AN: This is the last chapter for the next week and a half or so. I have midterms coming up so my life sucks. XD Anyway, enjoy!

Elena POV:

She watched Bonnie and the sliver of paper. Still, nothing happened. She looked over at Matt. He seemed as confused as she was. Elena risked a glance in Mrs. Flowers' direction. The old woman was positively beaming. Elena's heart leapt. Something must have gone right! She looked at Bonnie again, waiting for some sort of confirmation. The red-head was still as a statue, staring intently at the note. Elena assumed she was still doing her spell. Yes, that must have been it. She was still doing magic. Something was going to happen. For the first time in almost two days, something was going to go her way. Elena perked up as Bonnie lifted her head.

At her friend's expression, Elena blanched.

"What is it, Bonnie? What's wrong?"

"I… I know where he is…" The witch told her. Elena's eyes lit up.

"So, where is he? What's wrong with you?" She asked. Bonnie didn't look as pleased as she ought to be. They were going to find Damon! Elena smiled.

"I don't know, Elena. Something feels off about this whole thing. I don't know if we should just go for it…"

"You're suggesting we leave a very human Damon Salvatore with Shinichi?" Matt asked, incredulous.

"No, of course not! I just think we should think this through before we go rushing in, you know? I have this feeling… I can't describe it. I think Shinichi's playing with us."

"Either way, if you know where Damon is, we're going to have to find him. I don't want to keep him there any longer than he has to be… Bonnie, we can think things through on the way!" Elena was adamant. She wasn't about to leave a vulnerable Damon with those…things.

"Elena…" Bonnie looked at her friend, unsure of what to do.

"Elena's right, Bonnie. We can't just leave him there. What plan could we possibly come up with, anyway?" Matt frowned. "Do you have any suggestions?"

"Well…no. But, I'm telling you I don't think this is right."

"Regardless of whether or not it's right, we've got to go. Look, we've all had issues with Damon in the past, but we can't just leave him. He's saved us way too many times for us to turn our backs on him now." Elena put in. She was going to leave tonight, with or without backup. "So, are you in or are you out?"

"I'm in." Matt said simply. They both turned to Bonnie. The ginger blushed, realizing her friends were staring at her. She thought for a moment.

"Yes… I'm in. Aren't I always? I know we can't leave him there, Elena. I just wish we had a better idea of what we're going to walk into."

Damon POV:

He wished he could just forget. He wished he hadn't been thrust into his current situation. He wished Shinichi had never decided to butt into his life! But, he had and now Damon was facing the consequences alone. Alone. I'm all alone. Quickly, he removed that thought from his head. The place was depressing enough without his morbid thoughts. Damon resolved to push all thoughts of Stefan to the back of his mind until he couldn't repress them any longer. He had to stay strong. It looked as if Damon was going to be there a while. He wouldn't give Shinichi the satisfaction of having truly broken him down. Yes, he'd been rather broken since "the incident". Still, Shinichi had yet to break the final barrier. Damon wasn't planning on letting him get that far.

Shinichi POV:

The kitsune rolled over on the large bed. He sat in the bedroom he shared with his dying sister. It was large and as ornately decorated as the rest of the house. The cells in the basement were kept bland and uninteresting for the sake of the prisoners, but that didn't mean the rest of the house had to look as unflattering. Misao loved decorating. She'd designed the interior of their home. Even Shinichi had to admit it was beautiful. But, could he expect anything less from his perfect sister?

He opened his eyes, his face falling when he saw her pale face. He stroked her cheek before getting up. Shinichi was angry. He was angry that the humans were taking so long. And, he was angry that he hadn't taken advantage of his captive as of yet. Sure, he'd hurt the man, but that didn't mean anything. Shinichi wanted to have some good old fashioned fun with him.

He'd realized something wonderful. His new plan was perfect in every way. If all went well, he would have everything he wanted. Damon was his for the taking because Shinichi had led him to believe Elena would be safe if he did his bidding. Elena and the others were surely on their way thanks to his little warning. He could imagine Elena's golden hair soaked with tears as she sprinted through the forest to bring him Misao's star ball. How she would mourn the Salvatore boy! That was alright. He had Damon to entertain him until Elena arrived. Then, promises be damned, she would be his.

He ascended the stairs that would lead him to Damon's new bedroom. Shinichi had locked the door from the outside, realizing that was all it took to keep Damon within his grasp. The poor human didn't have the Power to escape. Not anymore. The bouquet had really worked to Shinichi's advantage. Now that Damon was powerless, Shinichi could prove himself dominant. And, prove himself he would. In fact, it was exactly what he had in mind. He'd been so very bored without Misao to play with. Now that Damon was his, he was going to enjoy himself.

Shinichi entered the bedroom, easily unlocking the wooden door. Damon was sleeping peacefully on the bed. Perfect. Shinichi was across the room in seconds, admiring his hostage. Damon truly was a perfect specimen. He was fit and…attractive. Shinichi could go both ways. While his primary focus was Elena, he would settle for Damon until she arrived.

He leaned over until his lips touched Damon's. Immediately, the captive's eyes opened wide. Shinichi disregarded Damon's horrified expression, kissing him roughly on the mouth. Damon fought him. Shinichi pulled away.

"I thought we had a deal. You're mine, Salvatore." He smirked. Damon looked at him, obviously terrified but trying to hide it. He knew exactly what Shinichi wanted with him.

"Not like this." Was Damon's only response. Shinichi only laughed and bent to kiss him again. He held the human down as he kissed him, passionately this time. Eventually, Damon realized fighting it was getting him nowhere. He went limp. Shinichi smiled against his lips. He was in charge and Damon knew it. He trailed kisses down Damon's jaw. Pulling back the covers, Shinichi noted with pleasure that Damon was still shirtless. He planted a kiss on Damon's chest before pulling away once more.

Shinichi had an idea. He pulled a dagger, seemingly out of nowhere. He held it up for Damon to see, the blade glinting in the sunlight. There was a window in the room, but the glass was thick. Damon would never be able to break it. Shinichi looked down again. Damon's eyes had widened to an impossible size. At this, the kitsune grinned. He brought the knife down to Damon's chest and a made a small cut there. When the blood welled, Shinichi bent down and licked it up. He looked up into Damon's face.

"Want some?" Shinichi giggled. Damon's heart rate picked up. "No? Oh, well. More for me, then." And, with that, Shinichi brought the dagger down once more.

AN: O.O What do you think? Reviews are my favorite things! They're like Christmas, Halloween, and my birthday rolled up in one little email!