Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Love and Hardships ❯ Surprise ( Chapter 6 )

A/N- Okay I'm not going to say much right now because I can't believe what I am about to write. Just read it.

Disclaimer- I own Hala and Ghalib, that's it.

Warning- Vivid rape, and language.

Chapter Six

Surprise

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I was afraid you'd hit me if I'd spoken up I was afraid of your physical strength I was afraid you'd hit below the belt I was afraid of your sucker punch I was afraid of your reducing me I was afraid of your alcohol breath I was afraid of your complete disregard for me I was afraid of your temper I was afraid of handles being flown off of I was afraid of holes being punched into walls I was afraid of your testosterone

-Alanis Morissette (Sympathetic Character)

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Hala's eyes opened wide as what Ghalib said sunk in. She tried to move her arms and legs so she could run but found that she was already paralyzed. They were miles away from anyone so calling out wouldn't help her and she was certain Hiei hadn't followed them this time. She knew he wouldn't want to risk her anger. She wished now that she had never asked Hiei to repeat what he had mumbled at the party. If she hadn't he might have been here to stop Ghalib. She could now smell his putrid breath above her and his hands began to explore her body. "No," she said, her plea falling on deaf ears.

He slipped his hands up her shirt and squeezed her breasts, disappointed when she didn't perk in arousal. With one hand focused on his belt the other lifted her skirt above her thighs. Belt undone, Ghalib lowered her panties past her ankles and then tossed them aside. He then spread her legs wide. To Hala it was as if she were watching a bad movie. However she knew it was real when she felt the wetness of Ghalib's mouth cover her.

Hala wanted to retch in repulsion but she could hardly even breathe. She looked away from the gruesome scene. She felt his tongue within her and again she almost puked. While she couldn't see it, in the silence of the country she could hear him slurping at her inner juices. She was staring West, watching the sun settle below the horizon they were blanketed in darkness. Ghalib stopped and licked his lips. "Mmmm," he moaned. "You taste good Hala." She refused to look at him, she had told him no and what he was doing was rape. She would not look at someone who stooped to rape just to get laid. "Talk to me bitch!" He was angry. When she still didn't look at him and remained silent he slapped her and brought her head up to meet his, pulling her by the hair.

Now forced to look at him she whimpered, "Please stop Ghalib. Please, just take me home and leave me alone." He licked her cheek. "You don't want me to fuck you Hala?" She tried to shake her head no and found that she couldn't even move that, however Ghalib got her meaning. He chuckled again and said, "You'll beg for more when I'm done." He dropped her head and she looked away again, not wanting to see what he was going to do. She still couldn't believe he was really going to rape her.

She felt him jam two fingers inside of her. Hala wanted to cry out in pain but swallowed her scream. His mouth kissed around her collar bone while his fingers pumped her. She flinched at this intrusion of her body. It hurt more as his fingers moved. Her virginal body was unused to this and it felt like a knife was inside her. She was losing her virginity in rape. Done with his fingers he licked them clean. He pulled his pants off and then his underwear followed. He was ready to make an added assault on her body. He positioned himself above her and she now met his gaze. Her eyes pleaded with him to let her go. "Stop Ghalib. Don't do this." Anger flashed in his eyes, but only for a moment.

Ghalib rammed himself into her, hard. Again it took all her strength to not scream in agony. However he saw the excruciating pain reflected in her eyes. The anger she had seen now changed to wicked satisfaction. He didn't even give her body time to adjust. He lifted himself almost completely out and then thrust forward again, even harder than before. Pain echoed through her entire body and her eyes clouded with tears. Again she had to look away.

The burning pain remained inside her. She had heard that after a while it wasn't supposed to hurt anymore but this did not hold true for Hala. Her pain only intensified. He rocked back and forth into her, pushing himself still deeper into her narrow channel, causing more pain. She burned in such a pain that her limbs began to ache as well.

He ripped at her and she felt something trickling onto her leg. Using what little strength she had she was able to move her head an inch and was able to see a large red stain setting in her skirt and running down her outer thigh. She was bleeding. His assault had literally torn her. He was moving harder and faster now, causing the blood to flow thicker and faster from her bruising body.

