Ok people, let me clarify some things with you ok? First of all, I know some say Akito's a girl, some say Akito's a boy. But in this fanfic, Akito's a boy. Don't like it, don't read it. Also, please don't try and make me feel bad by saying you're going to do bodily harm to yourself if the fic doesn't go how you want it to. I don't want to have that on my conscious; yet again, don't like, don't read. Hope that'll help clear some things up for people and sorry if it seems a bit harsh.

Disclaimer:Never owned them, never will.

Chapter 5

After saying goodbye to her children and leaving with Shigure, she left the little girl and boy with the man who she once called her lover.

"Just to get it straight, I already don't like you."

"Quite frankly, I don't care if you don't like me." Came a rather annoyed answer from Akito, only causing the boy to frown at him more.

Whimpering softly, the little girl tugged on her older brother's arm. "Aikon. Please don't fight. Mommy will be sad if you do."

"Don't worry, Sei-chan, I won't fight. Not him…even if he deserves to get his…"

"Oh my!" Their little spat (if you could call it that) was suddenly cut short as Seilaila was plucked away from her brother's side and picked up. Blinking some, she looked into the eyes of a man with long white hair and golden eyes. It was Ayame Sohma, the snake. "Who is this darling little girl? A friend of yours Akito-sama?"

"No actually. She's Sak…Makana's daughter, Seilaila." This earned another glare from the boy and a delighted laugh from Ayame.

"Really now? Well then she must come down to the show to model some of our dresses. She'd look so…adorable…in…" He never got to finish his sentence, feeling his skin turn cold from the stare her brother was giving him.

Shigure couldn't help but sweatdrop at this, knowing it was going to happen eventually. "Seems you have a bit of a mean streak. Like Kyou."

"Put my sister down."

"Oh don't worry, my dear boy. We shall have her in nothing but the finest of outfits. You don't mind do you, Sei-chan?" His only reply was a small bashful shake of the girl's head, sealing her fate so to speak.

After some persuading from the boy, and Akito surprisingly, Ayame left with the little girl by his back as she held onto his hand. Turning back to the man before him, Aikon frowned once again only to meet one that matched his own before he turned and headed back to his room.

"Where do you think you're going? We have something to talk about…"

"There's nothing to say…"

"You left her to die."

"The doctors told me she'd die…"

"That's not an excuse!" Aikon screamed as he stomped around in front of the man, whom he resembled so much. "You could've stayed. No one made you leave, you chose to do that."

"I had nothing else to live for. She'd been in the IU for almost 3 months. What would you have done?"

"I would've stayed! I don't know what she saw in you anyway. You're nothing but a lowlife bast-"

"She sees me everytime she looks at you. The only difference is that your hair is blonde and mine isn't. You have my eyes and face." This caused the boy to stop in his rampage and stare at the man in disbelief, dark eyes reflecting back at each other for what seemed like an eternity to Aikon.

Akito couldn't possibly be his father…could he? So what if they had the same features, their mother had never said anything about him other than when they saw their old pictures, and they happened to come across one of them together.

"Makana deserved better than me and that's what she got; someone who stood by her and loved her, even in sickness. I don't know why she left you and your sister with me, and I wished she hadn't, but there's nothing I can do about. And neither can you."

As this statement came from The God's mouth, he had a slightly clouded look in his eyes. Even after all of the years that had passed and everything that had happened. He still loved her. And seeing his children growing up was something that he would probably never be able to witness.

Seeing that the boy was not going to say anything more, he maneuvered around him and made his way to his room before lying down on his bed.

Meanwhile, at Ayame's shop…

"Oh my god! Boss, she's so adorable! Can I dress her up, please?" came an astounded yet enchanted voice from his co-worker, Mine.

Seeing at the grown woman's reaction to her made the little girl blush slightly and start to play with her dress slightly.

"I have no problem with it, Mine. But you'll have to ask her, she's the princess today." Ayame said with a smile on his face, gently patting the girl's head.

"Um, I don't mind ma'am." Seilaila answer softly, looking up at her through her brown locks.

With that having been said, Mine picked up the little girl and began to dress her up in every dress in the store, happy to bring a smile to the little girl's face.

The End?

And that's the end for now. R&R I think this chapter is another good chapter. But that's up to you to decide. Flames accepted.