The Taming of Gods

When two great forces collide.

An Akito X OC fanfiction story. Please leave a review.

Musical inspiration: Fix You by Coldplay (When Meda helps Hatori), New divide by Linkin Park and Hear Me by Imagine Dragons (When Meda sees Akito's past)

Chapter 3

This was it. Meda stood outside the vast intricately designed electric gates that caged the Sohma estate. Today was the day she would finally meet the head of the mystical clan and find out what all the fuss was about. Suddenly, Meda felt an uncharacteristic twinge of fear. She hadn't told Yuki, Kyo or Shigure that she was coming here today. They'd been trying to put her off from meeting this man for a long time and there must have been a reason. Meda thought back to the overwhelming, inexplicable waves of fear and hate that rolled off both Yuki and Kyo the three times she had mentioned Akito. Although her intuition didn't pick up the same kind of fear coming from Shigure, she could sense that there was no love lost between the two men. Maybe she should be wary too...

It wasn't like she hadn't come up against dangerous characters before: shady humans were easy to deal with, supernatural beings a bit trickier, but she had managed. Gods, on the other hand…

'Well, never know till you try.' She thought with a gulp as she entered the now open gates.

'Hello, may I help you?' A tall, dark haired man stood before, wearing a pressed suit and doctor's coat. Despite his handsome looks, he had a somewhat severe air about him, though Meda could sense he had a very, very pure and forgiving heart.

'Hello, I'm Meda.' She introduced herself in her soft voice. Realising that the man was still waiting for an explanation as to why she was here, she hurriedly continued. 'I'm here to see Dr Hatori about the assistant position. To help with Mr Akito Sohma's ailments.'

'Oh, you're the lady that spoke to me on the phone about applying to be my assistant. The one with the really impressive resume?' Hatori ran a critical eye over her, before saying skeptically, 'You're a lot younger than I expected.'

'So are you.' He smiled tightly at her blunt retort.

'Well, come on in then: Akito's going to love you, I can tell.' Meda frowned, unsure of whether he was joking or not.

As they walked into his office in silence, Meda studied the handsome man beside her. He was a few years older than her and evidently a silent but strong character. Her medical intuition kicked in and she caught onto the fact that he was almost completely blind in his left eye. But beyond all that, her prophetess senses kicked in, and she could see the emotional pain and vulnerability that had been inflicted upon him.

Vision flashes back in time to when Kana and Hatori were dating

'I think that's Hatori. God he looks so much younger and his expression is softer. He looks really good when he smiles. Who's that girl with him? K…Ka…Kana!' The name appeared in Meda's mind. 'I think he loved her. They looked so happy together.'

Her vision skips forward in time a little

'Who's that dark haired man Hatori and Kana are kneeling before? Maybe Akito? Uh-oh, he doesn't look too happy with them. Hatori WATCH OUT!' Even though she knew that it was all past and there was nothing she could do to intervene, Meda couldn't help the small scream that escaped her mouth when Akito flung the table at him.

…

'So that's how he lost his vision in his eye. Poor Hatori.'

Vision flashes forward to Hatori erasing Kana's memories

'He erased her memories? That's heartbreaking… Poor, poor man. He must be feeling so alone. I can't even begin to fathom what it must be like for him, having all those sweet memories of the person he loved, while she doesn't even recognize him anymore.' Meda's eyes welled with tears before the vision blacked out.

Meda returned to the present with a vertiginous rush. She always felt slightly naseous and dizzy after a vision, and one packed with so much emotion like that certainly took its toll. She wished she could go out into the lavish garden she had glimpsed through the windows- being with nature always helped soothe her after a particularly distressing vision- but she had to keep up with Hatori, who hadn't noticed her little episode. Her heart filled with pity and sadness for the selfless doctor infront of her. To have gone through so much… but yet he still bore no ill feelings towards Akito. Meda herself had muddled feelings about what she had seen. While she understood that it was of vital importance to keep the zodiac curse a secret, she could not condone his reaction to their affair. But still, it seemed almost as if he were jealous of Hatori and Kana's love… almost as if he had wished he had someone to love him as well. A swirl of anger at Akito's actions in blinding Hatori rose up within her, but she kept her emotions in check. Besides, she had seen the flash of fearful pain in Akito's eyes when he realised he had hurt his Jyuunishi. Her perceptive eye had caught the regret that flashed in his, before he delusionally turned the blame of his actions onto poor Kana.

This one was certainly a strange case alright.

