Rurouni Kenshin Fan Fiction ❯ Trick or Treat ❯ Strangers in the Night ( Chapter 3 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Frikkin hell, I hate computers. So, I added some reviewer responses to the end of this chapter the other day. And after doing that, I could no longer access this chapter...or the rest of part one!! I tried on three different computers and got a big fat NOTHING!! Thankfully I had printed it out a few months ago. Of course, since the time I'd done that and now I had added to the end of part one and now I have to try to remember what I'd written. No biggie, it'd only taken me weeks of wracking my brain to come up with a decent end. AARRRGGHHHH! So, updates will be slower as I have to retype the entire frikkin thing. Not to mention I'm not actually done with part two yet. Sigh, I'm sure at least some of you can relate.

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Indeed, the night had been a success. None of them had won a prize, but Sanosuke had fooled the Kenshin-gumi. And the fact that he made, quite frankly, a sexier woman than Jou-chan was the icing on the cake. He was so absorbed in his internal gloating he failed to notice the hungry eyes watching him from a nearby alley.

The leering face that suddenly appeared in front of him snapped him out of his reverie. He scowled a bit and tried to step around the pock-faced stranger, but was thwarted when the man moved with him, blocking his way.

"Well now." The stranger ran his eyes over Sano's body. "What have we here? A pretty young thing out here all alone. Tsk, tsk. Missy, don't you know the streets aren't safe here at night?" He smiled, showing crooked, discolored teeth.

Sano stepped back with a grimace. `What a creep.' "Get out of my way."

Pock-face smiled again, though it didn't reach his eyes. "Hey now." He said, raising his hands up in a falsely placating gesture. "No need to be so hostile. I'm just trying to be friendly." He took a step toward the young fighter, who stepped back warily.

"I don't need any more friends."

"That's a real shame `cause you look like the real friendly type." He took another step forward. "In fact, " Step. "You look like the kind of girl we really like." Step.

Sano had been backing up with each step by the leering stranger. `We? Uh-oh.' He suddenly realised he'd been herded towards the alley mouth. `Aw, shit!' Footsteps from behind caused him to snap his head towards the sound. A greasy haired man launched himself from the darkness to grab Sano, pinning his arms to his sides. A dirty hand was clamped over his mouth before he could shout.

"Mmmmpphh!"

Pock-face raced forward and grabbed Sano's legs around the knees. The two of them hauled the struggling fighter into the dim alley with some difficulty. Even hampered by the restrictive kimono he was still very strong and they were having a hard time keeping a good hold on him. He should've been able to break free soon. Unfortunately for Sanosuke their two companions were waiting for them in the alley.

He found himself held securely by the three others as Pock-face leered at him once more. He reached a grimy finger out to trace Sano's cheekbone. "Now, why don't you show me just how friendly you can be, hmmm?"

Sano's eyes narrowed. "Phrk-goo." he muttered around the hand.

Pock-face smirked evilly. "That's not very ladylike sweetheart." He leaned in until they were nose to nose. His fetid breath was hot on Sano's face. "Let's put that pretty mouth of yours to better use, shall we?" He licked his lips hungrily.

Sano's eyes went wide in horror. `He's not going to...' The hand disappeared and was replaced by a foul mouth, as Pock-face pressed himself up against Sanosuke, grinding his hips into him. He fought the urge to scream, as that would give the disgusting tongue licking his lips access he did not want to grant.

Sanosuke tried to wrench away but to no avail. The tight confines of the kimono combined with the restraining hands clamped around him made escape impossible. Pock-face continued his unwelcome assault on Sano's mouth, trying to force his tongue past tightly closed lips. He continued to rub himself against Sano, pressing him into the men behind him, who also ground themselves against his trapped body.

Sanosuke was thoroughly disgusted. The smell and feel of the unclean men against him made him sick. `Ugh! Filthy pigs!' It nearly made him ashamed to be male. He had to get away, and quickly. When they discovered he wasn't a woman, he knew he'd be beaten severely, and most likely raped anyway. As groping hands began tugging on his obi he redoubled his efforts to escape. He tried to kick out but was unbalanced by the unfamiliar sandals and voluminous cloth, and only succeeded in nearly toppling over.

Pock-face roughly grabbed a fistful of hair at Sano's nape and yanked his head back, elicting a pained cry from the young man. His attacker took the opportunity provided to thrust his tongue deep into the startled fighter's mouth.

Sano gagged as the sour taste of old, cheap sake filled his senses. The hands holding him tightened as he struggled furiously to escape. He was desperate to get away. A half-formed idea began to emerge and he latched on to it. As much as the thought revolted him, he tried to pretend defeat. He stopped struggling and willed his body to go slack, trying not to vomit at the feel of the slimy tongue roaming through his mouth. Pock-face thrust forward eagerly, sweeping his tongue across the roof of Sano's mouth. He repressed a shudder and tried to remain limp in his captors' arms.

After what seemed an enternity, he felt the hold on him loosen, and hands began to roam over his arms, hips and backside; squeezing and groping. The sickening tongue licked the roof of his mouth once more.

`It's now or never...'

He bit down, hard. Pock-face shrieked in pain and flung himself back from Sano's face.

"PHUGGIN BIDTH!!"he screamed, spitting droplets of blood.

Sanosuke snapped his head backward against the man behind him, connecting with a loud "crack!", sending the man staggering back. The other two tried to reestablish the iron grip they'd had, but before they could, he launched himself forward hoping to bowl them over and make his escape. As he lunged toward what he hoped was freedom, his sandal caught the edge of a rock and his foot twisted sharply, sending him crashing sideways to the ground. He found himself on his stomach, pinned under the men at their leader's feet.

The pockfaced rapist wiped the blood off his mouth harshly. "No more fucking around."he growled. "Undress her."

Clammy hands began to slide the kimono up his legs. Sanosuke lashed out wildly, trying to buck the men off him. "NO! Get the fuck off me!" `Oh shit! Oh shit! Oh SHIT!'

"Hold her down, dammit!"

A hard punch to the back of his head had Sano seeing stars. He still struggled until a vicious kick to his temple sent his senses reeling. His vision tunneled down to a pinpoint and his ears rang. He could barely hear the men's voices buzzing unintelligibly. He moaned helplessly as his head spun, too dizzy to do more than try to crawl away. He barely made it a foot before passing out.

"Get that damn kimono off her so we can enjoy our new `friend'."

A steely voice cut through the darkness. "I don't think so."

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I am an evil bitch, an evil evil bitch! (dances madly) Hah! It's finally my turn to use the hated cliffhanger! Mwah-hah-hah-ha cough*hack*wheeze... I need to work on my diabolical villian laugh.

Tea and cake for everyone who got the guest partygoers right (Kagome (or Kikyo) and InuYasha, Tien, Goku, and Yamcha, and Miroku my favorite lech). The SaiSa fanfic referrence was for "The Akebeko's Good Service".

Sasuke89; Thanks! I hope you enjoy the rest of it too.

Zerianyu; No review is pointless! As for the dictionary thing, I know not everyone has a huge vocabulary. I just think if you're going to write a story you should at least try to not make grade school spelling errors. I hate seeing a good story ruined because the author doesn't know the difference between `waist' and `waste'.

Ima Pyro; Great name! Glad you like it so far, I hope I don't disappoint.

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