Tohru's Problem- The confession

Yuki, "Tohru...how? When?" A tiny tear formed in the corner of his small, beady eye as she slowly and painfully began her story.

"Yuki, don't think this is your fault, but do you remember that time Hana gave me a grim prediction? That something would happen that was horrible?" Yuki nodded. "Well, that was when it happened."

A glazed look came over her eyes, sorrow, Yuki noted. She went back to that fateful night...

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She trotted quickly and quietly over the pavement. A gust of wind blew out of the south, rustling her hair and the tree leaves. Tohru didn't hear the footsteps within the brush thanks to the rustling to the tree leaves. A gloved hand clapped her around the mouth, pulling her over into the bushes by the head. Every moment seemed to take an hour to pass, and her heart wasn't beating, it was suspended in her throat. She wanted to fight back, but she couldn't. Tohru felt light headed, what the fuck was going on? She thought ashamed of her language but it seemed to fit. As the hand pulled her back into the bushes, another hand closed around her waist. Her body went cold, she knew what was going to happen.

The hand clasping her mouth slid down and went around her shoulders. The one around her waist turned her to face to see the assaulter eye to eye. The hands went limp. Tohru fell to her knees and cried into her hands.

"You...lair! Bastard!" Tohru shouted through her tears. He was her father! He kicked her in her side, knocking her over. She lay there on the ground not bothering to get up, crying. She covered her eyes with one hand and clutched the side where she had been kicked with the other arm.

Her father kneeled down beside her and put his hand on hers. "Honey, I love you so much..." He ran his hand up her arm lightly. Up the shoulder, up the neck, down the neck, his hands went strait to the chest. Tohru started to struggle but he was on top of her now, unbuttoning her shirt. She was crying even harder.

He leaned in and whispered to her ear, "Baby if you struggle, or yell for help, or tell, I'll kill those boys that you live with." he pulled a gun from his belt loop. "And you know I'll do it to."

Tohru tried struggling as he ripped her clothes, but it was no good. He thrusted her shirt off and threw it to the side before removing her bra. He had one leg on either side of her. He slid his hands up her legs and under her skirt.

As his fingers satisfied his lusts, her she looked around at her surroundings. "I never thought this would happen to me," she thought lethargically to her self. She didn't look at him, she couldn't bear it. Or she would throw up.

He took her skirt down slowly, her undergarments quickly. He pinned her down and thrust up into her so hard she thought she would die. The tears stopped...nothing felt real. Was she watching this from a movie?

At his point of orgasm, he hit her. She had read about that in school. People that were mentally unstable did that. He got into what he called his "peak position." him on top of her, but sitting. His orgasim deepened, and she threw up. Tohru didn't even bother to turn her head to keep it out of her hair.

Tohru heard footsteps running past her toward the direction she had come for work. All she saw was a swoosh of sliver hair, was it yuki? She wanted to cry out. She was to afraid.

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Yuki transformed into his regular self, and without even bothering to redress himself he embraced Tohru. Once again the hug held. "That was me running by Tohru...al of this is my...my.." he couldn't bring himself to say it. He was even having trouble admitting it to himself.

"It was not your fault." she stated. "Yuki, I love you."

Yuki could no longer control his tears. "I love you more than anything!"

Yuki was a bit embarssed about his attire, but he didn't want to break the hug... it was broken. By a punch.

"KYO DAMNIT WHAT DID YOU DO THAT FOR!" Yuki yelled pulling his clothes on, it was pretty cold out here. And who knows what Kyo thought?

"I don't know what the fuck is going on here," Kyo said, "but we have to get her out of here now. There is trouble coming."

A roar of thunder verified his words, lending them verisimilitude.

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Akina and her father hurried down the streets. They had work to do tonight.

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Arisia heard a knock at her door, she knew Hana-Jima had been coming. She grabbed her cloak and walked out the door.