Chapter Eleven

A/n: So my dear readers, I have chosen to change parts of this story, I really started to like the charters in this story so I went back and changed it. Please re-read the previous chapters. Anyway here is the long awaited chapter. Also I'm sorry for all the mistakes from the last chapter. As all ways I love your guy's reviews so please keep them coming.

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Haruhi lies in her luxurious bed that night, staring at the wall blankly. So much had happened, yet nothing felt different. She was home and surrounded by people that loved her, or seemed to anyway. Things between her lovers would fall back into the same pattern she was sure, after all Yasuo was never one to really press a point, and while Haruhi cared for him she didn't see anything really coming out of being with him in terms of helping her dad. As for Ryuu he was a different matter entirely, he would keep his end of the deal that she was sure of, but she was in a way slightly looking forward to keep her end of the bargain. When the relationship between them first started she was rather shy and a little uneasy, but as it progressed she grew to enjoy it. The pleasure of her sin combined by the fact that for once she wasn't the one who was in control of the situation, made her relax and enjoy it all the more. After all she trusted and grew to adore him in the slightest of ways that she no longer felt the need to really stray from his side. He was her closest companion besides his elder brother, whom she found the she could easily be with him even though she had never found herself in bed with him, at least not romantically.

Haruhi sighed and rolled over closing her eyes tightly as her hand brushed the bruise on her cheek, she couldn't lay on her back from the wounds her father afflicted. Her ribs were sore and possibly fractured; she had cuts on her back, neck, and scalp. The backs of her legs were bruised from where he slammed her into the wall of the apartment, and the pain from her uncast wrist was causing her problems sleeping. She got, walked to the adjoining bathroom and started to run a shower, she then peeled off her nightgown and stepped into the warm water. She sighed as she remembered the rest of the day.

Ryuu pulled away and looked down at her face, she looked confused.

"You see Haruhi, you aren't some whore that is easily bought and used, nor are you some slut who does this for the pleasure. You are rare Haruhi; you do this for the only blood family you have left, even though he treats you like the dirt on his shoes. Look at what he has done for you, and yet you are willing to be my lover again, all for him." Ryuu ran the back of his hand across her unbruised cheek, and kissed her forehead. "You're so strong, yet so fragile." he sighed, turned and walked away. "I'll see you tomorrow." He called over his shoulder while Haruhi slid to the ground, and that is where Yasuo found her when he walked into the foyer. Her head was in her arms which where resting on her knees, Yasuo walked over and stooped down in front of her.

"Are you okay Haru?"

Haruhi mumbled 'yes' and lifted her head, looking him in the eyes. "I'm just tired."

"I know darling, you'll get to sleep soon." He wrapped his arms around her and lifted her off the ground; she wrapped her uninjured arm around his neck and rested her head on his shoulder.

"Where are you taking me Yasuo?"

"Father wants to see you and then you should eat something."

"I'm not hungry though."

Yasuo looked down at her as he arrived at his father's study. The door to the study was made of cherry oak with a crystal door knob and took a skeleton key to unlock the door. Yasuo knocked on the door and set Haruhi on her feet. He kissed the top of her hair and walked towards the kitchen.

Yuuta opened the door to see an older, bruised and fragile looking Haruhi; he head was bowed, she was clutching her fist in her other hand and an emotionless mask was in place.

"Haru, it's nice to see you again." He said with a smile "Please come in."

She didn't say anything for a while; she just sat in the lush, deep blue, leather chair looking at Yuuta.

He had blackish gray hair, kind green eyes with crow's feet at the corners, and a kind face. He was as tall as Yasuo and still of strong built. Over all he was much the same as a year or so ago.

"Yuuta why did you send me away when Yasuo left, didn't you know what would happen?"

He sighed. "Oh Haru, it's not that simple."

"What isn't? You must have known what he would have done to me when I went back to him."

"I knew what may have happened Haruhi."

"If you knew then why did you send me back? What did I commit to deserve that?" Her eyes were hard as she spoke.

"You wouldn't understand Haruhi; it was for your own good."

"My own good, you sent me to a father who drinks and beats me for my own good?" she was standing now. "Do you know what I had gone through? Look at what he has done to me Yuuta! How could've that have been for my own good?"

Yuuta averted his gaze.

"Look at me Yuuta!"

"You had to know what it was like to live outside of this world, Haru."

Haruhi approached Yuuta; her hand raised, and slapped him in the face as hard as she could. As she raised her hand again he grabbed her wrist, pulled her to him, and wrapped his arms around her as her knees grew weak causing her to almost fall. Tears spilled from her eyes as she clutched Yuuta to her.

"You have to make a choice Haru, life with or without us? Because you can take the oath now to serve the family, if you wish it." He smoothed down her hair. "You won't have to, my dear, but it is a choice. You don't have to take it to stay. We love you and you will always be a part of this family Haru."

"Please Yuuta, I want to stay. This family is all I need." Haruhi looked up at him with tear rimmed eyes.

Yuuta smiled down at her and rubbed her back. "Do you want to take the oath?"

She smiled softly, "I want to protect and serve this family Yuuta, any way that I can."

"Even the tattoo marking you as part of the family?"

"Yes, Yuuta, as you said I've always been a part of the family. This is my home I will serve it as I can."

Yuuta smiled proudly down at her. "Come on, I need to have a look at you." He picked her up and set her down on her feet, and walked behind her. "Haruhi, you need to disrobe.. Or at least push down the top of your dress."

