Yuuki stepped out of the limo and looked at her house. She gulped deeply. She started singing in Japanese, whispering the words. Her voice sounded soft and calm. But her body was frozen.

Ki wo tsukete kami sama wa miteru
kurai yomichi wa te mo tsunaide kudasai

Hitori de tooku ni de mo itsumo mitsukidashite kureru
Shitteru koto wa zenbu oishiete kureru

Watashi ga oboetenakutemo nandodemo oshiete kureru
Demo zenbu wakatte shimattara dou sureba ii no?

She looked back at her friends before stepping forward, her feet shuffling the rocks silently. She was unsure of what was going to happen, but knew it was going to be unpleasant. She wished her mother was still alive. ''Mother in heaven please protect everyone.'' She whispered as she checked her watch. They made it here with 5 minutes to spare.

Yuuki looked back again to make sure her friends where following her.

Kaoru tried to give Yuuki a reassuring smile but it felt like a grimace and he knew nothing he could say or do could help now. He wanted to snap that mother fuckers neck in two but Yuuki wouldn't let him, even if he could. "Are you sure you can handle this on your own, Yuuki?" he asked.

Takashi stepped out and took Yuuki's hand. "She won't be alone. If things get to bad, I will step in and kill him." He said kissing the back of Yuuki's hand lightly. "You've changed all of us." He whispered before looking back at Kaoru. "Right." He asked the younger host club member.

"Right." Kaoru said, nodding decisively. "Don't you dare try and stop him either Yuuki. That fucker deserves to die."

Yuuna walked ahead of them silently and entered the Estate. Before she stepped in, she turned to look at her sister, "If I start pleading to him, don't try to stop me, okay? I'm just asking this one thing. So please, don't stop him if he comes after me when I plead for him to stop. I'm not gonna see you get hurt again," she said softly.

She turned her head towards the door, "And Yuuki, I love you," she whispered.

Yuuki shrugged. ''I won't step in but, I these guys already techincally promised me that you wouldn't get hurt.'' She tugged on Takashi's hand and pulled him up the stairs and stopped outside of the door. ''Takashi...I love you.'' She said turning towards him and pulling him down and kissing him for a while before walking into the house. Simple and sweet. No confusion and before she was going to get beat. Perfect. She thought sarcastically. ''At least I told him.'' She whispered and then hugged Kaoru. ''Thanks for standing up for me back there.'' She said before letting go and opening a hidden door behind a large decorative curtain. She glupped. Her lips where dried, and her mouth. She stepped in and sat in the center of the mat. Her eyes closed, a whisper fluttered from her mouth and she opened them. There was still a minute till her father would be ready.

Takashi blinked and put his hand to his mouth. She...loves me? He thought, blinking again, clearly surpised. He picked up Mistukuni and followed after Yuuki. He looked down at Mistukuni. "Sorry for yelling back there." He muttered to his small cousin. He stepped into the room and mentally gasped. There where weapons everywhere, broken glass and even ropes. He didn't want to evne guess what Warui used those for.

Takashi placed Mitsukuni down and sat down on a chair. Questioning why there where seats here. There where five chairs, one for each of them.

Yuuna took the seat in the middle because she knew that her father wanted her to sit there. Yuuna took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, clenching her teeth hard after that.

Her heart was hammering inside her rib cage, Yuuna knew how the tortures would be done. She saw it once when she was hiding inside a closet in the room they were sitting in right now.

She was small back then, and she was trying to find Yuuki since she wasn't in their room. She ventured to a room where there were weapons inside, it looked like a torture chamber of some sort. She went inside then heard feet shuffling quickly nearby, she immediately inside a closet and left a tiny creak opened. What she saw shocked her, Yuuki was being dragged by the hair by their father. She was thrown to the middle of the room and Yuuna heard her sister whimpered in pain. She didn't know what to do as she was rooted to the floor, unable to move. Their father began to abuse Yuuki so brutally that Yuuna cried but she kept silent. It felt like hours passed by as the tortures continued.

After a while, the torturing stopped and Yuuki ran out of the room with bruises all over her. Warui then stopped in front of the closet, she knew he knew that she was there, hiding.

"If you defy me like your sister did, you will get the same treatment as hers. I'm surprised she's protecting you but then I guess I shouldn't be surprised at all. But mark my words, Yuuna, after she's gone you won't be able to have anyone to protect you anymore," he said authoritatively, "I will get you when that time comes," he smirked and strode out the room.

