Fruits Basket Fan Fiction ❯ Non Compos Mentis ❯ chapter 3 ( Chapter 4 )
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By: rAiNwAtEr 
Anime/Manga: Fruits Basket Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Angst | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 11.27.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.9K | Visits: 147 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Fruits Basket Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Angst | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 11.27.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.9K | Visits: 147 | Status: Completed
I would just like to say thank you to all the people who have taken the time to review. I hope to make this story as interesting as possible. Reviews make me work faster so send them. I know I said that this whole story would be in Akito's point of view, but I was thinking of putting Kyo's thoughts in as well. I think it would add some spice to the story. Let me know what you guys think.
Reviewer Thanks: NarakusLuver, Laurena. LN Tora, inuyashas honey.
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Last time:
Now there was no getting around Kyo's burning gaze. I took another sip of tea to gather myself. When my eyes finally met Kyo's I couldn't breath, couldn't speak; at that moment, I only existed in Kyo's fiery gaze. I was consumed with desire, burning in flames. And when he spoke, my world shattered.
"I hate you."
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Non Compos Mentis
Chapter: 3
For a moment, all I could do was stare into Kyo's eyes. They were so intense. It felt like I was being sucked into a blazing inferno. His words cut and left blisters. When the words, "I hate you" sunk in, I felt like my skin had been whipped raw. I sucked up the emotion that threaten to burst out, locking it away behind the black depths of my eyes.
When it comes to hidding emotions, I can play the game better then anyone. My lips hitch at the right corner for an evil grin. "Good. Your hate will make what I have planned for you all the more enjoyable." I say, just as calmly.
A slight flicker of fear flashed in Kyo's eyes. Being the sadistic person that I am, I inwordly shutter in delight. If Kyo was going to hurt me verbally- regardless if he knew it or not- then I will torment him like no other. Oh yes; I want him to beg and scream. I want him to lash out in anger and consume me. I long for a taste of the fire that lerks beneath his skin.
I want to defeat him and in return, be conquered by him.
For a moment more our eyes are locked. Even as invisible flames from his gaze lash out at me, burning me, I am unable to look away. I don't look away until that new emotion crashes over me and I tear my eyes away. My gaze shifts to the outside garden. The sun shines as brilliantly as ever. I hate the sun and in return, it burns my delicate porcelain white skin. Even mother nature shows me no mercy. Kyo's voice breaks through my dark musings.
"Why am I here?" His voice licks at my soul. It was a sensible question. Unfortunatly, I am not a sensible person.
"Why are any of us here?" I answer his question with another question. My gaze still fixed on the garden.
A puase follows my question. The sound of birds chirpping in the garden whispers into the room. A light breeze tickles my hair. It was a beautiful spring day, one that any normal person would enjoy. I however, am anything but normal.
"Why can't I stay with Shishou?" Kyo's voice was steady and slightly hallow. No emotion could be widdled out through his words.
I thought about his question. I know I don't want him at the dojo because I would be jealous. Jealous of what, I wasn't exscatly sure. I couldn't tell Kyo this of course, so I fiddled around for an exscues.
"Why kyo, you wound me deeply. I thought you would be estatic and leap at the chance to stay at the Shoma estate. An outcast like you has no say in where you stay." I bit out sarcastically. I know my words rub him slightly raw but I am on edge. Being in the same room with him is bringing to many new feelings to the surface. He is a danger to me physically and mentally and he doesn't even know it.
I can feel Kyo glaring at me but I can't look away from the garden. I am weary of his gaze. I cannot look into those fiery depths.
His voice lashes out at me in a calm but sharp tone. "Why won't you look at me?"
The question siezes hold of me. My palms are sweating. Despite my calm placid expresson, Panic is slowly setting in. Panicking wasn't good. When I panic, I break down and lash out like a wild animal being cornered. His intensifying gaze wasn't helping. I struggle against the darkness that is creaping into my mind. Kyo speaks up again.
"Look at me."
