Hey everybody. Just one announcement for you: 1) This chapter (and only this chapter) is rated M for violence and non graphic rape. Just thought I should warn you all, it's intense. I guess you can consider this the active climax. Enjoy!

He's sitting on the couch in the You-Show lounge. There's no more pain in his body but there's something else. There's a burning rage in the center of his chest. It burns more and more until he feels the need to push something over. Someone interrupts his tantrum. Yuya can feel the rage smile with sadistic pleasure. Now it has someone to take out all its aggression on instead of measly furniture.

"Yuya, are you alright?" Yuzu peaks her head in.

Go away! What are you doing here?!

She can't hear him and he realizes this he approaches her he silently yells again for her to stay away from him. This is is dangerous.

Nothing.

"You can fight this, Yuya. You're stronger. Just remember how dueling makes you feel. How it makes people smile."

Yuzu just go!

He knows what she is trying to do. But he also knows that this rage makes him deaf to the world.

I'm not going to listen! You're not safe!

He doesn't want to hurt her.

A pained gasp from Yuzu as he grabs her by her neck and pushes her against the door. She's looking down at him as he lifts her off the ground, still firmly grasping her neck, making it even harder for her to breathe. Is this really happening?

"Yuya…" She whimpers. "Come back." She takes hold of the hand that squeezes her neck. "Please…" He hears her struggling for breath. A part of him that he doesn't recognize is satisfied by this. Excited by her struggle. The sensation he feels is oddly pleasing. He wants more.

Let her go, you monster!

He does let her go. Yuzu falls to the ground and catches her breath.

"You're…. You're not Yuya."

She reaches for the doorknob and tries to leave him be. He can tell she regrets coming in here. He grabs her and pushes her against the wall again, his forearm pressing on her windpipe.

Stop hurting her!

Only Yuya can hear his protests. It's driving him crazy. He feels his right hand form a fist and hopes and prays that it's nothing. It's worse than his worst fear. He hits her not once but 5 times. Five times. Twice in the chest and three times in the stomach. He can see her trying to hide her tears and stifle her cries of pain. She can barely stand afterwards, but he keeps her upright.

Stop!

Yuya can't look away. He can't stop this. Can only watch in horror. He pulls her towards him and then throws her to the ground.

"Yuya! Come back to me, please!" Yuzu tries to pick herself up from the floor. He tackles and straddles her, effectively pinning her to the ground. Yuya knows he's not this strong. Yuzu used to sit on him and trap him just for fun. This just doesn't make sense. It's all wrong.

Yuzu just cries, no longer trying to hide her pain. "You're hurting me… Yuya… Please…"

She shrieks when out of nowhere Yuya bites down on her neck. The more she struggles, the harder he bites. This part of him he hates becomes even more excited. It desires more.

He finally speaks. "Quiet!" Yuya growls at her.

Yuzu doesn't listen. She continues to cry, her fear getting the better of her. Yuya leans down and bites her in the exact same spot once more. She screams and her shoes can be heard pounding on the floor, seeing as her feet are the only part of her body she can move. Her shrill cries of pain annoy him. They make it harder to enjoy this.

"I said QUIET!" He shakes her entire body. Yuzu heeds his warning this time.

"Please… Just let me go. I'll leave you alone." Yuzu whimpers. "Just let me go." Her voice trembles.

Let her go!

Let her go!

He still goes unheard by all. They're both quiet for some time. All that can be heard is Yuzu's labored breathing as she attempts to cry without making noise. No way is she going to make a sound and risk angering him further. Yuya bores into her with his dark, almost inhuman glare. Yuzu can't seem to look and turns her head to avoid his frightening gaze.

Yes! Please… Please don't look at me.

Without much warning he flips her onto her stomach and lifts up her dark magenta skirt. When she cries and attempts to struggle with him, he hits her lower back, the hardest he's hit her yet. Yuzu's entire body jolts and she screams even louder, her voice twisted with so much pain. As opposed to before, this scream seems to give him more life. Further excitement. He slides her underwear down past her knees and starts to feel her body.

