Shinozaki Ayumi was just leaving the school around five at night, thanks to a student council meeting running long. It was around the time of year they tried to figure out the class trip and some students would always bring up old issues such as dress code and class events. They had a duty to go through each one and discuss them, though. As tedious as it was, as class representative of class 2-9, she had no choice but to stick it out. Still, she wished girls would stop complaining about skirt length. Really, their dress code let them wear shorter one's than a lot of the school's nearby. She stifled a yawn, the heavy breath causing a cloud of cold air to puff out of her mouth. She really couldn't stand winter... too cold and the days were too short. It was only five and yet the sky was dimming and streetlights were already on. The cold air felt like it was seeping down to her bones. She couldn't wait to get home to some warm soup and a cozy blanket.

"That's her, right?"

"Mm, yep, that's the target boss told us about. What dumb luck... She's by herself, too."

"Heh, what an easy job... and we'll get one hell of a reward."

"Pretty skinny too... but her tits could be bigger."

There was quite a chatter about the van, all excited for the great pay off this simple job would get them. All, but one. He was particularly quiet, trying to blot out their voices. He... was never proud of doing stuff like this... In fact, he felt completely like the scum he was, but no matter how much his conscience screamed at him, it didn't matter. He couldn't stop. After all, his financial position was just as awful as the others', so he was driven to a point of desperation. Then again, he couldn't say that was the sole reason... These crimes were heinous, and even though he didn't join in on the extra activities, he let them happen, which may have been just as bad. But if he didn't comply, and lend these bastards his strength, Miki would...

The van stopped sharply, but he was used to it, so it didn't knock him off balance. Everyone was preparing to get the drop on the girl, him included. "You ready, Kishinuma?" asked one guy, named Gato, with a sneer. The delinquent always made him somewhat on edge, and the fact that Kishinuma was always so quiet didn't help his nerves. It could safely be said that everyone was weary of Kishinuma Yoshiki, since his participation was by some sorts of force, but people had to get along with him. He was undeniably powerful, and while that put their leader on edge for usurpation, he was a valuable part of their operation. He waited a moment, but wasn't surprised by the lack of response.

Soon, the small girl was in an ideal position, which was four guys' cue to launch out of the back of the window-less van. One caught her and put a hand over her mouth, the others lifting her from the ground so she couldn't fight them away. They quickly moved her into the van before any witnesses caught them, then she was passed to Yoshiki after the doors were slammed shut and the van started moving again, as if nothing had happened. Sorry... it's nothing personal..., Yoshiki thought with a grimace, one arm wrapping around her to hold her in place as his other hand pressed a wet cloth against her mouth. He... really didn't like doing this... But he was in deep, and backed into a corner...

It was the last thing she would ever expect. Ayumi didn't even pay any mind to the van, or really anything around her. She wasn't focused on her surroundings. Her mind jolted in confusion at the feeling of a hand shooting around her mouth. Her body went stiff with fear, the attempt to make any noise muffled by the man's hand. She didn't even get a moment to move or try to fight as she was lifted off the ground. She squirmed and wriggled to no avail, the men were strong and easily overpowered any actions she would even try. Panicked tears quickly rose to her eyes as terror coursed through her veins. She couldn't even think as her entire mind pleaded for her to get away. She really had no power over anything happening though, her weakness so apparent as she was easily handed off to another person. She moved to scream as her mouth was released for the brief pass off. A wet cloth was against her mouth before she could utter a horrified noise. She tried to jerk her head away from the soaked fabric, the smell burning her nose and the realization what it would do made her sick with fear, but it was no use. She felt herself become dizzy, her body unresponsive to her desire to try and fight them off. Her eyelids suddenly felt too heavy, her mind too clouded, and finally, her body went limp.

Yoshiki had the same sinking feeling in his chest that always made itself apparent whenever the girls would go limp. He held back a sigh, slackening his grip on her, since she obviously wouldn't be fighting back anymore. He remained in a state of apathy as the others celebrated over an easy job, and began to get riled up over the perks of kidnapping.

