Fruits Basket Fan Fiction ❯ I LOVE YOU ❯ Stand Inside Your Love ( Chapter 9 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: Yuki_The_Rat 
Anime/Manga: Fruits Basket Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance | Type: Songfic | Uploaded On: 03.05.2004 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.1K | Visits: 737 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Fruits Basket Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance | Type: Songfic | Uploaded On: 03.05.2004 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.1K | Visits: 737 | Status: Completed
Disclaimer: I do not own Fruits Basket or its characters. It belongs to Takaya Natsuki. Nor do I own the lyrics to "Stand Inside Your Love" they are property of The Smashing Pumpkins
Hello: This chapter took so long in coming, because I was sick, and then busy, and then because this chapter fought with me. I was lucky to have such a wonderful editor in Smiling Onigiri who helped me work this chapter through, and gave me some pretty excellent ideas, as well. I have to say that I didn't make it easy on her. I realize now that I am not an easy person to edit for. Thank you dear friend, for putting up with me.
Also, thanks to awintersrose49, for the Hershey's chocolate and also for putting up with my nonsense. Are you sure you still want to be my editor on "Nectar"? If so I will count my blessings, and get you the next chapter eventually.
And thanks to all of you my beautiful readers. Please keep the reviews coming. They help me to know when something is working or not, and it's simply nice to know that you are out there and that you care.
I LOVE YOU
Chapter Nine: Stand Inside Your Love
*
You and me
Meant to be
Immutable
Impossible
It's destiny
Pure lunacy
Incalculable
Insufferable
But for the last time
You're everything that I want and ask for
You're all that I'd dreamed
Who wouldn't be the one you love
Who wouldn't stand inside your love
*
I awoke to the sound of the sea crashing hungrily against the beach house. Opening my eyes, I peered towards the clock and allowed myself a small, contented sigh. It was 5 A.M... I actually slept through the entire night. Breathing deeply, I couldn't help but smile. The room smelled of fresh oil paint, raindrops, and us. It reeked of our passion. Reaching out my hand, I ran my fingers lightly over the tiny rat that was resting at the center of my stomach. My lover's pelt was soft and warm and fluffy. Whenever he transformed he was so precious, so adorable.
Peering down at my tummy, I felt overwhelmed by my emotions. He looked so helpless. I felt the familiar protective instincts taking over and carefully lifted him from my stomach to place him on an empty pillow and cover him carefully with the corner of the blanket.
*
After Yuki and I had finished in the bath, we'd headed into the kitchen. I had planned on cooking, and Yuki was to set the table, but instead we got distracted. Our dinner consisted of what we were able fed each other while standing in front of the open refrigerator.
"Can I have some of that?" Yuki asked sweetly as I placed the last Hershey's Kiss in my mouth.
"Aah? I'm sorry, that was the last one." I mumbled through my mouthful of chocolate. I felt embarrassed for not offering to share, but I tended to be greedy when it came to chocolate, and Yuki knew it.
"That's okay, I'll get it myself," he told me. Covering my mouth with his lips, his tongue searched for the last piece of chocolate and retrieved it before I had a chance to swallow.
"Mine." He said, pulling away and grinning at me.
"I wanted that," I pouted.
"Then take it back," he dared me. In one swift move he grabbed me by the waist and lifted me up to sit upon the kitchen counter. My robe was yanked down off my shoulders and his lips were suddenly everywhere. All thoughts of food and chocolate were suddenly replaced by a much stronger, much deeper craving. We proceeded to use first the kitchen counter, then the table, and finally the floor in a number of ways that I had never before conceived possible.
*
When we were both completely exhausted, we kissed our way into the bedroom and collapsed upon the bed.
"I want to hold you." He told me, and I looked at him, not knowing what to say.
"Lay down," he requested. I did, and he tenderly pushed my legs apart.
"You want more?" I asked, astonished. As much as I loved the feel of him inside me, I was exhausted.
"No, no," he said, and held his hand over his mouth to stifle his laughter. "I mean... I do, but not now." Then he added with a mischievous look "Can we wait 'til morning?" I blushed and nodded. He then crawled between my legs, placed a hand on each of my hips, and laid his head carefully upon my stomach.
"But what if you transform?" I wondered, worried I might accidentally squash him in my sleep.
"I won't," he promised. I have to admit that I liked it, sleeping that way. It was something I knew I could get used to. It felt very right, very comforting. Perfect. However, as I had feared, Yuki wrapped his arms around me during slumber and transformed. It was the *pop* that awakened me.
