Disclaimer: The characters of this story (aside from Sheena, Aki, Ayashi and the rest of the young jyuunishi) do not belong to me, nor does the story of Fruits Basket, this story in itself however, is mine.
Warning: contains spoilers for Akito Sohma and Kyo Sohma
((A.N. so... my newest fanfic... it's much longer than 'Don't Forget'and contains some charries i made up but anyways... please review.... even if you thought it should burn in hell.... tell me why... i won't eat your soul, i promise ))
"You are going to die Sheena. Do you understand?" twenty six year old Akito Sohma watched her successor carefully, her expression cold and calculating.
Sheena nodded and swallowed hard, her violet eyes wide as she took in the frail form of the dying head of house.
"Come here Sheena" Akito's voice was dry and cracked, her lips dry with fever, sweat soaked hair plastered to her forehead. Sheena advanced hesitantly with a quick glance at Hatori Sohma, who nodded expressionlessly. Akito watched her young cousin with fever glazed gray eyes.
"You are going to take my place as the Head of Sohma House Sheena. All the Sohmas must do as you tell them. You must not be on the same level as they are; you do not belong with them. You're different Sheena. You're special. This is why we've kept you apart from them all these years. Do you enjoy loneliness? It will be your life." Akito's malicious sneer implied that special was not a good thing. "You were born to die, while they were born to kiss the dirt at your feet. Do well Sheena, do not disappoint." Akito lapsed into silence, her eyes closing, breathing ragged and shallow. Hatori stood and silently shooed the nine-year-old girl from the room, shutting the door behind her.