So let me clarify that last note at the end of chapter 8. As a matter of fact, disregard it. Timeline will be made clear in this chapter. If it is not clear enough, just let me know, I'd be happy to clarify.

Sorry readers and reviewers. It was my mistake. Please forgive me :(

Long chapter ahead.

Warnings apply.

Sexy Love

I had managed to cut Yusuke's hair for him before I left, and although I was tired, it came out well. I kissed him goodbye and promised we would hang out the next day. The ride back home was uneventful and I arrived home around seven.

As soon as I entered the house, I could smell the aroma of the super my mother was preparing. My stomach roused to the delicious smell. I removed my shoes and headed into the kitchen, where I expected my mother to be. Instead, I was greatly surprised to be greeted by the sight of my step-father preparing dinner. I raised a fine red brow in confusion. In the year and a half that he's lived here, I don't ever recalling him cooking. That responsibility fell to my mother and I.

"Hatanaka?" I said perplexed. I watched as he scooped the fluffy white rice out of the rice cooker and neatly place it into the small bowl.

"Your mother had to work late tonight, so I'd thought I'd whip something up," he said evenly.

"Oh." I took this as an acceptable explanation and exited the kitchen.

I raced up to my room and locked the door behind me. A cool breeze greeted me and I looked for the source. The hole I had punched into the wall a few days ago was open. The flowers I had stuffed into the hole to cover it, had fallen out. I really needed to get that fixed. Once again, I placed another bouquet of flowers into it, which effectively covered the damage. After that was taken care of, I started to undress. I changed into my pajamas; a pain white t-shirt and dark blue shorts. As soon as I finished dressing, I heard a soft knock at the door.

"Supper's ready Shiuchi," my brother's light voice said. "Come on."

I came down shortly after and was pleasantly surprised to see a nice spread of food on the table. I took a seat across from my stepfather and next to my kid brother. The boy was anxious to dig in.

"It's been so long since I've had your cooking, dad." Shuuichi said.

The food was delicious. I had almost forgotten that Hatanaka and my brother had lived by themselves before he married my mother. No wonder he could cook so well.

We ate in silence, and I finished quickly. I politely excused myself from the table. I had some homework to do. The phone rang suddenly and I answered it, expecting it to be my mother.

"Minamino residence." I said routinely. I didn't get a response right away and I furrowed my brows in confusion. "Hello?" I said. Still nothing. I shrugged my shoulders and made to hang up until I picked up the sound of soft laughter on the other line. I quickly placed it back to my ear. "Hello?" I called out again.

"Hello." A smooth voice answered from the other side.

"May I ask who's speaking?" The voice seemed familiar.

"Don't tell me you've forgotten about me already, beautiful red haired boy." he said slyly. I grimaced as soon as I recognized the thick accent of the foreign man.

"Lothaire." I all but hissed out. He laughed on the other side.

"Doesn't seem like you're too pleased to hear from me."

I glanced back at my family and decided that they didn't need to hear my conversation. I walked out of the dining room and went into the living area. Once I was sure I was a good distance away, I spoke again.

"Why are you calling here?" I questioned angrily. "And how did you get this number?"

"You know very well why I'm calling. And your number isn't the only thing I have. I know where you live."

I clenched my fist in anger. He continued. "We had a deal, Shuichi."

"How did you find me?" I asked heatedly.

Blondie laughed again. "All I did was ask around the club for anyone who might know of a pretty red haired boy with emerald eyes. You'd be surprised how many people knew immediately who I was talking about. One gave me your full name and I conducted a search from there. It wasn't hard. You last name isn't exactly common."

Damn it! I inwardly swore. I had had no intention of encountering this guy ever again, but he somehow found me. I was pretty well known in these parts, so anyone could have told him of me.

I contemplated hanging up on him, but just then, he spoke.

"I want to see you, tomorrow. No exceptions or I'll call the police."

"And charge me with what proof?" I questioned.

He snickered. "I have video footage of you and the damage you caused."

I swore again. Was I really cornered by this man? No, I told myself. I just need to think. I closed my eyes and tried to find fault in his logic. I was pretty sure he had footage of me leaving the room, but as to footage of me actually committing the alleged crime, he did not have. And I could not be arrested by his alleged charge without proper evidence.

"Unless you have tangible evidence of me committing the crime, I cannot be arrested." I said sharply.

The man snickered. "So you caught my bluff, eh? Well just because you've evaded me now, doesn't mean you're free of me. I'm very determined. I will have you and…"

"Fuck you." I said promptly, before hanging up on him. He may have tricked me the first time, but I learned from my mistakes. He wouldn't swindle me again.