I can't breath. I am losing the battle against myself. I take a shuttering breath and I snap. My eyes target the steaming tea pot on the low table. I grab it and hum it at Kyo. He blocks it and it shatteres on the floor. He hisses at me as the hot liquid seaps through his shirt and rolls done his stomach. I glare at him but his eyes are focused on his own shirt trying to think of a way to clean himself up. Before his eyes can turn on me again, I stomp out of my room, into the hallway, slamming the door behind me. I don't look back as I march to the indoor spring at the back of the main house. My illness zaps me of my strength and I can bearly make it all the way there.
Once inside the room housing the indoor spring, I slam the door behind me. My breathing is rapid. Black spot decorate my vision. I quickly strip myself of my lose kimono and step into the hot water.
I don't know how long I have sat there in the calming spring. I pondered over everything that has happen with Kyo. A part of me is glad that he got burnt by the hot tea and the other half of me felt something different. I can't put my finger on the new emotion but I know it is not hate or spite. A knock at the shogi door tears me away from my ponderings.
"Akito-sama, I have a set of Kimonos for you." A servent said quickly.
"Enter."
The servent quickly entered. She walked over to the low table and placed a few towels and a set of Kimonos on it. She asked me if I needed anything and when I declined she scampered off closing the door as she left.
I got out of the spring and dried off with one of the fluffy white towels provided by the servent. I chose a black kimono with red stitching from the pile and got dressed. My movements were slow. My fever and fatigue was coming back full force. I slide my feet into black slippers and left the room. As I walked down the many twisted halls that connected in the main house, black spots once again clouded my vision. Sweat was starting to form on my brow making hair cling to my face. My breathing picked up.
I tried to quicken my pace. I did not want to pass out in the hallway but my fever was draining me of strenght. Then, halfway to my master bedroom, I remember that Kyo might still be there. Those burning red eyes flashed in my minds eye. Why do I allow 'him' to control my actions. I am the one who rules over the Shomas's. I should not be inferior to an outcast.
I continue walking. My steps are steady and slow. When I reach my room I just stare at the closed double shogi doors. For a brief momnet I thought of knocking and then mentally slapped myself for my stupidity.
I slide both the doors to the side and entered my room. I quickly close the doors behind me. I first scane the sitting area by the open shogi doors that lead to my personal garden. The spilt tea had been cleaned and the shattered pieces of the tea pot had been picked up. The empty tea cups were gone. A servent must have came and cleaned everything up.
I was so foced on scanning the sitting area that up until now, I didn't feel the fiery gaze burning my back. I went stiff for a moment. I pretended not to feel the burning gaze that scorched my neck. Then, when I couldn't take Kyo's stare any longer, I turned around. I wish I never did.
Kyo was sitting were I left him. His shirt was off showing his toned abs. His eyes were as intense as ever. His tan skin glistened in the light coming from the open shogi doors. He is truely a slight to behold.
My face is calm and gives away nothing. On the inside I am slightly shaken. Once again I find myself transfixed by Kyo's gaze. The feeling he gives me are irrational and unstable. The worse part is, he doesn't even know he has this power over me. Maybe that is why these feelings are even more intoxicating. I get this sadistic thrill in knowing that any moment with Kyo could be my downfall. With the slightest cruel word from Kyo, my world could come crashing down in a pile of ash. His voice cuts through the thickening silence.
"You're looking at me." His voice is even and sprinkled with some unknown secret.
I am startled by his announcement. I was so caught up in our staring contest that I didn't realize I was actually looking directly into Kyo's eyes. I am shocked even more into silence when Kyo gives me the slightest sign of a grin. I'm elated. No words can form on my tongue. For a brief moment I thought I had imagined it and then I catch the slight sparkle in his eyes and that too quickly disappears.
"What's so amusing?" I find myself asking. It would seem my tongue has a mind of it's own.
"Nothing." Kyo answers. The light in his eyes flickers to life again. "And everything." His cryptic riddles drive me insane and yet I maintain my ever present placid facade.
Oddly enough. For the first time, a small grin appears on my face. It held no scorn or hints of vengence like before. Just as quickly it is gone but I know Kyo saw it.
Just like that, the beginning of a strange bond formed between us. It was weak and bearly exsistent. It was as fragile as a soapy bubble, but the making of something incredible was forming. Something so powerful it could move heaven and earth.
