Ai Shi Teru

Okay, Chapter 2 is up! For those who are a little confused about this story so far, it's mainly based on the Manga rather than the Anime. So that means Akito is a woman...

More exciting stuff will happen soon, so please just read and review so I can atleast know that someone's reading this. Thanx alot! Warning: There may be possible spoilers...

Disclaimer: I do not own Fruits Basket...'sniff'...

Chapter 2:

Shiyo kneeled outside the main entrance of the dining hall. It was already evening, and she had finished most of her tasks. The only duty she had to accomplish that night was to remain outside the dining hall until further instructions by Akito, who was eating inside with Kureno.

'Hopefully Akito doesn't get drunk tonight,' Shiyo thought, 'but that isn't my decision is it?'

Shiyo looked up at the nearest clock. It was already ten. She'd been sitting there for the past three hours.

'If Akito keeps drinking it will damage her health. Then what?"

She could hear Akito and Kureno chat behind the doors. Shiyo had never seen him face to face ever since Akito took her into her nest. There were times she would think about him, but only out of curiosity.

"Kureno, I want you here…" Shiyo could here that Akito had invited Kureno for further contentment. She accepted to never have concern about the affairs behind those doors. Akito had never talked about what Kureno and she got up to, so Shiyo thought that it was silly and erratic to wonder.

As she looked back at the clock, she steadily reached for the glass beside her feet, then sipped the water from it. Shiyo was already feeling drowsy.

'This isn't ordinary. Akito must be drunk if she's taking this long. But I have to stay awake…'

As she began to doze off, Akito threw the door wide open, waking the now alerted Shiyo.

"Shiyo! To my rooms," Akito ordered, "there's no need for you down here tonight."

Shiyo got straight up but tripped suddenly on a wet surface. She had accidentally knocked her glass of water onto the floor.

"You idiot! Scram or I'll have to make you!"

"Yes, right away," she said in a rickety tone as she struggled to get up, then sped off.

Akito watched Shiyo attentively as she ran, until she turned a corner. Kureno, in his distorted robe, followed Akito to the door.

"So obedient," said Kureno behind Akito.

Akito turned her head to him with a slight tetchy look on her face.

"What was that?"

"Shiyo, I mean. She is like your utensil."

Akito turned to him completely.

"Since when," Akito began, "have you been so concerned about her? She means nothing to you."

"Perhaps," continued Kureno, "what does she mean to you but?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well, you must at least regard her in some way."

"Regard?"

"Concern maybe."

Akito steadily walked back inside and took a seat. Kureno remained fixed to the ground, only moving to face her.

"Shiyo has…" Kureno spoke, causing Akito to look at him expectantly. "She has abilities."

"I know she has abilities. I'm not that shallow."

"Not what I'm trying to say. I think…I think she would do well outside."

There was a slight pause. Akito remained in her state.

Kureno stuttered slightly. "What I mean is…that she should be allowed to at least observe the life outside this house."

"What!" Akito exclaimed, "Shiyo is mine. Only mine! No-one else can have her. I won't allow it!"

"But dear, do you not think that suffocating her forever will leave her empty?" Kureno persuaded.
"Is it fair?"

"If you think it's so suffocating then why are you still here!"

Akito was up with frustration. "Why!"

"Because…I love you," Kureno proclaimed, making Akito weaken. "Am I not enough for you? Is that it? I love you dearly…dearly over everything. I just think…"

Akito was stunned by his motivating speech. She walked past him with haste.

"You think of a lot of things, Kureno."

She paused at the door.

"I love you too. And Shiyo…well…never mind her."

Akito slammed the door shut behind her as she walked back to her quarters, leaving the unfinished Kureno to tend to his own opinions.

Shiyo sat patiently on the veranda. The clouds had been altering yet again in the night sky, covering the stars.

'I wonder how long Akito will take tonight.'

Shiyo blinked and reminded herself about her little sleeping act.

'I really do need to catch up on sleep. But I have to wait for Akito.'

The door inside slid open and closed.

"Shiyo," Akito summoned, "inside. Undress me, I need a re-bounding."

Shiyo paced back inside and slid out one of the drawers, delicately obtaining a long piece of white fabric. She stretched out one part of the material, then tried to rip it twice to confirm if it was still valuable. Then, she took out a large shallow bowl and added a bottled mixture to it. Akito was now standing beside a window, watching the clouds churn, as Shiyo began unravelling Akito's upper textiles. They were both gravely quite.

Once Shiyo had finished undoing Akito's upper garments, she loosened the main chemise. It revealed tightly wrapped cloth, like bandages, around her chest to her belly. Shiyo gently began to loosen the unfastened end of the material with her fingers.

"They're hurting worse than usual," Akito reported, "I want you to check them."

Once the fabric was loose enough, Shiyo pulled all of it to her, as Akito sighed with contentment.

"I will check them now," said Shiyo as Akito faced her body to her.

Akito, ever since she was born, was taught to grow up like a man by her mother Ren. Ren thought that a boy should be the 'God of Juunishi', and that a girl would bring disorder upon the Souma family. Therefore Ren brought Akito up as a male.Although this seemed quite easy to conceal from most of the family, Akito began puberty and her breasts started developing. Ren then had the inconvenience bound tightly to hide it. From then on, the re-doing of the 'bounding' was a frequent affair.

Shiyo lifted Akito's right breast, and examined it. She did the same to the left, but nothing. Shiyo pinched one side of the breast, making Akito yelp.

"That hurts!" Akito exclaimed.

"But does it hurt more than usual?" Shiyo asked.

"It hurts all over!"

"Perhaps I shouldn't tie them as tight tonight. No-one should notice."

Shiyo dabbed her hand into a soft liquid inside the bowl she prepared, and began kneading with it underneath Akito's cleavage, to ease the pain.

"What should I prepare for you tomorrow morning?" Shiyo asked.

Akito looked back out the window.

"Something other than Miso soup," said Akito. "Something really different. We had this discussion before."

"But I don't know what I should make."

"Anything but Miso soup."

After Shiyo bounded Akito's breasts, Akito snugged up into her futon and dozed off. Shiyo emptied the bowl over the veranda.

'That's right. She told me to 'use my imagination'…Imagination…'

The next morning, Shiyo awoke at four hearing the sound of heavily showering rain against the roof. Akito was still deep in her slumber, so Shiyo quietly sauntered to the kitchens.

'Wonder what I should make. I have to check and see what we have first.'

"Shiyo Souma," someone spoke, "I haven't seen that girl about in months."

Shiyo stopped at a corner, dazed.

'Who on Earth would talk about me? It's not like I'm of need to them.'

"Indeed," said another, "there's word going around about what we should do with her. Someone's coming…"

Shiyo shook her head and kept walking.

'Eavesdropping is a misdeed. I will not do that again.'

Well, that's chapter 2 finished. Next week I have to go back to school so this story might be delayed. But it really depends on how often I write, so I should be able to get chapters 3 and 4 maybe.

Thanx for taking time reading this far! I really appreciate it!