I placed the unpleasant conversation behind me and pushed Blondie into the furthest recess of my mind. I had more important things to do than deal with a horny pedophile; such as try and get Youko to tell me why he wouldn't let me tell Yusuke anything. I went into my room and locked the door. I didn't want any interruptions while I was conversing with Youko. A yawn escaped my lips as a wave of drowsiness enveloped me.

I couldn't go to sleep just yet. Youko and I had some things to discuss. I went into the bathroom and started to run a bath. Strawberry scented bubbles were added. I undressed rinse off with the (sprayer?) before entering the hot water. I figured I could take a relaxing bath and talk with Youko at the same time. Once I was fully immersed in the hot water, I turned off the faucet. My back rested upon the slanted part of the tub.

This was wonderful. I released a sigh of contentment and closed my eyes. I sought out Youko and tried talking to him, though I wasn't certain if he'd answer back. It was strange, I was Youko and he was me, yet our minds had not merged like our bodies had. So although he was me, he was also a separate entity. I had to mentally seek him out if I wanted to speak with him, though he could invade my thoughts as he pleased.

"Youko." I inwardly spoke.

~What is it? ~

I was very surprised to have gotten a response from him so soon.

"Tell me why you stopped me from telling Yusuke earlier." I demand. The Demon thief snickered.

~Why must you question me? Just do as I say. ~

"Please Youko, tell me why." I pleaded. "I need to know. I must know!"

~I'm under no obligation to tell you anything. Just know that you shouldn't tell him, and that's final. ~

"But why not?" I was starting to get frustrated now.

He didn't answer me so I assumed he was ignoring me. I groaned in annoyance. Youko could be so difficult sometimes. He was very prideful and did not like his actions to be questioned.

"Look Youko, if you don't tell me why, then I'm going to tell him anyway." I said defiantly. The demon stirred.

~It would be in your best interest not to. ~

"Why?" I hissed out.

~My patience grows thin with you, human. ~

"And I'm just about fed up with your games!" I snapped back.

~Be silent. ~

"No, I will not be silent! You may not care about Yusuke, but I do. I love him and I want to be truthful with him." I said in all honesty. I hated keeping secrets from my beloved.

Youko sighed in annoyance. ~I'm trying to help you. ~

"Well you're not doing a very good job." I said spitefully.

~Shuichi, are you sure you want to know? ~ he asked.

"Yes, I do." I said softly.

~Very well then, but you will not like what I have to say.~ He paused for a minute before continuing. ~ Yusuke, as you know, is very unstable. His demon powers have just been awakened after being contained within the family line for generations. At first, I wasn't sure of the cause of his dramatic mood swings and harshness toward you, but now I understand. His body is changing, and the mood swings and violent attitude are the side effects of the change. ~

"But what does that mean!" I snapped, yelling out loud.

~ Yusuke is transforming into a full blooded demon. ~

I couldn't even surpress the shocked gasp that slipped through my lips. Yusuke…was changing into a full blooded demon? That can't be possible. I pulled my legs up and wrapped my arms around them. This couldn't be happening. I didn't understand. After Yusuke defeated Sensui, he did have the powers of an S-class demon, but he was still human; just with demon powers. Yusuke, at the request of Hokoushin, had stayed demon world to train. During that time, I had also been traveling back in forth between the two worlds. So I was never really away from him.

We traveled back and forth for about a year. I still attended school when I could, but Yusuke had skipped the year completely, and because of it he had to repeat the ninth grade again. But even after that year of on and off training, Yusuke was normal, although he did say that he hadn't fully mastered his demon powers. I didn't think anything of it at the time, considering he had just acquired the powers. We had returned to our normal human lives after that, until once again Yusuke was summoned by the starving Lord Raizen again, the man was supposed to have died within a year, but he had somehow managed to survive until now, though his time was definitely about to run out.

Unfortunately, I couldn't go with him on this most recent trip, and I was forced to suffer a month without any word, or notice from Yusuke. I had contemplated going to see him, but I had had too many obligations in the human world. It hurt me dearly to be without him. However, it was only after this previous visit to demon world did when he become fiercely violent. Damn it. What could have happened in that month to have made Yusuke change so dramatically?

"Youko, what is the cause of Yusuke's transformation?" I asked.

