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Recover	By : ramblingrobin Category: +M to R > Ouran High Host Club Views: 11392 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: I don’t own Ouran and don’t make money off of my silly little fantasies.

Chapter List
- 1-Recover Ch 1
- 2-Recover Ch 2
- 3-Ch. 3
- 4-Recover Ch 4
- 5-Ch 5
- 6-Ch 6
- 7-Ch 7
- 8-Ch 8
- 9-Ch 9
- 10-Ch 10
- 11-Ch 11
- 12-Ch 12
- 13-Ch 13
- 14-Ch 14
- 15-Ch 15
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This story has been taken over by Two Authors with my permission. After Ch 14, she will be the author and I'll just be beta. I really like what she's doing with the story. I hope you'll like it too. She doesn't have an aff account, so her chapters are posted here with her permission. Any reviews will be forwarded to her. We hope you like it!
I don’t own Ouran and don’t make money off of my silly little fantasies.
Robin’s note: In my own crazy little head, anyone who is doing sexual things has reached the legal age of consent. Kids having sex is not cool with me. So, everyone screwing around in my stories is magically of age.
Anything underlined is being said by the twins at the same time. I admit I saw this in another fanfic and thought it simplified things.
This story may get a little rough. It contains violence and rape. If that will bother you or if m/m/f squicks you, I think you should look elsewhere. It may get a bit yaoi too. Fair warning.
This is even a bit rough for me, so I would really love any reviews if you like it.
Recover
Ch. 1
Haruhicouldn’t breathe. She sucked hard through her teeth and caught a breath of air tainted with the sweat of the palm clapped over her face.
“Bitch, you shouldn’t have kicked me.”
Maybe not, but it had gotten what she wanted. Their attention was away from Hikaru and Kaoru. It had looked like the twins had been near to having their sassy tongues ripped out. Kaoru kneeled on the hard floor with his hands tied in front of him. Hikaru was held tight in the grip of two guys that looked like they had steroids for breakfast with a side of kick-your-ass. Hikaru wasn’t as strong as the two men, but he had amazing wriggling skills that had almost gotten him free several times. He was motionless now. A threat against his brother had stilled him. The grip the thug had on Haruhi quieted him as well. She was so small. The bastard could crush her with one hand.
“You should have let me work out my tensions beating on the little wise-asses. Now I’m thinking maybe I ought to have a little fun with you.” He released his hand from her face, leaving her gasping.
Haruhi’sright shoulder burned where it had scraped the concrete when he had dragged her. He had then lifted her like she weighed nothing and slammed her against the wall. His knee held her treacherous legs still. One hand gripped her wrists above her head. The hand that had been suffocating her was free now. His fingers caught a strap of her sundress and undid the bow holding it on her shoulder. She suddenly wished his hand was back at her mouth, stopping her breath. The ties fell free, catching on her nipple, barely keeping her from being exposed.
“You’re a little small for my tastes.” The brute shifted, grinding his hips into her. “But you’re soft and you look delicious.”
“No!” The twins shouted.
Kaoru’smuscles tensed, but he stayed where he was. Hikaru lunged forward. The movement was so sudden one of the men lost his grip. Hikaru used his momentum to swing around and rip his other arm free. In moments he was leaping towards Haruhi. As quickly as he had begun, he froze again.
The brute’s hand was around Haruhi’s throat. He gave Hikaru a wide grin. “Smart boy. Hate to break our toy before we even got to play with it.”
The twins glanced at each other then back to Haruhi. They had called her their toy. They had a feeling they would never be calling her that again.
“Maybe we need to get a bit of that energy out of you.” The man loosened his hold on Haruhi’s throat but didn’t let go. “We have things to accomplish here, today. My bossman says little message needs to be sent to a certain pompous little fucker.” He shrugged and smiled. “But it is just us six and nobody else knows we are here. We have time for a little diversion. And who knows, maybe it can be part of the message too. He wasn’t specific about how we got that message across.”
His hand left her throat for a moment to flick the other tie on her sundress. She wasn’t so lucky this time. The fabric fell and pulled the other side with it baring her small breasts to the cool of the room. His grip immediately returned, holding her fast.
“Now, I could fuck her.” His eyes held Haruhi’s, but his words were for Hikaru. “But she really isn’t my type. I like ‘em with a bit less bitch in them. But I do like a good show.” His eyes slid to Hikaru. “So, you fuck her. Give me a nice show, and I won’t use my knife to make an example of her. I was thinking of maybe carving my name in her back. A little memento.”
His hand drifted from her throat to where the fabric had pooled around her small hips. “I can’t guarantee my other two friends here won’t want to have a little turn with her later.” He gave the dress a sharp tug and it dropped to cover her sandals. “But I can make sure they’re polite about it.” The side of his mouth pulled up in a leer and he leaned into Haruhi. “The black-haired fellow over there is Satou.” One of the men who had held Hikaru gave his leader a little salute. “Satou is a bit of a biter. I can make sure he doesn’t take any pieces of this little bitch with him when he’s done.”
