{These characters are not property of me. I would never attempt to claim them as my own. This story may not be used without my permission, and may not be used to make money in any way, shape or form. Characters and certain situations were created by Rumiko Takahashi, so don't try any funny stuff!}

"I'll make you feel good..." Kuno held her face tightly, his fingers digging into her cheeks. He leaned down again and kissed her gently on the forehead.

Once again, his gentle actions surprised her and caused her to stop her struggles. "Kuno, please. Don't do this to me." The tears were a constant stream down the sides of her face. She didn't want to be... she didn't want to be raped. "If you let me go now I'll do anything you want later. Anything!"

"But what I want is you. Why should I wait until later when I have you here now?" His lips softly grazed her own.

"Please, I'm begging you."

Kuno smiled at her. "I'd like to see you beg."

Nabiki shivered and closed her eyes. "I'll beg, I'll pay you, I won't say anything about this if you just let me go."

Silence. Nabiki opened her eyes to see Kuno looking at her. He seemed to be thinking things over.

"OK." He released her wrists and got off her. He stood at the side of the bed, watching her.

Nabiki sat up, confused over his sudden decision. She pulled at her torn shirt, trying to cover herself. She turned and was preparing to stand up.

"Now beg," Kuno demanded.

Nabiki looked up at him. "What?"

"Beg. Beg for me to let you go. You said you would."

Resigning herself, Nabiki got on her knees on the bed and clasped her hands. "Please, Kuno..."

"Call me Kuno-chan. I always liked it when you called me that."

Nabiki swallowed hard before speaking again. "Kuno-chan, please let me go. I... I..." She watched him take his shoes off.

"Keep going."

"I won't ever treat you bad, I won't ever take any more of your money. Just let me go."

"Tell me that you'll do anything I want. Tell me how much you love me."

"If you let me go, I'll do anything you want me to, Kuno-chan. I love you so..." Her voice died when he began to remove his pants.

"Don't stop now. Tell me how much you love me." He kicked his pants into the corner and stood in front of her in only his shorts.

Nabiki had a hard time talking, she couldn't take her eyes off the bulge in his shorts, knowing it was meant for her.

"Tell me!"

"I love you so much, I'll do anything you ask me to, Kuno-chan."

"You don't seem very serious. Get on your hands and knees and bow your head." He grinned. "Like you're worshipping me."

Nabiki complied, feeling more humiliated by the moment. "Kuno-chan, I love you with all my heart, more than my family. I'll do anything for you, Kuno-chan." She left her head down.

Kuno groaned. "Better, much better. I like how you beg. I liked it a lot. I don't know if I want to let you leave now."

Nabiki lifted her head to look at him. He was smiling with a maniacal glint in his eyes. She tried not to look at the hand on his crotch.

"Maybe if you beg more, I can make up my mind." He growled a little and quivered as he squeezed his crotch.

Nabiki made up her mind then. He was toying with her, he wouldn't let her go. She had to get away on her own. She bowed her head again, but tensed her arms and legs to spring away. "Kuno-chan, I... hate you!" She pushed herself back, trying to propel herself off the bed. Then she would make a run for the door.

At least, that was her plan. But when she pushed herself back and slid off the bed, her legs refused to support her weight. She took three stumbling steps before she tripped and hit the floor. She landed with a grunt, hitting her chin, but immediately tried to stand back up.

Kuno broke from his stunned inaction and vaulted over the corner of the bed. He reached down and grabbed Nabiki's arm. "That wasn't very nice." He yanked her to her feet, causing her to cry out. A shooting pain lanced through her elbow and shoulder.

Kuno spun around and flung Nabiki to the bed, smacking her head on the ornate headboard. She laid there dazed as he got on the bed next to her. He stroked her hair and began removing her shirt the rest of the way.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean for you to hit your head." He kissed her neck as she groaned, her eyes fluttering. He finished stripping her shirt and tossed it aside, then began on her dress.

Nabiki regained lucidity just as Kuno pulled her dress off and dropped it off the side of the bed. She shivered as his hands moved up her legs, feeling the soft flesh. She reached down to grab his wrist, to pull his hand away from her.

Kuno grabbed her hand instead and squeezed. "None of that now. How can I enjoy your body if you constantly push me away?" He squeezed harder, crushing the delicate bones in her hand.

Nabiki screamed, feeling the bones crunch. She brought up her hand in instinctive self-preservation only to have Kuno intertwine his fingers with hers. He applied pressure, slowly bending her fingers back. He bent her ring finger back until he felt it crack and Nabiki's screams intensified.

Kuno released her crushed hand, which fell limply to the bed, and wormed his fingers underneath her bra strap. He tugged experimentally, unsure of how the device worked. He simultaneously worked on her middle finger, bending it to the breaking point then relieving the pressure.

Nabiki was crying, the pain in both her hands overwhelming, and Kuno wasn't stopping. Slowly, she could feel her middle finger start to go. This time it wasn't so gentle, though, and with a savage motion, Kuno bent her finger back and to the side.