~I do not know. ~

I closed my eyes and sunk down into the water, until my nose was just above it. It was all too much to take in. What was I to do? Was there any way I could stop the process, or was it already too late? If Yusuke were to become a full-blooded demon, would he still be the same, or would he change completely? Would he still be himself? Questions after questions flooded into my head, causing my anxiety level to rise. My fingers were trembling and my lips began to quiver. I shook all over, though I wasn't cold. I wrapped my arms tighter around my legs and pulled them closer to my chest.

Then, I cried.

…

I had contemplated not going to school today, but I couldn't afford to postpone the test I had missed any longer. So unfortunately I went to school. The day seemed to drag on and I had trouble concentrating. I was tired from only functioning on three hours of sleep. Last night had been awful; I had one crying spell after another. Questions and unknown possibilities raced through my head and I couldn't keep them from coming.

After the last school bell rang, students poured out of the classroom, except for me. I had to stay after school to make up a physics test Mr. Fuyuko so graciously allowed me to take without any deducted points from it being late. With a wide grin, he placed the test in front of me and I immediately began working on it. I wanted to get out of here as soon as possible.

A half hour passed and I was almost halfway finished with the test. Suddenly, Mr. Fuyuko approached me from behind and leaned down. His dark hair touched my face, tickling my cheeks. I rolled my eyes at the act and continued to work on my test. I wasn't as if he hadn't done this before, and he's knows not to touch me. His lips lingered dangerously close to my ear, but they never made contact with skin. I was annoyed by his antics, but ignored them anyway. I had plans with Yusuke, and I wasn't going to let him hinder me from my work.

"Shuichi," he whispered sensually. Once again I ignored him, until he placed his hands onto my shoulders. I immediately stopped writing and shot him a warning glare. Normally he would have backed off, but this time he didn't. I tried to jerk away from him, but he held on tight.

"Get your hands off of me!" I hissed out. Mr. Fuyuko grinned and pressed his lips against my ear. I drew back in disgust. This was going too far, I had to stop him. I grabbed his hands and yanked them off my shoulders. I stood up and backed away from him, fury evident in my glare. Since when was he so bold? In the two years that I've attended this academy, he has never been so forward. He moved in on me, but I stood my ground.

"Could you please stop this so I can finish my test?" I said in annoyance. "I don't have time for this!"

He smirked and crossed his arms. There was something quite peculiar about his eyes. I was quite used to the look of lust and want from him, but there was always a sense of hesitation in his pristine blue eyes. That wasn't the case at the moment. The hesitation and restraint were both gone. His eyes were focused and attentive, almost feral.

"Shuichi," he said through a grin. "Have you ever wondered what my power is?

I was taken aback by his question, but my face didn't reflect my surprise. Of course I had tried to decipher what his demon counterpart was, but I could not. I had sensed the fact that he was a half demon, and a very weak one at that, so I never really considered him a threat. The dark-haired man smirked, and raised his hand up. I watched in surprise as a purple flame formed in his hand. It was strange, even though I could see him using his power, I couldn't sense his power.

Suddenly, the flame grew larger and started to form a shape of some sort. Damn it. Where have I seen this power before? His technique was so familiar. I took a cautious step back and kept my eyes locked with his. The flame soon dissipated and an object was presented before me. My eyes went wide with shock and I couldn't suppress the gasp that slipped through my lips. Mr. Fuyuko's grin widened at my expression and he took another step closer. I immediately withdrew.

What he had in his hand, was a bomb.

It was similar to the one Karasu had used during the dark tournament, except less cynical. The bomb was roughly the size of a brick, and it looked deadly. But wait, there was no way he'd set it off in school, right? He tossed the bomb up and down playfully.

"Well, now you know." he said, obviously amused.

"You're…you're of the quest class?" I tried to hide the fear in my tone, but my voice quivered regardless.

"Yes I am." he said, tossing the bomb up and down. "And I'm sure you're well aware of my powers and capabilities."

All too much, I thought. "But, why can't I sense your power?"

"Because I am a half-demon. We half-breeds can suppress our energy levels much better that a full blooded demon can, though we can't seem to hide the fact that we are half. Our scent is too potent, I guess."

I keep my emerald green eyes locked onto his blue one's, hoping he couldn't see the gears rotating in my head. I was trying to think of a way to escape. My mind was racing, calculating several possibilities and outcomes. Mr. Fuyuko took another step closer. I needed more time to think, so I would have to stall him.

"Why choose now to reveal yourself?"

His grin widened at that. "You know I've wanted you for a long time now, and up until today, I've denied myself the pleasure. I thought of it like a game between you and I. I wanted to see how long I could resist you, and how long it would be until you eventually gave into my advances."

He laughed. "Obviously you didn't relent, so I guess you could say that you won the game." He said through a wide amused grin.

