It was snowing outside; the December air fogged the windows of the attic bedroom where Yuri slept, and the fire that kept her warm was expelling itself in the frigid conditions. Chikai and the laundrymen made their up towards the attic, laughing and giggling as they swung a bat towards the wall. "Almost there! Son of a bitch is gonna get fucked so hard she'll rot in hell!"

The other young children in the building dare not say a word, that was, if they were awake. After all, there weren't many left at the time, as winter brought disease and ultimately death. Chikai laughed at Yuzuru's remark as she fumbled with the keys in her apron she'd swiped from Yakimura's office. They'd open the door to the attic room, and, as the other two boys who called themselves Azu and Jun waited impatiently, Chikai inserted the key into the lock.

"Shhh! You guys be quiet I wanna surprise her!" She giggled, causing Yuzuru to kiss the neck of his girl. Chikai squirmed a little at this before the door opened; Yuri was laying on the far opposite side of the bedroom in her bed, completely oblivious to situation awaiting her.

Yuzuru took the bat from the tall one, Azu, and began tapping it against his shoulder as he walked down the pathway. "Wakey wakey, Hatori, a bunch of cute guys wanna fuck with you," he snickered lightly.

Yuri raised her head up from her bed tiredly, a confused expression before her eyes adjusted to the three men marching down the center aisle between the cots closer towards her. She was greatly disturbed by the sight forthcoming its way towards her; before she could react, Yuri screamed loudly and fell off the side of the bed, taking most of the blankets with her. To her bewilderment, Chikai grabbed her by the arms and began dragging Yuri across the barest wooden floor that would most certainly give her splinters in its condition.

"Stupid fucking bitch! Huh? Huh Hatori? Got a few words to say before Yuzuru defiles you on the floor?" Chikai laughed enthusiastically; Yuri was jerking herself away from the girl as desperately as she could, a loud slur of screams emitting from her purple tainted lips.

"L-let me go!! H-help me!! Help me!!"

Jun was striking up the brick-stone fireplace with a thoughtless expression cascading his aura, blowing on the flames to give it some life. When Chikai had dragged her over towards the dresser and beside the burning hole in the wall, Yuri had wet her face full of tears.

Chikai backed away to watch, her arms behind her head as Yuri swung at her perpetrators; however, they were not remotely bothered by this. Quite the latter, really. Yuzuru found himself straddling the girl of fifteen, his hands readying themself to commit a series of vile, impure acts with her. Jun watched as though the entire situation was arousing him, after all, it always did.

"Where should I start? Let's make this long and painstaking," Grabbing her bodice by the neck, Yuzuru yanked Yuri upwards towards him. She screamed in horror in an effort to get away from him in response to this, squirming and kicking her feet. "Hiding that virgin tinderbox of yours?"

"D-don't touch me..!" She pleaded, and Yuzuru, who was holding Yuri inches from the look of pure satisfaction across his lips, merely slammed her further into the floor. After a moment he began tugging on the flowery fabric and upwards portion of her dress, and Chikai debated on pinning Yuri to the floor.

Immediately Yuri hit back and attempted to guard her body from this boy; her efforts would ultimately be in vain. A few moments went by before the shabby buttons ripped into two, exposing her undergarments and the very sacred fabric protecting her breasts and the beating heart bellow. This would only be the beginning for Yuzuru, as in his mind, the acts he imagined doing with Yuri, they were sick, twisted, and vile. He could barely hold back his excitement to feel the warmth and envelopment of her pure, virgin, honeypot, and her struggles and cries as he would indescribably commit the grotesque act of rape against her.

"Look she's crying!" Chikai bursted as a grenade into a loud trance of laughter and bulging excitement. Yuzuru found this as fuel and spared no time pulling the stockings from Yuri's legs and throwing them across the room. In response, Yuri immediately smacked him with her leg and struggled upwards, desperately trying to reach the door with a loud scream.

"H-help me!!" Yuri pleaded, fighting it as the tide. She felt as though she was going under the current of the ocean water, but rather than a dream, it was real, and in this instant, her purity depended on it.

"Get back here!" Yuzuru shouted, yanking her by the shoulders back towards the space before the fireplace; a loud cry left Yuri as she dug her nails into the wood, begging and struggling before Yuzuru brushed his hands up her thighs and hips, holding her firmly in an attempt to pull her back into her submissive position on the floor.

"Get your ass back over to me, Hatori!" He shouted, abruptly pulling her by the hair and closer towards him.