*
Outside the bedroom window, the stormy evening sky had quietly faded into a dreary, gray dawn. The ocean had swelled, overflowing onto the patio and pressing its way inside. The water even leaked into the house, shallow puddles covered the stone floor near the sliding glass door. We hadn't even noticed, for we were too immersed in each other to care.
The realization caused my face to grow warm as I recalled our activities from the night before. I had never imagined that I could be that way. Never imagined I could need the things I needed, want the things I had wanted. Wasn't making love supposed to be a delicate, graceful thing? I had always thought it would be like a dance, soft and quiet and comfortable. It hadn't been that way with Yuki, not at all. Not the first time, not the second, and most certainly not the last. The last time, in fact, had felt more like a battle than a dance. At one point I had bitten into Yuki's shoulder so deep that I could almost taste his blood, Yuki in turn had raked his nails painfully across my back. It had hurt so much, it was so wrong, but I had liked it. I liked it so much that it frightened me. Was it meant to be that way between us? So rough? So heated? So painful? Was it my fault? Did I bring out this side of Yuki? Did I make him act this way? Was I bad influence?
"No!" I said too loud and quickly shut my mouth, hoping my outburst wouldn't wake him up. But, of course, it did. Yuki's tiny eyes popped open, and he looked up at me and smiled lovingly.
"Hello!" He said happily, "Did I transform again?" In answer to his question the room filled with a soft puff of silver smoke and with a subtle *pop* he transformed back. "Sorry about that," he apologized. "Did I wake you?"
"Yes. I mean no. Well, you did, but it's okay. I don't mind." I muttered foolishly. Why was it that even now, after everything we had done together, he could still make me feel so completely flustered?
"I love you." He said in a gentle sigh. Leaning carefully over me, and holding me locked to his eyes, he ran his lips across mine. He kissed me delicately, and then pulled back to stare down at me.
"And I you, Yuki, I love you so much." I answered, and my heart ached because I felt so fully in love with him. So much it actually hurt.
He looked at me for a moment, smiling so affectionately, and then brought his lips back to mine. This kiss was much more passionate then the first and it led to other more passionate things. I thought about stopping him before we got lost, before our perversions got out of hand. I felt certain we needed to talk about last night. I was worrying about such foolish things. I wondered if Yuki thought me improper, that perhaps he no longer respected me. I remembered that right after Kyo had started sleeping with Kagura I had overheard him talking with Shigure about the difference between having sex and making love. Kyo had told Shigure that he wasn't in love with Kagura, it was only sex. Later that night, as I lay in my room trying to sleep, I could hear Kyo and Kagura through the walls. It had been obvious they were having sex, and towards the end I distinctly heard Kyo yell out "I love you! My god, I love you!" If Kyo could lie to Kagura, if Kyo could use someone like that, then couldn't Yuki do the same?
Yuki's lips crawled down my neckline to my chest. He kissed along my breast, stopping for just a moment before continuing downward to brush along my stomach.
"I adore you." He whispered, and his kisses moved lower, across my navel, and then down between my legs.
I moaned as his tongue flicked out to taste me.
"Yuki." I whispered as all logic vanished and was replaced with desire. There would be plenty of time for talk later on, perhaps at breakfast, or maybe at lunch. Giving in to the feel of Yuki's mesmerizing lips, I let myself go. He drank of me greedily, and then worked his way back up to my mouth. Positioning himself carefully, to avoid transformation, he entered me smoothly.
This time he was miraculous; it was exactly as I felt it should be. Yuki kissed me softly the entire time. He made love to me slowly, patiently, devotedly. It was tender and dreamy and perfect. It felt like true love. It felt like I was his home.
*
Protected and the lover of
A pure soul and beautiful you
Don't understand
Don't feel me now
I will breathe
For the both of us
Travel the world
Traverse the skies
Your home is here
Within my heart
And for the first time
I feel as though I am reborn
*
Later on, I left him sleeping and got out of bed. 'I'll shower and start breakfast.' I decided. I was completely famished, and I knew that Yuki would be starving when he finally woke up. But first I pulled on my robe, and headed across the room to admire Yuki's painting.
"I could never be that beautiful," I whispered, feeling the breath catch in my chest and the tears teasing my eyes as I looked upon Yuki's interpretation of me. 'Could it be that Yuki actually saw me this way? Was this how I looked when somebody loved me?' Wiping my eyes with the sleeve of my robe, I moved back to the bed. Leaning over, I placed a tiny kiss of gratitude upon Yuki's sleeping lips. Then I headed for the shower.