"Lucky me." I said sarcastically.

"Yes, Lucky me." he said with a wide sadistic smile.

Damn it. The only idea I could come up with was to face him head on. Well, it was better than nothing. I reached into my red locks and pulled out a rose, but before I could even transform it into my rose whip, Mr. Fuyuko threw the bomb at me. I dodged it gracefully. However, instead of creating an explosion, it released a gas as soon as it hit the ground. I instinctively covered my mouth and tried to find the exit through the gas.

I bumped into a few desks, but eventually made it to the side where the door was. I made to reach for the knob, but withdrew once my hand encountered a body. I swore out loud and backed away from the door. Through squinted eyes, I frantically searched for another way out. Maybe I could escape through the window. I raced across the room and tried to open the large glass window. There were two latched that need to be opened and lifted at the same time in order to open the window. I had one hand covering my mouth and nose, so I couldn't remove it, lest I risk being taken by it.

Somewhere in the distance, I heard him laugh. I shot daggers at what direction I thought he was in. With my other hand, I reached into my hair and quickly pulled out a rose. I gathered my spirit energy and made to transform it into my rose whip, but again, I was defaulted. A bomb blew it up in my hand. I scowled and took out another one, although the same thing happened.

Fuck! I couldn't use my rose whip and I would soon need to take a breath. My lungs were tightening from the lack of oxygen, and I was starting to get lightheaded. I needed to come up with a plan and fast. Mr. Fuyuko was approaching me, I could hear his footsteps.

"You're going to need to breathe soon." He said slyly.

I ignored him and tried the window again. My eyes were watering and my chest was burning. My whole body was aching from a lack of oxygen. I knew my face must have been blue. I was starting to see black spots and I was being to feel weak. I let the window pane slip through my fingers. Suddenly, I couldn't take it anymore. I removed my hand and took a deep sinful breathe. Gas immediately filled my mouth and lungs.

I collapsed onto the ground. My spirit energy was weakening and my strength was dissipating. I heard him approach my limp form and snicker.

"Sleep now." he said softly.

My eyelids felt heavy and an overwhelming feeling of drowsiness enveloped me. Darkness filled my eyes and my body relaxed. I slept.

…

Cold fingers caressed my cheek, massaging small circles into the soft skin. Another hand reached for a lock of my hair, twirling the red tendril around a finger. I was slowly regaining consciousness. Something soft and silky was supporting my body. My arms and legs felt heavy. Gradually, I lifted my eyelids a bit. A bright light beamed down on me and I tried to lift my arm up to shield my eyes, but was greatly surprised when something prohibited my movement.

I heard an amused laugh from beside me. Instantly alert, I opened my eyes and turned in the direction of the voice. I was greeted by a wide grin and brilliant blue eyes. Surprised, I made to sit up, but found that I couldn't. I glanced at my arms and saw that they were chained up. A strange thick wire like material were wrapped tightly around my arms and bolted to the metal headboard. My legs were also restrained in the same thick wire manacles that were bolted into the ceiling, so that the lower half of my body rose off the bed.

Frantically, I struggled against my bonds, but the more I did, the tighter the thick wire like bonds tightened around my wrist and ankles. I tried to summon my spirit energy, only to find it dangerously low. How could that be? I don't remember using that much spirit energy. This was bad. With such little energy, I couldn't summon for help. While I was preoccupied with my thoughts, Mr. Fuyuko began caressing my cheek again.

It snapped me out of my thoughts and I jerked away from him. He scowled and roughly grabbed my face, yanking it to the side until I was staring directly into his eyes. I gritted my teeth and shot him an intense look. He squeezed my cheeks tighter until my lips puckered up. A grin graced his face as he leaned down. I grimaced as he snaked his tongue out and trailed his wet muscle over my painfully puckered lips. A moan spilled from his lips. His tongue dipped into the tiny slit of my tightly closed mouth.

He pulled away delighted and released my face. My cheeks were red from the rough treatment. I shot him a heated glare.

"Release me you sick fucker!" I yelled.

He made a sound of disappointment with his teeth. "Such foul language from such a pretty mouth." His fingers trailed over my lips briefly, before he stood up.

I struggled in my bonds again. I wasn't going down without a fight. My wrist started to hurt from the strained action, but I continued on, until I was suddenly shocked. Electricity sparked around my wrist and ankles. The pain seemingly traveled down from my wrist to my elbows and from my ankle to my calves. I hissed at the pain and shot the dark-haired man an angry, but questioning glare. He smirked as he circled the bed, smiling down at his handy work.

