Septic

Disclaimer: Still not Natsuki Takaya…nor am I really Naria. Don’t I wish! Doesn’t EVERYONE want to be a sexy neko luck soldier in love with an angsty draconian bishie?! Sorry, this is about Fruits Basket, not Escaflowne! >_<


I’m sorry the chapters have been so short lately, but it’s all I can do for now! I mean, I get these great and lovely cliffhangers which just SCREAM for attention, so I post them! That, and sometimes I feel that maybe my readers would like an update! ^_^ So here’s to you! Another annoyingly short chapter with which you can bitch at me about! BRING IT ON, PUNKS!! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!


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The sickly god tread softly as he approached his destination. He did not want to disturb his guests…well, at least not yet. He simply wanted to see if they had survived. He couldn’t wait to see what his gift had done to them, especially Yuki…

Akito slowly approached one of the many barred windows and carefully peeked in. He was on the rat’s side of the room, and Yuki was leaning against the grate bisecting the space. He was asleep, his breathing deep and even. However, his arm was partially through the grate, his hand resting on the cat’s forehead.

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//So…Yuki IS caring for the cat. I hadn’t expected him to be so…forgiving to the one who had placed him here. And from what I can see, Kyo is actually looking much better. His face is no longer a mass of bruises and cuts and his chest rises and falls continuously. Pity. So the boys are surviving, but for what? Hadn’t my message been quite clear? Were they surviving to live a life of pain and torment? Perhaps they thought they could escape from their clan head’s clutches after both had fully recovered? How…endearing. I’ll see their hopes crushed…Naivety is dangerous, and I shall remedy that.//

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Akito sneered at the sight before him before turning to return to his domicile. He was angry, and yet amused. He needed to plan something…or vent his rage. Perhaps it was time to punish Hatori for helping the boys. He could use a little afternoon entertainment. He smiled maliciously an began to walk when something caught his eye…Something glinted in the sunlight.

The pale one walked towards the source, hidden in a clump of bushes just outside the House of the Cat. He pushed aside the barricading branches and his vision was clouded with anger.

Beneath the branches lay his gift to Yuki. His one act of kindness to the rat lay in the dirt like a piece of common garbage! How DARE Yuki throw away something so priceless! How DARE he insult his god’s gift! Akito nearly screamed with rage, his blood boiling, his breathing ragged! He fell to his knees, clutching his chest, heaving with his outrage! He pounded his fists into the ground over and over! He cursed Yuki, he cursed his family, and he cursed himself! He had not done a good enough job disciplining his little rat! Well, the little rat would pay! Oh yes, he’d pay dearly for this insult! And Akito knew just how he would do it…

The god picked himself off the ground and dusted his robes off, calmed by his new plan of action. It was going to be a beautiful day, and he still had torturing Hatori to look forward to.

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//I wonder if Kyo will ever wake up. He sleeps for days at a time, and he’ll only wake up for a short time whenever he does. His fevers are fewer…but still just as dangerous. I don’t know how much longer I can take this place…
I hope he’ll get better soon. I will just have to keep caring for him…and the supplies are running low. Please, Kyo…Wake up.//

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Yuki had once again fallen asleep, his exhaustion apparent. Kyo’s fever had finally broken and Yuki let himself fall asleep to dream of the day they would escape.

It was a beautiful dream where he literally broke through the walls of their prison with his fierce determination. Kyo soon followed and they joined forces in a just assault against their clan head… Akito dead… by their hands! They ran home, both well and up to it, never pausing or running short of breath! They ran and laughed together, free at last! And Tohru welcomed them home with tender embraces…but they didn’t transform? And she wasn’t laughing, she was crying, holding them. They weren’t running, they lay in Tohru’s arms while she wept and Kyo moaned in pain as his last rattling breath left his body.

Yuki shot up out of his slumber, his heart racing from the terror! He heard Kyo moan again and he looked quickly into the other side of the room to see what was troubling him. His heart skipped a beat when he saw Kyo’s pallet empty, the blankets trailing off deeper into the room. The rat’s eyes followed the trail of the blanket and nearly choked in terror!

Illuminated in the pale moonlight was the sitting figure of Akito, his face frozen in a smile of tenderness. Perhaps it actually would have been tender except for the fact that his eyes were so cold, so malicious and evil that tenderness was a sentiment they had never known. Yuki stared wide eyed at the sleeping form in his gods arms…Kyo lay bedraggled in the sickly one’s arms, so vulnerable, so fragile.

