CHAPTER 3

Hey guys it's me again. Looky another chapter XD and it's kinda good. ANYWAY enjoy!

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The following morning I woke up at the usual time and got ready for school. I ran into Kyoya while looking for the kitchen cause let's face it I was freaking hungry after yesterday. He smirked at me as I realized I didn't have my shirt on (A/N: what is Kyoya thinking when he sees this hmm? HAHAHA She has a tanktop on for all you pervs =P) I blushed and quickly went to fetch my over shirt. Once I was adequately dressed we went to the kitchen and ate a delicious breakfast. After we finished we grabbed our school things and got in his limo for the ride to school.

As we pulled up I saw that security had been beefed up. "Kyoya" I asked nervously, latching my fingers to his uniform jacket.

"What's wrong Haruhi?" He asked stopping to look down at me with concern in his eyes.

"I-I'm scared…" I whispered tightening my grip, trying not to cry. I had my head bowed and went to hug him, however that didn't happen… one moment I was right next to Kyoya, the next I in a pair of arms taking me away. I started to panic and thrash in the arms that held me when a voice abouve me whispered, "Miss Fujioka if you ever want to see Mr. Ootori again I suggest you be still and quiet." I immediately stopped having heard the malice in the voice. I quickly began thinking of ways to escape but was saved from that with the appearance of Hunny and Mori coming towards me and my kidnapper.

"Let her go," Hunny said. "And we won't have to hurt you."

The man holding me snorted "You hurt me? What could a shrimpy kid like you ever do to me?"

In answer Hunny flipped him as Mori took me from his arms. Shaking, I clung to Mori and began to cry. They took me to the Third Floor Music Room where the rest of the host club was waiting nervously. As soon as we walked in Kyoya took me from Mori's arms and tenderly held me close. I broke down and for the first time let myself feel the fear and anxiety from the situation I had been placed in.

Tamaki, the ever annoying and obnoxious leader of the Host Club, came over silently and rubbed my back to help try and make me relax. The others followed his lead and talked quietly with me, offering to do anything they could to help with what I was going through. This lasted about ten to fifteen minutes.

When I finally stopped crying, I heard the twins ask, "What happened to you Haruhi?"

"S-some man t-tried to k-kidnap m-me," I stammered. "I didn't get a good look at his face cause he had me over his shoulder."

Kyoya, the genius he is, told me to stand still so that they could dust me for fingerprints. I did as he said and froze where I was. It took a couple of minutes but Kyoya finally said "We're all done. Now all we have to do is take you home." He quickly pulled me into his arms and took me to his limo. As we were getting in I was ripped from his arms and quickly knocked unconscious.

(A/N If anyone was wondering why it's an "M" story this is part of it continue please and don't hate me!)

As I came to, I felt a cool breeze running up and down my body. I looked around and saw that I was on a giant four poster bed with my hands tied to the headboard above me and my legs tied together.

"I see you finally decided to wake up," a voice sneered. "Now I can have my fun with you able to feel everything I do to you."

"W-what do you mean?" I asked my stomach dropping down to my toes.

"You'll see soon enough," he said, taking his shirt off. "You see I'm bored and there's a girl, tied to my bed so that she can't escape." He continued taking of his clothing. When he got to his pant I saw the bulge that was straining to get out. I paled as what e said sunk in. I began thrashing, trying desperately to get out of the ropes that held me. The man laughed at my feeble attempts to escape. Soon enough he became bored with watching me and decided to get on with his plans. As I struggled he descended on me, using his weight to crush my body into the mattress. He crashed his lips to mine for a moment then traced my jaw with his lips and trailed them down my throat. I began screaming and started fighting again. He grabbed my hair and forced me to look him in the eyes. "If you think I'm going to stop you're dead wrong. You're only making this worse for you. I was going to be gentle but now I don't think I will be." He snarled.

"P-please" I said tears in my eyes. "Don't do this."

"What's that? You want me to take your clothes off? I would love to." He snickered and proceeded to take my shirt off. His lips attacked my neck and so did his teeth. When he came to the junction of my neck and shoulder he bit down hard enough to make me bleed. I screamed again and his hand tightened on my sides with bruising force. When he was done with my neck he trailed sloppy wet kisses down to my bra. He grabbed a knife and trailed that down the line of saliva and cut through my bra. He then pushed the destroyed piece of clothing aside and attacked one nipple with his mouth, biting and sucking while his hand yanked and pulled on the other one. I kept screaming. His other hand had his knife in it and dragged the cold metal down my skin making shallow cuts. He then took it and dragged it down my stomach and to my pants. He quickly disposed of those and my underwear. He put the knife down and moved his hands up and down my body getting closer and closer to his goal… my vagina… I tried to get him to stop and push him off. He just laughed and continued until he shoved one finger into my pussy. I tried to get away from the intruding digit but he just stuck another and another until there were four fingers. He removed his fingers and replaced them with something MUCH bigger. If I's been screaming before that didn't compare to the screaming I was doing now. I bucked my hip in another futile attempt to get him off and he started thrusting his hips, grunting and moaning. My body gave up and laid there limply letting him do what he wanted with me. When I became unresponsive he grabbed his knife again and dragged it down the center of my chest breaking the skin and making me bleed profusely. I screamed again and again feeling the white hot pain of the knife and the pain of the man's dick moving in me roughly. All of a sudden he tensed I felt something filling my core knowing that he had released in me. He fell on top of me for a moment then pulled out roughly. "you are of no more use to me" he said. I've had my fun and now will be going back to my home country. I am going to leave you here because you are not going to be allowed to live anymore." With those words he plunged his knife into my arms, legs and stomach. He got up and got dressed laughed at me and left leaving me to a painful death. The pain was so intense I blacked out. The last I remember was thinking 'why did this happen to me? Kyoya please save me.'