Hello, again. I'm very sorry for taking so long to update. With school being out now, I'm hoping I'll be quicker in updating.

Tsukune slowly awakened from his sleep. The first thing he saw was Mizore, still asleep with the tip of her nose touching his. He smiled and watched her for a moment. Her pale skin glistened in the sunlight that leaked into the room from the window. A strand of her purple hair hung above her eye. He moved it to the side.

He didn't want to wake her up, but she had missed so many days already that it wouldn't be a good idea for her to miss any more.

"Mizore," Tsukune said quietly, not wanting to scare her awake. "Hey, it's time to get up."

"Hmmm," she mumbled and stirred awake.

"Good morning," he said.

"Tsu.. Tsukune?" She stammered.

He nodded in acknowledgment.

"So… yesterday really happened?" she asked, her voice trembling slightly.

"Yeah, unfortunately, it did," Tsukune answered.

"It's strange, like it was all a hellish nightmare," a tear leaked from the corner of her eye. "Except I can't wake up from it."

"Hey," Tsukune wiped the tear away. "It's okay. No one will hurt you anymore. I promise."

Tuskune pulled her against him so her chin rested on his shoulder.

"When Kotsubo tried to… you know, I had no one was there to comfort me or help me get past it. I felt like no one cared about me and that I should just disappear." She pulled away and looked into Tsukune's eyes, with tears building in hers. "So thank you, for staying with me. You make me feel like that someone really cares."

"You're welcome," he replied as he wiped her cheek of a tear sneaking down her face.

The two of them laid there for a moment, just looking into each other's eyes. It was as if there was no one else on the planet. Time had frozen and all that had happened, every bad thing had never existed, disappeared for a brief second. Suddenly, the alarm clock next to the bed started to go off. Tsukune and Mizore blinked and looked away from each other, both blushing profoundly.

"Umm," Mizore stammered, "you should… uh go and get ready for school."

"Yeah," Tsukune agreed. "I guess I should. I'll wait for you outside of class ok?"

She nodded. "Ok."

Tsukune got up and went to the door. He peeked out and checked out the halls. He didn't want to see him coming out of her room and get the wrong idea. When it looked clear, he turned back to look at Mizore. He smiled warmly and waved goodbye. Mizore waved back and Tsukune left.


Mizore stood up from the mattress and went to her closet. She took a clean change of clothes and underwear and headed for the showers. It was still pretty early, so there were only a few of other girls out there, but she didn't see Moka or Yukari or Kurumu. Mizore was glad of this. She didn't want any of her friends to see her in the shape she was in.

She reached the girls' bath and shower room. Mizore look at herself in the mirror. Her eyes were blood shot. Her face was covered in dirt, and so were her clothes. She noticed a spot on her neck hidden under her shirt. She pulled the fabric back and found it; a circular puncture about the size of a nickel. It was red and scabbing over. The sight of it brought the memory of the attack raging back into her mind:

Can't move; can't get away. It's hard to breath. I can feel him on me. In me. My vision is hazy. I can't see his face. He whispers in my ear, 'Yea, you're my bitch now, you little slut. Does it feel good? You feel real good, but damn you're cold. Don't worry; I'll warm you up real quick.'

She began shaking again and felt the tears building again. She tried to hold it back, but couldn't help but let a few sneak out. She managed to shake it off for the moment.

She took a towel from the rack, picked a shower stall, undressed and started the water. The cold water would've made anyone else jump, but to her it was the most relaxing thing in the world. She cleaned her hair and body, spending a little longer on certain parts of her. Mizore leaned on the wall, letting the water run down her back.

How could I have been so stupid? She thought. Why did I go with him? I should've known better. I should've felt something was wrong. Why didn't I fight back? If I had known he was going to…

Mizore heard the bathroom door open. Two girls were talking outside her door. She knew them.

"No, I haven't seen Mizore since she ran out of the lunchroom yesterday," she heard Moka say "and I'm getting worried."

Yukari was there too. "You don't think she hurt herself do you?"

"I hope not. Hey have you seen Tsukune?"

"No, not since he went after Mizore."

"I hope there all right."

"Me too." Yukari replied.

A knock sounded from the stall door.

"Excuse me?" Mizore gulped. She heard Moka's voice muffled behind the door.

"Uh, someone's in here," she replied, trying to sound like anyone else besides herself.

"I'm sorry to bother you, but how long will you be?" Moka asked her.

"I'm not sure; just use one of the others."

"Oh ok, sorry to bother you."

"It's allright." Mizore said.

She waited a moment, holdin her breath until she heard two stall doors shut and water starting. She let out a loud sigh.

I can't let them see me, not after this. Not yet. I'll get cleaned up, go to class, and then…

She froze in her thoughts. What do I do after that? It's not like I can forget it ever happened. I never will. What do I do now?

Mizore stayed in the shower until she was sure Moka and Yukari weren't going to walk out and see her. She turned off the water, grabbed her towel, dried herself, put on her clothes and left the bathroom.


Tsukune waited outside the classroom for Mizore. He stood staring blankly at the closed classroom door, his thoughts swimming around in his head.

I can't let this go unnoticed. I've got to tell someone a teacher, the principal. But if I do that, then this guy could come after her again, and this time he'd have backup. I can't let him hurt her again, but if I don't say something it's going to keep eating at her for the rest of her life until she…

He heard someone coming his way. He turned and saw Mizore, her eyes keeping to the ground.

"Hey, you're looking better," he said taking notice that she had showered.

"Looks can be deceiving." She replied. She stared at the closed door. Her hand started to tremble. "Will he be in there? What if he tries to…"

"Hey,"Tsukune grabbed her shaking hand. "He won't hurt you. Anyone who does what he did to you is a coward, and if he did try to hurt you in there, he won't be able to, because I won't let him, and neither would Kurumu and Moka."

Mizore looked at him a moment and nodded. "Ok."

The moment of 'there's no one else in the world but us' came back. The two of them stared into each other's eyes. It was a sensation Tsukune had only ever felt with Moka, but now he did with Mizore.

"Tsukune…"

"Mizore…"

The two started moving closer and closer to each other, their lips only a short distance from each other.

"Ah, there you two are," someone said out of the blue.

Tsukune and Mizore jumped back away from each other in shock. In the now open doorway stood Mrs. Nekonome.

"Oh, hey, Mrs. Nekonome," Tsukune said.

"Oh, was I interrupting something?"

"What uh… no, it wasn't like that, uh, no?"

"Nice save," Mizore muttered.

"Well ok then, come inside and take your seats please."

Mrs. Nekonome went back in. Tsukune looked at Mizore. Her hand was still shaking a little. He squeezed it gently.

"Do you want me to go in first?" he asked her.

"N-no," she answered. "No, I will."

"Are you sure?"

Mizore gave a small, reassuring smile and nodded. She sighed and walked into the classroom. Tsukune waited a moment and then entered as well. As he headed for his seat, he scanned over the whole class. He focused mainly on the male students, a few of which caught his eyes and gave him confused looks.

One of these guys attacked Mizore. Now I just have to figure out who it is and then… and then we'll see.

Sorry this is kind of shorter than the first chapter. I promise the next one will be less short. If you have any suggestions or just want to tell what you think, please leave a review and I'll see you guys later.