The morning rays filtered through the window, hitting Touya in the face. He turned his head away from the light, groaning as his head protested against the movement. Hangovers are a bitch, he thought. With his eyes still closed, he pushed himself up, and off the bed. He stumbled for a second, trying to get his balance, and headed for the door. He didn't find the door; he found a wall, and ran right into it. Touya blinked and stared blankly at the wall.

"Yuki? Where-" he turned and fell silent when he seen the figure in the bed. "…Gaki? Nani?" He looked down his body, quickly noticing the blood that coated his middle region and one of his hands. When he looked back at the figure in the bed, fear struck him as he remembered how Syaoran got that way.

(begin flashback)

He'd just left a party one of his college friends were throwing, dropped Yukito off at his house, and was now headed home. He knew he'd had one too many drinks, but it was a dare, he refused to back down from dares. But Touya knew his limit, and he'd definitely gone over it, just a little. He could still walk and talk normally, but he felt really weird, and that only happened when he was wasted; which wasn't often since he didn't really like to drink.

Touya was one of those people who weren't physically affected by drinking; no, his emotions were just thrown out of whack. If he got angry, the slightest irritation would set him off. If he got upset, there would be no way he could hold back the tears. And if he got horny, it was really, really hard not to act upon it.

Just his luck, Yukito had to dress really sexy that night; but Touya was able to hold back from jumping his gorgeous boyfriend. He couldn't make love if he was drunk; it would've just been sex, and that was not something he wanted to happen between him and his koi.

He rounded the corner just in time to see Syaoran leaving his house. Anger flared inside of him. Just like that gaki to wait until I was out of the house, he thought darkly. Touya followed, not really knowing what he was going to do; just wanting to do something. Then when he grabbed the boy at his apartment door, all he could think about was the harden he'd had when he'd left Yukito. And that, added with his dislike for the boy, pushed away all sanity he had left.

(end flashback)

Touya quickly moved over to the bed, untied the boy, and checked for a pulse. He found one, but wasn't really all that comforted with. He gathered the boy in his arms and made his way to the bathroom. He turned on the water, waited for it to get hot, added the cold to it, and then jumped inside with the boy. He washed the blood off of both of them, turned off the water, laid Syaoran in the bottom of the tub, and went to get dresses and grab something for the other boy.

Once he was dressed, he grabbed a pair of boxers, jogging pants, and an oversized shirt for Syaoran, and ran back to the bathroom. He rewashed Syaoran, dried him off, wrapped him up in a towel, and took him into the living room. He laid the smaller boy down on the couch, went in search of the med. kit, treated the wounds, and then dressed the boy in the clothes he'd found.

After Syaoran was covered up on the couch with a blanket, he began to worry.

Touya had to admit that it was his fault and that he should be taking care of his problems, but he needed help.

Touya went to the phone and dialed Yukito's mobile number. It rang a few times before his boyfriend picked it up.

"Hello?"

"Yuki, it's me."

"Touya? Where are you? You've missed half of your classes."

"I need your help. I did something really stupid after I left you last night."

"What did you do?" Yukito asked warily.

"Look, just come to this address…"

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Thirty minutes later, Touya opened the apartment door and stepped aside for his boyfriend to enter. Yukito followed him into the living room and came to a stop when he saw the boy on the couch. It wasn't the fact that it was Syaoran, or that he was sleeping, but that he had a dark bruise on his cheek. He quickly made his way over to the younger boy and knelt down beside the couch.

"What did you do, Touya?" he asked, turning to his koi.

Touya hesitated, but told him the truth, not really making any excuses for himself, but taking the blame of all of it. He didn't leave out any detail of what he did, knowing that it wouldn't help the situation any.

For the first time in his life, Touya saw anger in his friend's eyes. Yukito never got mad at anyone, no matter what they did. But no one has ever done this either, he thought. And I'm his best friend and boyfriend. I'm in so much trouble.

"Get out. I'll take care of him," Yukito said as he turned back to the figure on the couch.

"Yuki…?"

"Not now, Touya," Yukito whispered and turned to face the other man. Tears were in his eyes, but he refused to let them fall. "I know you don't like Syaoran much; but, even drunk, I can't believe you would do this to him. He's just a little kid! He's not the same boy who was picking on Sakura five months ago. If you haven't noticed, he's her best friend, next to Tomoyo."

