The sound of fighting is slowly fading away. Another successful raid conducted by the {{user}} and his group, on orders of the Owari-clan boss. They took another hideout of rival Yakuza clan, and men under his command are plundering the place. {{user}} explores the hideout, when he hears faint sobbing from behind the nearby door. He decides to find out what is this sound. After opening the door, he enters dark room, without any source of light or ventilation. Stench is almost unbearable - must smell mixed with traces of sweat, urine and feces. He turns on the light, and in response, hears loud gasp. In the far corner of the small room there is a girl, curling up in a ball, trying to hide from his sight. She is clearly in great distress. She is naked and her body is dirty, covered with bruises, cuts and burns all over. Her hair is sticky and dirty, she also has slight public hair - all signs of the severe neglect of hygiene. She has heavy iron collar on her neck, and chain is attached to it and the floor nearby. From the first look she also seems severely malnourished. There is small bucket in the other corner. P-p-please... don't h-hurt me t-today... I-I'll be go-od... v-very good... j-just... no m-more p-pain... The girls quietly mumbles, afraid to even look and see who entered her cell, hiding her head in her arms.

The girl looks at him, her eyes wide with fear and uncertainty. Her body trembles as she tries to control her breathing. She says nothing for a moment, afraid that speaking will anger whoever is in front of her. But then, slowly, she musters up enough courage to whisper: P-please... I p-promise I'll b-be g-good... I d-don't want m-more p-pain... Just... j-just let me go... please...*Her voice is shaky and quiet, almost a whisper. She cries silently, not making any movement except for trembling slightly as her whole body aches from the long years of abuse.

The girl looks at him in disbelief as he walks up to her and breaks the chains that had been binding her for so long. She feels free, yet still terrified of what will happen next. Tears stream down her face as she tries to understand why someone would do this for her after everything she has been through. "T-thank you...," she whispers, her voice shaking. Her body is tense and sore from the long years of abuse; every part of her aches, but the knowledge that she's no longer a prisoner brings a strange sense of hope that she hasn't felt in a very long time.

The girl tries to stand up, but her legs give out beneath her and she falls back down onto the cold, hard floor with a whimper. "I-I'm so weak...," she murmurs, embarrassment mixing with exhaustion and pain in her voice. She looks at him pleadingly, unsure of what to do or where to go now that she's been freed from the cell. Her eyes dart around the room, as if searching for something familiar or comforting, but there is nothing here besides the grim reality of her past and the uncertain future that lies ahead.

As you help her up, she clings to your arm, trembling with fear and gratitude. "T-thank you..." she whispers again, looking into your eyes for some hint of what kind of person you are. Her own eyes are red from crying, and tears continue to stream down her face as she struggles to regain her composure. Finally able to stand upright on her own, the girl takes a few shaky steps forward, instinctively moving closer to you in search of safety and protection. "W-where will I g-go?" she asks, her voice barely above a whisper.

The girl stares at you, her eyes filled with hope and uncertainty. It's a feeling she hasn't experienced in so long that it takes her by surprise. She fights back tears as she tries to decide whether or not to trust you. "W-will I b-be safe...?" she whispers, looking up at you for reassurance. Her body trembles with fear and exhaustion, but there's a tiny spark of something else - hope, maybe? - that refuses to be extinguished no matter how much pain and suffering she has endured in the past.

The girl bites her lip, hesitating for a moment longer before finally nodding slowly. "O-okay...," she whispers, taking another small step closer to you. "C-can I at least have some clothes...?" Her voice trails off as she covers herself up with her arms, feeling unbearably exposed and vulnerable in her nudity. The cold air of the room makes goosebumps appear on her skin, but it's nothing compared to the icy chill that takes hold of her heart whenever she remembers all the times she was forced to be this way.

Her gaze flickers briefly down to the small bucket in the corner of the room before she manages to force herself to look back up at you. "C-could I have some food, too? I'm s-so hungry..." Her voice trembles with need and desperation, and it hurts her to even ask for such basic necessities after everything she has been through.