"No! Please Yuya! Stop!" Yuzu's voice is laced with downright panic and confusion. "Please stop! Come back to me!"

He's never craved anything more than this before. He must have her. He must. He undoes his belt and unzips his trousers.

No… No no no! What's happening?!

"Yuya?! What are… What is th-"

He places a hand over her mouth. The rage has its way. It hurts her. Rapes her. It is rough as it destroys a young girl's body, and cruel as it enjoys the action. Even with his hand clamped down on her mouth, her screams still ring in his ears. Her pained and fearful cries echo throughout the entire room. When she bites him he uses the same hand to smack her. He grabs her pink hair and hits her head against the floor. Then he continues to have his way.

Yuya witnesses himself destroy his best friend.

He's jolted awake in the middle of the night. He tries to stay quiet as he holds in his screams. Yuya rips the tape on his arm with one try. He pulls out his IV and bites his lip to keep from crying out and waking Yoko. He throws the bed sheets back and quietly gets out of bed. He is able to tiptoe to the bathroom and shut the door before losing all composure and collapsing in front of the toilet. Having not eaten much recently, Yuya merely dry heaves as he rests both hands on the toilet seat. His body has nothing; no food, no energy. The nausea and the urge to vomit is so overwhelming. Once the gagging stops, Yuya takes a deep breath and moves back to lean on the shower door.

What just happened? His dream…. No, wait… His nightmare. Somehow Yuya knows it's more than that. It was a memory, but it didn't belong to him. No, Yuya knew instantly that the memory belonged to a certain rage filled entity within him. This rage… This thing that Yuya can't control or fight… This is Yuzu's attacker. This rage raped her, which means…

"It was me…" He says aloud as he pieces it together. "I did this." He pushes back the hair that's stuck to his cold and sweaty forehead.

You made me rape my best friend?

He wishes that for once and one time only, the rage would answer him. He wants to know why this happened. How it could have happened. Of all things he's done that was beyond his control, this is the was his biggest fear. Only… It's surpassed his biggest fear. He was just afraid of hurting anyone he cared about. But with Yuzu, she wasn't just hurt, she was torn to pieces. Yuya is responsible for that. For her pain, her hunger, her cold, her frustration, her unraveling….

His heart is pounding in his chest. He can't breathe. Of all the things you've made me do!

He can't even imagine how something like this could be possible. She's his best friend, and Yuzu has always been the tougher of the two. There's not one aggressive bone in Yuya's body. But there's the rage. This rage is all aggression. All fight. All evil.

"No…" He can't hear himself due to his heart pounding in his ears. "No…." He brings his hands to his head. "NO!"

Yuya can't even pretend that it's not true. He knows without a doubt that this is what happened. Yuzu never left you-show. She tried to calm him when the rage made a sudden appearance. Then when she realized it was hopeless…. He grabbed her by her neck and pinned her to the wall, lifting her clear off the ground. He remembers the shock in her expression. The fear in her eyes. The pain in her voice.

"Yuya… Please."

"NOOOO!" He cries to the top of his lungs. He cries and wails until his mother and the night nurse follow the sound to the bathroom. For the second time that night, Yuya cries himself to sleep in his mother's arms.

The following day, Yuya only speaks long enough to let his mother know he wants no visitors. Not Ayu, not Shuzo, nobody. When Ayu shows up anyway, Yuya hides in the bathroom and doesn't come out until he's sure that she's gone. He can't. Yuya just can't do it. What if he somehow loses control again? What if he did something to hurt anyone else? Yuya wouldn't be able to live with himself. He's hurt one friend. He won't hurt another, especially not after what Ayu has been through. Sweet and innocent little Ayu.

Innocent.

A trait Yuya can no longer lay claim to.

Nor can Yuzu.

It's his own fault.

His erratic behavior confuses everyone, and leaves Yoko feeling more worried than she was yesterday. They decide to keep him one more night.

