A/N: I just felt this song kind of works for Akito… Has anyone else noticed how stalker-ish it sounds though? Set after book 4.
Disclaimer: I don't own either Fruits Basket or the song Every Breath You Take; I'm just borrowing them for pleasure and I'm not making any money off this!
Ratings: PG for some morbid thoughts.
Genre: General/Angst
Warnings: Some slight Shounen-ai, but I'm not sure; you could probably read it either way.
Main Characters: Sohma Akito!
Additional Notes: I don't know exactly why I wrote this…possibly because I've never written a Akito-centric fic and I thought it would be fun to try…I hope I succeeded! In addition, I am disregarding the chapter 94 spoiler concerning Akito.
Every Breath You Take
He quietly watched from window as Yuki hesitantly entered the estate, bound for Hatori's clinic. Akito's eyes narrowed; he knew Yuki would never come to see him as he had requested. The boy would have to be taught another lesson at the rate he was going. Perhaps a few days in that special room…
Ev'ry breath you take
Ev'ry move you make
Ev'ry bond you break
Ev'ry step you take
I'll be watching you
Akito knew…he knew how Yuki felt about Honda Tohru; he was not naïve enough to be blinded to it. The patriarch's fingers tightened their grip on the doorframe as a picture of the girl who'd stolen his beloved Yuki's heart floated in front of his vision.
How dare she… How dare she take from him what he held so dear? She was a bug beneath his heel! Unworthy of Yuki's attention! And yet…somehow, this girl…this ordinary girl…had captured the rat's heart… How?
Ev'ry single day
Ev'ry word you say
Ev'ry game you play
Ev'ry night you stay
I'll be watching you
The pale youth sighed and released the doorframe from his death hold on it. He watched…he always watched. The only memories he had of when he was small were of watching the other children play while he was quarantined in his dark room. He had hated it; he had longed to be there with them, playing with them. Then, he had met Yuki…another child who could not play with the others…
Oh can't you see?
You belong to me
My poor heart aches
With ev'ry step you take
Akito closed his eyes. "Yuki…you are still mine…no matter where you run…where you hide…you will not escape," he whispered.
Therat didn't know it, but Akito knew everything that happened to thezodiac members. His eyes and ears were everywhere… He was bound to them and they to him. They belonged to him. It hurt that they shunned him so…hated him so, it truly did.
He gently fingered the roses and flowers that adorned the dark room; he and the flowers were alike, he mused. They were always bright in the beginning, like a child full of innocence, but soon, if kept in the dark, they grew twisted and blackened beyond recognition and brittle. Then they were thrown carelessly aside, as if they had never been.
Ev'ry move you make
Ev'ry vow you break
Ev'ry smile you fake
Ev'ry claim you stake
I'll be watching you
He sighed, ripping the petals off a blood red rose, and, with morbid fascination, he watched as they fell to the ground and were swept away by a slight breeze from the window. That was the only difference between him and the flowers: they would float away, like ashes on the wind, once they died.
He was chained…chained to this role; he had not asked to be this way. He would trade it all for the role of the rat…even the ox or snake would be better than this hell on earth. The sickness was almost unbearable but it was his only friend and, though unwelcomed, it was not turned away at the door. After all, misery deserves company…
Since you've gone
I've been lost without a trace
I dream at night
And I only see your face
I look around
But it's you I can't replace
I feel so cold
And I long for your embrace
I keep cryin'
Baby, baby please
It had hurt when therat had left… He had run to Shigure, leaving the patriarch to wither even further in his dark world…alone. Aside from his birds, the only living beings to ever visit him of their own free will were Hatori and Shigure.
But still… Akito could sense their forced movements. They were merely going through the motions and waiting for the next god; he could see it in their eyes…the disgust, the hatred, the fear…
Oh can't you see?
You belong to me
My poor heart aches
With ev'ry step you take
Didn't they realize? Didn't they understand? He wasn't doing this because he wanted to; he had had no choice in the matter. He would gladly change…if he could. Akito felt himself weaken as he lay on the futon, eyes staring at the ceiling but not seeing it.