The trip back to the hideout was a lengthy one, but no one was bothered by the long ride. Though once they had made it back, including the walking part, which he had to carry the girl over his shoulder, he placed her down on the floor. He could at least control his treatment of the victims, so he didn't use any unnecessary roughness. He chained up one of her ankles, as per routine, stepping away and shutting the steel door. The place girls were kept reminded him of some sort of medieval dungeon, and the treatment was just as bad, maybe even worse. He sighed, running a hand through his hair. He hated this...

He walked back to where the other members of their 'group' hung around, including their 'leader', Koga. He leaned against the wall with his eyes glanced to the side, refusing to mingle with the others. As he thought, his mind began to process what the girl had actually looked like. The uniform... was Kisaragi's, a school he had only been in for a period of a few days before dropping out. She was small in every sense of the word, but such lacks in physical attractiveness wouldn't stop the other men. Though, she seemed... frail... and he found his mind worrying over what would happen to her... They would break her... His eyes narrowed slightly, his entire mind going anxious with the thought of whether or not he'd do something this time instead of standing back idly.

Koga was celebrating the success, since every mission always had the chance of failure. With this one, they were guaranteed a good profit. Whether it be from her parents or some pervert with way too much cash, he didn't care. The only thing that mattered in the end was the money finding its way into his pocket. "So, how is she look wise?" Koga asked, trying to figure out who he should send her profile out to first. First, he had to figure out how much his customers were willing to pay for her. Then, he'd send out a ransom that was a much larger amount than the highest bid, and if the family couldn't get the money together, too bad.

"Eh, titless. Doesn't really look 17... hell, she's wearing her hair in twin tails," Ito scoffed his quick examination of the girl. He obviously wasn't too impressed with her, but they had plenty of other girls to pick from so he wasn't too sore.

"Well, we'll be able to find some bidders," Koga said, not worried about that. There was always some guy out there willing to purchase any type of girl. What they used her for wasn't really any of his business. He just sold the goods. Although, he wasn't above using the 'goods' to satisfy his own needs. "Her family should be able to cough up enough ransom, though, if they're as rich as the report said," he mentioned, a smirk on his face. Rich girls were always fun to deal with.

"I wonder how much we'll snag for her...," Gato wondered allowed, rubbing his chin as he fantasized over the money they'd all get a cut of. She wasn't really his type physically, so he couldn't say he'd be in on the extra perks. After all, they had other girls who were actually sexy, and had already been stretched out. Eh, he was certain she was a virgin, and that just wasn't something he liked, even though a big percentage of guys were turned on by the fact.

Tanaka chuckled in a low tone, sinking further into the couch they had at one of the walls of the room. "It doesn't really matter to me. You know, we've never had a girl so small," he mused, a glint in his eyes, "I'd like to see what kind of fun we could have with her."

Yoshiki's stomach turned at the comment, even though it wasn't an odd remark. He... had to do something this time... It would in no way make up for his actions in the past, but he didn't want to see the light drain from another girl, especially this one. She seemed much too innocent... Though, keeping her safe from the others meant he may have to participate... Or rather, keep her to himself. It wasn't favorable, since he didn't want to hurt her, but he definitely couldn't stop the sexual activities altogether. He didn't have that kind of influence. In fact, he was pretty closely watched. So, instead, he'd protect her from ones who would otherwise be cruelly rough with her. Of course he'd feel awful about it... but it would be better for her in the long run... at least he hoped. After all, it's all he could manage to do for her.

"Ha, if you're into that type, Tanaka, go ahead," Koga snorted lightly. He already knew she wasn't the type that would get him hot and heavy. He already had his favorites who knew what to do when he came around. He didn't feel like having to break in another girl to his liking. "A tight pussy doesn't mean much to me if she doesn't have the body to go along with it," he remarked with a smirk. He glanced over in the location the Shinozaki girl was thrown into, realizing it had been awfully quiet. "Shouldn't she be up by now?" he questioned irritably. He kicked off the wall, heading in the direction of her cell. She better not have somehow died on them or he'd be furious.

