Time for another ultra awesome chapter of my story! Sorry for the long wait! I wanted to have this up by Saturday, but I didn't have enough time to do this. Anyway enjoy…

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Tilt your head back and close your eyes…

-N.E.R.D., Anti Matter

There was no point in trying to escape. The rope was too strong and held on to the bed post. The room filled with sound of sniffling and loud sobs.

"Why me?!", I screamed out.

I jerked my head side to side in a pathetic attempt to escape. I glanced over to the side of the bed and looked at Matt. My eyes were filled with tears as I stared at him.

"Help me."

He just gave me one final sad look and then turned away. I stared at him in shock and disbelief.

"Matt!!!! Look at me!"

He just kept looking in the other direction as if he didn't hear me. I just laid there and cryed even harder because there was nothing that I can do to get myself out of this situation. When I looked up again I found myself staring into 2 hate-filled blue eyes. I just sunk into the bed in defeat.

"I don't even care anymore. Do whatever you want."

With a smile he said, "Aww…your no fun."

I just looked at him with a blank look on my face.

With a smart look on my face I replied, "And what would you know about fun, Mihael?"

If looks can kill, I would be dead a hundred times over. The look on Mello's face was priceless. I almost immediately expected to get a slap or punch in the face. I just laid there and waited for some form of pain to be inflicted, but nothing came. The only thing that happened was that Matt got kicked out of the room.

'Okay…that's either a very good thing or a really bad thing.'

When the door was shut again, Mello walked back over to the bed and pulled out the knife from earlier.

'Ah shit, he's going to kill me!'

Instead of stabbing me, he just started to run the knife up and down my leg. I shivered when the cool tip of the knife made contact with my heated skin.

'What the…'

"So you know my name. Well I'm not surprised you found out, Amy-Lynn."

"But how?"

He just ignored my previous comment and continued on what he was saying.

"How did you even find out my name anyway?"

"Well…remember when we all ran into the surveillance room, after you blew up the other 2 exits to the mafia building."

"Yeah."

"After you chased Matt and I outside to climb down the fire escape; I stayed behind and listened to what happened through the door."

"Really."

"Yeah. I've got to say you should have at least thought about them somehow finding out your name."

"…"

When he didn't say anything else, I concentrated on the knife on my leg. I should have been scared, but the cool metal blade mixed with my heated skin actually started to feel kind of good. Immediately I wanted to slap myself for the previous comment.

'I'm already starting to lose it.'

I just continued to lie there and ignore any feelings of pleasure coming from the knife on my leg. Sadness washed over me when the sweet knife was taken away. I felt myself kind of missing it while it was gone. I barley had time to dwell on that feeling because the knife was swiftly replaced by a tongue. When the tongue made contact with my skin the first thing that I did was try to pull away from the invading yet somewhat enjoyable feeling. The tongue stayed there for a good minute before it pulled away.

"Hmm…you taste a little salty."

I shot him a 'shut the fuck up' look before turning back to gazing in the other direction. He stood up, turned around, and walked over to the other side of the room.

'Where the hell is he going?'

After standing over there for about two minutes, he casually walked back over to where I was with a small smile on his face.

'This has bad news written all over it.'

The action looked a little suspicious, so I decided to say something.

"What the-"

My sentence was cut off by a harsh kiss that came crashing down on my lips. I was about to push him away, when I remembered I was still tied down and had no use of my arms. Suddenly I picked up on the strong flavor chocolate melting slowly in my mouth. The essence of chocolate mixed with our saliva. The taste was out of this world. I moaned silently in response to the delicious flavor.

After the chocolate melted and the taste slowly faded away, the intense kiss got even stronger. Fear that had once occupied my mind, was quickly replaced with a strong longing.

'Well since this is going to happen anyway, I might as well enjoy it.'

When I finally started to respond to the kiss, he pulled away.

'What the fuck?!'

I must have had a shocked look on my face because he started to laugh at me.

"You want it, don't you slut."

Instead of answering, I just started chuckling at his statement.

"Are you serious?!"

"Don't try to lie. I heard you moaning earlier."

