A/N: Allright... so now, I'm going to go through several comedy antics, as well as put Miku through a very strange personality change. And I might bring Ritsu in just for kicks. Anywho, this chapter will be relatively long and funny... but It'll take a bit to finish, so please enjoy and especially review.
Thanks, Archer Ri-chan!
Chapter Eight: Beach house Battle!!
Poke.
Poke.
"Gwo ammay..." I grumbled out, snuggling closer to the warm object on my other side. Something prodded me in the shoulder again, and I swatted blindly above me, until it connected with something solid.
"Owie!" Came the high-pitched whining voice. I groaned, pulling the covers over my head. The person proceeded to poke me through the covers.
"C'mon, Mii-chan! Tohru-chan made breakfast!" Momiji whined, now shaking my shoulder lightly. I slowly opened my eyes, appriciating the dreamy daze that I was in. Suddenly, though, reality came crashing down.
Momiji was close.
Too close.
"G-Go away..." I murmured. Momiji cocked his head, his eyes looking confused and acting as if in denial.
"Go away!" I repeated, more firm, scootching closer to Kyo. Said boy opened his eyes sleepily at my outburst. A very warm, and slightly frightening smile graced his features, but I didn't really care. He sat up, though, noticing that I was trembling, and wrapped his arms around my waist.
"Kyo-chan, did you have a sleepover with Mii-chan?" I frantically shook my head. I now felt confident and most importantly, safe, in Kyo's arms.
But had he been there for me when Akito raped me? I shivered at the blunt, cold edge of the word. Kyo took it the wrong way, not that I minded, and let go, climbing out of the bed with a muttered apology. Momiji just furrowed his brows.
"Momiji, leave." Kyo growled. I suddenly felt bare, vulnerable, and the tone of his voice brought another to mind.
"Beg for me... scream my name."
"I hope this hurts, you ungrateful bitch... Hell, I'll make sure it hurts."
"That's right... it feels good, too, doesn't it?"
I gripped my ears, trying to block out the sound, trying to block out his voice, shaking my head. Kyo edged towards me, outstretching a hand.
Without meaning to, I flinched away, whimpering.
He diverted his eyes, and dragged a concerned Momiji out by his collar.
After they were gone, the voice started to prod at me, making my head ache, and my muscles nearly spasm at the memories. All of the bruises ached all over again.
I forced myself out of the bed, and stumbled over to the door. I shut it lighter than I wanted, and on some impulsive action, I reopened it, and slammed it.
I winced. That was louder than I wanted.
For a second, as I had the urge to try again, I wondered if my mind was slowly unravelling, and this was just its way of dealing with it. I shrugged the thought off. After all, if I was going insane or allready there, what did it matter? Who would it hurt? What would I lose?
And I found myself having no answer.
I smiled... being lonely suddenly seemed very nice. If only I had realized that before in my early confinement...
Or maybe I hadn't been lonely then... Maybe Akito had just finally followed through with taking everything...
No. I lost it, he didn't take anything.
After all, what could a monster have? Not even the other monster felt anything other than pity.
I shook my head in anger at myself.
Kyo wasn't a monster.
Sighing, I locked the door, and on yet another of my very surprising and recent ipulsive thoughts, I barricaded it with the dresser. I brushed my hands off on my jeans, confident with my work, and then sighed.
I was very quickly bored, but atleast I felt safe.
Knock.
I nearly jumped out of my skin, turning towards the window.
Knock. Knock.
I took several deep breaths to calm my nerves, before cautiously striding over to the window. I jumped a step back everytime something knocked.
Once I reached the window, I hesitantly, with a shaking hand, opened the curtain.
"Idiot!" I growled at myself. It was a tree-branch that was overgrown, and the ocean wind and spray were knocking it against my window.
Yep. Defintely going crazy.
Knock! Knock!
I muffled a scream, twirling so fast that I fell down, suddenly, the door was shoved open a little.
"Miku?! Miku, are you allright?!" Ayame's scared voice exclaimed through the crack in the door. I groaned, rubbing my but as she stood up and glared at him.
"What is it?" I growled out, not in any mood to be pleasant. His eyes widened.