Ayumi had groggily come back to consciousness, her head spinning. She felt so disoriented, but the moment she had a grasp on what was happening, she was flooded with panic. She tried to move, the clanging of metal brought her attention to the chain on her ankle. She didn't even know what to think, confusion and fear clouding her senses. Her breathing quickly became erratic and out of control, the ability to speak or scream leaving her as a panic attack took control of her lungs. She was soon coughing and wheezing, her small frame wracked by the painful reaction. Tears quickly flooded out of her eyes as she was too horrified to think what was going to happen to her. As worries of murder and rape entered her mind, her breathing only worsened.

Tanaka wasn't deterred from his opinion as Koga pointed out her lack of breasts. The tighter, the better, for him. As Koga walked towards her cell, his close companions followed suit, plus Yoshiki as he had to jump into action if they tried to pull anything so soon. As they approached the door, he already felt bad for her, hearing her panicked wheezes. Gato sighed, looking in from the window. "This rich bitch is already close to going unconscious. You may want to rethink, Tanaka. She won't last a minute of pounding before passing out," he said, rolling his eyes. Tanaka just gave a small shrug. "We'll see," he replied with a mischievous smile.

Koga was irritated at the girl having a panic attack. He has seen them before, but most the time girls just screamed. Although, admittedly the panic attack was a bit easier on his ears so he probably shouldn't complain. He shoved anyone in his way aside from the door as he swung it open. The girl jumped at the noise, her eyes were hazy with fear. Koga smirked, an exhilarating rush pulsing through his blood at her intimidation. "Now, now, no need to get so worked up," Koga remarked as he looked down at her. He moved forward to grab her, but she jerked back against the wall. He just chuckled lightly at the weak attempt. He grabbed the front of her shirt, the smallness of her tits very obvious at that moment. How sad to be an A-cup.

"G-get off me!" she managed to choke out between horrible choking noises. She only heard the man's cruel laughter as response. She was trembling from a mix of fear and desperation for air. Her lungs were burning, and her eyes wet. She made no movement to support her own weight on uneasy legs, leaving him holding her as her feet slumped against the floor.

"Ahaha, you really don't want to try giving me orders," Koga hissed at her, a sinister smirk curled onto his face. He would normally hit anyone who tried to command him to do anything, but she was new and they still needed to get photos of her to send out. So, unfortunately he couldn't prove his point too well.

Tanaka and Gato followed Koga inside, but kept a distance as they watched with sneers. Yoshiki just stood at the doorway, leaned up against the frame. He kept his expression apathetic, despite the other guys' amusement at Koga's roughness with her. They always found it fun to watch newcomers attempt to sass Koga. After a few days, once they got pictures for the ransom and bidding, she'd learn to just shut her trap.

Yoshiki, once faced with the sobbing girl, had to glance away, an immense guilt settling over him, as always. Only this time, it was a girl from the school he used to attend... It didn't help that he still wore the uniform, just because he had little clothes that fit him. The name tag had been removed, though, since any of the victims knowing any of their names was forbidden. They all weren't particularly friends, and they didn't really pretend to be. So they all knew if one was caught, they'd rat them all out, one always taking the rest with them if they got caught. So there was a strict rule about disclosing your name.

"B-bastard," Ayumi sobbed angrily, an intense hatred balled inside her chest. She didn't know what was going to happen to her, but she had a good idea of what it may be. And all these men just watching it happen... it was sickening. Disgusting. Vile. She gasped as he shoved her hard against the wall. He released her shirt, forcing her to either stiffen her own legs or collapsing. She would rather be standing at this point than on the ground beneath him, so she forced her shaken legs to straighten up and hold her. She didn't get a moment before her hands were gripped tightly in one of his large hands.

"You're so fucking lucky I can't hit you right now," he snarled next to her ear. As used to as he was to the attitudes and names, he never wanted to give the girls the impression they were allowed to look at him with anything but respect. He wished he could knock her around a little... Ha, he'd just have to prove he was wielding the upper hand. His free hand grabbed under her skirt, roughly tugging down light pink panties to midway on her thigh. He took two fingers and shoved them into her entrance. She let out a cry of pain, the impact too rough and dry.

