If you want song 4 then HERE IT IS

It is from ImtheBlondie O.o's own Corey (Don't worry Conor, yours will be next :) )

SO, song 4 Is Fight For This Love By Cheryl Cole

Personaly, i don't like Cole but that doesn't mean I won't write it, I mean I'm writing it now-

'DUHH YOU IDIOT'

Sorry that was The Voice In My Head, he doesn't have a name so I just call him The Voice

'No shit Sherlock'

-_- Please excuse me

BANG!

'You Bitch'

SHUT IT

'...'

Thank You

Here Is Fight For This Love

"I'm going to marry Justin Bieber" The red head sighed

"Well I'm going to marry Johnny Depp" the raven banged her fist on the picnic bench

"Isn't he already married-"

"Hit your head on the tree"

"Yes miss"

bang

"HARDER"

BANG

The unfortunate girl fell on the grass.

"Much better" The girl nodded her head, a smug smile on her lips.

"How about you? Who will you marry?" The girl directed the question to the blondie who was looking out towards the lake.

"Judai" It was a straight answer alright, the blondies friends sighed.

"You know the rumors, he won't go out with ANYONE, but he does look cute when he's thinking-"

"How do you know when he's thinking?"

"He doesn't but he looks cute in class... maybe he's thinking all the time"

"It's hard to believe he's the best in the class because he sleepsALL THE TIME"

" I KNOW! Maybe he hears-"

A brunet was walking down the path towards the lake. He needed time away from the fan-girls camping outside his house.

'Jeez, is there anything else those small minded girls could do APART from stalking me?' He thought, his thoughts were interrupted when The Squeal Of DOOM was heard behind him.

"THERE HE IS!"

"LETS GET HIM!"

"JUDAI! MY LOVE COME TO MEEEE!"

"JUDAI, COME WITH ME! I HAVE FRIED SHRIMP"

That was tempting but not with the fan-girls chasing him. He ran for the cover of the thick forest, powered by the thoughts of being tied to a bed FULL of girls wanting a piece of him.

"You look like your running aw-"

"HIDE ME PLEASE"

The stranger stood still for a moment, then gestured for him to follow ('HE FORGOT ABOUT STRANGER DANGER! stupid Judai' BANG 'OWW' "Shut it" ), the trees became thicker and thicker, the stranger's light teal hair bounced as he ran in front, the squeal of fan-girls fading from his ears. The stranger slowed and stopped, his head turned left then right, then up and around, not actually facing Judai.

"You should be safe here... for now"

Judai's head shot round to face the stranger, confused.

"Why?" The stranger's face was hidden in the darkness of his cap, but Judai could tell he was smiling...

"If you can beat me in a fight, then I'll leave you. If I win... well lets say it won't be nice"

Judai automatically nodded, after all, he was a brown belt in karate (his teacher says he's the best in the class... surprisingly 'show off') and he was quite the track runner.

Judai stood ready, his fists clenched. The stranger ran at Judai, bringing his fist to punch Judai's face. Judai dodged, swinging his leg underneath, the challenger jumped, somehow bringing his leg DOWN as his body went UP... hitting Judai's head. Judai rolled away as the foot connected with his head, the pain bouncing around the inside of his head.

'Damn'

The stranger flipped over Judai and aimed his next punch down. Judai lifted his forearm to meet the offensive fist, pushing up to unbalance his enemy. He then kicked in the unbalanced figures solar plexus, the figure hit the tree... if he had actually been hit. He rolled back and pushed up, grabbing the leg then sending poor Judai into the tree. This person was better than him, he had to admit that. But how was he going to win.

The first thing that came to his head was that... he wouldn't-

'NO, you idiot, of course you can win, think positive' (I say that a lot actually hehe)

Judai looked around, whilst having that conversation with himself, that the enemy had disappeared from view. Judai realized that this might be a good time to run, after all, he wasn't here.

Judai started to walk, then jog, then run. Unfortunately, he didn't realize he was running the wrong way until he saw the big wall that surrounded the park. This was SO not his best day.

"Ah, so you DID fall for it"

The voice shocked Judai into turning around, looking straight into the eyes of the capped figure, emerald eyes.

"Well, this IS a sticky situation... for you at the very least"
Judai never saw the hand that pressed against the pressure point on his neck.

"Lights out pretty boy"

Judai woke up to a dimly lit room, the room itself was plain. No windows, pictures/posters, and the walls were white. The only thing it did have was a door. It was wooden and had a handle, like many other doors, but there were an array of locks. Big ones, small ones, ones with keyholes, ones with numbers. Every different type of lock was on that door.

He tried to get up but grunted in anger to find that his hands were shackled to one of the bedposts, and that his ankles were attached to chains, that were attached to the lower two bedposts. To add to that... he was naked.