He speaks to no one and no longer fights the nurses and doctors that poke and prod at him. They can't seem to figure out what's wrong. This dramatic shift in mood and behavior could all just be blamed on the concussion, but somehow they all know there's something more. Something else that he just won't say. Maybe he left out a part of the story? Maybe he wasn't just kicked in the head? They don't know, and Yuya won't say a word. He just lays curled up in his bed, buried in all of the blankets. Yoko swears she hears him crying, but when she asks what's wrong, he gives no answer. He's sent home the following day and is ordered to remain under heavy supervision until he shows some sign of change or improvement.

This continues for some time. Yuya doesn't speak or even acknowledge his mother's presence. He leaves his room only to use the bathroom but even then he waits until Yoko is asleep. He refuses food most of the time, but does take a few bites every now and then. This alarming shift in behavior inclines Yoko to take him to the doctor every week. He goes along with it, but still says nothing.

In the 4 weeks that have passed since the emergency room, Yuya has lost several pounds. His sunken cheeks and the dark circles under his eyes make him look like an entirely different person. Not to mention the light that has always been noticeable in his eyes is completely dim. He just looks sad. Yoko hasn't seen her son smile since before the incident.

Every day feels worse than the one before it.

"Yuya, please." Yoko is on her knees in front of Yuya as he sits on the edge of his bed. "Please, talk to me." She takes his hands and gasps. "Baby, you're so cold." She takes one of his blankets and wraps it around his thin frame.

"I'll be back, Yuya." He's so cold. Yoko throws a blanket into the dryer and then heads to the kitchen to make him something warm to drink. She returns to his room to see him staring blankly out the window. She covers his thin, shivering shoulders with the heated blanket and sits next to him on the bed.

"Here, drink this. It's not a lot but it should warm you up." She brings the small steaming cup to his lips. Yuya turns his head away from it.

"Just take one sip Yuya. Look how small the cup is."

She feels like she is losing him with each passing day. Each passing moment.

"Yuya" Yoko sits next to him on the bed and hugs him close. "Just talk to me."

Nothing.

"Here baby, drink." Yoko holds a cup filled with a protein shake to Yuya's lips. He tolerates them pretty well, especially considering that he won't eat much else. He slowly starts to drink.

"Good job, Yuya." Yoko wipes his mouth with a towel.

"Get some rest, alright?"

Yoko gently lays Yuya down and covers him up with just the sheet. Usually he sweats heavily at night. She knows he is plagued with nightmares but he never talks after his cries wake him from his unrestful sleep.

Yoko fears she'll never find out what's wrong. She may never see her boy smile again, and that thought breaks her heart.

"Yuya…" Yoko enters his room carrying his lunch, another protein shake and a glass of water. "Baby, how are you?"

She knows he won't answer.

"Come on, time for lunch." Yoko sets the water and shake on his nightstand before sitting him upright. He just lets her. He never struggles. Sometimes she wishes he would.

"I have a vitamin for you today. I know you don't like them, but it's so you don't get sick anymore."

No matter what, she can't help her little boy calm his stomach. He can't seem to stop vomiting. She knows after watching him suffer that he's not doing this to himself. But even after many visits to the hospital, no one can understand why he is going through this.

"Alright sweetie, let's get the hard part out of the way." Yoko grabs the large vitamin and his glass of water. She brings the pill to his lips and prays that they'll part for her. She breathes a sigh of relief when they do. "This should calm your stomach down, my sweet." She says as she holds the glass of water to his mouth next. There's a slight grimace in his expression when he swallows the pill. Yuya never liked pills. Yoko didn't expect that to change. She makes sure he downs the entire glass of water before moving it away.

"Time for the easier part." Yoko smiles weakly. "Here you go, baby. Drink up." Yoko has started to use straws, but only for the shakes. The thicker consistency is easier for him to choke on. Smaller sips are best.

When he finishes his shake Yoko prepares to take her leave, but not before getting a good look at her boy. This… Shell of her boy. Her once happy and excitable baby.

"Kaasan is here for you, Yuya." She hugs him and holds back tears when he doesn't hug her back. He hasn't since the hospital.