More tears clouded her vision and they ran down her face, cooling her burning cheeks. He slammed into her again, driving himself further into her. Hala wanted to scream but her voice had drowned in this disgrace. All she wanted to do was run from this monster she had so stupidly trusted. In the corner of her eye she saw her leg twitch in response. Ghalib was too occupied with his invasion to notice what she was doing. Hala attempted to move her arm and found she could stretch her fingers. She didn't have complete functions but she would soon, and then she could escape this.

Ghalib groaned in sickening pleasure above her as he spilled himself into her. He flopped onto her, driving what little breath she had from her body. The pain between her legs and inside her subsided slightly, no longer fed by his movements. Ghalib rose, the pain returned multiplied five times. He rammed himself back into her, laughing when he saw her flinch in pain. "Take that you teasing bitch. You're nothing but a little whore but I know you enjoyed it. If you're good I'll fuck you again." She almost shuddered at the horrid thought of him inside her once more, of him releasing himself in her again. He mistook it for a positive signal. "So, you want a round two?"

She glared at him. "NO!" Hala screamed in his ear. "You raped me you fucking bastard! I didn't want it the first time and I sure as hell don't want it again!"

He smirked and leaned his face closer to hers, "Well I can work around that."

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You will release your life/ Joining with the Goddamned world/ Of the dead and the lonely/ You'll never leave alive/ Now do you think you're too damn good/ For the killing kind

You will begin to cry/ Hearing the silence breaking/ You breathe, alive/ But you are alone again

-Disturbed (Breathe)

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Ghalib reached and lifted her shirt upward. He didn't take it off, the only clothing of hers that he had removed were her panties. He placed his cock in the valley of her breasts. Holding himself up with one hand he used to other to push her two mounds together and then thrust forward slightly, making her pump him. Hala was utterly appalled by this action but still didn't have enough strength to flee. He soon grew hard again with his motions and positioned himself above her to assault her inner body.

Again he slammed into her and began to rock back and forth, forcing her body to move with him. She assessed her arms again, she could move them fine but they were slow. Her legs were pained by his motions so Hala didn't even know if she could fully move them. Ghalib grunted as he continuously plunged himself into her body. Her pain increased, now worse than ever. If it increased any more she would faint in pain.

Hala felt detached from her body now. She was a spirit being forced to watch this grotesque scene from above. Now she was floating away, somewhere safe. A sickening pleasure filled sigh brought Hala back to reality. Her eyes opened as her entire front was covered as a sticky, warm liquid flowed over her. She realized that she must have passed out for a few moments. It appeared that Ghalib pulled himself out seconds before he came so as to soak her in himself. Hala knew that retching was only moments away.

Hala tried moving again and found that her motor skills had been fully returned. Ghalib busy above her, mumbling something and looking pleased with himself, didn't notice what Hala was doing. She waited for him to get in position. Ignoring the intense pain in her lower regions she kicked him as hard as she could in the balls. His scream made her feel almost happy. She sat up, dazed, and his quivering body fell to the ground before her. Hala stood, her legs wavering at first. Ghalib moved and said, "Hala, you bitch! I'm going to kill you now you fucking whore!" She kicked him in the balls again, loving the piercing scream he emitted. Hala pulled her semen soaked shirt back down over her breasts. She was anxious to get away. As she tried to walk away her legs quivered. She heard Ghalib groan and looked back, her eyes meeting his. His gaze had a promise of more rape, to be followed by death.

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I try to think about rainbows when it gets bad You got to think about something to keep from going mad I try to think about big fat roses when the ship starts going down But my head is wicked jealous Don't want to talk about it right now

-No Doubt (In My Head)

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A/N- I can't believe I just wrote that. I had to take a break while writing it because it almost killed me, what I did to Hala. Sorry all fans of Ghalib, and it's ironic because I read that Ghalib means conqueror, Hala means moon, I think. Well that scene is over, feel free to flame me if you hate what I did, I completely understand. I already said that they won't be taken seriously though. I swear what happened to Hala is important to the plot. So was Hiei not interfering. I'm going to start working on the next chapter now because I need a pick me up.

Eirwen Lai