(This chapter will contain some mature sexual scenes, sorry if you're uncomfortable with such things and I can't exactly say that you an skip this chapter because it's related to the plot.)

(Y/n) skipped her way down the hallway with yet again a stack of papers nestled between her breast and forearm. Without noticing a pair of icy blue eyes watching her form descend down the stairs. Sighing Hiro laid his head back against the wall, never has he regretted something so much in his life. He really missed the young girls touches and soft shy kisses he would receive on the cheek, their small moments of love gave him so many emotions.

Although Hiro was already planning on getting his (h/c) beauty back he still needed to form his plan on the how to get her back, but unfortunately the various plans he thought of often resulted in her hating him more than he would have liked. Hiro leaned back into his little corner and took a swing of his bottle; if a passerby had seen him take a drink they would assume it's water, but no it's just vodka.

Hiro's hideout laid underneath the stairs leading to the third floor of the south wing of the school they had gone to for three years now, and for as long as he's adopted this spot only two people had known his whereabouts.

Him and (Y/n).

He remembered that he'd used to steal (Y/n) from class and hang out with her under the stairs, and quite frankly, though he hadn't notice before, he cherished those times when it was just him and (Y/n). Her laughter used to fill his emptiness and now that she's been gone Hiro couldn't recall such happiness; the closest thing could be when he beats some one up.

Now Hiro would continue to stalk the girl like he had been doing since the school year had started, but he would always find her smiling and laughing without him while he suffered in misery. Anger swelled up as he thought about that, How could she just be happy with living without him? How could she just act like they weren't ever something? She was his princess, was he not her prince?

No, he knew.

He was her prince once, but due to his own selfishness for her attention he lost the most important thing in his life. The more he had thought about it the more Hiro grew angry, he never felt such intense emotions in his life until he met her, but he completely forgot about that joy of emotions he couldn't obtain unless he was with the girl.

Hiro knew he wasn't sane, but the fact that (Y/n) was constantly on his mind was driving him beyond what he was before. He couldn't stand the rushing thoughts and the urge to kidnap the girl. Truth be told after he engaged in sexual acts with a girl, he had always thought it had been (Y/n) moaning out his name rather than another painted bimbo he was often accompanied with.

Taking another deep swing Hiro looked out the window underneath the stair case as his eyes settled down on a (h/c) haired figure dressed in the schools nearly revealing gym uniform, 'Just how long have I been sitting here? I could have sworn I had just saw her walk by with the papers.'

Hiro fortunately was close enough to the gym in order to see (Y/n) close enough in her uniform that hugged her curves tightly making Hiro blush at the girls figure. He continued to watch as the girls body move and the way her breast moved as she stretched, the way her body moved was making him quite... thirsty. Unfortunately for Hiro the stretching was interrupted by (Y/n) being tackled by her blonde friend Mimi also dressed in the same uniform. As any normal guy would think Mimi was way more sexier than the girl Hiro had his eyes on at the moment, Mimi's big breast and beautiful hips would make any guy fall down in lust, but Hiro just couldn't see any appeal to women like that, even for a quick fuck.

The only one that can appeal to him would be (Y/n).

Hiro sighed as he continued to watch the girls gym class start the exercises, and the day continued with the same pair of eyes on the girl and as he continued to watch the movement of her body his pants suddenly grew tighter with each second.

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"Ah, Hiro...!"

Kanon let out a huge exhausted moan as she grasped on Hiros back tightly as she felt the release she needed, and as she was in her ecstasy her ears caught the males low voice moan out a certain name.

Of course she was expecting her name to come out of his lips in pure love, but what she heard from the dirty blonde wasn't what she wanted to hear.

"(Y/n).." Hiro moaned again finishing off in Kanon.

Kanon's world froze.

The man she loved wholeheartedly moaned another girls name, and not just some girl he had moaned his ex's name. The one he cheated on with her.

What really bothered Kanon's mind was the way he said the girls name, it held such a powerful tone of love and lust in a perfect mixture that every girl wants to hear from their significant other.

Kanon knew Hiro rarely ever moaned during their sessions, and never had he said her name before, but as Kanon remembered back to their previous sessions she had always heard him mutter something before finishing.

She always assumed that it was that orgasmic moan, but as she recalled the small moans seemed to have formed out (Y/n)'s name.

Hiro breathed heavily as he pulled out of Kanon and laid next to her.

'Why isn't this fulfilling my need?' Hiro thought as he sat up and begun dressing himself again, 'Every time I need to fulfill my lust I could just fuck any girl and it'll be over and done with, but why do I not feel finished?"

Hiro knew that his little pretend of the girl he was fucking being his beloved (Y/n) was starting to fall short. It wasn't working anymore, that need he held wasn't filled. He knew what he needed as well, and quite frankly he was a little frightened as to how much longer he could hold out before tackling (Y/n).

"Hiro.."

