Fruits Basket Fan Fiction ❯ Gone Full Circle ❯ Akito's New Playmate ( Chapter 11 )

Gone Full Circle

 

*WARNING*

Ali the Co-Authoress Note: This chapter gets a little dark. We're warning you now. I marked off where the lemon/rape starts and ends for all those who don't like Akito's kind of sadistic sex.

A/N 2: For convenience Akito is a man. He may very well be a woman. But in this fanfiction, which is mine, it is a HE.

 

Chapter 11: Akito's New Playmate

 

Well. The next scenario does not end quite so cleanly.

 

Akito was in a foul. FOUL. Mood. He was still upset that his plan to destroy the cat had failed, even though it had been a few weeks. NOT only that. That stupid. Wretched WHORE Rin was back. Still fawning shamelessly in the background over Shigure AND Hatsuharu. IT MADE HIM SICK! Especially when he'd see the ox going to see Rin, or take care of the bruises he'd given Rin. He discussed it with Kureno and he decided, to vent some of his anger, he would have a little fun with the ox. Maybe even put his troublesome family back into line. For some reason they all seemed the think they could get away from him with Miss Honda. Yes, she was sweet. Even HE liked her. But, that did not excuse their abandonment of him. Maybe if he struck down the one person they thought he wouldn't touch, they'd behave. They all seemed to think Haru would go Black, but Black was bound by the curse just like White was. So with great confidence. Akito called Hatsuharu down to his room for a little surprise fun.

 

Haru hadn't been in this room since Akito had hurt Rin and it DIDN'T make him happy to be there again. Still, he sat quietly in that same kneeling position that everyone else did, staring stiffly at the floor and paid his respects through the honorific titles and all that fun stuff. He didn't even WANT to know what Akito wanted with him, just for the sadistic head to do it and get it done already, then let him leave. Akii looked over his cousin from across the room. He was finding this plan more, more agreeable by the moment. Hatsuharu was rather attractive.

 

"Hello, Hatsuharu." He smiled. No matter whom it was he was going to be hurting he always liked to unnerve them with politeness first. Besides, there was no need to rush. "How have you been faring?"

 

"Well enough." Haru replied vaguely. The best way to deal with Akito was to use phrases that were neither positive nor negative. That way you had less of a chance of saying the wrong thing.

 

“Now that Kazuma's back, will you be returning to your lessons as well? I know Kagura and," his voice dripped down in distain. "The cat are."

 

"Yes." He nodded. That was a fairly safe answer.

 

Akii propped his head up with one hand. "I know the cat and Yuki are both very fond of Miss Honda. But I don't think I've ever asked what you think about her, Hatsuharu."

 

"She--she's a very kind person." He responded softly. Yeah, a very kind person who stole all chances he had to ever be with Yuki OR Kyo.

 

"I think so too." The head nodded. "But, I must admit. I'm rather jealous of her. Stealing all my juunishi away from me. Even Hatori likes her." Haru didn't exactly show a reaction other than a slight twitch in his fingers. That wasn't surprising, about Hatori. Haru remembered what Kana had been like, and it wasn't easy to miss all the similarities between her and Tohru. "I've been rather lonesome with all the children leaving. I think it's time for a new playmate." Akito sighed heavily. "Hatori and Shigure have rather run out of fun uses." The first thing Haru thought was why was Akito telling him this? Then it clicked, and he felt a rather noticeable sinking in his stomach.

 

"P-playmate?" he repeated, trying and failing to keep the mild tremor out of his voice.

 

"Mmhmm." Akii murmured idly. "I thought of taking volunteers." He shrugged. "But then your attachment to that nasty Isuzu caught my eye and made me rather annoyed." He looked over at the ox lazily. "So I figured why not you." More than Haru's fingers twitched at the insult to Rin. Damnit, all, how DARE he?

 

"D-don't--" He started, but then caught himself and quite literally bit his tongue.

 

"Ah, ah, ah." His older cousin scolded softly. "You have no say in this. But it is fun to watch my toys reactions before I play with them."

 

Like a cat batting a mouse to death for the fun of it, then eating it, eh?

 

"And I do hope you intend to behave, because you aren't leaving and no ones going to help you." Haru knew that. He wasn't stupid. He'd heard Yuki's screams, at the beginning, and had noticed how no one would go to help him. There had been more people who'd liked Yuki than there was who cared about him. He knew no one would help; no one would DARE defy Akito.

 

"I know." he muttered, a bitter edge lacing his tone, though he simply looked down at the ground, hating how helpless he felt.

 

Akito got a scary grin on his face. "That's wonderful." He crooned, coming over and brushing Haru's white crest softly. "It really is much worse if you resist, you can ask Yuki about it some time." It really was all Haru could do not to growl. So, he just sat there, perfectly still, trying to control his temper. He knew going Black wouldn't help him get out of this, both halves of his personality were cursed, and it would probably only promote more anger from Akito. Akii, Akii, poisonous little Akii... He made an enthralled little noise in his throat and didn't waste any more time with idle chitchat. He rather liked Hatsuharu as his playmate. If this were as enjoyable as he was predicting, maybe he'd have to have him back sometime.