"Our darling house maid, has made a divine feast for us this morning, and has sent me to collect our damsel in distress!" He proclaimed dramatically. I rubbed my temples, biting back a groan of frustration.
"I'm not hungry..." I mumbled. Ayame nodded.
"But it would be rude to ignore the offer, and from what I see, you haven't been eating much at all again." He replied bluntly. I glared up at him, suddenly feeling very selfconcious.
"If you're still sane after this, remind me to put you on a diet..."
"How the hell do any of them even bare to look at something as hideous as you?!"
"So disgusting... yet delicious..."
"I'm ugly and fat, so don't even go down this road with me Ayame, I AM NOT in a morning mood." Ayame's eyes widened in shock, and with a force unknown to any other, he shoved the door open, and dragged me out into the hall.
"Never! Never do you say something of the sort Miku, you are unhealthy, and whoever has told you this is a wretched liar."
"So Akito-samma is a wretched liar?" I asked, then snorted. Ayame froze.
"Miku... are you allright?"
"Why?" I countered, avoiding the question.
"Because normally you would jump at the chance to insult our God... and you used 'samma', when you usually use 'kun' or no suffix."
"I'm fine." I replied calmly, remembering all the 'training' I had put myself through when I was younger. Ayame nodded slowly, knowing I was lying from years of experience with having to deal with that, but he also knew when not to bug me.
That was one appriciable aspect of Ayame, atleast. Not that I cared.
"Allright... Tohru-chan made you flapjacks."
"They're called pancakes, Ayame. Pancakes." I replied dryly, walking past him down the hall.
"Flapjacks, Mii-chan!" He chirruped back. I rolled my eyes.
"Pancakes."
"Flapcakes, and it's my final offer."
"We aren't negotiating. They're called pancakes, Ayame."
"Since when did you call me Ayame?" he said, just now noticing, and a little hurt. I groaned, rubbing away the headache as I walked into the kitchen.
"Miku-chan!" Momiji cried, jumping up and glomping me. I fell back with a thud, hitting the floor, and closed my eyes suddenly, fighting away the fright that rose.
"Mii-chan...? Are you allright?" Momiji asked worriedly. Suddenly, he was off. I took a deep, shuddering breath, trying to will away all of the memories.
"I will request that none of you touch her without her spoken permission." Hatori said coldly. I felt him kneel down, and his hand brush the hair out of my face.
"Miku-chan... I'm so sorry..." He whispered.
"Why?" Yuki asked calmly, looking up from his breakfast.
"None of your damned buisiness, Rat!" Kyo hissed, getting to his feet.
"Calm down Kyo, I was simply worried about her sudden change of attitude. Since you seemed unwilling to ask."
"Don't you even dare." I growled, opening my eyes so that they were going yellow from my rage. I was starting to transform. I stood up, cracking my knuckles.
"Well... you seem to be feeling better." Hatori commented dryly, trying to distract me.
"Incase you forgot, Akito is dying, which means I'm feeling better than ever physically."
"What the hell does that have to do with your health?!" Kyo raged, turning to me. I froze, my eyes going wide. Of course... I had never told Kyo... I had never told him my curse... what seperated me...
"I... I guess it's time to tell you all the extent of my curse..." I said coldly, turning my back to them.
"Miku-san... you know better." Hatori said sharply. His voice stung when he used the formal prefix.
"Hatori, when have I ever cared about any of your guys' opinions?" I hissed. I nearly flinched myself at the cold sting of my words and voice. I could feel Kyo's heart break. I could feel Yuki's confusion. I could smell Hatori's hurt, and anger. I could smell and feel all of their pain, confusion and anger.
"That was uncalled for, Miku." Haru, who had walked in sometime ago, growled.
"Shut up, you damned unintelligent cow." I growled. I felt him flinch. "My name is Miku Sohma; holder of the coyote of the zodiac. The demon, the monster, the trickster."
"Looks like it picked right." I heard Yuki growl.
"Shut your damned trap, you fucking rat!" Kyo growled. "I don't care how she's acting, it wasn't her fault that Akito did this to her?!"
"Cat, I'm warning you now. Say anymore and I'll shred you." I growled. "I don't need any of your pity, and he was right. The coyote's spirit picked well.
