AN: Heh. No way am I giving you this, today (monday as I type)! You peoples are, like, trying to taunt me! I am uber-happy for 50 reviews, but then you only reviewed three (as I re-read, I got one more) times for this chapter! (exasperation) Also, probably about the time I kill off chapter 16, I may end up not updating for a week so that I can work on new chapters (I'm only halfway through 18...) and write up some of those review incentives! That's right! I'm making review incentives so that you get bonus material for reviewing the story (but only if you're registered)! So, happy today (or tomorrow I suppose), to you! Review, Review, Review, dang it!

Chapter Fourteen- Of Jealousy and Punishment

"Do you know what you've done?"

"Yes..." the Nezumi shuddered.

"Then you know why I'm about to do this!"

With a sickening thud, Yuki's head fell against the wall.

The God simply stared at the unconscious teen with a malicious grin.

A moment later, Yuki staggered to his feet, "You bastard..." he gasped. The Nezumi collapsed once more.

Akito went to sit by his window, as he was accustomed, to wait to the damned to awake.

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Kyou helped Tohru down the stairs so that he could assist her in making lunch.

She'd gone to see Akito over her "condition" the day before and gotten off lucky. (AN: Sorry, guys. I didn't actually write that scene, though I may write it as an extra I can send to registered reviewers... hint-hint!)

He'd only managed to fracture her ankle before he collapsed in a fit.

She immediately went to Hatori to have it taken care of. He then drove the Onigiri home.

Kyou'd been helping her get around, since.

The Inu looked at the two with envy, "What's for lunch, Tohru-kun?"

"I'm not sure, yet. We'll have to wait and see what I can cook up, eh?" she grinned. (AN: Yes, Tohru is getting a bit out of character in general, in case you haven't noticed from the past chapters... I blame mild mood swings! heh. it's just to make the story work a bit better, is all...)

Kyou was beginning to be impatient with Tohru simply leaning on him; they weren't going any faster than if she were on crutches!

He wasn't about to be compared to crutches.

The former Neko hoisted her onto his back without warning.

"Whoa! Ky-"

"Hold on!"

He scurried into the kitchen.

Shigure shook his head and smiled.

"Lucky bastard."

Sounds of kitchen-antics could be heard clearly through the house.

AN: (written Tuesday) You know, I don't even know exactly what kitchen-antics are when one person's lacking the capacity to walk. (sweatdrop) Anyway... I was bored, at this wee hour of the morning, and decided not to totally retaliate in taunting, because I got another review last night (thank you!). So, without further ado... wait, you already read it... oops... I don't feel like screwing up my "review, dang it!" above, though... So... yeah... I'm still working on chapter eighteen (remember that I only write in my free time, so more homeworkless writing; or more classworkless time to work in class...) I won't update till five reviews for this chapter! (regardless of update scedule) Ja!