How dare they? They just leave him there to rot, alone in his dark room, attended only by servants who cowered in fear of him. Alone with his pain and the fevered dreams brought on by the curse… Alone…
Ev'ry move you make
Ev'ry vow you break
Ev'ry smile you fake
Ev'ry claim you stake
I'll be watching you
He gritted his teeth. I'll make them see… If they won't visit me willingly, I'll give them a taste of what this hell feels like!'
Ev'ry move you make
Ev'ry step you take
I'll be watching you
Akito made his way down the hall, his haori swaying in time with his feet. When he reached the door to Hatori's clinic, he didn't bother to knock; who was there that would deny him what he wanted?
The patriarch watched, with no little satisfaction, as Yuki's eyes widened in horror and disbelief. Hatori, however, merely bowed uneasily. "Akito-san…you should be resting…"
"Leave Hatori," said the patriarch calmly, and yet, Hatori froze before hastily bowing and leaving, shooting therat an apologetic glance as he did so.
I'll be watching youEv'ry breath you take
Ev'ry mover you make
Ev'ry bond you break
I'll be watching you
Akito's dark indigo eyes narrowed in suppressed rage. "Yuki," he said softly to the trembling rat. "You came and didn't bother to see me? It hurts me so when you do this Yuki…"
"A-Akito…I-I'm s-sorry," stuttered Yuki, terrified as Akito closed the gap between them. "I...I was going to…"
Akito laughed harshly. "No…you were never going to see me. You fear me…loathe me…I see it in your eyes that you do…"
Ev'ry single day
Ev'ry word you say
Ev'ry game you play
Ev'ry move you make
Ev'ry bond you break
I'll be watching you
Yuki swallowed and took an involuntary step back, away from the pale boy who's face was now inches from his own. "I…"
"But Yuki," continued Akito, ignoring the rat's interruption. "You and I are bound…we are chained to one another… Just as the Jade Emperor favored the rat, the first to appear before him at the banquet, so, too, do I…"
By now, Yuki was breathing harshly, as though he had run a marathon. "Please Akito…" he whispered, his voice trembling.
Ev'ry step you take
Ev'ry breath you take
Ev'ry move you make
Ev'ry bond you break
I'll be watching you
Akito reached up and caressed the trembling boy's cheek gently, but a tremor of terror went through the rat; Akito frowned. Without warning, the patriarch grabbed Yuki's hair, forcing the teen to look him in the eye. "You are afraid… Why are you afraid Yuki?" he asked slowly.
Therat didn't answer, he was almost gasping for breath now. Akito's frown deepened and he angrily threw Yuki to the ground. "Know this," he hissed, his voice as cold, or perhaps colder than ice as he stared down at the boy. "You cannot escape…and I am always watching… I'll be waiting…the girl will leave…and I'll be waiting…and watching… Good day…my Yuki."
Ev'ry single day
Ev'ry word you say
Ev'ry game you play
I'll be watching you
Akito left without another word and Hatori rushed in to tend to the stricken rat. Akito smirked as the servants fled from his sight as he entered his dark room once more. Yuki hadn't forgotten him…he would return to him… If the girl interfered, she would be removed…the insolent brat…
Ev'ry move you make
Ev'ry bond you break
Ev'ry step you take
Ev'ry move you make
I'll be watching you…
Akito watched from his window as Yuki left, still shaken from the encounter. Akito's lip curled into a dark smile as therat glanced back and spotted him at the window. Yuki hurriedly left, fleeing the patriarch's piercing gaze.
"I'll be waiting Yuki… I'll be watching…" whispered Akito quietly as a petal fell from a twisted rose and was swept away like ashes on the wind.
I'll be watching you…Owari
A/N: Yay! My first Akito-centric fic! I'm so happy! It's a bit fragmented, but I have a feeling that's how Akito's mind works…he's miserable, so he wants others to be that way too… After all, misery deserves company…but I'm sure Tohru would disagree with that…
Ja mata min'na and don't forget to review!