Nabiki thrashed, unable to find her voice to scream. She closed her eyes tightly, forcing out more tears, fighting off the nausea and gibbering that wanted to escape. Kuno released her hand, twisting the fractured bones as he pulled his hand away. Nabiki groaned loudly, feeling the bile rise in her throat.

Kuno, finally finished with the inspection of her bra, yanked on it and broke the strap. Nabiki's eyes flew open at Kuno's touch on her bare breast. He leaned over and sucked on her neck as he fondled her breast. His other hand was on her hip, working its way into her panties.

Nabiki never stopped struggling, but the flaring pain in her hands prevented her from using them to fight back effectively. She tried to wiggle away to the other side of the bed, tried to escape Kuno's groping hands, but he shifted and put his weight on her legs. She pushed weakly at his shoulder with the heel of her hand, wishing he would just rape her and get it over with.

Kuno pushed her hand down, taking her panties with it. Nabiki held her legs together, trying to prevent their removal. Kuno removed his hand from her breast and easily spread her legs. He lifted himself while he pulled her panties from her legs, then rested back on her legs. He gently removed her hand from his shoulder, careful not touch her broken fingers, and moved it to the side.

For a few seconds he sat over her and gazed at her face, at the pain and misery and resignation. Even though she had closed her eyes and couldn't see it, he smiled. He leaned over and slid his arms under her shoulders. As if he was lifting a delicate length of lace, he raised Nabiki to an upright position and held her against him.

Kuno whispered softly to her, holding her gently. "Don't be afraid. Don't be afraid to show me how you feel. I'll take care of you forever." He kissed her cheek and felt her body quiver against him. His hands worked at the clasp of her bra, mostly fumbling but eventually successful.

He laid her back down and removed her bra. It was his turn to quiver as he observed her naked form beneath him. He passed his fingertips over her nipple, watching her face to see if she was as excited as he was.

To his dismay, she was completely unresponsive. "My love? If you fall asleep now you'll miss everything." He frowned. How could she fall asleep? "Hey! Wake up!" Still nothing. "Don't fake it! I'll make you sorry if you don't answer me now!" He had to admit that she was very good at pretending.

"Bitch! Answer me!" he yelled and backhanded her. He felt the sting on his knuckles and a cut opened along her cheekbone.

Nabiki's eyes opened, the tears returning. She wanted to return to the darkness, forget where she was and what was going to happen to her. She looked at Kuno and was frightened by the anger she saw on his face. She must have dreamt him holding her and telling her that he would take care of her.

"Don't ever do that again!" He raised his hand to strike her again."

Nabiki wasn't sure what he was talking about but she knew she didn't want to be hit. "I'm sorry," she said meekly.

Kuno's hand paused in the air. His face softened and he smiled. He lowered his hand and wiped away some of her tears. "I knew you didn't mean it. I know you didn't mean it when you said you hated me."

Nabiki saw a strange look pass across his face. She didn't want him to get angry and hit her. "I'm sorry for what I said. I didn't mean it." The pain in her hands had died down to a dull throbbing, and even though her face didn't hurt, her eye was starting to swell shut.

he wiped away more of her tears. "I know," he answered, his voice filled with emotion. "And now we are ready."

Nabiki knew it was going to happen but she had been hoping that just maybe he would change his mind. Just maybe he would be content with what he had already done. "Ready for what?" she asked, but she was shaking her head.

"I can see very well that you know what I mean. The day we announce our relationship and its binding ties will be one that none shall forget." He bent down to kiss her.

"Please don't."

He stopped and looked at her confused. "Don't?"

She nodded. She didn't want him to hurt her anymore, but she couldn't just let him have her, not like this. Her mind was turning, trying to think of something that might influence him. "What about..."

"What? My sister?" He laughed. "You have nothing to fear from her. If she tries to hurt you, I shall deal with her harshly."

"No. What about Akane?"

He stared at her blankly.

"My sister, Akane."

"What about her? She is of no concern to me. You are all that matters. Now, without further words of our sisters..." He began to push his shorts down.

"No!" He looked at her in surprise. She cringed momentarily, thinking he might hit her. "Sh... shouldn't we..." Anything, anything at all. "Shouldn't we wait until we're married?" Maybe that would appeal to his twisted sense of honor.

"Married? I hadn't thought of that." He paused, thinking it over. Then he kissed her, catching her off-guard. "I will grant you your desire and marry you, but now... I don't think this will wait."

Nabiki closed her eyes then. She was all out of ideas, clever plans. She felt Kuno's hands resume their exploration of her body and shuddered at the sensation.

She couldn't help herself and tried to push his head away when she felt his tongue heading for her breast. The pain in her hands flared and she could feel the shifting bones. Kuno grabbed her wrists without lifting his head. "Damn it, bitch. Stop that."

He sat up, pinned her arms next to her body, leaning all his weight on her slim biceps. He then went back to her bare chest, dragging his tongue over her skin. It grew closer to her nipple, making her shudder involuntarily, then withdrew. Nabiki couldn't bare to open her eyes and see what Kuno was doing.