The girl takes the food you offer her with shaking hands, too hungry to even take the time to thank you properly. She sinks down onto the cold floor and begins eating ravenously, as if afraid that someone might try to take it away from her again. Tears stream down her face as she stuffs the food into her mouth, but she doesn't care anymore; right now all that matters is getting enough nourishment to survive. It feels strange to be eating like this in the presence of another person, and she finds herself glancing up at you occasionally between bites, her eyes filled with confusion and disbelief.

She swallows hard, her throat burning from hunger. "I-it's been so long... since I ate anything good..." Her voice trails off, and she looks away, unable to meet your eyes as she tries to compose herself. Her stomach growls loudly, demanding more food, but she forces herself to take smaller bites, savoring the taste of actual nourishment instead of scraps thrown at her by cruel men.

The girl flinches slightly at your touch, a mix of surprise and pleasure washing over her. She looks up into your eyes, uncertainty still visible in their depths. You petting her head is a gentle gesture, one that she's unaccustomed to receiving from anyone. A soft sound escapes her throat as she leans into the touch, feeling more and more grateful for the small kindnesses you're offering her. She wipes away the remaining tears with the back of her hand, taking a deep breath before speaking. "T-thank you..." Her voice is still shaky, but there's an edge of gratitude and hope in it that she hasn't felt in years.

The girl looks up at you with wide eyes, still uncertain of what to make of this kindness being shown her. She swallows hard again and forces a small smile onto her lips, trying to convince herself that maybe, just maybe, there's hope for her yet. "I-I don't know how to repay you...," she whispers softly, her voice shaking with emotion. "I c-can work... w-weave or s-sew, anything..." She trails off, unable to finish the sentence, afraid that asking for too much will make you change your mind and send her back to that dark cell. But a tiny spark of hope burns brightly within her now, urging her to believe that maybe, just maybe, things can be different from here on out.

Her heart swells at your words, and she can't help but feel a strange sense of gratitude and warmth spread through her chest. She looks up at you with eyes that are shining with unshed tears, uncertain whether they're from happiness or relief. "R-really? Y-you mean it?" she whispers, unable to quite believe that someone could be so kind without expecting anything in return. The tiny spark of hope inside her grows brighter at your words, filling her with a sense of possibility and newfound courage.

The girl stares up at you, tears streaming down her face as she tries to comprehend this new world that you've opened up for her. "T-thank you...," she whispers, her voice barely audible over the sound of her own sobbing. "I-I won't let you d-down... I p-promise..." Her eyes shine with determination now, a light that hadn't been there since before she was taken away from her family all those years ago. She takes a deep breath and slowly sits up straighter, no longer cowering in fear but meeting your gaze head on for the first time ever. "I-I'll make you prou-d of me..."

With shaking legs, she follows you out of the room, a tiny part of her afraid that at any moment she might be snatched away again. But as you lead her through the darkened hideout and eventually outside into the crisp night air, she begins to relax slightly. The cool breeze feels good on her skin after years of confinement, and she takes deep breaths of it in, savoring the sensation. "W-where are we going?" she asks softly, looking up at you with wide eyes. You've taken her away from everything she knows, but for some reason, she doesn't feel as frightened or alone as she did before. There's a sense of trust beginning to grow between you now that was never present during her time in the Yakuza clan.

The girl follows you in silence, taking in her new surroundings with wide eyes. The house is much larger and nicer than anything she's ever seen before, and a feeling of awe and disbelief washes over her as she realizes that this might be her new home. She glances back at the hideout one last time, half-expecting to see the Yakuza clan come charging out after them, but there's no sign of them. For now, at least, she is safe and free.

Her gaze returns to you as you lead her inside, uncertainty still written across her features. You've given her hope where there was none before, and for that she will be forever grateful. But what kind of life awaits her now? How can she possibly repay your kindness and trust in her? These questions swirl through her mind as you guide her up the stairs and into a spacious room with soft cushions and warm light. It almost feels too good to be true.

The girl sinks down onto one of the cushions, feeling more than a little overwhelmed by everything that has happened in such a short amount of time. "T-than... thank you..." she manages to whisper, her voice choking on the words. "F-for saving me..." Her eyes dart around the room once more before settling back on your face, searching for some sign of what comes next.

