Imprisonment: 03

Author's notes: To silvercross: I simply followed the Japanese translation I used in a Japanese dictionary. ^^

Anyway, I thank you for all your reviews. Here's the third chapter…uh…where Yuki-torture begins?

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"My dear Yuki…we meet again." Sohma Akito hoarsely whispered, standing over his cowering younger cousin. His cold, blue eyes met terrified silver-purplish ones, looking up at him with great trepidation. He smirked – smiling so menacingly at the younger Sohma – sending unwanted chills down Sohma Yuki's already trembling spine. A draft was coming in the room through the open window, making the last of the fresh leaves enter the silent, tranquil room.

"A…" Yuki murmured in a very soft tone, almost undecipherable. "A-Akito…"

"My, my…the window shouldn't be open, Yuki." Akito said in an endearing tone, an unreadable glint shining in his blue eyes. "You'll get a cold."

Yuki paid no attention to the Sohma master's words, his eyes still widened at the sight of Akito. Akito just continued to simper, now walking a few steps away to close the single window.

** Yuki's POV **

My eyes followed him as he closed the window, depriving me of sunlight. He wasn't supposed to be here…he already ruined my childhood – what does he want now?

My fingers were trembling, my body shivering unnecessarily. Akito was stepping closer and closer – still I could feel his threatening presence – hovering over my slumped figure. Suddenly, my legs became lead and couldn't move, my body slowly stiffening as Akito came to close the distance between us. He kneeled in front of me, a glint in his eye I could see.

I didn't like that glint…

"Yuki…" he started, leering at me as if I was some monstrous doll. "You look pale…"

I shook my head in reply. "I'm not pale…" I weakly said.

"Yes, you are, Yuki…" Akito murmured, inching his face closer to mine. "And I don't like that." With his last words, I felt a hand creeping upon my cheek, gracing it with his long, white fingers. I grimaced – his skin was too cold compared to mine, and I didn't like this feeling as Akito continued his small pints of torture. My nerves pricked up as he massaged my cheek, played with my hair… it was too traumatizing. I flinched as he continued on, wanting to push away the older member of the Sohma family.

But I was too cowardly to do so.

"Your lips…" Akito continued, his other hand playing with the neckline of my gi. "…are also pale. I also don't like that." He said, menacingly smiling. "You know I don't like that, do you, Yuki?" he asked me, still staring down at me. At that moment, I felt an icy thumb run over my lips, making shivers run down my spine. 

I was speechless.

"What's the matter?" Akito asked me, now staring at me with an evil glare.

"P-please…s-stop…." I pleaded in a murmur, wanting him to stop what he was doing to me. This was more than what he did before…and I was sure it would haunt me forever. He had to stop now.

"Yuki…" Akito muttered, a smile creeping up his face. "Why would I stop? Am I doing anything bad to you?" Akito started to caress my cheek, his other arm placed on my shoulder. I felt the left sleeve of my gi fall down to my elbow, a sneer still playing on Akito's lips. I flinched – I didn't want this to go on any further.

Where was Hatori when I needed him?

I felt his cold hand rub up against my now bare arm. I crawled backwards to avoid more of his skin, but he kept advancing towards me like I was some prey. My eyes flared up as Akito narrowed his, realizing that I just backed up against the wall. I left the futon scrambled, the blanket in disarray, and now Akito was kneeling before me, and ready to do whatever he pleases. And I was helpless, lying on the wooden floor, cowering beneath my cousin…

"Am I doing anything wrong to you, Yuki?" he inquired, staring at me.

"A…Akito…" I mumbled, realizing that he was about to do something I didn't expect. "Please…"

His face neared mine, making me feel his breath upon my face. His smile widened, eyes narrowed, looking at me with a sleeve of my gi lying on the floor. My eyes widened more as I felt his hand rub against my bare half, finally closing in whatever distance stood between us and kissing me on my lips. I panicked, which was too unlikely of me, firmly pressing my hand against his shoulders and pushing him finally away.

With my action, Akito stumbled backward, landing a few feet before me. His smile turned into a frown as he looked at me with an unreadable expression, straightening himself up to his full height.

"Why, Yuki, I never expected you to push me away."

I kept silent, my lips quivering. Remembering that Akito just KISSED me, I wiped whatever essence of him left on my lips. He stared at me…that look in his face staying put.

"Why did you do that, Yuki?"

"You…" I stuttered out, my eyes still on him. "Y-you…you j-just k-kissed m-me…"

"Is there something wrong with that?" Akito asked me, stepping slowly to me, again closing the once safe distance between us. But I wouldn't call it safe. Safe for me is about miles away, back there…in Shigure's home. "Is there something wrong with me kissing you?"

I stopped looking at him. I hastily switched my gaze to his bare feet, which were walking to me every second. I tried to move away, probably forgetting that I already backed up onto the wooden wall.

One response flew out of my lips. "Yes."

The moment I recognized what word I pronounced, I definitely knew it was wrong.

I prayed to God that Akito didn't hear what I said.

Too bad…

I was wrong.

"What did you say?" Akito said, his blue eyes narrowing into slits. I gulped hard, seeing that he just knelt beside me with newfound anger arising in his veins.

"I said nothing." I answered the older Sohma. Again, my answer enraged him even more.

"You said something." He replied, that horrifying and menacing look contorting on his face.

I kept my mouth closed.

"SAY IT!!!!!" he thundered at me, grabbing my shoulders – one bare and one not – and shoved me up the wall, making my head bang once against it. I was lifted a few centimeters above the floor, his narrowed navy eyes burning into mine. I refused to look at him, feeling a heavy headache invading my consciousness as he banged me off the wall once more.

"LOOK AT ME!!!!"

I groaned, feeling something crack beneath me.

I didn't respond, my eyelids becoming heavier as he banged my frail body on the wall. I felt my head was going to crack, unbearable pain surging through my head, feeling dizzy and unstable. The next thing I knew, some liquid was passing through my silver-purplish hair and trickling down the side of my skull.

"AKITO!!!!" I heard someone scream, then run over to the person holding me up and pry him off against me. I closed my eyes as I slid down the wooden door with a thud, not bothering to look up at the person who saved me from Akito's wrath.

Tohru bolted straight from her deep slumber, sitting up straight as fast as she could. She breathed in and out shallowly, her eyes wide from the dream she just saw.

Yuki was being tortured, being made to suffer what he had gone through all over again. At the remembrance, Tohru placed her elbow on her desktop, since she was sleeping on her desk, and clutched a patch of long, chocolate-brown hair.

"I hope…Yuki-kun's…" She gasped out, feeling a migraine coming on its way. "…Alright…"

Author's notes: So, did you like it? Tell me if its too violent or anything…or if they're OOC. I would really like to hear from you guys.

So please, R&R!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Doumo Arigato Gozaimashita!

A. Pikachu