*
In my mind
Recast as child and mystic sage
Who wouldn't be the one you love
Who wouldn't stand inside your love
And for the first time
I'm telling you how much I need and bleed for
Your every move and waking sound
*
I was surprised to find the bathroom such a mess, had we really gotten that ... destructive? I took a few minutes to straighten up before turning on the water and slipping out of my robe.
*
The kitchen turned out to be an even worse disaster than the bathroom. I found myself giggling as I bent down to right a toppled chair and then to retrieve the phone receiver, which Yuki had purposely knocked off the hook. Last night, the phone had chosen to ring at precisely the most crucial moment for us.
"Shouldn't we answer it?" I wondered. "Shigure will worry."
"Let him worry." Yuki had decided, picking up the receiver and disposing of it on the floor.
The moment I sat the phone back in its cradle it sang out piercingly, causing me to jump back and to strike my head on an open cupboard door.
"Ouch." I said, laughing at my own stupidity. Rubbing my head, I grabbed the phone up and placed it to my ear. "Good morning, Shigure," I said happily.
"Did you have fun last night, Tohru Honda?" 'His' voice hit me like a wave of ice. The kitchen floor swirled out from under me, and I dropped down painfully to my knees.
"Akito," I whispered in terror. With quivering fingers I clutched the phone to my ear. "Akito, I...."
"Be quiet you ugly, filthy girl! I have nothing to say to you, you're repulsive! Your very existence sickens me. Where is Yuki? Put him on the phone."
"Akito, Yuki is sleeping, he..." I murmured, and it sounded like a lie even though it was the truth.
"IF HE'S ASLEEP, THEN WAKE HIM, YOU DIRTY TRAMP! I WANT TO TALK TO HIM RIGHT NOW, SO GET HIM." He shrieked loudly, sending a wave of pain through my skull.
"No." I whimpered through my tears and felt ashamed to find myself so weak, so unable to defend myself, to defend Yuki.
"BRING MY YUKI TO THE PHONE! DO IT NOW, YOU LITTLE BITCH! DO IT NOW, RIGHT NOW, OR I PROMISE YOU WILL DIE!"
I closed my eyes and searched for what to say, but the words I needed wouldn't come. What I was looking for was unattainable, I wanted to be rescued, but that simply wouldn't happen. I realized that I had to be strong. No one was going to rescue me, but maybe, just maybe, I could rescue Yuki.
"No, Akito. I won't. I won't put Yuki on the phone. I refuse to let you hurt him anymore. I refuse."
Hearing quiet footsteps in the other room, I pulled myself up and held the phone tightly to my ear. Feeling something cold and wet strike me on the shoulder, I looked up and noticed the ceiling was leaking. The tiny beach house, which had seemed so safe and warm just last night, had suddenly become as cold and cruel as a tomb.
"You won't? What a very stupid girl you are. Did I not tell you what would happen to Yuki if you betrayed me?" Akito asked callously, his voice eerily calm.
I shivered and tried not to scream. I knew what it meant when Akito's voice grew hushed. I knew him so well now, for I had spent the last six months getting to know him. When Akito grew quiet, when he stopped being angry long enough to compose himself, it was a warning. I was presently standing in the eye of Akito Sohma's storm. I understood that whatever I said next was the only thing that would matter. My next words could either condemn Yuki, or they could save him. I pictured the face of my mother, begged her silently to help me, and I said it. I told Akito exactly what he wanted to hear.
"Yes, Akito, you did. You did warn me, and you are right. I was very stupid to attempt to go against you, but it was my sin, Akito. It was me, not Yuki. Yuki hadn't even wanted to come here, he wanted to spend time with you instead, but I made him. I begged him to come. If you want to punish someone, Akito, you can punish me."
"What's this?" He asked inquisitively. "What exactly do you mean?"
"I am the one at fault. I am the one that went against you, Akito. I am yours to discipline, whatever you ask of me I will do, but only if you give me your word that Yuki will be safe."
A shadow fell across the cold, damp floor and I looked up to see a tall, handsome man standing in the doorway. His hair was wet from the rain, and although I had only met him once, I knew immediately who he was and why he was here.
The phone grew silent, only a shallow rasp of breath giving away a presence on the other side. I waited, staring into the blank eyes of Akito's loyal servant. I waited to be swallowed by the storm.