“A-Akito-sama…” Yuki whispered.

“Well, hello, Yuki,” Akito cooed. “I’ve just come to pay a visit to my new guests.”

Yuki just stared. Akito looked up at Yuki, his eerie smile widening at the rat’s reaction.

“It seems you have been doing well for yourself and this damned cat.”

The rat tore his eyes away from the pale one’s gaze as he struggled to find what he should say.

“Well, I had hoped you would enjoy my precious gift to you, dear Yuki,” Akito said smoothly, his voice holding just a thread of anger. Yuki paled at the mention of the dagger, keeping his eyes averted…it was harder to be strong when the object of all fear was present, he thought. Yuki shuddered and took a deep breath.

“You can’t do this to me anymore, Akito,” Yuki whispered weakly. Akito cocked his head to the side, questioning Yuki’s response.

Akito smiled evilly, his eyes showing manic anger.

“Well, well…It seems these days in confinement with the cat have had some terrible effects on your behavior, my little mouse. Wasn’t it just last week that you came to me seeking forgiveness for what you had done to this detestable creature here,” Akito asked, looking down upon the unconscious cat.
Yuki winced at the reminder, but tried to hold his composure. But Kyo…he had accepted the rat even after all the pain he had gone through. Kyo was his strength now. He was actually a beautiful person beneath that hard persona. And Yuki had to take care of him…Yuki promised they would go home together!

“And then the cat, in some foolish attempt of retribution and justice, delivered both of you into my hands forever. I am simply doing what was asked of me, for my dear family…Is my little mouse not grateful? Apparently not, especially when I gave him the option of freedom and he did not take it-”

“Death is NOT freedom!!” Yuki interrupted, his anger peaking. “And it is NOT an option ever, you bastard!!” His words echoed into the darkness Yuki’s eyes widened at what he had just said, he gasped and covered his mouth.

Akito stilled suddenly as if he were made of stone, his face completely expressionless…

“A-Akito…I-…I’m sorry. I did not mean…”

Akito silently glared at Yuki, his hate and dissapointment obvious. Then his face softened as smiled and once again looking lovingly upon the cat. Yuki, heart pounding in his chest, followed his god’s gaze and saw that Akito had the blade! The torturous instrument was pressed to Kyo’s throat menacingly, a tiny rivulet of crimson running down his neck onto Akito’s hand. The sickly boy looked up hatefully at Yuki, his eyes malicious, but a smile plastered onto his face.

“If you have not enjoyed my gift, perhaps I can share it’s true value with the cat here…” Akito hissed as he brought the blade up and pressed the tip to Kyo’s cheek quickly drawing it across, leaving a tiny red welt in it’s wake. Yuki watched in horror as his memories came flooding back! He was frozen in fear and shock, mouth gaping open as he tried to suppress the memories, the pain, the fear… Akito lifted the knife again.

“He doesn’t seem to protest…Hmm…Maybe I just need a choice bit of flesh,” Akito cooed as he pressed the knife against Kyo’s freshest scar…

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//Blood, pain, fear…No escape!! Akito, why? So sharp, it hurts so much! Have to escape! Where?! No way out!! RUN!!! HELP ME, SOMEONE, ANYONE!! KYO!!

Kyo?! Oh, God! Kyo!!!//

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“Akito-sama!! Please, stop,” Yuki yelled, his voice thick with tears. He was scared, but Kyo…

Akito looked up from his ministrations on the cat and smiled sweetly. “Whatever for? I am enjoying myself so much!”

“Please, stop…”Yuki whimpered, trying to hold back his sobs. “Leave him alone…”

“Why should, I, Yuki? He is so amusing! So vulnerable…so fragile…He’d be so easy to break…to completely destroy. Unless,” Akito chuckled, “unless…you want to be foolishly noble and give yourself to me, but that would require courage. And courage is something you seem to lack-”

“I- I’ll do it…” Yuki stammered, tears falling from his eyes.

“Oh, really,” Akito drawled, somewhat surprised.

“Yes,” Yuki sobbed, the realization of what he was agreeing to shook him to his soul. He was beyond terrified, and he could not hold back the tears. “On one condition…” he hiccoughed.

