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      "I knew you would." As she knelt down between his legs he felt himself harden more, anticipation coursing wildly through his veins. He wanted to urge her to move more quickly to remove his clothes, but he held himself still. Trying to enjoy the sight of her on her knees in front of him.. Why it turned him on so much... he didn't know. He did know, he would put in her in that position more often now. Hissing in pleasure when her hand took his length, he rolled his head back and moaned when that wet mouth surrounded him. "Oh Azusa...."

      The muscles in his thighs clenched as they desired very strongly to send his dick further into that blissful mouth. "That's it... ah... Azusa..." The pleasure was blinding, just utterly blinding. God... if he had known her mouth felt this good he would have had her do this sooner. Sliding his fingers into her hair he held the back of her head, urging her to take him even a little deeper. Like the good little girl she was she did, making him moan a deep satisfied moan. "Azusa, you are doing so well..."

      His body shuddered as he got closer and closer to coming. Caught up in the feel on her tongue stroking him and her mouth sucking on him, that he didn't notice in the slightest that she was uncomfortable. In his own blissful world of pleasure to care. As he came inside of her mouth he gripped the back of her head and lifted his hips slightly off the bed, going a little deeper into her mouth. Lightly rocking his hips till he was completely spent inside that wonderfully sweet mouth of her. "Mmmm. My kitten did such a good job."

      Pulling her up onto the bed he rolled on top of her, dragging a finger down her lips. "Who knew your mouth was so talented? I would like you to do this for me much more often. Hm?" Without allowing her to respond he occupied her mouth with his mouth, while he removed her pants and thrusted into her. Starting a long round of love making that lasted late into the night.

      A pattern that formed in the two weeks that tricked by. He took her every night, most nights having her on her knees at some point pleasuring him with her mouth. Murmuring how beautiful she was as she sucked on him and brought him such delightful pleasure. That she was the best wife a man could ever have. The positions he tried with her were vast, taking her in so many different ways. Not noticing at all that he was getting more intense by the end of the second week. That his grip on her was so tight then it was leaving faint traces of bruises. All he knew was that he was seeing men look at Azusa in ways he didn't want them looking at her. Like they wanted to devour and claim her body as theirs.

      Today he noticed why, his wife was wearing tight pants with a shirt that showed too much. A sight that instantly turned him on, so no doubt it had every man in this house thinking of how they would take her body. So much that he had her pinned against a wall in an empty hallway, her pants and underwear around her ankles while he spread her legs enough to thrust powerfully into her core meant for just him. Angry thrusts, that were probably anything but pleasurable to her. In a way... he wanted to punish her for daring to try to seduce other men with her body. His mouth just as angrily devoured her mouth, growling as he slammed into her releasing his seed inside of her. Then grinded against her till he was completely spent.

      Moving away from her he put himself back in his pants, ordering her to make herself decent. "Go change out of those scandalous clothes. I never want you to wear these kinds of clothes again. Finish what you need to do early today and be in the room on time."


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      Everything was bliss. A dream. Perfection. Every night Sato sought her out. Lavished her in affection. Never missed a chance to show her how important she was to him. There was no doubt in her mind that her husband loved her. She loved hearing his words. She loved feeling him caress every corner of her skin. She loved his kisses. She loved how he felt inside her. Loved every stroke of pleasure. Loved being the only woman he showed this side to. It was everything she had desired. Everything she had wished silently. Even though he had her suck on his dick almost every night too. She hated it. Everytime he asked for it, her blood turned cold. When she had it in her mouth, her stomach revolted. When she sucked on it, it took her back to Hwan. But she withstood it. Pushed down the disgust. This was the way her husband wanted to be pleasured and as the good wife she wanted to be, she complied. Doing so meant he praised her. Told her how beautiful she was. Then would demostrate it with his hands and mouth. And love her all over again. It was...worth it. Everything else was perfect. Everything else was happiness and the life she had dreamed with him.

      As the days passed, there was a slight change. Sex with Sato was feeling different. Where before he was all about passion and caresses of affection, there was some roughness escaping when he thrusted inside her. Even when he held her head as she gave him his blowjob. Once even...she screamed. In pain. When he took her from behind as she stood in all fours. He didn't stop though. Kept going. Moaning even louder. Thrusting harder. It had hurt. A lot. But he then lavished her with more caresses and loving words. The pain was just...the impulse of tbe moment. The heightened frenzy. It was fine. Sato loved her and he showed his love in various ways. Its not like he did it to purposely hurt her. Even when he did it again the other night, she brushed it off. He loved her. He said it over and over again. How perfecf she was. How good she was. That is all she wanted to hear. To have him shower her in shows of affection and have him at her side made everything wroth it. She would withstand everything.

      Wrong. It got worse. The roughness increasing with each passing night. Becoming more feral. More primal. Taking her in the most raw of ways. Making her scream in pain. The tenderness....vanishing. The affection...vanishing. All that was remaining were his words. The same ones. How beautiful she was. How perfect. The best wife. A good wife. How much he missed her. How he wanted her. How he loved her. Never failed to said them as he ravaged her. Over and over again. Taking her. Spreading her legs open. Thrusting inside her over and over. For hours and hours. Gripping her to the point his hands were brusied on her. Eyes glistened with the tears she refused to let out. Moaning back his name as he so much loved. To give him what he wanted. To please him. So that he would be satisfied and not angry. In truth... everything hurt. It was painful. When the designated time arrived....fear crept her. She...was afraid of the night again. Because it meant Sato was going to have sex with her. And it was going to hurt. Why was it hurting? Why was he hurting her? Why...did they feel like Hwan all over? Why...why her Sato? He loved her, right? So, why did he have to be like this...? What happened to her dream?

      The dream died.

      The horrors of each night slowly began to reflect on her. The once jovial Commander was now barely there. Mentally and emotionally detached. Not doing physical activity as often. Everything in her hurt too much. Her eyes lost their spark. Looking more dead than anything. Although she never failed to do fulfill her duties, she was becoming a shell of the person she used to be. But damned if she ever told anyone the reson for it. Not even Tadashi knew. Even when she went to him while Sato was away, desperately seeking a shred of the safety Tadashi offered her, she didn't tell him what she was subjugated to ever night. What remained of her pride prevented her from saying it out loud to anyone. Nontheless, she still hoped deep down that it will all pass. That if she worked harder for Sato, then he wll be happy with her and go back to how it was. And shower her with adoration instead of hurting her. She hoped. She hoped....so she stayed...and stayed....and stayed...

      ...she was so afraid.

      After Sato demanded she changed, after he took her forcefully in the empty hall, Azusa complied. Changed into a large tshirt tucked inside a pair of cammy pants. This was fine, right? This...wasn't the first time Sato had taken her like that in the house. He was getting rougher. She was scared of....how it would be at night. Scared. Scared....Her chest heaved. Panting. Sweat moistening her forehead. Hands shaking. It was painful. Every night. It was getting worse. The dream was shattering rapidly. The bliss was evaporating. The happiness was turning into shadows. Despair squeezing her heart, Azusa ran to Tadashi's room. Desperately needing him. His safety. His hold. She needed an anchor. She was drowning. Suffocating. She...she didn't want to go to bed tonight. She didn't want the night to arrive....

      "Tadashi...." She entered his room. Fear etched in every corner of her face. Lips quivering. Body shaking. She ran to him. Arms wrapped around his waist, embracing him. Digging her face against his chest and bask in the familiar and safe masucline scent of him. That scent she has remembered so well. "Tadashi...." Her voice broke. The fear palpable. Tangible in her strangled, heavy breaths. "I...I don't...I don't want to..." But she couldn't say it. Refused to say it. Saying she was scared of going to her room meant admitting something wrong was going on. She didn't want tobadmit to Tadashi that Sato was hurting her. "...I don't want to leave you, Tadashi."