'So, your recommendations have all checked out, though I'm quite surprised as there are some very big names on here.' He looked slightly impressed and Meda couldn't help the proud smile that automatically appeared on her face. 'However, I'm still not entirely convinced. More likely than not these have been forged.' He muttered that last part under his breath, but she still caught it. Meda quirked an eyebrow in hurt before an idea suddenly occurred to her.

'Would you like a demonstration?' She asked, her voice still gentle though a giant grin had suddenly appeared on her tan face.

'Of what?'

'My skills. I could heal your eye for you, if you'd like.' Her grin got even wider, if possible, at the shocked expression on his face.

'How did you-? Never mind. You can't fix it. It's been damaged too badly for anyone to heal it.'

'I have yet to come across a wound that I couldn't heal.' She said confidently, gesturing for him to lie down on the long couch in his office. He looked like he was about to refuse, before he shrugged and acquiesced. He figured it wasn't like she could do any more harm to it than Akito already had. Besides, she had piqued his curiosity: how had she known that his eye was damaged?

Hatori lay down on the couch and pushed back his long black locks that normally hid his damaged eye from view. From her shoulder bag, Meda pulled out a golden mixing bowl and some exotic looking herbs that Hatori had never seen before. One of the herbs seemed to have glowing silver leaves and another had a strange flower blooming from it. If he didn't know any better, he would have said that they weren't from earth.

Meda smiled as she mixed the magical plants, and some ordinary herbs, together in the golden bowl. She had gotten a strange feeling that morning that she would be requiring these today, even though at the time she did not know of Hatori's injury. She silently thanked her intuitive sixth sense, before extracting a small silver knife from her satchel. Just as she was about to open a vein, Hatori stopped her in shock.

'What are you doing!' He yelled, sitting bolt upright. Meda's eyes widened a bit, but that was the only indication that she was surprised by the doctor's sudden outburst.

'My blood has healing properties.' She said simply, before continuing in her task and letting the blood drip into bowl containing the mashed herbs.

'Listen, I don't know what kind of cult or-' Hatori broke off, his protests fading and his eyes growing as round as saucers, as the deep cut Meda had made on her forearm disappeared. What should have lasted for weeks and required atleast a couple of stitches had healed within a matter of seconds.

'Y-y-you… You're not human, are you?' Hatori asked in a weak voice.

'No, I'm afraid not. But please, do not be alarmed. I am a healer. I was telling you the truth when I said I came here to help fix Mr Sohma's illnesses. My tribe- we have extensive knowledge of medicinal and healing properties of natural and magical herbs and I have picked up a few magic spells and tricks during my travels as well. I assure you that I am just as capable, and not to sound vain but perhaps more capable, than any qualified human or non-human healer you will find. I would like to help.' The simplicity of her last statement- her altruistic desire to just help and the weight of her revelation left Hatori speechless. He had almost lost all belief in the existence of truly good people in the world, and yet, here stood one, right before his eyes. The dragon within him sensed a kindred spirit behind those stunning emerald eyes of hers that seemed to reach the very corners of his melancholy soul. He trusted her. Some innate sense within him told him that the dewy eyed beauty and peace of hers was authentic. He moved as if in a trance while she finished making her paste-like concoction and then muttered a spell over the bowl, before applying it over his damaged eye.

After what seemed like an age, she gently removed it, her practiced hands carefully wiping away the remnants.

'It's alright, you can open your eyes now.' She coaxed gently. Hatori's heart raced. Would he truly be able to see properly again? Sucking in a sharp breath, his eyelids slowly fluttered open. The pristine white ceiling of his office gradually came into focus. Hatori blinked in surprise. Despite the trust his Dragon spirit had placed in this stranger, he hadn't fully believed in her abilities. Now, however, there was no doubt left in his mind. He could see! Hatori sat bolt upright, his eyes as round as child's with excitement as he took in the mundane scene around him as if it were an enchanting paradise. Everything seemed much more in focus and he had a wider range of vision.

'Oh my goodness.' Though he was inwardly whooping with joy, all he expressed on the outside was a small sigh of relief, happiness and amazement. 'Thank you. Thank you so much, my goddess.' He pressed a light kiss to the back of her hand, while Meda blushed beetroot red.

'Oh my! No one's ever called me goddess before. I'm really not worth such a title. This is just what I do.' She said modestly, giving him one of her signature, heart stopping smiles. Despite her humbleness, Hatori didn't think she looked like anything less than a goddess. For him, she was the first radiant ray of sunshine to filter into his dark life after he lost Kana.

'Please, come with me. If there's anyone that can heal Akito, it's you, Miss Meda.' Hatori's tone was suddenly a whole lot more respectful than when he'd first met her.

