Yay~ I finally got around to typing the next chapter. It's a little longer, about what you can expect for the rest of the chapters. I hope my writing is okay; please tell me in a review if I'm doing anything that seems annoying to read, like slow points, too fast pacing, anything like that. I can always use the help!

Anyway this is where the story really begins; I'm no good at mystery so heads up, its probably going to be easy to see where this story is going. Sorry ^^; but I hope people will like it and keep reading ^^ Thank you!

Chapter 3 (Misaki)

Misaki felt weird the entire day.

'I'll get him one day.'

He couldn't stop thinking of what Sumi had said. It almost scared him. He couldn't shake the feeling that Sumi had a

seriousness to the statement, a sureness. Each time he thought about it, it sounded more and more sinister, but, Misaki thought, it

was probably just his imagination.

'I'm just jumpy because of stupid Usagi-san this morning. Sumi isn't some movie villain; he was just joking,' Misaki reassured

himself, and it helped, a bit.

By the end of the school day he had almost forgotten the comment completely and instead looked to his night, which he knew

would be filled by a particular perverted rabbit. He expected to walk out of the building with Sumi and see him standing outside his car

like usual.

He wasn't.

Instead of the sleek red sports car he had grown so accustomed to, there was a smaller black car. A car that was much too

familiar to Misaki. A small shiver went up his spine when he recognized Haruhiko leaning against the side.

"Misaki," Haruhiko said as he spotted him.

Misaki felt that there had been enough problems with the day and decided that a retreat would be the best, but he hadn't walked

far before Haruhiko's fingers closed on his shoulder. The boy was taken off guard for a moment by the almost rough grip Haruhiko

had; it seemed strange, but what hadn't today.

"Misaki, I'm tired of playing this game," Haruhiko's grip tighten, "You're coming with me, now."

His voice was different, it had different emotion underneath the usual tone. Almost desperate. Misaki felt a little stunned by it;

Haruhiko, though persistent, didn't really use aggression to get his way. It wasn't like him, and it was scary too. He wouldn't actually

be like this, right?

Misaki was snapped back into reality as he was dragged towards the car. He struggled against the grip on his arm, trying to yank

out of it, but it only got tighter. He started to feel a little panicked.

"Let go! Stop it," Misaki cried.

He had never really been in a situation like this before, never even thought about it, or what to do if it happened. Now it was

happening, and happening fast.

'Where's Usagi-san!?'

He looked around frantically for help but there were very little spectators (since this happened pretty regularly with Usagi-san,

everyone seemed to lose interest in the screaming of Misaki, and somewhere inside his panicking body he cursed Usagi-san for

that). Sumi stood only feet from Misaki looking on with a dull look.

Misaki held out his free arm to his friend yelling, "Sumi-senpai, help m-!"

He was flung into the car at the last word. He still stared at Sumi, repeating in desperate panic again.

"Help."

As the door shut and Haruhiko grabbed him again, he saw a small smirk on Sumi's lips and a wave.

'Sumi-senpai!?'

Then the university disappeared from view as the started to move. Misaki spun from the window to face Haruhiko, his panic

rising more and more.

"You can't do this, Haruhiko-san! Let me out,"Misaki said, trying not to let the quiver in his voice out.

Haruhiko simply stared at him with his usual unaffected eyes.

"I'm not waiting for you anymore, Misaki. I decided that I was right, you would be better off with me than Akihiko, so you're coming

to live with me."

"You can't just decide those things! You're kidnapping me!" Misaki shot back.

"You'll have everything you need, you won't be forced to do anything, no more abuse from Akihiko; it better for you." Haruhiko

ignored Misaki.

'Abuse?'

"Let me out!" Misaki repeated.

Haruhiko's brow furrowed a little. He grabbed Misaki's arms and pinned them to the seat. Misaki yelped with suprise; Haruhiko

had never been so forceful. It made the fear in Misaki all to real.

'This is bad.'

"I am tired of this, Misaki, you belong to me. I can give you all that you ever hoped for; I can take care of you. Why don't you

accept that!?" He stared into Misaki's terrified eyes for an , as if he realized what he was doing, he drew back his hands.

Misaki was too frightened to make a move, he thought he could feel the bruises forming where Haruhiko had grabbed him. The

silence lasted until the driver in the front spoke.

"We're here Usami-sama."

Misaki's only thought screamed in him.

'Already!?'