Chapter Seven--- This Doesn't Hurt

Fujin hurried into the bathroom as Akira went to 'sleep' in the bedroom. She heard Vincent enter and she flushed the toliet, praying to every god and goddess he didn't suspect anything. Opening the door, he was waiting for her.

"Feeling better?" His crimson eyes laughed at her and she moved past him into the kitchen.

"Answer me, Fujin." He was behind her now, hands on her waist, lips on her neck.

"Yes." She tried to move away but that iron grip was used on her hip to keep her in place. She winced but said nothing.

"Where's your mother?"

"Sleeping."Vincent spun her around and smiled at her.

"Then I guess we should be quiet." Fujin recognized the look in his eyes and she shoved him away, half succeeding, and tried to run. That wasn't smart. He only let go of her waist to grab her by the wrist, pull her back and throw her against the stove. She bit her lip, trying not to cry out.

"I see you don't want to play today. Too bad. I was in a good mood." Fujin gave up trying to be strong as she looked in her father's eyes and all she saw was hatred and loathing. So she did the only thing she'd never done. She cried.

"Does it hurt Fujin? Do you want me to stop?" Fujin couldn't reply because the next thing she knew she was in the air and landing on the table. She couldn't tell if that sickening crack was her head hitting the tableor the table breaking.

"Tell me it hurts. Tell me to stop." Trying to get up wasn't working, her legs were shaking and her head spun as he grabbed her by the hair and yanked her head as far back as it would go, smiling at her almost lovingly as he kissed her forehead.

"Tell me to stop honey. Just tell me it hurts." Strong fingers crushed her jaw in their grasp and she all she could do was whimper until he let go and slammed her against the wall. Vincent was looking up at the tear filled eyes of his daughter, a sick, satisfied smile on his face as he waited for her to tell him to stop. But she didn't. One word was all she said.

"Daddy..."


The crack of the table was what caught Squall's attention and for once he was afraid. He couldn hear Fujin crying, hear her father's voice telling her to say it hurt and he would stop. She didn't say anything. So the sounds of her body connecting with solid objects contiued. The crying continued.

"Seifer...we have to do something! We have to get her out of here!" Quistis was very near tears. This kind of thing didn't happen to people she knew. It happened to someone else. And now she finally realized; We're all someone else to somebody.

"We have to do it without him knowing or he'll just follow us. It'll never stop." Squall nodded. All they could do was wait. Hold on.

But could Fujin?


Vincent set her down on the floor,looking at her incredulously. She'd never called him that before. Vincent pulled her into a gentle hug, feeling her tense and wait for the beating to start again.

"Tell Daddy it hurts. Tell him to stop." Fujin looked up at him, hope in her eyes.

"It hurts,Daddy...please...please stop." Vincent smiled at her. All Fujin heard was the glass breaking around her, breakingin her skin before her body hit the concrete outside and her world went dark.


A.n:Awwwwww the sadness!

Squallscute55: Yes her friends help but can they save her? Dunn dun duuuuuunnnn.

Jack Hanek: I hate hiatus'. They take forever! -pulls at her hair- I'm glad you're still interested in my writing though, it makes me smile! Hope you liked this chapter.

Sorceress Fujin: I think you'd beat me if I gave you a chapter that was anything less then excellent. I'm allergic to pain!

- i Ulti!