Alas, friends, I have returned! I missed you! Well, here's my new chapter of Kurakana.

"Come on, Kana-chan. Be honest with me," Izaya said as he held her face roughly. Kurakana narrowed her eyes and squirmed.

"Let go of me," she said with venom. "If I don't wanna tell you, then I will not tell you." She put her hand on his arm and dug her nails into his skin. Izaya glared again and then shoved her to the side so she landed on his bed. "Why the fuck do you care?! You're my partner, and I haven't known you for more than 48 hours! Why would I tell you something that happened to me?!" Izaya glowered lowly and towered over her.

"Because, Kurakana," he growled, "I don't like secrets. If there is something in you that holds any form of weakness, then I need to know it so I can crush it. A weak partner is useless to me." Kana stared at him and swallowed nervously as she looked away.

"Fine," she said. "You wanna know? I'll tell you."

(Flashback)

"Thanks for finally answering your damn door, Aaron," Kana said, flipping her dyed black hair to the side as she moved into the apartment. "What took so fucking long?"

"I was just preparing a few things," Aaron replied in a false-nice tone. Kana rolled her eyes.

"So do you have it or what?" she bullied. "I really don't have all day." Aaron chuckled and went to his kitchen, plucking a manila envelope off his counter and handed it to her.

"Jason Risk," he said, "all known facts of him starting from birth and ending at last year." Kana reached for the envelope, but Aaron held it back.

"You've got to pay me still, Kana, dear," he said in a snarky tone. Kana sighed and reached into her purse, but was stopped. "No. Not with money." Kana's brows furrowed until she knew what he was talking about. She quickly dug through her purse before she felt a heavy blow to the side of her face. "No weapons allowed, Kana, dear." Kana fell to the floor and kicked out her legs, but sadly, they were too short to reach the man's stomach before he grabbed her ankles and began pulling her down to a hallway.

"Let go of me! Get your fucking hands off me!" Kana screamed and screamed, but her pleas went unnoticed as she heard Aaron opening a door. He pulled her into the room and slammed the door shut. Kana struggled with her legs a little harder until she felt her hair being pulled harshly, making her scream in pain. "Stop! Aaron, let go!" she begged as he threw her onto his bed and began tearing her clothes.

It was only then that Kana noticed a rope dangling from the ceiling and two nylon cords on each of the bottom bedposts. This only made her panic greater as she thrashed violently, feeling her clothing being torn until she was left in nothing but her bra and laced panties. Aaron took her ankles and began wrapping the ties around each of them so her legs were spread wide apart. Her arms were a tougher challenge, though. She wouldn't stop fighting him and clawing at him until he landed another punch to her face. She cried out and Aaron took advantage of her distraction, grabbing both of her wrists and tying them with the dangling rope.

When he finished, Kana was thrashing in an awkward position. She looked like she was sitting up, but the dangle-rope suspended her a bit so her butt and thighs did not touch the bed. Aaron whistled at the sight and chuckled as he began to strip himself. Kana started to scream loudly, hoping someone would hear her, but she knew this was a private apartment. There was no one there. She was alone with this sick fuck of a man.

"Are you afraid, Kana?" Aaron drawled as he finally got the very last piece of fabric off his skin. He was enjoying her screaming as he moved towards her with a hand raised. With a swift movement, his hand flew and collided with Kana's plump ass with heavy force, making her scream out in pain. "I think we can have some fun for a while." He repeated his previous action, hitting her again in the same spot, sending fire through her skin. She yelled out, unable to withstand the tears any longer. Aaron laughed a bit as he finally moved onto the bed. He smirked and grabbed her hair as she whimpered and cried. He ran his fingers down her jaw and started digging his thumb into her cheek. She knew what he was going to do. She kept her mouth firmly shut as he grabbed her jaw and started to pry it open.

It wasn't until he kneed her in the stomach that she finally opened her mouth to gasp for air. Aaron moved quickly, shoving himself into her mouth, forcing her to take all of him. She tried screaming, but her breath was cut off. She could only endure the feeling as he thrust into her mouth roughly and at a fast pace. Kana gagged at the pain and struggled until Aaron finally pulled out. He then moved behind her and placed both of his hands on Kana's ass. "Your body truly does excite me, Kana, dear. You are a beautiful woman." Kana felt his touch and shivered as she felt something moving in between. Oh God, this was going to hurt…

"A-Aaron," she choked out, "p-please don't do this… H-hurts…" Aaron chuckled and gripped her hips tightly and moved.