"M-mama!!!" Tears ran down the sides of Yuri's face as she stared towards the door as her heaven, as her only escape. However, Yuzuru had none of this and slapped Yuri into the creaking floorboards. Seizing the moment, Yuzuru pulled her back and began slipping her dress down her legs, causing an eruption of tears.

"Fucking shrimp, little slut, spread your legs," Yuzuru laughed loudly and looked at Yuri, who was laying on the floorboards in a train-wreck of tears. She had her undergarments on still, Yuzuru hadn't taken them off yet, but would pride himself in exposing her as bare as possible within the forthcoming moments when he slipped his fingers up into the corners of her underwear.

A stinging sensation ran down Yuri's back; she was crying tears of forgotten, unanswered prayers, and especially the prayer for her purity to be saved. Yes, of course there were a great deal of lascivious thoughts running through Yuzuru's mind as he exposed the bare flesh belonging to her, and it was as though all she was made up of was skin and bone. Her palms were sweaty, her eyes, burning. Yuri found her throat dry from all the struggling and protesting against the boy, and, though weak, did it once again when he began admiring her.

"Yuzuru! I want you to break something, m'kay?" Chikai smiled a bit as Jun, the man beside the screaming coals of the fire, had a brilliant idea come across his mind.

"Shove the fire rod up inside her honeypot, twist it a bit and slide in and out...It'll probably kill her, though..." Chikai shot her head back at this; Jun's idea was grotesquely appealing to her, Yuzuru too.

"Fuck her with that and we're bound to hit something special down there, huh?" Yuzuru enjoyed teasing Yuri as he moved her jaw back and forth. Her reaction, to Yuzuru at the least, was amusing; her face looked exceptionally terrified and frozen in the very moment of horror. A long scream came from her lips as Yuzuru pounced back and began unbuckling the belt of his trousers, unlatching the suspenders and flinging them aside.

"Mama!!" She screeched, slapping him aggressively before Azu, who was watching in an attempt to get himself off, offered to pin her hands beside her head for Yuzuru.

"Quit the screaming!" He shouted as Yuzuru slapped Yuri aggressively.

After a moment Yuzuru made a growl beneath his breath before tightening his nails into the flesh surrounding her small buds, piercing the skin as though he were glass itself. "I bet you've never seen a naked man before.." He smirked lightly

Yuri's eyes grew wide in fear before she released a loud cry, kicking and screaming in response to this. Yuzuru gritted his teeth as he tried holding her still, though it had little affect on her.

"T-tct stop screaming!" He shouted, worried she would attract some unwanted attention.

Fighting back and struggling to keep her most sensuous places hidden away, Yuri kept screaming and hitting Yuzuru. Chikai was exceptionally worried as Azu darted towards the door. "Get her to shut up! She's gonna get someone in here!" Azu remarked as he closed the door and sealed it shut.

"D-dammit! Let's just kill her!" Chikai screeched as Azu grabbed the baseball bat laying on one of the beds. Yuri went exceptionally wide eyed at this and immediately tried squirming away.

"Here!" Azu tossed the bat towards Yuzuru, who took it firmly in his hand before raising it, a morbidly petrified Yuri gazing at it in disbelief.

"N-no!! No!!" Yuri let out a screeching noise, rolling the opposite direction as it slammed into the floor beside her head. "M-mama!! S-stop!!" Her voice cracked at its volume, and Yuzuru smashed it directly into her stomach in a violent manner.

Almost immediately, Yuri could feel blood gushing up her throat as she screamed. Yuzuru slammed it again, a black bruise of internal bleeding arcing its way across her stomach and abdomen. However, it wouldn't silence her, she continued tossing and turning in an effort to get away from him.

"Fucking hell! It's taking too long!" He shouted as the wounds began to bleed out all over the weapon of sorts. Yuri wailed as though she were an infant taking its first breath and weep into the world, rolling over and over on the floor in pain.

Yuzuru hastily reached into his trousers and whipped out a hunting knife, one he used for the sake of cutting the laundry bags open. He raised it and began stabbing Yuri repeatedly, who screamed violently at the pain inflicting her body. Blood was spraying; it covered the floor as the cherry blossoms in spring painted a sidewalk pink. In this case, however, the maroon liquid wasn't a vivid shade of blossom. It was dark and brooding, oozing out of her body like a downpour of rain.

