Chapter 9
"And everything I can't remember.
As fucked up as it all may seem.
The consequences that I've rendered.
I've stretched myself beyond my means."
Staind "It's Been A While."
He shook his head and looked back down. "Don't look at me, Tohru." She forced a smile to try to lighten the mood. He repeated the statement.
"Why?" She asked, lifting his head up with her hands. "Why can't I look at you?"
"I let you down." Tears fell from his eyes and rolled down his cheeks. She shook her head. "Stop denying it, Tohru. I made a deal and now I'm paying the consequence!"
"'A deal'? What kind of 'deal'?"
"I bet Akito that I would beat Yuki in a fight by the time I finished grade school." He lowered hs head. "It never happened, so now, I'm confined to this dark room."
"No, you're not! We're gonna go home, I'll have our ---" She was cut off by Akito grabbing her hair and throwing her against the wall.
"You God forsaken AIDS filled bitch!" Akito shouted. Kyou's eyes grew wide as his pregnant girlfriend laid on the ground. "Stop giving him false hope!"
"Dammit, Akito!" Kyou shrieked, standing up. Akito turned around, kicking him back down.
"GET OUT!" He commanded, screaming at the top of his lungs and pointing to the door. He started to grab the family. "GET THE FUCK OUT!"
They scrambled out of the room, leaving Akito, Tohru, and Kyou alone. Akito smirked and picked Tohru up by her hair again. He leaned her against the wall.
"You seriously need to learn your place." He said in his monotone voice. "You have no right to fill his head with such bullshit that will get his pathetic hopes up." Akito grabbed her face and watched crystal clear tears glisten on her cheeks as they slid down. "What the fuck are you crying for?"
"You… you're so cruel… so cruel that…. It's unreal." She choked out. Akito chuckled.
"'Unreal' huh?" He laughed harder.
"It's not funny, Akito." Kyou replied. Akito looked over at the old cat as he glared at him. "Now, I want you to give me back my cat form. Harako doesn't deserve it!"
"What makes you think that YOU could make a request to ME and receive it?" Akito questioned.
"I'm not requesting! I'm demanding!" Akito stood up and drug Tohru out of the room. Kyou crawled after him. "Tohru!"
"Kyou!" She screamed, being drug out into the hall. Akito closed the door behind them and Tohru held onto the bars at the bottom of the door. "Stop, Akito!"
"Let go of the bars, you whore!" Akito commanded, pulling her hair with all of his might. He let go and growled, stomping off in a fit of rage. Tohru stayed by the bars and tried to fit her hand through them, but the bars were too close together, so Kyou had to lace his fingers with hers, only partially.
"How I'm going to get you out of here, I don't know…." Tohru sobbed, her tears continuous. Her voice was low and hoarse, and the hidden pain that she felt but didn't show hurt him.
"You don't worry about me." He replied, bending down to kiss her finger tips. She cried a bit harder. "You just worry about yourself and get the hell out."
"I can't…" She put her head against the door and closed her eyes. "I can't leave you."
"Dammit, Tohru, get the hell out!" Kyou shouted. She leaned off of the door and saw his hands on the ground, balled in fists, and tears fell every few seconds. "If you want to have out kid, just get the fuck out."