Fire. It was like searing flames from the inside as he took her and humiliated her. She screamed and cried as he continued doing this for what felt like hours.

(End of Flashback)

"Are you fucking happy now?" Kana asked Izaya, shoving him away from her, and this time, he let her. "Yes, I had a bad run, but I'm fucking fine. I use sex as a means of a last resort, but not for any partners to feel obligated." Her eyes had a fire in them that made Izaya chuckle lightly. "What the fuck is so funny?"

"You are," Izaya said as moved towards her again, making her move backwards on the bed. "So you were raped? That's just awful. However, is that really something enough to emotionally scar you? You seem like the kind of person who wouldn't be permanently fazed by something like that, so needless to say, I'm confused." Kana glared again. "I'm not calling you a whore, but honestly. If you use sex as a resort, be it first or last, he must have gotten the wrong signal. I don't condone it, but you shouldn't act traumatized."

Kana listened intently and gritted her teeth. She didn't want to admit it, but she knew Izaya had a point. She had been using that as an excuse for a lot of things…

"Anything to say?" Izaya asked in a chuckle. Kana looked at him and bit her lip softly. "You know… biting your lip doesn't render your safety right now~"

"What do you mean?"

"Truth be told," Izaya said with a smirk, "it makes me want to take you. You just look so sensual…" Kana rolled her eyes and pushed him back, getting up.

"You're such a pervert," she grumbled and stood. "Anyway, now that we've had a nice little sharing session, I'm going to go raid your fridge for booze." She skulked out of the room and Izaya smirked. Now he was certain how intrigued he was about this woman.

…

Kana stared at the open fridge in frustration. She had just opened up to a total stranger, someone who could-and probably would-use it against her.

She sighed and found a hidden bottle of Stroyka Vodka and grinned. "Well, you may be a dick, but you definitely have excellent choice in alcohol." She giggled and grabbed the bottle and closed the fridge.

"How did I know you'd find that?" Izaya asked. Kana yelped as the man had just seemingly appeared at the doorway. "Sorry. Are you planning on sharing?" He eyed the bottle and Kana chuckled lightly.

"Yeah, sure," she said. "You get the glasses." She set the bottle on the counter and began opening it. She suddenly felt something press against her back and she recoiled. She looked behind her to see Izaya reaching over her into the cupboard. "You could've asked me to move." Izaya looked down at the woman.

"What would be the fun in that?" he asked with a sly grin. When Kana gave him a look, he backed off and chuckled again. "I'm just trying to be friendly is all." He handed Kana the glasses and she filled them about five millimeters to the brim and they both went to the living room.

…..

In about twenty minutes, three drinks later, Izaya and Kana were having more fun than they had in a while. They were laughing and joking with each other and they were enjoying each other's company without a care. Kana had her head on his lap and Izaya was playing with her hair and chuckling every time she batted his hand away.

"I…za…yaaaaa," Kana sang to herself as she reached up and grabbed his hair. He made a small surprised noise as she yanked his head down. "Soft… so, so soft…" Izaya grinned and grabbed her wrist and yanked her hand away.

"Yes, I know," he said with a small chuckle, taking another sip of his drink. Kana smiled at him and nuzzled the back of her head into his lap, making him jolt a bit. "Kana, dear, careful where your head goes." He smirked down at her as she crooked a brow. She suddenly lifted her head and dropped it back onto his lap, making him jolt again. "Do that again, Kana. You won't like the result." Kana narrowed her eyes. She sat up, downed the rest of her drink, then dropped her upper weight back onto Izaya's crotch. He made a loud noise of shock and then glared down at her. "Well I warned you." He set his drink down then stood up, hoisting her over his shoulder.

"Ah! Izaya!" Kana yelped as he carried her to his bedroom.

