Kyo PVO

I sat there like a total idiot. I mean, I made her cry. I made Haruhi cry. But why, and why won't Yuki tell me. I stood up and went up stairs to my room. Halfway up the stairs I heard a loud bang outside, thunder. Shit, Haruhi. I ran up the rest of the stairs and tried to en her door, but it was locked, just grate. "Haruhi, open up!" I yelled over the sound of the pelting rain.

"Go away K." She didn't get to finish as another burst of thunder struck and she screamed a little. I didn't care anymore, I needed to help her.

I brook a step back and ran at the door with my shoulder. It didn't budge, I did it again. Still nothing. Again and it was open. I ran to Haruhi, she was buried under her blankets in tears as another burst of thunder struck outside. I sat down next to her and pulled her into a hug.

"It's ok Cub. Calm down, it's alright." I patterned her down. Again the sound of thunder rang through the air and she clung onto my shirt for her life. I felt her tears on my shirt but just pulled her closer.

"You don't have to…" She was cut off again letting out a small whimper.

"Why wouldn't I help my little cub?" I said pulling her closer into my chest.

"Because I am a monster." She said in between tears. I was in shock, Haruhi could never be a monster. She was my little cub, cute sweat nice. The one I love, my little Haruhi.

"You aren't a monster Cub." I tilted her head so I could look into her eyes. "You're my little Haruhi, who is worth more than this world can offer." I pulled her into a kiss that she excepted gladly. It was small but full of heart. She pulled away as thunder struck outside. Haruhi curled into my chest, crying once again. I put a protective arm around her and she said four words that I never through I would here her say. "I love you Kyo," and then she fell asleep in my arms.

Haruhi PVO

I was walking. Someone, I don't know. Everything was hazy, but clear, I can't really explain it. I felt like I couldn't breath and like I was walking through water, but I couldn't stop. No one can stop time. I felt an arm drape around my shoulder and turned to see Kyo. He was smiling and laughing, and on the other side of me was Yuki. He was laughing slightly and it put a smile on my face. But then everything went black. The sweat and gentle laughing turned into the laugh of Akito. He was there standing in front of me and holding his whip. I span around in the he black space, to try and run away, but he was there to. He was everyday I turned, I heard the laughing get louder, louder then anything I had ever heard. I felt my breathing stop hitch, it was getting worse, much worse. I felt like my heart was being whipped out of my chest and crushed. I felt all the scars I had gotten from Akito over the years burn, everything went blood red. I felt the whips, every single one had a whip. I was in that little room screaming and crying as I felt whip after whip. Then he stopped and laugh. I lifted my head to see his crazy manic eyes staring at me. But he had something in his hand, it was a branding tool that had Monster written on it clearly. He grabbed a handful of my shirt and lifted me up by it until it tore to pieces in his hands. He laughed loudly and then pressed the heated metal in my middle back. It stuck and I screamed like never before.

"This is what happens when you defy me!"

"Are you sorry!"

"Monster!"

"Wolf creature!"

Horrible voices filled the room, tormenting me. The brand was removed and the voices stopped, but Akito didn't. He pulled me up by my hair and my face was millimetres from his. "Now you will be known as a monster forever. Little pet." He dropped against the wall and I hit my head. He disappeared out the room, the sinister grin on his face never vanishing. He waved before closing the door with a bang. Then the room begun to fill, it was blood. It was like I was in a pool being filled to the brink with blood, and it was all mine. I screamed out in pain as the blood left my veins. I heard one word recurring over and over.

"Monster!"

"Monster!"

"Monster!"

"Monster!"

And then I had a knife pressed against my neck. I was the one holding the knife and I gradually slit my throat to end the suffering once and for all. I lay in that sea of blood waiting and waiting for my breathing to stop and then finally. It did.