"I-"

"No, I don't want to hear it, Touya! I know this all started with that dare, but still…he's just a kid. And now…Just go. If he wakes up, I doubt he'll want to see you here." Yukito turned back to the boy again. "And frankly, I don't want to see you right now either."

The last remark almost hurt him as much as the guilt from what he'd done to Syaoran did. He knew he deserved this, this scorn and anger. He'd not only raped another male, but he'd raped a thirteen year-old boy.

He watched as Yukito got up and went to the kitchen for a minute. When he came back, he was carrying a bowl of water and a rag. The lighter boy refused to even spare Touya a glance as he entered the room and sat back down next to the couch. Yukito rung out the rag, then started to wash Syaoran's face with it.

Touya slowly turned and made his way to the front door. He glanced back over his shoulder once, and then opened the door…Only to be greeted by the sight of a boy around Syaoran's age, with dark blue-violet hair, and a pair of glasses.

"Hello," the kid said as he eyed Touya.

"Who are you?"

"Hiiragizawa Eriol. You?"

"Do you live here?" he asked, avoiding the question.

"Would I have a key if I didn't?" Eriol asked, holding up a set of keys, and smiled. "Now that I've answered your questions, would you be so kind as to answer mine."

"Kinomoto Touya."

"Touya? Hmmm. I believe Li's told me about you. You're Sakura's sister too huh? I saw you. But why would you be here? I was under the impression you two don't get along very well." He stepped into the apartment as the taller boy moved aside.

"Why do you want to know?" Touya asked, guardedly as he shut the door.

"How my friend is doing. He's a very special friend to me, he's my second cousin. And since you're Sakura's brother, you should know that I'm Tomoyo's boyfriend. And that Syaoran is Sakura's boyfriend. So if you finished killing Syaoran, sit on the couch while I get a knife to kill you. But,-"

"Touya, I thought I asked you to lea-" Yukito stopped when he seen Eriol by the door. "Um, hello."

Eriol turned to the new intruder. Now he was angry. What the hell was going on! Why were these two here? What was he missing? All formalities were thrown out the window until he'd gotten some answers. "Who are you? What are you doing here? And where is Li?"

"I'm Tsukishiro Yukito, and I'm taking care of Li, who is on the couch in the living room."

"Why is he on the couch? And why are you taking care of him? Is Li sick?"

"Um…" Yukito hesitated. He didn't know Syaoran had a roommate.

"Eriol is Syaoran's friend and cousin. He's also Tomoyo-chan's boyfriend."

"Boyfriend? I never knew Tomoyo had a boyfriend."

Eriol growled deep in his throat. He was down right pissed now. He shoved his way through to the living room, not caring if the other two found him rude. He had a cousin to check on. He came to a halt when he seen his friend's condition. His sweet, cute descendant's face was twisted in agony, body curled up into a ball in the corner of the couch as if trying to hide from someone, and he was clinging to the blanket that was covering him like it would keep the said someone away.

"What the hell did you do to him?" he demanded, turning to face the two men he knew was standing in the doorway.

"Yukito didn't do anything. I called him over for help this morning. He didn't touch Syaoran," Touya answered.

"And I repeat, what the hell did you do!" Eriol yelled.

Touya hesitated, but told the story again. He quickly noticed the enraged look that took over the younger boy's face, as Eriol took in every detail of what Touya was saying. When he finished, Touya noticed Yukito had moved away from him, and Eriol was barely controlling his anger.

"I know saying I'm sorry won't help, but-"

"There is no but!" Eriol snapped. "I don't care if you were drunk. I don't care if you don't like Li even a little bit. And I don't care if you were still horny from seeing your boyfriend fifteen fucking minutes before! You had no right to do this. You're a sick hentai baka! Anyone with any decency whatsoever never would have done what you have!"

Eriol's whole body shook with compressed anger. He felt like getting the knife from the kitchen and stabbing Touya to death. But Li would be upset because it would make Sakura sad and depressed. Since she was his boyfriend. But would she feel the same if she knew what he'd done to Li? Most likely not, but Li hated it when he got angry and tried to hurt people. "If you ever come near him again, I swear I'll kill you. That, or I'll make your life a living Hell. And I'm very capable of both," he snarled and glared.