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      As the weeks passed, all he could do was watch... Watch the change in Azusa. The girl that had joined him in the Dark Forest after training with him, vanished. Replaced with a very similar look to the one of the girl that would become frozen under him when he pinned her to the ground. Just the thought of what it implied stole his breath away painfully. Ripped out his crumpled heart and smeared the rest of it into the ground. When they talked about plans there was no light in her eyes. When the men trained she avoided brushing against anyone, avoiding training herself. She looked tired and worn all the time. Barely ate even when he sat with her to eat.

      No smile touched her youthful and beautiful face. It was etched with an underlying fear. While Sato was around her, his hands were constantly on her. His eyes always watching her. There were rumors of men meeting their end because they looked at Azusa. Fear had started creeping through the halls of the men in Sky house. The shift in the house had been so drastically swift, it had blindsided even him. Ru and Damion had been warning him about making sure to keep more of distance from Azusa. That the girl would end up being the death of him.

      Already the two had requested that they rethink their plans. That staying here didn't seem very stable anymore than staying in Europia. That there had to be another place that they could relocate to that wasn't here. They had no reason to stay here, none at all. Not counting Azusa saving him a heavy enough debt to repay after all Tadashi had done for her already. Both of them knew he had at least slept with the girl once.

      Tadashi shot them down every time they brought it up. He had given Azusa his word, if it meant his death would be here instead of Europia than so be it. Death was surely not something he feared, it meant that he got to see Elle again. That he could beg for forgiveness for all the things he had done wrong against her. He couldn't even find the letter she had wrote him... even that... just a simple and small piece of paper he hadn't been able to safe keep for her.

      Laying on his bed he just stared into the darkness of his room, not feeling tired, but not having any energy to do anything. So he just laid there. Sighing he had just rolled onto his side to close his eyes and try to sleep when he heard Azusa call his name. Instantly he was up right in his bed when her body very desperately pressed against him. Reaching over he turned on his lamp so they weren't in the darkness. The girl was scared witless, it destroyed him inside. "Mmm..." His throat felt tight as he wanted to cry for her. So desperately wishing she would ask him to help her... if he did it without her consent he knew she would hate him and she would die with her husband.

      So very lightly he moved them nestled as closely as she could to his body. So her legs wrapped around his waist as he leaned back against his wall, holding her trembling body. Grabbing his blanket he wrapped it around them to seal them in, so she didn't feel vulnerable. That she was completely safe. Letting her nuzzle, cling and suffer silently against him. To oblige her lies to him he played it off that it was her nightmares again she had talked to him about several different times. "You can stay as long as you need, ZuZu." Brushing his lips against her forehead, lightly petting the back of her head. "I'll keep the nightmares away. I've got you."

      He... wanted her to just stay in his arms for forever... A place he knew she would be safe from all the things she feared. Closing his eyes against the harsh pain he felt. "I've got you.... ZuZu..."


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      Safe. Always safe. Whenever she felt those strong arms circle her frame, smelled his scent of forest and cigarettes, she instantly felt safe. That truly all that she feared would not reach for her. That he could really keep her sheltered from the nightmares. Not the ones in her head though. The nightmares she lived with. For this moment, she felt Tadashi shielded her from her horrors. Feeling his warmth as he nuzzled her to him, wrapping them with his blanket. Welcomed it. She didn't want to let go. Ever again. Her hands clutched his shirt, clinging to him as if her sanity and life depended on it. If only...she could stay here. Here where it was always warm and safe. Where there was never any pain. Tadashi always, always....cared for her. Why couldn't she stay with him? Why was Tadashi the one who never failed to be kind? Why was he the one who made her feel safe? Sato was supposed to be the one. But now...Sato terrified her. Being with him felt like a constant nightmare. Even when he kept saying the same things to her. Even when he said he loved her.

      "Tadashi..." She didn't dare look up to him. To have him see the fear and pain in her face. To have him see the tears in her eyes. She cried against his shirt instead. Cried out all the ache and disappointment. Cried out the dreams that were slowly dying right before her eyes with each passing night. Why was this happening? Why was everything in her life surrounded by pain and loneliness? "I don't want to leave you. I want to stay here forever. Please...save me...."

      That soft call for help was all she needed to say. Immediately, Tadashi orchestrated a way to get her out. At least for a few days. At least enough days fot her to have peace and safety. He held her close. Stroked her. Whispered calming words. Words that grounded her to what was left of her mental sanity. Words that felt like a slight balsam to her already wounded heart. They had to conquer Xiu. The next city that had yet to bow to Beakyun. Their departure wasn't scheduled until two days. But Tadashi maquinated everything and gave the calls and preparations to leave today. In essence, they had a better chance today. Hearing that the mafia leader in Xiu was away on a business trip. The perfect opening to cause chaos. Without the presence and direct command of their boss, the underground world would collapse. Even more with how well-formed was the Beakyun army. They departed that same day in the evening. Before the designated time.

      Azusa let Tadashi do everything. Inside she was a shaking mess. Paranoid and terrified that Sato would be furious she left on such short notice. Worried that he would take it as her avoiding her wifely duties. But throughout it all, Tadashi held her hand. Both literally and figuratively. Encouraging her. Comforting her. Promising her it will be alright. That they will succeed in taking Xiu. And that she will have peace for the next days. She welcomed it all. Clinged to the safety he provided her. Tadashi....was special. And with each passing day she felt herself needing him more and more. As if he was slowly engraving himself in her heart.

      Arriving at Xiu, everyone had dispersed to their assigned posts. Tadashi and her remained in the heart of the city, staying at a luxurious hotel. She didn't care for anything the hotel provided. The only thing she cared for was this moments in which the world was right. In which she felt safe. Felt that she could be in bed in peace.. with no pain. With her clothes on. Being cared for. Not having to kneel down and suck on a dick. Not have her core feel like it was being torn apart by the rough, raw, and primal thrusts. Not feel her hair be pulled during sex. Not feel the burning bruising grip of hands on her arms. Not feel the pain that came every night that made it unable for her to sleep without fearing either he would take her again...or have nightmares of what had just occurred. No. This time...it was all right. At least for these days. No pain. No tears. Not even the sound of her breaking heart and dying dreams. Just her and Tadashi as they lay in bed with him holding her, whispering the words that slowly eased her fractured self.

      "You are special, Tadashi." She stroked the length of his muscular arm. "Thank you. For being you. If you ever need me too, say the word. I will go to you as well."
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      He would literally do anything for this girl. The moment she asked him to save her and that she didn't want to be away from him he moved. Made everything happen for them to not be in the house and for them to be alone with each other. So all he was able to do was spend time with her. Having everything planned for them to do everything but actual mafia work. Damion would tend to everything else, their men would go down with their dying breath that they had been apart of the invasion. He only brought his men, trusted ones that would cover them.

      Tenderly he touched the side of her face, tracing the features of her face as they laid together. This girl was such a beautiful soul, similar to Elle, but different. This girl's wounds went so very deep that were so devastating to think about. "You've given me all that I need, Zuzu." He wouldn't ask for anything from her, not when he knew she was barely hanging on herself. His finger trailed over her eyebrow lightly staring into her eyes, eyes that just pulled him in. "You are pretty special yourself. More than you seem to begin to know."

      Off the bed he scooped her up into his arms with a slight smirk on his face. "You've been working much too hard. Let me relive some stress for you." Kissing her lightly on the forehead he took her to the bathroom. Setting her down he moved to turn on the bath water, letting it fill up as he added bubbles to the water. "I've seen this done on lame movies... let's see if it as fun as they make it out to be. Shall we?"

