Entering the Main House after nearly a decade long abscense caused a roller coaster of mixed emtotions in him. Anger, resentment, and sadness stirred in his heart, peaking with the closing of the doors. Walking into ths house was almost like walking into an old nigmare, though for him it hadn't been so bad. Not compared to whatYuki had gone through.
A young maid noticed him and blushed. Coming up to him, she bowed and said in a shy tone. "How may I help you sir?"
"I've come to see Akito-San. I believe he's been expecting me." The boy replied.
Then, an elderly maid with a familiar face came up next to the girl. She looked less then pleased to see this young man.
"It's alright. I'll handle this. You can assisst in the kitchen." She instructed.
"Yes, mam." The girl said obediantly, though there was a noticable amount of dissapointment.
Once she had vanished from sight, the elder maid turned on the young man.
"So you finally return. After all these years of of making Akito-San sick with worry over you. You should be ashamed of yourself." She scolded as if he were still the small child he had been when they had last seen one another.
But he wasn't that same child. He was older now and intended to remind her of that.
He narrowed his eyes. "You don't own me. Neither does Akito, though he may think he does. No one owns me." He put emphasis on "no one."
Whether this would have struck her speechless or if she would continue went unknown.
"I see you've come back." Hatori Sohma said, cutting in on the short-lived arguement.
"Hatori-Nii-San. It's been a long time." The boy exclaimed in delight. "I see you grew your hair out."
Something in the simple comment made the doctor feel self-concious. It was as though his heart and soul had become a window for all to see through.
Touching the bangs covering his left eye, he said. "I've been too busy fo a haircut. Well, that aside, you came to see Akito. I'll take you to."
The boy smiled. Same old Hatori, he couldn't help but think despite the fact he knew that Hatori was not the same at all.
They arrived at Akito's door in a timely manner. Thanks to Hatori's skill of avoiding maids who most likely would have swarmed overt he poor boy he escorted.
"Here you are."
The boy bowed. "Than-you, Hatori-Nii." Rising, he asked in a low voice, "What mood might I find him in?"
Hatori gazed at the closed doors thoughtfully. "Last I saw, he was in a slight panic. He was worried you woudn't come. Other then that, you should be fine if you're cautious. I have to leave, but it was good seeing you again." Hatori said, smiling.
"You to, Hatori-Nii." The boy returned the smile.
The boy watched as Hatori left. With the Sohma doctor gone, there was only one thing to do. So, opening the doors as quietly as possible, he did what he came to do. He went to confront the head of the Sohma family.