Ayame sat down on one of the chairs. Why are there chairs here? she thought question to herself. Where they going to watch Yuuki's beating or was her father going to beat them, though that one wasn't very likely. It would have been five against one, but the really only needed one; Huni-senpai. She inwardly sighed in relief, she didn't have much to worry about.

But still, did her friend's father want them here to talk to them or what? She didn't want to imagine the possibilities of why her father would want them here.

Kaoru hugged Yuuki back and nodded at her, then walked into the building. They entered the room and he was shocked. His anger multiplied tenfold as he saw the weapons and ropes that littered the walls of the room. He sat next to Ayame, and squeezed her hand, his face filled with anguish. He knew he wouldn't be of much use if things turned ugly. He didn't have any training. He'd have to leave that up to Takashi and Hunny-sempai. He might be useful as a distraction but not much else.

Looking at her watch, the seconds hand was quickly reaching the end of one minute. She took a deep breath then exhaled. She looked at her friends. Her father was going to die if she did, so Yuuna was going to be safe. Her gray eyes shifted forwards quickly as a door slid open. Her father stepped in and glared at them.

He walked calmly over to a Shinai and picked it off the wall. His hand clamped on the end and walked over to Yuuki. His hand was brought up and smashed it down into Yuuki's back. She opened her mouth as the Shinai broke in two, and let out a silent scream. Splinters embedded into her back. She whimpered softly.

He looked at the broken Shinai, and tossed it to the side, it fell into the trash can. Yuuki picked herself up into standing and looked at her father. He grabbed a kendo sword. He pulled it out of its sheath. Yuuki looked at it, internally screaming. Touching her eye lightly before she got into a defence pose. Her father walked up, and dragged the sword slowly over each scar. She screamed as it dragged over her eye. Warui looked angry and stepped away, grabbing a rope.

Yuuki held her hand. ''My eye...'' She said letting her hand drop. Everything in her left eye was getting fuzzier then usual.

Takashi's fist clenched tightly, he wanted to jump up and kick Warui's ass. But Yuuki would just get angry and tell him to back off. It could also endanger everyone around him. He closed his eyes, and turned his head down. He did not like this. It took every ounce of his control to not spring over the seat and beat the guy to death. His body was froze. Yuuki did this almost everyday, each time it was hurting her, and they could do nothing about it that wouldn't hurt Yuuki or Yuuna.

Ayame closed her eyes and rested her head on Kaoru's shoulder. She didn't want to watch Yuuki being beat by her own father. She didn't like it. Her friend's screams echoed in her head over and over. Even though it seemed that Yuuki was the one that hurting, Ayame felt like watching her friend get beat was torture.

She opened one eye slightly to look over at Takashi. He looked like he was restraining himself immensely. It must be the hardest for him; to see the girl that he liked be beaten and he couldn't do a thing about it.

Kaoru resisted the urge to growl in fury at the man currently slicing up his own daughter. He was beyond angry, and he was trying as hard as he could to contain himself. His whole body was tense, and when Ayame buried her face in his shoulder he wrapped his arms around her, holding her close to him.

Yuuki put her hands up by her neck as her father stepped behind her and pulled the rope around her neck. It was stopped from chocking her by her hands. She pulled downwards and away from her father. The rope fell to the ground. She felt wind rushing past her and some hair and her cheek getting cut. She brought her hand up to here cheek and cupped it.

She turned around and and fist connectected with her face. She stumbled backward, blood coming from her nose.

Each sound that was created from the center of the mat. Echoed through his ears. His eyes clamped shut, his teeth dug into his lip, drawing blood in the process.

Ayame didn't dare look as her friend endlessly was beaten. How could she? It was like watching some mean guy beat up a puppy, except her friend was much stronger than a puppy. It was just she wasn't defending herself; just like a puppy.

What purpose did she have here? It wasn't like she could do anything about her friend's beatings. It was just her sister, Huni-sempi and Takashi-sempi that she could possibly need. Maybe she could comfort her friend after the beatings, but there was nothing to do but to sit in a chair and wait.

Kaoru buried his face in Ayame's hair, unable to watch what was transpiring on the mat any longer. There was nothing he could do, he reminded himself, resisting the urge to get up and do something, anything, and risk getting Yuuki in more trouble, and in turn, risking the rest of his friend's lives too. He could feel tears of anguish welling up, but he refused to let them fall, even when the sounds of the beating grew in volume and cruelty.