      Removing his clothes he helped her out of hers, then scooped her up again going into the tub together. Then sat down with her settled in his lap, as if they were just sitting on the bed. Wrapping his arms around her he kissed her on the cheek, before playfully poking her nose leaving a mound of bubbles on the tip of her nose. Tenderly he started washing her body, giving a light massage at the same time. Extremely tender around the bruises that marred her skin.


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      Tadashi said the strangest things. Her, special. Strange and odd. There was nothing special about her. She was just a bastard child born from a mistress. Someone who never mounted up to anything extraordinary in Ryuunaga. Someone who had lost a child once. Who had been raped and sodomized. Who was beaten up by her Father. Who didn't excel in anything in particular. Who had to rely on drugs to sleep. Who was now every night ravaged by her husband. There was nothing special about a person like her. Not a single ounce. But Tadashi looked at her as if he really did see something special. Something hidden deep down the pile of mud that formed her entire self. For those breif seconds her eyes locked with his intense ebony ones, she felt she could believe his words. And not that she had something special for what she could be. But special for what she already was.

      The moment he scooped her in his arms, she felt her heart leap with anticipation. The smirk on his face so geniune. Made him look so much more younger. At first, her body and mind screamed to resist. To not allow him to see her naked body. She has fresh bruises from the other day. Her body, in fact, was covered in it. Some more faint than others. Yet more marks to add to the countless ones that already covered her. However, another part of her decided to not resist. If she did, it would be evident she was hiding somethig. The bruises could very weel be attributed to training. Surely, if he asked, that would be her answered. But he didn't ask. Not a word. He just settled her on his lap. Naked body against naked body in the most innocent of ways. At first, she stiffened. Muscles tensed by reflex. Her body already unconsciously bracing itself. Whenever she was naked the pain came. So it was preparing for it. But the pain never came. Not with Tadashi. There was only tenderness with him. Instantly, she relaxed.

      "I like this..."

      When he playfully poked her nose, she felt a giggle make its way out of her throat. And a smile accompanying it. For the first time in months she felt herself truly smile. Truly giggle. A sound she forgot she was able to make. A sound besides screams and silent cries. It lifted a slight weight from her heart. Made it easier to breath. The hands she felt squeezing her throat had loosened. Sato's hands. Every day she felt she lived with them on her throat. Strangling the life out of her slowly. But in these moments, those hands weren't there. She was breathing. She was smiling. She was almost laughing. She felt once more the fleeting feeling of happiness. A feeling she had felt had vanished from her life. Basking in the joy, she allowed him to wash her. Gently. Softly. Careful from the bruises neither talked about. Taking care of her and her body as if she was something precious. Her heart hurt. It ached longing for the Sato that used to do the same to her.

      "Tadashi..." Azusa turned to face him, cupping his face in her hands. Her hands ran through his wet hair. Always loving how it felt in her fingers. Then, she leaned forward and pressed her lips agains his. Soft. Ginger touch. Light. Sweet. She smiled against his mouth. "It should be my turn now." And so she did. Reciprocating each and every tender touch and wash as she cared for his body too.

      Once done, Tadashi even dried her and had her slip into one of his tshirts. Allowing her to be entirely surrounded by his scent. But before going to bed, there was something on Azusa's mind. Something she had brought along for the journey. Without a word, she went to her suitcase and searched through its pockets. Finally finding the desired item, she hid it behind her back and sat down on the bed again in front of Tadashi.

      "I have something for you " She extended her hand. Revealing a folded but wrinkled piece of paper. "Your letter. I had it since I found you. But I didn't read it. Couldn't bring myself to read your suicide letter." Her hands clasped on her lap. Seeing an expression of both relief and shock. As if that letter was something he had wanted to find all along. "I am sorry I didn't give it before. I forgot I had it....with all that has happened. I found it a few days ago but wanted to give it to you at a good moment. Figured the moment was now..."

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      The bath had been a lot more pleasant than he had thought it would be. It had been out of whim to do it for her, wanting to ease the tense expression she has had on her face. His goal was to completely distract her from whatever her brain was being haunted by. Be it his old self... he would probably just chuck her in the pool and drown her. Make her snap out of whatever she was allowing to suddenly control her life again. However, he couldn't drag his own self out of the oblivion he found his insides in, he hardly felt the right to take harsh tactics with her. On top of that, he was exhausted... it would take so much effort to do that to her. This was much simpler and easier to do.

      After the bath he went to his own things to pull out a cigarette to lit up on. Since Elle died... he found himself going through more and more packs a day. The scent heavily clinged to him, he knew it. Azusa seemed to be shifting through her own things to find something as he crashed on the bed, tired. He was always tired... worn. Like all of his 33 years were crashing down on him. Not once had he ever stopped, always running towards... something. As he thought about it, he wasn't really sure what he had really wanted. Taking a long drag, he basked in the familiar sting as the smoke entered his lungs. The feeling never got old. Exhaling the smoke through his nose, he was at his limit for the day... there was zero energy left in his body.

      The bed dipped as Azusa joined him, seeming to have found what she wanted. Then called out his name. "Hm?" He didn't even have the energy to open his eyes. Maybe tonight he would actually get some sleep. Doubted it, but with how tired he felt... he felt like he could sleep for a week. It wasn't till she said she had something for him that he opened his eyes and dragged him body up into a sitting position. The moment his eyes locked on the paper in her hand... he knew what it was. It made his heart stop painfully. While... he had wanted it... he equally had wished to never find it. Not sure if his heart could survive seeing it again.

      Through the buzzing in his ears as scenes he didn't want to remember started to surface in his head, he caught something she said. Suicide letter. "It isn't my letter." Slowly trembling fingers retrieved it from her. Out of bed he walked it over to his bag and slid it into a pocket. Tenderly... as much as anxious to no longer touch it. For a moment he lingered there, taking another deep drag on his cigarette... finishing it too quickly. He lit up another one. His nerves shaken by the sudden sight of Elle's letter... guilt... that he was in a hotel with a woman that wasn't Elle. Guilt that he had slept with Azusa twice... Had just taken a bath with her... and would surely sleep with the girl in his arms.

      Back on the bed he ruffled her hair. "What point was there to leave a note? No one would have read it. Not even you." No one would have cared that a fallen person like himself died. All his eyes amounted to knowing. None of his siblings had called. Mother hadn't contacted him. No one in the mafia world reached out to him, but this girl. Removing the cigarette from his mouth he leaned forward and kissed her. So very tenderly, savoring her mouth like it was the most delicate thing in the world. Slow. Thoughtful and so full of emotion. As he started to deepen the kiss he stopped... the sound of her moaning her husband's name flickered through his head. "Thank you for keeping it safe, ZuZu."

      Pulling back he snuffed out his cigarette and scooped her up. Pulling back the covers he snuggled her on top of him, pulled the covers over them and stroked her hair. "It's late, try to relax and get some sleep."


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      Something was wrong. She felt it when he saw the letter and took it. The lettee that apparently wasn't his. A somber expression covered his features. The playful gleam in his eyes diming out. Sadness. So much sadness. The same grieve she had seen in him when he gave his body to her. A grieve that had the name Elle written all over. It tore her apart inside to see this precious man with such a sorrowful expression. Once more wishins she could bring back his loved one. When he initiated the kiss, she welcomed it closing her eyes. Tasting the lingering cigaratte taste. But before she could indulge in a more sinful kiss...he pulled away. Again. Something was wrong. Something troubled him. His eyes so conflicted. When he snuggled her against his arms, stroking her, she looked up at him and touched the side of his face.

