Author Note - tear I feel so loved. Thanks for the review guys! This chapter is for all three of you!

Chapter Three – I can't cry

"Martin," Irma started, in the same dry voice she always used with him, "When are you just going to learn, I don't love you! I don't even like you." Martin just grinned, his odd grin.

Martin continued to come closer to Irma, although they were already side by side. It was little to close for Irma, and she backed away slowly. As her mind told her to run, as fast as she could, her feet just went on backing up, into the ally behind her. Martin still was creeping closer and closer to her.

Soon, Irma's feet suddenly decided to listen to her brain, and stopped in their tracks. Martin was blocking her exit, with his big head, which was way to close to her face. Irma pulled away, and glared at Martin. "What do you want?" she snarled.

"You." Martin said huskily, and Irma let out a yelp, as she tried to scramble out the ally, but Martin pushed her onto the wall. Martin pressed his lips on Irma's, and pushed his tongue into her mouth. Irma tried to free herself, but her arms were pinned behind her back. Irma wanted desperately to cry, but she couldn't show Martin her fear of him.

Irma shook her head trying to free her lips from his grasp, but failed. What Martin did next freaked Irma out. He pulled away, and began stripping his clothes! Irma tried to run, but his body was pressed against hers. Within a few seconds he was completely nude. Irma looked at her barely dress body, and she felt her heart jump.

"MARTIN WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!" she bellowed angrily, completely hiding her fears. She could feel her fingers tingle, wanting to lash a blast of water at Martin. She couldn't though, her arms were still pinned.

Martin ignored her, and just smirked at her. He slipped off her clothes quickly, and said, "You will enjoy this, my sweet little pear." Irma was thinking the exact opposite. 'Oh-my-god!' She screamed, terrified, in her mind 'I have powers, and I can't protect myself from a weak human! I am so pathetic, I deserve this horrible punishment'.

Martin entered, and thrust himself into her. 'I am her first!' he thought happily. Irma screamed in pain and agony. "HELP!" she screamed, hoping someone would hear her call for help. "Oh, my adorable muffin, no one is around to hear your scream." Martin said, thrusting himself into her again.

Irma held back tears. She couldn't cry, she hadn't cried since her turtle Stems had died, and that was when she was five. She had also cried, when Blunk brought back false news during that last battle that Hay Lin had when killed by Phobos, but that did not count. 'I can't cry' Irma thought to herself. 'I can't let him know he has won.' The pain and holding back tears continued for another four minutes. As for Martin though, it had ended all too quickly.

He felt pleasure flow through his veins; he wanted to remain in Irma for the rest of his life. It felt just right, to be thrusting himself, into her. He loved the sound of pleasure coming from Irma's soft, prefect lips. Martin was enjoying the moment so much; he didn't notice she was not moaning his name, but screaming in pain.

Finally, he removed herself from her body, moaned her name and then pressed his lips on hers. "You are so sexy." He whispered in her ear, finally unpinning her off the wall. She fell to the ground, and brought her knees to her chest. The tear's Irma had worked hard to keep from falling, rolled of her checks.

As Martin saw his butter biscuit cry, he felt puzzled. The book he had read, called

Catching the Ladies, For Nerds, said, that all women enjoyed sex. Doing it with them would have them in love with you. It also said girls like mysterious men. So had dressed in black, for the mysterious look. He had even been forceful, as the book said girls like a powerful strong man. He had even called her sexy, as the book said to call her! What had he done wrong? Then dawned on him. He didn't have sex with his peach blossom, he had raped her!

Martin felt fear run through him. He had raped the policeman's daughter! He raped the love of his life! The girl he had dreamed of one day marring, and having four kids with. The life he had planned was now ruined!

He looked over at Irma, and studied her perfect body. She had a thin, tan body, with the perfect breast. He scanned her back, there were scratches, from his pounding her into the wall. Guilty surged through his body. His beloved, was crying, and he had caused it! It was all his fault. He made Irma Lair, a powerful young girl weep!

He turned around and quickly slipped on his pants, and glanced back at Irma, and jumped. Irma had already gotten completely dressed, including a tank top and shorts, which he guessed were in her beach bag. It had taken her the same time, to get dressed, for him to get his pants on. He glanced where he had last saw her beach bag, and it was untouched!

Martin didn't have time to be puzzled, Irma was standing up and glaring at him. Then, she sent a powerful blast of water at him, and she screamed, "SCREW YOURSELF!" and with that, she grabbed her beach bag and was gone within seconds. Martin was left alone, with only the memories of Irma's delicious mouth. 'And when did she pull out that water gun?' Martin wondered.

Irma was running as fast as she could, holding back more tears. The memories of what had just happened ran through her mind. She had already ran half way across the town, within seconds, when she noticed she had been going the wrong way. She walked shakily, to the bus stop, and shoved her hands in her purse, looking for change. She wrapped her fingers around a couple of coins, and gulped for air. She could fear hot sweat rolled down her cheek, or was it tears? She wiped it away.

Irma screamed, as her cell phone rang loudly in her purse. Irma took a deep breathe, and slowly took her phone out, and opened it. Taking one more breathe, she answered her phone, with a shaky "H-H-He-Hello?"

"Irma? Is something wrong? Will was having one of those bad feelings that you were in trouble." Came Hay Lin's worried voice.

"N-No." Irma stammered, "I am fine, perfectly fine." Irma had decided not tell anyone, about what had happened. The girls would laugh at her stupidity, she had powers, for crying out loud! She should be able to protect her self, from Martin. Corny would never let her live it down.

"Are you sure? You sound nervous. Is something wrong? Should we come back to Earth?" Hay Lin asked, anxiously.

"Is this an interrogation?" Irma asked, trying her best to mask her trembling voice.

Irma could hear Hay Lin sigh, "Well call me, if anything goes wrong, Ok?"

Yea, yea, sure." Irma answered.

"Bye." Both girls said.

When Irma hung up, she took a deep breathe. As she looked around, she noticed many people staring at her, as she shook in the hot, dry air. She steadied herself, as best she could, and clambered onto the bus, which had finally arrived. She quickly paid her fee, to get on the bus and seated herself, after glancing around at the passengers.

Irma sat by the window, and pressed her forehead to the cold window, watching as the buildings passed. Tears leaked through her eyes. Someone tapped her shoulder, and Irma shuddered and let out a small squeak. Quickly, she rubbed the tears, and turned around.

"Something wrong?" said a young man, worriedly.

"Nothing." Irma muttered, turning back to the window. 'Why? Why me? Why? Why couldn't I be strong enough?' The questions ran through her mind.