Thank you for reading my fan fiction. To be honest I was worried a lot of
people wouldn't be willing to read beyond chapter 9. Thank you for having
proved me wrong.
He he... this story wants to be written so badly that even the knowledge of my doubles match in 7 hours has not been able to keep me from the keyboard. Hopes I can get a little sleep before the tennis match.
Note:
Juunichi: my mistake. This is the correct spelling. I'll be going back and getting it fixed later.
Chapter 11: Decisions
Adrian had already completed the ceremony by the time Akito had returned.
Ritsu had already left, and Adrian was in the middle of cleaning things up afterwards. Things had been a lot simpler this time around. She was a little tired, and more than a little hungry, but it was nowhere near the fatigue she had felt after releasing Yuki.
Akito shoved a tray of food at her.
He never even looked at her.
The anger Akito felt was obvious to anyone who saw him, her powers could only confirm the obvious. His attitude was a direct turn around from those few minutes before when he had tried to comfort her.
Something had happened, but what? In the whole time she had spent living in Akito's home she had never seen him so enraged before.
Her common sense told her that this was for the best. Neither of them could afford getting close to the other, and if things continued the way they were that would become impossible. They were still strangers right now, and they could still stay that way. They just had to distance themselves. Just remember this is business.
Still a piece of her was worried about him. What was wrong?
Akito was lost in thought as he stared out the window.
The knowledge that he was scared shook him to the core. Even though he had lived his whole life in fear, it was a fear of death, a fear of not ever being able to live, never a fear of losing something. The girl was just a stupid gaijin, one that he hadn't even known very long. She was a stranger as far as he was concerned, a stranger living in his house, but a stranger all the same. Had she cast some sort of spell? She was a witch, and from seeing what she had done with Yuki, she had to be a pretty powerful one. Something along the lines of gaining control over somebody, or manipulation probably wouldn't be that hard of a task for such a powerful witch. Someone had once put this curse on his family; if someone was powerful enough to make people turn into animals then surely there were magicians capable of casting spells that would change how a person reacted to things.
Perhaps Adrian wasn't there to help their family, but to entrap them in something else. Could she have been lying about being able to break the curse on him? Was she there to make a fool of him!
His fingernails dug into the palm of his hands, and several drops of blood ran down his fingers, leaving red blood dripping onto the floor.
Hundreds of reasons why she could have done what she did ran relentlessly through his mind. It didn't take long for him to come to the conclusion that she was just like his family, using him for their own private goals. The thought that he might be hurting inside because of such malicious behavior was something that would never cross their small frivolous minds! The torment of others didn't matter to them, not at all! Why else would she be doing something as depraved as this? Someone who was wicked should be dealt with in the same fashion.
He looked away from the window, and down at the girl sitting on the floor. He had seen with his eyes just how powerful she was. Perhaps she was capable of doing exactly as she had claimed; perhaps she was that strong, now though he was on to her little tricks. If he was careful, he could probably get her to fulfill what she had originally promised, when it was done though he planned on discarding her.
She would suffer, as he had suffered.
For whatever magic she had worked on him she would pay dearly for. Her pride would be in taters, and he would send her home afterwards in tears. She would pay dearly in the end.
Akito planned on savoring her misery.
Adrian sat in silence and ate the meal Akito had brought for her. She watched as his rage began to burn brighter and brighter, his aura began to churn around the edges, but what held her to be silent were his eyes. She could tell something wasn't right, and it was directed right at her.
Had she done something wrong?
This wasn't just a normal anger; it was beginning to turn to hatred. There wasn't even a shred of doubt or hesitation in Akito's aura it was pure hatred.
Adrian didn't think there was anything she could do about it. She wondered if she even should.
If Akito hated her then nothing would complicate matters right? Perhaps his newfound hatred was really a blessing in disguise. She had already found out what a kind person Akito could be if he was allowed to be himself, anger and hatred were only another facet of a person's personality after all so it wasn't unnatural. She could live with that.
Thinking back over her past, it wouldn't be that different from what she had suffered through before. She could do it again. Somehow this family represented everything she had ever desired in life, and she wanted to make sure that they were happy. Whatever happened to her was just irrelevant after all. Once things were over with, she wanted the Sohma's to be able to live their lives happily and freely. Perhaps through this her heart could at last find the comfort it so desired.
She kept those thoughts close to her heart for the rest of the day, when at last it was time to sleep, she found herself crying. Throughout all the tears she had shed in the past she had never cried over it, but watching Akito loose himself to his brand new hatred and watching this side of him cause his heart to suffer she just couldn't restrain the tears.
She found herself crying herself to sleep that night, and many more nights, as she continued freeing the juunichi one by one.
It took three months but a little over half of the juunichi were at last free. Akito was becoming even colder, and Adrian found this new pain to be almost unbearable. The beatings were easier to take.
Her heart never quit it's screaming. She longed to just shake Akito to his senses, ask him why he was acting this way towards her now? She just didn't understand what was going on. Perhaps if she did... she shook her head. It didn't matter. This was perhaps the one fight that she longed for, and the one fight she was truly afraid of.
