Alright guys!! Here is the LAST installment of her past. I hope this sort of completes the picture. A little heads up for what next is… we're going back to present day. A LOT of Ryosuke and Yasmine bonding and NOW I will bring in some of the other Initial D characters and start tying them in. Just for the curious folks who were wondering when this story was going to start tying up again. Anyhow, please comment and let me know how you feel. My plots are very flexible, so if you have any suggestions, PLEASE comment, I would LOVE to hear them. Again, thanks to everyone who commented, it makes my day :D.

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Nothing happened for days. I just got sicker and sicker. Every time the master would call me to his room, I would feign some sort of illness, but even I knew this couldn't last. Eventually the tell tale signs of my pregnancy would begin to show and then he'd kill the child along with me. Even now, he was beginning to get impatient with me. I was afraid he'd barge in and take me. And that when he did, it would be dangerous for the child.

Finally, after a week of avoiding Miroku-sama, I had to go. If I didn't there was no telling what he would do. I would go to him, tell him the truth and beg him to let me keep the child. Negotiate with him and plead if I had to.

When I got to his room, the sight I saw made me sick to my stomach. His room smelled of blood and in a bloody heap lay Rei his hand crushed and arm poking out at an odd angle. "REI!!!" I yelled. I ran to his side crouched down touched his shoulder. "Oh, please, God," I whispered a silent prayer.

"Get away from him bitch," he said slapping me across the face. "To think, my most loyal servant and whore were sleeping together. And you have the audacity to ask me to keep the baby?!" He eyes bulged from the rage. He grabbed my hair and threw me onto the bed.

"Y-yo-u. P-ro-mised." Came a sliver of a sound, escaping Rei's lips. "I gave you what you wanted. You have to let her keep our baby." Then I realized what Rei did for me. It all came together, and all of a sudden, I felt so weak. I was so protected and helpless all the time it made me sick.

"Well, that is true. Fine she'll stay with you until she gives birth. You'll get her back in shape, and then you send her right back to me." He glared at Rei's swollen eyes. "You try anything, I'll castrate you. I'm letting you get away with this once because you're my favorite and because this slut is hot in bed. But do it again, and I'll make sure neither of you can ever walk again and the girl gets sent to a brothel."

I ran to Rei, helped him onto my shoulder for support and then began to walk out of the room. Before leaving, I bowed and thanked him, out of shear fear than anything else.

Rei's wounds were bad. He needed a hospital but he vehemently refused one. It made sense, he was Yakuza, it wasn't like he could just waltz into one say "Hi I need treatment". So I took him back to his house, sat him down on the couch and began to treat his wounds. His right hand looked quite dilapidated and it took me a lot to even get used to the sight. I bandaged him as best as I good, gave him some painkiller and for the next few weeks nursed him back to health. He had some of his men go back and gather my belonging discretely. It only took them one trip for I only had a few clothes and some hygiene products that needed to be brought. I think I might've fallen in love with Rei. But at that point I was too scared of men to really acknowledge that love and help it nurture. Even today, I feel like that sometimes. Men are nice when they want to be and when they lose control they really lose control. That is what frightens me the most.

After a few months, I was getting bigger and Rei was getting much healthier. He'd almost completely recovered. He used to take me for check ups, a luxury, I never thought I could afford. Even though I knew whose child this was, I still felt like it was mine and Rei's. Not due to some lasting affection for him, but because he was the one who went through the whole pregnancy with me. The one who comforted me when I was so hormonally unstable. Not to mention, the whole time we lived together, not once did he ever lay a finger on me. He gave me the upper floor and installed a lock for me. I cooked in the dining room, but he always sat at the other end of the table far away so I would not be frightened. Though by this time, I knew Rei would not do anything to me.

"Hey. You haven't seen Japan yet have you?" Asked Rei one day. I was 8 months in and pretty heavy.

"No I haven't I don't want to get lost and besides, you'd be a mess without me." I replied.