      "Don't talk as if I didn't care about whether you died or not. You know...I care. Tadashi, if you died...I will surely end up following you..." Without him, she wouldose the only person that held her together. The only person that prevented her from turning into ashes and dust. The only person that gave her a reason to not die. He needed her too. If she died, he would die too. "I care..." She drifted to sleep in his arms. For the first time being able to eventualky fall asleep in peace. In safety. Without pain. The monsters and nightmares for the first time in weeks leaving her alone.

      The next day, Tadashi kept her busy. First they had gotten breakfast at the hotel restaurant. Enjoying a very lively meal. For the first time in a while she bad her apetite back. After that, they took a stroll together across the park. Azu's hand linked around Tadashi's. It has not gone unnoticed by her that the heavy somberness in his eyes had yet to leave. He was still at war with himself. Still conflicted. Still sad. Even so, he focused on her. Pleasing her every whim. Taking her wherever she wished. For the first time in weeks, she smiled and laughed. Actually laughed. Nudging at Tadashi to go with him as they went shopping. Trying out different dresses. Twirling them before him. Having him decide which he liked best. Then buying them all for her. Going to the book store after. Her favorite place to be. Enjoying the sight of books. Excited about them. Returning to Tadashi with a mountain of books to choose from. Then deciding which to ge of them. This was...so much fun. The most fun she had since...forever. She had never gone out like this with Sato. Ever. And she tried her best to smile and laugh. Because she noticed that when she smiled and laughed, a little bit of the sorrow and heaviness in Tadashi's eyes was lifted.

      "Tadashi." Azusa lifted her head and planted a kiss on his cheek. "I like your smile. I am glad...you are smiling more today. I'll hold your heart too... just like you have been holding mine."

      After a long day, and after a quick lunch, they stopped for ice cream. Azusa took her cone and licked it. Chocolate was her favorite. Tadashi's was pistacchio. The brightest of expressions painted her face. As if there had never been any horrors haunting her. They were away for now. All that mattered was these moments with Tadashi's. Just them. Together. Forgetting about their pain. About their sorrows. Their despair. Only focusing on each other's company. The company of another aching, fracturing soul who understood the other. With a playful smirk on her face, Azusa leaned forward and licked the ice cream from his cone.

      "Mmmmm. Tasty." She licked her lips, savoring its lingering taste.

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      OOC: So. Like... don't read the spoiler unless you are Vivi. >.> The scale on how fucked up I am... just... is... yeah... don't read it. XD I'm sorry Azusa. I will make it up to you, swear. No more mean things for you.

      Again, what he had planned went better than he thought it would. Never before had he seen Azusa so delighted and light hearted as they spent the day together. Doing normal civilian activities. Something he had never done himself before. This was also a first for him. The sights and feelings all new and different for him. Enjoying just being by the girls' side as she sucked in everything with a hungry desire. More than willing to spend as much money as he needed on anything her eyes looked at and sparkled with interest towards. Held her hand. Hugged her from behind. Draped his arms protectively around her shoulders. Throughout the day he held her in different ways, as if they were really a couple.

      Today was real.

      Today was fake.

      They bordered on reality and a world they were creating for a short period of time. When the clock stroke midnight this would all disappear, only fading magical dust fading away in a gust of wind. He knew it in his heart... that this might not really help her in the long run. That this could cause more damage in the long run... if what he thought was going on was truth. To go from this high he was creating, the crash when they got home would be horrible. Even still he selfishly wanted to do this for her. Show her that life could be good... that it wasn't all bad. That she had him... a good and safe place for her.

      As they sat eating ice cream he felt him mind wandering. Lingering on a thought of not allowing her to go back. To ask her to run away from him. That he would take care of her... Yet as he thought about the words she had said the night before, he knew this girl cared more about her husband. That his chances of winning against the man truly in her heart was slim to none.

      Amusement filled his eyes as he watched her steal his ice cream. His body moved on itself own as he stole her mouth in a kiss. The taste of the ice cream in combination with her natural taste was utterly heavenly. Urging her mouth to open for him, he deepened the kiss not pulling back like he had done before. While his ice cream melted and dripped on his hand he didn't care, Azusa was all he wanted to taste. Nuzzling her nose with his lightly he smirked slightly. "You're right, it is tasty." He whispered against her lips before pulling back to eat his ice cream that was a mess. Abandoning his own ice cream in the trash, he 'helped' Azusa eat her ice cream between stealing kisses from her every now and then.

      -

      Like vapor their trip was gone. Damion didn't fail in capturing the city with no problems at all. Then they all had to return to Mansu, none really showed any excitement about the return. Even though they were gloriously victorious. Azusa was widely praised for yet another blowout victory she had dealt to yet another part of the south. A grand party was thrown for her from the Elders for her accomplishments thus far.

      Tadashi celebrated for as long as he could, then faded away to the barracks. While he had enjoyed his time alone with Azusa. The sound of her laughter. The sight of her smile. All of it warmed him... He felt the eerie tiredness return to his body. Felt the heaviness of his chest crush him again as he entered his room alone. Alone.

      Before he knew it he was sitting on the edge of his bed with Elle's letter in hand. Opened with great effort, his eyes glided over the words once more. Read it with a slightly clearer mind, that still left him in sorrowful tears. Strangled cries as he wept her name. The image of her lifeless body on the ground so vivid in his head, to the point he felt like he could reach out and touch it. Those questions circling in his head again... of if she had cried out to him in her perpetual darkness she had lived in... Had she been as terrified as he believed she had been. How horrible had it been for her to listen to her parents die?

      That sweet little girl... He had wronged her in so many ways. Before... during and now after her death. Why had he dragged his feet from coming back from the Dark Forest? He had so badly wanted to see her again... yet he had been so scared of her dying... If he had known... If he had known he would have rushed as quickly as Devlin had secured the win for Hera. Pressing the letter to his chest he cried... and cried.

      -

      Several days had passed since Azusa had come back from conquering Xui, an accomplishment that made his chest swell in pride. This girl was proving what he had seen in her. The ability and strength to accomplish great things. The talent that Devlin had let waste away back in Thantos. Those nights he had been more gentle, almost like his old self. Worshipping her body like she was a goddess that had descended from the heavens. All the same, it was every night. It was no longer special, it was more like... an obsession of just needing to claim her body. To prove that it was his. Not so much for the special feeling that making love should be for.

      However, a thought was starting to develop and fester in the back of his head. Azusa and Tadashi spent a lot of time together. They planned everything together. Trained together. Had meeting together. Tadashi only interacted with Azusa, if not he was alone doing his own thing. Azusa was the only reason that man had come to Mansu after he became scum, thrown away by his father. Was... he aiming to get in Azusa's pants? Was he plotting to take her away from him?

      The more he thought about it... the more it made his blood boil. As the days passed... the more he saw people looking and talking about Azusa. The more strict he became with her. Moving the time she needed to be to their room to 5 pm. Became rougher in bed, even more so than before. There wasn't even kissing, just him thrusting wildly into her body. More often putting her in the most submissive pose of her on her legs. Had her repeat over and over that she was his. Made her moan in and scream it for him.

      A sound that should deter him from continuing, the sound of her screaming... merely turned him on more. Made him more excited... twisting the sound into a sound of pleasure instead of intense pain. It made his blood pump out of control, truly believe he was giving her the best kind of pleasure. If he was tired from the day he had her suck on him, since he had worked so hard for her the nights before. More and more... sometimes twice a night he asked her to get on her knees.

      Till a thought hit him while he was in his office. Thinking of a brilliant way to show those that lusted after Azusa who her body belonged to. To show them the passion that they had between each other. There wouldn't be a doubt in their eyes. Giving them one chance to gaze at her naked body as he claimed it in front of them. Why hadn't he thought of it before? Tadashi.. Would be the first to be invited.

