Well, another fast update since I'm trying to catch up, but this one is waaay longer. Taking out a couple chapters since they were too close to leave it as a nasty cliff hanger.

Also, I'd love to say thank you to those of you who review. I really appreciate what you all have to share and it makes me smile to know that you enjoy the story. ^^

Haruhi sighed and plopped into her bed. It had been a long day and she didn't know if Kyoya had found anything else that could be of use to them. Her head was swimming with exhaustion when she saw something move in the corner of her darkened room. She squinted, trying to see if she could determine it from the shadows. Failing, she rolled over and chose to ignore it, but when she realized what it was, it was too late to stop the hand holding a rag over her mouth. The last thing she knew is that she had been captured again.

When she woke, it was dark and hazy in the room. She couldn't discern much anything from the shifting dust and haze. A sound of someone coughing roughly caused her to look at the shadows harder. When some of the haze had cleared, she wanted to draw back and scream. It was Mori, but he was covered in blood, bruises, and burns. He turned his eyes to her and the horror when he realized who was joining him shone clearly in his eyes.

"How...?" His question was choked and raspy, not the normal, thundering deep voice that was rare.

"They snuck into my house..." She replied in a whisper, glancing uneasily about. "How long..."

"I've been here for nearly eight days... You arrived just the other night." He stopped talking and focused on breathing. She leaned as close as she could to him, finding her bindings would not allow her to reach him.

"You're hurt..."

"Tortured... Not hurt." She stopped, silent for a moment.

"Oh... I'm sorry..."

"You know how it felt, I don't blame you."

"Yeah, I guess." She felt saddened by his tone. He nodded lightly before either passing out or falling asleep. Haruhi let out a sigh and retreated a bit to ease the tug on her bindings. Taking stock of the situatin quickly she realized she had been tied at the writst and waist so she was confined to a smallish area. From the looks of it, Mori had more space, but was just too weak to utilize any of it. The scuffle of feet when he shifted slowly told her he wasn't asleep, but he was trying to rest himself.

"Haruhi, get some sleep." His voice rasped from the shadows. "It'll do no good if both of us are hurt or weak."

"You're right." She mumbled. "But please let's take turns so you can get better rest than."

"If you wish." He replied after a while of empty silence that was filled only with breathing.

"Thank you." She would have smiled, but a small clang brought her out of the small amount of happiness she had found. A face she recognized appeared and it held on it a grin.

"Well well... I don't suppose we'd get any more out of you than the other, but it's worth a try. Anyways, it seems we were mistaken earlier. You're a girl. That'll be even more fun after we get the blond boy. Then he can watch you scream."

"You fiend." She spat at him. "I'll never let you win and neither will the others."

"We are winning though. Haven't you seen? You can't see us, but we watch." He chuckled. "The little brat is collapsing as are the rest in your little group. How much longer can you and this guy hold out until your blood doesn't pump through your veins?" She stayed silent at that comment, remembering how Honey had been acting. It was true, he was loosing his confidence. "Anyways, your stay here won't be a pleasant one."

"Don't hurt her." Mori glared angrily up at the man. The brute kicked the normally silent teen viciously in the side, knocking him over.

"Shut up. You have no way to command me. I do as I wish." He snarled, suddenly sick of talking to his prey. Mori struggled to sit back up, hatred seething in his eyes.

"You hurt her, and you'll die." Mori stated, not as an empty threat, but as a fact. The large man grinned.

"I already have and yet I'm still alive." The two glared up at him, the rage in their faces. He turned and grabbed Haruhi roughly by her hair. "Next time, girly, you won't be so lucky. I'll see your blood again, and it'll be sweet." A wicked grin danced upon his face, gracing her with an image of the ruthless being that was supposedly human.

Tamaki was growing frantic. He had tried calling numerous times, and yet Haruhi didn't answer.

"Dammit! What's taking so long?!" He snarled, grabbing his head in his growing frustration. Hikaru didn't help when he kicked the desk, toppling it and spilling its contents on the floor.

"You two, please calm down. Wait until Kyoya gets here before you do anything stupid." Kaoru mumbled from his post on the bed, eyes shaded lightly by his bangs, an abnormally wicked gleam in them. Tamaki turned quickly, a snarl imprinted on the normally smiling face.

"I can't! This is the second time she's been taken. I can't bear to see her in any more pain." The smallest of the group opened the door to the room slowly, followed by Kyoya. The prince of darkness glided straight over to Tamaki.

"I found a recent place they could be using. I don't know for sure, but I have a good hunch about it." His glasses glinted demonically in the dying light of the sun through the window to the world outside. Tamaki nodded.

"What about your police? Will they be able to help again or-" Kyoya waved a hand to cut him off.

"The most help we got from them is all we're going to get... We're going to have to handle this ourselves." Honey looked up, an anger filled gaze had taken his once empty gaze.

