Warning: Extreme content ahead..

(This fiction is based on the characters and settings created by Oyuki Konno)

Yumi paused in front of the door to her room and turned around. 'I hope Sachiko is doing all right?' she thought, remembering Suguru's news that her girlfriend wouldn't be returning to the mansion. "That's right, I still have to pack her things," she said to herself, crossing the hall and entering the room across from hers. She wandered aimlessly through the room, reminiscing about the good times they shared there. She smiled, running her hand along the back of the sofa where they were first intimate. She then went over to the bed, thinking about all the times she felt safe with Sachiko's arms around her. She picked up the pillow and brought it up to her nose, inhaling her lover's scent. She sat on the mattress, hugging the pillow as she eyed the pictures of them framed on the bedside table. 'I feel so lost without you, my love. I miss you,' Yumi whispered and let the tears roll down her cheeks. As she was crying she curled herself into a ball and fell asleep, holding tightly to the pillow in her arms.

Yumi was roused out of her slumber by someone gently shaking her. "Sachiko?" Yumi asked sleepily as her eyes tried to focus on the figure in front of her.

"It's Aya-chan, " the maid told the half awake Yumi.

Yumi sat up and rubbed her eyes, "Aya-chan?" she said yawning.

"It was getting late and you weren't in your room. I got worried and started looking for you." The maid told the brown-haired girl.

"I'm sorry for worrying you, Aya-chan," Yumi said embarrassed. "Since Sachiko is not returning to the mansion, I came in here to collect her things. I must have dozed off. What time is it?" Yumi asked the maid.

"Just before midnight," Aya-chan answered. "It's late. Why don't you get washed up and I can pack Sachiko-ojousama's things for her."

Yumi stood up from the bed and surveyed the room, "OK Aya-chan, " Yumi said to the maid. "Just make sure you pack the pictures, I don't think she's coming back."

"As you wish, Yumi-ojousama." Aya-chan responded.

"Aya-chan, please stop with the 'ojouama', it makes me feel uncomfortable, just call me Yumi." the brown-haired girl chided the short-haired girl.

"Yes, Yumi-sama," Aya-chan said, watching the young girl exit the room.

Yumi crossed the hall and entered her own room. After she emptied her pockets on the writing desk, she went into the bathroom to wash up.. Once done, she changed into the pajamas Aya-chan left on the bed for her. 'I should really write Sachiko, a letter to explain things,' she thought and sat at the writing desk. Finding a pen and paper, she began to write:

Dearest Sachiko,

I know my actions have hurt you. It was never my intention to make you suffer. To see you suffer causes me great sorrow. I know deep down in my heart that you'd suffer more in a loveless marriage, than if we were just separated. I love you, Sachiko, nothing will ever take that away. I hope you can forgive me .

As I write this, Aya-chan is packing your things and my heart is breaking. I don't know if I will ever see you again. Or even if you want to. I hope somehow with your new found freedom, you can be happy. That would make my sacrifice worthwhile.

As Yumi was writing, she heard the door open. Looking up she saw Sachiko's grandfather in the doorway. "I hope I'm not disturbing you, Yumi-chan. I was just walking to my room and saw the light from under your door. Is everything alright?" The old man asked.

Yumi stood up and answered, "Everything's fine, Ogasawara-sama. I was just writing a letter to Sachiko before I went to bed.

"I wish you would start calling me 'grandfather' Yumi-chan," the old man said as he approached the young girl. "We are family now, after all."

"Sorry, O-, I mean grandfather." Yumi said bowing her head in apology.

Sachiko's grandfather lifted Yumi's head by her chin and said, "That wasn't so hard now, was it?"

Yumi felt uncomfortable meeting the old man's cold eyes, so she turned her head away. As she did that the old man's eyes roamed over her body. "My, My, Yumi-chan, I never realized what a lovely woman you are," he told Yumi as he grabbed her shoulders, and pulled the girl in for a kiss. Just as his lips touched her cheek, she pushed him away and stepped back, only to be blocked by the desk.

The old man rushed in and backhanded Yumi saying, "That's the last time you'll deny me bitch!" The brown-haired girl cried out at the blow, which spun her around to face the desk. Suddenly, with much force, her arm was bent behind her back and a hand snaked around her front groping for her left breast. The old man whispered in her ear, "How small and perky they are. I am going to enjoy this very much, Yumi-chan.

Yumi tried to yell out, but fear took the words out of her mouth as the hand released it's hold on her breast and pushed her chest flat to the desk. Yumi felt the hand start pulling the pajama bottoms off her hips, until they fell to the floor. "Please don't do this." Yumi whimpered, begging the old man to stop.

The man laughed at Yumi's struggles as he undid his own pants, and let them drop to the floor, so that he can release his lust on the younger girl. Yumi let out an ear-splitting scream as her assailant thrust himself hard into her. Yumi's mind was frozen from fear, pain, and shock. The only thought in her mind was the repeated mantra of 'No. No. No. No. …' with every thrust from the older man. She screamed in pain, tears rolling down her face. Soon the thrusts became faster and harder until with a groan, Sachiko's grandfather sated his lust. As they separated, he released Yumi's arm saying. "You better get used to this, Yumi-chan. I am not going to rely on that boy-lover to produce my heir." The old man pulled up, refastened his pants and walked out the door.

Without the added weight on her back, Yumi slid to the floor, whimpering, her teary eyes showing fear, hut, and hatred as they followed the back of the old man exiting the room. After he left Yumi curled herself into a ball and cried.

