After about three weeks, all of you had grown quite close, despite the differences and feuds along the way. Murisakibara and you loved sharing sweets and debating about which flavor or brand was better, and who annoyed you the most. For you, there was a boy in your class that wouldn't leave you alone and kept asking personal questions that you felt uncomfortable answering. Surprisingly, when you told Murisakibara this, the next day he went and approached the boy he had told you about. After that, the younger male stopped talking to you, and you thanked the giant violet-head.

Akashi had apologized and after that, everything, or at least almost everything, was better. You still had your differences, and you fought daily, but you were still friends. You had your own way of communicating without speaking to each other, and it really came in handy. He and you were never mad at each other for long, but the team had started keeping track of how many times you and him were right and wrong. You had a total of twelve times right and nine times wrong, and vice versa with Akashi. He didn't necessarily like that fact, but you were fine with being right more often.

The model, Kise, had been a bore at first. You didn't talk to him much because of his tendency to be annoying, but after a while, you had both started to actually talk. He called you _-icchi, and you thought it was kind of cute. He said that he only added the suffix to people's names when he liked them or thought they were close, and so you and him made a bond through that. You started to call him Ryou-kun, which many people were not happy about, but you didn't care. He and you went out a few times, and he even brought you to a photo shoot of his. All in all, you liked him a lot, despite what you thought in the beginning.

Midorima had been a tough one to crack. He was a bit rude at first, and you were confronted one day when you rolled your eyes at his superstitious beliefs. He and you had ended up going to his store filled with lucky items, and you decided that maybe it wasn't all that bad to have beliefs, but that was only because some of the things were really cute. He had gone home thinking that he had been right, but in all reality, you just liked the cute little stuffed pandas. After that, he had started bringing you your lucky items that he already had, and you hid most of them in your bag due to their silly appearances.

Aomine was a complete and total idiot. You had to keep a distance from him and his grubby hands because he wouldn't stop bugging you about letting him touch you. He thought that you were cute and you had to plead for Satsuki a few times to help, but most of the time the rest of the team kept him away. He wasn't all that bad, and was actually considerate and kind most of the time. He and you would hang out when the whole team was around, and you had played basketball with him once. He went easy on you, you were sure of it, but you both just did it for fun. No score keeping, just doing it for the love of the game.

Tetsuya, of course, you totally loved. Like a brother, you guessed. You would always hang out and walk home together, and it was fun being around him. You had managed to make him blush and show expressions a few times, and you inwardly high fived yourself for that. He was the only one besides Satsuki who you had told about what happened in America, and about your family. He understood and didn't judge you, along with Satsuki, and you appreciated that.

You had told everyone the situation with Jinko around the time that you could trust them with the information, and no one had given you a hard time. Akashi seemed a bit guilty, but you talked to him afterwards and you had both made up for good. Akashi had offered for you to live with him, but you laughed it off and told him that you were fine at the moment.

You had all made a bond, and no one was upset when Jinko had another party for you to attend. It was a major one, with his boss, so he had to be sure that everything was perfect, and that meant taking you instead of some other random girl. He sure as hell couldn't take a guy because his boss was homophobic, but he was happy to take you. He liked the fact that you were so grown up and never put him in danger of getting fired or humiliated, as that had happened before with other women he had used as dates.

This time, you were wearing an elegant lavender dress that flowed about you as you walked. It had gems up above where your breasts were, and your shoes were silver with little onyx accents. It was about seven when you both left to the party, and Jinko had already thanked you several times that night.

"It's fiiiinnnneee, there is no reason to thank me." He was such a worry wart, and he really had a guilty conscience whenever he made you do these things for him.

"Okay, okay… You promise it's okay?"

You hit him on the head playfully as you arrived to the house. It was large, and seemed as if it were made for gatherings such as this. There were pillars in front of the door, and the house was three stories high. It was huge, and you felt a little nervous.

Jinko got out of the car and walked around to your side, opening the door and helping you out. You took his outstretched hand and thanked him, and you both walked into the party together. You held onto his arm much like you have at all of the other parties, not letting go of him until you had to.

