Hey I am fucking sick of city-wide internet I'm fucking crying i'm so mad!!!

I had this chapter up (mind you I had like 2,000 words in here) and I fucking lost all of it cause of the god damn mother fucking internet!!!

AND It's fucking slower than molasis in dead cold blizzardly winter!!!

AND I was just by the BEST part in the fucking story.

AND i'm seriously thinking of moving to and AMISH community and throwing my fucking laptop in the god damn TRASH!!!!!

Mind you I can't live without this thing and I'm about to kill it (I named it) that's how crazy I am!!!!!

ANYWAYS sorry this took so long. NONE of this is mine for the exception of Emiko and her family.

Im thinking of writing a one shot for Mori and Haruhi.

I Hate Life With A PASSION,

Bren.

Enjoy your mother fucking story!

Emiko's POV

two weeks eariler

Here it comes again. The ulgy truth is that I can't stop anything he does. I freeze everytime he lays a finger on me.

He forces himself in me. When he invites his friends over for a sleepover know what I am getting into. It's like his little warning to get ready for his friends to come in my bedroom. Some teens would kill for the poolroom to have privacy. I hate it. It's a quarter of a mile from the actual estate.

After a week of my first night I had my uncle, the man who welcomed me with open arms into his home after my parents death, spend everynite in my bed telling his wife I had nightmares about my mother.

His friends come in right after his wife goes to sleep. He tells me all they need is a body to release themselves, give them 'pleasure'.

I am that body.

present

"Miss Takahashi." the fat old man upfront called

"Yes."

"Have you been paying attention."

"No not really."

"And why is that?"

"I don't care about this class. Never have, never will."

"Well why don't you care."

"As soon as I graduate I get sucked into a arranged marriage and I take over my family's TRADING company so thier is no point in learning which cell is which in this damn dish."

"Well, that's quite a story. Too bad I don't care. Detention, after school, with me."

"I'll see you there."

At the end of the day Emiko walked as slowly as she could back to the third floor science room and through two hours of her teacher screaming at her. She changed into black jeans, pink converse, and a pink T-shirt then she ran back to the unused music room.

Tripping up the staircase birsting through the door making the inside doorknob break through the sheetrock.

Breathlessly finding words.

"I-pant-I'm-pant-Sorry."

"EMI-CHAN" the smallest host wrapped his little arms around her waist making her gasp in suprise and pain.

"I missed you, right Takashi?"

"Yeah."

"I didn't eat any cake for a week I was so upset."

"Well we better make up for that week right. But I have to talk to Kyouya for a minute. K?"

I walked twords Kyouya scared to death on what to say.

"Can I talk with you alone if possible."

"Of course."

He guided me to the storage room and locked the door behind him.

"What do you need to talk about?"

I was a loss for words so I slowy pulled off my shirt and showed him the bruises. I turned to show him the scratches and badly covered cuts on my back.

"I have been raped and beaten everyday since I moved in with my uncle and his family. I need you to help me."

"We will go to your uncle estate gather some of your things and you will stay at my house until I put him away."

I pulled my shirt on and shyly walked over to him. Sliding my small arms around his neck.

"Thank you."

"No problem. I'm glad you told me."

I unwrapped my arms and grabbed his blazer sleve dragged himout of the storage room

Kyouya's POV

I am an idoit.

"The Host Club is dismissed."

After all the hosts left I took Miss Takahashi to her home, she gathered her things and we left. Once at my house I gave her a tour, and showed her my room and told her she could sleep on the bed while I sleep on the couch. She showered and changed into a black skirt that stopped above the knee and a black muscle-T.

She was sitting in the middle of my bed rocking herself from side to side and humming.

"What are you doing?"

"Oh I'm ah... nothing."

"Come here." She rolled off the bed and sat next to me.

"Do you want somethign to help heal those?" I pointed to her stomach.

"Sure."

"I'll be right back." I left to my bathroom and grabbed one of my first aid kit's and changed into my blue pj bottoms and a white T-shirt and walked back into my room and saw Emiko laying on her stomach and had her shirt on the floor leaving her in her bra.

