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Log ; Ongoing
When; February 08
Rating; PGfor now
Characters; Sohma Akito [![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
caging ] & Honda Tohru [aibyoukaonigiri ]
Summary; A god metes punishment where required.
Log;
God was waiting; a picture of serenity beside the only source of light in the room that was a small, rectangular window. The room they had provided for her was far cry from the room she had back at the Sohma estate, with its cool tatami flooring, artistic windows, and an easy access to her very own garden where they kept tsubaki flowers all over. It was to be expected, however. It was fine, though far from fitting. When Akito closed the lights and let the room become encased in cold darkness, it became more like home.
Eyeing the pieces of broken stem, leaves, and trampled petals on the floor beside her, him because of that curse today, she began to wonder about when exactly a certain ambitious little tramp was going to arrive. When she had woken up today, in that changed body that wasn't so very bad... though awkward and unnatural -- definitely male -- she had thought to spend the rest of the day arranging flowers idly as she checked on what her family was doing through the network. Small joys. Was it so much to ask for, to have a little happiness and contentment? And then that bitch, that Honda Tohru, had to touch and defile her things. The cat, Kyou was not part of her zodiacs, but he was nevertheless hers, an ownership, and bound to the God, her, him, he was born to serve.
Pressing a twig between her thumb and pointing finger, hard enough that a small cracking sound filled the dark silence for a moment, Akito smiled to herself. Yes. But hadn't she... shouldn't she have foreseen this? They kept saying; Honda Tohru was good. That ugly bitch... Akito saw her for what she truly was all along! A sick and disgusting thing, an ugly thing... just like that woman. Seducing, and reaching out to men with unworthy hands-- Digusting!
"You touched Kyou," she mumbled absently as she carefully left the the broken twig beside the vase that held her latest arrangement; an abstract mess of flowers. "I didn't... see that. How dare you..." And then with a fisted hand she crushed the twig on the floor.
Tohru-san must be punished.
Rating; PG
Characters; Sohma Akito [
caging ] & Honda Tohru [aibyoukaonigiri ] Summary; A god metes punishment where required.
Log;
God was waiting; a picture of serenity beside the only source of light in the room that was a small, rectangular window. The room they had provided for her was far cry from the room she had back at the Sohma estate, with its cool tatami flooring, artistic windows, and an easy access to her very own garden where they kept tsubaki flowers all over. It was to be expected, however. It was fine, though far from fitting. When Akito closed the lights and let the room become encased in cold darkness, it became more like home.
Eyeing the pieces of broken stem, leaves, and trampled petals on the floor beside her, him because of that curse today, she began to wonder about when exactly a certain ambitious little tramp was going to arrive. When she had woken up today, in that changed body that wasn't so very bad... though awkward and unnatural -- definitely male -- she had thought to spend the rest of the day arranging flowers idly as she checked on what her family was doing through the network. Small joys. Was it so much to ask for, to have a little happiness and contentment? And then that bitch, that Honda Tohru, had to touch and defile her things. The cat, Kyou was not part of her zodiacs, but he was nevertheless hers, an ownership, and bound to the God, her, him, he was born to serve.
Pressing a twig between her thumb and pointing finger, hard enough that a small cracking sound filled the dark silence for a moment, Akito smiled to herself. Yes. But hadn't she... shouldn't she have foreseen this? They kept saying; Honda Tohru was good. That ugly bitch... Akito saw her for what she truly was all along! A sick and disgusting thing, an ugly thing... just like that woman. Seducing, and reaching out to men with unworthy hands-- Digusting!
"You touched Kyou," she mumbled absently as she carefully left the the broken twig beside the vase that held her latest arrangement; an abstract mess of flowers. "I didn't... see that. How dare you..." And then with a fisted hand she crushed the twig on the floor.
Tohru-san must be punished.
no subject
She knew what had happened within the family in the past, but was still willing to face Akito and whatever punishment the God had deemed fitting for her. Kyou knew that whatever happened, her life would be destroyed again. Twice. Because of him.
"It's nothing you should have to take responsibility for! Seriously, what are you thinking? This family is screwed up. You shouldn't even be here!" Kyou said, frustration marring his brows as he glared down at her. "You aren't part of the family. You should be able to live your life without being under the stupid rules of that guy."
"Really, the fact that you are here right now just pisses me off," he said honestly, never taking his gaze from her face so she understood how serious he was. "The best thing you can do for any of us is to just leave and don't show your face around here ever again."