Interlude One.
Akito has a bitch fit.
Hatori was nervous. Whenever Akito summoned him, it never meant anything good. And now, the god was lying Roman-style out where he usually did and playing with the birds. Crazy bastard. He killed the animals! It was like, murdering Kureno or something.
Speaking of Kureno, the rooster wasn't really paying attention. He was sort of off in space and could be heard humming show tunes over in the corner.
"I heard something… from the other zodiac," drawled the god, balancing the little white bird on his fingers. "I heard that my Yuki was sleeping with that stupid cat."
'Yep, you're right on the dot there,' thought the doctor, almost laughing. Akito was really ridiculous sometimes. But instead of saying that, Hatori said; "Yes."
Akito's breathing could be heard a little more clearly, heavily now and the god got up. "Kureno… I'm going to have a BF."
The rooster jumped up almost immediately. "Ohmigaaaaaawd! (1) He's going to have a BF!" And then, Kureno started running in circles screaming like a little girl. Hatori still knelt on the floor, just blinking.
"What's a BF?" asked the doctor. Akito was now screaming his head off, giving the dragon one mother of a headache.
"A BITCH FIT!" shrieked Akito, reaching for the nearest vase.
"I thought we told the housekeepers to keep those away from you…" muttered Hatori, before he was practically dragged up by Kureno and pushed to the wall.
"WAAAH, he's having a bitch fit!" whimpered the rooster, sobbing into Hatori's shoulder.
And as the vase flew past his head and crashed against the wall, Hatori decided that Kureno and Akito must've gotten into his medication again.
(1) This is Kureno's Fran Descher impression.
A/N: This is just a filler chapter until I update again. Yay.