As they made their way across the narrow corridor to Akito's suite, Hatori suddenly found himself having second thoughts. He feared for Meda; he had experienced on a first hand basis the dark God's wrath. How would he react to a stranger finding out about their secret? How would he react when he learnt of Meda's extraordinary power. Would he see her as a threat? Hatori's jaw clenched, tension lining his face as he opened the door to Akito's room.

Hatori unwittingly adopted an automatic, protective stance in front of Meda, half hiding her from view. Peering around Hatori's tall figure, Meda caught her first sight of the God. Tall and lean with a mop of dark hair. He stood by the window, facing away from them so he hadn't realised Meda's presence yet.

Meda drew a breath at the intense aura of power pulsing around him. Darkness. His every fibre screamed pain, darkness and power.

'Hatori, what do you want?' He demanded brusquely, without bothering to turn and face the older man. He slouched lazily against door frame overlooking the gardens. His kimono had slipped off one of his shoulders, revealing the pale creamy skin underneath, glinting in the sunlight. Despite the warm weather, he seemed to radiate coldness; skin like ice and a voice that cut sharper than the frosty bite of the North wind.

'There's someone, I've brought to see you… Akito… I think she can heal you.' Hatori said softly, his dark brown eyes imploring. At his words, Akito whipped around and Meda caught sight of his face for the first time.

His face was incredibly handsome, with unblemished porcelain skin framed by thick black locks, though his beauty had a hard edge to it. His lips were pressed together in a sneer and his handsomeness was marred by the look of hatred and anger burning on his face. Their eyes locked, her piercing emerald ones with his cavernous, frigid ones.

Suddenly, like a punch to the stomach, Meda was hit by another vision, more intense than the last.

Vision flashes back to Akito's birth.

'Is that Akito?' She wondered as she took in the sight of a tiny squalling baby, writhing in its mother's arms. Suddenly another man entered her vision. He looked similar to Akito and Meda suspected it might be his father. 'A-a-ar-Akira?' The name appeared in her mind.

'Oh, he's beautiful. My wonderful son.' Akira cradled the baby in his arms, while it's mother watched the scene with a look of surprising jealousy on her face.

'Why would his mother be jealous?' Meda wondered in confusion. As the scene progressed, other Jyuunishi members, including Hatori, Shigure, Kureno and Ayame, entered the room and began weeping at the sight of their new God.

Everyone fawned over the child, treating it like a prince. Akira's overwhelming love for his son was evident but while they grew closer, Meda watched fearfully as Ren's jealousy reared its ugly head.

Vision skips forward a few years

'No! How can they treat him like that? I should be the one receiving all this respect and attention, not that weak, pathetic brat. After all, I am the one who gave birth to the most important spirit in the zodiac! And the way Akira spends all his attention on Akito… I hate him! I hate that damned child.' Ren ranted to herself as she watched from a distance as Akira, carrying a toddler Akito, strolled through the garden, looking the picture of familial harmony.

Vision skips forward

'No one will ever love you.' Ren hissed at a weeping Akito. He looked about 6 years old and Meda sensed that Akira had passed by this point. 'The other Jyuunishi hate you. You're going to be alone for the rest of your life.' Meda watched tensely as Ren raised her hand and slapped the hapless little child.

'NO!' Meda screamed, but it was pointless. After all, she could never intervene, only watch helplessly. Such was the nature of her gift.

The vision moved in more rapid flashes now and Meda just caught glimpses of Ren torturing Akito verbally and physically up until he grew taller than her. Meda saw every one of Akito's afflictions, sawevery he illness he had gotten. She felt overwhelmed by the torrent of Akito's emotions that bombarded her the entire time, changing as he got older: fear, pain, weakness, hatred, self loathing, anger, vengeance, fearful vulnerability, loneliness.

'TOO MUCH. It's too much! I-I can't. STOP!' Meda's mind began to crumble under the flood of intense emotions. There was too much anguish and pain in the God's past, all intensified to a hundred times anything she had felt before. It was crushing her. She couldn't breathe…

The vision ended as abruptly as it began, but it's effects on Meda didn't. She staggered for a second, tyring to recover, before her mind gave out under the extreme duress and she lost consciousness, crumpling to the ground like a broken flower.

AN: Well, that was dramatic… I apologize for how long this chapter is. Anyway, Exams finish tomorrow so I'll be able to update much more and with better editing, I hope: these have been rather rushed so far.

Neverthelss, please leave a review! (Considering that I've just suffered through almost 7 gruelling weeks of GCSEs, it would really make my day if you left a review )