Hey there, Sin Readers! It's us again, Rach and Alicia, back with the 15th chapter, and the set up of the end of Sin! Dundundun. I know. Sad (No not really).
Anywho, we're sorry for taking such a while getting this chapter up. I've been home sick for almost a month now, with whooping cough, and Alicia has school and work to manage, so both of our writings have been kinda……put off for a bit. So, yeah.
That and my birthday is tomorrow, so I've been dragged away for party stuff ;;
And as it appears, tomorrow is Sin's birthday too! That's right, we posted the first chapter exactly 364 days ago! grins Say happy birthday!
From,
Alicia and Rachel
PS: We know the chapter is short. Uber short. But sometimes things call for short chapters 3
"Isn't the quiet much nicer then that loud gathering?" The lips formed many words, but what he spoke wasn't what he meant.
Akito had intercepted Tohru on the way to her room and changing her elaborate outfit to a simpler one for the rest of the party. They were now both alone in her quarters.
He himself had already changed, but in an outfit suited for going out. Separated by an opaque screen Tohru blushed, quickly scrambling to putting on the top which she was in the process of wearing when she had been interrupted. A simple teal skin to her ankles, almost the same color of her eyes, and a long sleeved white, button down shirt. It was silken, cool to the touch.
"Y-yes!" Tohru said quickly, looking up at Akito. Donned in his usual black attire, Akito wore a slick black turtleneck, tightly hugging his slender frame. It groped his body, molested it, leaving every curve visible to a passerby. His pants were as tight, licking his skin, keeping itself against him as if it was child not wanting to let go of their mother. It was an outfit to throw out sex, to appease the commoner's eyes, to make them crave. And in return, laugh cruelly as they are denied.
His lips twisted into their infamous smile promising dark and sinister things. Though the party was just a short distance away in the house the dead air of silence about them set Tohru to an uneasy mind.
"A very becoming color on you, Honda-san," Akito said, using her last name. Akito had announced that it was to be kept Honda, for the 'benefit' of the school. Only those within the inner Sohma family knew of the wedding, anyway.
"Thank you, Akito-san," came Tohru's soft reply from where she stood changing. A gentle rap came from the door and without a flicker of the eye, Akito's silken voice spoke towards the person. "Come in."
A woman in her later years appeared carrying a tray holding tea. She quietly entered and placed the tray down on the small table within Tohru's room. She gave a bow to those in the room and left as she came in. Tohru walked out from behind the screen and noticed the steaming tray of tea.
"Have some tea before returning to that room full of raving drunks, it will calm you." Akito directed her gaze to a cup, which she came forward and selected. Tohru hesitated but a moment before she let the steamy liquid pass her lips.
In a few moments of in taking the sweet smelling tea, she started to feel dizzy. She placed the tea cup upon the tray, and her vision of the world became unfocused and she fell to the floor.
Akito watched with a sneer as the bride hit the matted floor. No sound was made by Tohru as she passed out. Akito smelled the tea from which she had drank. "Sweet things are bad for you, didn't your mother tell you that Tohru?"