"I told you nicely," he sang with an evil smirk. "I think you need to be punished." Kana gulped as she was suddenly tossed onto the bed. She shivered as he took his shirt off and he stared at her with an evil grin. "Don't be afraid~" He crawled onto the bed and put his hands on either side of her head. She stared up at him, looking very confused.

Kana bit her lip as she stared up at him. Should she push him off? God, he was sexy… His red eyes gleamed as his bangs fell over them. Maybe… this wasn't a horrible idea. Might as well. She moaned softly and reached up for his hair again, but Izaya gripped her wrists and pinned them to the pillow.

"I'm going to have so much fun with you tonight, Ku~ra~ka~na~," he smirked, narrowing his eyes and squeezed her wrists. She moaned again and Izaya rubbed his knee against her crotch, making her body jolt. He leaned to her ear and bit her earlobe before whispering, "Say yes, Kana~" Kana squirmed, her body responding to the light stimuli.

"Y-yes~" she whispered to him and he chuckled. He reached to his nightstand and pulled out a pair of handcuffs. He clasped one of her wrists, hooked the chain around the bedpost, and clasped her other wrist. He then wasted no time. He began to bite and kiss her neck going down to her collar bone and to her chest. He left little marks here and there as he made his way to her cleavage. He kissed the v then sat up, running his fingers down her shirt. "Do you like this shirt, Kana-chan~?" Kana bit her lip and shrugged. Izaya grinned and pulled out his knife. "Hope that was a no." He slit her shirt down the front and on the sleeves so the shirt would open. He licked his lips and moaned under his breath. With a graceful motion, he cut open her bra, freeing her full breasts. Izaya bit his lip and leaned down, sucking on her breasts sensually as she moaned underneath him.

Kana hadn't experienced this kind of foreplay in years. It was usually clothes off, sex, and goodbye, but this… this was amazing. She moaned softly and pulled against the cuffs as Izaya continued to kiss and suck on her breasts, leaving little reddish-pink marks. He then sat back up and undid her jeans, pulling them down swiftly. He stared at her light blue frilly panties and smirked, grabbing his knife.

"Those are my favorite goddamn panties, Izaya," Kana said as she stared at his knife. "You better not cut them." Izaya grinned and chuckled.

"This is supposed to be a punishment, Kana-chan~" he sang to her with joy, placing the blade against her area. Kana trembled in anxiety as he hooked it around some lace.

"Don't you fucking-," she didn't get to finish before Izaya slit open her panties. She glared as he held them up as a trophy. He tossed them to the side then spread her legs. Kana blushed as he stared at her.

"My goodness, Kana-chan. You're just waiting for me, aren't you~?" Kana's blush darkened as Izaya undid his black jeans. He was big. Very impressive, really for her. "You want it, Kana-chan~?"

"Yes!" she shouted in anticipation. Izaya smirked and stroked himself a bit as he stared at her.

"Beg me for it~" Kana whined and moved her hips up, but Izaya moved back a bit.

"Dammit, Izaya please!" she cried out, realizing her options were limited. Izaya grinned and, with one swift move, he was inside her. She cried out in pleasure as he immediately hit her sensitive core spot. Izaya grinned as he watched her and he then began a slow and teasing pace, making her arch her back, wanting more. Izaya chuckled and pushed her back down, much to her dismay.

He had her now... this plan had worked completely. He figured she would fall for him sooner or later. Women like her always did. Now she was vulnerable. Izaya smirked and leaned down, biting her neck roughly. She cried out in pain as he chuckled and grabbed her hair. He pulled her head up and suddenly kissed her with hunger and intensity. Kana moaned loudly before she soon realized that this kiss wasn't for passion. It was for dominance. Izaya was claiming her. She made a small noise in protest before pushing his chest up. He looked down at her in confusion.

"I... I don't want to do this," she said in a small voice. Izaya crooked a brow and sat up on her hips, pulling out of her swiftly.

"You've changed your mind?" When Kana nodded, Izaya nodded once in return. "Alright. I'm not gonna force you. I am, however, going to go take a shower and then go order some food. When it gets here, I want you to get dressed, eat, and clear your head a bit and later tonight we will work. Alright?" Kana nodded as she closed her eyes. "Go ahead and sleep." He got up and grabbed his jeans, doing them up before putting his shirt back on.