DISCLAIMER: I know italics can be very annoying if the entire story is written in italics

DISCLAIMER: I know italics can be very annoying if the entire story is written in italics. I just want to let everyone know that the italics in this story stand for Ren's thoughts. But, let me know if it's too hard to read in italics.

Akito

Akito…such a selfish child. Claiming to be God. A god who can grant everyone deliverance or deal out punishment. A god who sees all and knows all and understands all. A god wronged by her subjects. But, the question is: what wrong have they done?

Such a selfish child. She pulls those Juunishi around her like a blanket and hides from reality in the little world she has created. She hawks and harks on about how she has been abused and mistreated by the ones that she loves; by her beloveds. Abused and mistreated by the men and women who stalk through these halls like shadows. So unfortunate to be include among the Juunishi. You don't identify of the zodiac by their looks or talents or attitudes. No; glance upon the scars of their beings and souls and humanities. That is the real Juunishi. They are scared by many years of abuse and misuse. They have gone, their whole lives, without hope, without refuge. Without anything new; other than the fact that every so often the head of the Sohma changes and we're back to the cycle repeating abuse. This latest Sohma Head has been the worse of all the Sohma Heads that have grasped the reigns of their accursed existence.

And we're back to Akito. Such a selfish girl. She thinks she can hide them away from me…oh does she believe she can hide them away from the world…and from me. I've already got my hands on one; does she think I cannot get my hands on another of those beautiful men?

I must stifle my giggle otherwise those bitches will come in here, demanding that I take more of their dope so that I won't dare think of harming their beloved Akito. I sigh at my success and must stifle yet another stupid giggle.

Oh, not even God knows how I sired such a child. Akito…shoe hoards everything to her like she owns it all; the money and the zodiac and the ghost of my beloved husband. She clutches it all to her bosom like precious jewels and she never uses any of it to her advantage. This child, supposedly mine, knows not how to conquer the men she so claims to own.

Stop giggling. No, I would know how to dispose of them at my will.

Oh, who should I start with? Shigure…