“You’re in no position to ask for anything, Yuki,” Akito sneered. “But I find your ‘bravery’ quaint.”

“D-Don’t hurt Kyo…Don’t ever touch him again. Leave him be. If any harm comes to him…You’ll let us go,” he said softly, controlling his sobs easier.

“Deal,” Akito chuckled, then unceremoniously rolled the cat out of his lap, leaving him in the middle of the floor, face down. Kyo moaned. The pale one stuck the knife into the belt of his robes, then stood and walked to the grate, pulling a tiny key from his robes. He unlocked it and slid it into its former place. He walked over to the kneeling Yuki and roughly grabbed him by the hair, forcing the rat to look into his smiling face.

“Come, Yuki, there’s so much to be done,” he whispered… he pulled Yuki up by his hair and pushed him forward towards the back door. Yuki tried to turn to look at Kyo, but was roughly pushed forward.

“Don’t worry about that filthy creature…He can live without you…”

Yuki shuddered as he was led towards the back door, wondering how Akito was to torture him from now on…It was bound to be thousands times worse than ever before…But at least Kyo was safe now…

Akito unlocked the door and pushed the rat out into the night, before turning and pulling the door shut. However, he propped it open a tiny crack, smiling evilly.

//Now, let’s see you come to the rat’s rescue, Kyo// The evil one thought…

And the god of the House of Sohma led his new prisoner to his rooms to let the game begin…


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Woot! Not so short, eh? I LIKE darkness and torture and insanity!! ^_^ What’s gonna happen next?! OH NO!! You don’t get to know yet!! *points and laughs* BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

O.O
*dodges flamethrower*

OK! FINE! I’LL UPDATE SOON!!

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Akito, whilst pondering how to take over the world and destroy the happiness of the Sohmas, wandered through the gardens of his estate, since that’s his ponderin’ place. (But secretly, he was lost, not that he’d admit that to anyone…)

Akito: I am STILL master of alllllllllllll!! I LIVE for other people’s pain! I LOVE to torture seemingly innocent family members for the sake of my own amusement! I LOVE PAIN!!! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Randomly, a beam of blinding white light RANDOMLY appears at Akito’s feet and deposit’s a beautiful silver haired young man in red and black armor at his feet. Said young man glares at Akito and then screams: “MOREO!!”

Akito: *blink*blink*blink*UBER DEATH GLARE* HOW DARE YOU DISTURB MY PONDERING OF DESTOYING MY FAMILY, YOU INSOLENT LITTLE PUNK!

Young man continues to glare at Akito until his lovely face contorts to a freakishly insane expression ,complete with twitchy eye. Scary young man then violently jabs his own cheek with his finger, runs finger along nasty scar, and mutters: “Cheek…Cheek…”


Akito: *huff*huff* ANSWER ME! WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?!

Young man laughs manically until he scares himself, curls up into a fetal position and screams : “JAJUKAAAAAAA!!!!!”

Akito: *raises an eyebrow* You’re not quite right in the head, are you?

Young man looks at Akito blankly, then smiles creepily.

Just then Hatori walks past quickly, obviously trying not to draw attention to himself and his new red shirt and tan pants (which Aya made him wear since he said red was SO Haa-san’s color). Akito turns to greet Hatori, but is stopped short by frightening screech from young man of, “VAAAAAN!!” Then scary young man proceeds to jump on the dragon’s back and beat the crap out of him.

Akito: … … … …^_^ I like him!^_^

Whilst Hatori is getting the crap beat out of him, Ayame RANDOMLY shows up in his new blue frock-coat and ascot and greets Akito. (Do we see a trend here, yet?)

Ayame: Well, helllloooo, Akito-sama! How do you like-

Scary young man: ALLENNNNNNNNNNNNN!!! *pounce on Aya*

Hatori: *gurg*

Ayame: OH GOD! MY HAIR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Scary young man: Die die….DIIIIEEEEE!!!!!

Akito: Yeah…I really like him…

The scary young man continued beating the two Mabudachis well into the evening…(Most of his anger goin out on Aya…)Thus, a lovely relationship was built between two obviously psychotic bishies with terrible family problems…The end.
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Sorry…I HAD to do an Escaflowne mini crossover…I just think Dilandau and Akito would be the best of friends!! Sorry to all you non-esca fans! I know, I’m terrible…u_u