"Get some rest." She kisses his forehead. "I love you." She leaves him be.

Yoko hears feet pounding on the floor in the middle of the night. It must be Yuya running to the bathroom again. Nothing else can cause him to move with such urgency. Yoko untangles herself from her blankets easily. It's not like she's been woken from a restful sleep. She hears him groaning in pain and breathing heavily as she quietly leaves her room.

"Yuya?" Yoko rubs her eyes and tries to adjust to the brightness of the bathroom light. He's started to cry.

"It'll be alright sweetie." She kneels behind Yuya and rubs soothing circles on his back. He retches and his body jerks forward to expel the remaining contents of his stomach.

"Gomen…" He mumbles. "Kaasan…"

It's the only time he speaks. To apologize to her and Yoko hates it. No child should apologize for things out of their control. She knows he is just afraid and confused. He can't help this, but he still feels the need to say he's sorry.

"It's okay, baby. It's okay." Yoko whispers. She wets a small towel with cool water and wipes his forehead, neck, and arms.

Even though he has so little energy and so little sustenance, more is forced out of his exhausted body. He continues his sobbing. These moments cause him so much pain. Yuya's thin frame jerks forward a few more times, but there is nothing more being forced up his throat. He tries to breathe in between his sobs but finds it too challenging. He grips the rim of the toilet with the remainder of his strength, his knuckles white as the porcelain stand itself.

"Gomenasai." Yuya cries. "Gomen."

"Shh, it's okay. It's okay." Yoko wipes his mouth and pulls him away from the toilet and into her motherly embrace.

"Gomen." He whispers. His breathing ragged.

"Shhh." She rocks her trembling child back and forth, placing the cool towel on his perspiring forehead. "I know, baby I know you're sorry. It's okay, Yuya. It's okay." Yoko says quietly.

He cries in her arms, grasping at her nightshirt like it's his last lifeline. No more apologies this time. Just pain. He releases all his pain through the agonized cries. Yoko continues to rock him slowly, whispering words of love and encouragement.

"Come on, let's clean up so we can sleep." Yoko helps Yuya slowly stand to his feet. He's so weak he can barely support his weight, so Yoko holds onto her boy.

Yuya glances up at his reflection and sees dull red eyes stare at him. There is nothing in those eyes. No love. No happiness. No soul. Just pain. Emptiness.

A rapist.

In his eyes lie the memory of that terrible terrible day. The day he ceased to be human and became a monster. He starts to cry again and wants to sink back to the floor but Yoko holds him up.

"You're okay. Everything is okay." Yoko places her hand over his eyes. This has happened before. Seeing his reflection sends him into a fit of tears. On worse occasions he'll have a panic attack. Only somehow Yoko knows it's not as random as it looks. She wishes she knew why he always became so upset by his reflection. But her little boy never talks. All she can do is try to avoid the things that trigger him. Yoko guides his head down so he can no longer gaze into the mirror. She rinses Yuya's mouth with water and mouthwash and turns him away from the mirror as soon as she finishes.

"Come on, baby, let's go to bed."

Yoko makes him walk a few steps in front of her but holds onto him to maintain her support. Yuya turns back to face Yoko, his eyes sad and pleading.

"Do you want to sleep with me tonight?" She places a gentle hand under his chin. He nods slightly as his eyes begin to water. "It's going to be okay, Yuya." Yoko places her arms around his thin frame. "No more tummy aches today. It's time to rest."

Yuya nods and takes a hold of his mother's nightshirt once again as they start to walk back towards the master bedroom. Yoko tucks him into bed, covering him up with just a thin blanket. He still hasn't let go of her shirt. When she finally climbs into bed, he curls up in her arms. She can feel him trembling as he continues to cry. Yoko gently shushes her little boy.

"Sleep, Yuya." She whispers. "Sleep."

Yoko feels her strength dwindling. She isn't sure how much longer she can watch her child fall apart.

Thank you to everyone who gave my story a chance. Guys, this is the second to last chapter. Whaaaat? Stay tuned to see how this all concludes.