He was just too strong…he was too strong.

A wave of nauseating pain flooded my senses as he moved to claim me fully, and I didn't bother to suppress the tears that dripped fiercely down my cheeks.

End of flash back

I awoke with a start, sitting up suddenly with a gasp. I calmed down and wiped the sweat from my forehead. It was just a dream…a nightmare. I sighed before breaking down into long-suppressed tears. It was just a dream. It would never happen again. I wouldn't let it.

I shivered and jumped as a door slid open beside me and five people came rushing in all at once. My eyes darted from one unfamiliar face to another before I let out an ear-shattering scream.

They stopped in their tracks and looked at me like I was insane until a tall handsome boy with shoulder-length red hair and the most beautiful green eyes I had ever seen stepped forward and knelt down beside me. I looked up at him fearfully, not even bothering to hide my fear and mistrust from him. He smiled apologetically before glancing over his shoulder and calling to one of the people. " Something in Japanese.>" he said to a small girl with sea-green hair and crimson red yes. The girl nodded and stepped forward. I was intrigued by her. The only other person I had ever seen with red eyes was the warrior from yesterday…YESTERDAY!

My heart lurched in fear and alarm. I was in a strange place in a strange room full of strange people who I didn't even know. And I bet none of them spoke English by the looks of it. I was all alone with no one to communicate to, and the lonely depression washed over me and began to pull me under once more. Gods, why couldn't I just die?

The red-haired boy spun around to face me in concern when he heard my crying. He placed a hand lightly on my shoulder and I jumped. "Hey, are you okay miss?" he asked softly, and my blue eyes widened in surprise. Not because he had touched me, but because he…SPOKE ENGLISH!

I shifted uneasily and stared into his emerald eyes for anything that meant danger. I saw nothing but compassion and sympathy in those gorgeous depths, and it made me shiver to see such kindness. It was almost not…human. I raised my voice just enough to speak to him in general. "Who are you?"

He smiled in relief that I was actually speaking to him. "My name is Kurama. And who might you be, my fair young lady?" I blushed slightly upon his last comment. He appeared to be quite the gentlemen I hadn't expected. "M-my name is Akira Torimea. C-can you tell me where I am Kurama?" I replied softly, glancing over his shoulder at the other four people in the room, who continued to stare at me closely.

"You are in Genkai's Temple on the outskirts of Tokyo, Japan, Miss Torimea. These people you see behind me are my friends. Let me introduce you to them." He said kindly, gently taking my hand and helping me stand up.

I eyed the other people carefully and gripped Kurama's hand tightly. He smiled as he pointed and said the names of everyone in the room, starting with the little girl first. "This girl is Yukina.(He pointed to her and she bowed politely. She was so sweet and innocent, I was beginning to wonder if she was the opposite of the red-eyed warrior.) This is Yusuke.(He pointed to a lean, muscular boy with gel-slicked black hair. He smiled at me, and his already seen attitude said one word: punk.) This is Botan.(He pointed to a girl with…blue hair? She smiled so brightly, I was beginning to think she was the cause as to why the room seemed to glow.) This is Kuwabara. (He pointed to a tall, orange-haired boy who was smiling like crazy down at me. His appearance gave off the sense that he wasn't all too bright.) And you should already know about Hiei."

I looked up at him uncertainly. "Hiei?..." I asked questioningly, and he grinned. "Don't you remember? He was the one who save you yesterday and brought you here to the temple. I'm sure you must remember something about him." I closed my eyes as a vision of red eyes and short, spiky black hair with a white starburst in the center flashed before my eyes. Suddenly, I heard a deep, rich voice and opened my eyes with a start. I wasn't the only one to turn towards the door to notice the warrior from yesterday. Hiei…

Well, there ya go. Prepare yourself for the next chapter. It's gonna be a good one, I guarantee it!