The only question is, will we both survive the long road a head?
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-End chapter-
TBC
I would like to say thank you to all the people who have read and reviewed. I am to lazy to re-read my chapters, so let me apologise in advance. If you have any questions of comments just send them in. Thank you for the sorport, I love you guys!
Reviewer Thanks: NarakusLuver, Laurena. LN Tora, inuyashas honey.
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Last time:
Now there was no getting around Kyo's burning gaze. I took another sip of tea to gather myself. When my eyes finally met Kyo's I couldn't breath, couldn't speak; at that moment, I only existed in Kyo's fiery gaze. I was consumed with desire, burning in flames. And when he spoke, my world shattered.
"I hate you."
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Non Compos Mentis
Chapter: 3
For a moment, all I could do was stare into Kyo's eyes. They were so intense. It felt like I was being sucked into a blazing inferno. His words cut and left blisters. When the words, "I hate you" sunk in, I felt like my skin had been whipped raw. I sucked up the emotion that threaten to burst out, locking it away behind the black depths of my eyes.
When it comes to hidding emotions, I can play the game better then anyone. My lips hitch at the right corner for an evil grin. "Good. Your hate will make what I have planned for you all the more enjoyable." I say, just as calmly.
A slight flicker of fear flashed in Kyo's eyes. Being the sadistic person that I am, I inwordly shutter in delight. If Kyo was going to hurt me verbally- regardless if he knew it or not- then I will torment him like no other. Oh yes; I want him to beg and scream. I want him to lash out in anger and consume me. I long for a taste of the fire that lerks beneath his skin.
I want to defeat him and in return, be conquered by him.
For a moment more our eyes are locked. Even as invisible flames from his gaze lash out at me, burning me, I am unable to look away. I don't look away until that new emotion crashes over me and I tear my eyes away. My gaze shifts to the outside garden. The sun shines as brilliantly as ever. I hate the sun and in return, it burns my delicate porcelain white skin. Even mother nature shows me no mercy. Kyo's voice breaks through my dark musings.
"Why am I here?" His voice licks at my soul. It was a sensible question. Unfortunatly, I am not a sensible person.
"Why are any of us here?" I answer his question with another question. My gaze still fixed on the garden.
A puase follows my question. The sound of birds chirpping in the garden whispers into the room. A light breeze tickles my hair. It was a beautiful spring day, one that any normal person would enjoy. I however, am anything but normal.
"Why can't I stay with Shishou?" Kyo's voice was steady and slightly hallow. No emotion could be widdled out through his words.
I thought about his question. I know I don't want him at the dojo because I would be jealous. Jealous of what, I wasn't exscatly sure. I couldn't tell Kyo this of course, so I fiddled around for an exscues.
"Why kyo, you wound me deeply. I thought you would be estatic and leap at the chance to stay at the Shoma estate. An outcast like you has no say in where you stay." I bit out sarcastically. I know my words rub him slightly raw but I am on edge. Being in the same room with him is bringing to many new feelings to the surface. He is a danger to me physically and mentally and he doesn't even know it.
I can feel Kyo glaring at me but I can't look away from the garden. I am weary of his gaze. I cannot look into those fiery depths.
His voice lashes out at me in a calm but sharp tone. "Why won't you look at me?"
The question siezes hold of me. My palms are sweating. Despite my calm placid expresson, Panic is slowly setting in. Panicking wasn't good. When I panic, I break down and lash out like a wild animal being cornered. His intensifying gaze wasn't helping. I struggle against the darkness that is creaping into my mind. Kyo speaks up again.
"Look at me."
I can't breath. I am losing the battle against myself. I take a shuttering breath and I snap. My eyes target the steaming tea pot on the low table. I grab it and hum it at Kyo. He blocks it and it shatteres on the floor. He hisses at me as the hot liquid seaps through his shirt and rolls done his stomach. I glare at him but his eyes are focused on his own shirt trying to think of a way to clean himself up. Before his eyes can turn on me again, I stomp out of my room, into the hallway, slamming the door behind me. I don't look back as I march to the indoor spring at the back of the main house. My illness zaps me of my strength and I can bearly make it all the way there.
