Chapter 2.

Yuki's POV-

That night, as I try to sleep, all I could think about what Akito was doing with the Fox. I was getting restless, and definitely wasn't going to achieve anything by lying in my room. Getting out of bed, I slipped on a crisp shirt and scurry down the hallway, hoping not to disturb any night owls. Following only my irrational thoughts, I scampered up the narrow staircase, up to a familiar room that only earlier today I had discovered. There was Amaryllis' room. I slowly pressed my hand on the door, trusting the house to not squeak in protest as I opened the wooden door.

Amaryllis' POV-

After I had blacked out, Akito had cared for me. She cleaned and wrapped my fresh wound and sprained jaw from where she had struck me earlier. I wondered, many times, if she was my mother. But no, for one she was too young, and also I doubted that motherly love was something she was experienced in. As she was leaving, dragging with her medical supplies of all sorts, I started to feel somewhat drowsy. It was probably all those pills Akito gave me. Usually Hatori would have treated me, but apparently he was off on a trip somewhere. Akito usually never came to check on me, but she was doing it rather often now. I thought back to what happened earlier today, with the meeting of that Yuki boy. He was surprisingly unshocked at the fact that another unfound Zodiac was living in his attic, but I supposed that the Sohma family were rather experienced in the way of slightly unbelievable things. It was the fear in his eyes when Akito walked in that surprised me. Akito had beaten me bloody for a few times in my life, but I had never been afraid of her. She had a soft side, and although she was horrible and arrogant most of the time, I almost felt a desperate need to protect her. It was like some other being possessed her, making her say the appalling things she does, but inside was only a scared little girl. Maybe it was just that I had spent most of my life with rare visits from her being the only human contact I got. Or maybe my sanity was just dripping out of my brain.

Creak.

My ears pricked up. Akito? No, she rarely ever came to check up on me, and she had been in my room twice that day. A breaking record. Another creak. A sliver of greyish light feel through the thin crack in between my door and wall. I sat up in my bed, feeling somewhat nervous. Who on earth would come up here? Well. I never thought it would be him.

Yuki's POV- I 3 FB

I silently cursed myself for letting the door make a noise. Then again, she wasn't going to find out I was here anyway. But what if Akito was still in the room? I don't know what would happen, but it wouldn't be good. At all. Uh, what the hell was I thinking? Too late now; the door was at least half-open and I could hear a gasp and rustling from inside the small room. Slowly, I poked my head through the opening. It was cold in there. Much colder than the rest of the house, but I guessed it was the attic. Small, deserted, a never to be found attic. Amaryllis was curled up in a knitted blanket, and for a brief second the image of Akito lounging in a leather chair with knitting needles found its way into my head.

"Uh, Yuki?" She asked uncertainly. I was just standing there, thoughts churning in my brain. She stared at me, probably awaiting a response to her query.

"Yes, hello. Umm, I was just…" I let the sentence trail off, unsure of how exactly to finish it. She looked momentarily confused, but shook her head and lay back down. That's when I saw her cheek. Without even meaning to, I absent-mindly walked over to her. Gently, I moved my fingers so they were a centre-metre away from her purple cheek, bandaged messily and red with her fresh blood. A deep pain split through my heart, almost as if I was the one who had the damage done to me.

"Yuki? What are you doing?" She asked accusily in a tired voice.

"Uh," My mind was like a blank white slate. For the second time that night I questioned what exactly I was doing. "Your cheek. What… happened?" I asked.

"Akito. Don't worry. I… Akito gave me some pills, and it doesn't hurt that much now." She said, her eyes diverting to my hand, still resting just above her bandages. Noticing that she was staring at it, I quickly drew it to my side.

"So, who are you again?" I laughed, trying to figure out more information about Amaryllis.

"A girl." She said looking anywhere bit into my eyes. I wonder why. Well, I doubt that getting information out of her is going to be that easy. I stood up to leave, fatigue clouding my vision, when a slim set of fingers caught at my wrist. I turned my body, facing Amaryllis. I was very aware that my lips were about ten centre-metres away from hers.

"Come back tomorrow, okay?"