POV: Yuki
I hate this place.
I hate this place from the paper doors, somehow so different from the ones at Shigure's house, to the creaking floorboards that Akito never fixes.
And the whole essence of the damn place is wrapped up in this one guy.
These are the days when I don't want to be a Sohma.
Uotani glares around, never looking at Akito.
Kyo stares protectively at her back.
"So this is the girl." Akito comes close and sniffs. "She smells like trash." Yanking her chin, up, the lord of the Sohmas examines the newcomer. "Now I have two ugly girls who know of the secret."
Uotani boils. "Tohru-chan is my friend. She's not ugly. Akito-san." Her eyes pierce into Akito's severity.
A flare in the eyes from Akito, then his hand flies and strikes the side of Uotani's face. "Yankees have no place in upper society. Show respect." He paces back to his window. "I'll allow it for now. Leave me. I need to talk to Shigure-san." A nod and we are dismissed.
Kyo stands quickly, as do I. "Uo?" Kyo grabs her hand. "Uotani!" She stands, reluctantly, and we walk out.
"The guy is damn fricking evil." Uotani stops on the path to the house. "Is there something we can do?"
"Cause I want to be the one to see his last breath."
A/N: Well, that was violent, huh? Perfect for a Yankee, LOL. Sorry for the short chapters. And whee! This is actually lasting! Almost as long as Lord of the School now! And thanks, reviewers, for being the only one of my online friends never to have a flame. claps