Disclaimer: I still don't own it o.O;

Waah! Mummy! Akito's being mean again! Man, I'm not used to writing Akito as being mean and hurting people... I'm used to him being obsessed with Party Cups and being insane. That being said, you should read A Series of Twisted One Shots: Furuba Style, just to see how dramatically I can profile Akito. Whooot! After I finish this fiction I'll have to write another one shot about Akito and Ralph to get the mean Akito out of my system.

ANYWAYS, I should really be talking about something that's to do with this fiction. And, listen up children, this is important! Tomorrow, my friend from far away is coming to stay with me for a week (yay!) and then I'm going back to her place with her, which means I'm leaving my precious laptop behind (Waaah!), that means that I probably won't be able to update for two whole weeks. And, if that isn't bad enough, after I come back, I'm going on a Reef Trip! (That's the advantage of living on the Great Barrier Reef xDD), then, straight after that, I go back to school. (I'm starting year 11, whoot!). So, that's probably going to affect my update time... well, maybe a bit anyway. The next two weeks are my main issue of updating problems at the moment. How will you all live without me? (-snort- I'm sure it won't be to bad n.n)

That being said, enjoy Part Eight. I'll try to update again tonight if I can, but if I can't, see you in two weeks or so n.n!

Part Eight: Wounds

Shigure flinched. He didn't even dare to pick out the few shards of the vase that had punctured his skin, or wipe the water from his face. He just sat otherwise motionless, watching Akito pace back and forth with his eyes.

"Well, did you?"

Akito didn't expect a reply, and Shigure knew that. The head of the family was whacko enough that he didn't require a reply for anything, other than what he thought up in his head. Of course, Shigure had expected him to find out sooner or later. That was one thing he didn't tell his cat – the Sohma's had spies everywhere. No matter where they went, what they did, Akito would have found out, and for both of them it was rather sooner than later.

"God, I don't even want to touch you!" Akito spat, glaring daggers down at Shigure, scanning him over. "You have that monster all over you!"

Shigure still sat silently.

"How can you stand it?" He suddenly asked, stopping with his hands on his hips, "I can't stand to touch that monster for more than a few seconds! Don't you feel dirty?"

Shigure took in a deep breath, he had a suspicion he was going to regret what he was going to say, but as a novelist, he didn't keep any feelings locked up inside of him. "Kyo is a human like you and me."

"Human?" Akito screeched, "That, monster, a Human? You've seen his true form, haven't you? And you still call that human?"

Shigure's brows furrowed. He had seen Kyo's true form, but it had always been from a distance. He'd never been able to seen Kyo's true form with its full detail, but he'd been told many, many times by Akito what to expect if he did.

"Hai." He said finally, and Akito backhanded him without thinking.

"GET OUT OF MY SIGHT!"

So, Shigure left.

"Ouch." Shigure muttered. He'd gone straight from Akito's room to his own to fetch his bathing gear, and had decided to attempt to pick out the shards from his back in the hot water, where hopefully it wouldn't hurt as much. Shigure was no medical genius, after all. But, the place where Akito had hit him hurt most of all. When Akito was angry, boy could he deal some serious damage.

Unfortunately, getting to the springs without being noticed meant walking past Kyo.

Kyo blinked, hearing the soft thudded foot falls of the dog, and looked around. "Shigure…?"

"Hullo Kyo-chan." Shigure said happily, stopping to converse with the cat. Hopefully, considering Kyo was out of it, he wouldn't notice the swelling of purple and red bruises on his left cheek.

"Shigure… why is your cheek purple?" He paused momentarily, before apparently waking up from a dazed trance, "Did Akito hit you?"

"Ssh, not so loud." Shigure covered Kyo's mouth with his hand, "If Akito doesn't know where you are he can't find you."

Kyo forcefully removed Shigure's hand from his mouth but spoke in a quieter tone. "So he did hit you then?"

Shigure reluctantly nodded.

"And you were going to do nothing about it?" Kyo muttered, moving back so he could get out of the place he'd been sitting for the last two hours. He stretched momentarily, before grabbing Shigure's hand. "Let's go clean it up."

"Aw! Kyo-chan's holding my hand! I feel so special!"

Twitching, Kyo held back an urge to backslap his remaining cheek.

"Ouch!" Shigure whined, flinching as the detol soaked cotton ball touched the swelling. It wasn't so much the fact that the detol stung, it was the fact that the spot had been touched.

"Stop whining, you're supposed to be an adult!" Kyo scolded, dropping the cotton ball into the bin, and digging around for a suitable bandaid to stick onto it.

Shigure just grinned, before testing opening and shutting his mouth, "Ouch! Aw man."

"What?" Kyo asked offhandedly, glaring at the contents of the aid box, which he'd turned upside down in his attempt to find the bandaid. "Damn… the stupid bandaid's not there."

"Akito managed to make sure that I can'tuse my mouth for a while." He paused as Kyo arched his eyebrow, "Which means," Shigure began to explain, "that I can't kiss you until its better."

"Akito finally did something right." Kyo answered to the explination, ignoring the pout that formed on Shigure's face, "Stay here, I'm going to go and get a bandaid off Hatori."

Kyo had had to go to the registration desk to find out exactly what room Hatori was actually in, considering he hadn't asked Shigure, and he wasn't about to go and ask Akito.

Taking the informational bit of paper from the lady at the front desk – she'd basicallydrawn a basic map on an old spare piece of paper – he went to find Hatori's room. Unfortunately, it took him more than a little bit of time to find it, and he had to wonder if Shigure had gone through his things yet. Shaking the image of Shigure snuggling his clothes out of his head, he knocked on what he hoped was the appropriate door. Luckily for Kyo, it was.

There was a montone reply to his knock of; "Hai." And soon after, good old Hatori slid the door open, a little surprised to see Kyo standing there. Truth be told, even the ever calm and collected dragon didn't know how to react now that he knew about Shigure and Kyo's relationship. Shigure hadn't even attempted to deny it while speaking to Akito, either.

"… Yes?"

"You got one of those square bandaid things that you put on peoples cheeks?" Kyo asked in his normal tone, trying his best to describe the object.

"I'm a doctor Kyo, what do you think I carry around, candy? Of course I have them. What do you want it for?"

"I'm patching up Shigure."

Hatori blinked. Kyo hadn't denied it either. If it had been old times, Kyo would beat the shit out of the dog before he'd attempt to help him.

"Ah. Hold on, I'll come and help you." His thoughts then floated to the small bits of pottery that were probably in Shigure's skin. Kyo had obviously not noticed them.

So, after Hatori had retrieved his bag, the pair weaved their way back through the hotel, and back to Kyo's room. Unfortunately, the moment Kyo opened the door, Shigure glomped him in a surprise hug, causing the teen to jump slightly.

"Neh, Kyo-chan, what took you so long? I was getting lonely…"

Kyo pushed on Shigure's forehead to try and detach him, but it Shigure only tightened his grip, until; "Gah! Loosen your grip, loosen your grip, damn mutt, I can't breathe!"

At that point, Hatori cleared his throat. Shigure blinked, turning to the doctor, loosened his grip on Kyo, and said; "H-Ha-kun, what a pl-pleasant surprise."

Ooooo. Shigure's got some explaing to do xDD. Remember to review, and see you in about two weeks! (Or in the next chapter if my Internet stops being constipated.)