Watch

Title: Watch


Oh come now lovelies, no requests? Ah...it saddens me that the only one I received wasn't even from this site at all. :: fog of disappointment:: Though I must say...I do find this request a bit odd myself...if it weren't for the scenario requested i'd have made it a crack fiction. ::shrug:: Oh well...

The pairing is actually Nanaya/Kokuchi x Ms.Chihara (Gasp, Hetero O.o) and a tidbit of Shirogane x Akira (couldn't help it). As a side note, all other unimportant nameless oc's that exist are made up by me.

IF YOU LIKE FLUFFY STUFF THIS IS NOT FOR YOU! MAJOR WARNINGS ON THIS ONE!

Yes, there shall be tentacles involved. And rape; the requester made that an important factor. There will also be torture and snuff. I suppose you could call this thing bloody too but it doesn't go into as much detail as some fics around here...its still sick though... So if you can't stomach tentacles, rape, or tentacle rape, (of which there shall be all three) I think it'd be in your best interest to flutter off to another story that will hopefully leave you in a calmer state of mind. That scene is gonna be kinda long...about five or six pages... ::sweat drop:: Unless of course you seek to flame such things. In that case I say "welcome"; you very well may be my first reviewer. ;3

For those of you who don't know who Ms.Chihara is, she's Akira, Kengo, and Aya's teacher. Yes. You can see her in volume 1 of Monochrome Factor...she looks different from the anime's version of the teacher, though i'm going with that character's hair and eye color. To be honest, I think she looks like she could be an older version of Aya...that or her mother... Since Chihara-sensei's first name is never really mentioned, what with her being a side character and all, she'll go by Chihara... yeah...

Oh, and Nanaya is the guy that beat the tar outta Akira in volume 2 of Monochrome Factor. Hn...he seems to get Akira on his knees alot during that fight... I find his blue hair, eye bandage, manic personality and golden eyes eerily familiar...

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" Get in there now you two!"

" H-hey don't--!"

Kick.

Thud.

Punch.

" Ow!"

Crash.

" Found 'em for you Chihara-sensei."

" Thank you Suzuno-chan."

Chihara smiled kindly at the raven haired teen, grateful to the girl for retrieving her students. The boys had gone M.I.A over an hour ago and it didn't help that they'd only attended her class a total of four hours over the last two weeks. Didn't they have any sense of right from wrong? The woman's attention shifted from Aya to the troublemakers, a glare already forming on her normally relaxed countenance.

" Nikaido. Asamura."

Said boys flinched at the mention of their names. The only thing remotely more intimidating than a pissed Aya was a pissed Chihara-sensei.

" I suppose you two still think my class is boring?"

" N-n-no Chihara-sensei, its not boring at all! In fact if it was on a scale for most boring it would be a ten! Or...a one...uh..."

" Idiot, shut up!", Akira hissed, punching the confused blond hard enough to make him yelp.

" Ow! What'd you do that for?!"

" If I let you talk any further we'll be stuck in here till you grow a brain!"

" Wha--?! Hey! I'm not stupid!"

" Tch, yeah right..."

" How can you say such things with no emotion at all?! You're so mean!"

" SHUT UP!"

The entire class froze at the brunette's uncharacteristically loud outburst. Normally the woman was laid back; the easygoing type. Some of her colleagues even went so far as to call her lazy on occasion, though they only referred to her tendency to nap at lunch intervals or before and after her morning and evening classes. Such a display of unrestrained...annoyance...gave even Shirogane the creeps. The presence of which he promptly informed Akira.

" Akira-kun...your sensei is...I mean her...er...vibes are quite unsettling..."

Akira gulped in response, not even daring to nod in agreement with his shadow's words. Though the truth of the matter was that the nails currently digging into his shoulder even through the fabric of his school uniform made him want to curl up under his bed for a week or three.

Chihara gave both her rebellious students a good smack on the back of the head before tying them to their respective desks.

" Good. Now that my class is back in order...we will continue with our review."

" Ah, but Chihara-sensei?"

Sigh.

" What is it Asamura-kun?"

" I...I can't write with my feet..."

Mutters.

" Go to sleep then...dumbass..."

" Hey!"

Oh...

...its going to be a long day.


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" Ah~haaa..."

Sharp white teeth met with a nearly audible click before parting once again in a sigh of boredom. One of the more arrogant of Homurabi's children had once again snuck away to the world of light to torment its inhabitants. His one good eye scanned the darkening street, flicking lazily to one moving body after another as people went on with their lives, completely unaware of his presence as the evening sun set.

" Tch...these humans are so boring...the only thing they're good for is fucking and killing...hmm?"

An arguing, or rather a fighting, group in a nearby apartment pulled his attention from the dull street below. His eyebrow rose in slight curiosity, body moving unconsciously farther out onto the tip of the tree branch he'd been lounging on. Through an upstairs window he could see three bodies, two moving rather jerkily, the third flitting warily between the two at intervals before being forced back to a seemingly safer distance. A few seconds of attention graced Nanaya with a change in pattern; the wary one, presumably female, froze before seemingly shrinking in fear and then fleeing the room. The two did'nt seem to take notice of the loss of a third until she returned, her movements stiff and unsure. The men seemed to mimick the woman's earlier actions, shrinking in what appeared to be fear. Nanaya laughed heartily, relishing the fact that he could not be heard.

" What the hell? Its like a fucked up show or somethin-- huh?"