Ayumi felt sick at the invading fingers, touching somewhere no one else has before. It ignited a flame in her stomach, but she couldn't do anything about the rage. Her sobs only worsened as he tugged them out with just as much roughness. He sneered at her, snapping her panties back up. "You really shouldn't tense so much. It'll just make it hurt worse," Koga advised with a small, deep chuckle. She couldn't respond, and she really didn't want to. She was beginning to feel dizzy, the lack of proper breathing getting to her.

Koga glared at her, dropping her hands and stepping away. Ayumi's legs gave way as soon as her arms were released. He watched as she sunk to the ground and felt pretty satisfied at the submission. He figured she'll be very easy to break.

Yoshiki felt a horrible sickness as the girl cursed at Koga, knowing there would be some sort of punishment. And since he couldn't hurt her yet, there was only one other thing... He turned his head and narrowed his eyes as Koga stripped her, flinching at her cry. Currently, he really couldn't do anything. There was the problem of Miki... The last thing he wanted to do was to drag her into this. And another was, while he could beat Koga, his strength and recklessness would only go so far. After all, it would be one against the rest of the gang, if Koga started losing. His plan was to ask for the girl, and since she held little physical traits, and the fact that the group may think he was finally enjoying this, she might be handed to him easily... Probably not forever. Others would be angry, and everyone took whichever side he wasn't on, so Koga would eventually find his 'hogging' illegal in the group. What he'd do then?... He'd figure that out when he got there.

Koga found little interest in sticking around the girl any longer. Her reactions weren't particularly interesting or amusing. Since he didn't plan on taking her for himself, he didn't see any reason to stick around. He turned around and shoved back Yoshiki to get out of the room. He wasn't very much a fan of the bleach blonde, the balance in power between the two was uncomfortably on Yoshiki's side. While he seemed to dislike the job, he did it well enough that Koga wouldn't go kicking him out for no reason. Though, Koga was admittedly worried about him getting sick of following his instructions one day. He was never really sure how to deal with him, though he liked to keep him under his thumb as much as he could.

Yoshiki made a small grunt as he was pushed against the door frame. As much as it pissed him off, he had to be submissive, especially now since he sort of had to be on the best side of Koga as he could manage. Following like mindless ducklings, each one of the groupies who had entered the room shoved him aside, as if they actually needed to. He aimed a small glare at Tanaka, as he was the last to pass him, and not a threat at all to spray some venom at. He gave a remorseful glance to Ayumi before shutting the door, moving to lean against the wall next to the door. He sighed, moving his hand through his hair. He had a feeling this would get him into deep shit, but he couldn't just stand by anymore.

A little while had passed before Yoshiki managed to bite down his anger long enough to initiate a conversation with Koga. He normally didn't talk to anyone, but it had to be done to 'mark' the girl as his territory, if Koga even allowed it. His acceptance of the idea was a painful long shot, and even worse, he may have to kiss his ass a little, but his determination flared earlier at her cry, knowing what sort of pain anyone else here would put her through. He approached Koga with his normal, blank look, with his hands in his pockets. "Hey. I know it's pretty strange for me, but could I be given a reserve?" he asked, though it being 'strange' was an understatement. He never participated in the group sessions either, so asking for dibs on a girl was practically out of the question when it came to expectations from him. He was mostly banking on this shock factor, that Koga may let him just because he assumed he was finally being overcome by lust and greed. Basically, giving the impression he was even more under Koga's control.

Koga raised an eyebrow at hearing Yoshiki's voice, a rare sound to be heard. He was always quiet and glowering at everyone, not that Koga minded his silence. He'd always have the upper hand because of his followers, and Yoshiki's antisocial tendencies just made it easier. The next odd thing was the actually content of his sentence. This was a first. Though, it may be showing some progression towards assimilation with the group. It made him a little nervous, though he'd never show any anxiety. But, it had to happen at some point. Being around this amount of girls in the context they were placed in, he could hardly believe Yoshiki managed to hold out for so long. "Matters," Koga said vaguely, his eyes narrowed at Yoshiki. "Who you have in mind?" he questioned, genuinely curious to see what girl finally managed to catch Yoshiki's attention.

