HELLO AGAIN, WELCOME BACK TO ANOTHER CHAPTER OF THIS STORY. HOPE YOU ENJOY.

"Someone else ... I mean anyone will do, right." With that comment Misaki was thrown from the door way to the centure of the authers bed. That much larger man staddled his hips. "You don't know anything kid, it's time you learnt."

"Wait, what are you doing?" In one quick motion Akihiko turned the boys body so he was face down in the sheets and he started touching under the boys top. "Stop it, get off me." Misaki's mind started to panic but even more so when the authers cold hand started travaling south. "Seriously let go."

Akihiko bought his mouth just next to Misaki's ear. "Little brats like you need to learn respect, achived though punishment and reward. you can decide which one this is." With that he moved his hand into the boys pants.

"NO- NO! Get off me, STOP IT." But he didn't stop. Misaki was in compleate panic, he tried reaching out to grab something but all that was there where sheets. He started kicking his legs but to no avail. He couldn't contol his breathing, each breath became less and less unil he was able to take one large gulp of air.

He let out a terrified scream. Immediately Akihiko stopped what he was doing not expecting that, giving Misaki just enough time to slide off the bed. But then evetything went dark, Misaki clung onto the side of the bed but then lost all consciousness. He fell awkwardly, face up, still clutching onto the sheets.

Akihiko looked at the carnage with confusion and not understanding why he had reacted in such a way. He only wanted to embarrass the boy, not scare him into fainting. This was his fault so he had to find a way to appoligise, He started with moving Misaki to the guest bedroom. Akihiko made him as comfortable as posibe, washed his face to rid the snot and tears, and pulled the sheets up to his shoulders and sat on the chair next to the bed. He realised that Misaki may be uncomfortable with the man who just asulted him to be next to him while he was sleeping but he didn't want the boy waking up in a strange place alone and he most certainly didn't want the kid running to his brother.

Misaki however wasn't in a guest bedroom nor was he running to tell his brother anything. He was at a funeral, not fully understanding what had happend to his parents but knowing that they where never coming back. It all started here for Misaki, in his mind he was the course of his misery.

He remebered his big brother and that man standing behind him while Misaki gave every tear he had to his parents. The man speacking hushed words to Takahiro, greaf and loss and being in no state to raise a child. God knows how many times he wished he never had gone with that man, his Uncle, a man he trusted. How he wished he had the forknowledge he had now and not accept leaving his brothers side.

Misaki remebered every day that he lived with his Uncle, how could he ever forget, he tried, by God he tried but he would never forget so he could never move on. He was a slave to his past and he was reminded of that every day he looked in the mirror.

It was so clear in his head, every punishment, every bruise, every silent threat, every dark corner and the worst thing was that unthinkable terrifying silence. That first dreadful night that changed his life. He remembered how it felt, how he heard his Uncle open the door, how he climbed into Misakis bed and without a word how he raped his 8 year old nephew in compleate silence, without a word and left. He remebered the next morning and His Uncle acting like nothing happened. His Uncle had the knife and fork in his hands leaning them on the table, and in the most subtle way possible he directed the knife towards Misaki. This was all just the begining of the horrors that Misaki would have to face. All just memories, dreams. How he wished it could all just be over.

Misaki woke up to the light sound of tapping, he sat up slowly unsure of himself. Feeling week and in pain from when he fell, he looked over to see it was none other than the culprit himself.

"How are you feeling?" The auther asked without lifting his head. "Not too sore I hope? Anyway you must be hungry, I got you some soup, I may not be a gourmet chef but heating up some soup is no problem."

Misaki stayed quiet and studdied the auther more closely. His hair was a ligh ash blond, his eyes where purple and his skin was so pale it was like snow. His frame was large and masculine, he reeked of ciggaretes and a hint of expensive soap.

He could understand why the auther did what he did but why did he have to do that, why couldn't he have found another way to humiliate him? Misaki built up what little courage he had and finally asked. "Why..." his voice was barely a whisper, "Why did you do it?"

Akihiko shut his laptop and looked at the boy. "Because you insulted my loyalty to my friend, you insulted me as a man and you called me a lowlife, I tought it would be embarrassing and I am a selfish man, but I can see that was a bad judgement on my part so I apoligise." Akihiko spoke clearly and with confidence, taking full reposibility fot what he had done, a confidance that Misaki could only dream of. But now it was the authers tern to ask a question. "so, why did you react the way you did? most people would have just resisted, but you screamed like a banshi, why."

No one, not even Takahiro had suspected anything was wrong, but the first day of meeting this man and he already had a good idea. Misaki put on his brave face and shrugged.

"Misaki?" Akihiko pressed, tears squeezed their way out of Misaki's green eye's, he bit his bottom lip and shock his head lightly. "Okay, you don't have to tell me right now, but it is so much better to tell someone of this and get it off your chest." Misaki looked up at the man just as he placed a large cool hand on his head for comfort. "Look, it's late, I'll drive you home and we can start the tutoring tomorrow."

On the was home Akihiko mentioned how he was going to test him today to see where he was but for obvious reasons didn't. "I put the test in your bag, I'll like you to compleate it for tomorrows lesson, we will go through it together and I can evaluate where you are with your grades."

As they pulled up outside Takahiro's place Misaki thanked Akihiko for the test and for accepting to be his tutor. They said their fairwells and Misaki was finally home.

So his first day of having a tutor, he insulted a very proud man, recived an unexpected punishment, nearly revealed his biggest secret and fainted. He wondered how his second day would pan out.

HEY, THATS THE THIRD CHAPTER FOR YOU GUYS, SORRY IT TOOK LONGER TO WRITE THAN THE OTHERS BUT IT WAS QUITE DIFICULT