Golden eyes narrowed as a glint of silver made itself known by the light of the setting sun. The woman had a knife. Unconsciously, Nanaya found himself holding his breath. Those guys were screwed. He watched as one of the men, a dirty blond that sported a bloody hand and a slight limp, eased forward. From his distance, Nanaya could not hear a single word, but whatever the male said had clearly upset the woman as she shed tears and yelled, pointing the weapon in the other man's direction. The second man, taller than the first and coal colored in hair and dress, took a determined step forward. Nanaya knew, without thinking, exactly what was going to happen by the sudden stillness that seemed to seize the trio. Without warning the woman lunged, sinking the dagger into the raven haired man's chest once, twice, three times...

Nanaya failed to keep count after the blond man grabbed her about the waist, watching as the injured man twitched and writhed with a renewed vigor every time the blade found it's target. It didn't take long for him to bleed out, sending Nanaya into fits of giggles every time an unexpected spurt of blood sent the woman into hysterics. From what he could tell she intended to kill herself and the blond as well, but the man had already managed to wrestle the knife from her hand and her to the ground. In what seemed a fit of passion he tore off her blouse and groped her generously.

" Well ain't this the weirdest load of shit...", Nanaya muttered, slightly put off that the weapon had been discarded and he'd see no more blood. The Shin stood and turned, as if to leave, only to stop and look back as he heard a high pitched shriek. It'd only taken a few seconds for a majority of the woman's clothing to seemingly dissapp-- no, the man had shredded them in his haste. Damn. He moved closer, watching as the pair thrashed about on the floor until the woman found the opportunity to dig her nails into the man's face. Nanaya smirked as he decidedly entered the happy little home through a broken window and grabbed a ringside seat on an overturned bookcase.

" Get off-- off of me!"

" You fucking love me, that's why you killed him...you didn't kill me because you love me..."

" Ahhh-ha!! L-let go-- No!! Stop it!!"

The blue haired man snickered as the blond took an easily avoided shot to the groin and curled to the floor. The woman, whom Nanaya could now see was a ravenette, fled the room in her only remaining article of clothing. Strawberry colored panties.

" Yum..."

With a sigh Nanaya jogged past the man crouched on the blood spattered flood to see what the woman planned to do. He wasn't about to let them out of his sights now; they'd become too interesting. Before he could fully round the corner she'd disappeared behind, the blond came barreling through his form as water through a filter. The Shin frowned slightly. He'd never quite gotten used to seeing things pass through him, but then again he was of shadow and beings of this world belonged to light. A loud thud and yelp quickened Nanaya's pace until he came face to face with what his twisted mind translated directly into arousal. He watched, barely able to distinguish anything in the mass of writhing limbs at all save for the occasional glimpses of their faces or blood or genitalia. The man moved quickly, unknowingly showing Nanaya with his actions that he was no longer capable of thought, only feeling, and that feeling was pleasure and pleasure alone. The woman, in stark contrast to the male ravaging her, screamed, quite ironically, bloody murder. She writhed and shrieked, kicked, scratched, and tore until Nanaya felt himself burning with need. He realized he'd never sat back and just watched the act committed... until now.

It turned him on a great deal. The Shin was hard, aroused fully, even as the blond finished and was knocked aside by a surprisingly well placed elbow by the woman to his solar plexus. Even as she snatched up a nearby lamp, the only remaining source of light in the room, and yanked it from it's outlet to turn and be tripped by Nanaya's boot. Even as the blond recovered and, upon seeing the lamp in the fallen woman's hand, flew into a rage, seizing it for himself and striking her sharply across the back of the head as she shakily rose.

The ravenette fell and lay still.

" Oh god..."

She was dead.

" I killed...I killed her?!"

Nanaya grinned widely as he recalled his own opinion of the human race. His eye, wide and crazed, sparkled with excitement as he began to clap.

" Heh...looks like you and I came to the same conclusion..."

" W-wha--?! Who said--"

A gloved hand shot out from the darkness of the room, its fingers grasping and pulling at disheveled blond hair. The man froze, shock clear on his pale features. He'd not seen the boy earlier...he didn't even know there was anyone else in the house besides the other two who were currently dead. With a practiced hand Nanaya took hold of his concealed weapon, the blade whirring menacingly before the man's eyes. The pupils, dilated by fear, followed the twirling object, alerting Nanaya to the fact that he was now visible, the nearly complete absence of light and mild pain he inflicted in his victim allowing his presence to finally be known.

"...too bad ya didn't save me some..."

SHINK!

Thud.

Nanaya spat as he let the man drop heavily to the floor, his throat gaping from the savage stab it had received.

Sigh.

" Oh well...there goes my fun..."

The Shin retraced his steps, passing the lifeless corpse of the first man to escape into the cool night air. The sun's last rays faded fully beneath the weight of the navy blue sky, the final bells of Kiriba* signaling the end of the winter school day. With a laugh and a flash of blue the boy was atop an ad for a newly developed cell phone, gazing at the private school as students filtered out like ants defending their hill.

" I suppose I should fit in a little action myself before heading back...heh..."

In one fluid motion the young man pounced from his perch atop the rickety billboard to a nearby tree. He sneered as he sent his curved dagger spiraling, the object's blade lodging itself into the base of the advertising sign, separating brick from mortar to send the entire contraption of steel and wood down upon a small group of meandering pedestrians with a sickening crunch.

" Oh my god, did you see that?!"

" What happened? What--- WHERE'S MY SISTER?!"

" M-my leg! Urgh...help..."

" Someone call the police! The police, call the--!"

With a lilt in his step and a happily whistled tune on his lips, Nanaya sauntered through the quickly gathering crowd to retrieve his weapon. Couldn't go on one of his late night "hunts" without it after all. A flick of his wrist concealed the specially crafted blade in his jacket sleeve.

