YAY! I'm posting again! XD Anyway, I DID promise that this story was going to be finished. I hope ya'll are enjoying it. Again, I implore you all for reviews, ect. This story is winding down. Only a few chapters left!
PS sorry if Shigure is a little OOC
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Yoko resolutely turned her face out the window. She was forced to be in the same car as him but that didn't mean she had to look at him or speak to him. He had lied to her and used her to get to the family. That huge file...he knew exactly how to get close to her and get her to fall in love with him. Well, he was wrong. She didn't love him. Sure, she thought for a while there that she loved him but that was just delusional. Besides, he wasn't her type. He didn't respect her or anything like that. Plus, he was just too stubborn. She needed someone who was more flexable, because she would have enough stubborness for the both of them.
The semi-familiar drive to Kyoto passed in complete silence. Kyo was driving, Yuki sitting up front with him. Yoko sat behind her father and Akira was behind Yuki. Haru had decided to stay at home because of Rin and said that he would look after the family while they were gone. She refused to look at the man who was less than a foot away from her. Her family must be a bunch of sadists, she thought bitterly. Why else would they put her in the same car, in the same TOWN as the man who smashed her heart in the unreconizable pieces?
She leaned closer to the door, trying to put even more space between her and Akira. Inside, she winced. Even thinking the name was painful. What made this so much worse was not only the fact that she had once believed he felt the same as she did, but she had, for several days prior to the whole file incident, linked her name with his.
Yoko had spent a lot of time, usually when Akira wasn't around, thinking and writing the words "Mrs. Akira Sohma." or "Mrs. Yoko Sohma, wife to Akira." Yeah it was pathetic, but she still had wished and thought. But, that was all in the past. Yoko forced the thoughts out of her brain. She had been cruelly tricked by him and now, she was going to forget him.
Akira tried his best not to turn and look at the girl who was so close, and yet so far, to him. Her beautiful face was set in a hard frown and she seemed bent on not even acknowledging the fact that he was in the car with her. All he wanted to do was reach over and drag her against his chest. His mind ordered his hands to stay put, while his heart rebelled at the thought that he couldn't have her.
An inner war insued. His heart demanded that he bury his hands in her luscious hair and bring her as close to him as possible. His heart told him to apologize to her and beg for her forgiveness. Maybe then she would accept him and let him bask in the glory that is her light. Then maybe she let him give her the love he so desperately wanted to give her. She didn't have to love him back, all she had to do was let him love her...
But at the same time his mind told him she probably hated him now. That Akira Sohma begged to no one, least wise a woman who despised him. His mind said that he was strong, and that he didn't need her. He'd never needed anyone, not his mother and definitally not his father. And he didnt need her.
Aw even HE didnt believe that. He needed her. Akira needed her as much as he needed air to breathe. If she wasn't in his life, then what was the point of even having a life? She didn't have to love him back. She could hate him, if she wanted. But he'd be her willing slave if she just let him be near her forever...maybe let him hold her once in a while...a kiss would be nice but he'd settle happily for just nearness.
He turned to her, deciding to finally talk to her and beg forgiveness. He opened his mouth when suddenly the car came to a stop. "We're here." Yuki said. Yoko was the first out of the car. He sighed. Akira should have known that she wouldn't just let him talk to her.
It took a while, but finally the four made their way into Shigure's hospital room. They were told they had a limited time to stay, as Shigure was still very tired and still needed to heal. Akira opened the door and held it open for the others. Yoko didn't look at him as she walked in behind her father and uncle.
Shigure's face lit up as he saw his nephews. "Well look at this. I haven't seen the two of you in years. In a LOT of years." Kyo and Yuki smiled and went to go stand near the bed. They both gave him a big hug, careful not to hurt him. Akira had still not entered the room, which Yoko supposed she was greatful for. The trio at the bed shared insults, as they used to, before Shigure finally noticed the girl hovering close to the door.
"Well who is this beauty?" He asked with a smile. Her hair was a dead giveaway. He'd only met two people who had that hair color, and one had only been 2 at the time. Yoko smiled hesitantly and walked forward to stand by Kyo, who put an arm around her. "Shigure this is Yoko, my daughter." Shigure smiled happily. "Well, aren't you just the image of you're mother."
She nodded, as she'd been told that for years. He studied her for a moment. "Yes. The last time I met you, you were barely walking. You called me Shishi." Yoko blushed. When she was little, she'd had a habit of giving people nicknames. She sat down in a chair, letting the adults talk now.
Akira stood outside, dreading the meeting to come. He listened to his father talk to Yoko, the love of his life, and chuckled softly. He vaguely remembered something in his research talking about how Yoko gave nick names to people. He wondered if Shigure knew that Akito had passed years ago. Akira sighed. This had to be done.
He slowly walked in, and silence came to the room. Yuki and Kyo looked at each other before nodding and walking out of the room. Yoko silently followed, still not looking at him. Akira sighed before walking up to Shigure. "Shigure." He said, his voice hard.
Shigure sighed and looked at his now fully grown son. The boy looked just like Akito, with a little bit of himself thrown in. He'd been told of the fate that had befallen his beloved. His heart was crushed. He'd waited for years to win her love, and had been so happy when he finally had. They had had their problems, just as all couples had. They had fought when she discovered that she was pregnant. They had fought over names and over just about everything else they could possibly think of. They had loved each other exponentally and loved their son just as much.
"Akira." He said, saddened that he'd missed so much of this poor boy's life. "I am so sorry, son." Akira just glared. "I am not your son anymore." Shigure shook his head dejectedly. "I heard about your mother. I am so sorry that you had to go through that alone." Akira started pacing the room, unable to stand still.
"It's all you're fault. You took her away from me. All of her life after her accident was you. She never came home, never even remembered she had a son until she was lying on her death bed. That last year she only spoke to me once, as she lay dying. All she told me was that she wanted me to take back the family that she had been forced to give up by Kyo, Yuki and Haru Sohma!" Shigure shook his head.
"No, Akira. That's not the way it was. When she was younger her mind was twisted and unhealthy. After the curse was broken, me and her married. For a time, we were extremely happy. When she discovered that she was pregnant, she grew worried that the older staff of the Sohma family would try to raise her child as she'd been raised. So, she decided to give up the Sohma family in order to raise you in strong and stable environment and -"
"YOU'RE LYING!" Akira cried out, interrupting him. "She had never wanted that. They forced her! Besides, if that story was true that means that SHE was lying and she would NEVER lie to me." Shigure shook his head again, his face looking worn and tired. His sense of hearing had been around since the begining. He'd heard the whole thing, from Akito's slow decent back into madness to the time when she herself was dying. He knew the truth.
"She wasn't lying. She told you what she THOUGHT was the truth. I suppose the loss of what had kept her sane in the worst of times snapped her already fragile mind. She went insane, Akira. Her mind just lost all logic and memory. The doctors told me that in the end, she was talking about her being "god" and that she needed to go protect the Zodiac. She didn't remember much of anything, Akira. I'm sorry."
Akira shook his head and clutched his ears in denial. "NO NO NO NO NO." If this was true, everything he'd done for the last decade had been a lie! Everything he'd believed in and everything that he'd worked for had been for nothing! But...it all made sense. Had he used his hatred as a shield to the pain of loosing his mother? Had he been blind to the truth? It had to be. But it couldn't be.
Akira ran out of the room and out of the hospital, ignoring the calls of his father...and the rest of his family.
Well, here is another chapter. The truth is finally reveled! There is tops two more chapters left in this story and if I get enough reviews saying they want one, I'll write a comanion following the story of Yukino and Sakura. R&R!