 

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Akito was brimming with happiness and practically humming as he assaulted his larger cousin. He was almost thankful for the curse right now because he never would have gotten this chance without it. He pushed forward and brutally kissed Haru all the way onto his back, on the floor. The dark little bastard reveled in the metallic taste of blood as he bit less than gently at the ox's lip. The sharp gasp of pain came and he pressed his tongue in, reaching until he tasted throat. But then he was gone just as roughly from the ox's mouth. Haru knew better than to think his was gone though, he could feel the weight on his hips where Akii straddled him. `Oh, That's what he was doing.' The boy noted with a shiver as his shirt was pushed up over his head and he raised his arms mechanically as it was pulled off him. He was willing to lay there and just let this be done to him, but then he felt something cold and… It was sharp! And it was running a long painful line down his chest. He huffed with pain and he felt sickened by the pure glee on Akito's face. Akii watched the blood well up with each line he made and it looked so picturesque against the ox's ivory, pale skin. He used to love doing this to Yuki and he ALWAYS kept a knife in his robes. His sadism was taking over and he pressed his palm flat on the lines, smearing it all over. Staining his hand as well. He leaned over his captive, to his ear and offered up the blood painted fingers.

 

”Here's a taste for you.” He murmured into the left ear before gripping his teeth into the top shell. More gasps came in response to the ache on his ear. Akito roughly pressed the coppery tasting digits in, almost gagging Haru. The twinge on his ear dulled as the teeth released his ear and Akii suckled the blood away lovingly. Then he dripped down into the inner crevices of the ox's ear. His fingers continued to ram in and out of his mouth, nearly choking him every single time. Akito was lucky that Haru was making a conscious effort not to bite him. With a soft sigh in his wet ear the dark man sat back up, rubbing the saliva from his fingers across Haru's stomach. He pinched the heaving flesh between his fingernails and twisted a little, watching as the hardened muscles quivered under the excruciating treatment. Akito actually purred as he went on to make nearly all of Haru's stomach a tender shade of pink. He moved around a bit so one of his thighs was between the younger's legs and he rubbed at Haru's clothed penis, pressurizing it into erecting against the poor boy's will.

 

The look on Hatsuharu's face was delicious and Akito found his Cheshire grin spreading across his face. Suddenly Haru arched his back, carps about the stinging pain ripping from his vocal cords. Akito had chosen a new target and was now biting one of his blood smeared nipples. It wasn't so hard as to cause more bleeding, but it did hurt. And then the burning touch of tongue over the badly treated skin did nothing to ease the pain. The soreness abated for a moment as Akii changed over to the other side, licking up blood as we went. He paused to look up at his playmate for a moment. His lips were brighter from the blood and there was a small spread of it on one of his pastel cheeks. His dark teal eyes shimmered chillingly with blatant hunger. The look was lost under a cover of dark hair as he set his teeth on the other nipple. Giving it the same coarse treatment as the other. The discontented keens coming out of Haru were absolutely gorgeous to Akito's twisted, sadistic little mind. His own hard on pressed against Haru as a reminder that THIS wasn't the worst of it.

 

The head sat up, with a nowhere near sated look, and began to peel off his seemingly endless layers of robes. He wanted to feel that injured skin against him, right now! No, wait, he had a better idea! He let the last layer fall away and he whispered for Haru to sit up. The ox did as he was told, albeit reluctantly. Akito leaned in close by the, still bleeding, ear and whispered another command as he nibbled on the cartilage that wasn't bleeding, yet. But some of his threat carried, that if this weren't done to his satisfaction he would be more than happy to bite it as well. Swallowing with disgust the younger Sohma drew back a little and Akito sat down waiting. Forcing people to suck him off was just so satisfying. Poor, unfortunate Haru had to struggled with himself for a moment before just going for it. Going down between his cousins legs as far as he dared without threat of choking. But Akii wouldn't have that. One hand pressed Haru's head all the way down, completely burying his nose in the others dark tangle of pubic hair. The other hand clawed at Haru's shoulders as his fingers twitched with the pleasure. The ox gagged and cried out with pain and, honestly, fear. He felt a harsh tugging on his hair as Akito guided him up and down his shaft. The man was left with more than a few hairs clinging to his fingers by the time he released in the teenager's mouth. The taste turned his stomach and Haru wanted to spit it out.

 

“Nice people swallow.” Akito crooned down to him. That was a command, even though Haru's brain protested he should spit it out anyways and NOT be a nice person. Grimacing, he forced his tongue to stop blocking the tunnel to his throat and gulped quickly. Akito shoved him roughly onto his back again as he gasped desperately for air. He was soon looming over the ox again and Haru's eyes widened when he felt the cold fingertips so perilously close to his pants. For the first time since he got in here, he did something to resist. His hips rolled away of their own accord and dread. A deep frown creased Akito's face and he punched his white haired cousin's stomach with a strength most wouldn't have expected of the sickly young man. The punches continued for a moment and Haru felt like he couldn't breath. He just lay there trying vehemently to retrieve the air to his lungs. Akii took this moment to easily strip Haru of his last garments and throw them over with the shirt. He looked over his handiwork. There would be some exquisite bruises on that flat stomach later. As one hand wandered over Haru's blood painted and cut up chest, the other gripped the ox's uncontrolled erection and pumped. It didn't feel good. Akii was purposely violent, squeezing too hard and moving his hand too fast. The friction burned and he found himself crying out again. His throat was getting raw and undeniably painful from all of this.