Chapter 12: Confrontations
He he... this story wants to be written so badly that even the knowledge of my doubles match in 7 hours has not been able to keep me from the keyboard. Hopes I can get a little sleep before the tennis match.
Note:
Juunichi: my mistake. This is the correct spelling. I'll be going back and getting it fixed later.
Chapter 11: Decisions
Adrian had already completed the ceremony by the time Akito had returned.
Ritsu had already left, and Adrian was in the middle of cleaning things up afterwards. Things had been a lot simpler this time around. She was a little tired, and more than a little hungry, but it was nowhere near the fatigue she had felt after releasing Yuki.
Akito shoved a tray of food at her.
He never even looked at her.
The anger Akito felt was obvious to anyone who saw him, her powers could only confirm the obvious. His attitude was a direct turn around from those few minutes before when he had tried to comfort her.
Something had happened, but what? In the whole time she had spent living in Akito's home she had never seen him so enraged before.
Her common sense told her that this was for the best. Neither of them could afford getting close to the other, and if things continued the way they were that would become impossible. They were still strangers right now, and they could still stay that way. They just had to distance themselves. Just remember this is business.
Still a piece of her was worried about him. What was wrong?
Akito was lost in thought as he stared out the window.
The knowledge that he was scared shook him to the core. Even though he had lived his whole life in fear, it was a fear of death, a fear of not ever being able to live, never a fear of losing something. The girl was just a stupid gaijin, one that he hadn't even known very long. She was a stranger as far as he was concerned, a stranger living in his house, but a stranger all the same. Had she cast some sort of spell? She was a witch, and from seeing what she had done with Yuki, she had to be a pretty powerful one. Something along the lines of gaining control over somebody, or manipulation probably wouldn't be that hard of a task for such a powerful witch. Someone had once put this curse on his family; if someone was powerful enough to make people turn into animals then surely there were magicians capable of casting spells that would change how a person reacted to things.
Perhaps Adrian wasn't there to help their family, but to entrap them in something else. Could she have been lying about being able to break the curse on him? Was she there to make a fool of him!
His fingernails dug into the palm of his hands, and several drops of blood ran down his fingers, leaving red blood dripping onto the floor.
Hundreds of reasons why she could have done what she did ran relentlessly through his mind. It didn't take long for him to come to the conclusion that she was just like his family, using him for their own private goals. The thought that he might be hurting inside because of such malicious behavior was something that would never cross their small frivolous minds! The torment of others didn't matter to them, not at all! Why else would she be doing something as depraved as this? Someone who was wicked should be dealt with in the same fashion.
He looked away from the window, and down at the girl sitting on the floor. He had seen with his eyes just how powerful she was. Perhaps she was capable of doing exactly as she had claimed; perhaps she was that strong, now though he was on to her little tricks. If he was careful, he could probably get her to fulfill what she had originally promised, when it was done though he planned on discarding her.
She would suffer, as he had suffered.
For whatever magic she had worked on him she would pay dearly for. Her pride would be in taters, and he would send her home afterwards in tears. She would pay dearly in the end.
Akito planned on savoring her misery.
Adrian sat in silence and ate the meal Akito had brought for her. She watched as his rage began to burn brighter and brighter, his aura began to churn around the edges, but what held her to be silent were his eyes. She could tell something wasn't right, and it was directed right at her.
Had she done something wrong?
This wasn't just a normal anger; it was beginning to turn to hatred. There wasn't even a shred of doubt or hesitation in Akito's aura it was pure hatred.
Adrian didn't think there was anything she could do about it. She wondered if she even should.
If Akito hated her then nothing would complicate matters right? Perhaps his newfound hatred was really a blessing in disguise. She had already found out what a kind person Akito could be if he was allowed to be himself, anger and hatred were only another facet of a person's personality after all so it wasn't unnatural. She could live with that.
Thinking back over her past, it wouldn't be that different from what she had suffered through before. She could do it again. Somehow this family represented everything she had ever desired in life, and she wanted to make sure that they were happy. Whatever happened to her was just irrelevant after all. Once things were over with, she wanted the Sohma's to be able to live their lives happily and freely. Perhaps through this her heart could at last find the comfort it so desired.
She kept those thoughts close to her heart for the rest of the day, when at last it was time to sleep, she found herself crying. Throughout all the tears she had shed in the past she had never cried over it, but watching Akito loose himself to his brand new hatred and watching this side of him cause his heart to suffer she just couldn't restrain the tears.
She found herself crying herself to sleep that night, and many more nights, as she continued freeing the juunichi one by one.
It took three months but a little over half of the juunichi were at last free. Akito was becoming even colder, and Adrian found this new pain to be almost unbearable. The beatings were easier to take.
Her heart never quit it's screaming. She longed to just shake Akito to his senses, ask him why he was acting this way towards her now? She just didn't understand what was going on. Perhaps if she did... she shook her head. It didn't matter. This was perhaps the one fight that she longed for, and the one fight she was truly afraid of.
Chapter 12: Confrontations