Chapter 3-I'm posting this new chapter for Loriakitochan since she asked me to update. Thanks for the review! ;D I do not own Fruits Basket

Akito suffered great loneliness with Shigure, Hatori, Kureno and Ayame away at school. She took her frustration out on her servants; each time her will would be thwarted, she would lash out violently at them with her nails, kicking and scratching them until she could be restrained. When told of her daughter's behavior, Ren was predictably unconcerned.
"The little bitch is a life sucking demon; what do you expect?" she laughed. Kurosawa pressed her for some sort of decision.
"Her violence is going to result in a lawsuit for the family. As her mother, you need to do something about this," Kurosawa said forcefully. Ren looked at him, smiling lazily from the sofa where she reclined.
"Well, Kurosawa, you have been awfully concerned about Akito lately. Why don't you do something about it? I really don't care if she lives or dies. She was a toy for Akira while he lived. She should have died with him; she's not necessary now." Ren picked up the magazine she had been perusing, and she began reading again. Kurosawa's face hardened.
"If you cannot control your own child, if you cannot mother the girl you birthed, then I question your place in this family, Ren. As you know, you were not the favored choice of bride for Akira. If it was not for the support of myself and some of the other younger members of the Sohmas, you would not be enjoying your current wealth and status. With Akira dead and Akito neglected, remind me again why we suffer your presence?" Ren threw down her magazine and sprang to her feet, interrupting Kurosawa.

"Is that an implied threat, Kurosawa?" she hissed at the doctor. "What are you and your pathetic brothers going to do, evict the head of the household's mother?" She laughed wickedly. "You are all like a bunch of dogs with no teeth! You bark and snarl, but can do very little real damage. And yet, I will go along with you in this case. I will arrange something so Akito is occupied and doesn't trouble the help further. We don't want our dear, "special" head of the family being unhappy in any way, do we? And even more importantly, we can't let the precious Sohma name be sullied further than my presence among you already has accomplished." she said sarcastically.
Kurosawa looked at her with no expression on his face. Then he bowed and left the room. Ren got up and walked to her dressing room. She had an idea of how to handle this latest problem with the brat. Even with her limited ability to empathize with the feelings of others, Ren recognized that Akito's behavior was from loneliness. She would arrange for one of the younger juuneshi to be kept with Akito all the time; maybe Mitsune's son, the one who was the rat. Mitsune was always trying to suck up to Ren, she probably wouldn't hesitate to trade her youngest son for wealth and status. She walked through the main house, entering into Akito's suite. The girl sat in the window, leaning on the sill and watching the birds. She did not turn in acknowledgement of Ren's entry.
"So, "God" is bored and lonely," Ren said in a mocking voice. "Why don't you just call the juuneshi to you, Akito? I thought that they would always be there for you and never leave you?" She taunted. Akito bit her lip to keep from crying at her mother's harsh words.
"What, no answer? Could it be that there is no "bond" holding them to you? That you really are an incredibly, ordinary girl…no one special at all?" Akito turned and faced her mother, tears streaming down her face.
"You don't know!" she screamed. "You can't even begin to understand the bond between God and the juuneshi!" Akito was shaking with rage as she stood there before her mother, her tiny fists balled up and clenched with fury. Ren just laughed a low, evil laugh.

"Oh Akito, you really don't know do you? You don't have a real bond with the juuneshi. Akira and I had a real bond, a love that you and the juuneshi couldn't even dream of. You aren't "God," you are nothing. You are less than nothing. When Akira died, you should have died too. You are a murdering piece of shit. If it wasn't for you, Akira would still be living. You aren't God; you are completely unnecessary and worthless. Even the juuneshi know this and they will leave you and you will be completely alone. No one loves you. There will be no one there to save you from your pathetic, worthless life." Akito was shaking, her face contorting with the effort of not breaking into sobs. Ren smiled cruelly at her, enjoying the child's misery.
Akito could not hold her sobs back and she began screaming and sobbing. "Why do you hate me so much? Why don't you love me? Father loved me! Why don't you?" She collapsed in a heap on the floor crying deep, wrenching sobs, her face buried in her hands. Ren walked to the child, stopping right before her.
"Because you are a filthy piece of shit that doesn't deserve to be loved. You should be dead. You were nothing but a diversion for Akira, something to keep his mind off his illnesses. You are a toy that should have been thrown in the trash long ago." Ren turned and walked out of the room leaving the girl crying and alone. Ren smiled to herself as she left to go to Mitsune's house. In spite of Kurosawa's interference, it was turning out to be a very good day.