 

And it wasn't even the finale yet! No, no. The dark haired boy continued to tug unpleasantly on Haru's sex as he settled himself between his captive's legs. Spreading them wide, groping and kneading at one of the chalky thighs with his idle hand. He was careful not to mar the skin here, though. The ox had very, very pretty thighs and Akito found himself thinking it would be such a pity to damage them. The Sohma leader's dick pressed dryly against the bunched halo of muscle between the younger's legs. Haru found himself wanting to protest and move, but his throat wouldn't cooperate and his stomach remembered the punishment it had gotten before. Akito threw one pale leg over his shoulder so he would be able to get in deeper, and abruptly began to press in. No more warning. No matter how raw Haru's throat already was he let out a cracking scream, and Akito LAUGHED. As he continued to force and rip his way through the ox's violently protesting muscles, he still laughed through his panting. He went until his desire tightened balls bumped into Haru's backside. Akito leaned over the younger boys chest as he paused to pant for breath. He was panting, but Haru's chest was absolutely heaving for oxygen. The agonizing shoots of heat coming from within him had literally stolen every last ounce of air from his lungs. That didn't matter though; once Akii had his breathing under his control again he started to move. Using his hips alone, as he stayed draped over the other. Pulling almost all the way out, and with a hard jerk of his pelvis coming back in. He bit into Haru's soft skin as he groaned thickly. Bloody crescents appeared all along the ox's shoulders as this went on. Haru could feel his poor tunnel still trying to repel the pulsing, thing invading it and each clench hurt worse than the last. He shouted until he had absolutely no voice left and then his face still contorted with pain. And Akito loved it! As time went on Akito's thrust got faster and became shallower, as he got closer to his second orgasm. He really didn't care if the ox came or not, but he'd been so compliant… Akii took a hand and pumped more gently this time than the first. Haru couldn't even give out a pleasured cry; his throat was so abused. The only sign was the definitive tightening, and the twitch that came with the release of seed. Akito absently milked out the rest as he got a few more thrusts in. Then he came inside the ox's stretched passageway fiercely.

 

Both of them lay heaving for mouthfuls of air. Their clammy bodies stuck together, the blood from Haru's crosshatch mixing with sweat and Haru's own cum on his stomach. It took a while for Akito to recover, but when he did he pulled away. Then went to get a towel he'd laid out earlier and wiped himself off.

 

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When this was all over, poor Hatsuharu was left sore, wide-eyed, naked and trembling on Akito's floor. He was pretty sure he was going to be sick too. Still he was determined not to pass out. He WOULDN'T give Akito the satisfaction of knowing he'd tired him out. Still, he wasn't used to playing bottom, and hadn't particularly enjoyed his first experience with it.

 

So… that was what Yuki had had to deal with for years on end? Haru made a quick mental note not to do that again, before he set about attempting to actually sit up. He didn't dare open his mouth, for fear that more than words might exit it, if he tried.

 

Well, Akito had enjoyed himself muchly, and he felt soooo much better. He'd already crawled into his robes and now tossed the ox's clothes at him. He smiled that crazy, Cheshire cat like smile before simply leaving the room to go off and do something with Kureno, who had been waiting outside the door the entire time. It took Haru a few minutes before he could get up and dress. Walking wasn't much easier. In fact, it was harder. With slow, uneasy steps, he went to the only place he could think to get help. Yep, that's right, Hatori. He didn't have time to get lost, and didn't.

 

 

The dragon had at first thought it might be Shigure at his door, but the way the soft knocks kept coming didn't sound like the dog. So he pushed himself out of his chair and came around from behind his desk to answer the door.

 

"Hatsuharu." He murmured, momentarily surprised to see the boy in such a state. He'd seen Haru after a fight, and that's NOT what this looked like. But Tori got his wits back and hurried to get the boy inside.

 

"T-Tor--" Haru stammered, trying really hard to put together a sentence and explain what had happened, but, well, he was REALLY tired and ill. "Ak--I--he--fuck..." He muttered finally, dropping down quite simply to his knees and emptying the contents of his stomach onto the floor. Ha'ri wasn't fazed by that and simply swooped down and picked Haru up. He needed to get a look at him and clean him up. So he set him propped up on the floor of his bathroom as he made a run for his medical things.

 

"Hatsuharu." He snapped his fingers in front of the boys face when he returned. "Don't pass out on me yet." He commanded. He could see some bloodied spots in the boy's shirt and bruises in several other places. Haru nodded, shaking still, his breathing a little jagged as he struggled to keep his eyes open.