Haruhi nodded, while blushing a deep red. Yuuta walked over to the cabinet and got a blanket from within it as well as a medical bag. She accepted it and pulled off her dress and held the dark red blanket to her torso. Yuuta walked behind her and looked at her back and legs.

She had cuts across her back as well as the backs of her thighs, some of the cuts were still bleeding and in the need stiches. Yuuta opened the bag and pulled out thread and needle and went behind his desk and grabbed a bottle of rubbing alcohol, and a lighter. He walked back over to her and told her to lie on the sofa on her stomach. Once she was settled down Yuuta got on his knees beside her.

"This is going to hurt Haru."

She nodded in response and rested her head on her arms.

"Tell me all that happened, Haruhi." He pulled out a cotton ball and dabbed at bit of alcohol on it and started to wipe away blood from some of the smaller cuts before moving to the larger ones on her thighs. He lightly dabbed the cuts before wiping down the needle and then threading it. There was a larger cut on her thigh that needed stitches. He inserted the needle and tugged it through the skin. "What has that man done to you Haruhi?"

Haruhi hissed in slight pain as each stitch was put in place. "Nothing that can be helped now Yuuta." Yuuta cut the string with his teeth then moved onto the next stitch on her lower back.

"Please Haruhi."

She sighed as she caved in slightly. "You don't see the worst of it..." she said. He looked at her as silent tears fell from her eyes, before continuing his work while noticing small scars across her back, legs, and neck, none where as big as these but they were deeper these wouldn't leave scars if he treated them right.

"He beat me, made me feel unwanted, he..." she paused to gather her thoughts while her eyes were far away, "He got so… horrid when he got drunk. He would make me go tough hell."

"I'm sorry Haruhi, I didn't know it was this bad."

Haruhi turned her head to the side and looked at him. "I should have been stronger Yuuta, it was my own fault."

"Is that really what you think?"

"I was naïve Yuuta. No more will I be that girl."

He smiled softly as he finished the last stich and told her to roll onto her back. He lifted her left hand and sighed. "These need to be in a cast he said softly, we'll have to do that tomorrow. Can you make it through the night or is the pain too great?"

Haruhi simply shook her head no and gingerly pulled on her dress with a slight hiss to give away the slight amount of pain she felt. Yuuta sighed and shook his head.

This girl was stronger yet weaker than ever, and she needed this family's help to get over what he had put her through. Why didn't she still realize that she could depend upon her family? Or that they would never think poorly of her for asking for their assistance? She was too strong for her own good.

Yuuta walked over to the door and called to his middle son and closed the door behind him.

"I had no idea it was this bad Yasuo, I should have sent your brother for her long ago."

Yasuo nodded and dropped his eyes. "She doesn't trust me any more Father. I could see it in her eyes when I found her."

"That, my dear son, is the brilliancy of forgiveness, you can always earn it."

"How can I father?"

"Do what you must."

Yuuta walked past him and grabbed her bags and handed them to Yasuo.

"Did you have someone prepare a room for her?"

"Yes sir."

"Good, I'll send her up after I get some food into her."

"Her room is next to Ryuu's; I had one of the cooks prepare her food as well."

Yuuta nodded absently and walked into the dining room and then into the kitchen.

The cooks prepared her tomato soup, and grilled cheese. Yuuta thanked them and took the tray of food to the young woman in his office.

Haruhi ate slowly, mostly picking at her food and sipping on the water that they had sent with the meal.

"Is the food not to your liking?"

Haruhi looked up and frowned, "It's fine Yuuta, I'm just tired." She put her spoon beside the bowl and sighed "May I be dismissed?"

Yuuta nodded and stood up, then proceeded to walk behind her and pulled it out for her as she stood. "I'll walk you to your room."

The walk was slow and silent, he walked her up to the third story and down the left hall, Yuuta stopped at the third second door to the left. "Here's your room Haruhi, Ryuu is right beside you if you need anything, I'll see you in the morning." He kissed her forehead and opened the door for her. "Goodnight my dear."

Haruhi's room was lush, the walls were a deep purple while the rug was a plush white as well as all of the furnishings on the bed. the bed was made of dark red cherry wood and a canopy with white sheer curtains. The desk, wardrobe, mirror, and two dressers, they were all styled the same. There was no adjoining bathroom.

Haruhi sighed and walked over to the nearest dresser and rummaged through the second drawer, she found a pale green nightgown, quickly changed into it then threw her soiled into a waste bin and climbed into bed.

With another sigh Haruhi rolled over and buried her face into the pillow and let out a long scream. Everything was so messed up, she had no idea what to do about the kiss the she and Mori shared nor what to do about Kyoya's profession of love. God, she really was screwed; she had to figure out how to deal with Yasuo's… betrayal, if that is the word for it, after all it wasn't his fault that he got sent away, but he just left her here with no word from him. And then there is Ryuu and their deal, her emotions were so conflicting. She missed him while she was away and he was once one of her only friends and lover, but being with him left her with the feeling of being cheap sometimes. He never took her in a mean or cruel manner, while he preferred it rough at times he always did it in an almost loving way. He seemed to respect her and care for her. Haruhi rolled back on her side and yawned, sleep was claiming her and with a last thought of Ryuu, she was asleep.

A/N: So what do you guys think? Reviews are always welcomed.

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