Yuuki stood up, she looked at her father. He reached forward and grabbed her hair before swinging her around and threw her towards her friends.

She rolled in front of them and groaned, her left eye was completely clouded over. She groaned before screaming as her father stabbed her with a couple of Kunai. Her stood up and walked over and grabbed a piece of wood with a ember glowing end and came back over. He grabbed her and placed the ember end against her arms and hands.

''Leave.'' He told Yuuki before turning around and dropping the stick back in the fireplace. Warui left the room shutting the door quietly.

Yuuki's eyes where wide, tears coming out from them. She closed them and her body slowly relaxed before not moving anymore.

"Yuuki!" Ayame cried as she ran towards her friend, who was laying motionless on the floor. She kneeled down next to her friend and cradled her friend in her lap. A few tears seemed to break through the barrier and ran down her cheeks.

The moment the door closed, Takashi was looking over Yuuki for the worst damages. "Kaoru 911." He said, looking at the younger boy. He turned back to Yuuki and brushed some hair out of her face. He looked up at Ayame and gluped. His eyes where on the edge of tears also. But for Mitsukuni he was keeping them in. But his mask was off showing everyone that he was concerned, worried, anger and really sad.

Already on it." Kaoru said crisply, the phone already held to his ear. "Yes. I'd like to report an Emergency. NO I can't wait. DONT fucking put me on HOLD. My friend just got beaten and stabbed repeatedly by her own father. Get a fucking ambulance here NOW." Kaoru yelled at the clearly incompetent 911 operator. "Thank you." he said, in a clipped tone of voice. He gave the operator the address and snapped his phone shut angrily. And with that, he rushed to Yuuki's side, still trying to hold his tears in. "Don't you fucking die on us Yuuki. Don't fucking do it."

Yuuki shifted slightly leaning away from Ayame, the stab wounds on her back hurting from her position. Her eyelids where heavy and she kept them closed. She heard Kaoru yell at her. She twisted slightly and coughed up blood. ''Shut up.'' She muttered placing her forehead to the mat and clutching her stomach tightly. It twisted uncomfortably. ''I feel...sick.'' She whispered.

Takashi pulled Yuuki's hair out of her face and went to rub her back, but decided to just place his hand on her lower back where there no stab marks. "How long does it take for the ambulance to get here?" He muttered.

They said about 10 minutes tops." Kaoru said. "Do we stay here until the medics come, our should we move her?" he asked as he wrapped his arms around Ayame. He wiped away her tears and kissed her forehead.

"No...we shouldn't move her..." Ayame said softly, finnally able to keep back her tears. She knew if they decided to move their friend now they would most likely tear some of her wounds on her back, and she knew that was the last thing that any of them wanted to happen to their injured friend.

After the few minutes of waiting, the paramedics came in with a strecher and placed it right in from of Ayame, who was still holding onto Yuuki. The paramedics grabbed Yuuki and placed her on the strecher and took her off to the ambulance where they would take her to the hospital.

Looking down at her jeans, Ayame noticed that there were splotches of her friend's blood all over the upper half of her pants, but unlike other times, she wasn't going to run off to go change. No, she was going to go straight to the hospital where her friend was going.

"Come on" she said, trying to smile. Her friend was going to get better now and every one was sad. They needed to be happy that their friend was now going to be away from her father. "We need to get to the hospital."

Kaoru followed Ayame out the door, clutching onto her hand for dear life and stepped into the limo that someone had called for them. He knew only family members would be allowed in the ambulance so he waited for everyone to join them, except Yuuna, who would, no doubt, want to be with her sister.

Takashi nodded and stood up. He followed them out, getting into the limo he waited until everyone was in and the door was shut until he spoke up. "That bastard." He said loudly, his fists clenched in his lap.

Yuuna climbed into the ambulance where her sister was being carried to by a stretcher. In the end, she didn't even plead to that bastard to stop. How could she? Her words were soon lost when the torture began, just like that first time she witnessed it when she was small.

She sat beside Yuuki and held her hand, squeezing it tightly with both of hers. Her hand was cold, too cold. Tears were pouring down heavily from her eyes and she was gasping between breathes.

"I'm sorry I didn't do anything, Yuuki.." she whispered through tears, "I'm sorry for not telling him to stop when it became a lot more worse.." she continued. The paramedics with that at that moment, were looking at each other, shocked and their expressions were grim.

"Yuuki, please don't die," Yuuna pleaded softly, "Don't leave me all alone.. I still need you.."