 

"Hatsuharu," Hatori reached out a hand for the shirt. "I need to take this off so I can look." He knew how some people freaked out, so he narrated what he was doing as he took the scissors to the stained garment. Unlike with Yuki, the `Don't Touch Me' mindset didn't set in immediately with Haru. No, that would come after he'd slept and cleared his mind enough to fully recognize what had happened. So, he just sat there, letting Hatori do what he wanted as he continued to do two things, breathe, and stay awake. The doctor frowned as more and more damage was revealed. There was practically a crisscross of bleeding lines covering the ox's chest. They didn't seem to be so deep as to need stitches. But there were so many of them! He let the scissors clatter to the floor next to him as he got out something to clean it with.

 

"This will hurt." He stated as he pressed the cleaner to it. It foamed and stung as it cleaned out the cuts. Haru's breath caught for a moment as it started, but he forced his lungs to start working again a moment later. Ha'ri noted the nasty bruises on Haru's stomach as he wiped away the blood on his chest, and then worked to wrap some bandages around him. When he leaned in to get it around his cousin's back he saw the bleeding bite that was on the upper cartilage of Haru's left ear. When he tied off the bandages to the ox's chest he delicately cleaned that out next. More bites on the pale neck and shoulders. Long scratch lines up his back, and more bites on his lips. Hatori was getting a better and better idea of what had happened and, probably, who had done it.

 

By this point, it really was ALL Haru could do to stay awake. His eyes wouldn't focus, and his muscles WOULD NOT listen to his brain and move, no matter how much he willed them to. His throat really, REALLY hurt too. So, Hatori really hadn't needed to worry about him freaking out over the dragon trying to get his shirt off, because he probably wouldn't have been able to do anything, even if he'd wanted to. No, right now, all he wanted to do was SLEEP. But he couldn't do that. No, he had to wait for Hatori to finish before he could do that.

 

"Hatsuharu." Hatori called to him again. "Please stay awake a little longer. I'm going to take off the clothes and put you into some water." He'd only fill up his bathtub a little ways in order to wash out the kid. Getting off the pants proved his theory correct and he silently cursed Akito, and then set Haru carefully into the warm water. Hopefully... That might help the ox's inevitable soreness too. An odd little whimper tore itself from Haru's throat before he could stop it when Hatori started to take his pants off, but the ox forcefully reminded himself that it was Hatori he was with, not Akito anymore, and he didn't even try to resist being picked up and put into the bathtub. However, staying awake only got harder once he was in there. Ha'ri really needed to actually look to see if Haru was hurt. But he decided that he would do that once he allowed the boy to sleep. Right now he'd just look for outward injuries. The lower half of Hatsuharu's body was in much better shape than the upper half. Well, from first glance. It might be worse upon inspection. As Tori let Haru sit in the warm water for a while he finished cleaning and bandaging his upper body. He also rubbed some jelly over the purplish bruises all over his arms and stomach. Then he pulled his cousin back out, wrapped a robe around him and laid him down in his futon.

 

"Okay, Hatsuharu. You sleep now. I'll talk to you later, all right?"

 

Haru just let out a strangled grateful sigh and finally allowed his eyes to droop shut in slumber. Finally, FINALLY, finally he could rest. The dragon ran an exasperated hand through his hair and went to get some painkillers ready for the kid. He'd probably need them when he woke up. And, he wanted Haru to STAY asleep while he checked for bleeding. He'd never EVER put it past Akito to really truly hurt his cousins. So he had to force himself into doctor mode (100% professional.) as he prodded lightly. There seemed to be a trace of blood. But knowing Akito he'd probably done something sick like used the blood from Haru's chest as lube. No, scratch that, there was a definite tear right there. So, he had to try twice as hard to stay doctorly as he got out a tube of jell and smoothed some in. He'd done about all he could do now and left Haru to sleep fitfully. He decided though, that once Haru woke up he was relocating him to Shigure's.

 

Haru really didn't want to wake up, when his body tried. He. Hurt. Everywhere. And, as he'd thought, sleeping had just made the memories more vivid, rather than decaying them to look like a dream. However, eventually, the body's idea of waking up won over the mind's protests, and he did, indeed, wake. He was still having a little trouble breathing, though he couldn't remember why right off hand. Unless it had something to do with the assault Akito had put out on his chest and throat? If that were the case, talking wouldn't be any picnic either. He'd deal with it, though. That's all there was to it.

 

***

 

Hatori appeared later to check on him and was a bit surprised to see him awake. But he shook his head and came to check the cross hatch Akito had lovingly carved into the other's chest as well as the other various wounds. Minus the internal one, all that Hatori could do for that one was make sure Haru kept the jell on it until it healed. And he would let the ox do it himself the next time it needed to be administered. When he was finished, he offered some water and a few pills to the ox.

 

"Take these, I'm going to run to your room and get you clothes. Then you're going to Shigure's."

 

"O-okay." He forced out with a short nod. He took the pills, and drank the water, and then simply curled up in Hatori's bed, pondering how not good he felt. Shaking his head again, Tori hurried out into the living room to get his shoes. He suddenly thought to actually call Shigure's house. So he dialed the number and held the phone with his shoulder as he put on his shoes.

 

"Hello?" Shigure greeted, having decided that he should procrastinate about work and answer the phone.

