a/n: Tidu-chan is so awesome! I want him! *runs off*

a/n2: *sigh* Well, here's another chappie. Happy Readings.

"Come on, you have to eat something." Sora said, nudging the bowl of now cold oatmeal in my direction.

I shook my head, feeling sick just thinking about it. As we walked to the cafeteria for breakfast the next morning, I realized that that creep from last night had been listening to me masturbate. I had grown ghostly pale, much to Roxas' and Sora's distress, and refused to touch the oatmeal they forced me to get. No way was I upchucking this morning, on top of my lack of sleep and frazzled state of mind.

The rest of the day, we spent in the pool house, diligently working on some of the last few things that needed fixing up; a very welcome distraction. I was glad school was out until after break. Now we could spend as much time in here as we wanted, which was special to me. As soon as I walked in, I started feeling better. I even managed to choke down a small lunch later.

I only started feeling nauseous again when we were heading back to my room at the end of the day. When my door came in sight, dread washed over me. I stopped a few meters away and said softly, "I think we should go to a different room tonight."

They agreed, and went in with me to retrieve Roxas' bedding and new pajamas. I opened the drawer to my underwear and felt panic strike me like lighting. There, slipped surreptitiously between two pairs of my boxers, was a note.

Trying not to alert the others, I turned it over and read quickly:

Fucking slut,

Could you feel me last night?

"God, this guy's one twisted freak," Roxas muttered over my shoulder. Starting, I turned and caught his eye. I hadn't even heard him come up. Sora too came over and read the newest harassment. His face became splotched with patches of red as he growled through gritted teeth, "If I get my hands on this guy, I'll-"

I didn't have it in me to thank them properly. All I could do was put my head down heavily on Roxas' chest, and take up Sora's hand. They both took a moment to respond. Finally Sora muttered, "Aright, I understand, let's go…"

That night, we tried playing video games, but it wasn't proving to be a very effective distraction. In the end, we put everything away, and crawled into bed. But sadly, it was another sleepless night for me. Visions of those glowing amber eyes kept surfacing every time I closed my eyes. The next day, was Christmas Eve, and that night we'd put our plan into action.

I spent the day worrying non-stop about each step. Not even going to the pool house could calm my nerves. After changing into our nice clothes for the party, we all headed to the cafeteria. Sora pulled out his cell and said, "Remember, you two have to leave as soon as I start with my distraction, otherwise, there won't be enough time to get to Ansem's office and back, okay?"

Nodding, I tried swallowing, but found my throat was too dry.

Inside the large room, I noticed the crowds gathered sporadically about the room, a mix of students and teachers alike. We wouldn't initiate the plan until a little later. Once the students signed in at the front doors, they weren't allowed to leave for safety (someone was bound to sneak in alcohol). Sora gave Roxas and I pointed looks, and then disappeared into the throng. He would go find Ansem, and keep a close eye on him throughout the night. Before he left, I tried conveying in a look all that I wanted to say.

Roxas and I headed for the door that would take us to the shortest route to the teacher's quarters. Here, I began to wring my hands nervously. Speaking now to whatever power or force or entity was out there, I asked silently, 'Please let everything turn out okay. Please!'

"Hey…" Roxas muttered, his hand resting against my cheek as I paced close to him. "…just relax. I'm here for you. We both are."

Eyes widening, I nodded in understanding. Just then, I heard a great commotion from the other side of the room. I whirled around in time to catch sight of Sora asking loudly, in a slightly hysterical voice, if the food he just ate had peanuts in it. Without wasting time, Roxas took hold of my wrist, and yanked me in the direction of the door. We slipped through unnoticed and headed out at a dead sprint down the hall. In less than ten minutes, Sora's distraction would expire in its usefulness. As we jogged I asked Roxas, "Sora isn't really allergic to peanuts, is he?"

He nodded and replied, "Yeah, a little, but don't worry, he has his epi pen with him."

I was half tempted to turn back around and asphyxiate that idiot myself, but that would have meant wasting his sacrifice. Clutching a stitch in my side, I wheezed, "Remind me to hit him later."

We reached Ansem's office door in record time. Using Roxas' knee as a boost, I reached up to the small window over the door and pushed. But it didn't budge. I tried again, but still, nothing; it was locked. I got down and worriedly asked, "What do we do now?"

Glancing around for any inspiration, Roxas spotted some stray office supplies lying on a nearby table. He took them up and started working on the lock to the door. The minutes ticked away. I felt every agonizing second. Finally, the lock made a satisfying click. Roxas stood and pushed open the door, grinning broadly. I wasn't going to ask how he knew how to do that.

Hugging him for his brilliance, I said urgently, "You have to get back!"

"No way, I'm not leaving you here alone!"

"Roxas, I'll be fine. Sora said he'd let us know if Ansem was going to try anything. If you don't get back, Sora might try and sneak out too. We can't afford him getting caught."

He still looked unconvinced, so I continued, "I'll take a quick look around and meet you back there. Work with Sora on another distraction so I can get back in! Go!"

He knew just as well as I that if he didn't leave now, then he might not make it in time to be unnoticed. Throwing me one last look over his shoulder, he took off back the way we came. Letting out the breath I'd been holding, I tiptoed into the pitch black office and waited for my eyes to adjust. When I could make out enough, I started looking through the papers and drawers for anything that might point to him being my harasser.

I had just stumbled across some order slips, when I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. I dug it out quickly. There on my screen was a text from Sora saying: Lost him! Get out, now!

I shoved the drawer closed unceremoniously, and ran out the door. The only option now was to find somewhere to hide, and wait to see if Ansem was heading this way.