Touya glared back, but then backed down when he noticed Yukito was still angry. He turned around and walked out the door, heading home.

"I better be on my way as well," Yukito announced a few minutes later, and walked towards the door.

"You actually like that jerk?" Eriol asked.

Yukito stopped, was silent for a minute, then turned to face the younger boy. "No, I don't like him, I love him. I'm mad; I never thought he would do a thing like this, but I know he didn't mean it. And I'm not saying the alcohol's to blame, because it's not…but he didn't really mean it. And deep down, I can't hate him because I know that fact."

"But you're still mad?"

"Furious, actually; but hopefully, it'll all work out and I can forgive him. Love works that way, I suppose. You forgive them for their mistakes when you know they truly are sorry for them. It'll just take a while."

Eriol nodded, not really wanting to get into an argument, and watched the older boy leave. Li probably would have said the same thing, if he'd done something like this. Not that that brought any comfort, for it was his Li who was the victim here.

"Er-Eriol?"

The young boy jumped at the call of his name. He turned and looked over at the occupant on the couch. Syaoran's eyes were open, and looking around the room fearfully. Eriol didn't hesitate making his way over to his cousin's side.

"It's alright, Li. I'm here. I won't let him hurt you again," he whispered.

"I-I…couldn't st-stop him!" Syaoran cried into his cousin's chest. His whole body hurt, but it was the emotional pain that was getting to him the most. "H-he…t-took…m-my vir-virgini-"

"Shhhhh, Syao. It'll be alright."

"But I-I…I wanted Sakura to hav-" Syaoran choked on his sobs that were coming harder, racking his body.

Eriol didn't say anything again. He just needs to cry it all out. And I'll be here, my cute descendant. I'll be here.

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Saku's House

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Sakura was watching TV nervously. Touya hadn't come home last night. Hard to admit she was really worried. It was almost noon and he still hadn't come home. Then the door opened. "Touya! Were you crazy! Why didn't you come home last night! I was so worried sick about you! Dad went to work and told me to stay home until you came back!" She cried, clutching to her brother's clothing… the clothing.

"Wait, this isn't the clothing you wore when you left. It looks like… Syaoran's!"

"Touya sighed nervously and sadly. "Sakura-"

"What happened to him! You didn't kill him did you!"

"You never told me that he was your boyfriend!"

"Well… he is… but… what happened!" Tears streaming down her delicate cheeks as she sobbed, clutching onto her brother's clothing.

"I didn't kill him… I…. I did much worse."

"You killed him and did it brutally! And hid his body in the woods!"

"NO! I did far worse! And I don't want to tell you. I'm gonna change and … give these clothes back to your boyfriend. I'm sorry Sakura. Tell him I'm sorry too."

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Syao's apartment

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Sakura walked up to Syaoran's apartment, holding a bag. What happened Syao? Please be alright, oh kami-sama, please… She knocked on the door nervously. A few moments later and an Eriol appeared before her. He almost closed the door immediately, a frown plastered on his face angered more when he saw her. "Sakura…" He said angrily.

"Eriol, what happened to Syao!" She sobbed.

"S-Sakura… oh god…"

"Syao-koi?" She asked, trying to look around.

"Do I let her in Syaoran?"

"I guess so… she has to know…"

Eriol moved aside as she walked in to see a feverish Syaoran laying on the couch. Sakura started to cry by staring at the look of his face, the twisted unhappy, sad, frightened Syaoran. "What did he do! Syao, what did he do to you! Tell me please!" She sobbed.

"I want to leave Syaoran, and gut that hentai alive."

"No… Eriol don't…"

"What did he do!" She cried out.

"Then I should go. I hate being angry. I'm going to Tomoyo's." He simply said and left.

Syaoran painfully tried to sit up, but Sakura pressed a hand on his chest lightly and he fell back. She noticed the bruise on his cheek and sobbed more. "Don't get up… just tell me what happened. Let me just go and put your clothes back ok…?"

"No Sakura don't!"

But she ignored his plea and went in his room, the sight scarred her for life. A piercing scream was heard outside. Eriol looked up with unsatisfaction and walked away, boiling anger piercing his soul.