'Just tell him what he obviously wants to hear.'

"Your right. I do want it."

A part of me actually wanted another one of those chocolaty kisses again. Instead of touching me, like I kind of wanted, he just laughed at me and cut off all of the ropes.

"What the fuck?! You're letting me go?"

With a smile he said, "Isn't that what you wanted?"

'No!!!!'

"Yes."

With my head hung low, I got up off the bed and grabbed my robe to cover myself. After I did that, I walked to the door, opened it, and let myself out. When I shut it back, I leaned against the closed door and slowly slid onto the floor.

"No, I didn't want to leave."

I just sat there for a couple of minutes, reflecting on my time in that room. I was so lost in my thoughts, that I didn't hear anyone walk up next to me.

"He got you, didn't he."

I jumped a little at the sound of Matt's voice.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean he had you laying there actually wanting more."

I just nodded my head sadly.

"Come on, get up. No use getting sad over something you can't have."

I let him grab my hand and pull me up onto my feet. I couldn't stand on my own two feet so I fell forward, into his arms. Instead of pulling myself up, I just buried my head into his chest.

"I feel so ashamed of myself."

Tears ran down my face, soaking the front of his ever present striped shirt. I expected him to push me away, but he did the opposite. He wrapped his arms around me in a comforting gesture.

In a low voice he said, "It's okay. It's always like that the first time."

I looked up at him with tears in my eyes.

"The same thing happened to you?"

He just shrugged nonchalantly.

"Yeah it has. It doesn't matter to me anyway."

I looked at him for a second before going back to crying over my current situation. We just stood there for I don't know how long, just waiting for me to stop crying. When I finally stopped sniffling, I lifted my head up and kissed him on the cheek.

With a sad smile I said, "Thank you for being there for me, Matt."

"No problem."

We stared at each other with smiles on our faces. The sweet moment came to a screeching halt when I heard my bedroom door slam open.

"When you guys are done with your sob fest, pack up!"

Matt asked, "For what?"

"Well, I got some leads that'll require us to go to Japan."

'I bet his lead is that girl who he doesn't want to admit to sleeping with.'

In a small voice I said, "But I don't want to go."

I was surprised when those words left my mouth.

"You don't want to go? Not even for me?"

I just stared at Mello with sad eyes. I watched as he walked over to me with a determined look in his eyes. I just stood there with a frown on my face. I expected him to beat me until I said 'I would come', but he didn't do that.

With a sly smile he said, "Come on. Come with us."

I shook my head and held my ground. He grabbed my hair roughly and pulled my head closer to him. I shut my eyes and waited for some form of pain to come. I heard was him call someone over to where we were standing. I gritted my teeth at the pain coming from my head and wondered who he called. The only thing I felt next was another pair of lips softly covering mines. I felt myself smile in spite of the pain coming from my scalp. My mind became cloudy and nothing else seemed to matter, but this wonderful and amazing kiss. It felt just like the kiss I got from Mello, only it was somehow different. I couldn't put my finger on it. The only thing that I could taste was mint and a hint of cigarettes.

'Cigarettes? Who do I know that smokes?'

I pushed that thought out my head and kissed back. I didn't want it to end, so I tried to wrap my arms around him to pull myself closer to him.

"Whoa! Okay you guys need to stop."

When I heard Mello's voice behind me instead of in front of me I opened my eyes. My eyes grew big when I made eye contact with Matt. My voice wavered as I tried to form the right words to say.

"That was you?"

All of a sudden the grip on my hair was released. My face met the ground with an unforgiving SMACK! Mello bent down, just so he could look me in the eye.

"So are you going to start packing so we can leave for Japan tonight?"

'No…'

While groaning in pain I managed to say, "Yes."

I looked up and tried to look Matt in the eye. It was hard because he was trying really hard to avoid making eye contact with me. I just pulled myself up, dusted myself off, and walked towards my room to get a suitcase to use.

'Well, I hope Japan is fun.'

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You see, no rape! The next chapter will start in Japan. See you all next weekend. Don't forget to review.

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