" Hmmm..." Nanaya frowned, a slight furrow in his brow as he thought. " Must be habit...", he murmured, glancing down at his arm as he felt the cool dagger rest against his skin, " ...s'not like anyone can see me anyways..."

The wayward Shin took to spinning the blade about his finger as he walked, enjoying the yelps of alarm and pain as the knife sliced merrily through anything in range.

" School should be a nice...change of pace..."


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" Chi...Chihara-sens--"

Thud!

" O-ow, wha--"

Smack!

" Shhhh!"

Akira's eyes narrowed in annoyance as he wriggled out of his ropes. Stupid teacher and her stupid lazy habits, always falling asleep on her stupid desk and forgetting to untie her students. The brunet glanced between the snoozing female and his idiotic blond friend who was currently attempting to nurse his bruised cheek.

" Geeze Akira, you didn't have to kick me! What was--"

Said boy lifted his foot menacingly again, causing Kengo to flinch away in fear. It only took him a couple of minutes to get them both untied and out of the school.

" Phew...I thought we were going to have to spend the night there! Thanks Akira. You think we should've left Chihara-sensei sleeping like that though? What if--"

Thud!"

" Ow! What was that for?!"

" For being so stupid...and almost getting us caught."

" I-i'm not stu--"

Thud!

" And for lying."

" Owww..."

Shirogane chuckled, his silvery braid wagging as he shook his head.

" Akira-kun, send Kengo on his way now, there's something we need to discuss in private."

Akira glanced up at his invisible companion, nodding briefly before promptly kicking Kengo square in the ass.

" O-ow! Akira!"

" Home now idiot."

" Wha--"

The brunet paused, tensing as if to kick again, and watched as Kengo scrambled hurriedly off down the street.

" Alright, lets go."

The pair resumed their pace, leaving Kengo to complain to his energetic older sister while they themselves entered the Nikaido residence. Shirogane's seemingly somber attitude diminished immediately upon entry to one more suited to a cat in heat. Akira was not pleased...

" Damnit Shirogane, no! Off! OFF! Gah...ahh~hh...nh, fuck Shiro...lower..."

...or maybe he was...

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" Mmm...lucky me."

Nanaya's trademark grin crawled across his face as he invited himself into Akira's sixth period* class. Though it was only four fifty-two in the afternoon, the sun had already set and the students were free of the confines of the normally active building, courtesy of the winter's odd cycle. Now all Nanaya had left to play with was a...

" Huh, Chihara...advanced history class*...tch...great. Looks like I get the stuck up Bakumat--"

Nanaya's vision drifted from the room's subject board to it's only inhabitant. He licked his lips and whistled. Jackpot.

In the darkened room, yet to wake from her four thirty nap was Chihara in all her lazy glory. She'd dozed off watching Akira and Kengo bicker, unable to resist the unusually comfortable patch of papers that had been delivered to her by her oh so helpful neighboring colleague, Kanryu-sensei. He'd left immediately after, insisting that she get her paperwork done quickly and release the boys for a later punishment. She had'nt listened.

The sliding classroom door closed with a soft click, its lock secured to prevent any possible intruders. It'd been a while since Nanaya was guaranteed any fun, and he'd take whatever precautions needed, despite the obvious lack of people left in the building.

Even from his current view of her Nanaya could see how attractive the woman was...okay, maybe the tiny bit of spittle at the corner of her mouth wasn't that hot. The light snoring did little to feed the imagination...not to mention that she had a total case of bedhead despite the lack of a bed but-- ' Pretend she's a slut that just got through with a fuck,' Nanaya told himself mentally, smirking when Chihara moaned and shifted slightly in her sleep. A relaxed arm drooped from the desk to her lap, giving the Shin a partial look at her chest, which was currently squished between her body and the desk.

Licking his lips, the young man drew his sai and stabbed them viciously into the floor, tearing a six foot long gaping hole in the realm of light. A low hiss drifted from the malevolent blackness, eight scythe-like appendages hooking into the ground closely followed by the four wriggling, reptilian bodies to which they were attached. Almost immediately upon full entry the creatures started, one of them leaping for the slumbering dame with an indescribable ferocity.

With a curse Nanaya darted forward, twin needles piercing where the creature's kidney and heart would be had it been a normal animal. The Kokuchi dissipated with a horrid shriek, its death knell a warning to its remaining brethren.

" THAT was not what I summoned you for, understand?!"

The trio of shadow creatures seemed to flinch as the enraged Shin spun on them, hissing their understanding softly, heads bowed slightly in submission. Nanaya sneered, agitated at the actions of the reckless Kokuchi. If he had wanted the bitch dead he'd have killed her himself!

" You're here for the same reason I summoned you... fourteen nights ago...," Nanaya declared with a sudden grin, already feeling his body begin to stir. As he spoke the final specks of light that had fought valiantly to pierce the curtain covering the room's wide window died out, leaving the room in total darkness. The Kokuchi's normally agitated hissing softened almost to a satisfied purr; finally they were in their element, the world of shadow.

" Nh...hmm?"

The intruders froze at the soft moaning sigh that suddenly permeated the room. Slowly Chihara's head rose from the desk, eyes cracking open blearily as she awoke. The woman's brow immediately furrowed, confusion swaying her head from side to side. Hadn't she just heard someone talking? Where the hell was she anyways?

Blind hands slid wearily over the desk she'd been resting upon and she sighed with relief at the telltale shuffling of papers.

" Ah great...looks like I fell asleep again...crap..."

Figuring the fleeting voice she'd heard was merely the two students she'd bound to desks earlier, she took her time in finding the switch to her desk lamp. Yawning, her eyes squeezed shut tight, she flicked the switch.

