Jack woke up the next morning looking up at the ceiling of his room. His freshly opened eyes, struggled to focus on anything. He was a bout to roll out of bed, when he realized that something, or someone, as it was, was holding him down. Jack froze as he turned to find the object of his adolescent love lying in the bed beside him. He lightly picked her arm off his chest and set it aside. Being careful not to wake her up, Jack got out of bed and put some distance between himself and the sleeping girl. No, she wasn't a girl. She was as much of a young woman as he was a young man. She was so peaceful lying there. It must've been a dream. Jack looked at his boxers thrown carelessly over the back of his desk chair.

"Shit," he cursed.

Intercourse was never anything Jack wanted to have. Make-out sessions were a big enough fantasy for him. His mind raced with a thousand consequences of their actions. Heat filled his face as he made his way over to the chair. As he reached out for the boxers, he stubbed his toe on the desk leg. He stifled a startled yelp by putting a hand over his mouth. It wasn't a dream and now Kimiko was stirring in the bed. He watched as she sat up slowly from the bed. Luckily she was facing away from Jack so he had time to put on his boxers.

"Where am I?" he heard her mumble, "What is this place?"

Jack watched her look around. He wanted to step forward to remind her of the previous night, but he was frozen stiff.

And then her eyes landed on him. A look of utter horror covered her face. Jack could see the tears welling in her eyes. Quickly, she pulled back the sheets and looked down at the rest of her body.

"Oh my god!" she shrieked, "Oh my fucking god! What did you do to me! What the fuck did you do to me!"

"K-Kimiko…" Jack didn't know what to say.

"You raped me, you fucking piece of shit! Where are the others! Take me home!"

"K-kimiko?"

"Shut up, you scumbag! Take me home! NOW!"

Jack backed into a wall.

"I didn't rape you…" he said timidly.

"There is no way in hell," she was screaming with tears running down her face, "that I would ever let a fucking shit-head like yourself even touch me! Get me out of here!" she screamed, "Please, someone help!"

Her face was red and the veins were sticking out of her neck.

Suddenly, Jack's roommate burst through the door.

"What's going on?" he bellowed.

Kimiko pointed a shaking finger at Jack.

"He raped me!" she screamed, "He fucking raped me!"

She was hysterical.

Jack's roommate turned to find him cowering in a corner.

"What did I do wrong?" Jack whimpered.

Jack's tail wrapped timidly around his leg.

"Jesus Christ! You're not even human and you think you have the right to abduct people and fuck them?"

Jack's roommate came into the room, wrapped the sheets around Kimiko, and lead the crying woman out of Jack's room. The door slammed shut after them and Jack heard the lock click into place.

He sniffed. What had he done wrong? She said she loved him. She said she wanted him. She even said she needed him! Jack leaned back against the wall and slowly slid to the ground. He wanted to cry, but over what? You can't cry over spilt milk if you didn't even know that it had been spilt. His tail came up and tickled the corner of his mouth.

"Here," he heard his roommate say on the other side of the door, "Call someone to come and get you."

"Okay," he heard her sniff; she was calming down.

Jack crawled over to the door and laid down near the bottom crack to listen to the conversation. He listened as Kimiko dialed a number into the phone and waited for an answer.

"H-Hi, Rai," her voice shook, "I need help. Please come get me… I'm… You know? You left me here! Why the fuck… Just come get me!" she became hysterical again, "Jack… He fucking raped me! Please," she struggled to breath, "Help me!... Okay… Hurry…"

That was it. She hung up the phone and a few minutes later there was a green dragon with Raimundo on its back outside the fire escape. There was a knock on the door. Jack's roommate opened it and Rai ran in.

"Kimiko," he gasped as he found her huddled on the couch, "What happened?"

"It's Jack! That monster!" she panted, "I hate him! I hate him! I hate him!"

"What happened, Kimiko?" Rai sat down softly beside her.

"He raped me! Oh, god, Rai," she smothered her face in his chest, "He raped me…"

"Kimiko," Rai sighed as he rested his chin on her head, "Let's go, okay?"

"Please!" she gasped, "I want to go home…"

Rai stood up and lead her to the door. Jack's roommate followed close behind.

"Thanks," he heard Raimundo say.

"No problem. I plan on getting to the bottom of this. That monkey-assed freak won't know what hit him."

Fear shot through Jack as he watched Raimundo walk out, closing the door behind himself. He was alone with his roommate now. He would suffer for most of the morning. Things hadn't been this bad since the first time the other man found out that he had a tail.

"Alright, Fag," he heard the man yell, "Let's get this over with, now!"

The door flew open and the beatings began. Jack was so much smaller than his roommate so making him hurt wasn't hard. The beatings weren't new, but they hadn't been so severe in years. Oh yes, a bad day at work was one thing, being accused of rape was completely different. Jack was sure he hadn't raped her… But she had been drunk… He took advantage of her at the least. Maybe he really was a monster. How rough had he been with her? He could barely remember. It was all a blur of flesh and movement. All he remembered was being in a constant state of pure ecstasy. What had he done wrong? Sure the injuries he was enduring hurt, but what hurt worse, was the fact that he didn't know what he had done wrong. He prayed that he'd never see Kimiko again.