WARNING! – RAPE SCENE! If you don't like it, please don't read it. Don't complain to me please, I have warned you. Enjoy!

Chapter 14

(Kenshin)

I had never known my body could feel this much pain. Every limb felt like it was on fire, and the seeping whip lashes on my back, chest, wings, and arms were points of agony.

I wanted nothing more than to pass into darkness, but some part of me knew, to pass out now would mean to never wake up again. I was too dehydrated; I couldn't survive much longer without water.

I lay on the floor, bleeding and gasping for air. I faintly heard someone come into the room, and I felt ropes twisting around my wrists, tying my arms behind me yet again. I didn't even try to resist, I was too tired. I couldn't even speak, my throat was too dry.

I was brought out of my stupor when there was the sound of the door slamming. I barely cared, but when the smell of water drifted to me I struggled to sit up. I saw a bowl of water before me, and I crawled to it on my knees.

I didn't care anymore; I put my face down to the bowl and sucked up the water like an animal. It was cool and refreshing, soothing my throat. I finished it all too quickly; it had not quenched my thirst.

I licked at the bowl, trying to get every last drop. I settled down to the floor, now tired and nearing the end of my strength. I was very confused about the whole situation. Why did Enishi feel the need to torture me? What was wrong with me? The accident a few days ago had terrified me.

I could still feel the effects, even after so many days. I had completely lost track of time, so I didn't even know how many days it had been. My lungs burned, making me recall the horrible feeling of being crushed, my lungs crumpling within me.

I shuddered, from both fear and cold. I wrapped aching, whip mark-laced wings around myself, trying to get warm. It was nearly winter, and it was freezing in my stone prison.

I leaned against the wall, resting for a moment. Although I had had water I was still weak. Lack of food was taking its toll on my body, and I couldn't stay standing for long, nor could I stay upright at all.

I looked up towards the small window, noting the snow beginning to blow through it. I shivered again, huddling in the shelter of my wings. It was going to be a long night.

No matter how hard I tried I began to feel sleepy. I fought it, knowing that it was too cold, and I was too weak. I wouldn't survive the night if I slept, my slowing metabolism wouldn't be able to keep me warm and I would freeze.

My head began to nod against my will, and I jerked and stood up, hoping that walking around would keep me awake. After a while my feet began to grow numb, and I stumbled and fell. The last thing I remembered was the bright flash of pain I felt as my head struck the floor, and then everything went black.

(Enishi)

I finally decided to return for the Battousai about two days after I whipped him. I opened the door to see the demon still on the floor, a small puddle of blood beneath his head. What surprised me the most was my sister's form kneeling beside him, one hand hovering over his bloodstained shoulder.

I stalked closer, yanking the Battousai up by what was left of his hair. He did not react, merely hung from my fingers. I shook him, slapping his face. "Wake up my oni!(demon)"

He did nothing, and I snarled, throwing him to the ground. He landed in a limp boneless heap and I kicked him violently. Tomoe's sad face leered in my mind and I locked my fingers around the demon's slender throat, lifting him into the air.

The lack of air finally made him wake up choking and I dropped him roughly. "I'm glad you're still alive Battousai." I growled, bending towards him. I idly examined his skinny body, noting the infection setting into several of the whip marks.

The eyes that stared at me were dull and clouded, barely seeing me at all. It was a bit unnerving and I dragged him up by his hair again. He did nothing and I studied his face curiously. When I did so I growled in annoyance. "You've retreated into yourself in an effort to stay alive. How pathetic and weak. Besides, I know a way to draw you out."

I could faintly feel the heat from his skin, the onset of fever from infection. I saw a flicker of fear in his eyes, and then it was gone, buried within the emotionless mask again. I threw him to the floor once again, and then picked up the collar and leash I had. I buckled the leather around my demon's neck, dragging him to the door. He finally crawled to his feet as I was opening the door, standing passively behind me. He walked silently as I led him, his feet barely making any sounds as they hit the floor.

