As the mental connection finally completed, Ichigo simply smiled. Instead of his words, she'd hear his voice in her mind.

Her name is Saburo, apparently. When you meet someone named that, ask if she has a brother. She'll tell you all about her brother Ichi. That will be your clue.

At that, the boy seemed to fade away, as light flashed into the dark room. Soon, it seemed as though the entire place ceased to exist. And Antipode's mind... was laid bare.

Strange, alien, but it was delving into her mind at the same time. She got glimpses. The things he had done. Experiments he'd executed... girls he'd raped. His curiosity, and general lack of malice, and even lack of understanding what the big deal was. Still a horrible monster, of course, from her perspective.

Huh, brother?? Telling Yuki to look for Saburo and to ask about her brother didn't clear things up for her, if anything, it just seemed to make things more unclear. She noticed the boy disappearing, being left alone in the space. She felt the foreign alien presence delving into her mind, her vision flipping between the empty space to imagines from the monster's mind. The switches were slow but eventually built up to where she stopped seeing the space and only saw the moments from its past. But not just the moments but she could feel the emotions connected to the event. She felt them as she lived through them herself, as if she raped all those girls, the experiments... the confusion over human nature. She could only imagine that the monster was getting something similar from her. Moments and emotions from her own past.

Indeed Antipode was. Her confused memories, her experience of his rape. Her anger and her joy. And her embarassment, shame, everything else. He absorbed much of it, and gained a vast treasure trove of data, as he always did. Perhaps he'd be able to use it better than he had before.

After all, he saw so many interesting tidbits in her history. The secret of her enjoyment of molestation. Her argumentative nature, how much it was a means to cope.

And in the opposite, Yuki could see his plans. The girl he intended to create, Saburo. Ichigo... and perhaps a little of what Antipode had done. Memories of the fantasy world created for another student. Jiro's dementia and brutal insanity. There was much to see, far too much for her human mind, but images like those would stick, perhaps.

A message to her, then.

Am I still a pervert, in your view?

Yuki felt her mind was being overwhelmed with images she was getting, some images were quiet clear, while other ones were a blur and out of focus. It was going to take some time for her to sort through the images and what they meant. It was like trying to watch a 12 hour movie at triple speed: you might get some of it but you were going to have to watch it at normal speed afterwards to understand it all. "Yes, of course you are. Did you really think that showing me that would change my mind?"

Not really. Actually, I figured it would seal your opinion of me. Regardless... I hope you enjoyed yourself. Look back on this positively, if you would. I know... precisely... how much you liked it. But I also see your distaste. Perhaps I'll have Ichigo add you to his expanding list of girls to save, or something. He needs some kind of goal for his life, hopeless as they are, don't you think?

The mental movie had stopped, and it seemed she was in a dream, almost, now. Still talking, but no longer feeling like she was in any kind of special place. In reality, she'd already been redressed and placed back in her bed. But the mental link lasted this long, for this last bit of conversation.

Yuki felt a small blush grace her cheeks as Antipode mentioned that she liked the experience, even thought she didn't want to. "If you really wanted to have that avatar save me, he'd have to find a way to get me off this island, but I'm sure that would be contradictory if he got all the girls off the island, since you monsters wouldn't have any girls to rape. And even if you did that, it wouldn't be his goal, it would be your goal for him."

Laughter. She didn't understand Ichigo, did she? No matter... they'd only spoken once, after all.

Ichigo has his own goals. And don't think my goals are the same as that of other monsters, either. Ichigo already intends to rescue one girl. I highly doubt he'd be against rescuing others. I might even let him, as it would prove interesting. But yes... I can feel your response. You liked it, and are probably rather pleased I wasn't... a monster about it.

More amusement. He knew that Saburo would meet this girl eventually... and it'd be best if she understood how completely autonomous they were.

Yuki glared at Antipode when he laughed at her. Dealing with a monster that had at least two avatars for the first time was like dealing with someone with multiple personalities for the first time. It was hard to tell where one began and the other ended. "Your goals are basically the same, to take the students here in what ever manner you wish." She felt her blush grow. "It doesn't matter what I think or feel when it comes to you."

Antipode thought for a moment. He could be quite courteous... and yet...

Yes. That's precisely correct. I don't, not really. Do you hold an ant's feelings worthwhile? And yet... that was the whole reason to create Ichigo, Jiro, and, soon, Saburo. So that, perhaps someday, I'll learn those peculiar emotions you humans hold. Sentimentality. I cannot quite predict what happens, but if what Ichigo learns dominates my mind... I'll care about humans, much like he does.

Another voice appeared. It seemed Ichigo had been listening in, and he sounded agitated.

Master, stop bothering her so. His voice now seemed directed to Yuki. You're right to dislike him. Truly. Even if his methods are on the whole gentler than normal, he's still a monster, and I hope... you can forgive me for being involved with him, and all of this.

More laughter. Antipode was laughing at Ichigo, it seemed.

It appears his feelings are getting hurt, Yuki! What do you say to that?

"Hm but if you learn about human emotions, would you still be able to do what you do? Would you still be able to take what you want without caring about your victim? If we're lucky it will be your undoing." Yuki shrugged her shoulders at his comments about Ichigo. "He's an odd fruit, what can I say? Its like caring about a computer's feelings when you hit it, you don't."

Antipode, of course, couldn't wait to see what sort of response the poor boy would have to that. But he didn't say anything. At least not at first. In fact, he was gone entirely, leaving the conversation at that point in a rage.

Well, considering he's both physically human, including brain, by the way, and has a mental state much like human, I'd guess he'd find your last statement incredibly harsh. Actually, I've been waiting to see him like that. It's a new emotion for him, and I thank you for giving me such an interesting thing to observe.

Okay. So Antipode wasn't even trying anymore. His clinical, amoral nature was completely out in the open. Perhaps he'd given some of his already limited compassion to the boy? Who could tell?

Yuki couldn't help but shrug again. "You called me an ant, and I called him a computer. I think he got the better deal in that exchange, since I didn't place myself above him. He needs to stop getting so upset over every little thing I say to him or no girl here will take him serious, he'll be just seen as an odd fruit that's part of a monster."

Oh, you just intimidate him. You should see him, with some of these girls! More laughter. Lighthearted, at Ichigo's expense.

Regardless, things started to fade again. It was time, it seemed.

I guess this is goodbye, Naito Yuki. Our time is nearly up. I hope that next time, you'll enjoy yourself even further. As the last bit of dream faded, she might have time for one parting shot, towards the monster who had toyed with her so completely.

Yuki figured that he viewed her as intimidating when he introduced Jiro to her and asked Yuki what she thought she did. With the exchange completed and the link no longer need, she started to feel the dream scape fading, pulling her back to reality and where ever her body was. She growled at the parting comment. "Don't hold your breath, you perverted monster. There's only so much a girl can enjoy when she's being forced upon and raped. And tell that nutty fruit of yours to suck it up and get over it." She felt the dream fading away until she was back in her body again. She groaned as she woke up and found herself not in the forest but back in her own bed, wearing her clothes again. As Yuki sat up and stood back on the floor, she was surprised that she wasn't experiencing any pain from her body, mostly just fatigue. "Shimatta," she cursed, assuming that it was the monster who had healed her and returned her to her room. That act wasn't going to make her like him any more. She made her way towards the showers, to clean herself off of anything the monster may have left behind on her and hopefully the noise of the shower would cover up any breakdown.