      So he gathered them in the evening, ten of them in total. Tadashi and Damion among those that were sitting at the table in the conference room. Azusa, she didn't have the slightest idea. He was going to surprise her. He had told her to wear a a silk robe and sexy lingerie, something that wasn't uncommon as of late. He had picked different rooms in the house he called her to, wearing similar clothes and took her. Wanting to make memories with her in different parts of the house. Today, they would have an audience.

      On time, like Azusa always is she froze the moment she walked inside to find they weren't alone. "Come in, you came to the right place." Motioning for her to come over to him, he moved her to stand in front of him. His hands rested on her shoulders as she stood in front of ten men. "Today all of you are here because all of you seem to be lusting in some way after my lovely bride." Running his hands over her they rested on her stomach. "So, I'm going to show all of you just who this beautiful body belongs to. None of you are able to leave till we are finished. This time and this time only can you gaze and look at her body. After this, I will gouge out your eyes."

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      The look in his eyes... were obviously anything but sane as he pulled the robe off of Azusa's body. Letting it pool on the ground. Pressing his mouth against her ear he whispered to her 'lovingly'. "Just like it is just us. Show them the passion and love we have for each other." Removing her underwear next, he left her standing naked in front of everyone. Sitting her on the table facing the men her legs were spread, a clear view of her most private part as Sato fingered her in front of them. So openingly making these men watch their intimate time together.

      Sato took her mouth in a demanding kiss, while his other hand groped one of her breasts. They... weren't that far away from the men. Just a seat or two separated them at the table that Azusa sat on. Men that weren't sure what to do, as stunned as any normal person would as they had to sit through a live porno. Watched as Azusa's body shuddered in release, but the pleasure hardly matched the look in her eyes. Even more so as Sato really proved... the lengths that Azusa went for him in their bedroom. An act not many women did for their husbands. Sato was bent on showing them.

      "Show them how good you are." Sato took a seat as he took himself out of his pants. Unlike her, he was still fully clothed. Seated, those ten men couldn't see his member, they would just see Azusa's head bobbing as he took him in and out of her mouth. Taking her hand Sato cooed encouraging words to her as she very slowly got to her knees, then just as slowly took him in her mouth. When she was a little resistant, he took hold of the back of her neck and helped her. Moaning her name as she sucked on him, slid her mouth over his length. As the nights passed she had gotten better, able to take him deeper. Knew how hard to suck to make him cum faster.

      Rolling his head back he rode her mouth lost in the moment. He started to forget that there were other people in the room. "Azusa." He moaned as he ejaculated into her mouth, his body jerking as the strong orgasm rocked him. Getting... a strange high from doing this in front of other men... who saw his dominance of this woman. Out of her mouth he yanked her up and shoved her onto her back on the table. He didn't even get on top of her to kind of shield her body, he just scooted her butt to the edge of the table, spread her legs and plunged inside of her.

      As if they were alone, he bucked against her hard, harsh and fast. Lifting her legs over his shoulders he dove himself deeper, making her cry out his name. With a dark smile he kept hitting that spot again and again, until she was withering under him. However, he didn't stop. Kept going until he got want he wanted, her screaming him name. Only then he slowed to him just grinding against her. Then finally, finally pulled out of her and zipped himself back up. "Good girl." Stroking her stomach... almost lovingly he nodded for her to clean herself up and get herself together. "Meeting dismissed."

      With that he calmly walked out, as if it had just been a normal meeting. As if this had really.. Been normal. Tadashi's hands were drenched in blood from his fingernails destroying his palms. There... were several men in this room... that would die tonight. Men that had enjoyed what they watched and had been pleasuring themselves as Azusa suffered. It would seem... only Damion and himself that hadn't enjoyed what they had been forced to watch a single bit. Damion had barely breathed the whole hour. Didn't move a single muscle, other than the tick that worked in his jaw.

      While Tadashi drowned while watching another girl he cared about.. Meet a horrible fate. This time.. Before his eyes. The other eight straightened themselves up, then slowly filed out. Getting their last looks of Azusa's body before finally leaving. Tadashi hardly cared if it got him killed he moved over to the shattered girl. Picking up her robe he very carefully draped it over her. Fighting back his own tears, he was careful not to touch her worried she would break if he touched her after that. "Can.... I help you...?"

      Ask me to take you away... the words screamed in his head. All he wanted to do was that. Hide her somewhere safe where nothing bad would ever find her again. So many emotions raged in his eyes. Tell him to kill the bastard that called himself her husband. Tell him to do anything and he would do it. So long as she stayed alive for him. Out of anything, that was what he feared most. Her leaving him too. A bloodied hand gripped a tiny bit of the fabric of the robe around her. "Don't... leave me Zuzu...."


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      The dream with Tadashi ended. Returning to the place were the monsters waited for her. They were surely hungry for her. Starving. Counting the minutes and hours until they could prey on her again. The days in Xiu had been perfect. For those days, Azusa had felt like she lived in another world. A new reality. One where she laughed, smiled, and was full of warm joy. Even if the dream had ended and she would return to her nightmare, she would hide in a corner of her heart all the memories she shared with Tadashi. With this precious man who always kept saving her. The closer she was to Mansu, the more constricted her chest became. The suffocating feeling returning. The hands around her throat gripping her again. Would Sato be mad she left on short notice? Would he be mad she left before he claimed her that day? The uncertaint ate her inside. Through the entire trip home, Tadashi held her hand and stroked her head while she hugged tightly the giant stuffed bear he had gotten her in Xiu. One of the gifts she had loved most and which she would keep hidden in his room.

      Upon arriving, she and her men were received with victorious shots and celebration. Everyone more than pleased with their newest achievement. The Elders couldn't find more words of praise for her. Everyone celebrated. Beakyun was expanding rapidly thanks to her. This was all she had wished for. To be recognized. Acknowledged. To be a wife suitable for Sato. To become powerful. Spread her wings and reach for beyond the sky. To have purpose in life. And yet, she had never felt emptier. Lonelier. Afraid. It didn't matter what accomplishments she achieved, the end result was the same. Sato was not going back to how he was. Only getting worse. Only hurting her more. Even when he was being gentle, where she saw a glimpse of the old Sato, there was no love in what he was doing. There was nothing special. Just the sensation of having her body claimed as it was every single night. The throbbing ache in her core becoming a sensation she was already growing used to.

      Nevertheless, she reacted and responded as Sato expected. Said the things he longed to hear come out of her mouth. Was as submissive as he desired her to be. Her mouth learning to become masterful as it sucked on him. Giving him the pleasure he demanded. Inside it was pain and death. The slow death of her soul, and the pain of her heart. Slowly she felt herself grow numb. Lifeless. A walking corpse everywhere she went. No life in her eyes. No energy to do anything. Just an empty shell. She wondered if the person who had been with Tadashi in Xiu had been someone else. Surely...not the person she was now. Why had things changed for them? Why did her dream with Sato died? What had she done wrong? Why didn't he love her like he used to? Why...? Why...

      What kept her from going numb during sex was knowing Sato would be rougher and violent if he didn't hear anything form her. He wanted to hear her moan and scream his name. To tell him she belonged to him and only him. To be on her knees. Being the good little wife he liked. If he got that, he was sated. If he got that, it would not last as long. However, nothing could prepare her for what he had planned to do to her next.

