Hello! I'm back, AGAIN. I've been reading my story again and I've improved so much since then….so I think I'm going to continue this story, but change up the style a little bit. Does anyone want to role play on AIM? My friend who did it with me has been a little too busy and I MISS IT! Anyways, I hope you enjoy….

The Sound of Silence

I was sick again. It was raining, cold and sharp and brisk, and Hatori still hadn't come to see me. I bet he was with that stupid snake Ayame. I could do without him altogether. He's always going around, making merry…stupid. A servant had come to check on me and bring me some soup some hours ago, but I hadn't touched it. I just wasn't hungry, and the thing I needed most was for someone to talk to me. Of course, I wouldn't tell anyone that.

It was a Saturday, and that meant that Suzuna would be out of school, yet she wasn't here to see me. I was getting angry, sitting there, waiting for her, waiting for Hatori…and then I saw them. Isuzu and Hatsuharu, walking together. Hatsuharu was carrying an umbrella that they were sharing, and she was holding onto his arm. In a way it almost made me wish I could go out easily. I was fuming at this point, until a sharp knock came at my door. An older servant woman slid the door open.

"Akito-sama, Hatori-san is here to see you."

"Very well, see him in."

I didn't bother to turn as he walked in. I could just picture him bowing to me, his superior…

"Akito-sama, I heard you were not feeling well…because you went out. You shouldn't go out. The grass might irritate you, which I think it did."

He turned to me, and checked my temperature ( a fever, of course), and told me I had the flu. He told me the usual; 'take your medicine, get plenty of rest, and if you need me, call me.'

I did call him, and he was about an hour late. I could have died in that hour, but why would he care? I continued to stare out into the rain for what seemed like an eternity, until I saw a figure walking in the typhoon. I realized it was a woman's figure. I sat and waited until a knock came at the door.

"Let her in!" I called.

There she was, my woman, my Suzuna. She walked in, a little damp from the weather. Of course I didn't turn to see her, she might think I favor her too much that way. She walked over to my little patio and sat down next to me.

"Good afternoon, Akito-san…they told me, or…your servants told me, that you're sick with flu…"

Finally, I turned to her, and noticed the worried expression on her face, as if she was pained with my pain. I looked at her blankly. It was like she wanted to say something but couldn't quite find the words.

"You should eat something, Akito-san…"
"I'm not hungry."

"Akito…"

She took a spoonful of the cold soup and held her hand under it.

"Now take a sip."

I looked at her reluctantly, but her face was so…so endearing, I opened my mouth as she put the soup in. She had it warmed up for me. What a good girl she was. She was so good to me. I finished the bowl and she smiled.

"There, now you can get better soon."

She turned and watched the rain. She seemed happier than she was last week. I looked at her kimono. I realized that every time she came, she almost always wore a kimono. I didn't like western clothing…traditional suited her well. Her figure, however, was not a traditional Japanese woman's. She had told me once that her mother was American. As all these thoughts swam through my head, I didn't even notice she was staring at me.

"Akito-san…my head is up here."

I looked at her, secretly flustered, but I looked at her in contempt.

"I can look where ever I please."

"Not on my breasts you don't."

The audacity of Suzuna amazed me. I smirked at her, and for some reason she blushed. I crawled toward her, and stroked her cheek.

"Dear, dear Suzuna…my beautiful, beautiful woman…HOW DARE YOU SPEAK TO ME THAT WAY!"

I don't know what happened after that…I think the fever got to my head, and I passed out, but when I woke up Suzuna's cheek was red, and she was sobbing.

"Suzuna! Who did this to you!"

She looked at me, tears streaming down her face. I pulled her into my arms and soothed her as she sobbed.

"Suzuna…shh…it's alright…"

She looked up at me, and I kissed her.
"Come sit with me…come closer…"

I pulled her onto my lap, and held her, touched her…like the simple, simple toy she was.

YOW! That took me a while, and I loved it. Wow wow wow….what a possessive jerk. This is gonna get really really good…

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love suzu