Gah! This took me a long time, sorry! I've actually been working on this fic since before the pairing was requested, but the request finally gave some inspiration.

This is for my second reviewer, NicholeRose. Thank you for the nice review, and I hope you like this! It's not really from their childhood, but it is set before the manga.

Anyway, everyone, prepare to get ANGST'D. Akito just doesn't get it. Neither does Shigure. There is also a moderate amount of cursing, and a SPOILER about Akito. It's pretty common knowledge now, though, right? So... Yeah... Just so you're all aware.

Please enjoy!!

One more thing, this one is potentially confusing. It is an AkiGure, but told in first person (myfirstfiirstpersonficeversopleasebegentle)... By both of them... A line break indicates POV change, but it should be pretty clear. Shigure will start us off:

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Three weeks. Twenty-one days and counting since I had been horribly, awfully betrayed. Three weeks since Akito had slept with Kureno, and she still hadn't apologized to me.

I walked in on them, and at least Kureno had the decency to look ashamed, he tried to give feeble explanations to justify what I had seen the two do, but Akito hadn't so much as blushed.

Well, the only sensible thing I can think of to do to avenge this broken heart of mine is to betray the cruel woman I'm in love with in the same way she betrayed me: Cheating on her.

Because I still love my horrible goddess, but even so, this can't go unpunished.

I don't feel guilty about what I did. I know Shigure expects me to apologize, but why should I? Kureno belongs to me. Even though his Curse had broken, he is still mine.

Don't get me wrong. Kureno knows he still belongs to me, but I needed to remind him. This 'betrayal' was not because I needed to be comforted about anything, but because I needed to irrevocably claim him.

Maybe the way I chose was immature, rash, animal even, but I can do what I please with my Zodiac.

And I have no regrets.

I brush a strand of hair out of Ren's face and give her the false impression that I chose her for some other reason than revenge. The truth is simply that I picked the person who would give Akito the most hell about our having sex, and the person who Akito hates most: Her mother.

I actually hate the woman lying next to me.

If she hadn't forced Akito to live her whole life acting like a man, then Akito certainly wouldn't be so… Fucked up right now.

"Are you going to rub this in my daughter's face? I thought you were completely devoted to her." Ren smirks at me knowingly, but she doesn't really know a thing.

I match her smirk and just say, "Times change, Ren-san."

But, hating her aside, you do what you have to for revenge.

Or at the very least, I do.

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Time passes and I get bored, but I can't leave just yet. I need to wait until someone, preferably someone with a big mouth passes by the door, then I can make a dramatic exit and word about what happened will eventually make its way to Akito. Because that's the only reason I did this, as I said before. After this, she'll know what it's like to be betrayed.

Ren's mouth moves and I block out her voice. It only irritates me, anyway. I look at Ren's face and imagine what Akito would look like with the same long, wild black hair.

It would really make her look more beautiful than she already is, more like a goddess. When we're even I'll have to bring it up.

Then, finally, there are approaching footsteps. I stand up, cutting off Ren in the middle of a sentence- It doesn't really matter though; I didn't hear a word she said.

I have to hurry before the person is completely gone and I have to wait again, so I grab my Kimono and shrug it on, and reach the door in two quick strides.

While opening it, I call behind me, "Thanks for the fun Ren-san. I'm sure I'll see you again." I won't, not like this, unless Akito does something else unforgivable.

I step out into the hallway and see that who is on the other side is the best possible person I could have hoped for.

"Thanks for the fun, Ren-san. I'm sure I'll see you again." My eyes widen and my mouth drops open in surprise. Shigure is stumbling out of that Devil Woman's room and tying up his kimono.

"Wha- Shi- What the hell, dog?!" For maybe the first time in my life, I don't know what to say.

A strange feeling is enveloping me; I don't know what it is. My throat is tight, my vision is fuzzy around the edges, and I think someone is pounding me in the chest repeatedly. This intense feeling can't be jealousy; I don't suffer from a weak feeling like that.

Something is wrong with me.

No. Something is wrong with him.

I have to get away from him.

The Dog has the nerve to follow me and say, "Is there a problem?"

"What… What were you doing in there with that woman?" I already know what he did, but it was the only sentence my mind could come up with. I stop, more flustered than I wish I was.

A Who? Me? look passes over Shigure's face, but the Dog can't keep a smirk off of his face for long.

"You really want to know, Akito dear?"

Akito doesn't want to know. I can tell by her face, but she asked, so she's going to find out. Of course, it would take a while to explain how and why I seduced her mother and, as much as I love smut, I'm not in the mood to go into the dirty details.

Short and sweet does the trick, right?

So I make sure to keep a smile on my face (to let her know who's in control) and take her own face in my hands (to keep it that way) and kiss her with as much passion as I can muster.

My senses are skewed by the kiss as much as I imagine Akito's are. I put my hands on her back to keep her here with me.

I am fighting to keep control of the situation; being near her always intoxicates me. I want to hurt her with this; I don't want to enjoy it. I don't want her to know that I've missed her; that I've wanted her.

I'm doing this to punish her.

I hate her as much as I love her.

This is her fault.

I don't want her, even though her lips are soft and I can feel her icy exterior melting in my arms.

I don't want her, even though she is softening and giving me control for once.

I don't want her; I don't want to forgive her.

I don't want her as far away as she is now.

I just want her close, closer, closest.

I want her to be mine (all of her, all mine), and I want us to forget about anyone but each other.

But she breaks our kiss.

"Shigure-" Her face is red, her eyes are downcast. She's embarrassed and it makes me want her even more.

"Stop it." She tries to push me away.

She is a devil.

No, she is a goddess, but she's burning me up.

I pull her closer to me, wanting more than this chaste embrace, more than just lips touching. We're adults we can reconcile like them. She must know that I want her, that I forgive her now. We're even, we can be together again.

I love her.

Bastard. He is a bastard.

He hurt me, wasn't that enough for him? No, he had to go into wordless detail. I was asking a fucking rhetorical question, because I was angry.

I hate him, I hate him, I hate him. If I tell myself that enough, I can drown out my other feelings.

I don't need him; I have everyone else at my disposal. I have everyone else, none of whom would ever betray me.

If he would rather have that woman, then fine.

Fine. Fine. Finefinefinefine. If I just say it enough times it will be true.

I untangle myself from Shigure's arms (he disgusts me) and mentally berate myself for giving into him for even a minute (I disgust me). He obviously doesn't want me anymore, so I keep the tears out of my eyes and leave.

He grabs my arm. "Where are you going, dear?"

And he has the nerve to sound confused! And call me dear.

"What is wrong with you?" My voice breaks in the middle of the sentence, but I manage to keep my eyes dry.

Shigure doesn't say anything; he just stands there with an idiotic expression on his face. Like he has no idea why I'm furious. Like he shouldn't have to explain himself.

I try and tug my arm out of his grasp, but he won't let go. He is going to let go, because I am in charge (and I need to get away before I break down).

If he didn't understand that I was angry before, he does now. Claws come out quite literally when women are involved. I am walking away and he is holding his face in his hands.

He doesn't follow me, and when I turn the corner, my face is in my hands as well.

Why did he do this to me when I love him? Why did he rip this hole in my chest?

I hate him.

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Whew. Anywho, the next one will be KyoxShigure... I'll do my best... Give me some time to think of a plot, though X3