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      Unsure what to expect but all the same doing as he ordered, Azusa arrived at the designated time to the place he had told her. Only to find there were other people inside. Fear etched in every corner of her face as she walked and then stood beside her husband. But her stomach literally dropped when she saw Damion...and Tadashi. Tadashi was here. No. Please...not here. Not this. Not in front of Tadashi. When the cold exposed her bared skin, her entire body visibly shuddered. Trembling at what was to come next. Why was Sato doing this to her? Why like this? She did everything he asked. He should know she was his. As always...nothing she did was enough. Never enough. She didn't want this. She didn't...but if she didn't then it would be worse. He would get furious at her. She...didn't want him to push her down again. The first time she refused...he shoved her. To the floor. And yelled at her again. She didn't want to make him angry. So she didn't resist. Not as his fingered pleasured her in front of everyone. Not as he made her come in the obvious natural reaction that came from such sexual stimulation. Mortification was plastered in her face. Unable to even look at Tadashi. Shame consuming her.

      A piece of her heart shattered.

      Another piece of memory of the man she loved...died.

      She wanted this to end. But to end it she had to do everything Sato asked and do it well. Next came the usual. Her on her knees as she sucked him. His encouraging words...fell on deaf ears. His words no longer warmed her. On the contrary, they felt like a stabbing knife every time. Words that never matched his actions. Words she wished held the tender tone they used to. Back when...he loved her. Taking a deep shaky breath, she began to suck on him. Doing everything as she always did. Not missing a beat or a movement. Doing it exactly the way she knew how he liked it. With each revolting suck, with each moan...another part of her died. To even think Tadashi was witnessing all of this only accelerated that excruciating process.

      Of course. Not even as he came into her mouth, making her swallow his disgusting release, he didn't stopped. Now brusquely shoving her on her back and taking her with such a primal force that had her screaming in pain. Head jerking back as his thrusts go harder and faster. Raw. Violent. From where she laid, she would see Tadashi. Tears welled on her eyes. Silently falling down her face. The shame. The shame...Tadashi knew now. Knew what she was subjected to every single night. Knew where her bruises come from. Knew why she was afraid all the time. Knew why she had asked him to save her that time. He knew. And was seeing it. Now he would know just how soiled she was. A dirty rag. A pile of mud. He was wrong. There was nothing special about her. There was just mud.

      She wanted to die.

      She wanted the nightmare to end forever.

      "Sato." She moaned his name as she did every night. As she forced herself to do so to please him. "I belong to you. I'm yours. No one else's." A mantra she had memorized realizing that having her say it made his brutality come to an end sooner.


      Even after he was done and left, Azusa remained on the table. Right where Sato left her. Lying on her back. Legs spread open. Everything inside her hurting. The juices from her core trickling down her along with what remained of Sato's. Her eyes bloodshot red. Her mouth swollen. Eyes as lifeless as the body that was there. No tears rolled down her face. Just a dead expression. There was nothing left of her. What little dignity and pride she had had been taken away from her....by the person who had always reminded her to be proud. By the person who always encouraged her to never forget who she was. The person who never accepted an apology from her. Because of that pride he never wanted her to lose. That same person had taken that pride and destroyed it with his own hands. What had remained of her soul and her heart...had died. There was only dust and emptiness inside her. What only remained...was the numb sensation of wishing for death.

      When Tadashi approached her, she only wanted to push him away. He shouldn't come near or even touch someone as filthy as her. She didn't deserve his kindness. The purity of his words and affection. She never did. He deserved better. Not her. Not someone like her. And despite all he saw...he still asked how he could help her. He shouldn't waste his time with her. Waste his kindness with her. He was too good for her. Too good. She would only drag him down to this hell she lived in. Dead eyes looked at him as he held on to her robe. Silly Tadashi...gentle Tadashi...She didn't even deserve that nickname. He shouldn't ask that of her. He could do better. She was...so sorry...he was stuck to such a pitiful and soiled person. Without a single word or gesture, Azusa stood up and got off the bed. Placing her robe over her marred body.

      "I have to...go back...to our room..." Her voice was a monotone as her eyes. "Sato...expects me..." With that she left of her own. Limping. But already used to the pain again. Again. There was nothing left of Azusa Beakyun. Today, Azusa had died. Sato, the man she had loved forever, the man she had given herself to, did everything for, left everything for, the man who said he loved her and wanted a life with her...that same man had killed her.

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      All he did was stand in the middle of his room, not all that sure what to do with himself. A loud buzzing rang in his ears. Feeling like the worst scum that existed in the world. Elle.. Had been unacceptable as it was... for him to allow her to die such a horrific death by the hands of his father. Yet here he was again, another girl had extended her hand to him. Offered him a reason to keep living... and he.. Repaid her by allowing her to be brutally raped by her husband in front of a crowd of men. To his face she soullessly refused his offer to help her... after the fact. He.. Had only asked if she wanted help after the scene had been over.

      Everything inside of him... the moment Sato had removed her robe to expose her naked body to them... he had wanted to shred the man to pieces. Could he have done something? Would she have wanted him to help her? If he had tried to stop it... would she have thanked him or cursed him? He didn't want to just lick her wounds for her... if she wanted his help he wanted to destroy the one causing those wounds. If he was one that had just added to those wounds... he would kill himself, like he still so desperately wanted to do. Breathing was such a hard task... it was so painful to do... it didn't even seem like he was breathing for a good reason.

      "Elle...." He whispered her name feeling the hot tears roll down his face. What he had just watched would never be erased from his mind. It would haunt him for the rest of his life, however long that life was. "Elle... I don't do anything good for people, I just prep them to have even deeper wounds inflicted into them."

      Digging his fingers into his palm more he continued to destroy his hands. Just stood there, not moving to make himself comfortable in any fashion. Just let himself wither in his self hatred. Longed for death... he refused to give himself on behalf of Azusa... who surely hated him.


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      As a corpse she returned to her room where Sato awaited her. Obediently, she went to take a shower and clean herself. However, no matter how much she scrubbed her skin till it was red and raw, no matter how much she washed herself...the sensation of filth never left. In her eyes, she was the dirtiest pile of shit in the world. Nothing could wash off much less erase the damage Sato had just caused her.

      Wearing long pajama pants and a large black tshirt, Azusa joined her husband in bed. This bed that had witnessed unspeakable things. All the different ways Sato took her and abused her. This bed that smelled so much like sex her nose had become immune to it. Lifeless eyes looked at the man that had destroyed what was left of her. He smiled. That feral, warped smile he always gave her. Looking at her proudly. Praising her for a job well done in...the meeting. For having demonstrated everyone how she belonged to him. When his hand wrapped around hers, pulling her to him into a kiss, Azusa felt the fear again. Sato's arms were no longer safe to her. Fortunately, he just went to sleep with her in arms. As if he wanted to make sure she didn't leave. Caged...even in sleep. For her...it became another sleepless night. Where her tears were all inside. Cried silently in her mind.

      She was done...with this misery.

      The next morning, Sato ordered her to get ready for breakfast but Azusa had to decline. Immediately explaining she was not feeling well. Stomach was uneasy and felt like she had a fever. Which was oddlt true. Sato complied this time. Allowing her to stay and rest but to remain in the room while he later sent a nurse to check on her. At first, Azusa obeyed. But then she stood up and went to her personal room. The moment the door closed, her knees gave in. And out of her throat and mouth escaped the most strangling and heart wrenching of cries. The cries she had suppressed all night yesterday. The cries that expressed the death of herself and the pulverizing of what was left of her heart. Sitting on the floor, face plastered on the marbled floor, Azusa cried. And cried. The tears cascading endlessly down her face. The cries combining themselves with coughs. The pain inside her agonizing to the point breathing was excruciating.

      “Strange, I tend to like you quite a bit. Your body is also something I very much enjoy. I hate everything, but you have never been on that list. The sound of my name off your lips… your moans as I touch you. Sleeping next to you… Even when you touch me, it isn’t horrid. Azusa, you are something irreplaceable."

      Cries.