He kept hold of her hands as he stepped back and tugged her forward. Her feet nearly tangled in her dress. “So,” the man smiled and gave Haruhi a quick shove. Hikaru stumbled forward to steady her before she could fall. “Let’s play.”
Satou had found a large beat up blanket on one of the threadbare couches. He spread it over the concrete floor with a flourish. Haruhi glared daggers at him, but didn’t fight when he pulled her down onto it. He fluffed part of the blanket to cushion under her head. She fought a shiver as his gaze slid down her breasts to her panties. “I hope your little friend won’t play, kitten. You look tasty.” He leaned in close and breathed in the scent of her hair. The slick black of his own hair blocked her vision and left her feeling panicked.
“Satou, it’s not your turn yet.”
His lips turned to a pout, but he listened to the head thug and backed away from Haruhi. They had taken all of Hikaru’s clothes. Kaoru’s protests had earned him a punch to the side of the head that had left his ears ringing. Hikaru knelt naked next to Haruhi, but one look at his body showed he wasn’t having a good time. Haruhi’s hand gripped his. This was the first time he had seen fear like this in her eyes.
The couch protested with a groan as the boss dropped his weight onto it and leaned back. He grunted with disgust. “You better get started or I'm going to have to either get out my knife or take the leashes off of Satou and Ito. Should I do that?”
“No!”
“No,” Hikaru repeated more quietly. “No, don’t do that.”
Hikaru’shand shook as he reached for Haruhi. Her fingers wrapped around his. “It’s ok, Hikaru.” She said. “Everything will be alright.”
But Haruhi’s hand trembled too as she pulled his to the top of her panties and helped him tug them down and off of her. Hikaru tried not to look at her nakedness as he carefully leaned over her. He nudged her knees apart with his own. He kept his body close to hers, trying to shield her from unfriendly eyes. When his groin touched hers he felt a flare of desire and was flooded with shame. What kind of a piece of shit would get hard in a situation like this? His disgust couldn’t completely get rid of his erection though. He looked away from Haruhi, not wanting to see the look of betrayal he felt sure would be in her eyes.
He felt soft hands on his cheeks. They wiped away the tears he hadn’t realized were slipping from his eyes. She pulled his face to hers and laid a soft kiss on his lips. “Hey, it’s ok. We’ll get through this.” Haruhi’s voice fought to stay steady and strong. “Just…” Her eyes squeezed shut as she fought her own tears. “Just do it, ok?”
A loud sigh came from the couch. “We’re getting bored over here.”
Haruhi’s hands still holding his face kept him from snarling anything stupid at the bastard. Hikaru grimaced as he pressed his hips to the valley between Haruhi’s thighs. His cock jumped at the soft warmth there and shame burned in his chest again as Haruhi gasped and fought not to cringe away from him. He couldn’t look at her as he touched her slit with the tip of himself. He nudged his head against her folds but they resisted him. He bit his lip as he sat back. He pulled the edge of the blanket to cover her.
His golden eyes sparked as he looked over to the big man on the couch. “She’s dry. I’ll just hurt her as much as one of your bastard Neanderthals if I try to force it. I… I can’t.”
The boss leaned forward menacingly. “Well that’s a shame.” His fingers slid into the top of his boot and pulled out a wicked-looking blade. “Now I think maybe I just might need to cut you up too.”
He shifted to stand but paused when Kaoru struggled to his feet. The thug raised an eyebrow as the ropes that had held Kaoru’s wrists dropped to the floor.
“I’ll fuck her.” Kaoru said loudly, rubbing his chafed wrists. “I’ll give you a goddamned show, you bastard.”
The boss grinned and leaned back. “Well isn’t this a surprise. I thought you were just a little uke bitch yourself.” He let out a barking laugh. “We’ll see if I was wrong about you. Hopefully you can do a better job than your pussy brother.”
Kaoru shed clothes as he strode to the blanket where Hikaru and Haruhi sat dumbfounded.
“What the hell are you doing?” Hikaru hissed.
Kaoru’s face was sad. “It’s what we have to do. We can’t let them hurt us.”
Hikaru rolled his eyes, “So we hurt us? That is stupid.”
“Kaoru’s right, Hikaru.” She took a shuddering breath. “And I…” She swallowed and got control of her voice, “I don’t want them to hurt you because of me. I would rather you just do what they want. Please.” Her voice dropped to a whisper. “We need time to figure a way out of here.”
Hikaru sighed, defeated. “So what do we do?”
Kaoru smiled sadly and touched his forehead to Hikaru’s. “Let’s make her forget there is anyone here but us. Yeah?”
Hikaru dropped a soft kiss on his younger brother’s cheek. “Ok.”
Haruhi used Hikaru’s chest as a pillow. It wasn’t particularly fluffy, but his skin was soft and warm. She had closed her eyes and was trying to imagine she was somewhere, anywhere else. She felt Kaoru’s warm breath on her inner thigh and she kept her body still. She could do this. Kaoru lay with his head cradled between her thighs. His hands wrapped around her, helping her stay still. He laid a gentle kiss on her mound and nuzzled her softness. Haruhi was surprised by a tingle of pleasure that brought a soft sigh to her lips. Maybe they really could do this.
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