Hello! I know it's been like 3 months since I updated. But I was busy finishing up school and I had a pretty busy start to summer vacation and it's still pretty hectic right now. I didn't get a lot of reviews and I'm not asking for much since it is my first story, but if I do get more reviews I would be encouraged to update more! But if I don't get any reviews I'll assume this story is crap and update less… but anyways ENJOY!:D

Chapter 2 Black Hole

My mind was racing with thoughts. What should I do? Who should I call first? Why do they keep bombarding me with questions? What would happen to my brother? What will people think?

"Ms. Kinomoto. Please answer my questions. This is just procedure. And it would also help in finding the criminal. You do want to put the man who did this to your brother to justice right?"

"O-Of course."

"I know you are shaken up about this miss. But we need your help in finding this man."

"Alright."

"Then let's start with what he looked like."

I closed my eyes for a second and only pictured him raping me again. I tried to shake away the thought but then I only saw him standing over my brother. Come on Sakura. You can do this. Do it for Touya.

"He was about 6 feet tall. He had a brown leather jacket on, ripped jeans, white and blue tennis shoes, and a blue hat on. Light brown hair, and black eyes. I think I saw a scar on his cheek. It ran from his nose to his ear."

"Thank you. Since he has a scar that big, we'll be able to distinguish him better and have a better chance in finding him. Now, can you explain to us exactly what happened?

"Um. I went upstairs to put away some of my brother's clothes. Then I heard my brother screaming. I ran downstairs to check on it and the man was standing over my brother with the knife in his chest already. And then…"

Should I tell him about the rape? Oh gosh. This is so embarrassing. Nobody needs to know. I can take care of it. I'll just go to a nearby clinic later and act like it never happened. Yeah. I need to focus on Touya right now.

"…and then what miss?"

"….and then I called 911."

"Are you sure that's all that happened? That man is believed to be a rapist and robber too. He didn't do anything to you or take any of your brother's belongings?"

"Um. No. Not a finger on me. He was keeping an eye on me so I took out my phone and dialed 911 behind my back and started screaming my address as loud as I could. That's when he realized I had called the cops and he fled." Wow. When did I become such a good liar?

"Now, I'd like to call my family and sort things out with them."

"Oh yeah. Thank you Ms. Kinomoto.

I thought I couldn't dial any faster. I called home. One ring...two rings...Three rings—"Hello?"

"DAD!"

"Sakura? Honey, what's wrong?"

I started crying again. How was I going to tell Dad? Dad was so devastated when mom died a couple years ago. How is he going to take another death in the family?

"Why are you crying?"

"Um Dad, there's something really important I need to talk to you about. I think we should meet right now. I'll go over to your house with Eriol."

"Isn't he at work right now? Are you sure you don't want to tell me right now?"

"It's okay. I can get him out. And no, I should tell you this face to face."

"Okay."

I hung up and called Eriol.

"Hello?"

"Eriol! You need to get off of work right now! I need you to come to dad's house with me. There's something important I need to tell both of you."

"Um, I've got a meeting right now. Can't this wait?"

"Eriol, please. It's important."

"Um okay. I'll be there in 20 minutes."

I arrived at Dad's house in no time. I couldn't go in by myself yet so I waited for Eriol's car to appear any moment now. There he was! Eriol got out of the car and ran to me asking me what's wrong.

"I'll tell you when we get inside. When we're with Dad."

"Okay. Come on, let's go inside."

I knocked on the door and as soon as my dad opened it I hugged him so tight.

"Sakura, what's wrong? You've been acting strange since that phone call."

My dad and Eriol gave each other looks as if asking each other what was wrong with me. Neither of them knew.

"You guys should sit down over there on the couch. Um so, today I went over to Touya's house to help him move in. And well uh, there was an accident."

"Why? What happened? Did somebody get hurt?"

"Oh gosh. I don't know how to say this any other way. But, Touya was murdered today. Some man came in and stabbed him with a knife when I was upstairs putting his clothes away."

"You're lying."

I started crying again. How many times have I cried today? My head was beginning to hurt. By now, Dad was bawling his eyes out. Eriol walked over to my side and tried to give me a hug.

"NO!"

Eriol looked at me with wide eyes. Oh no. What did I just do? What's wrong with me? I felt dirty in front of Eriol. Ashamed, embarrassed, confused, and most of all scared. I couldn't tell dad and Eriol about the rape either. They were probably in enough shock already from Touya's death. And it was no time for making people worry about me. I could get over this myself.

"Sorry Eriol. I just need some breathing space right now." I stood up and went outside.

I quietly heard him say, "I understand."

I walked out to the nearest pharmacy and asked for the morning after pill. I swallowed one and threw the rest in the trash. I wouldn't need this ever again.

The next few days were chaos. Calling all of our friends and relatives. Planning the funeral. Trying to keep a calm face in front of everyone. It was hard. With Mom's death, Touya had taken care of everything. He always took care of everything for me. I had taken him for granted. And I felt my eyes begin to water again.

The day of the funeral came. I felt Eriol and me becoming more distant. Probably on my fault. Dad and I had barely said any words to each other since the news. It was almost as if he was angry with me. I can't explain it, but I feel the tension whenever Dad's there.

The funeral service was long and hard. Everybody was bursting into tears. I sat there like a zombie. As if somebody had squeezed all my tears out. And part of me was glad that I wasn't crying. I was sick of crying. Crying because Touya was gone. Crying because I had become distant with Dad and Eriol. Crying because of nightmares I had of that day. And crying because I still couldn't get over the rape.