*
In my time
I'll wrap my wire around your heart and your mind
You're mine forever now
Who wouldn't be the one you love and live for
Who wouldn't stand inside your love and die for
Who wouldn't be the one you love
*
Chapter done.
I hope you liked this, be sure to let me know. I might be a little slow in getting the next few chapters out, because work is trying my time and energy, but I will do my best to not make you wait too long to see what happens.
Thank you for reading.
YTR
Hello: This chapter took so long in coming, because I was sick, and then busy, and then because this chapter fought with me. I was lucky to have such a wonderful editor in Smiling Onigiri who helped me work this chapter through, and gave me some pretty excellent ideas, as well. I have to say that I didn't make it easy on her. I realize now that I am not an easy person to edit for. Thank you dear friend, for putting up with me.
Also, thanks to awintersrose49, for the Hershey's chocolate and also for putting up with my nonsense. Are you sure you still want to be my editor on "Nectar"? If so I will count my blessings, and get you the next chapter eventually.
And thanks to all of you my beautiful readers. Please keep the reviews coming. They help me to know when something is working or not, and it's simply nice to know that you are out there and that you care.
I LOVE YOU
Chapter Nine: Stand Inside Your Love
*
You and me
Meant to be
Immutable
Impossible
It's destiny
Pure lunacy
Incalculable
Insufferable
But for the last time
You're everything that I want and ask for
You're all that I'd dreamed
Who wouldn't be the one you love
Who wouldn't stand inside your love
*
I awoke to the sound of the sea crashing hungrily against the beach house. Opening my eyes, I peered towards the clock and allowed myself a small, contented sigh. It was 5 A.M... I actually slept through the entire night. Breathing deeply, I couldn't help but smile. The room smelled of fresh oil paint, raindrops, and us. It reeked of our passion. Reaching out my hand, I ran my fingers lightly over the tiny rat that was resting at the center of my stomach. My lover's pelt was soft and warm and fluffy. Whenever he transformed he was so precious, so adorable.
Peering down at my tummy, I felt overwhelmed by my emotions. He looked so helpless. I felt the familiar protective instincts taking over and carefully lifted him from my stomach to place him on an empty pillow and cover him carefully with the corner of the blanket.
*
After Yuki and I had finished in the bath, we'd headed into the kitchen. I had planned on cooking, and Yuki was to set the table, but instead we got distracted. Our dinner consisted of what we were able fed each other while standing in front of the open refrigerator.
"Can I have some of that?" Yuki asked sweetly as I placed the last Hershey's Kiss in my mouth.
"Aah? I'm sorry, that was the last one." I mumbled through my mouthful of chocolate. I felt embarrassed for not offering to share, but I tended to be greedy when it came to chocolate, and Yuki knew it.
"That's okay, I'll get it myself," he told me. Covering my mouth with his lips, his tongue searched for the last piece of chocolate and retrieved it before I had a chance to swallow.
"Mine." He said, pulling away and grinning at me.
"I wanted that," I pouted.
"Then take it back," he dared me. In one swift move he grabbed me by the waist and lifted me up to sit upon the kitchen counter. My robe was yanked down off my shoulders and his lips were suddenly everywhere. All thoughts of food and chocolate were suddenly replaced by a much stronger, much deeper craving. We proceeded to use first the kitchen counter, then the table, and finally the floor in a number of ways that I had never before conceived possible.
*
When we were both completely exhausted, we kissed our way into the bedroom and collapsed upon the bed.
"I want to hold you." He told me, and I looked at him, not knowing what to say.
"Lay down," he requested. I did, and he tenderly pushed my legs apart.
"You want more?" I asked, astonished. As much as I loved the feel of him inside me, I was exhausted.
"No, no," he said, and held his hand over his mouth to stifle his laughter. "I mean... I do, but not now." Then he added with a mischievous look "Can we wait 'til morning?" I blushed and nodded. He then crawled between my legs, placed a hand on each of my hips, and laid his head carefully upon my stomach.
"But what if you transform?" I wondered, worried I might accidentally squash him in my sleep.
"I won't," he promised. I have to admit that I liked it, sleeping that way. It was something I knew I could get used to. It felt very right, very comforting. Perfect. However, as I had feared, Yuki wrapped his arms around me during slumber and transformed. It was the *pop* that awakened me.
*
Outside the bedroom window, the stormy evening sky had quietly faded into a dreary, gray dawn. The ocean had swelled, overflowing onto the patio and pressing its way inside. The water even leaked into the house, shallow puddles covered the stone floor near the sliding glass door. We hadn't even noticed, for we were too immersed in each other to care.
