Before we start this chapter here's a warning:

Topics of R*PE

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Flashback:

Kokichi made his way to the back of the club, completely intoxicated and beat. Despite his blurry vision, he still managed to find a wall he could rest on using the navigation of his hands. His breaths were heavy, and he could barely exhale. All there was to it was inhale, inhale, then ex... he was so out of it.

His chest was puffing up and down and his eyes were wattery from the vision. However, he still managed to occupy himself with a half drank liquor bottle in hand. He leaned his head back, letting it graze against the brick wall in the alleyway. He continued to slump down against the wall until his ass was touching the floor in a buckled position. He brought his knees to his chest, and his arms to his knees, resting his head on both.

He coughed an unsettling amount of coughs, letting out all of that toxic air before taking one huge gulp of liquor. This wasn't helping him, it was only making things worse. Just then, a tall slinky man made his way up to him. He lent a hand out to Kokichi requesting to pick him up. Kokichi refused, looking down at the floor only. He wasn't gullible enough to accept the hand of a stranger while barely sober.

But that didn't stop the stranger, nothing would. He decided to take matters into his own hands. He yanked Kokichi up, causing him to yelp and drop the liquor bottle in his hand.

"Hu-,"

"Are you lost? C'mon, let me take you to my place it's right down the corner," He suggested, dragging Kokichi by the arm as he resisted.

Kokichi vigorously shook his head and tried to back away. Passer-by's began to grow suspicious of this situation, watching a hesitant male try to escape from the others grasp. Although he received all these looks, nobody came to his help. The stranger; having felt that all surrounders were now skeptical of him began to grow more strict.

His grip on Kokichis arm tightened and he pinned him against the wall. This caused people surrounding them to take action instantly, although they were as drunk themselves; seeing as this is in the setting of a club.

"Hey! What are you doing with that young man?" One passer-by who seemed to look like a grandfather protested.

Sweat began to run down the strangers face as Kokichi still struggled in his grasp, still barely able to move his own legs. He thought hard of an excuse, any excuse that could drive him out of the suspicious situation.

Instantly, he insisted, "Ahh, this is my brother. He seemed to be really drunk so I wanted to return him home."

Although, this statement was very unbelievable; seeing as the two didn't even look alike, the grandfather had poor eyesight and couldn't see the flaws. He nodded and walked away, losing all suspicion. The stranger poured a sigh of relief and began to drag Kokichi to his car.

"Wai- no...," Kokichi moaned, kneeling onto the floor to get the strangers hands off of him.

"What are you doing!? Get moving, would yuh?" The stranger whisper shouted.

Kokichi struggled and struggled again. He couldn't even see said stranger pulling him into the darkness, for his vision was all too blurry. If the stranger did anything to him, he wouldn't be able to decipher his face for the police.

"Please...," Kokichi whispered once again, now eagerly in pain and only wanting to get out of this situation.

He began to shake his hands vigorously, pulling the stranger along. The stranger pushed him onto the ground, 'self defensively', and grabbed onto his shirt.

"Get erff... of- *hic* miee," Kokichi snapped, pushing him away.

By this time, the stranger wouldn't budge. He went for Kokichi's neck, choking him and aiming for him to pass out so that he had full control. Kokichi began to cough, really loud coughs and shook his head in agony. He could feel his breaths and his eyesight begin to cease as the stranger continued to squeeze on his neck. Desperate, he clawed and clawed on his arms, trying to get the stranger off, but he was all the more stronger than him, especially in this drunk state. Through a bit of hesitation, he kicked the stranger in the crotch, which finally set him free.

The stranger eagerly yelped, jumping off of Kokichi in pain, and holding onto his crotch. Kokichi crawled away; his walks having been too wobbly to be possible. He held onto his neck, practically feeling the marks of the strangers hand engraved into it. Now, his breaths were slippery and barely even on beat. Behind him, he perceived the huge steps of the stranger reviving once again. He instantly gave up and slumped his body onto the ground, clutching onto his stomach. There was no use in fighting anymore, he was far too drunk to even move correctly. The smell of alcohol was in the air and biting at him. It was annoying.

The stranger; having sensed how beat up Kokichi was, lunged at him, still holding onto his own crotch. He grabbed Kokichi's arm and used his other hand to grab and grip onto his waist. This made Kokichi wince in pain as he turned his head around, squirming his legs.

"Ok doll, that's it~," The stranger angrily whispered into his ear. "We're going home now..."

He bit onto Kokichis ear before pulling away with a smile; having felt too accomplished he was finally able to take a hold of the boy beneath him. Kokichi had just obliged at this point, he could barely even move or get out of the others grasp.

The stranger slugged him over his shoulder and headed straight for his car.

Time skip because I find r*pe utterly disgusting and would hate to get into the details of it

The stranger zipped up his jeans and began to make his way out of his bedroom door to prepare himself some soba after another one of his satisfactory nights.

Kokichi, now fully sober, laid on the strangers bed realizing all that just happened. He began to put on his clothes as well, tears still full in his eyes. His hair was all over the place, and messier than usual, and his breaths were only heavier. He didn't even have the energy to run out of the house and escape for his ass hurt like hell. He just wanted to go to sleep and rest for the next upcoming day. And luckily, after a few minutes, he did.

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"So that's what you do at night whenever I'm not around! You go fucking around with other men at the night club!" Kokichis boyfriend hollered.

"You don't understand... I was r*ped! Have you ever taken the chance to believe that I might be the victim?"

His boyfriends hands balled into fists as his face got red in anger. He just couldn't believe there'd ever be a situation where his boyfriend was the victim. And from experience, he knew Kokichi was a liar.

"Don't give me that bullshit!" He yelled before backslapping him.

Kokichi was shocked but still expected just this much of a reaction from his boyfriend. It was getting normal. He held the place where his boyfriend slapped, his breaths getting heavier by each second. His eyes got watery as they always did, and the place where he was slapped began to grow red. He slowly backed away as his boyfriend threw more and more slurs at him.

His boyfriend grabbed him by his hair, shaking his head and practically yelling into his ear.

"You slut! You WHORE! When will you ever learn to stop spreading your FUCKING legs!?" His boyfriend growled before giving him one last push into the wall.

By this time, Kokichis boyfriend got up too close to him so that they were now nose to nose. Kokichi could practically feel his breaths hitting his face. He clutched onto his boyfriends hands that were still on his hair, trying to pull them off for it hurt all too badly.

"I'm sorry... I swear, I'll never do it again! Punish me however you want, I'm a useless slut!"

"I am...," his boyfriend replied, slowly getting up in anger. "You're grounded from eating for four days. And if I catch you eating...," He said as a threat, waiting for Kokichi to catch the message he was trying to convey.

Kokichi hastily nodded and got up from the wall. His boyfriend didn't even have to finish the sentence, he already knew what he was going to do.

It was just another one of his toxic diet weeks.

Here goes nothing.

Word Count: 1497

Mind you, I'm deleting the 'CHAPTER DICTIONARY' feature as I begin to use less long words. I just don't want to confuse you guys with unecessary literature.