"Anyways, this is how the coyote's story goes. When god told all of the animals about the banquet, the coyote was there. When all of the animals left, God told the coyote that it treasured it, that it would always treasure its gentle, sweet, kind coyote. God wanted the coyote to be first in the zodiac, but it would give all the animals a fair chance. The Coyote left, then, telling it's God it would do its best.
"The Cat was just being told by the Rat about the race, and what day it was on. The Coyote overheard this, and was angry, but instead of allowing the Cat to compete, Coyote decided to get revenge its own way. Because the Coyote and Cat had been friends for a long time, but Coyote decided this one time it would want to come out better than the Cat, and still restore its honor.
"At the race, Coyote played tricks and pranks on all of the other animals until it reached first place. God looked dissaproving, but he hadn't set any other rules, so he allowed it. Later at the banquet, Coyote was angry, but it kept it inside. Why would God see that, and allow all of his precious animals to fall under trickery?! Why would he allow the Rat to do that?!
"The Coyote had made a poison the night before, and had swallowed it himself, saving it so that he could use it for God and the Rat. So while eating, Coyote sitting between Rat and God, when it thought their backs were turned, it slipped the poison in their drinks.
"And as the Coyote was dying slowly and painfully, God found out. He punished the Coyote, and saved the Rat. So the Coyote will never be allowed to taste. The Coyote will never be allowed within the zodiac until it succeeds with beeting the rat in a fair match. The Coyote's life will be balanced along with God's, so when God is living, Coyote is dying. The Coyote was cursed to bring death, revenge, and treachery to the world." I finished, my entire body shaking as I revealed the full extent of my curse. I fingered the locket around my neck that I had never taken off... It had the picture of my mother in it.
"I... Miku..." Momiji murmured. I turned around to glare at them all. Ayame was rigid, his body frozen as a tear streamed down his cheek. Kyo was standing in the center of the room, rage in his eyes. He glared at me, harshly, evilly, like the monster I was, before running out of the room, slamming the door behind him. Tohru flinched.
"Kyo!!" She cried, turning to run after him.
"Leave him, Tohru." Hatori said coldly. He rubbed his temples sighing, as he watched my pained, calculating gaze. He shook his head sadly, walking out of the room. Shigure's head was bowed, his eyes clouded in pity. Hatsuharu had averted his eyes, his body stiff, his eyes judging. Yuki stood up, watching me.
"Now, you wanna open your damned mouth again, Rat?!" I snapped, stepping forward. Then, it hit me. A burning rage that rippled through my body. I lunged at him, all instinct raging. He dodged, instinctively sending a kick, and I saw the hate in his eyes. I let out a feirce growl, falling through one of the paper walls. Tohru screamed, but Haru held her back.
I was all instinct, all rage, all zodiac. My eyes were yellow, as my hair turned black, wolf ears and a tail coming out.
I quickly stood up to his approaching figure, feinting a punch to the head which he cross blocked, and used my other fist to sock him in the gut. He keeled over, his arms around his gut, and I moved to kick his face, but he caught my foot, and twisted, flipping me onto my stomach in the ground. He kicked me in the side. I let out an all animal howl, as my body transformed, the locket around my neck falling away.
My body shifted, though this time it was painfull. I was a wolf, my haunches at Yuki's belly, larger than I should be. My fur was stringy and black, my eyes a wild yellow. I looked like a monster, a mangy wolfy monster. I bore my teeth, growling again as I lunged at Yuki, and tore my teeth into his shoulder.
He collapsed on his side, but a small black dog tackled me back, and a cow shape pinned my struggling form to the ground.
"GET HATORI!!" Haru shouted as Shigure dug his teeth further into my shoulder. I howled in pain, struggling feircely. I wanted to kill him.
I NEED TO KILL THAT DAMNED RAT!!
A/N: Holy shitake mushrooms! #&! I didn't even mean for it to got that way, but wow! It was awesome! Sorry, my legs are shaking with adreniline from writing that, so I'm gonna leave you with a cliffhanger and go do some martial arts... but wow. That was moody, emotional, and just wow... I took that farther than I wanted, but I guess I'll work with.