He continued the act, lacerating her breasts and deepening the cut as she kicked with every last breath she had. Yuri could hear Chikai laughing and the sounds of the fire in the fireplace cracking alongside her. Everything was of a red hue; her eyes could barely hold themselves open as she began feel heavy and burdened.

The tears rolling down her cheeks and mixing in the oozes of blood were shimmering, and, putting the knife away, Yuzuru stood up. "She's still alive..." He gritted his teeth as Azu shoved him aside.

"Let me at her! This'll wake her up!" Reaching for the fire poker, Azu grinned in the utmost pleasure; Jun hadn't done much, but was holding Yuri's wrists down beside her hand, drenching his palms in her blood. After a moment, when the poker began glowing a bright orange from the heat of the fire, Azu shifted his eyes towards Yuri, who looked up at him in horror.

"N-no...p-please...please!!" She screamed, blood gushing up her throat and exiting down her neck. It took a few seconds before Azu dared to press it against the wounds on her chest and stomach, the aroma of burning flesh wedging itself about every nook and cranny of the attic bedroom. Yuri let out a heart-wrenching cry, kicking her legs in agonizing pain as it scorched her skin.

Azu repeated the action on her legs and inner thighs. For a moment, it seemed as though Yuri had entered her own black silence when she closed her eyes; there was nothing, and she was overtaken with great fear. There was no Heaven, or no woman waiting for her. It was dark, and cold, it was as though she was permanently stuck in the same thoughts she'd been feeling for months.

"Fucking hell, she's almost dead, let's just drop her outside and make it look like an assault," Yuzuru offered as Yuri laid there, half dead with blood oozing from every lash of her corpse.

"Let's go!" Chikai hopped up as Azu laughed wickedly and firmly seized her arms. Yuri screeched and moaned in unbearable torment as they began dragging her naked corpse from the room, a trail of blood following behind. Azu and Jun followed ahead to open doors as Yuzuru pulled her along the staircase.

"Fucking whore!" He shouted, pulling her down in an aggressive manner before shoving Yuri face first towards the banister. She yelped loudly and rolled towards the bottom, blood following behind her. Yuri wailed as she reached the bottom, where Yuzuru smacked her across the face and kicked his boot into the holes in her chest.

"M-mama..!!" She pleaded, vomiting onto his shoes as Yuzuru kicked her throat, causing her to choke.

"Let's go," Jun remarked before Yuzuru grabbed Yuri by the hair and continued their trip down the stairs. They pulled Yuri towards the servant's staircase and yanked her downwards, causing her to screech.

When they arrived at the basement door, it took a few moments before Azu jabbed it open with a crowbar, due to the fact that it was sealed close from the ice. Within a few seconds, Yuzuru dragged Yuri out into the snow where he threw her into the blizzard awaiting her.

"Enjoy choking on your own blood!" Chikai laughed, taking a jab and kicking Yuri aggressively. Yuri yelped in response, vomiting a slur of blood clots from her throat.

Yuzuru and Azu joined in, kicking, punching, and viciously attacking her into the frozen ice and snow-covered gravel. "Maybe if you're lucky that'll kill you before you fuckin' freeze to death," Yuzuru remarked, kicking her skull in. Yuri let a loud scream emit from her lips before laying there in pain, her insides dripping into the snow.

The truck swerved around the corner, pulling up at the gate before Jun slammed his fist into the side. "Oi! We better mosey!" He shouted as the bleak conditions grew worse, thundering ringing off in the distance.

Yuzuru grabbed Chikai's arm as Azu swung the bat and ran through the gate, climbing into the truck before clapping in excitement. It was a matter of seconds before the headlights faded off into the distance with bursts of excitement.

Yuri laid there, shaking and shivering as her eyes sealed themselves shut. The pain was too real, more than just a vivid nightmare. She didn't know she hadn't been killed in the attic, but began crying in response to this. What was awaiting her on the other side? Would her mother he waiting? Or would she forget? What would become of her soul?

One thing was for certain; her chastity had somehow been salvaged. She was still usable, still awaiting a traumatic fate. However, doubt crept in; Yuri didn't know, at this point, if she would ever be granted another moment of peace with her mother. She didn't know if there was a Heaven, or if she would be granted another life. As she gazed up at the lightning booming across the sky like the new year fireworks, her eyes began to close.

Death was waiting, and for a moment, Yuri wanted to pretend it was fireworks in the sky one last time. She had gone deaf to the thunder, so even if there was room for fear, it wouldn't be granted. Shakily breathing, watching her breath ascend towards the little stars she saw up in the distance.