A/N: Following chapter is still violent. HEED THE RATING: THIS IS RATED T FOR A REASON.
Tohru was tidying up hers and Haru's apartment ( she was sitting at the kitchen table, while cleaning the table) when the door slammed. Dread sunk in. It firmly settled in her stomach when Haru came into view. His face held the look of one extremely Black Haru. Tohru rose and to greet him but he barked, " Sit. Down." Tohru sat. He came closer and sat next to her. " How was your trip?" Tohru sighed mentally. Now he was playing innocent, caring husband. She smiled at him and spoke, "It was good, but I missed you." She prayed this wouldn't end badly. But it did. Haru stood up his chair falling out behind him on the floor. He started talking, loud. He would never yell, the neighbors would hear. He said, " Don't lie to me Tohru! I hate when you lie to me!" He grabbed her hair and threw her to the floor. Tohru didn't even whimper, just watched him. Weakness was bad. Just ended more painfully. Suddenly he dropped on his knees. Tohru thought for a split second he was going to apologize. But all it was a cruel slap across the face. Tohru turned the other cheek. Haru sneered. "Glad you know who's in charge here. Tohru, by any chance were there any boys at your college?" Tohru said calmly, " Yes Haru." There was no point lying to him. Haru lunged at her, kicking and hitting her. She felt the bruises, and the cuts. He pulled her hair, and dragged her off to the bedroom.
She would not cry.