Aya-chan, peeking through the crack of the door of Sachiko's room, watched the old man leave Yumi's room and walk down the hall. She was in the middle of packing Sachiko's clothes, when she heard the scream form across the hall. She had rushed over to check on the young girl, but when she saw what was happening, she left closing the door silently. Aya-chan felt guilty for leaving Yumi. She had wanted to help the young girl, but realized she was powerless against the senior Ogasawara.

Once she was certain the old man was gone, Aya-chan crossed the hall and entered Yumi's room. When she saw the battered, brown-haired girl curled in a ball, Aya-chan's heart broke as she felt guilt for not being able to help. The maid rushed over to the fallen girl to see what could be done now. She knelt beside Yumi and spoke to her, "Yumi-sama. It's Aya-chan, can you hear me?"

Yumi was unresponsive in a state of shock. Aya-chan knew she should call someone. If she called the head of the household staff, it would cause a lot of trouble, and staff would lose their jobs. If she called security, the same thing would happen. As her eyes scanned the room, she saw Yumi's cell phone on the floor by the desk. She picked it up and flipped it open. She paged through Yumi's contacts until she found the number of the one person that would move heaven and earth for the girl sobbing beside her.

Aya-chan pressed 'send' and prayed for the line to connect. When it did, an angry female voice answered. "Yumi, what the hell were you thinking?"

"Sachiko-ojousama, this is Aya-chan." the maid said into the phone interrupting Sachiko's tirade.

"Aya-chan, where's Yumi?" a puzzled Sachiko asked. "Why are you on her phone?"

The maid responded, "Yumi is in a bad way. Ogasawara-sama came and he – and he ..." Not being able to say what had happened, Aya-chan broke into tears of frustration.

Trying her best to keep cool and get coherent answers, Sachiko calmly asked, "Did he touch her?"

"Y – Yes," a broken sob came from Aya-chan

"Did he hurt her?" Sachiko stated worriedly.

"Yes"

"He didn't r – " Sachiko couldn't finish the word, scared that the answer might be …

"Y – Yes," a wail came out of the phone.

"Don't move her, I'll be there as soon as I can." Sachiko ordered as she broke the line.

Sachiko dialed a set of numbers quickly. The other party answered immediately. "Sa-chan, why are you calling so late?"

Sachiko answered, "Yumi's in trouble, I need you to pick me up. Now."

"Yumi-chan? What ..." Suguru said confused.

Sachiko interrupted him saying, "I don't have time to explain, just get your ass here now."

"Give me directions," Suguru said flatly.

Aya-chan was waiting by Yumi, doing her best to comfort the poor girl. She had to keep talking to her because when she touched Yumi, the other girl would scream and curl up tighter. Aya-chan spoke softly to the girl next to her. "It's OK Yumi-sama. Everything is going to be fine. Nobody is going to hurt you. Aya-chan is here. I won't leave you. It's OK, Sachiko-ojousama will be here soon."

Hearing her beloved's name, Yumi responded softly, "Sachiko?"

Aya-chan fell back relieved, hearing Yumi's voice. The maid continued talking to the young girl. "Sachiko-ojousama is coming to get you. She'll take care of you..." And on it went with the maid talking softly to Yumi, comforting her. Yumi kept repeating Sachiko's name softly.

After what seemed like an eternity, the bedroom door opened, letting Suguru and Sachiko inside. As she took in the scene of Yumi curled up with her pajama bottoms bunched around her ankles, Sachiko turned to Suguru and screamed, "You bastard! You said you'd take care of her, protect her. You lied to me!"

Yumi's quiet voice drew Sachiko's attention from her ire, "Sachiko, is that you? Am I dreaming?"

Sachiko ran over and knelt by Yumi, grabbing the younger girl's hand. "I'm here Yumi. I'll take care of you."

At the sound and contact of her lover, Yumi snapped out of her shock and wrapped her arms around Sachiko, crying. "It was horrible. It hurt. I felt so helpless, there was nothing I could do. He wouldn't stop hurting me. He wouldn't let go. He wouldn't stop."

Sachiko replied softly, "It's OK Yumi. He's gone now. He won't hurt you again." She then addressed the maid, "Help me try and get her pants up." Yumi flinched as Aya-chan pulled the pajama bottoms up her legs. "There, there Yumi, " Sachiko comforted, "Don't worry. Grandfather won't hurt you again."

As he heard who had done this to Yumi, Suguru flew into a rage, "I'll kill him with my bare hands. He's a dead man," the young man said as he started toward the door.

"Sachiko's next words stopped him mid-stride. "Stop Suguru! Think it through. Nothing good will come of this if we make a scene now. I have an idea, and when the time comes I'll nail him myself."

"Then what can I do?" He asked awaiting instruction.

"Right now you can wait for us to get some things packed, and then take them to the car." Sachiko turned to Aya-chan, "Go pack some things for Yumi, we aren't coming back here."

Aya-chan quickly packed some of Yumi's things into a bag and brought it over to Suguru saying. "Sachiko-ojousama has a bag packed in her room also." Suguru nodded taking the bag and leaving the room.

Sachiko looked at Aya-chan and said, "Wait with Yumi please. I have to go do something. I'll be back soon and we'll all leave together." With those words, Sachiko left the room. A few minutes later, Sachiko came back and the two women left the room supporting Yumi between them and walked down the hall.

Once they were all settled in the car, driving to the hospital, Sachiko called her onee-sama, Youko. "Onee-sama, meet me at the hospital."

"What's wrong?" Youko asked.

"It's Yumi. I'll explain when I see you. Come ready to work. And whatever you do DON'T bring Sei." Sachiko told the older woman on the other end of the phone.

"I can be there in a few minutes." Youko said, breaking the connection.

A/N: A big thanks to all you readers for your support.