 

"Shigure, I'm coming over and I'm bringing Hatsuharu with me." He said absently. "Don't ask me about it right now, I need a room or a bed made for him when I get there. We should be there in half an hour." He started to work on his other shoe. "I'll tell you about it when I get there, sorry to just call and order you around, I suppose, but it's important." Then he hung the phone back up and went to get clothes for his charge.

 

Haru accepted his clothes gratefully when Hatori returned with them. Wiggling a little, he squirmed and got them on right there under the blankets.

 

"Thanks." He got out once that was done.

 

Hatori looked on with sympathy. "All right, I've got your other clothes packed and called Shigure. Do you think you can get up on your own?" He wasn't sure what kind of shape his cousin's muscles would be in after his assault.

 

"I... I can... try." He decided determinedly. And he did make a valiant attempt... or two... or three. However, each one ended the same way... With him falling over, again, and again, and again.

 

"It's all right. Don't hurt yourself." Ha'ri told him, picking him up and taking him out to the car. It was already started and had the ox's clothes in it as well as a bag of medical like things he would need at Shigure's. Tori set Haru out comfortably on the back seat and got into the drivers seat and drove them over to Shigure's.

 

"Damn," Haru cursed once he was seated again. This was SO very, very irritating. Hatori had to silently agree with that. Only his curse was directed at a certain sadistic Sohma head. But they got to the mutt's house without incident and the first thing Hatori did was pick Hatsuharu back up and have him knock on the door. They'd get him set up in a bed or something and then he'd get the things out of the car and explain to Shigure. Much to Haru's chagrin, it wasn't Shigure who opened the door, it wasn't even Tohru. No! It was... Kyo! Haru really hadn't needed that. The red head's eyes widened. He could see Haru's bitten lips and ear and even though the ox had clothes on, a few more bruises and bite marks peaked out, really bright against Haru's pale skin.

 

"Ah" He backed up, pulling the door open as he went.

 

"Where did Shigure decide he would be?" Hatori inquired dryly.

 

"My room." The cat answered, and the dragon just continued past and set the ox up there.

 

***

 

Yuki was locked up in his room, and didn't notice Hatori and Haru's arrival. Nor had anyone told him Haru would be coming. So, it was just a good thing Shigure hadn't decided to put Haru there, eh? The dog himself was in his office; he'd finished procrastinating and was actually working now. Haru almost started crying when he heard that he'd be in Kyo's room. He could just hear the cat mocking him for letting this happen. Kyo was still standing at the front door, and Hatori handed him the bags of medicine and clothes.

 

"Take those up to him. I need to go talk to Shigure." The dragon commanded and Kyo slowly went to obey.

 

"Hey," He greeted, setting the stuff on his desk. "What happened to you?" The red head wondered aloud.

 

"A..." He frowned and cleared his throat a little. "Akito." Kyo blinked at him in disbelief, and his eyes flashed something unrecognizable. But not one word of mockery came from his mouth.

 

Instead he changed the subject uncomfortably. "You can have my room until you're better. I was just planning on just sleeping on the couch anyways."

 

“You... don't have to go." He protested a little. "I'm not going to eat you." The cat shook his head quickly before actually leaving the room. When he went downstairs he passed Shigure's study, and he could hear Hatori explaining the details to the dog. That served to shake him up further and he hurried away from the door to get on the roof. He didn't want to hear about it, and he didn't want to see the evidence on Haru. That left poor Haru in quite a fix, alone and unable to shout for help or walk. This entire ordeal really was irritating him.

 

***

 

Shigure, however, was more interested in finding out the severity of Haru's injuries, so that he'd know what to expect the boy to be able to do or not.

 

"From what I can see, his biggest handicap is not being able to walk." Hatori sighed. "The rest are just painful, bites, the grid Akito pretty much made on his chest, and the one on his ear. Those big bruises on his stomach will probably make it hard for him to move too. " He listed of, trying to remember each one of the many blemishes Akito had so thoughtfully put on their cousin.

 

"Why can't he walk?" Shigure wanted to know, indirectly requesting the information of how long it would last.

 

"I may be wrong, and I don't think I am. But evidence suggests he was raped, and my guess is Akito." The dragon stated sourly.

 

Well, that answered one question. "Muscle trauma." Shigure stated, running his theory by Hatori for confirmation. He'd seen Yuki enough times to know what happened when Akito raped you.

 

"Yes. His stomach is bruised badly too. Once his muscle are okay, that might still hurt too much for him to want to move." Ha'ri confirmed with a nod.

 

"How are we supposed to explain this to his school?" He wanted to know. It's not like they could just walk up to Haru's homeroom teacher and say 'Oh, hey, Haru won't be in for a while. Why? Oh, he was just savagely raped by his older cousin!' He mentioned that too, just incase he hadn't thought about that.

 

"We won't explain it. We'll just say we've decided to home school him." The doctor answered. "Then when he goes back, we'll just say the home schooling wasn't working out."

 

"Works for me." Shigure agreed, with a shrug. "Anything else wrong with him?"

 

"Some internal rips and bleeding…"

 

"Ouch." Shigure blinked several times. "Well, worry not, Haa-san. Haa-kun's in good hands." He assured him with a big grin.

 

"Yes, I'm sure." The dragon shook his head. There is no faith in Shigure. "Everything you'll need is in the bag I sent upstairs with Kyo." He sighed.

