Suddenly, as if out of nowhere, I was grabbed and pinned down by two huge security guards.

I tried breaking free and screaming, however none of those methods were effective.

Lane was behind them, when everyone saw him they shook in fear, except for Ryou, who looked furious.

I was panting heavily, and gasping for air, however one of the security guards had his hands around my mouth.

Lane walked over to me and simply stated: "Hello."

I said nothing. I managed to glance over at Ryou, who obviously wanted to save me, but with all the security guards, he was incapable of doing so.

Once again I was terrified. What were they going to do to me this time?

"I have good news Paich."

Judging from the smug expression on his face I could tell he was lying.

"I have a client who desperately wants to meet you." His arrogant smile grew even wider. I tried to imagine his face covered in stab wounds and him lying on the floor covered in blood. But I still couldn't calm down.

"So, now you two are going to meet, I'm sure he will have lots of fun."

What was he going to do with me? Who's he?

"Take him away," Lane instructed.

Everything around me was a blur. I almost couldn't believe what was happening. I felt myself being dragged by the security guards. I eventually entered a large dark room where I was chained up.

I stared at the security guards, I was pleading for forgiveness, yet I was only given a smirk back.

Lane looked down at me. I was defenseless. I was at his mercy.

"This client is almost ready. He is paying lots of money to spend time with you..."

He then left, his arrogant smile never leaving his face.

***

Larouge's POV

I was frantically pacing around my room. It won't be long now before the business man known as El Diablo will arrive and take Paich's virginity.

I couldn't let anyone harm him, or the rest of the students. I had to save him and kill El Diablo without anyone knowing it was me. If I were to succeed not only would Paich be safe but no one will believe that he is the real assassin.

I took out the knife, which was hidden along with the key and lighter.

I smirked as I stared at the blood stained knife.

No one messes with my students.