Yoshiki paused for a moment after he was asked who. To be so inactive sexually, and pick a girl like this, he would never hear the end of it. But at least no one would find it suspicious. After all, different strokes for different folks. "The new girl," he said firmly, showing no hesitation or any shifty underlying reasons. Since his choice was unpopular with Koga himself, he felt pretty confident about getting her as he kept thinking about all the factors on his side. Still, there was a chance of failure... In which case, he was going to have to choose a completely different plan, if one was even available to him.

Koga looked at Yoshiki strangely, finding it very odd that after waiting all this time, he wanted the scrawny new girl? Weird, but he really didn't give a crap who she went to. Still, he wasn't so sure he wanted to fulfill Yoshiki's request, just out of spite. He really couldn't stand him, so it would be pretty damn sweet to reject the inquiry. It was so rare for Yoshiki to ask for anything, though, he had to see how it went. "I promised her to Tanaka," he said flatly. It wasn't a rejection, quite yet.

Yoshiki had to hold in any signs of anger or agitation with Koga. He knew he was doing this just because he didn't like him. After all, Tanaka hadn't talked to Koga about the girl up to this point. It was solely out of spite... but he couldn't say he was surprised. Koga hated him with a passion. "Is that subject to change?" he asked, his tone suggesting they strike a deal of some sort. Knowing Koga as much as he did, though that fact was unpleasant, he had anticipated he'd want him to grovel for it, or do some sort of thing that made him feel even more like the alpha male.

Koga had a small smirk on his face, obviously enjoying this already. It was rare when he got to hold his position over Yoshiki's head, since he normally stayed out of group politics. "It might be," he responded vaguely, his eyes narrowing. "For a price." There weren't any real crappy chores to force him to do, so he figured he should get what he liked most out of this. Money. Even if Yoshiki didn't have much to give, Koga would happily take the amount he could get. The girl would be proving to be quite profitable already if Yoshiki gave in to the deal.

Yoshiki held in a groan at his proposition. He was already rough on money... but he guessed this was sort of his big choice. Selfish or selfless... He had already come as far as to ask Koga, so there was no going back. He didn't want to hear that girl in a lot of pain... so, he had to give in, even if it would squeeze him even tighter in his corner. "How much?" he asked, his expression unwavering. Koga probably didn't expect to milk much from him, but he was certain he'd take him for almost everything he had. It'd be extremely hard, but his conscience already felt a little better about himself, and how he was at least handling this girl.

Koga looked thoughtful at the question, running numbers in his head. The reasonable amount to ask for would probably be around a hundred dollars. It wasn't like she was a high-class girl with huge tits, plus, she seemed like she'd be squirmy and annoying to try to fuck. But, he wasn't going to be reasonable to Yoshiki. He let the silence go on for a few long moments as he pretended to calculate the amount in his head, even though he had already settled on a number. And if Yoshiki didn't have the amount, oh well. "I'd say 350 sounds goods," he declared with an unfaltering smirk. He highly doubted Yoshiki had such money on him, so he couldn't wait for him to be shut down by his low income.

Right when he heard the number, Yoshiki knew he was being cheated. But, again... he had come too far to give up on the Kisaragi student. His heart already felt responsible for her. Through his work, which had been through about three years, along with the income from this shameful business, he probably had enough in his bank account. Dammit... He found it impossible that he could live off of the physical money he had with him, but... he had to. He already held too much determination to let her slip from him. He reached into his pocket and pulled from it a small check book, since he definitely didn't carry around that much in his wallet. He moved over to a table that was set up, taking the pen from it. He wrote out the information, tearing it from it's holder and passing it over to Koga. "Happy now?" he asked, trying to keep his tone level, even though the money in hand shouldn't even take into account his attitude.

Koga's smirk couldn't be wider as he was handed the check. He didn't know Yoshiki was into the loli-type girls, but if he was willing to go this far for her, he'll have to keep it in mind. He always liked to have something to hold over everyone's head to keep a healthy dose of fear. Although, he technically held threat over that little sister of his, it was always nice to have something in the immediate vicinity. "Thrilled," he responded with a sarcastic edge. "Well, she's all yours. Have fun," Koga told him, his attention on the check. Heh, he couldn't wait to cash it.