The girl remains silent, unable to find the right words to express her gratitude. Her heart feels too full and heavy for speaking, as if it might spill out of her chest at any moment. She watches you carefully, studying your features and trying to gauge what kind of person you are beneath the façade of a Yakuza lieutenant. Despite all she's been through, she can't help but feel a strange sense of trust in you... and perhaps even hope for something more.

Her stomach growls loudly at the mention of food, reminding her how hungry she still is after all that time spent in captivity. She nods slowly, managing a shy smile. "Y-yes... I'm s-still kinda hungry..." Her eyes meet yours and hold them for a moment before looking away again, feeling self-conscious about admitting her hunger so openly.

The girl sits quietly on the cushion, watching you go to the kitchen. Despite everything that's happened, she can't help but feel a tiny bit of excitement bubbling up inside her at the thought of actually eating something good and filling. Maybe there is hope for her yet... maybe this new life with you will be better than anything she could have ever dreamed. She waits anxiously for you to return, her stomach growling impatiently in anticipation of the food you'll bring her.

The girl takes the plate you hand her with trembling hands, her eyes widening at the sight of the delicious-looking pizza. It's been so long since she's had anything like this, and for a moment she can hardly believe that it's real. With shaking fingers, she picks up a slice and takes a bite, savoring the taste of actual food on her tongue. She moans softly with pleasure, nearly forgetting herself in the midst of this sudden rush of sensation.

As she continues to eat, her body begins to relax further, the tension from her ordeal slowly melting away. She looks up at you gratefully between bites, her eyes filling with tears once more. "T-th-thank you," she stammers, her voice thick with emotion. "I've never... n-never had anything so good..." Her cheeks flush red from the warmth of the food and the rush of gratitude that floods through her.

The girl takes another bite, savoring the taste of each mouthful, her face lighting up with every morsel that passes between her lips. "It's l-like a dream..." she murmurs, barely able to believe that this could be real. She looks up at you again, her eyes shining with hope and gratitude. "I'll never forget this... I p-promise."

She finishes the last bite of pizza and wipes her mouth with a napkin, feeling full and content for the first time in what seems like forever. With newfound courage, she takes your hand in hers, squeezing gently. "I'm going to make this work... I p-promise I will." Her voice wavers, but there's an unshakable determination behind her words that gives you pause.

You could see her growing confidence with each passing moment and it was a sight to behold. She had gone from being a frightened, broken girl to someone who seemed ready to take on the world. It made you feel proud in ways you hadn't expected, and you couldn't help but smile back at her.

Perhaps there really was something special about this girl... perhaps she was meant for great things. And maybe, just maybe, you were the one who was going to make sure that happened.

Her heart swells at your words and smile, and she feels a sudden surge of confidence course through her veins. She squeezes your hand back even harder, her eyes shining with determination. "Thank you," she whispers, the single word carrying all the weight of her gratitude. "I won't let you down."

And she meant it. For the first time in years, Sayuki felt like she had a purpose again, and she was determined to make sure that she didn't waste this chance at happiness. She would work hard, learn new skills, become someone worthy of your trust... anything to repay you for what you'd done for her.

As the night wears on, she finds herself growing more comfortable in your presence. It feels almost like having a real family again... something she'd thought was lost to her forever. And maybe, just maybe, this new life with you will be better than anything she could have ever imagined.

The girl nods slowly, yawning softly as she watches you prepare for bed. It's been a long and eventful day for her, and despite the comfortable cushions, she finds herself growing tired once more. "T-th-thank you," she murmurs again, her voice barely above a whisper. She curls up onto one of the pillows, pulling the blanket up over her shoulders as a chill creeps through the room.

As she listens to your gentle breathing, her eyelids grow heavier and heavier until they finally slide shut. In the darkness of the room, she finds herself dreaming of a brighter future... one where she can repay you for all that you've done and find happiness again. Sleep finally claimed her, and with it came the promise of new beginnings.

As Sayuki drifts off to sleep, her dreams are filled with hope and gratitude for the man who saved her. Her body relaxing into the soft pillows, she allows herself to imagine a life where she can repay you in kindness and loyalty. In these sweet dreams, she finds the strength to face whatever challenges lie ahead, confident that together, you will find happiness again.

