A.N. I don't own Furuba/Fruits Basket. As for the pairing, Akito is in fact a girl and I like the pairing to an extent. Akito needs Tohru.
"You dare refuse me? I am GOD!" Akito's voice was shrill and filled with rage, objects flying at the impassive Sohma doctor. Burning onyx eyes stared hatefully at the male, chest heaving from exertion. "You will bring her to me, Hatori. I order you to."
Clenching his fists, the dragon wanted to shout, to scream and deny the Sohma Head. She was an innocent-She didn't deserve Akito's wrath. "Please Akito-sama, allow me to find another-" he began, sending an imploring look at the 'god' of the zodiac.
"Only her, Hatori. Only she is acceptable."
Smiling sweetly, the brunette met the older man's gaze in surprise. "Hatori-san! I didn't know you were coming today! Would you like to come inside and have tea?" She stood, brushing the garden soil from her hands.
"No..." Closing his eyes as he let out a sigh, the older male rested a hand on top of her head. "Tohru... You have to come with me. Akito-sama desires your company."
Faltering a moment, Tohru looked down. "A-am I going to have my memory taken away?"
Gently ruffling her silky chocolate colored locks, the dragon looked down at her. "No. Your memory shall remain your own. I'll give you a few moments to change and get your things."
Walking into the tea room where the brunette and the doctor waited, Akito glared at the man. "Leave us, Hatori."
"Akito-sama-" the tall man began to argue, his eyes flashing protectively.
"Leave!" the 'god' screamed, onyx orbs boring into the older Sohma's soul. Smirking when the order was obeyed, those same eyes turned to the frightened but submissive looking teen. "Hm... Little Tohru..." Bending down and grabbing her chin roughly, the dark beauty forced their eyes to meet. "So... Common."
Chest constricting in fear, the small female barely suppressed the trembling of her body. "W-what... What may I do fo-for you, Akito-sama?"
"You can worship me." That said, the hand that grasped her chin reared back and struck her cheek. "Worship me the way a common wench should worship their god!" When the girl tumbled, a foot was rammed into her ribs.
"A-akito-sama!" Whimpers fell from her lips as she tried to shield herself, curling into a ball.
Breathing heavily, the Sohma head finally stopped, collapsing next to her and drawing the girl's face into eager hands. "So... Common. These brown eyes." With a yank to her hair, the god forced those eyes open once more. "And this hair. Plain. Ordinary. There's nothing special about you... You're... Just a girl."
Staring into those black eyes, the teen whimpered. "I-I know, Akito-s-sama... I-I just-" Her words were cut off when demanding lips crushed her submissive ones.
"But-" Pushing her down, the older figure dominated her with her mere stance. "-they want you. I want you? What have you done to me to make GOD seek a lowly wench like you?" No answer could be given as their lips met once more.
"Please..." Tohru was breathless, trying to push the dark beauty away. "Please, Akito-sama... I'll do anything... Please don't-don't..." She choked on a sob, not wanting to be struck again.
"Tell me you'll worship me... Tell me you'll want only for me." Desperation leaked into the words, a helplessness that couldn't be hidden coming to the surface.
"I... I will love you..." She whispered the words softly, knowing that love was what the Sohma had always wanted. Slowly, she kissed the older woman, resting gently hands on her back and holding her in a way that was both intimate and innocent. "And I will worship you... My goddess."