" Ah~hh...sorry Asamura-kun, Nikaido-kun...I overslept a little. You're free to go now."

A heavy silence greeted her instead of a smartass remark about ropes and she cracked open an eye, peering past the gloom at the quartet of shadowy figures whose eyes had given her their full attention. A kokuchi, partially shielding it's eyes with a bladed forearm, hissed at her lowly, baring it's shadowy fangs in a malignant snarl.

" What the fu--," Chihara's eyes widened before dulling with irritation," I gotta get a cup of coffee...that or lay off the diet pills..."

" Hn, 's about time you woke up. Now I can have some fun."

Chocolate brown eyes rose once again to greet the golden orbs of the psychotic Shin. She watched as he strode forward into the dim light, the decorative chains on his belt jangling lightly with every step. From his height and features, he looked no older than one of the students she taught everyday. The battle scars he sported and the crazed grin, however, immediately told her she'd be better off not assuming he was as obediant as the little school kids that tramped daily through Kiriba's halls.

Despite his obvious...mental instability...what was even more disturbing was the trio of undulating creatures behind him. What the fuck were those things? Why had'nt the kid been injured or at least run away yet?! Those things looked savage.

" Ah, hey kid, get over here now, we gotta get away from those things!" Chihara was on her feet the moment her head cleared. She went as quickly as she dared around her desk and gripped Nanaya's forearm tightly, backing cautiously towards the door. Maybe if they didn't show the creatures their backs they wouldn't give chase. If they didn't make any sudden movements they'd be fine, right?

Nanaya scoffed," Kid? You got it a little twisted, see," skilled hands snaked sideways, gripping Chihara's wrists in a painful embrace, " me and you? We're staying right here."

" What are yo--"

The older woman's look of shock as she was dropped from eye level with the boy to a horizontal position on the floor did not go unnoticed. With a knee firmly in her back, he wound fingers into her hair and pulled, the savage yank igniting sparks of pain at the base of the woman's skull.

" Y'know, killing can only do so much. After a while it gets boring...so I spice things up every now and then, and guess what? You're the closest thing I got to a pepper."

The chuckled words and accompanying lick to the shell of her ear sent pins and needles cascading down Chihara's spine.

" K-kill...?"

" Yeah, you know? Stab stab? Screaming? Bleeding? The thing where you make other people die?"

With a barely visible flick of his wrist the blue haired young man gave his summons permission to step forward. The three creatures hissed excitedly, their presence at their master's side almost instantaneous. Nanaya stood from his kneeling position quickly, far too fast for Chihara to even form the thought of rising in an attempt to escape. Before she was barely able to realize the absence of extra weight she was lifted by a pair of strong arms, her legs and arms splayed and secured as she reached a near standing position.

" W-what the hell...who the hell are you?!"

The woman's eyes blazed with anger and confusion as she glanced at her bound legs and arms, only to see a Kokuchi, its wide mouth gaping in a mocking grin, flexing its now serpentine arms to better impede her struggles. Chihara glanced at Nanaya once again and was completely dumbfounded to find him snickering.

" Ah, thats no way to talk to a kid...quit being such a buzz kill."

The words ended with a playful lilt that seemed horrifically misplaced for one with such a revolting scowl. A sharp snap startled Chihara into realization; she was going to die.

Almost immediately she began to thrash, ignoring the stinging pain in her cheek in a wild attempt to break free. Her resistance didn't last long. With a feral growl Nanaya crushed the air from her lungs with a blow to her abdomen, slamming his fist into her jaw afterwords with bone jarring force. Chihara's head spun, her vision reeling as she choked back a cry of surprise at the sudden agony blossoming in her left thigh.

Nanaya yanked back his hand and grinned as a keening whimper escaped the woman's lips. He licked the bloody dagger slowly, letting the thick, salty liquid coat his tongue before placing it neatly back into the gaping wound. Another, louder cry nearly sent him into a frenzy. A moments thought prompted him to wriggle the piece of torturous steel...

...ah...

...there it was.

Knife cut into broken flesh ever so slightly, quadrupling the already existing pain, and causing Chihara to scream. The Shin's grin widened into a full blown expression of sheer madness. She was almost ready to give him what he needed.

" S-stop, stop! Please!"

Another, harsher movement was her reward; a twist that sent fire coursing through her leg, thrilling the nerves so badly that the entire appendage began to quake.

" Heheh...scream it a little louder and maybe i'll let you go, huh?"

The obvious lie Nanaya uttered was useless; Chihara had already begun to shriek out at the top of her lungs.

"Stop! Oh God, stop, please!"

The pain inflicted seemed to give her a sudden boost of energy and she thrashed again, this time pounding into her tormentor's temple with her own skull. Nanaya hissed, scowling as his fun was momentarily interrupted.

" You... dumb BITCH!"

If Chihara thought being struck by the maniac's gloved fist was painful, her opinion quickly changed as the heel of his boot met her face with a sickening crack. She was surprised when she realized she was still capable of sight; in all honesty she'd thought she'd died of a broken neck so forceful was his blow. A strangled yelp issued forth as he mercilessly gripped her swelling jaw, forcing her hazy eyes to focus on him.

" I was just gonna fuck you and then kill you...but you just went and made things ten times worse."

