Well, here it is, the oneshot based on my poem "Lonely Soul." This is basically Kyo's thoughts on the curse and Akito before meeting Tohru. Not meant to be a Akito/Kyo pairing. At ALL. I hate that pairing (no offense fans!)

Once upon a time I had a dream that I owned Furuba...then I woke up and realized that my name is not Natsuki Takaya and I will never be that awesome XD


He sat alone in the small, dark room, waiting, no, anticipating the punishment that was to come. Of course, he hadn't done anything, but it didn't matter. He was to be punished anyway for the sole reason that he was the cat, and the cat was always at fault. He was the monster. He was the cause of it. It was the curse. His greatest fault was being born into the world. Life was his crime, and his jailer saw to it that he lived out his misery every day.

Akito-- his jailer, and his god. The one who saw to it that he was treated like filth all his life, and also the one that he could never leave.

Did any of it make sense? To Akito it did.

Was it right? To Akito, yes, it was.

Now, directing the same questions onto himself, does anything make sense? Well, yes, this is the reason for which he was born. He was, is, and...forever...will be the outlet, the willing prisoner onto whom all the anger and shame is poured.

And was, is, it right? He could find no answer to the silent question.

When he was much younger he had foolishly dared to ask Akito why. Never again. He had fallen to his knees after having to endure blow after blow, attacks from every physical and emotional aspect that a young, enraged Akito could think of. He had let his tears show, just that once. He begged, pleaded, and implored him to stop. He was desperate. Desperate for the pain to end. Desperate for relief from Akito's rage. Desperate to end his life-- and his curse. In his agony he had relayed these pleas to Akito, but "god" only laughed and continued the never ending torture. Akito scoffed at him, "Desperate, you're desperate? Stupid, selfish cat, at least your curse can end!"

And-- just that once-- he saw into the depths of the eyes that held the true desperation, the knowledge that for "god," the curse would never end.

The weak moment was over so quickly that one might think it was simply an illusion, and Akito contined to berate him, "How dare you even dream of relief from pain," he spat, "when you know that your god, the one person that you should live for, is facing the eternal curse, from which there is no end."

.............................

That one time. That one statement, and he finally understood. It wasn't Akito. The torture that the cat dealt with every day was not simply the work of human hands, it was the work of it-- the curse.

The curse was the reason he was hated. The curse was the reason why he caused Akito such great anger, and in turn, the reason why Akito attacked him and the rest of the "family," or rather, the dysfunctional bunch of misfits who had been chosen to bear similar burdens. Then again, they had it easy, they had an outlet, they had someone to blame....and that was his job. In that one moment he realized that he and Akito were similar in that they were both alone. And yet, in that one bitter moment he saw that Akito was even more desperate then he was. He understood that "god" wanted to cry out and be undertood. The both did. They both cried.

~*Hear my desperate cry*~


The End.

Another note- to those of you who have read the manga up until recently you may notice that I refer to Akito in a certain way, forgive me for this, but i do not want to ruin the surprise for those who do not yet know.

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