The realization caused my face to grow warm as I recalled our activities from the night before. I had never imagined that I could be that way. Never imagined I could need the things I needed, want the things I had wanted. Wasn't making love supposed to be a delicate, graceful thing? I had always thought it would be like a dance, soft and quiet and comfortable. It hadn't been that way with Yuki, not at all. Not the first time, not the second, and most certainly not the last. The last time, in fact, had felt more like a battle than a dance. At one point I had bitten into Yuki's shoulder so deep that I could almost taste his blood, Yuki in turn had raked his nails painfully across my back. It had hurt so much, it was so wrong, but I had liked it. I liked it so much that it frightened me. Was it meant to be that way between us? So rough? So heated? So painful? Was it my fault? Did I bring out this side of Yuki? Did I make him act this way? Was I bad influence?
"No!" I said too loud and quickly shut my mouth, hoping my outburst wouldn't wake him up. But, of course, it did. Yuki's tiny eyes popped open, and he looked up at me and smiled lovingly.
"Hello!" He said happily, "Did I transform again?" In answer to his question the room filled with a soft puff of silver smoke and with a subtle *pop* he transformed back. "Sorry about that," he apologized. "Did I wake you?"
"Yes. I mean no. Well, you did, but it's okay. I don't mind." I muttered foolishly. Why was it that even now, after everything we had done together, he could still make me feel so completely flustered?
"I love you." He said in a gentle sigh. Leaning carefully over me, and holding me locked to his eyes, he ran his lips across mine. He kissed me delicately, and then pulled back to stare down at me.
"And I you, Yuki, I love you so much." I answered, and my heart ached because I felt so fully in love with him. So much it actually hurt.
He looked at me for a moment, smiling so affectionately, and then brought his lips back to mine. This kiss was much more passionate then the first and it led to other more passionate things. I thought about stopping him before we got lost, before our perversions got out of hand. I felt certain we needed to talk about last night. I was worrying about such foolish things. I wondered if Yuki thought me improper, that perhaps he no longer respected me. I remembered that right after Kyo had started sleeping with Kagura I had overheard him talking with Shigure about the difference between having sex and making love. Kyo had told Shigure that he wasn't in love with Kagura, it was only sex. Later that night, as I lay in my room trying to sleep, I could hear Kyo and Kagura through the walls. It had been obvious they were having sex, and towards the end I distinctly heard Kyo yell out "I love you! My god, I love you!" If Kyo could lie to Kagura, if Kyo could use someone like that, then couldn't Yuki do the same?
Yuki's lips crawled down my neckline to my chest. He kissed along my breast, stopping for just a moment before continuing downward to brush along my stomach.
"I adore you." He whispered, and his kisses moved lower, across my navel, and then down between my legs.
I moaned as his tongue flicked out to taste me.
"Yuki." I whispered as all logic vanished and was replaced with desire. There would be plenty of time for talk later on, perhaps at breakfast, or maybe at lunch. Giving in to the feel of Yuki's mesmerizing lips, I let myself go. He drank of me greedily, and then worked his way back up to my mouth. Positioning himself carefully, to avoid transformation, he entered me smoothly.
This time he was miraculous; it was exactly as I felt it should be. Yuki kissed me softly the entire time. He made love to me slowly, patiently, devotedly. It was tender and dreamy and perfect. It felt like true love. It felt like I was his home.
*
Protected and the lover of
A pure soul and beautiful you
Don't understand
Don't feel me now
I will breathe
For the both of us
Travel the world
Traverse the skies
Your home is here
Within my heart
And for the first time
I feel as though I am reborn
*
Later on, I left him sleeping and got out of bed. 'I'll shower and start breakfast.' I decided. I was completely famished, and I knew that Yuki would be starving when he finally woke up. But first I pulled on my robe, and headed across the room to admire Yuki's painting.
"I could never be that beautiful," I whispered, feeling the breath catch in my chest and the tears teasing my eyes as I looked upon Yuki's interpretation of me. 'Could it be that Yuki actually saw me this way? Was this how I looked when somebody loved me?' Wiping my eyes with the sleeve of my robe, I moved back to the bed. Leaning over, I placed a tiny kiss of gratitude upon Yuki's sleeping lips. Then I headed for the shower.
*
In my mind
Recast as child and mystic sage
Who wouldn't be the one you love
Who wouldn't stand inside your love
And for the first time
I'm telling you how much I need and bleed for
Your every move and waking sound
*
I was surprised to find the bathroom such a mess, had we really gotten that ... destructive? I took a few minutes to straighten up before turning on the water and slipping out of my robe.