A flash of silver and the brunette found herself shivering from the sudden chill. Nanaya gripped at a tattered piece of her shirt and pulled, tearing the fabric completely from the left side of her body. Chihara grit her teeth, glancing at what remained of her long sleeved tee as it hung uselessly from her right wrist. A sudden pause in the Shin's movement made her lift her head slightly. Maybe he was going to let her go? She could barely fight back a sigh of relief as he took a few steps back. He...he'd let her go...find someone else--

Snap! went Nanaya's fingers in the temporary silence. The two remaining Kokuchi hissed, reminding Chihara of their existence. Even the one standing behind her, holding her still, saw to it that she'd been unwise to forget. She cried out as the creature's tentacles tightened painfully at her wrists and ankles, nearly cracking the bones. Bladed arms became a blur as they mutated, molding themselves like putty in the hands of a child. Where razor sharp scythes once were wriggled tentacles, twins to the shadow creature subduing their master's prey.

" So slut...ever been fucked by Kokuchi before?"

Twin orbs of shimmering brown widened in terror. She could pretty much guess what he meant by 'Kokuchi'. The victim's lips quaked as she sucked in a shaky breath and shook her head slowly, not in answer but in protest.

" N-no you...you wouldn't dare," came the barely audible, horrified whisper.

Snorting playfully, he shrugged his shoulders," Well of course not, dumbass, i'm not a Kokuchi, I wouldn't be able to 'dare' in the first place. These guys on the other hand," a silent gesture was made towards the waiting creatures," seem pretty damn ready to screw you into next year."

As if to confirm the young man's words, the shadow lizard nearest Chihara used its newly created appendages to free her of her midnight slacks. She winced as surprisingly cold air bit into her skin, the wound smarting horribly. She was vaguely aware of the fact that the dagger was no longer embedded in her flesh.

"No…," she rasped, barely even aware that she was speaking again. "No, please...plea--"

" Have fun."

"No. No! Get away from me! S-stop...!!"

Chihara's cries were about as useful as trying to fight a wildfire with a garden hose. Within seconds of receiving Nanaya's permission the Kokuchi were upon her. The woman's milk white bra and panties were torn away at the seams by determined coils. The brunette decided she'd never heard a more disturbing sound in all her life than the sickening -riiiiiip- of her precious undergarments. The mere thought alone of what these...monsters...were about to do to her made her stomach churn.

Nanaya's brow twitched slightly but he kept up his sickening grin. The woman he'd chosen wasn't as...well endowed as the ravenette he'd seen earlier...but at least she had something. Though she wasn't as big as he would have liked, she was surprisingly shapely beneath all those clothes she'd wrapped herself in. His attention drifted from the delicious red streaming down her left thigh across the nest of black curls between her legs, up to her terrified face.

" Tsk, tsk. You're not a natural brunette? False advertising," he mocked, enjoying the shuddering whine that escaped her throat as a pitch black tentacle snaked between her legs and rubbed at her folds. As the tip of the appendage poked curiously at her pink flesh, the Shin bit back a small gasp. The look of horror Chihara sported had him throbbing, hurriedly undoing his pants to relieve himself of the binding pressure.

" Ah~hh...that's better, don't you think?," came the quiet sigh, the young man's erection cradled in his now gloveless hand.

A piercing shriek thrummed in his ears as the impatient Kokuchi inserted its extension as far as it could into the woman's body. She was sobbing now, grunting with the effort of trying to close her thighs. Nanaya would have mocked her further, told her struggling would have been of no use, but he found the sight too arousing to risk missing her expressions with meaningless banter. The woman could feel herself weakening, both from exhaustion and fear, but she continued to struggle. This wasn't happening...she wouldn't let this happen...she could'nt.

" ...t-take it out...please...p-please...," even her voice had weakened, straining as she tried to pull away.

Nanaya gave a humorless chuckle, glancing pointedly at the Kokuchi until it inserted a second tentacle into the woman's unwilling hole. Wow. He'd never seen anyone buck that high before. The Shin watched, stroking himself roughly as his victim's strength seemed to make yet another appearance. Chihara wailed in pain, writhing madly against the creatures holding and violating her. She'd have bitten them if she got the chance; anything now to get away.

The Kokuchi with its wriggling tentacles buried deep within the woman's moist pussy squirmed eagerly, enjoying the way she tensed and moved. It was soon joined by the third and final shadow beast, snake-like coils of black winding around Chihara's breasts, plundering her throat, poking mockingly at her wound. The tentacle thrust into her mouth and retracted gently in a twisted parody of a passionate fuck as she gagged and thrashed. For every tear she shed Nanaya stroked himself closer to completion. A final tentacle forced its way into her overstretched orifice, tearing the delicate walls, sending thin rivulets of blood down her inner thighs. Just as Chihara's keening wail was choked off by a thrusting coil, Nanaya ordered them to stop. He'd not allowed himself to come just yet, he wanted her body to finish it for him.

In moments the woman's back was turned to face him, her body tilting forward until she was spread-eagled face down on an invisible bed. God how he loved those Kokuchi's tentacles. Spittle spilled from her mouth as the tentacle retracted, allowing her to suck in much needed air.

" Feels good don't it? I bet you love it...just like three huge dicks rammed into your slutty little cunt all at once."

Chihara grimaced and seethed angrily but dared not speak for fear of encouraging him further. Her brow furrowed as she glanced back beneath her body and immediately paled. From her angle all she could see were his boots and pants but it was clear that her body had been leveled with his waist area. She gulped and trembled, squeaking in fear as he suddenly kneeled down, a hand resting on her thigh, to greet her with a childish smile.

" Hey there.," he chirped, unnaturally gleeful for a homicidal rapist. His hardness was in full view, standing against his stomach. His hoodie and shirt had been removed, decorative belts and chains now hanging over his shoulders like an athlete's towel. Standing, he rounded the woman's suspended body, examining the contents of her desk with a mild curiosity. A brow raised slightly as he picked up a beautifully crafted piece of glass.