A low chuckle echoed around the room, Judai didn't need to look to know who it was, but he did when he realized what was in the strangers hands.

Tools.

Tools of a torturous nature.

A SEXUAL NATURE.

Eyes widened at the thought that came into his head. He thought he was going to be beaten up and/or murdered, but never RAPED. This guy was SICK. REALLY SICK...

The man took one of the objects in his hand and placed it on the boy's manhood, a restricting feeling on his cock. He then started to abuse one of the soft nipples with his tongue, then giving the other the same treatment. Judai had closed his eyes and was biting his lip, doing his best to contain the noises from escaping his throat.

The tools that had been placed on the small table next to the bed scared him. He had had sex talks at school with his class, and to tell you the truth, he wasn't very keen on it, but the teacher never told them WHAT it was like, apart from it was fun (how VERY descriptive -_-).

Judai realized he'd rather have fan-girls flogging him instead of this, oh what he would give for that. Fan-girls instead of being sexually assaulted any day.

"HELP ME, SOMEONE HELP ME, PLEASE"

He could feel his body betray him when a hand started to rub up and down the boys restricted cock, heat in his lower abdomen gathering, the noises moving up to his lips, small grunts starting to escape. The hand getting faster and faster, the heat unbearable now, wet encased one of his pert buds, the noise now escaping in fast pants, begging for the offender to stop, he only stopped to put nipple clenchers onto the pert buds.

"AHH please..gasp... let- AHH let me go... ple-AHHHH" The pleasure needed to leave, but the escape was locked.

"STO-AHHHHH STOP gasp" and it did, the pleasure subsided a bit, but it was still there. He opened his eyes, hoping it was all over. The man raised his hand and pushed three fingers into the boys panting mouth. Judai just kept panting, not understanding what was happening. His mind was fuzzy and dim, the feelings over crowding his head.

Pain suddenly spread across his cheek, not realizing that sharp teeth were embedding themselves into the flesh, the fingers removed before the attack. The pain moved all over his chest and neck.

'God, if you hear me now... please help me'

If the pain was bad, it wasn't as bad as what was to come. Three long fingers pushed against the boys tight entrance, forcing their way into the virgin's body. Judai shouted in the pain of the trespassing, the stretching. The pain was too much.

Tears trickled down his face. It was too much, too much...

The fingers slid out and another longer, thicker, warmer object now entering, instantly moving fast and deep, the pain and pleasure taking over.

"SOMEONE HELP ME, PLEASE-" a rag was shoved in his mouth.

The restraints were digging into the boys wrists and ankles as he shook with each thrust.

He wanted to curl up in a corner, hide.

But he couldn't.

The pleasure in his lower area was too great, but the pain was too. He felt like he was being ripped apart non-stop, ripped and ripped again, over and over.

The stranger was grunting and moaning, the sounds getting louder and louder until liquid filled his insides. It was like liquid pleasure, hot and silky stimulating his senses and sending Judai into a pool of ecstasy.

The stranger pulled himself out, wiped his now limp member, and pulled his discarded clothes back on.

It was over now, wasn't it?

He looked at Judai with wary eyes as shouts and calls were heard through the wooden door, all calling the same thing

"JUDAII!"

A search party? Or fan-girls? He didn't know which but hoped they would find him soon.

"My time is up it seems, but I'm going to make you struggle a bit more" He reached for the other item on the table and pushed it into Judai. He cried in pain, knowing he couldn't do it anymore. It vibrated in the tight hole, at first it was gentle but the went to maximum, the vibrations shaking his entire body.

"Goodbye pretty boy"

He heard a clank as the door closed and other smaller sounds as the door was locked on the outside.

Only minutes later there was a knock at the door and a timid voice called.

"IS ANYONE IN THERE?"

Judai tried to call back but because of the gag it came out as "HHLLPP MMMPH"

He heard whispering before there were bangs and thuds against the door, attempts to get in.

There was a muffled "STAND BACK" and the next THUD sent the door flying towards Judai (It didn't hit him, don't worry) and people walked in, saw the state Judai was in and then chaos struck.

Several girls were staring at Judai, one was on the phone to the police, and three were helping Judai to get out of the shackles and cover him up, deep red blushes on their faces.

He sighed, he was saved. He thanked the girls for helping him as they supported him, walking outside to find the police and an ambulance. A paramedic and a police officer came up to him, one asking questions as the other checked him over.

After what seemed like hours he was being driven to hospital, sleeping from exhaustion.

A man was watching as the ambulance moved away, he ran a hand through his teal hair, chuckling

"It's fun, isn't it? Fighting for your love"

Well, Corey. There is Fight For This Love

ME HOPE YOU LIKE 8D

PLEASE KEEP REQUESTING

ARIGATO

BigDxxx