For one day
Part 2 {all normal disclaimers apply and just like always special thanks to my beta reader and person who really writes half the stuff ya read here{they are sadly just my ideas} her penname is Hatsuharu Sohma please read and review her story's}
Kyou found his way into Akito's room. A cold air lingered about, unlike the warm hallway, which he just came in from. He silently slid the door closed, and took a few steps forward. Akito was in his usual spot, hanging half out his oval window, staring at the outside world beyond. His kimono fell off his right shoulder, as always. Without even a backward glance, he spoke... "Hello Yuki, I am glad you came." He laughed softly, a malicious laugh that chilled Kyou right down to his bones.
Akito slowly rose from his resting stance, and fixed his kimono; which had a habit of falling off his shoulder. He smirked as he walked towards Kyou, whom appeared as Yuki. Kyou shuddered as a cool breeze blew in from the open door that led to Akito's veranda. The breeze pushed an odor of death past Kyou's nose. The cold air in the room was so frigid and harsh, Kyou felt as though it could choke the life out of any healthy and very much alive, creature.
Akito now stood next to Yuki, or whom he presumed Yuki. He smirked maliciously, as he bent down some, and placed his hand on the young boy's cheek. Kyou shuddered on the touch, which to him seemed as though Akito found this normal. Kyou wondered what it was that Yuki dealt with...Akito gazed into his eyes, and had the slightest hint of confusion upon his normally placid face. "My Yuki, my sweet.My sweet Yuki. Why is it today that your eyes hold no fear? They're a bottomless depth of courage today. Perhaps I should remind you of where you stand in the Souma family food chain." Akito ran a solitary finger along the boy's cheek. His skin was like ice, and Kyou compared Akito's touch; with that of the touch of death, itself.
As Akito's frail, cold finger made its way down Kyou's face; he purposely knicked his face with his nail. This caused Kyou to get angry, as all small things did. In an outburst of rage, at ironic timing Kyou yelled, "WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR!" Akito stared at the young Souma's face in shock. He did not expect his beloved pet Yuki to retort in such a horrid fashion. Akito was quick to put him in his place. "HAVE YOU FORGOTTEN WHO IS YOUR MASTER YUKI SOUMA!" At that, Akito slapped him hard across his face, leaving the child lying on the floor in pain; a big handprint splayed upon his delicate face.
'What the hell?' Thought Kyou, as he gazed into Akito's rage-filled eyes. 'Does Yuki always deal with this kind of...abuse? I thought the rat had a glorious life, in the lap of luxury...' Kyou jumped as Akito moved backwards then turned round. Kyou wasn't expecting him to move he really wasn't expecting anything what so ever. He watched Akito. The head of the family walked to a corner in the room and picked a whip off the wall. He turned and smirked at Yuki, or at least whom he saw as Yuki; and walked forward. As he walked he tapped the whip on his left-palm, insync with each footstep. The room echoed the sound of the whip only, but to Kyou it was torture. Akito stopped only inches in front of the boy, and laugh softly. He raised the whip above his head. "Perhaps this will remind you of... where you truly belong in the family, my pet!"
{^^ I wont get smacked for saying thanks again to my beta reader and person who helps me write this wonderful story Hatsuharu Sohma again will I? Also special thanks to my friend Paul for showing me the dvd preview of fruits basket witch is how I got into this great anime, my mom for paying the 40 dollars each to get me all the dvds, and my best friend Lauren.WHY just cause she is my best friend.}
Part 2 {all normal disclaimers apply and just like always special thanks to my beta reader and person who really writes half the stuff ya read here{they are sadly just my ideas} her penname is Hatsuharu Sohma please read and review her story's}
Kyou found his way into Akito's room. A cold air lingered about, unlike the warm hallway, which he just came in from. He silently slid the door closed, and took a few steps forward. Akito was in his usual spot, hanging half out his oval window, staring at the outside world beyond. His kimono fell off his right shoulder, as always. Without even a backward glance, he spoke... "Hello Yuki, I am glad you came." He laughed softly, a malicious laugh that chilled Kyou right down to his bones.
Akito slowly rose from his resting stance, and fixed his kimono; which had a habit of falling off his shoulder. He smirked as he walked towards Kyou, whom appeared as Yuki. Kyou shuddered as a cool breeze blew in from the open door that led to Akito's veranda. The breeze pushed an odor of death past Kyou's nose. The cold air in the room was so frigid and harsh, Kyou felt as though it could choke the life out of any healthy and very much alive, creature.
Akito now stood next to Yuki, or whom he presumed Yuki. He smirked maliciously, as he bent down some, and placed his hand on the young boy's cheek. Kyou shuddered on the touch, which to him seemed as though Akito found this normal. Kyou wondered what it was that Yuki dealt with...Akito gazed into his eyes, and had the slightest hint of confusion upon his normally placid face. "My Yuki, my sweet.My sweet Yuki. Why is it today that your eyes hold no fear? They're a bottomless depth of courage today. Perhaps I should remind you of where you stand in the Souma family food chain." Akito ran a solitary finger along the boy's cheek. His skin was like ice, and Kyou compared Akito's touch; with that of the touch of death, itself.
As Akito's frail, cold finger made its way down Kyou's face; he purposely knicked his face with his nail. This caused Kyou to get angry, as all small things did. In an outburst of rage, at ironic timing Kyou yelled, "WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR!" Akito stared at the young Souma's face in shock. He did not expect his beloved pet Yuki to retort in such a horrid fashion. Akito was quick to put him in his place. "HAVE YOU FORGOTTEN WHO IS YOUR MASTER YUKI SOUMA!" At that, Akito slapped him hard across his face, leaving the child lying on the floor in pain; a big handprint splayed upon his delicate face.
'What the hell?' Thought Kyou, as he gazed into Akito's rage-filled eyes. 'Does Yuki always deal with this kind of...abuse? I thought the rat had a glorious life, in the lap of luxury...' Kyou jumped as Akito moved backwards then turned round. Kyou wasn't expecting him to move he really wasn't expecting anything what so ever. He watched Akito. The head of the family walked to a corner in the room and picked a whip off the wall. He turned and smirked at Yuki, or at least whom he saw as Yuki; and walked forward. As he walked he tapped the whip on his left-palm, insync with each footstep. The room echoed the sound of the whip only, but to Kyou it was torture. Akito stopped only inches in front of the boy, and laugh softly. He raised the whip above his head. "Perhaps this will remind you of... where you truly belong in the family, my pet!"
{^^ I wont get smacked for saying thanks again to my beta reader and person who helps me write this wonderful story Hatsuharu Sohma again will I? Also special thanks to my friend Paul for showing me the dvd preview of fruits basket witch is how I got into this great anime, my mom for paying the 40 dollars each to get me all the dvds, and my best friend Lauren.WHY just cause she is my best friend.}