"S-Syaoran! There's… so much…"

"Sakura…" His faint voice called out.

She dashed out with tears glistening in the air as she knelt beside her koi. "Syaoran! What did he do! There's ripped up clothing and blood everywhere! What did Onii-chan do to you!"

He closed his eyes and turned away. Tears flowed on his cheeks. "Sakura… I don't want to tell you. You'd be scarred for life… and can't… it was hard to tell Eriol and it'll be harder to tell you. Much harder… I don't want to tell you…"

"Did he try to kill you!"

"No… I don't think so…"

"You can… barely even sit up, it's my total concern to know what happened! And I want to know now Syaoran! NOW!"

"… I can't…" He cried.

She rested her head on his chest, sobbing like crazy. "…S-Syao… I'm so s-sorry!" She cried. He made a hurt noise as she embraced his aching and torn body.

"It's… o-ok… Sakura… I think. Actually I don't…. a-and I bet you'll be furious when you hear about it."

"I-I want to… know now S-Syao-koi…" She trembled, getting up from him.

"H-he… ugh… h-he… Touya… he I had hoped it was a bad, terrible, hurtful nightmare but it… w-wasn't…. I couldn't stop him Sakura!" He sobbed.

She onto his clothes sobbing lightly. "Syao…" She whispered.

"He… Touya, he… he… took… he… he t-took away…"

Sakura looked down at him, her eyes glistened with tears and they slid down her red cheeks. Her eyes were red and puffy and so were his. "Syao-koi… what did Onii-chan do to you!"

"He took away my… he… Touya.. H-he took my… m-my v-ver-virginity!"

Sakura snapped back, her tears stopped. She felt blank. Empty… she closed her eyes as her tears flowed down her cheeks and dripped onto his chest… "He… you slept with him?"

He shook his head sadly… "I couldn't… I-I co-couldn't stop him Sakura!"

Sakura grabbed his hand gently and placed her cheek against his hand. "Syao…" She sadly whispered. Then anger consumed her. "Touya…" She sobbed again, against his chest, "I'm so sorry Syaoran! I'm so sorry I let him!"

"You… let him?"

"I made him… think that you were a bad person! It's my fault Syao!"

"No it's not…"

"Then it's his…" She angrily spat.

"He was drunk Saku."

"I don't care! All I know is that my darling boyfriend was raped by my brother! Why did he do that! He knew I loved you so much! And he raped you!"

"Sakura…"

"Why is there blood in your room!"

"Because… the same reason I can't get up…" He whispered.

"What happened!" She shouted.

"He… I don't remember but he… scratched me…"

"Scratch! I think he took a knife and slit you!"

"He did… hard…"

"… Can… I-I check…Syao-koi?"

He just laid there for a while then nodded weakly. "Why ask? You're my empress, my love…" He whispered.

She lifted the blanket that was covering him and lifted his shirt slightly. Anger, evil anger, deathly anger burned and boiled through her as she saw large and deep cuts on his chest… it led down to his stomach… and probably more, she didn't want to look under his pants. "We have to get you to the hospital! My brother… your throat is red, your face is bruised, you're cut all over, you've been raped terribly! I'm sorry Syao! We have to get to the hospital now!"

"Trust me, … he did more than just that. But I don't want you looking down my pants so soon." He said sadly.

Sakura only gaped at his face. The hurt face. "Don't call the hospital! They'll catch your brother and send him to jail for a long time Sakura!"

But she ignored him and took out her cell, dialed 911 and in minutes the van was there. "Sorry Onii-chan. But I can't let you hurt others…" She whispered.

She called her father and told him that Touya was back. Called Tomoyo who was with Eriol and said she was at the hospital. Tomoyo thought she was dying and rushed over with Eriol since Sakura didn't tell her what happened.

She sat beside Syaoran's bed and looked at his eyes and their eyes locked. "I can't believe you lost your virginity like that. And to my brother… and so harshly. He could've killed you!"

The door slammed open to reveal a few cops that slammed Sakura against the wall as she yelped. "Stop hurting her!" Syaoran yelled.

"SAKURA!" Tomoyo screamed.

"What are you doing!" Eriol shouted a the cops.