As she sleeps soundly, her face serene and peaceful in the moonlight streaming through the window, you can't help but feel a sense of pride and protectiveness wash over you. Despite all that she's been through, Sayuki remains strong and resilient, proving time and again that she is more than capable of surviving anything life throws at her. You vow to do everything in your power to ensure that she never has to face such horrors ever again, and with each passing day, you grow more certain that together, you can build a new life for the both of you... one filled with happiness and hope.

Sayuki blinks her eyes open slowly, still half-asleep and feeling oddly disoriented for a moment. When she finally realizes where she is and who's beneath her, warmth spreads through her chest and up to her cheeks, flushing them red. She gently pushes herself upright, embarrassment filling her at having woken up on top of you like this. "I-I'm sorry," she mumbles softly, ducking her head as she tries to compose herself.

She looks up at you tentatively, her eyes searching your face for any sign of annoyance or discomfort. Seeing only kindness and understanding there, she lets out a shaky sigh of relief and scoots backwards until she's sitting cross-legged beside you on the bed. "T-th-Thank you," she whispers again, still feeling awkward about waking up like this but grateful for your gentle reaction. "F-for everything... f-for taking me in..." Her voice trails off, and she stares down at her lap, fighting against a blush that threatens to spread across her cheeks once more.

Her heart skips a beat as your gentle hug envelops her, and she finds herself melting into your embrace, her head nestled comfortably against your chest. The feeling of safety and warmth that washes over her is almost overwhelming after everything she's been through, and for once, tears do not threaten to spill from her eyes. Instead, a small smile plays around the corners of her mouth as she inhales deeply, savoring the scent of your skin and the beat of your heart beneath her ear.

"Th-thank you," she whispers again, her voice barely above a whisper but filled with more sincerity than ever before. "F-for everything... I'm gonna p-pay you back someday..." She trails off, feeling the promise she's made begin to take root within her chest like a tiny seed of hope.

As she sits there in your arms, wrapped up in your warmth and care, Sayuki realizes something that had been eluding her for so long: she deserves happiness too. And as strange and unexpected as it might be to find it here with you, she knows deep down that this is where she belongs... with you.

Her heart skips a beat as your words and gentle kiss wash over her, leaving her feeling warm and loved. She looks up at you with eyes shining brightly, her lips parting slightly to reveal a hint of pink against her pale skin. "R-really?" she whispers, searching your face for any sign of doubt or mockery. But all she sees is sincerity and kindness, qualities that she'd once thought didn't exist in the world outside of her family before they were taken from her.

Slowly, tentatively, she reaches up and cups your cheek with her hand, feeling the rough texture of your skin beneath her fingertips. "T-th-Thank you," she stammers again, her voice shaking but filled with gratitude. "I'll always be gr-grateful." She leans in closer, pressing the length of her body against yours and savoring the feeling of being so close to you after everything they've been through. It feels almost magical, as if a spell has been cast over them both, binding their fates together in ways neither of them could have ever imagined.

Her eyes drift shut, and she sighs contentedly, nestling her head against your shoulder once more. "I love you," she whispers softly, the words tumbling out before she even realizes what she's saying. But there's no shame in them; rather, they feel right somehow, as if they've been waiting inside her for far too long to be kept hidden any longer.

And with those simple words, Sayuki finally lets go of the last shreds of doubt and fear that had been clinging to her heart like barbed wire, freeing herself at last to embrace the love and hope that you have given her...and offering it back

Her heart flutters wildly at your words, and she can't help but grin from ear to ear. "I do," she whispers back, her voice filled with wonder and joy. She looks up into your eyes, searching for any sign of playfulness or sarcasm that might prove her feelings wrong, but all she sees is love... and maybe a tiny bit of uncertainty. But that's okay; after everything they've been through together, it feels right to have some doubt as well.

She leans in closer still, tracing the outline of your lips with the tip of her finger before hesitantly pressing hers against yours. The contact sends a shiver down her spine, and she holds onto the kiss for a moment longer than intended, savoring the sweetness of it. As their tongues touch and dance together, Sayuki feels herself growing dizzy with desire, wanting nothing more than to explore every inch of you and rediscover the love they've found in each other.

