Yuki awoke the next day in the same room he had been soiled in. He still could smell the aroma Akito that was like strong nutmeg and strong cologne that Yuki found quite proverbial but could not quite decipher the scented code, but he was nowhere to be found. 'Where could he be?'

Then he heard a faint tap on the door. It was to soft to be that of Momiji, that prized to pummel at it like there was no tomorrow. It was faint almost like a woman's touch.

"Yuki-kun," there was a faint pause "are you there?" Yuki's eyes narrowed and he lay back in the bed. It was his damned brother Ayame-san. Oh how he loathed his brother.

Ayame at the other side of the door felt like his heart was crushed when his brother did not answer. "Perhaps he is still asleep." Ayame talked to himself. He held up to his chest a crème coloured envelope with a little flattened feather on it that had been pressed into the envelope when the pulp of the paper was still wet. His eyes started to water up, his golden snake like eyes that when you stared at them you could not help but become and empathy to Ayame's emotions. He tried to hold back from crying and he knelt down, and a faint crack in his left knee was heard. He slipped the card under the door then stood up and walked back into another part of the Sohma mansion.

Three crystal tears fell from Yuki's amethyst tinted eyes (which also had small little speckles of a dark plum colour only Kyou could point out seeing to as he always looked right into these endless lavender pools of love) as he tried to push himself up to get out of bed. He turned to his side to see the card, not knowing how to react. He opened it up about two hours later after he was done watching the cloud float on by in the sky. 'How free they are and here I am trapped in eternal blackness and no way out...' he kept repeating this to himself.

Yuki read the note inside the envelope he had opened, but he did it in such a manner that he would reread every sentence at least three times, for his brother Ayame wrote so small and comprehensive it was hard to make out the calligraphy. Yuki grunted when he read out "Yu-sa" which would have been Yuki had Ayame not been to maladroit as to forget to put in the extra horizontal line which was right about the hook like curve. (A.N: I know confusing unless you know hiragana)

Letter: Dearest Yusa (ki)-kun, I am sorry over the years; I heard you had come back to Sohma house. Despite the fact that I do not believe that you are here at your own free will please talk to me this one time. I can help you out from here if you want to see Kyou again. Yes I know, Kyou told me. Don't worry he did not tell anyone else. I assure you. He is very worried about you.

Please don't let Akito hurt you,

At this point Yuki almost felt like crying, in fact he was he missed Kyou and the fact that Kyou somewhat knew what was going on make his stomach hurt. He could never face Kyou after the other night. But wait! Akito will let him out to see Kyou because of that sick deed! He was happy enough them to try and finish reading the letter when, he saw about three sentences into the paragraph he had left off at read:

Akito lied about last night I overheard him talking to you as he left the room. He said and this comes from me not as your brother but as your friend: "You are mine."

Yuki's eyes then started to swell up with salty water, which dripped down from his eyes to his cheeks, and later his pale lips, which were partly, open. The tears fell into his mouth, but he did not care. All was lost.

The rest of the note was just Ayame telling him he would come back some time within the day, so he would not have to worry. It was noon y the time Yuki had stopped weeping on his knees on the hard wooden floor.

Then there was a knock at the door; it was more quick and hard than before. Not Ayame. Yuki did not know how to react he wanted t hide but where was there to go?

The door slid open and there stood Akito. Yuki stared at him with rage in his eyes. The once warm purple eyes now black pools of abhorrence and despise.

"What is the matter nezumi?" Akito stood at the door in a blue kimono somewhat similar to the one he had wore last night.

"I know what you are up to," Yuki chocked slightly at the words. "You plan on keeping me here and I am only for you! You are wrong I belong to Kyou! My Body and soul! Everything I have I would gladly give up for him and my rights to be with him." Yuki held out his scared hands as verification of his superb speech.

Akito only stood there but a few moments later he walked up to the nezumi. "I don't like your cocky little attitude." He stepped just centimeters away from the now frightened Yuki. Before Akito could harm Yuki any more, Ayame came into the room and using a slight pinch on the other teen's neck he passed out into his arms. Ayame laid him on the bed at Yuki sit on the floor still faintly bewildered. Ayame turned to his little brother and smiled at him.

'Oniisan...' Yuki thought to himself he ran into Ayame's arms and hugged him tight.

Well? Did you like it? Sorry I am busy, well Avon Lake had trick-or-treat tonight and you all made me miss it. ;_; because I wanted to be a nice little girl and make you this chapter. It is a bit choppy but please bear with me.

I was busy with and my Miyavi stuff, not to mention the Ohayo-Con 4. Well I will get back on the next chappy later.