" A paper weight huh? Hmmm...and its in the shape of a Kokeshi doll...," Nanaya's muttered thoughts ended in a devious snicker. Once again he kneeled, this time near the woman's face. She turned her head, thinking he was going to try and force her to give him oral, and blinking in confusion when he waved the object before her eyes.

" I bet you use this for more than just holding down papers, huh?"

Chihara turned her head slightly to give him a searching stare, finding nothing in his expression but sadistic pleasure. He stood, brushing his penis against her cheek on purpose on his way up, before disappearing from her immediate line of vision once again. The woman groaned, sighing with relief as the wriggling in her body ceased, the tentacles withdrawing slowly. She was able to see him yet again as he sat behind her, hair brushing dangerously close to the bleeding hole between her thighs. The boy gave her a wide eyed grin, lifting a hand slowly in a rude gesture and then poking the offending finger into the stab wound in her thigh. Chihara cried out at the first touch, her eyes burning.

" Aw, don't cry...I can make it all better..."

The woman's creamy thighs jerked towards each other as an ice cold intruder brutally rammed it's way past her reddening petals. She screamed until her throat felt raw, the excruciating pain of feeling her walls tearing even further nearly sending her into unconsciousness. Nanaya laughed as the thick paperweight was finally forced to stop, the only evidence of its existence being the bulbous head that topped the doll like a door knob. He licked the blood from his finger and was on his feet again, fully disrobing as the woman continuously cried.

She didn't even notice he was naked, didn't register the cold chain looping itself around her throat until it was pulled, cutting off her scream of agony at the feel of her anus being invaded so ruthlessly. Nanaya moaned, shivering with pleasure as he felt her clench, rimming him from tip to base as he pulled the chain taut. She let out a stuttering choke, her face already red with strain as Nanaya's length began stabbing into her abused body.

" Erotic...asphyxiation...," he groaned softly, pressing in even deeper at her wheezing cough," I bet...you beg for this when you...fuck all the men you can find..."

The chain was momentarily loosened, allowing a few seconds of desperate gasping before being drawn back again. Chihara, dizzy with pain and lack of air, began to see tiny spots floating across her vision. Though she silently prayed to pass out, to just faint and possibly never wake up again, her body denied her the reprieve. She gasped and whimpered, his rocking thrusts jerking her body back and forth, her breasts swaying painfully. Nanaya went on for what felt, to her, like hours, fucking her, suffocating her, releasing her, repeating the process a merciless number of times before finally succumbing and coating her torn and bleeding insides with a brief gush of his pasty white fluids. Once he pulled out of her ass she went slack, gasping heavily as the chain fell to the floor with a startlingly loud jangle.

Finally it was over.

" Ah...fuck...," she heard him gasp out, saw him slump back into his sitting position behind her on the floor. Excess blood and semen dripped from his half hard cock. To her horror, his hand wandered from his knee down to his member and began to pump, slowly bringing him back to full length. Chihara's teeth were bared as she both snarled and tried to hold back a sob of disbelief. He wouldn't! Not again!

" Get...away from me..."

The Shin's blue brows rose in slight surprise as he gave her a fleeting glance.

" Nope," came his simple reply. A string of obscenities flowed from the normally docile school teacher's mouth, her tears starting anew. Again she felt the sharp, burning pain of entry. But Nanaya had yet to move.

A wide grin crept it's way across the boy's face as he watched tentacles of his summons wind their way around the woman's body, invading any hole they could find. They even took advantage of her womanhood again, ripping the makeshift dildo out with a sickening pop to plunge inside. Nanaya didn't even make an attempt to move, he enjoyed the view he had far too much. One hand continued to bring him pleasure as he slid the other along the inside of Chihara's legs. Such a soft...vulnerable...area. He applied tiny, meaningless pinches here and there, stroking the jucture between thigh and crotch, stroking the bloody lips. Even with the tentacles fighting their way inside he still had a pretty good view of her body, fingertips skipping happily over to the tiny bundle of nerves to play.

" Hey...Chihara was it? I bet you love it when guys fuck around with this thing, huh?," he muttered, pinching lightly at the woman's clit, watching her shudder.

" D-don't you...don't you FUCKING touch me!"

" Whoa! Hey now, such language! How the hell'd you get a job around kids?"

The Shin's nails bit into the nub of flesh, tugging and twisting jerkily. One of the Kokuchi's insistent hissing broke through Chihara's sudden bout of moaning like a knife through butter.

" Oh, already?"

The woman froze, alarmed. " W-wha...what's it doing...?"

Nanaya grinned, rubbing the nub again. " Waddya think? You got about...twenty seconds to make a few guesses..."

Brown eyes widened a fraction before the bruised body above him began to squirm. "No! You can't! Please, not inside! No--" A tentacle silenced her pleas. The boy watched, amused, as the thick ropes around the woman's body seemed to convulse, bubbles traveling along their lengths from beast to woman, almost taking the appearance of a snake swallowing its prey whole. As the 'packages' finally reached their destination, Chihara tensed and let out a muffled shriek. The tentacles currently occupying her bodies' orifices had stretched them far enough; three in her womanhood, two up her ass, one in her mouth...she'd even had smaller ones shoved up her nose, their blunt tips tickling the back of her throat. Despite the near impossible stretching the creatures were hoping to accomplish they pushed on, forcing wider her makeshift entrances until she shook violently in their grasp. Chihara's eyes squeezed shut tight as the monster's seed was finally able to slip through.