 

"Kyo-kun?" Shigure repeated. "You left Kyo-kun and Haa-kun alone in the same room? I haven't heard any yelling."

 

"Shigure, Kyo isn't a complete ass. He's not going to get in an argument with Hatsuharu about anything right now." Hatori rolled his eyes.

 

"Only a partial ass?" He raised an eyebrow.

 

It was then Tohru chose to stick her head into the study. "Oh! Hatori-san!" She blinked. "Excuse me for interrupting." She apologized sheepishly, and both men assured her it was quite all right.

 

"Honda-kun, would you do me a favor?" Hatori spoke up. "Hatsuharu's gotten himself injured and I think you're the best in this house to take care of him." The girl agreed and they went off so Ha'ri could show her how to take care of the other boy. Haru had to admit, he was grateful that Hatori had picked Tohru. Considering, Kyo had run out of the room, and he wasn't sure how Yuki would react. Tohru paid close attention as Hatori explained, and then smiled and said she would do her best before puttering off to make some food. This is the time Hatori took to toss a tube of stuff over to Haru.

 

"I think, the instructions are pretty self-explanatory, Hatsuharu." He murmured simply to the ox.

 

Haru blushed darkly and nodded. "Tori-nii..." He was careful to keep his tone low to not further irritate his throat. "How'd you get it in there before?" He asked suspiciously.

 

"Let's not discuss that." His doctor answered dryly.

 

"Wow," He kept that same look on his face, but let it drop all the same.

 

"I'm pretty sure I know, but let's confirm my theory." Ha'ri sighed, changing the subject. "It was Akito right?" Haru's expression darkened considerably, and he simply refused to respond to that. He didn't want to think about it, thanks. "That's what I thought." Hatori murmured. "Well, you're staying here with Shigure until I say other wise, and we're going to get you signed up for correspondence classes so you won't miss school." Haru nodded, not in the mood to argue. At least it was out of the main house and away from Akito, right?

 

***

 

Later that night at dinner, Shigure sweetly declined the girls food saying he had procrastinated long enough and really wasn't hungry. So that left Yuki and Kyo.

 

"Could one of you please take this up to Haru-kun?" She nodded over to a plate as she stirred something else on the stove. Kyo eyed Yuki to see if the rat would do it or not.

 

Yuki, however, just blinked." Haru's here?" He wanted to confirm, feeling more than justified to be confused. NO ONE had told him!

 

"Oh! Yes, I'm sorry, Yuki-kun!" The onigiri apologized profusely. Where as Kyo just got up, feeling annoyed and got the plate to take up to the stupid ox. "I had thought Shigure-san would tell you. He's up in Kyo-kun's room." Yuki blinked again, and turned quickly to go follow Kyo and check up on his cousin. He didn't know what might be waiting for him, though. When he arrived outside the door, he just heard a soft, strained version of Haru's voice thanking Kyo in an albeit confused tone. Haru really hadn't expected Kyo to be bringing him food. When the red head handed over the food, his eyes locked on that idiotic stuffed cat. Which, he had failed to move from his futon. Haru hadn't noticed it yet, and he didn't want to bring attention to it by moving it. So, he just waved off the ox's thanks and went over to his dresser to get something he could sleep in later that night. Yuki knocked softly on the door, and Haru's gaze immediately snapped over to it.

 

"Haru," The rat started once he got into the room, but as soon as his eyes landed on his younger cousin he instantly knew what had happened. "Oh." Was all he could say. He was sorry it had happened, but he found it rather hard to be too sympathetic either. The cat glared over at the gray haired rat, and was about to snap for him to fuck off. But then he remembered he'd temporarily given this room over to Haru, and Haru liked Yuki. So, he managed to keep his mouth shut as he finished what he was doing. Haru offered Yuki an odd look in response to his reaction. "It'll stop hurting so much in about two days." Yuki promised him, leaning against the wall. Maybe Haru had underestimated him? He didn't seem to be having any trouble.

 

Kyo's eyes narrowed further and he stalked for the door, so he could leave. "Man, Yuki. You are an ass." He muttered quietly as he pushed past.

 

"I was trying to make him feel better, you stupid cat." Yuki stated coolly. "All I was saying was that he'd get used to it."

 

"Tch, that's great." The red head spit. "One would think you'd be the sympathetic one. But no. You're pretty much saying. Hey Haru! I don't care that it's your turn to be Akito's fucking sex toy cause I know you'll get used to it." His tone was low; he didn't want Tohru to hear. "Real nice." Then he finished his trek down the hall and stairs.

 

"That wasn't what I was saying--" Yuki started to explain to the ox, but Haru just shrugged. He didn't really care either way. He'd known that Yuki would act oddly anyway.

 

***

 

Dinner was spent in a very brooding silence. Kyo wouldn't say anything, and Tohru gave up trying to get him to. After dinner, the onigiri did the dishes, then checked on Haru, where as her other male friends all got ready for sleeping.

 

"Is everything okay, Haru-kun?" She asked sweetly. "I can get more blankets or something if you'd like? Oh, and shall I ask Momiji-kun to get your schoolwork tomorrow?"