"Well, I'm putting an end to your lame 'stay-at-home" preggers streak. We're going out. It's a date so dress nice and warm. I'm taking you out somewhere fancy." He said leaning in a little. For the first time in my whole life, I felt a spark of electricity zip through me. A little butterfly had found it's way into my stomach, and I guess my emotions were plastered over my face because he said:

"Oye, if you keep looking like that, you're going to make me feel embarrassed about asking you. It's just to get out of the house!"

I laughed out loud and the baby kicking didn't even bother me.

"Hey that's the first time I've seen you laugh." He looked me in the eye. Not my chest, or my body, like the other men, but straight in the eye. "You are beautiful when you laugh. The energy around you makes you beautiful."

"Thank you," I said. Then I turned around and left to get dressed. If this had come out of any other man's mouth, I would have felt disgusted about myself. But the way Rei said it was so pure. Like he meant my whole being and persona as opposed to my body. He didn't say it to be sexual, but to be sincere. And I sincerely loved him for that.

I put on a black knee length dress with gold borders, Rei had bought me after noticing my dismal wardrobe, a pair of black leggings, a gold scarf, and a warm black coat. I put on boots and headed downstairs. Waiting for me was Rei in a black suit smiling.

"You're classy for a thug, you know." I taunted.

"Your still beautiful for being preggers," he replied back.

Walking side by side, we got into his car and he drove us to an old theatre. We walked in and there was an orchestra waiting to get started. "You've brought me to a concert?"

"I thought you'd enjoy this. The music is nice, and the drama is like Broadway but a lot more classy."

"Well, it certainly is beautiful. More beautiful than the things in all the books I'd read," I said, sitting back and relaxing. The lights dimmed, and the play began. To this day I'll never forget the beauty of the music and the enchantment of the night. It was incredibly liberating, playing on all my pent up emotions threatening to burst free. This was a real musical. And I loved every minute of it.

We ate and talked. I'd laughed without any inhibitions, and I was happy. I was happy that there was someone like Rei who actually cared about me. When we drove home I finally found the courage to ask him.

"Rei, I need to know something." I started, slowly. "What did you give him? To let me keep my baby, you know?"

He took his sweet time responding. "You probably haven't figured this out yet, but Miroku is my younger brother."

"WHAT!" I said, now feeling a new sense of shock seeping through me.

Taking note of my repulsed expression, he continued, "We're half brothers. Same father, different mother. I'm the older one. But I am also the bastard child. So all father's inheritance went to Miroku. Everything except for a key document. It's access to some of our software in Hong Kong. A massive part actually, and without it, Miroku only owns half the corporation. So I just signed off my part and turned it to him in exchange for your life and your child's."

I looked at him intensely and could find a single thing to say. Words had completely escaped me as I realized the enormity of what he's done. Finally, "Why?" I whispered through tears. "Why would you do that for me? I'm so damaged, and I can't do anything for you. I don't deserve any of this."

He paused for a few moments. "This year. This year, is the only thing I've ever wanted. To live with you and see you smile. From the day I met your suppressed spirit. I only wanted to see it soar. And that laugh of yours is like the sweetest music. But this place doesn't let you share it. Because somewhere inside, I think I fell in love with you."

"But you company…"

"That's not important. I've given him the main Hong Kong branch, which means that I'll properly be his thug. Even though it sounds humiliating, I can do a lot of good from within his ranks. I just have to make sure not to get caught sabotaging him."

Brimming with fresh tears, I moved closer to Rei, and he caught me in his sturdy grip. We hugged and then slowly our faces moved towards each other's. Our eyes closed and we could feel each other's breath on our face. My shoulders were wrapped in his arms and my hands rested on his chest. Slowly our lips brushed and again, for the first time, I felt a little shock of electricity running through my body. Then I felt my mouth open to let him deepen our kiss, and my body rock backwards.

Then in my mind, like a flash, I saw Miroku, standing in his position over me. Suddenly, I was so afraid beyond comprehension and with a mighty shove, I pushed Rei off of me. Immediately, I regretted it because nothing could match the pain and hurt on his face.