"We don't need them. You guys all know how to fight. We don't need anyone else. Be careful of guns, knives, and the such, but other than those, there will be no trouble." His voice was quiet and calm, but dripped the words with venom, poisoning the atmosphere. It was contagious as the other four glared up, the light from the window barely reaching their eyes, giving them all the same demonic glint as Kyoya's normal one. Tamaki turned and looked out the window, the sunset filling the sky.

"Let's go."

Haruhi was startled when she felt Mori's foot touch her own. She calmed, but the look on his face told her that she should be scared.

"He's coming." She nodded in reply and looked at the door, steeling herself to the pain she would feel. She couldn't let them down, couldn't let them get beat up for her sake. She wouldn't give in. Her gaze must have said it all, for Mori nodded in understanding at her.

Shortly the door opened with a rusty creak. Haruhi glared up as he untied her, but she couldn't get away when she tugged her arm. He chuckled, but said nothing as he dragged her through the door, leaving the injured Mori to fend off the pain of the night alone. Haru closed her eyes. She didn't want to see that last look in Mori's eyes. The one of raw fear for her that mingled with hatred.

"Here, you can sit right here in this nice soft chair." She grunted as he punched her gut viciously, but she didn't give him the satisfaction of yelping or screaming. Remembering the vow she had made to herself, she wouldn't give in. Not now, and not ever.

He continued to punch and kick her, though she kept her mind blank so she wouldn't cry out. Soon she became so numb she couldn't feel anything anyways.

"It seems you aren't reacting well enough..." He growled, almost as if he were an angry bear that was hungry for the anguished cries of prey. She did nothing in reaction. He smashed his fist into her face, snapping her head to the side. Slowly she turned and looked up into his eyes, nothing but hatred flowing from the look. He didn't know why, but inside he shuddered. The look of such intense rage sparked something in him and he smashed his fist into her face, trying to make her get rid of it. She turned again, slowly, to glare at him. He brought out his knife and stabbed it into her shoulder before dragging it out at a bad angle. Her teeth clenched, but it made her all the more fearsome. He stabbed her other shoulder, and still the same reaction. The fear started coursing through his own veins. Was the whole group like these two? Quiet and hateful? The tension in the air began to freak him out and he panicked, stabbing the knife into her shoulders repeatedly.

"What, scared?" She snarled, the pain making her go mad. He stepped back before slashing at her face, leaving a cut on her cheek. Finally having enough of her look, he smashed his fist into her temple, causing her to black out. Quickly untying her, he dragged her back and bound her as before, eager to get out of there. Mori kept a stoic face until he left. The silent teen reached out and tapped her arm lightly before bringing his foot back with no response. Her breathing was slow, but hiccupped. The moonlight leaked through a crack in the painted window, letting the world become a smooth scarlet for the silent one on the floor. He snarled and lunged for her, longing to protect her, though his bindings cut into his wrists and his broken bones seared angrily against him.

"Haruhi... Wake up. Please!" He kept pulling, the hot slick liquid making him smash to the floor. Mori turned his eyes upwards, looking at her face from the concrete floor. "Please be okay, Haruhi."

Tamaki smashed a foot into the door before dashing in, followed quickly by the twins, Honey, and Kyoya. All of them were pissed, and when the found only one person in the building, they were dissatisfied. Honey glared at the man, stopping quickly. Kaoru couldn't help but notice the blood on the floor and he stepped forward.

"What have you done with them!"

"Them who?" The man snarled, a wicked glint in his eyes. "They're still alive, I think." He chuckled and Honey flew into him, kicking him into a wall.

"Tell us where you're keeping our friends!" The little blond's voice wasn't loud, but the loathing melted walls the rest had put up. It was terrifying to hear their small, sweet friend, speak so wickedly, but they all knew they had. The man backed up, closer to a door.

"They're well on their way to dying, just like the rest of you!" He snarled and ran out the door. Hikaru started to give chase, but ran into Tamaki's outstretched arm.

"Our first priorities are Mori and Haruhi. Let's try to find them, since they have to be somewhere here..." The group nodded and began checking doors. Finally Kaoru found one that was locked and waved them over. He tapped on the door and heard a somewhat choked cry.

"Guys! Over here!" The rest ran over and Honey smashed the door down. They were shocked at what they found. The flesh around Mori's wrists was shredded and sticky with blood while he had escaped his bonds and crawled over to Haruhi, cradling her in his lap with his shirt shredded and used as make-shift bandages for her wounds. Her face was pale and the cut on her cheek was an ugly forming scab. The twins ran over and carefully picked up Haruhi while Tamaki helped Mori up. The silent teen was heavy and weak, unable to hold his own weight. Kyoya silently went to the other side and helped support him. Kaoru and Hika were also on either side of Haruhi, though Kaoru's eyes were dampening. Honey glared at the open door as it swung on the hinge.

"I will find you... And you will die for what you've done..." He muttered lightly to himself, the rest grimly understanding the severity of his tone. Honey had made a promise that wasn't going to be broken until someone died. Whether it was the man tormenting them, or Honey.

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