 

"Thanks, Honda-san," Haru nodded gratefully to her. He was looking forward to when he could actually access all of his bodily functions again. Yes, that would be very helpful. She sweat dropped a little as she said good night and turned to leave. She wished Kyo-kun would sleep up here in case Haru-kun needed something. But he had been impervious to her pleading, and stated he was sleeping on the couch. Oh well, her room was right next door. Hopefully, if Haru needed anything she would hear him, even though his voice was hurt right now. He nodded farewell to her and lay down. That was when he noticed the stuffed cat. It was still in existence! With a shrug, he snatched it up, and hugged it closer, falling asleep before too long.

 

***

 

The next morning Kyo woke up and realized a little flaw in his plan. He'd failed to get his uniform from his room. Bah... Well, he'd just be quiet. When he got up the stairs he saw the door was already open.

 

Tohru had felt bad about going in so early, but she had needed to check Haru before she went to school. She was just lucky he was already up from force of habit. This was where another flaw, in another plan made itself known. She was trying desperately to work with the bandages WITHOUT hugging Haru. It really wasn't working well and she was becoming a little flustered. She really did almost fall on him, but Kyo grabbed the back of her shirt and pulled to keep her upright.

 

"I'll do it." He muttered, shooing her out to go make breakfast and get herself ready. Haru tensed and shrunk away from Kyo a little. No, He didn't want anyone to touch him. That was why he'd been so pleased that Hatori had chosen Tohru to take care of him--because she COULDN'T. But, Kyo was just as careful as Tohru had been trying to be about touching. His arm only brushing a little as he wound it around the ox. The poor cat was rather shaken up by the whole thing. He didn't like it, and he was going to stay with Kazuma for as long as possible tonight. Yuki could help Tohru later.

 

"What else do I gotta do?" He asked idly. He knew that couldn't be it. There were plenty of other injuries on his cousin. Haru's gaze was icy as it locked onto Kyo's. There was no fucking way in hell that Kyo was touching him there.

 

"I can do the last part myself." He assured him in a tone matching his look.

 

"All right." The cat shrugged, going to get his uniform out of his closet and leaving. He didn't really want to help, but he also didn't want a cow in his room. Which is what he would have had if he'd left Tohru to do it. Anyways, he went and changed in the bathroom, then just left his clothes folded neatly on the counter. He'd just wear them again so he could avoid going in his room again.

 

Haru couldn't seem to erase the look of hurt off his face as Kyo left. He had expected such behavior out of Yuki, but not Kyo. Still, he shrugged it off as he preformed the instructions Hatori had given him.

 

***

 

Friday. It was the one day that Kazuma had arranged for Kagura and Kyo's classes to be separate. See. The man really did love him. Anyways. Kyo didn't really bother to say goodbye to Tohru and Yuki who had Haru's homework, he just kind of hurried off to see his Shishou. His class would be a perfect way to distract himself from the nagging worries in his brain that Hatsuharu's misadventure had inspired.

 

However, just wasn't meant to be. "Kyo," Kazuma addressed him, once the lesson was over. "Hatsuharu didn't come to his lesson yesterday, have you seen him?"

 

"Uhm," The cat's momentary happiness came crashing back down unceremoniously into the dirt. You could see it on his face too. "Yeah. He's back at the house."

 

"Oh?" Kazuma raised his eyebrows, as they walked toward his house. "He's staying with you?"

 

"Yeah." Kyo confirmed. "Hatori brought him yesterday."

 

"Hatori did?"

 

"Mmhmm," The red head really wasn't up for offering much more than that. And he wondered if he'd answer if Kazuma asked.

 

"You'll take good care of him, right?" Kazuma requested. "Whatever's wrong with him, of course. He's your younger cousin. He looks up to you--depends on you."

 

"I--I'd rather not." The cat replied honestly. "Besides, I think Tohru and Yuki can take care of it."

 

"There are some things Yuki just can't handle." He felt he should point out, though he did so in a quiet tone. "If he can, he will, but if he can't. There are some wounds he has that even Tohru-san can't heal for him."

 

Kyo opted be quiet for a little while until they reached the house. "I don't even want to go back to Shigure's. Let alone take care of Haru." He murmured once they were inside.

 

"Answer me this, is he hurt or sick?"

 

"Hurt." He ran a hand nervously through his red hair.

 

"Serious or superficial?"

 

"Hatori said he couldn't walk right now. I think that counts as serious."

 

"Did he hurt himself, or did someone else do it?"

 

What was this, twenty-one questions? "Someone else did it."

 

"Then humor me." The man requested gently, opening the door to let them in. "Help him. My guess is that he needs someone right now." The cat shook his head slowly. If Tohru had asked, it would have been a struggle to refuse. But he could have done it. With Kazuma asking him, though, it was something else.

 

"All right." He agreed slowly. He still wasn't in any rush to go home though.

 

"All right, then." He smiled. "You're staying for dinner, I'm assuming?" He was looking forward to more cooking.

 

"Yeah." His charge brightened up a little. He liked cooking for his Shishou. It almost gave him that new bride feeling. He didn't like feeling like a girl, but he did like feeling he was something special (special-er than a son) to Kazuma. He'd even gotten Tohru to show him a new recipe, which he was now going to try.