Once inside the room housing the indoor spring, I slam the door behind me. My breathing is rapid. Black spot decorate my vision. I quickly strip myself of my lose kimono and step into the hot water.
I don't know how long I have sat there in the calming spring. I pondered over everything that has happen with Kyo. A part of me is glad that he got burnt by the hot tea and the other half of me felt something different. I can't put my finger on the new emotion but I know it is not hate or spite. A knock at the shogi door tears me away from my ponderings.
"Akito-sama, I have a set of Kimonos for you." A servent said quickly.
"Enter."
The servent quickly entered. She walked over to the low table and placed a few towels and a set of Kimonos on it. She asked me if I needed anything and when I declined she scampered off closing the door as she left.
I got out of the spring and dried off with one of the fluffy white towels provided by the servent. I chose a black kimono with red stitching from the pile and got dressed. My movements were slow. My fever and fatigue was coming back full force. I slide my feet into black slippers and left the room. As I walked down the many twisted halls that connected in the main house, black spots once again clouded my vision. Sweat was starting to form on my brow making hair cling to my face. My breathing picked up.
I tried to quicken my pace. I did not want to pass out in the hallway but my fever was draining me of strenght. Then, halfway to my master bedroom, I remember that Kyo might still be there. Those burning red eyes flashed in my minds eye. Why do I allow 'him' to control my actions. I am the one who rules over the Shomas's. I should not be inferior to an outcast.
I continue walking. My steps are steady and slow. When I reach my room I just stare at the closed double shogi doors. For a brief momnet I thought of knocking and then mentally slapped myself for my stupidity.
I slide both the doors to the side and entered my room. I quickly close the doors behind me. I first scane the sitting area by the open shogi doors that lead to my personal garden. The spilt tea had been cleaned and the shattered pieces of the tea pot had been picked up. The empty tea cups were gone. A servent must have came and cleaned everything up.
I was so foced on scanning the sitting area that up until now, I didn't feel the fiery gaze burning my back. I went stiff for a moment. I pretended not to feel the burning gaze that scorched my neck. Then, when I couldn't take Kyo's stare any longer, I turned around. I wish I never did.
Kyo was sitting were I left him. His shirt was off showing his toned abs. His eyes were as intense as ever. His tan skin glistened in the light coming from the open shogi doors. He is truely a slight to behold.
My face is calm and gives away nothing. On the inside I am slightly shaken. Once again I find myself transfixed by Kyo's gaze. The feeling he gives me are irrational and unstable. The worse part is, he doesn't even know he has this power over me. Maybe that is why these feelings are even more intoxicating. I get this sadistic thrill in knowing that any moment with Kyo could be my downfall. With the slightest cruel word from Kyo, my world could come crashing down in a pile of ash. His voice cuts through the thickening silence.
"You're looking at me." His voice is even and sprinkled with some unknown secret.
I am startled by his announcement. I was so caught up in our staring contest that I didn't realize I was actually looking directly into Kyo's eyes. I am shocked even more into silence when Kyo gives me the slightest sign of a grin. I'm elated. No words can form on my tongue. For a brief moment I thought I had imagined it and then I catch the slight sparkle in his eyes and that too quickly disappears.
"What's so amusing?" I find myself asking. It would seem my tongue has a mind of it's own.
"Nothing." Kyo answers. The light in his eyes flickers to life again. "And everything." His cryptic riddles drive me insane and yet I maintain my ever present placid facade.
Oddly enough. For the first time, a small grin appears on my face. It held no scorn or hints of vengence like before. Just as quickly it is gone but I know Kyo saw it.
Just like that, the beginning of a strange bond formed between us. It was weak and bearly exsistent. It was as fragile as a soapy bubble, but the making of something incredible was forming. Something so powerful it could move heaven and earth.
The only question is, will we both survive the long road a head?
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-End chapter-
TBC
I would like to say thank you to all the people who have read and reviewed. I am to lazy to re-read my chapters, so let me apologise in advance. If you have any questions of comments just send them in. Thank you for the sorport, I love you guys!