"Wha-What are you doing?

"I didn't know what you were getting so I took off my shirt so you could fix me up."

"Oh... Okay."

I opened my kit and pulled out some anitbacterial cream, a needle filled with novicane and some gauses. I gathered the right doseage of novicnae in a syringe and put a glob of cream on a Q-tip and prepared to do this as fast as possible.

(A/N: I'm making this cut like she doesn't need stiches but still needs some meds.)

"Are you allergic to novicane?"

"No."

"This may sting a little."

"K."

"Ready?"

"Yeah." She gripped the pillow by her head.

I injected the novicave around the wound and rubbed the cream in then taped the gause over the cut. Then wrapped binding dressing around her stomach.

"Okay all done."

"..."

"Are you alright?"

She shook her head and dug her head further in the couch cushion.

"Can you help me one more time, please?"

"What do you need?"

"Help up."

"Alright, roll over."

"K."

She rolled on her back and carfully slipped on her shirt then I slipped one hand under her knees and one behind her back and picked her up. She wrapped her arms around my neck and put her head on my shoulder. I walked over to the bed, let her legs go and unraveled the blanket and helped her in. I started to walk over to the couch to clean up but I was stopped by a hand pulling my shirt corner.

Emiko's POV

"Can you sleep with me?"

"Shit, I didn't mean that!" Dammit I'm an idiot.

"I know. Sure."

"...ok."

He walked over and cleaned up his medical mess and walked over to the other side of the bed, put his glasses down and laid down having his back face me. I pulled the covers up to my face and smelled the fabric.

Pepermint and ink. My new favorite smell.

I poked his shoulder and he fell on his back.

"Yes?"

I shifted over to him and laid my head on his chest.

"Nothing."

I felt his hand slowly wrap around me pulling me closer. Pepermint and ink. I smiled and fell asleep.

BEEP BEEP BEEP

SMASH

"What the hell did you do to my alarm clock?"

"I ah... smashed it."

"You didn't just smash it you killed it!"

"I'll buy you a new one, OK."

"Why?"

"Why do you wake up so early?"

"It's only 7!"

"I wake up at 9!"

"School starts at 9:15."

"That's plenty of time to get ready!"

"For you maybe. For me that's nothing."

"Shut up and come back to bed."

"Yes, wife."

"What did you say?"

"I said 'Yes, wife'." I stood from on the bed making me wobble a bit.

"Kyouya Ootori, what would give you the idea that I would ever marry you."

"Because." he walked twords the door.

"Because?"

"Yes. Because"

"Well your a genius."

"Thank you."

"That wasn't a compilment you know."

"I don't get it."

"Nevermind."

"Whatever."

"Like I said 'Shut up and come to bed'. You got up and now i'm uncomfortable. We both know you want to."

"No I don't, get up we have to go to school."

"News flash it's Sunday."

"What?"

"It's sunday now take off your uniform and get back in this bed before I use force."

"No."

"One more chance to chage your mind."

"N-O."

"Have it your way."

I got up walked slowly planning my attack. I made my way over to him and wrapped my arms around his torso and smiled. I have something.

"What are you smiling for?"

"You'll see."

I wipped his backpack out of his hands and slid my hands out from his back up chest and up by his shoulders. I slipped my hands under his blazer and down his arms making his blue jacket fall to the ground. I slid my hands up his arms again making my way up to his tie. Never breaking eye contact I ripped the fabric from his neck. One, two, three, four, and five buttons undone. I walked around him making the white piece of cloth fall from his body. His boyish-but-manly chest is making my heart race three times fast.

One more, I can do this. I unbuckled his belt and slid down his pants and then took off his shoes. I grabbed his hand and pulled him to the bed took his glasses and set them down next to the demolished clock.

"That wasn't so hard was it?" I questioned.

"I don't know, was it?"

"Your such a child."

I pushed him down and layed my head on his chest like last night.

"Kyouya guess what?" I looked up to him as he looked down to me.

"What?"

"I-I'm not tired anymore."

"..."

HEHE I'll have the next one up also today.

I made this one a little longer to make it up to you.

Bren.