*
The kitchen turned out to be an even worse disaster than the bathroom. I found myself giggling as I bent down to right a toppled chair and then to retrieve the phone receiver, which Yuki had purposely knocked off the hook. Last night, the phone had chosen to ring at precisely the most crucial moment for us.
"Shouldn't we answer it?" I wondered. "Shigure will worry."
"Let him worry." Yuki had decided, picking up the receiver and disposing of it on the floor.
The moment I sat the phone back in its cradle it sang out piercingly, causing me to jump back and to strike my head on an open cupboard door.
"Ouch." I said, laughing at my own stupidity. Rubbing my head, I grabbed the phone up and placed it to my ear. "Good morning, Shigure," I said happily.
"Did you have fun last night, Tohru Honda?" 'His' voice hit me like a wave of ice. The kitchen floor swirled out from under me, and I dropped down painfully to my knees.
"Akito," I whispered in terror. With quivering fingers I clutched the phone to my ear. "Akito, I...."
"Be quiet you ugly, filthy girl! I have nothing to say to you, you're repulsive! Your very existence sickens me. Where is Yuki? Put him on the phone."
"Akito, Yuki is sleeping, he..." I murmured, and it sounded like a lie even though it was the truth.
"IF HE'S ASLEEP, THEN WAKE HIM, YOU DIRTY TRAMP! I WANT TO TALK TO HIM RIGHT NOW, SO GET HIM." He shrieked loudly, sending a wave of pain through my skull.
"No." I whimpered through my tears and felt ashamed to find myself so weak, so unable to defend myself, to defend Yuki.
"BRING MY YUKI TO THE PHONE! DO IT NOW, YOU LITTLE BITCH! DO IT NOW, RIGHT NOW, OR I PROMISE YOU WILL DIE!"
I closed my eyes and searched for what to say, but the words I needed wouldn't come. What I was looking for was unattainable, I wanted to be rescued, but that simply wouldn't happen. I realized that I had to be strong. No one was going to rescue me, but maybe, just maybe, I could rescue Yuki.
"No, Akito. I won't. I won't put Yuki on the phone. I refuse to let you hurt him anymore. I refuse."
Hearing quiet footsteps in the other room, I pulled myself up and held the phone tightly to my ear. Feeling something cold and wet strike me on the shoulder, I looked up and noticed the ceiling was leaking. The tiny beach house, which had seemed so safe and warm just last night, had suddenly become as cold and cruel as a tomb.
"You won't? What a very stupid girl you are. Did I not tell you what would happen to Yuki if you betrayed me?" Akito asked callously, his voice eerily calm.
I shivered and tried not to scream. I knew what it meant when Akito's voice grew hushed. I knew him so well now, for I had spent the last six months getting to know him. When Akito grew quiet, when he stopped being angry long enough to compose himself, it was a warning. I was presently standing in the eye of Akito Sohma's storm. I understood that whatever I said next was the only thing that would matter. My next words could either condemn Yuki, or they could save him. I pictured the face of my mother, begged her silently to help me, and I said it. I told Akito exactly what he wanted to hear.
"Yes, Akito, you did. You did warn me, and you are right. I was very stupid to attempt to go against you, but it was my sin, Akito. It was me, not Yuki. Yuki hadn't even wanted to come here, he wanted to spend time with you instead, but I made him. I begged him to come. If you want to punish someone, Akito, you can punish me."
"What's this?" He asked inquisitively. "What exactly do you mean?"
"I am the one at fault. I am the one that went against you, Akito. I am yours to discipline, whatever you ask of me I will do, but only if you give me your word that Yuki will be safe."
A shadow fell across the cold, damp floor and I looked up to see a tall, handsome man standing in the doorway. His hair was wet from the rain, and although I had only met him once, I knew immediately who he was and why he was here.
The phone grew silent, only a shallow rasp of breath giving away a presence on the other side. I waited, staring into the blank eyes of Akito's loyal servant. I waited to be swallowed by the storm.
*
In my time
I'll wrap my wire around your heart and your mind
You're mine forever now
Who wouldn't be the one you love and live for
Who wouldn't stand inside your love and die for
Who wouldn't be the one you love
*
Chapter done.
I hope you liked this, be sure to let me know. I might be a little slow in getting the next few chapters out, because work is trying my time and energy, but I will do my best to not make you wait too long to see what happens.
Thank you for reading.
YTR