Summary- Akito has always favored Yuki in the public eye. But when alone his favorite isn't who you'd expect. What happens when he's tired of being separated from his loved one?

Disclaimer- DO NOT OWN! Except the plot, I own that...

God's Pet

He froze at the greeting; that wasn't Shigure.

"Too sick to respond...or to shocked to speak?" Akito mused as he, more or less, sauntered to the sick feline. The room, Kyo noted, had some how gotten colder.

"Which ever could it be?" he added taking in the cats surroundings. The only window was shut; a heavy curtain blocking the sun from outside. Shigure's books off to the right, the lousy bed was pushed in the left upper left corner from the door with a cute little night stand beside that. A very comfy little area he had all to himself. "Well?"

The crimson eyed teen shot up from his futon; fully intending to not show weakness. He failed when the room spun and he had to squeeze his eyes shut to get rid of the nausea he suddenly felt.

'Why?' Kyo thought desperately. 'Why of all times...of any situation...he comes today?'

"You look confused?" God whispered as he kneeled centimeters from his sick jyuunishi. If he could keep this...encounter quiet...the dragon and dog would be out of his hair until his precious rat came along. After all, that's who Hatori thinks he's come to visit. "And so very weak."

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I flinched at that. The words echoing in my mind.

"And so very weak"

I've always hated when someone called me weak. Hell, I'd angry and violent when some one did. But for some reason, when Akito-when he says it. I feel...like a disappointment; like I deserve everything I got...like I'm someone not worth loving.

I hate how Akito-God...manages to be the one person whose opinion I value the most...while also making me loath everything that he is.

"What are you doing here?" I all but growl out. My mask was up. With the mask, everything was hidden...It wouldn't do to let God know what was inside your head. He'd end up messing with it in a demented sort of way.

Instead of making a vocal response, like he usually does, he brings up his pale white hand and presses it to my cheek. I went rigid; he was so cold.

"Would you like to know a secret, monster?"

I didn't say anything. I couldn't. Something in his voice was different...and it made me nervous. It was silent. Then he turned my face until we were staring into each other's eyes. From what I could see, he was wearing his usual outdoor clothes; nothing special. Yet, I felt so small compared to him. I wanted to look away...or even shut my eyes. But something wouldn't let me.

Then ever so slowly, he closed the distance.

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Yuki sighed as he walked into the strangely quiet house. He had to admit that the silence was unnerving. 'Maybe the neko really is sick.' he thought as he took off his shoes. The rain had stopped mid-afternoon, so whatever state his cousin would have been in would have disappeared with it.

"Oh Yuki, welcome home." Shigure greeted cheerfully as he came the stairs. He was carrying a tray of barely touched soup; it was probably for Kyo.

"You cooked?" The violet eyed teen asked with a tone of voice that said 'I-can't-believe-it-but-most-likely-you-ordered-take-out.'

"Nope, Tori did." was the reply. So Hatori was here?

"Oh, he did?" Yuki responded disinterested. He followed the inu into the kitchen. Tohru had said she would be working late that day. Thinking ahead she made something they could heat up. Hopefully the pervert hadn't touched it.

"He left awhile ago, actually."

Yuki frowned. Something wasn't right. When was the last time he had a 'normal' conversation with his older cousin? Stopping what he was doing, he spun around, to face Shigure, who had his back turned to him. There was definitely something wrong.

"Leave Kyo alone." the inu said...it sounded more like a plea. "...if just for tonight."

The nezumi sighed. Then slowly he made his way to his back pack. He had a lot of homework; he wasn't even hungry anyway. Beside, if Shigure wouldn't tell him what was the matter, he would confront the neko, when the inu was out of the view.

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Said cat was currently sitting in the corner farthest from the door, motionless, and hidden in shadows. His eyes which were once a fiery red were now dull to a color of dried blood. His hair clung to his head, wet with sweat; the fever at it's all time high. His older cousin had put him to his bed moments before, taking away the food he had hardly touched. Minutes after, the cat had unconsciously dragged his battered body to a safe corner. It was a miracle he hadn't changed yet.

If he were to actually take everything in, he would have been surprised at how much a situation could go from bad to worse in such little time.

As it was, the teen in question, was in a catatonic-like state. The inu had spent the last half hour trying to get him to respond coherently.

It had felt like an eternity until their lips touched. And when it happened...in that moment, everything seemed to stop. There was no pain, there was no worries. There was only nothing; a black void that held the peace...and it felt so right...yet there was something. Something that only He could feel it seemed.

It wasn't him that felt this, and when Akito parted, he saw; he knew.

Kyo couldn't explain. Not with his illness, not with the strange feeling that seemed to come out of no where. He hated God...he loathed him...didn't he? He was confused and he didn't know...but when he saw the calm look wash away from God's eyes, he wanted so much to say sorry.

It wasn't until he was thrown into Shigure's bookcase the he registered that anytime had passed at all. Everything was a messed up blur.

"You pathetic fool." Akito hissed as he lifted the side table, eyes glinting dangerously.

Kyo, who had yet to move from his sprawled position, watched with fevered eyes as the table crashed into him. Through his foggy mind and the pain, he could only manage one word.

"W-what?"

The room spun as he was lifted off the floor.

"Don't give me that!"

Through the response, the cat could hear the footsteps making there way up the stairs.

"You lied to me!" Akito hollered, punching the person he had voluntarily kissed just moments before.

There were know banging noises coming from the door.

"You love that...thing?!" he spat.

Then it dawned on him.

...he couldn't mean...It wasn't like that. God had to understand...that's not how it was.

"And here I thought it was okay to let her live here."

Kyo could just shake his head no, as the door burst open. Finally letting the dragon and dog interfere. Before Akito could lay another hit, Hatori got in between. It was too late though, God had finished his tantrum...and he was sorry for it.

"We're leaving." he muttered as he stormed out of the trashed room.

Hatori, left the first-aid kit on the floor and a promise to call later. Shigure nodded before lifting the distraught teen from the floor. He hugged his younger cousin as he continued to shake his head no and mumbling 'it's not true'.

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I'M SORRY FOR THE LONG UPDATE AND I'M REALLY SORRY FOR THE SHORT CHAPTER!!! Please forgive me!