I mentally cursed at agreeing to go back to Japan. I was sitting at the airport waiting to board our plane. Kai was next to me reading a newspaper. I sat fidgeting and twisting my hands. My body was craving drugs bad but I knew with Kai around that I wouldn't be getting any.

I heard a posh voice ring out over the terminal.

"Flight JAL-487 to Japan is now ready for boarding at Gate 25."

I heard Kai move next to me as he stood up and motioned for me to follow him to the gate entrance.

I secretly wondered why he was flying on a public plane. He seemed like one of those people who would have a private jet. He handed the flight attendant our tickets and they ushered us into the first class area. My eyes widened as I looked around. I'd never been in first class before. It was huge and roomy. I took my seat which was a window seat and I looked out at the runway and people inspecting the plane before take off.

"Miss would you like some champagne?"

I looked over and found a stewardess with a bottle of champagne staring at me in question.

"…Sure." She smiled and handed me a glass, which I took from her boney hand and sipped. I grimaced at the taste but I figured that if I had alcohol, it would stop my drug cravings slightly.

Kai looked at me and lowered his voice. "Are you having cravings?"

I glared at him in question. Is he a mind reader or something?

"Not really."

"Hilary, you don't have to lie to me."

"I'm not lying."

He turned his attention back to his newspaper which he had brought onto the plane and I heard the Captain announce we were about to take off and to make sure our seatbelts were fastened. I pulled the strap on my seatbelt and ignored the length of left over strap. It was a lot; probably more than normal.

The plane took off and I leant my head against the window and stared at the seat in front of me.

I heard Kai ask if I wanted anything to eat and I subconsciously shook my head. I didn't feel hungry anymore. I felt nauseated. I couldn't get over the events of lately and then something struck me.

"Kai, how did you find out where I lived?"

"Why do you want to know that?"

"Because I'm curious…"

"I bribed the manager at your work."

I blinked at him, wondering if that was a joke or not; knowing him probably not.

I was almost dozing off when I heard the Captain say the dreaded words I didn't want to hear.

"Cabin crew please prepare for landing."

I looked out the window and found myself staring down into the Japanese city. My nerves were shaking and I could feel Kai's unwanted stare on my skin. I wasn't sure if I was ready to face my past. I was ashamed of what I had become, yet at the same time I couldn't stop being what I was.

The plane touched down and Kai took my arm and gently pulled me through the crowd to where a black skyline was waiting with a guy in a tuxedo. He bowed his head slightly in respect to Kai and handed him a set of car keys.

"Here's your car, Mr. Hiwatari."

Kai took the keys and got into the car as the guy opened the door for me and let me in. I sat down on the comfy leather seats and pulled my seatbelt on.

I stared at the floor as I heard Kai fumble with the keys and start the car up. He pulled out of the car park and headed out of the airport terminal and into the stream of traffic that was Tokyo.

I watched my surroundings zoom past me out the window and I felt even sicker than before. I hung onto the seatbelt and tried to stop myself from hyperventilating as the area became familiar and I knew that I was getting closer to Tyson's dojo. Suddenly I wished I was back in New York as the car stopped and I knew I was back again.

"No backing out now, Hilary." I nodded shortly and watched as Kai opened the car door on my side and waited for me to step out. I hesitantly did so and looked around, afraid that someone would recognize me.

My feet didn't seem to move as Kai started walking towards the dojo. He stopped and looked back at my still frame and sighed and walked back.

"What are you afraid of?"

I shrugged. "I don't know. Everything."

"You'll be fine. Trust me."

He grabbed my arm lightly and pulled me towards the dojo and onto the front verandah. He knocked on the door and I heard that annoying, familiar voice.

"Who is it?!"

"Who do you think it is, Tyson?"

"Holy shit guys, it's Kai!"

I heard footsteps as they moved towards the door and I stared at the ground as the door was opened.

"Kai! Sup ma- … Hilary?!"

I forced my head to look up and found myself staring at Tyson's face. I couldn't even force a smile so I just stood there taking in the situation.