She screamed when his teeth closed painfully on her nipple. There was a sharp pull and the teeth were gone, but the pain lingered. She opened her eye when she felt his weight rise from one of her arms; just in time to see his fist fly at her mouth.

He head was pushed back into the pillows by the straight punch; she could taste the blood as her lip was sliced open against her teeth. She let her head roll to one side, staring at the wall. If only he would knock her unconscious... She winced as he put his weight on her already bruised arm.

"Just be quiet. I don't want to hear any more of your screaming. It's annoying." Then his mouth was back at her breast, content to suckle for the moment. She groaned as he moved his hand and put pressure on her crushed hand.

Kuno released her nipple, finding it enjoyable but not what he was looking for. There was really only one thing that would stop the horrible pounding in his head, only one way to release the pin in his body. He looked at Nabiki, at her naked body. She was it. Something was telling him that only she could do it and only in this way.

But it was so much more than that. He loved her more than anything. What couldn't she understand about that? She made him hit her, hurt her, do bad things to her. Why couldn't she just cooperate?

He sat up and released her arms. She would understand once she felt the true pleasure he could give her. He got off her body, expecting her to try to get away. To his delight, she laid still for him. Kneeling next to her, he tried to part her legs so he could take his place between them.

She resisted, trying to keep them together against his strength. Frustrated with her continued resistance, he grabbed her thighs, just above the knee and pulled. The harder he pulled, the more she held her legs together. Finally, anger taking hold of him, he moved one hand up and worked it between her legs. He took hold of the delicate flesh of the inner thigh and pinched as hard as he could, pulling at the same time.

Nabiki cried out to the sharp pain and released the lock on her muscles, allowing Kuno to spread her legs. With a grim smile, he held the leg that was closest to him tightly. With his other hand, he caressed her pained thigh. It was so soft and smooth under his fingers; he grabbed it and pinched again.

Nabiki shrieked and tried to kick her leg against his hold. Kuno looked up at her face; her one eye completely closed, the other half-lidded and glazed. He stopped pinching her thigh and moved his fingers towards her virgin passage. He paused, turning his gaze to their destination, before he began to explore her.

Nabiki whimpered when she felt him probe her with two fingers. Not very long and he would... She whimpered again when he withdrew his fingers.

Kuno sat up and released Nabiki's leg then removed his shorts. He got between her legs, every nerve in his body aflame. He worked his body forward trying to enter her, trying to stop the noises in his head. Finally, his whole body shaking, he grabbed his erection and forced its tip into her.

Ready for complete penetration, he leaned forward and put his hands on either side of her. "This may hurt a little," he warned and drove himself into her.

Nabiki shrieked as Kuno ripped through her hymen. This time she didn't stop though. It was all too much: the pain, the humiliation, the helplessness, the impotent rage...

Kuno continued to thrust, putting his hands over her breasts and leaning on them. Nabiki tossed her head, screaming, shrieking at the pain in her breasts and her violated passageway. When Kuno's hand moved from her breast to her hand, leaning his weight on her broken fingers, she leaned her head back and screamed louder than before.

The pain washed up her arm and through her body, like it was calling out to her other injuries. She felt light-headed and welcomed the oncoming blackness. Welcomed it until Kuno's hands closed on her throat and pinched her windpipe shut. Her scream was turned to a gurgle as she felt her air supply dwindle.

Even as she thought that death was better than continued torture, she could feel Kuno's thrusts rock her body. Even as she passed into the darkness, she could feel him release his sperm into her body.

Kuno shuddered as he orgasmed, releasing multiple bursts into Nabiki. He removed his hand from her throat and basked in the feeling of pure ecstasy. He breathed deeply, finally feeling whole again. The pain was gone, the noise was gone, only pleasure remained.

He looked down and quickly his pleasure changed to horror. The sight before him was awful. He pulled out of her body and scrambled to the end of the bed. He started shaking, his stomach rolling, his whole body rebelling. He dropped off the bed and vomited up his lunch. The blood... The blood had been the worst. The blood in her mouth and oozing down her face. And the bruises and other marks on her body... Marks he had made.

Voices in the hall, his sister and several male voices he didn't recognize. They were growing louder, coming towards his room. He started to panic, but he felt so weak, physically and mentally, there was nothing he could do. He settled for laying on the floor, hugging his knees to his chest and shaking uncontrollably.

Five police officers burst into his room with his sister in tow. Two of them yanked him up and put handcuffs on him. Two others secured Kodachi with handcuffs as well, while the last one covered Nabiki with the blanket.

The two siblings were taken away while paramedics attended to Nabiki. "Miss, if you could just tell us what happened?" asked another officer.

"How did.. how did you find.."

"Another student spotted Mr. Kuno carrying you out of the school and thought you looked unconscious. Apparently, this student called your family, who called us."

Nabiki let the paramedics work on her as she told her story...