      "I don't... want to be without you either."

      Screams.

      "Will you marry me Azusa? There isn't anyone else that I want for my wife."

      She fisted her hair, pulling it. Gritting her teeth admist the strangled wails. Why was that gone? Where had that Sato gone?

      "Then you brought a hope and excitement into my life that I didn't know could fester inside of me. A life with you and a child was abruptly handed to me. That all too soon was taken from us. As quickly as I had grazed the dream, it was gone. When it was taken.... I realized just how much I had wanted that with you. You. No one else."

      The Sato that loved her. That cared for her. Where had it gone? Why did was it gone? Her mind kept asking the same questions. Playing over and over again each memory she had of him. Of the Sato that had once looked at her, touched her, and talked to her as if she was the most precious person to him in the world. The Sato she had fallen in love with. The Sato that held her and kissed her. That encouraged her. That wanted her to spread her wings. That gave her purpose. That reminded her of her Ryuunaga pride. That scowled at her when she didn't care for herself. The Sato that had shed tears for her when Hwan took her. That chose to leave her in order to protect her. That had created a grave for their dead baby boy, Sasuke. The Sato that loved her so much he had wanted to marry her.

      "Azusa... I believe I love you..."

      That Sato was gone. Vanished. There wasn't a trace of it. No matter how desperately she searched for it. Foolishly she had hoped it would return. Its why she stayed. Its why she did everything to please him Why she submitted herself to him. Why she never wanted to disappoint. She hoped...stupidly...that the Sato from before would return. She missed it. But it was gone. So very gone. It had left a long time ago. She knew...the moment he hurt her in sex the first time...it was the moment that Sato had disappeared. All that was now beside her was a Sato that only ended up strangling the life out of her. Slowly, tortuously killing her inside. Until now there was nothing left. Not even a shadow.

      All that remained was the broken cries of a girl who only had the memories of what used to be the man that was the light of her eyes.

      Now...all she had was pain. Pain and no desire to live. No reason to live. She had changed herself for Sato. Shaped herself for him. Overcame literally everything in her life for him. Withstood every kind of training for him. The man she had looked up to and followed since she was a little girl. The man she had given her whole heart to. And her soul. And her body. And her future. Everything. But now, he mauled it all with his own hands. Crumpled it. Destroyed it. Ripped it apart. Now there was nothing. For what would she live for now? What reason did she have for living if not to go through this hell every night? No more...

      No more...

      She was done. There was nothing more left of Azusa.

      Dragging herself to her bed, Azusa sat on the middle. And then, she took out from the back of her pants a handgun. One she had taken from their room. Sato always had a gun in his night drawer. She took it. And now, she sat with gun in hand. Feeling the heavy loaded weight of the weapon. Hand on the trigger. The cold tip touching her temple. Swollen, dead, tear stained eyes blankly stared at the door. Ready to pull the trigger. Ready to end her miserably fucking life once and for all.
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      "You're not very fair." While it took him a bit to convince himself to come up to the main house to come check on her, he had obviously made it. To find her in a situation he was hardly shocked to find her in. There was no horror in his eyes, no judgment. Just a calm understanding of where she was mentally as she sat on the bed with the gun in her hand. It was brought him all the way up here, unable to get the look of her eyes the night before out of his mind. The emptiness reflecting the look in his own eyes since Elle... and the purpose of his 33 years was shown to be for nothing. That all of it had been for Hera, nothing he had done proved anything to his father. Because he failed to put the final piece in place for Hera to ascend the throne, he lost the only girl that loved him with every fiber of her being.

      Ah.

      He understood the obliteration of the inside that left you with nothing you wanted to inhale another breath for. The effort just wasn't worth it. That look had been in her eyes last night. So very clearly there after Sato finished his demonstration with her body in front of everyone. A moment... that shouldn't have been shown to others, brutal or in pure love. Not that it should be kept secret in abuse, but it wasn't for entertainment for others to witness and touch themselves to.

      Taking a seat on the edge of the bed very lightly brushed a strand of hair out of her tear stained face. The gun so ready to blow a bullet through her head. "How can you offer me a reason to live, but I can't do the same for you? Why? You thought I would see you differently?" Tenderly a knuckle brushed over her cheek. "I'm not sure how much my words weigh to you. The victim isn't the one in the wrong, what happened to you isn't by your doing in anyway. I still see you as a very beautiful and strong woman, someone that doesn't have to overcome this right away, but can over time. Someone that I want to be in my life or I will follow to the afterlife to if you leave it now. ZuZu, you are the only reason I'm here."

      With her free hand, he linked a single finger with hers. Being considerate of the fact that touch was probably not welcomed, but wanted to show he didn't not want to touch her. His thumb brushed over that single knuckle of the finger that was linked with his. "We both came to this point in vastly different ways, but the core feeling you have right now is something I understand. The pain that brought you here, I won't even attempt to say I understand. While you wouldn't understand the pain that brought me to mine. It's a feeling that still lingers in my head, it has been almost three months... and I'm not close to being okay. You've given me the strength to open my eyes in the morning and not completely dread my day. Could I be that strength for you too?"

      Reaching up he took the gun from her hands, setting it aside. "If you really want to die, let's find a better way together. Do something together, so neither one of us are alone." Very slowly he moved further onto the bed, then tugged her onto his lap so he could hold her. "If you can believe me.... I swear I won’t ever hurt you. I'll hold and protect you. A promise that won't fade with time or broken under any kind of circumstance. For you.... I want to live so I can make you smile and laugh like you did in Xui. If I could do that, I would live till I was a hundred with you. Did that sound lame...? Sounded kind of lame..."

      Lifting her chin up he looked at her. "All I see, all I will ever see when I look at you is a pure soul that tries her absolute best at everything. A beautiful soul. A loving soul. I want to give you rest, you don't have to try so hard anymore. Hm? Will you let me carry you?"


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      Just one pull and the bullet would blast through her head and end her life. End her misery. End her hell. Finally find freedom. Finally end the agony. Right when her finger was about to move, the doors to her room abruptly opened. Tadashi. Azusa braced herself for the outrage. The horror. The pleading. Or maybe the judgement. The disappointment. She, who had pleaded he stayed alive. Who had promised to not leave him alone. Was now but a pull away from ending her life. How hypocritical she must look to him. Not only was she filth, she was now a fake. Her words to him becoming null. Instead, she was met with the deepest of understanding looks. Eyes that literally mirrored her own. That held no criticizing. No judgement. No horror. No outrage. Just the most profound level of comprehension to what she was about to do. Because he had also tried to do it. Because he knew what it felt like to feel like her. To feel the despair, the emptiness, and the loss of any reason to live. The pain of breathing. The suffocation of living.

      When he reached out to touch her, she didn't cower away. Originally, after experiences like this, her repulsion to physical contact would extend to everyone. Strangely enough, that aversion excluded Tadashi. There was no repulsion to it. Not even a twitch. Not even a scream in her head to recoil. On the contrary, there was a sense of longing. A desire to feel his touch. Even if she believed she was too soiled to deserve it. Why did he want to be anything to her? How could see her the way he did? Why would he stay with her? How could he stay with her after seeing what he saw last night? The shame would never leave her.

      Her hand released the grip on the gun as he slowly took it from her hands. He settled her on her lap, to which she didn't resist. The warmth his hold provided to her dead, cold body was always welcomed. It shattered her. Brought down her defenses. Made her vulnerable. Made her want to pour everything out for this man so he could hold her together. But, there was nothing else to hold together. She had already been obliterated from the inside out. Nothing left but dust of what used to be. Even so, amidst that emptiness she could still feel his presence inside her. Something that gave her a speck of light into the lifelessness of her soul. A single small beat to her dead heart. As he held her, she digested his words. Every one of them. His promise. His desire to make the dream time in Xui a reality. To never break his promise or change for her. She wanted to believe him...so much.