Tyson's yell of my name had alerted the others and within seconds, I found myself staring at Max, Ray and Kenny as well. Their faces held a mixture of shock, happiness and depression. I knew I would be answering a lot of questions in the next hour.

Suddenly Max let out a cry and latched onto me. I stood still with my arms by my side, wondering what to do. Max pulled back and looked down at me.

"Why are you so small? You need sugar in you!"

I think what scared them the most was my lack of response. I didn't want to talk at all. I just stood there like a mannequin looking dangerously underweight and fragile.

Ray moved Max away and hugged me too in his brotherly way. Kenny hugged both of us in a group hug movement and I fought back the urge to cry.

They all moved away and ushered me into Tyson's dojo and into his lounge room. I sat down on his couch and the rest sat down and all looked at me.

I hugged myself tightly feeling very awkward under their stares. It was like they were evaluating me and trying to read my mind. I'm glad they couldn't because all I wanted at that moment was to go home and get my stash.

Kai was the first to speak during the silence.

"You going to tell them Hilary or should I?"

I looked up and glared at him. I wish he would just keep out of my life. I never thought I'd end up back here and I had finally accepted that and now here I was.

"There isn't anything to tell."

"Then why would you turn up here covered in bruises and dangerously underweight? You look dead Hil…" I glanced over at Ray and meet his concerned face and cringed.

"You wouldn't understand…"

"Why not?!" Tyson demanded.

I sighed and kept hugging myself. "It's complicated."

Max pouted cutely. "Try Hil-Chan…"

"No" I stood up. "Coming back here was a mistake. I didn't plan to come back here ever! I don't want to talk about this anymore. It's all in the past. I'm not your future anymore."

I ran out of the room and went to leave the dojo when everything starting shaking again. I felt like I couldn't breathe as my eyes rolled back into my head and everything went black.

xxxx

"She's anorexic isn't she?"

My head felt like lead and I didn't have the strength to even open my eyes. I heard movements and voices around me.

"Yes she is. That's why she collapsed."

No it wasn't. I was perfectly fine. I wanted to say that out loud but I couldn't, my body failed to move.

"Why would she become like this?"

"I don't know Maxie. I just don't know."

I used all the force I could muster to open my eyes and instantly all of the boys looked over at me in worry.

"Are you okay, Hil?"

I pushed myself up slightly but fell back. My limbs were shaking violently; I wanted drugs. No, I needed them.

I breathed out shakily and looked at Kai.

"Where are they?" I asked calmly, knowing he would know. He was the last one to have them since he found them.

"No Hilary."

"I want them right now Kai. Fucking give them to me!"

The other 4 stepped back in shock at my mood and looked at Kai in question.

"She's having withdrawals."

"FUCKING GIVE THEM TO ME!"

I flung myself from the bed and landed on the floor in a heap. Max and Tyson went to grab me but were stopped when Kai yelled not to go near me.

"But Kai she's hurt!"

"What the hell is she having withdrawals from?!"

"Heroine, Tyson. She's a drug addict."

I heard 4 gasps and Max started crying. "No she isn't! Hilary wouldn't do that!!"

"She is. She's going cold turkey right now, so if you plan on keeping all your body parts, don't go near her."

I felt myself burst into tears as I rocked back and forth on the floor. My body was shaking and I felt like my limbs were going to explode. I couldn't breathe properly and I felt utterly fucked beyond anything.

I felt strong arms pick me up and put me on the bed again. I was too busy sobbing to notice my wrists being restrained by rope.

All I wanted at that moment was to die.

xxxx

By the next morning the withdrawals had subsided enough to let me think clearly. I had spent the night crying and screaming and trying to break free. Only when I was calm enough did the guys let me go from the restraints.

They hugged me and sat me down at the table and tried to feed me bucket loads of food which I wouldn't eat. I was so use to not eating that I didn't want food.

All of them were acting awkward towards me and I knew that they had been talking about me when I was sleeping.

Ray took my hand gently and I looked at him in question.

"Hil…we want you to do something for us."

"What?..." I didn't like the sound of that.

"We want you to go to rehab."

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