Hiro finally put on his shirt as his thoughts were interrupted by the blonde girl who only earned a grunt in response.

"Every time we make love... Have you always moaned out (Y/n)'s name?"

Eyes widening Hiro was shocked. He wasn't aware of the fact the girls name left his mouth whenever he was being sexual. Not earning a response, Kanon clenched her hands as it tangled with the blankets.

"I love you Hiro!" She cried out angrily as she looked straight into his cold eyes, "Why can't you see that? You never fucked her so why do you long for her!? You cheated and lied to her for the longest time and yet you still yearn for her!"

Hiro's eyes rolled as he finished putting on his shoes, but the next sentence that Kanon yelled out broke him.

"She doesn't love you anymore Hiro!"

The male had this thought in his head, but hearing it voiced out triggered a switch in him, he breathed heavily as the comment took his breath away, "What?"

Kanon smiled softly as she got off the bed letting the lose white sheets fall around her, showing her bare figure before she closed in on him, "I said (Y/n) doesn't love you anymore and will never love you again, but don't worry because I'll love you."

The words Kanon spoke wrapped around his head, echoing the same phrase over and over like a broken record,

'(Y/n) doesn't love me? Hah that's a laugh! She'll always have a place for me in her heart, she's said so herself!' but the words Kanon spoke triggered Hiro, 'No.... She will love me again. I'll make her love me!'

Hiro pushed Kanon off of him and pinned her down on the floor as his cold hands wrapped around the girls neck, "Shut up! I'll always love her, don't think for a second I've ever felt something for you! Even if she will continue hating me... I'll make sure to segregate her from the rest. She's only mine."

Kanon eyes widened in fear and clasped her hands around Hiro's as she started to panic, "I...I can't b-breath...!"

Hiro glared down at Kanon before letting go of her neck before he got up and walked towards the door leaving her with, "Don't expect another meet up like this."

A few minutes went by as Kanon's eyes continued to produce tears, when she started to cry she didn't know, but that sadness she experienced from Hiro's rejection quickly turned to hatred. Sitting up Kanon grasped her phone before dialing a number.

Luckily for her she had contact with a few underground people due to her dads job as a politician, got to play dirty is his motto. Dialing a trusty number she waited impatiently for the dialing to go through. A rough voice came up on the other side of the phone making the girl smirk.

"I need you to do a job. It'll be quick and easy."

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(Y/n) stretched as she started walking back home from the grocery store. Unfortunately for her that night her parents decided to make a last minute decision on what was for dinner, which ended up with (Y/n) having to walk to the nearest grocery store to buy ingredients.

Sighing (Y/n) continued her way down towards her street, but stopped when she noticed the full moon shining down on her body making a shadow. "Wow it's a full moon! It's so pretty!"

Smiling, (Y/n) moved her legs to continue the path she was on, but unfortunately a muscular rough hand grasped her arm yanking her into an alleyway. She screamed as soon as she felt the touch of an unknown person and as she was thrown to the floor she heard her shoulder make a loud popping sound signaling some damage, and if the sound wasn't enough to alarm her she felt the pain rushing to her all at once causing her to cry out in agony.

"This is the girl right?" A male asked hovering over her, the features she couldn't see due to the darkness, "We're supposed to just kidnap her right? If we're gonna sell her on the market we might as well have some fun with her before hand huh?"

The only thing (Y/n) could distinguish was the fact she was surrounded by five men, all reeking of cigarette smoke making her want to gag. (Y/n) used her other arm to pull herself away from the group of men who in the end grabbed her by her calf and yanking her back towards them. She knew from various thriller movies and etc. that yelling wouldn't do anything, but waste her voice. So she remained silent until the give opportunity.

"Oh come on princess.. someone as pretty as you couldn't be a virgin right?"

At the lack of response the men all howled in laughter, "Oh my a virgin! We could have so much fun on that. We should get her experienced if we're to sell her."

Panicking (Y/n) screamed and yelled before one of the men covered her mouth, "Oh shush sweet heart. It won't hurt if you know how to behave."

Fear engulfed the girls body as her 'fight or flight' response kicked in, without thinking she bit the males hand harshly causing the males hand to retreat as he yelled in pain. And without the force of someone keeping her down she abruptly got up only for a loud 'thunk' making the girl fall down as she now clenched her now injured ankle.

One of the men swung a metal bat at (Y/n) when she attempted to escape.

The male with the bat stared down at (Y/n), "Wow, I didn't think you were the fighting type. Never the less a little swing of a bat towards your ankle would be enough to cripple you."

(Y/n) felt tears escape her eyes as her eyes wandered around the alley way.

Another loud 'thunk' was heard causing the girl to flinch, but not receiving any pain which surprised her. She heard the mens quick yells and groans then the scuring of feet before she felt a hand touch her shoulder.

"Don't touch me!" She yelled pushing the hand away.

"Relax!" Her eyes opened at the familiarity of the voice, "It's just me."