I had spent the last two days thinking up new ways to torture him, and I had finally thought up a way to break him, and get some extra personal pleasure. (Yes, I know, I've made Enishi a sick bastard. But I'm having fun, leave me alone.)

On the way through the halls I stopped one of the maids, who cringed as I addressed her. "I am not to be disturbed. I will kill anyone who even comes near my rooms, do you hear me?"

She nodded fearfully and scurried along as I continued. I noticed her eyeing the thin man trailing behind me on the leash, but I paid it no mind. I threw the Battousai roughly into my room, and then slammed the door behind me. He had landed on my bed, and it was then I finally saw the man I knew was within that body.

He had backed up against the headboard, knees draw up to his chest and wings flared in front of him. I could barely see his fearful eyes between the feathers, watching me anxiously. I grinned wickedly. "So there is someone in that body of yours."

I walked closer, and I heard a faint whimper from him. I laughed, fully amused at this situation. He knew perfectly well what I intended to do, and I thought it was funny how he seemed to think he could stop me. I pulled a rope from my drawers, coming closer to him. "Are you ready oni?"

He flinched as I said this, but nothing escaped his lips. I roughly grabbed his left wing, twisting it to his right side violently. He let out a cry of pain, trying to pull away from me. I ground fingernails into the skin and he whimpered, the wing going limp in my grasp. I tied it the bed post on his right, turning him over on his back. He was struggling now, though it was useless. I went to the other side of the bed, reaching for his right wing. He flapped it frantically, and buffeted me in the head.

It didn't hurt at all, he had no strength behind the blow, but it got me angry. I backhanded him, slamming his head against the headboard hard enough to stun him. He slid down the wood, eyes fluttering shut as he fought to keep his focus. I used this moment to untie his arms from their position behind him and retie them in front of him. They were only in the way where they were. I then tied his right wing down, rendering him helpless.

I idly looked him over, examining the pale back presented to me. He really was a pretty thing if you thought about it, exotic with his red hair and golden eyes. His thin little body was not much bigger than a woman, and he was just as lithe.

It was about then he regained his senses, and his body bucked violently on the bed. I chuckled. "It's no use my oni. You aren't going anywhere…"

(Kenshin)

Oh Kami… Oh no, no, NO! He couldn't! What was he thinking? I struggled frantically, but with my wings strapped down I was helpless. I wasn't strong enough to do anything, and in this position I was as good as dead.

I felt his hands on my back, sliding down to where my hakama barely hung onto my hips. I bucked my body. "IIE!"

The blow to the back of my head sent my forehead into the headboard again, and I nearly lost consciousness. "It's not good to talk back to your master…"

I blinked rapidly, but in the time that I was trying to focus properly I felt my hakama slide from my legs, leaving me bare. I screamed, hoping that someone would hear and help me. I doubted it, but I would not just let him take me like this!

I pulled my wings back violently, and the resulting strain caused me to cry out again. There was nothing I could do as I heard the sound of his pants hitting the floor not far away from me. I screamed again, twisting in the bonds. My wings were aching, it felt like I was going to pull them out of the sockets, but I kept moving around.

His hands caught my hips, and I bucked again, but the fingers dug into the whip lashes caused so much agony I thought I was going to die. My vision was filled with white, I didn't even care what else was going on now, only that I would not let myself be tortured like this. This wasn't right, I couldn't let it happen!

The next feeling was too much. I flung my head back and screamed until I couldn't make another sound, but even then I screamed. It felt like I was being torn apart from the inside, and the hands on my hips were digging into fresh marks from the whip. Then Enishi began to move, and each movement slammed my whole body forward, banging me into the headboard. I could feel blood trickling down my legs and my forehead, and eventually I gave up what little bit of consciousness I had left and passed into darkness.

Yes, I know that I've totally gone over the edge. But this is how I like the plot, and this is how it's going to be. Also, I'm surprised no one's figured out what's wrong with Kenshin yet. Why he fell with Tomoe, and all that jazz. I thought I'd given pretty good clues… I hope you still review for me, and I'll post the next chapter soon!