I don't like you anymore! (Takemitchi harem)

‼️Chapter 7‼️

HIIII Y'ALL!!!! FINALLY UPDATING THIS STORY AGAINNN!! I'll try to make this chapter longer since I stopped updating for a long time!!! Welp, let's get started!!! Btw most of the things happening in my story won't be like the actual manga/anime since I haven't finished reading it so if there is anything wrong, don't be shy to fix my mistake!!! DISCLAIMER: Mentions of sex, sexual harassment, male reproductive bodily fluids, non-con, overall has a bit of smut.

No ones POV:
Takemichi sat there, drenched in his own cum, dried up tears evident on his face. Izana and the others had left, leaving Takemichi once again alone. He felt empty. Like a shell of who he used to be. He begged and begged for him to stop except it seemed he was too engulfed by his own thoughts and was stuck in his own pretty little world. How many times he had hurted him and went against his wishes, Takemichi could not remember. A wave of emotions washed over him, although all his tears had been used up. He sat there and pondered a few thoughts. Why would they even want him back? He thought all they had for him was the feeling of disgust and annoyance. It's not like they cared for him anyways. Did they?

Izana, Sanzu, Rin and Ran all had gone to a private bar to meet up with Mikey. The smell of alcohol and cigarettes filled the room leaving a stuffy atmosphere. Although none of that mattered since their minds were all focused on a specific person still tied up to a chair inside a room. Each found themselves lost in thought of what they were going to do with their prince, dirty thoughts of him and how they would never let him go again. Losing him once was bad enough. Losing him twice, although, would probably have a whole war break out. Izana, however, had sinister plans and ideas swirling inside of him, ones he would and could never forget. "Break his legs! He won't be able to escape after..." It whispered, clouding over his other thoughts.

Although, before they could continue, a loud slam of the door awoke everyone from their silly day dreams. "Have you found him?" He spoke in his usual monotone voice, his eyes burning holes in everybody's gaze he met. Silence enveloped the room, no one dared to mess up a word with their leader. "Yes my king." Sanzu answered, loyally like a dog. "Where is he?" Mikey replied again, a hint of exasperation could be heard coming from his voice. "He's in our home base!" Izana added, tone faster than usual.

"Good."

Takemichis POV:
I sat in the chair, still unclothed with no more tears left to cry. I felt violated, disgusted, regretful. He didn't stop. It hurted. It hurted so much. I wish he'd stop. I hate him. I hate all of them. Everyone always had described it as a "pleasurable" experience... But of course it wouldn't be one. Why would it be one? They find me a hindrance,dont they? I deserve nothing but hatred and anger. At least that's what they had always shown me.

My mind raced with unwanted thoughts, cries of desperation threatened to come out of my mouth but it wouldn't move. I was paralyzed. 'Did Izana give me some sort of drug?' I thought, trying to regain my movement. My mind was foggy, as if clouds had passed through it. Purple blemishes and crimson red cuts had appeared on my skin, contrasting my pale complexion. 'Maybe this is just a horrible nightmare...' or 'Maybe I could just sleep and once I wake up, I'll be back home...' is all I could think about while being held captive by my exes. This all feels like a story you'd find on Ao3! There is no way this is actually happening, right? But if it were a dream, it'd have to be a really realistic one since the emotions were so vivid. Jeez I felt so pathetic when they all stared at my dream naked body. I wonder why I'm dreaming this...

No One's POV:
Takemichi's body ached from all the pain he was in. But that didn't matter. He felt as if his head was going to explode. And slowly by slowly, eyelids covered his ocean blue eyes, black hair swaying over his beautiful appearance. Although, he was not fully asleep. No matter how tired the small boy was, the drug that maybe had been unintentionally placed on him has taken effect! Takemichi had stayed like that for another hour or so. The drug must've been incredibly effective. Although a few questions are who knows how he got the drug in him or what the drug was. Maybe our pink haired drug addict could solve our drug based problem! But too bad he wasn't in the room with Takemichi. Was he?

"Wake up..."

A voice had fallen out to the drowsy boy, waking him up from his half sleep. It may not had seemed like it but Takemichi had been feeling a mixture of annoyance and sadness. Takemichi sat up from his slumped position and stared at the bitch who woke him up. Greenish-blue eyes stared wide at him complimented by messy pink locks. Takemichi jolted back, if that was even possible in a chair, in a confused state. Who was this? Why does he seem so familiar? His name was on the tip of his tongue except he couldn't get it out until he stared more at his facial features. 'Diamond slits on his mouth...'

"SANZU!" Takemichi mumbled in disbelief. "Eh?" The pink haired maniac stared at his prince(ss) and a wide smile appeared on his face. "Haha! To think this beauty still remembers my name! Although, I'm not surprised since I am not someone you can just forget!" Sanzu chuckled while staring intently at Takemichi's eyes. "How is the drug taking effect? Do you feel anything?" Inquired the taller male while looking down at his restrained (ex) lover.

Takemichi's POV:
My eyes widen as I realise that the person who had drugged me was another one of my exes. Anger and hatred filled my eyes as I remembered what he had done to me although another feeling lingered, locked away in the deepest part of my heart.
'Love? Ew no. Sadness? No way. Fear?' I stared at Sanzu's lust filled eyes, his cheeks painted a light tint of pink. 'Why... Why is he looking at me like that?' I thought, new questions replacing the old ones. He is looking at me like how long distance lovers do after reuniting. I guess we were like that. But not anymore since turns out he didn't love me. So why is he like this? Did something change after I left? Did he hit his head? And, even after everything that happened why do I feel sad to see him...?

Sanzu's POV:
As I stare into my beauty's blue eyes I wonder what he's thinking. He seems scared. Well, he should be, after all he doesn't know what I have in plan for him. I stare into his eyes for the last time and then I take a blindfold from my back pocket and blindfold him. Soon, I undress him and then I get to see his adorable body which in turn makes my under area grow hard. Lustful ideas pop into my mind as I feel as though I won't be able to hold back anymore. I soon notice how strongly the drug has taken effect since I start to see him start gasping for air as though out of breath. I can't wait to finally be able to fuck my princess.

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Hello!! This is the end of this chapter! I hope u enjoyed and now know I am not dead lol. Idk when I'll update for the next chapter since I have to work on my other story so see u next time!!

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