Author's Intro:

My computer currently has a virus, so if I get THIS posted, I'll be lucky.

I may not even get to Tohru and Yuki in THIS chapter! You poor, anxious readers, you……

I got a new bike helmet. But only because I'm forced to wear one. It's "law". .

But any bike helmet makes my head look three times larger.

I also got the Arctic Monkeys CD, "Whatever you say I am is what I'm not" or something like that. xD

But it's pretty good so far. .

On to the Domain of Chapter 6!

Meanwhile, Akito Sohma sat at his traditional Japanese table, feet sticking out behind him, eating his meal.

(A/N: Since I recently went to Japan, I found the Furuba books through Volume 20, and now it's hard to picture Akito as a boy. But, unfortunately, in this story I already established the fact that I'm making Aki a guy, and now I can't change it.)

Why did he make the choice of giving the Cat mercy?

'Simply because it would give me the upper hand in matters,' Akito answered himself, taking a bit of rice. 'It's killing two birds with one stone. It's not helping that wench at all, but hurting her. She just doesn't realize it yet because of her simplicity.'

What would he do to her? Akito paused for a moment. Maybe something, maybe nothing.

Why shouldn't I have some fun with her? More than causing an emotional wall? More than using a whip for venting pent up anger? Maybe, or maybe not.

You see, as long as the Juunishi are tricked into thinking that their beloved is in a lot of pain, they will suffer.

But why NOT spill some blood and tears? Why NOT make the girl suffer? She seemed to deserve it; taking away his followers.

'There's no reason why not. That answer will suffice.'

Why did the God of the Sohma family even hurt the Cat? Why did it have to be an outcast? And why was the tradition held to this day?

The Head thought about this one even longer.

'Because,' he continued to say, 'Why shouldn't I? The Cat did not attend the banquet. The Cat, in all it's stupidity, did not remain loyal to me. No one should be given the permission to forget that.'

But, his conscience reminded him, that's only because it was tricked.

'So? I hate the Cat……simply because, in that case.'

And that was all the answer that the God had to offer, because he was "God". In authority, he didn't need more than a "because" answer. Those in his family would not be able to do anything about his reasons; they could only obey his commands.

He didn't even need a conscience. He wasn't even sure that he had one anymore. And that was probably true. If the Head had one, it was bound to be corrupted beyond anything repairable.

What would Akito Sohma do in the time, now six days, before her confinement? Would he simply sit and wait? Would he stir things up a bit? If so, how? What would he do or say?

How could he make his precious Zodiac even more broken? How could he ruin the mending that Tohru Honda had inflicted on his servants?

He remembered the moment of the switch clearly, as if it was happening right then and there.

Yuki made an attempt to move towards the commotion, but found that he couldn't move; there was someone behind him, holding him back.

"Hatori, let go!" Yuki yelled at the doctor.

"I-I can't. Akito's orders," Hatori responded, ashamed. "I'm bound to his orders. You know that."

Akito grinned at the Dragon's decision. His shame. His suffering.

Even when Hatori Sohma knew what he was doing was wrong, he could not defy his Lord. No matter how much it hurt him. And this situation wasn't like the one involving that bitch, Kana.

No, that time Akito had just talked him into it. And the circumstances were different; the woman was sick.

He still had the pathetic Seahorse in his grip. At the moment.

But Yuki….that was a different story.

Say the Rat had gotten out of the doctor's clutches, then what would have happened?

Akito hoped for an answer like "He would have given in to my orders not to come any closer", but he knew that that would not of been the case.

His plan would have been possible ruined by the boy whose name means "snow". And Akito knew what that meant.

He was losing control of the member of the Juunishi that he, perhaps, had tortured most.

And maybe the God could kill Yuki's spirit with just one visit to that "special room", but maybe it would take many. Or, if the Head was unlucky, then the Rat would never fully be broken.

But either way, it led back to Tohru Honda. She had to pay.

He could call her in; do some early damage. The God could let her out with mental scars, as he did with Yuki.

He could leave her with physical scars, as he did Kyo.

He could leave her with both, and all before the real torture started. The Head owned this game; he made the rules and could bend them.

And that one answer would suffice.

Tohru walked with Yuki, by his side, all the way out to the Secret Base. The snow was beginning to clear. That was another reminder that graduation was near.

Yuki turned towards the girl, shivering, and started towards her.

Hatori Sohma sat at his desk, allegedly working on some papers and medical records. In reality, he was deep in thought.

Why did he hold Yuki back that evening? If he hadn't, the Rat would of probably been able to prevent the event from happening. But the doctor knew that if he had tried, it wouldn't of worked.

A "talk" would have been necessary later that night, binding him, once again, to his Master. His God. The "talk" would of destroyed all healing he had ever had.

But was he really ever healed? The answer did not come easily, He had not been strong enough to defy the cruel man who held his family captive.

Did that mean anything? Did his resistance to defy prove that he was weak? Did it show that later he would be hated by those he had not been strong enough to save?

Kyo Sohma might not of been able to stop Akito from carrying out his schemes and Tohru's ideas, but at least he had tried.

Yuki had not been able to escape the Dragon's grasp, but he had tried his hardest, and mourned when the deed was done.

Hatori seemed to take pity on himself, but cry not because his attempts failed, but because he did not attempt in the first place.

What would the man do once the girl was locked up? Would he attempt to help her, to mend her wounds when Akito became angry? Would he attempt to mend both physical and emotional scars as she had for many?

Would the Head even allow him inside of the room made especially for the Cat? Hatori didn't know the answer to the last one.

But, all he knew, was that at that very moment, he took it upon himself to protect the girl they called Tohru Honda from the God of the Sohma family, and now hers, also.

"So….can you now tell me what is going on?" the gray haired boy asked, a sad look in his eyes. "What is Akito planning?"

Author's Closing:

I'M SO SORRY THAT THIS CHAPTER WAS SO LATE! It wouldn't let me upload documents; I had this chapter ready 5 or 6 days ago.

Geez, that was a tedious chapter to retype. .

I hope I didn't bore anybody.

There will be some action soon, I promise.

Agh!

I feel too serious!

I feel boring! .

Review!

Laterzzzz.

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