Nanaya could'nt help but laugh. He could practically hear their release as they jettisoned their secretions into the woman's womb. He knew they'd released their eggs into her, listening to the soft 'pats' every time one dropped into her stomach. The woman gagged, eyes bulging slightly as she fought to swallow the large sphere currently blocking her throat, unable to retch it up because of the invading limb. She felt as though someone had dropped a bag of polished stones into her stomach, the objects sliding against each other as they settled. It took two minutes for the creatures to finish, thirty seconds into the time, however, had left Chihara's body dripping with excess fluids. As the eggs collected inside her they pushed out a creamy purple substance that seemed to glow faintly in the dim light. Nanaya scooted away slightly, not really liking the idea of being sprayed with the Kokuchi's bodily fluids as they spurted out of her around the tentacles.

" Hey, looks like they're done. Had fun?" The boy's hand rubbed impishly across the backs of her thighs and buttocks lightly. Kokuchi tentacles withdrew obediently at his command, the only trace of their existence being the fluids that continued to drip from the violated holes. Nanaya gave Chihara a falsely reassuring pat on the back, chuckling lightly.

" Bet ya never had it like that before huh?"

The woman didn't answer, merely stared at the floor, breath coming in ragged pants. She winced slightly when he pulled her head up by the hair at the back of her neck to glare at her for ignoring him, but said not a word.

" Fine." Tossing her head back down he paced for a few moments before stopping a few feet away from her right side, drawing the belt slowly from his shoulders. His grin had returned; she hadn't seemed to notice his actions. Perfect. With a lazy air he drew the strip of studded leather along his own naked body, shivering at the pleasant coolness, before lifting it and bringing it down hard on the woman's back with a sharp slap. A sneer found it's way to his lips as she jerked and cried out, tensing at the unexpected pain. As the leather struck again and she squirmed he let out an amused laugh, giggling as he lifted the belt high above his head.

" Damn slut, you should see how fucking stupid you look right now."

Chihara's teeth ground together, pressed so firmly she was sure they would break. She hated him. With every fiber of her being she loathed his existence; his voice, his actions, even the way he breathed. At that moment, as the studs bit into the skin of her back creating burning whelps, she could think of nothing more satisfying than tearing his throat out with her teeth.

Another snap of the belt brought another clenching of the woman's muscles and, along with it, enough pressure to push Kokuchi eggs from Chihara's rectum. Nanaya paused, blinking a few times, before grinning widely. He watched, fascinated, as the round black and purple spheres were forced out and dropped to the floor with a succession of splats. The shadow creature's eggs were a lot softer than he'd thought they were as they broke upon impact with the floor, a few of them breaking inside before their glowing contents leaked out after a number of seconds.

" Hm...lift her. I want her kneeling."

Nanaya had just gotten a most wicked idea. The woman, bruised, bleeding, and exhausted groaned in despair at the implication of even more of this unbearably humiliating torture. She'd nearly grown tired of struggling, squirming feebly as she was lifted higher into the air and turned to face him, her ankles pulled back as she was again at a vertical standpoint. She watched him, transfixed, as he held up his hands which were crackling with energy. Right before her very eyes weapons, sai if she was correct, materialized above his outstretched palms from seemingly nowhere. He turned one of the weapons point side down and rammed it into the floor, releasing the hilt once the center prong and two side prongs looked to be about the same length. With his freed hand he picked up the chain that he'd dropped earlier, smiling as Chihara was brought back down before him on her knees. Her incessant struggling was useless as he fastened the chain around her neck as a makeshift collar, tying it in a slipknot to give himself the pleasure of choking her at will.

" I bet little miss slutty Chihara's a champion rider, huh? Why don't you give me a little demonstration?," he taunted lightly, tugging her towards the sai embedded into the ground. Immediately the brunette resisted. The young man grinned, pulling only enough to let her feel the restriction of the chain on her airways, making her tremble.

" C'mon, its not like you don't want to...," again he tugged and again she resisted, earning an annoyed glare. " Alright fine. I gave you the chance to be a good little slut and crawl over there and fuck yourself on my sai, but I can see we're gonna have to do this the hard way."

Chihara cried out in alarm as she was again lifted by shadow tentacles and levitated over to the weapon. Her eyes widened, breath quickening as she was lowered at a seemingly leisure pace, her violated sex positioned directly over the awaiting pole. She twitched, biting her lip as the tip pressed against her...and she was abruptly dropped, body weight impaling her fully.

Chihara screamed mindlessly. The wood was hard, mercilessly so, jabbing excruciatingly into her sensitive inner walls as she reflexively clenched about the intrusion. A vague thought of it feeling longer and rougher than it looked crossed her mind as she unsuccessfully tried to lift herself off and was forced back down. Nanaya laughed.

" See, I knew you were a whore! Riding that stick like it was a fucking horse."

The Shin chuckled, pulling the 'leash' cruelly to make her rise in an attempt to gain slack in the chain before forcing her back down with a foot to her shoulder. He watched her sob as the tool reached deeper and began popping the eggs laid in her body, a steady stream of blood and ink pooling around her knees and his feet. Letting the unused sai blink out of existence he freed up the hand not holding the chain and used it to guide his cock into her gasping mouth. Her eyes shot open, surprise and horror etched into her features as he used her hair to force her to service him.

" I didn't say stop riding slu--agh...AAAAAAH!!"

For the first time that night Chihara smiled...or rather smirked. She looked devilish as she licked her lip, watching as Nanaya stumbled back and crumpled to the floor, holding his now bleeding erection. She'd bitten him...hard. 'Serves the fucker right.'