"You're restraints are a variation of an electricity cord, though much stronger. It absorbs you spirit energy and with a simple thought, I can shock the hell out of you. Quite ingenious really, though it did take me a few years to perfect it." he ended with a proud grin. He stopped circling the bed until he stood at the foot of the bed. He looked me up and down and licked his lips lustfully.

"You're so fucking gorgeous. I can't wait to get you undressed."

I rolled my eyes and pulled against my restraints again. That earned me another shock of electricity. I jolted at the contact and bit my lip to keep from crying out. He moved to the side of the bed and sat down. His grin widened.

"Be a good boy and let me kiss you." He leaned down to press his lips against mine, but I was defiant, and turned my head.

This time I did cry out when he shocked me. It was more intense than the last times, and it left a burning sensation within. He grabbed both sides of my face and pressed his lips to mine. His cold hands kept my head steady as he kissed me hard, devouring my mouth in a lust driven trance. His tongue plunged into my moist cavern. He moaned scandalously into my mouth and gripped my head tighter. His slick muscle coiled around my tongue, sucking it roughly. I would have tried to bite his tongue if he wasn't gripping my head back so hard, preventing me from biting down.

"Mmm," he purred pulling back, leaving me breathless. "You taste like a sweet little virgin."

I glared at him. "Let me go, now!" I demanded.

He shook his head no and kissed the area just below my collar bone. He then nuzzled his nose into the nook of my neck.

"You even smell sweet." He licked my neck and I flinched in disgust. I was trying frantically to think of a way out, but it was hard to think with his lips nipping at my neck. I closed my eyes and tried to gather up what spirit energy I had left. The action didn't go unnoticed and I was soon shocked again. He didn't even stop necking me as he continued to electrocute the shit out of me. My back arched at the pain. I felt him smile against my neck.

"You like this, no?" He bit my neck hard and shocked me again. I jolted at the sharp pain and a strangled cry spilled from my lips. He moaned against my neck and bit even harder.

His hands trailed down to my chest and he pulled my sweater vest over my head. It couldn't be completely removed due to the restraints, so it remained behind my head. Nimble fingers danced over my chest, still covered by my white collared shirt. He caressed my chest until he found one of my nipples. I hissed in pain when he pinched it hard between his thumb and forefinger. He roughly rotated it between his fingers, drawing a startled gasp from me.

He smiled against my neck before kissing it softly. "How sensitive you are." He removed his lips from my neck and placed them onto my nipple. I bit my lip to keep from groaning at the pain his blunt teeth were inflicting. He roughly bit and pulled at it through my shirt, his saliva soaked the area around it.

"Stop this!" I demanded once again, and tried to jerk back. He didn't shock me but he did bite my nipple relatively hard. I grunted at the pain. He moved to the other one and gave it the same rough treatment. Biting and nipping with no regard as to the pain I was experiencing. He brought his hand up and began to pinch the sopping wet one between his fingers. I hissed in anger and frustration.

"Get the hell off me you fucking pervert!" I thrashed around, trying to buck him off me. He withdrew his mouth and stared down at me, amusement evident in his eyes.

"Pervert? How dare you call me that when it was you who seduced me." he said slyly.

I hissed in anger. "I did no such thing!"

He nodded his head. "Oh, but you did and you know it. They way you would look at me as I taught class. Pretending you were listening when you where really fantasizing about me. I could see it in your eyes, you wanted me, and I wanted you. How could I resist?" he hissed out.

"Oh please, you flatter yourself." I said in annoyance. "I have never wanted you. Ever."

"You're such a liar." His fingers went to the top button of my shirt. He unbuttoned the first two and in his eagerness, he ripped my shirt open. Buttons went flying everywhere. He released an exaggerated moan and pulled my shirt open. He marveled at my nipples, which were already flushed a brilliant pink. His tongue immediately lapped at one, twirling his smooth muscle around it. He played with the other one, fingering it listlessly. He then bit the tiny rose bud hard and pulled at it ruthlessly. I cried out at the sharp pain.

He grinned around the abused bud at the sound of my cries, and I soon felt a surge of electricity go from my restraints to my elbows and calves. My cries intensified at the combined pain, and I thrashed around, trying to do anything to lessen the pain. Suddenly, the voltage increased, and I screamed. It felt like millions of needles were piercing my flesh, inside and out. A tear slipped from my eye.