      A part of her was afraid to believe in someone again.

      The again...Tadashi was the one who has been with her since the beginning of her hell. Since before that even. Had trained her. Had given her the tools to overcome some of her demons. To grow. Allowed her to shine in the wars. Was always one call away to go to her aid. Would take her anywhere she asked if it meant giving her some peace. Held her when she asked. Kissed her to wash away the pain. Tadashi never failed to keep his promise to be entirely devoted to her. Even now...when he had seen her as the filthiest...he was still here, helping her find a reason to stay alive. Helping her find something to cling on.

      "Tadashi..." More tears. More heartbreak etched across her eyes. She buried her face against the hollow of his neck. Trembling hand clutching the fabric of his navy-blue shirt. Body shaking as violently as her tears. "I didn't want you to see that...I didn't want you to know how filthy I am...the things he makes me do...the things he does to me..."

      She didn't understand how he could see the beautiful, pure soul he claimed to see. How could he see that when all she saw was dirt and mud? He said she didn't have to try so hard. But trying hard was all she did. Because nothing was ever good enough. It wasn't with her Father. And it hadn't been with Sato. Nothing...had been good enough. She hadn't tried hard enough. Was it enough for Tadashi though? How could she rest? What was rest? Maybe rest just implied...letting him carry her and her heart. To let him place her suffocating weight on his shoulders too. For him to give her the strength she needed. For him to let her breath at her own time in her own pace. To brush away all the self-imposed pressures she had of having to be perfect all the time.

      "Carry me...don't let go of me." Whispered sobs. Arms wrapping around his waist. "I feel dead inside. Sato...Sato killed me..." Tears damped his shirt. The agony of what used to be to what is now once more ripping her apart. "...he killed me...he doesn't love me anymore...there is nothing left of me. I want to live with you...I want to be with you...I want to smile and laugh again. I want to be happy again. Please Tadashi...please...save me...get me out of here..."

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      When he finally heard the words he longed for her to say to him, it brought forth such mixed feelings. Relief that he could unleash himself to be able to get her out of here, while it saddened him that she had been brought to this point. "I'll get you out of here, ZuZu. Find a safe place for us. I'll make everything you want to come true." Leaning his head down he ever so softly kissed the corner of her mouth. "You'll be worth it."

      Already his brain formulated how to remove her from this house, out of this city and out of this country. Beakyun's reach was too wide to just leave the city, they needed to leave the country. They couldn't very well go north either, Devlin would skin them alive if they didn't have a plan. Not to mention Hera still had to be recovering from the Division Wars... them arriving now would be too much of a sore subject. Knowing of a place they could go to, Hera's beach house that she vacationed to often on a southern island. She had been the only one in the family that dared to buy a plot of land outside of Europia. She hadn't used it since he unleashed the imposter Hwan. Even if she noticed he was using it, he hardly believed that she would make a fuss about it.

      "Come on, we'll leave today." Scooping his arms under her he lifted her up as he got off the bed. Who the hell knew what would happen if they lingered any longer. Sato seemed to have enjoyed what he had done to her the night before... he feared it would be something repeated. Or maybe something worse would happen. Was there something worse? He didn't know and didn't want to find out. To help keep her nerves calm as he stealthily moved them through the main house to the barracks, he whispered light conversation to her. About the mansion beach house they were going to go to, how she could spend time on the beach, they could look at the stars. It would be a place that no one would be able to bother them.

      Setting her on the bed he had already informed Ru as he passed to evacuate. It hadn't taken long for most to know what had happened to Azusa. Word had spread like wildfire. Without hesitation Ru vanished to spread the word to their men to disperse. Under a dire situation everyone would leave on their own and await for word where to relocate to when it was safe. They were always prepared. Always ready for any kind of situation. This was no different. Tadashi handed her the huge teddy bear Azusa had fell in love with in Xui. There weren't many things he wanted, just his letter from Elle. He hadn't brought anything with him to Mansu.

      All he wanted was Azusa.

      The fear was etched in her face about leaving, well better said being caught. Something that very well could happen. Ready he cupped the side of her face. "Azusa, not matter what. If we get caught, but you have a chance to run, you better run. We'll meet at the airport if we get separated. Like our strategy in the wars." Planting a reassuring kiss on her forehead he linked his fingers with her and got her on her feet.

      Not that luck was ever on his side when he wanted something. If he wanted something, it was always destroyed. Sato came around the corner as they came out of his room. Instantly lunging at the man that so very boldly held the hand of his wife. Tadashi shoved Azusa back and away as he took on Sato without an ounce of fear. Both wild beast unleashed from cages they went at each other. More than willing to destroy Sato's body like he had destroyed Azusa. To pay back what he had dished out.

      As the brawl thickened Tadashi witnessed first hand how Hera had gotten so beaten up by him. Why her men had been so terrified to run across him in the Dark Forest. It was literally impossible to read his movements. With eerie agility he was able to change his movement at the last second to catch his opponent off guard. Lashing out with an inhuman fury. Not that he was an easy one to over power, he was larger than Sato. Both in height and muscle mass, his blows dealt heavy damage to the man, but the pain seem to be something he could absorb and keep moving.

      Both of them were bloodied in no time, but neither were even close to finished with the other. No words were exchanged, just snarls, grunts and sounds of flesh and muscle pounding into each other. Sato pivoted and smoothly got behind Tadashi, someone even in his fury knew he couldn't kill. Surely throw him out like the trash he was, but not kill. Vlahakis wasn't a family he wanted to tangle with, even if this man was supposedly disowned. Pulling out his gun he pulled the trigger without a moments hesitation. Sending the bullet into the back of his knee, it tore through and out the front of his knee. The man crumbled to the ground, a sight that brought him great pleasure. So much so that he completely unloaded his gun on that one knee.

      Azusa rushed over to get him to stop. To have him spare Tadashi. Rage so raw rippled through him he grabbed her by the hair and threw her into the wall. How. Dare. She. She was going to leave him? With this pile of shit of a man? Going to betray the Beakyun family she swore herself to? "I have given you everything you wanted!" He screamed at her. "I give you attention every night. I tell you I love you. Spend time with you and this is how you repay me!"

      Picking up by the hair again he full force smacked his hand across her face. "You spoiled brat. Suck me dry then latch yourself to someone else to suck the life out of? What? I'm not good enough for you anymore?" Again he smacked her, shaking her head around by her hair. "Huh?!" Grabbing her by the throat his fingers dug into her skin. "Azusa, you are mine. You have told me every night you understood that."

      Harder his finger squeezed and dug into her neck. No longer really seeing who was under him. No. He hadn't seen who was under him for a long time now. Even though he said her name, it didn't really click in his head. Out of nowhere a thick strong arm locked around his neck and flipped him back, slamming him into the ground. Damion swiftly kicked him in the face while Ru ran frantically to Tadashi, pale as a ghost at the sight of his gruesome wound. "Tadashi..."

      A truly fearsome person to fight against reigned hell on Sato, leaving him unable to even attempt to send a blow his direction. The person that struck fear into every living soul in Hera and her Division. That person beat Sato till he was a bloodied and unconscious pile of shit on the ground. Repaying the damage he had done to Tadashi by blowing holes into his body. Aware of where he was shooting as to not kill the man. Death would be a blessing, living was hell. By the time he joined reality in the hallway behind him Ru was already bracing and temporarily bandaging his knee. They had to go. There was no time.

      Damion picked up Azusa like a sack of potatoes, while Tadashi and Ru worked together to get him off the ground. Then left.


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