"I'm so sorry, I lost control." He mumbled quickly before getting up. He walked to his room and shut the door. I didn't see him again for another week. He must have left while I slept and come back in late at night. For a while, I thought he hated me. And let's face it, why shouldn't he? Here was a man who gave up everything so I could live and care for my baby, a baby who's father is the man who he had to give his company to. And I'd rejected him.

Then in a few weeks, although Rei and I still were awkward around each other, I was making him some breakfast. Then as I was walking to the table to give Rei the orange juice, my stomach started to hurt. As I walked, the more uncomfortable it got. That's when I realized… "Rei…" I wheezed. "Rei.. ah….. I …. Uhhnn… I think I'm going into labor."

"WOAH. Okay. Okay. Car. No keys, no jacket." The pain was blurring my sight, but for some reason, this seemed kind of comical to me.

By the time we reached the hospital my forehead was matted in sweat and my hair soaked. My body was hot and my child was going to be coming out any second. Rei waited outside while the nurses helped me. After a total of 5 hours of pushing and screaming I managed to pop him out. Congratulations to me, I had just brought forth a beautiful little boy. They cleaned him and myself, and then after all that, I was finally able to hold him. He had gray eyes, like mine, and I could see some copper on his head mixed with black. He was fair, unlike me, and I knew at once, he was going to be the most beautiful boy in the world. Over whelmed by emotion, I held him close and cried. I cried so much my heart hurt. I knew I had to get out of this place, to make a life for my son and I. That there was no way I could continue to be Miroku's whore anymore.

I was in hospital for observation for a little while and then they sent me home with the child. As we approached I saw a black car lining Rei's driveway and I knew the battle was only just beginning. Now, here is where my memory begins to fade. I remember entering the house, and Rei holding my son, whom I'd named Akira. Miroku stepped out of the car and demanded to see his product. I naturally refused, now taking him from Rei.

"This ends our contract Rei." Said Miroku. "To think you'd actually fix up a contract signing your life away for a woman, who if I remember correct, rejected you." He pulled out a gun pointed it at Rei's chest. Everything from there seemed to go in slow motion. Rei didn't even try to avoid the bullet. He stood in front of me to make sure I wouldn't get hurt. The sound echoed in the empty streets as he crumpled to the floor.

"NOOOOOOO!!!" I yelled, my baby still clutched to my chest. "Why! WHY!?" I demanded savagely. My child was too frightened to cry. He just looked at his mother and his uncle, not knowing what the blood was, only sensing the fright. "I thought you HAD the company! That he signed it off for you! So why did you kill him?" I sobbed.

"Is that what he told you? HAH! My older brother, more foolish than I'd ever thought. All for a woman. Believe me you're not worth that much. I didn't particularly want you, just needed to keep you alive so the bastard would sign off his company to me. Unfortunately when our dear father passed, he made it so the company MUST be shared by ALL his living relatives. This is why I don't want a son, nor need one. Now do you understand? No brother means no sharing, no son means no sharing. I've killed all my relatives off one by one, and I will not produce another."

Before I could even properly comprehend what he said to me, he pointed the gun right at my baby. But I wasn't going to let him hurt the child. So I turned my back and felt the shots tear through my own flesh. Covering my child I used all my strength to find Rei's gun. Taking it from his belt, I aimed carefully at Miroku's head and without thinking too much took three consecutive shots. The first missed, the second hit his shoulder, and the third hit his neck. I had killed. Like my life wasn't wretched enough. Even if Miroku was a monster, I, with my own hands, pulled the trigger and ended his life. All the other men scattered. Miroku's right hand man wrestled my son out of my grip.

"His blood lives here! Let him go bitch, you're not worthy enough to raise him. Your son will carry Miroku's legacy." The other bodyguard got Mikoru in the car and the right hand man drove away leaving us there for dead. I could not hold up any longer and soon I felt my heart fading and saw myself slipping.