With one last harsh bite to my nipple, he pulled away with a lick his lips. The electricity stopped. I stopped screaming and thrashing. My mind was in a haze. I couldn't think. All I knew was that I did not want to be shocked like that again. What if I was electrocuted so bad my heart went into shock and stopped beating? I would die, and then I'd never be able to see my mother, or my friends, or…Yusuke. I felt my heart sink as I thought of him, and I tried to push him from my mind. I couldn't think of him at a time like this.

I felt him leave the bed, only to position himself between my raised legs. I wanted to thrash and buck and be totally uncooperative, but I did not want to risk getting shocked again. I watched in horror as his hands went for my zipper. His expression was nothing short of sadistic glee as he unzipped them and slowly pulled them down, making sure his fingertips brushed against the smooth skin of my legs. He moaned at the feel of them.

He pulled them down to my ankles, since they could go no further. He smiled playfully as he crawled underneath them to position himself between my legs again. A bright flush found its way to my cheeks as he stared down at my underwear. I had chosen to wear something a little more provocative than the boxers I normally wore. They had been intended for Yusuke's eyes, but now I was being exposed by my pervert teacher. A wide, almost comical grin formed on his lips.

"Black lace with a baby blue trim?" He said amused. My cheeks only brightened.

"Oh this is very, very sexy. Did you wear this just for me? How sweet."

I scowled at his comment. He grabbed both my legs and began rubbing them. "Oh, you're so fucking gorgeous." he said sensually. He massaged my thighs with his cold, dead hands. Why were his hands so cold? Now that I think about it, Karasu's hands were awfully cold as well. Maybe it was a Quest Class thing. Then again, maybe sadism and the urge to fuck me was a Quest class thing as well.

He suddenly removed his hands from my thighs and stood up on the bed. From this angle, I could see the huge bulge in his slacks. He glanced down at me and moaned. His hand went to his bulge, and he began to palm himself. I closed my eyes, not wanting to see him touch himself above me. An electric shock from my restraints made me cry out.

"Look up at me." He hissed out.

Not wanting to get shocked again, I did as was told and looked up at him, hate evident in my eyes. He grinned and continued to palm himself faster. He never took his eyes off my form underneath him. Profuse moans and groans spilled from his lips. I grimaced as I saw the front of his pants start to darken.

"Ohhh, you're sooo….ooohhh!" He couldn't even finish his comment, he was too far gone. He brought his hands up to the hem of his slacks and quickly unbuttoned them. He pulled down his underwear and his cock sprung free. I was mortally disgusted as a few drops of cum rained down on me, some of it landing on my face.

He grabbed his erection and began to fist himself above me. I wanted to close my eyes and look away, but I knew I couldn't. I felt tears welling up in my eyes, threatening to fall. Mr. Fuyuko didn't sense my distress, as if he would have cared. He moved his hand fast on his erection, moans spilling from his lips. Drops of sticky cum seeped out from his throbbing sex, and spilled onto me, most of it landing on my chest and neck; which in my opinion was way too close to my face.

"Oh gods, Shuichi. You make me so…so…" He looked down at me and telepathically electrocuted me. I screamed and jolted up and down reactively. My screams pushed him over the edge, and he came, groaning profusely. I was screaming vociferously, so I didn't hear him cry out in finality. I cried out in disgust as his come spurted down on me. Most of it had unfortunately landed on my face and in my hair.

I rubbed my face into the sheets, trying to wipe the cum off me. It only made the sticky mess spread across my cheek. I groaned in annoyance and glared daggers at him.

"You sick mother fucker!" I all but hissed out.

He shrugged his shoulders uncharacteristically and dropped to his knees. He positioned himself between my legs and began rubbing them, spreading them further apart as he did. I was panicking on the inside, but I didn't want to do anything to earn an electric shock. While rubbing my thighs, he leaned down and began kissing my lower abdomen. I closed my eyes and willed myself to not even get the slightest feeling of arousal. It was just wrong.

He dove his tongue into my belly button, sticking it in and out. I turned my head to look away at what he was doing to me, but it didn't make the feeling go away. What he was doing felt sort of good. I had to keep thinking about how wrong this was in order to keep from getting turned on. He then trailed his tongue down my glory trail. I bit my lip to keep from moaning. He smiled and withdrew his lips.

Cold fingers went for the top of my lacy, feminine underwear. I looked down in horror as he slowly pulled them down. He licked his lips perversely as my genitals were exposed. I blushed madly and tried to close my legs, but the restraints prevented it. He leaned down closer to my cock and then frowned.

"What, no erection?" he said in disappointment. I shot him a glare full of rage. He just smiled in response. "I'll just have to fix that."