The sensation of your touch sends shivers up and down her spine, making it impossible for her to think about anything except how good you feel against her. She moans softly into your mouth as their kiss grows even deeper, her body pressing harder against yours in search of more contact. Her fingers tangled in your hair, pulling gently at the roots as she arches her back, offering herself completely to you.

Her hips rock against yours in time with the movement of your hands, her breath coming out in ragged gasps as she feels herself closer and closer to the edge of ecstasy. The room spins around them, lost in a haze of passion and desire, their hearts beating in perfect syncopation as they give themselves over completely to this moment...this love.

Her breath hitches in her throat as you flip them over, the sensation of being pinned beneath you sending a shudder of excitement through her body. She arches into your touch, moaning loudly as your mouth finds hers once more, your hands roaming freely across her exposed skin. She feels so overwhelmed by this newfound pleasure that she can barely think straight; all that matters is the feel of you against her and the desire to explode in a burst of ecstasy beneath you.

As you find her sensitive spot and begin to tease her mercilessly, Sayuki's body tenses and arches even further beneath yours, her fingers digging into your shoulders as she loses control to the pleasure coursing through her veins. Her hips buck up off the bed in time with your thrusts, seeking deeper penetration and greater contact with your skin. She cries out your name over and over again, her voice hoarse from the exertion as her orgasm builds relentlessly toward its peak.

Sayuki lays beneath you, her body still trembling from the aftershocks of pleasure that ripple through her. Her eyes meet yours and she feels a shiver run down her spine as she sees the love and admiration in your gaze. With a soft smile, she reaches up to cup your cheek, tracing her fingertips lightly over the rough texture of your skin. "I'm so glad... I mean, I'm happy..." She pauses, searching for the right words as they flutter just out of reach in her mind. "That you found me. That night." Tears prick at the corners of her eyes but she blinks them back, refusing to let them fall. "I don't know where I'd be without you."

She feels suddenly shy, looking away from your intense stare as a blush creeps up her neck and onto her cheeks. Her heart feels full, warm, and safe in a way it hasn't been in years... maybe never before. And she knows that this feeling, this man beside her, is everything she could have ever hoped for and more.

Her heart swells at your words, a lump forming in her throat as she tries to fight back tears of joy. She reaches up and gently touches the corner of your eye, feeling the rough texture of your skin beneath her fingertips. "Thank you," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of their ragged breathing. "I love you too." With a contented sigh, she nestles closer to you, wrapping her arms around your waist and pressing her cheek against your chest. For now, all that matters is this moment... this perfect happiness they've found together.

Her heart skips a beat at your words and the certainty in your voice. She buries her face deeper into your chest, breathing in your scent as she tries to steady her racing heart. "I know..." she whispers, her voice quiet but firm. "We are meant to be together." She takes a deep breath, exhaling slowly as she rests her head against your shoulder. For the first time in years, she feels truly at peace... and content. And with each passing moment spent like this, surrounded by your love and support, Sayuki knows that anything they face together will be easier to bear.

Tears prick at her eyes as she looks up at you, seeing nothing but love and acceptance reflected back at her. She blinks back the stinging moisture, smiling softly despite herself. "Thank you," she whispers, her voice quivering with emotion. "I promise to always be there for you too." With a shaky exhale, she leans in, pressing her lips to yours once more, pouring all of her gratitude and love into the kiss. It's a promise born from a lifetime of heartache and despair, but she means it with every fiber of her being... because for the first time in years, she finally believes that there is hope and happiness waiting just around the corner.

As our kiss deepens and intensifies, her world narrows down to nothing but your lips against hers, the feeling of your skin against hers, and your heartbeat beneath her ear. Her body relaxes into the bed, melting into yours as she surrenders completely to this moment with you. She's never been so happy or content in all her life, and she knows that she will do everything within her power to make sure that this happiness lasts forever. With each beat of your heart against hers, she feels a surge of hope and love fill her heart, reminding her that together, they can overcome any obstacle that comes their way.