 

***

 

Haru was SO bored. He was in the middle of the second book he'd been able to reach by the time Kyo got home. Well, it wasn't like he had much else to do, after all. It was read, or sleep. He'd done his homework too, but Yuki hadn't been much company, the rat had left the room again as soon as he'd dropped off the work--claiming he couldn't concentrate with anyone else around.

 

Haru wasn't sure he bought it.

 

Kyo was in much better spirits after spending some time with his beloved. It was great to have Kazuma back.

 

Since he was feeling better he figured he could force some cheer into himself and at least go keep the ox company for a while. Tohru would be busy with chores, Yuki was an ass, and he would never condemn anyone to Shigure. So he climbed the stairs idly, stopping by the bathroom to change his clothes before heading to his room.

 

"Hey," he greeted in his usual manner.

 

Haru blinked, a little admittedly surprised. "Hi?" He greeted. His throat and voice hadn't improved much over night, and he was trying to keep his words and phrases monosyllabic in an attempt to neither stutter nor have his voice give out.

 

"Shishou was kinda worried about you." The cat offered. Now that he was in here, he had nothing to say. He never was one for idle conversation, and Haru's voice was still fucked up. Haru grimaced. Yeah, he was supposed to have gone there the day before, wasn't he? "He knows you're here now though, and that you probably can't come for a while." Kyo assured him.

 

Haru gave him a small grateful smile. "Thanks."

 

"Nah, he asked where you were, that's all." He waved it off, like he did with most words of thanks. Haru shook his head in amusement, but then changed the subject to something he'd been wondering all afternoon:

 

"Kyo, why do you have so much porn in your room?" He wanted to know, having sifted through the nearest shelf earlier.

 

The cat made a disgusted noise. "This used to be Shigure's study. All his books wouldn't fit down in his room and he decided to leave those ones up here." He looked disgusted now. "Like I'd fucking read them." Well, he'd read a few. But like Hatori, he found most of them sickening, and had been forced into it by Shigure. Haru started to snort, but it hurt, so he stopped. Kyo yawned a little bit before glancing at his clock. It was already late, he'd stayed a bit longer than he should have at Kazuma's. If it were up to him, he wouldn't have left. But Shishou had said 'Go take care of Hatsuharu.' Yada, Yada. But here he was faced with a small dilemma.

 

Shigure's couch? It sucked. He knew that from when he used to sleep on it, before Tohru came and before he lived here permanently. But that would only be for one night at a time and Kyo really didn't think he could take more than that on the thing. Tcch, he'd just have to suck down a little pride and lay out another futon on his floor, that's all. And well, that's what he did. "Did Tohru or Yuki take a look at you yet?" He asked idly as he did this, to keep Haru from making any of the comments he was expecting. Since he'd quite thoroughly refused to be up here the night before.

 

"What do you mean?"

 

"Bandages." They were plenty bloody when he'd dealt with them this morning, he didn't know how bad it would be later in the day. "I should probably just go ask Tohru what Hatori said." he muttered to himself.

 

"Honda-san can't." he admitted, though he still didn't like it. "And I haven't seen Yuki since this afternoon."

 

"Gah, Yuki's an ass." The cat grumbled, finishing what he was doing and turning. "I can do it, if you don't mind that is." He raised an eyebrow, since he had quite thoroughly noted how his cousin had cringed that morning.

 

"I can't do it on my own." Haru shrugged, rather simply. "And… Don't be too hard on Yuki, okay?" He requested, clearing his throat a little, though that only hurt. "He had to put up with it constantly for years--it's understandable that he wouldn't think one time's a big deal."

 

"Tccch." The red head snorted. He hated Yuki no matter what. It wasn't just lack of sympathy, it was now his lack of being helpful that was ticking Kyo off. The kitten shook his head and came over to work on the bandages. His eye caught the orange of that ridiculous stuffed cat as he did, but he still couldn't bring himself to just move it. Then Haru would have to comment about how cute it was that Kyo liked it. Haru was a little busy trying not to be a complete wuss and jerk away from Kyo, again, at the moment. And, indeed, he was managing, but it wasn't hard to feel the tensed muscles still. The kitty's eyes narrowed as the cuts slowly appeared from behind the stained bandages. It stirred up some of the little worries again and he found himself hurrying along. Akito had hurt Haru. Everyone had really thought, out of everyone, Haru was safe. Now, even though he'd really done nothing wrong, Kyo felt like Akito might show up for him any minute and he wouldn't able to do anything. He tied on that new bandage quickly, got rid of the old. Then crawled down onto his futon. Suddenly he wished he'd stayed down on the couch, for some reason. Haru pulled his shirt back on as quickly as he could, while Kyo was gone, and was lying down again by the time the cat came back. Stupid Akito. Haru just KNEW that was going to scar.

 

Pretty kitty didn't much feel like changing so he fell asleep all clothed, right like that. It was late, he was tired, and he had school. What better reasons to sleep, eh? Haru couldn't help it... it took him a while to fall asleep, but he did... eventually...