He grabbed my flaccid cock and took the whole head into his mouth. I bit my lip to keep from moaning. He sucked it lightly, his hand moving up and down on my shaft. His slick tongue coiled around it, circling the slit. He dipped his tongue into it and I felt myself rouse to him. My body wasn't in consensus with my brain, and I was starting to get hard against my will. He removed his hand from the base, only to take my whole cock into his mouth.

I couldn't stifle a moan of pleasure. He sucked me to almost full hardness before letting my now erect cock slip from his full lips. I glared at him, and he smirked.

"Much better." he said, giving my cock a playful thump. I scowled and resisted the urge to struggle, because all it did was cause me to be electrocuted.

My underwear was pulled down as far as they could go. They were stretched to their limits as he pulled them down to my ankles that were spread apart. He beamed at the sight of my fully exposed nether regions. I flushed with embarrassment, and turned my head away. Mr. Fuyuko settled between my legs and I heard him let out a satisfied groan.

"This is almost how it is in my dreams." He said gleefully. "Except you look much better in real life, than in any dream."

He gave my cock a swift lick before turning his attentions a little further down. My eyes went wide in fear as I felt his cold finger trace my cheeks. He grabbed the pale mounds of flesh and gave them a good squeeze. I groaned in irritation. His hands ran over the smooth skin, marveling at the plush, soft expanse. Then, to my horror, he grabbed both cheeks and spread them apart. As shocked gasp escaped through my lips, just as a loud pleased moan erupted from his throat.

"No! Stop!" I yelled frantically as he pulled them further apart. I felt tears in my eyes from the sheer embarrassment and humiliation. How had it come to this? For two years I had never thought him a threat, now I realized he had been carefully planning and calculating, making me seem as if I had all the control. A foolish mistake. And now I was paying for it.

He ignored my pleas, and licked his lips hungrily at the sight of my exposed entrance. "It's so pink, and vulnerable." he hissed out. My face flushed a deep red as his head dove between my spread cheeks. He planted a soft, sweet kiss onto the quivering hole. I grimaced and blinked away tears. This was so humiliating. He snaked his tongue out and licked around the pulsating muscle. I bit my lip to keep from moaning. As much as I hated it, it did feel good. Once again, my body had betrayed me. I was getting harder.

"You taste soooo delicious." He pulled back and licked his lips. Unexpectedly, he rose from the bed and disappeared from my vision. I couldn't see where he went, and I didn't really care. All I knew was that I didn't want him to come back. But I wasn't to be so lucky. He came back, and he had a bottle of lube with him. He settled back between my legs and winked at me. I rolled my eyes in annoyance.

He popped the cap and poured a generous amount onto his fingers. I saw the intent in his eyes and I began to thrash and buck, disregarding the threat of being shocked. This time, I wasn't electrocuted. He scowled at me and grabbed my cock. I instantly stopped moving. He had a most valuable part of my body in his dangerous hands, and I was not going to let him "discipline" me there. Once he was sure I wasn't going to thrash, he turned his attention back to my lower parts.

A slick finger trailed along the crevice of my cheeks, until it dived between them. I gasped as he leisurely trailed his middle finger over my hole. The urge resist was there, but I didn't give into my desire. He looked up at me and I glared at him. Our eyes locked and I was about to speak, until he pushed his middle finger inside me.

"Shit!" We both exclaimed, for different reasons. He had shoved that damned finger all the way in, up to the knuckle. It hurt like a mother fucker and I hissed at the sharp pain. He moaned shamelessly as he twisted his finger slightly inside me. I winced at the movement.

"Oh my…god." He said through ragged breaths. "You're so tight, my little virgin."

He arched his finger inside me, and stroked my inner walls. The intruding finger was then pulled out until only the tip remained inside. In one swift motion, he shoved it back in, and then out again. He dove his finger in and out of my tight ass, marveling at the constricting feel. I gritted my teeth at the painful discomfort. Loud moans spilled from his lips. He leaned down and withdrew his finger. He spread my cheeks apart and without warning, he plunged his tongue into my tight hole.

I couldn't suppress a startled moan that escaped through my lips. He plunged his tongue as deep as he could into me, tasting my insides. It felt so good and I hated myself for responding to his sick pleasure. Precum was starting to ooze from my penis, and it dripped onto his head and slid down my shaft. The sticky liquid dripped between my cheeks, and onto the base of Mr. Fuyuko's tongue.

He moaned from deep within his throat, which sent a wave of pleasure through my body. I inwardly cursed myself for enjoying it. Mr. Fuyuko reached up, and began stroking my cock, trying to get more cum to ooze out. It worked, and more spilled between my cheeks and onto the base of his tongue. He plunged his slick muscle in and out of my entrance once more before pulling away. His lips were covered in my cum and he licked them greedily.