Nanaya writhed, squirming but unable to alleviate the pain. That stupid bitch! The nerve of that worthless fucking woman! He'd kill her! He'd gouge her fucking eyes out and slice the smirk right off her fucking face! He gasped and dug his nails into the floor, crawling a few steps before stopping to even out his breathing. His scrunched look of agony turned to a murderous glare and then a blood freezing sneer. Again he faced her and again he spoke.

" You stupid cunt...you really do have a death wish don't you? Fine."

Wobbling to his feet, Nanaya had his Kokuchi gag her momentarily and plant her on the hilt of the sai as firmly as possible. Chihara couldn't move an inch, her fearful yet hateful glare boring holes into the Shin's face as he made his way towards her. She could feel his hot breath on her face as he crouched and grinned not even a full two inches from her own face.

His fingertips touched the blade of the weapon and as the Kokuchi began forcing her to ride the weapon again at a brutal pace, Chihara wished she were dead. Even hell would have been a better place, with all of it's flesh devouring flames and bone crushing rocks, than this. The woman howled in pain at the feel of her soaked tunnel being drilled by an electric needle. The shocks traveled their way into her womb, making her feel as though a fire had been set inside her body and was torching her from the inside out. Her entire body coursed as the voltage was increased, Nanaya pouring all of his anger and sadistic desires into his fingertips to inflict the most brutal torture he could think of.

" You like that, huh?! Fucked by a generator, feeling your fucking insides sizzle?! COOKING?!!," he yelled, taunting her over her screams as he jabbed his other sai into the Kokuchi gagging her and sacrificed the beast in order to channel electricity down her throat as well. It didn't take long for the woman's eyes to roll back into her head, the orbs beginning to fry just as the nerves in her brain were blown by the vicious current . She was dead but he was mad with power and the buzzing didn't stop until her body was charred. As the horrid stench broke his concentration he stopped, shaking himself like a dog ridding itself of fleas. He was slightly amused to see the white spot crackling on the surface of the electrified corpse; in the midst of all that screaming he'd managed to get off without touching himself and he hadn't even noticed.

" Well fuck...," he sighed, standing slowly and wincing as his sore penis brushed against his thigh. The Shin redressed, growling slightly when he had to rip the chain from the neck of the burned corpse before fastening it back onto his pants. Once fully clothed he ordered the remaining two Kokuchi to move her body so that he could retrieve his weapon and, with one last glare at the smoldering face and smoking eye sockets he retreated through his hole leading to the world of shadow, the body and stench of death and sex left behind for the students of Kiriba to discover in the morning.


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" Where have you been Nanaya?"

" U-uh...around...?"

" Wrong answer."

The blue haired young man gulped, shaking in fear as he was approached by the former shadow king. He trembled pathetically, backing away from Homurabi until he was tripped by Shiki's foot. The mischevious boy laughed at the horror stricken look on Nanaya's face but quickly backed away from where he was; no way was he going to be anywhere near the unfortunate Shin once their leader unleashed his wrath.

Nanaya gasped, flinching as he was lifted from the floor by a powerful grip on his throat, the only thing in his line of sight being his master's sadistic grin. As the raptor-like nails began to dig their way into his skin he panicked, reaching into his pockets for anything he could find to distract the man with. With a shudder he held out the object, fighting not to drop it.

" H-hap-py b-b-birth d-day...!!," he managed to squeak out, nearly sobbing with relief as he was dropped back to the ground.

Homurabi's eyes widened as he stared down at his hands. " I-is this what I think it is?"

Nanaya nodded vigorously, having no idea what the crazy man was talking about but hoping he was pleased with whatever he thought it was. His heart nearly exploded when the man squealed with delight.

" A Kokeshi doll shaped glass dildo?! C'mon Hiryu, lets go!"

The remaining four 'children' watched, stunned, as Homurabi dragged the woman away. Sawaki's eye twitched.

" What the hell...just happened...?"

" HEY! Its not even his birthday!," came Lulu's idiotic outburst, her feet stomping in a childish display of anger as Nanaya fainted clear away.

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* Kiriba: The name of the private school that Akira, Kengo, and Aya attend.

* Sixth period: I don't know for sure, and it probably isn't important. All I know is Aya was seen chasing the boys after the sixth period class and i've only seen Chihara-sensei thank her for retrieving them so far.

*Advance History Class: Once again, I dont know for sure, I just made it up.

Well, there ya have it. Yes it ended, I just don't think it deserves an "Owari". Owari sounds...happy. This fic dose'nt deserve such an ending. Nope. Wait...then what'd I just do...

Yeah, I don't know about winter in Japan but where I live the sun rises around 6 o'clock a.m.and sets around 5 o'clock p.m. in the colder months. Yes, Nanaya revels in the freakishly early nightfall of the winter months.

Hmm...Nanaya...maybe I made him a little too sadistic...then again he comes off as a pretty sick dude...to me anyways... >>'''

Sorry about the tiny little bits of sad and fleeting attempts at pathetic humor ::cough::friskyShirogane::cough:: I could'nt help it. Forgive me? I know you people hate the epilogue because I hate it. ::stabs self::

As a very unimportant sidenote, has anyone else noticed Akira's pencilbox/bag in volume 1? It says Monochrome Factor. You can see it right after Kengo appears for the first time and they both get caught by Chihara-sensei. I just found that mildly interesting.

Reviews? Flames? Requests? Give me something or i'll write Homurabi/KokuchixAkira! Im serious! I...i'll...damnit that'll be hard even for me, the author of this lovely little bit of fucked up shit...ugh...

Yes, I love Kokeshi dolls. :)

Ja for now lovelies.

~Wirp