From out of the shadows, a pair of black gloved hands shot out. I tried to scream, but it was cut off by a thick bunch of cloth being pressed over my nose and mouth. An acrid smell filled my lungs as I took in a great gasp. Instantly, my head started feeling heavy. The next breath, my limbs stopped fighting against my assailant. And the last breath, my vision blacked out.

The sound of a slow steady drip woke me. As if from a fog, I began to pull myself out of unconsciousness. I noticed the bonds around my wrists first. Then I noticed the gag in my mouth, followed by the splitting headache I had from breathing in whatever it had been that knocked me out. Opening my eyes a crack, I gazed blearily around the room I was lying in. To my utter surprise, I saw that I was in the pool house Roxas, Sora, and I had been fixing up over the past few months.

"So you're finally awake…"

I twisted around to come face to face with a piercing pair of amber eyes. My own eyes widened in shock. Standing before me, wasn't the man I had been expecting. Thick, glossy, wavy black hair hung around the face of someone I thought I'd never see again. His pale white skin almost glistened in the moonlight as he moved closer. I tried saying his name, but only managed a quiet muffle through the gag. His lips twisted into a menacing smirk as he knelt by my side, running a white lily along the side of my face as he said, "Long time no see, eh Tidus? Did you miss me?"

I jerked away from him and let out a muffled string of terrified expletives. His name was Sin. He had been the boy I'd fallen in love with, only to find out I'd been used. Standing once again, he strolled leisurely to the edge of the empty pool and chuckled, "Of course you did. You followed me around like a lost puppy when I last saw you. That bitch of a Grandmother took you away without asking, didn't she?"

I struggled with my bonds, but only earned a sharp kick to my stomach as Sin cried, "Pay attention when I'm talking to you!"

Trying desperately to breathe, I gazed up into his insane eyes through tears of pain. Running an agitated hand through his thick, black hair he continued, "I waited for your sweet ass to come back to me all this time…did you think you could just leave?"

All I could concentrate on was the terror running through my body. I found myself shaking my head frantically without even wanting to. Relief washed over his face as he bent once again to my level and slipped the lily's stem into my bound hands.

The back of his hand caressed my cheek as he muttered, "Those other boys have been keeping you here, haven't they? That's why you didn't come back…"

I tried not to cringe away from him. I've never been more scared in my entire life. If only I could call for help!

Suddenly, his nails dug into my arm as he hissed, "Or maybe it's because you're fucking them?"

I shook my head wildly as I felt the skin break. The insane fire was in his eyes again as his other hand closed around my throat. I thrashed against him, no longer able to breathe. Just before my vision began to tunnel, he released me. The gag nearly choked me as I tried to take in a great lungful of air. Eyes watering, I looked up at him pleadingly.

He swung his leg over me, straddled my hips, and yanked the gag out of my mouth all while saying, "Be a good slut and stay quiet."

"S-Sin…wh-why are you doing this?" I asked, panting.

His fist met the left side of my jaw, making the opposite cheek bounce against the concrete floor with a loud crack. Blood dripped from the side of my mouth as I lay there dazed. His deep laugh rang in my ears, "Do you think you deserve an answer…? …Because - Tidus my love - I feel like it."

At the word 'feel' he ground his groin against mine, earning a small squeak. His hands were already leaving hot trails down my chest as he continued, "I missed this body of yours…"

Trying to see through my slowly swelling right eye was impossible now. I bit my lip as his palm rubbed harshly against me. Sin wasn't who I remembered him to be. This person violating me right now was someone I didn't recognize. He was on edge, irrational, and completely insane.

"Please…stop…" I breathed, risking another attempt at struggling.

He merely grinned wider and leaned in close whispering huskily into my ear, "I love it when you beg…"

In another abrupt change, he stood, wrenching my arms above my head via my bonds, and started dragging me across the floor. If that wasn't enough to try and dislocate my arms, what he did next really was. I had enough time to let out a cry before he tossed me off the edge of the deep end of the pool to the empty bottom. I came down hard on my shoulder. I could feel the bones snapping apart. Screaming, I lay there, unable to move.

Sin, unconcerned that I was causing such a racquet, sauntered slowly down to where I lay in agony as he called, "You know I realized something while you were away…you need me."

'Please,' I thought wildly looking to the door. 'Let someone have heard me.'

I could feel the mixture of ever-changing love and loathing come off of him from where I lay as he drew nearer. From the shadows, he emerged, his eyes flashing. He smirked down at me and pressed his foot against the arm I'd landed on. Instantly it was like a thousand knives were stabbing into me. It must be broken too.

A dull humming in my ears made his next string of words nearly intelligible, "I am the only one that can give you…exactly what you deserve."

Again, he emphasized the word while grinding his heel into my arm. I screamed, kicking my legs wildly. Leaning down his lips brushed against mine. The pain was making my head clearer than it'd been since waking up here, and I was able to jerk away from him. But that was like strolling into a lion's den with a slab of meat strapped to your belt. His hand around my throat again, he slowly started undoing my pants.

"Don't worry…" he whispered, his grip tightening even further. "…I'll take care of –"

The dull sound of wood hitting something soft rang out. For a moment, I couldn't understand what happened. Sin still loomed over me, but his eyes had become unfocused and his grip slack. And then he tipped over, falling directly on top of me and my broken and possibly dislocated arm. In the last instant before the pain became too much for me, I looked up at the silhouette of someone holding a spare plank of wood.

a/n: O.o what? you're just going to leave it like that?

a/n2: ...yeah.

a/n: Damn...fine. See you all in the next!