Once he had licked his mouth clean, he grabbed the lube again, dousing it onto his erection. My eyes widened in horror, as he grinned in delight. He covered his cock in the stuff and turned his attention to me.

"I can't wait to fuck your tight virgin ass. I've been waiting two years for this moment." His eyes held a psychotic gleam.

I shied away from his large cock that was being pressed against my entrance. He gripped my thighs and lifted my legs a bit. I shook my head and began to thrash around in resistance. Immediately, I was shocked by a volt of electricity. He chose this moment to thrust into me. I let out a piercing cry as he painfully entered me. Since I hadn't been prepared properly, I could feel my inner walls give way to the intruder.

"Fucking…hell!" he exclaimed.

He pushed all the way in and didn't move. We were both breathing heavily and needed time to adjust. I knew I was tight around his large sex, considering I hadn't been properly fucked in a good while. He looked down at me and grinned. A wide sinister grin on his face.

"I want you scream like a bitch in heat. I want you to moan and beg me for more." He moaned.

I shook my head no, which earned me a particularly painful shock. It hurt so much I felt the burn in the back of my eyes.

"Do you understand?" he hissed out. And at the risk of getting shocked again, I nodded.

He pulled out painfully slow; my tight muscles receded back to its original closed form, only to be ruthlessly opened again and again by a blundering cock. I gritted my teeth at the pain, and closed my eyes. He plunged deep into me, his cock seemingly claiming every inch of my insides. He gripped my thighs tightly as he fucked my ass raw. The lube he had used allowed for him to move quicker, and he increased his pace.

"You're not…doing…as I…asked." He said between thrusts. I threw away my dignity and opened my mouth. The faster I could get him to come, the faster this would be over. I arched my back and threw my head back. I moaned like I was being paid for it. It was highly exaggerated, but it seemed to be what he wanted.

"Ohhh yessssssss, just like that!" he groaned. "More!"

"Please, fuck my ass sensei!" He more that happily obliged and gripped my legs tighter. He thrust viciously in to my tiny stretched hole, which I knew had to be red from being entered so roughly. It hurt so much there was barely any pleasure in it, not that that was my priority. It's just that the pleasure can balance out the pain. But judging by loud grunts from above me, my pleasure didn't matter. He pounded into me and I faked another moan.

He increased his pace and began grunting profusely. I continued to moan and say things that would allow him to finish quickly.

"Ahhh, fuck sensei! It feels so good. Don't stop. Fuck me faster!"

He plunged deeper into me and lifted my hips up so he could get a better angle. I faked another moan and arched my back off the bed. Mr. Fuyuko was close; his cock was so hard it felt like a fucking steel rod being jammed up my ass. I had to end this quickly, even if I was forced to use dirty tricks. I spread my legs as wide as I could and tossed my from side to side in mock ecstasy, my tongue lapped sensually at my lips.

He moaned at the sight and threw his head back. "Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh….Ahhhh!" he screamed as he came hard into my already filled ass. Semen spurted out from around his cock in my hole in copious amounts. Once he released everything he had into me, he collapsed onto my already weakened form. I grimaced as his full weight was put on me. Once he had regulated his breathing, he looked down at me and grinned in oblivious satisfaction.

"Ready for round two?" he said sadistically. My eyes went wide and I immediately began thrashing and screaming. Only to be awarded by intense shocks of pain and maniacal laughter. I was so fucked.

…

After several hours, I was released from my bondages and tossed out with my clothes and shit thrown at me. I could barely stand, let alone try and put my clothes on. I glanced back at the house I had just gotten raped and abused in by my "sensei". I somehow managed to slip on my pants, though it hurt like a bitch. Plus I felt disgusted because I was covered in his fluids. My pants stuck to my body. I grabbed my shit and limped away from the house. My energy still hadn't recovered and I felt tired and weak.

I could tell it was late. The sun was just setting, which meant it was just about six. My family would be home, so I couldn't go there. If they were to see me like this...I shook the thought from my head. I could try and find Hiei? But without my spirit energy, it would be nearly impossible. There was no way I could let Yusuke see me this way, so I knew I couldn't go there. Damn it. Wasn't there someone I could call for help?

I used my remaining strength to reach the nearest payphone. I reached into my pocket and pulled out some loose change. With shaky hands, I placed the coins into the slot. The dial tone came on and I dialed a number.

Hope everyone understood the timeline. If not, let me know. Thanks for reading, till next time!