It was a longer night than most, seeing as Jinko had to stay longer in order to stay on his boss's good side. He didn't even think of leaving until you went up to him, seeing as he was drunk.

"Jinko, give me your keys." You said it in a calm manner and in his ear as his boss was having a conversation with another person. He just looked at you as he handed you the keys, a goofy grin on his face. "Mr. Hibinako, I'm afraid that we must leave. This gathering was absolutely wonderful, and I do hope you invite us again."

Jinko's boss nodded his head towards you two in acknowledgement. He went back to his conversation as you grabbed Jinko's hand, pulling him towards the door slightly. "We're going home."

He just shook his head as he and you exited the house, and you sighed as you realized that he could not drive the two of you home. You walked around to the passenger side, opening the door for Jinko. He got in, and you shut the door, getting into the driver's side and buckling both of your seat belts.

"Whaaddyaa doin, _-channn?" He drawled out. "We shtill have to bee at the partyy…" His expression turned into one of anger as he finally processed the fact that they were leaving. "Hey. I didn'tt shay wee could leave, I wanna go bacckk innn… Let me ooutt..!" He started trying to get at his seatbelt, but he was too intoxicated to accomplish anything.

"You're drunk, and we're going home. Now be quiet." You put the car in reverse and backed out, and you looked calm on the outside, but you were really freaking out. You had never driven a car before, and it was especially nerve wracking when there was a person in there with you. The trip was not a smooth one, but it was not overly bumpy either. It took twice as long to get back as it did to get there, even though the roads were nearly empty. You finally pulled into the driveway and sighed, parking and looking over at Jinko, who was now asleep.

You got out of the car, taking a deep breath as you examined the car just to make sure that it wasn't damaged in the slightest. You walked around to the other side to see that Jinko had fallen asleep, and you patted him on the side of the face. You were responded to with a groan and a few snide remarks, and you rolled your eyes as you unbuckled his seatbelt. He finally seemed to get the fact that you were trying to get him out of his seat,and he helped, though not much. You still had to half carry him in, until you were nearly to his room and he stopped to turn and stare at you. A shiver random your spine as you saw his expression.

He looked at you with empty eyes, something you had never thought the joyful and caring Jinko could be. His expression changed in an instant, one of sadness and anger as he looked at you.

"You... took me from himm... from Shou..."

You looked at him, confused, but then remembered... "That's Mr. Hibinako's first name... but... he's just your boss. He understood after you left." You were trying to make Jinko know that his boss wouldn't hold his departure against him. Yet, he still looked at you with disgust. No... would Jinko look at you like that?

"I left with some... girl... whore... he'll think I'm sleeping with a... a girl... you did this... you little..!"

You looked at him wide eyed as he left, stumbling into his room. You heard crashing noises, and you cringed as you walked in after him. The room wasn't all that bad; the only that looked off was the accessories usually adorning his dresser now on the floor. He was on the bed, sitting on the edge, his jacket and tie on the floor along with his belt and shoes. He looked up at you, glaring with his new found hatred over his boss. You came closer, eventually sitting on the bed next to him.

"Listen... you are drunk, and you would have made a fool of yourself. I'm sorry that I dragged you away from your oh-so-precious Shou-"

The sentence was cut short when Jinko grabbed you by your wrists and twisted you onto your back, so that he hovered above you, his mouth close to your face. You started to panic, struggling to get your hands free.

"If he thinksh I'm sleeping with the whore... why not jusht do it?" He readjusted his hands to pin down both of your hands with just one of his, and then stared down at you with distaste and... vengeance? You struggled yet again, but was surprised at the strength and regain of balance and mobility. He seemed much sharper than he had just moments ago, which scared you. You didn't know what else to do as he slid his hand up your thigh, getting closer and closer to where no one had gone before.

A/N: Okay so I have been totally on hiatus and I'm sorry for that, and also for the short chapter. But, in order for me to continue this, I need input so that I don't... hurt feelings, or make people hate this story. This might end up being a tragedy part, if I continue in this direction. However, there are many oportunities and different ways the story can go. Anyone can pm me and I will answer back, but if not, the story will continue on this track. Bye bye, until next time~