In which the Mouse defies his cage..
People: Yuki Souma and Akito Souma
Date: June 19th
Summary: Yuki hides his secrets from Akito and in return gets hurt. But it was worth it.
Yuki, who was on his way to see Fakir and try and persuade him to go see Ayame at his shop.
Akito was enjoying his walk through the local park, in a okay mood right now.
Yuki saw Akito and slowed down a little. And then he cursed his mun, for asking for this.
Akito had yet to notice the other Sohma, but his walk was bringing him closer to Yuki.
Yuki pretended he didn't see Akito and kept walking. When they got close enough, he lifted his eyes to see Akito.
Akito stopped, finally seeing Yuki. He nodded to the other. "Yuki-san."
Yuki also stopped, deciding to be a little kinder than he normally was to Akito. "Akito-sama."
"How are you?"
"I could be better." He replied. He had to protect nii-san and Fakir..he felt like he hada ton of weight on his shoulders.
"Oh?" He said with what sounded like cocern.
"..." He said nothing more.
"Would you care to join me in my walk?"
"..alright." He couldn't believe he just said that. But now wan't the time. He turned around and walked side by side next to Akito.
"You know you can tell me if something happened...." Sounding like a worried friend.
"I would rather not place my troubles on you, AKito-sama."
"Yuki-san, you're faimly. It's no trouble at all."
"I would rather not." He argued.
He put a hand on Yuki's sholder, grip harder then was necary. "I insit. What happened?"
He winced, but held in. "No.." He touched Akito's hand with the intention of pullin it off.
He took the hand off on his own, changing topics for now. "Have you talked with the others any?"
"I spoke with Ayame briefly yesterday. But other than that, I haven't seen anyone."
"How is Ayame?"
D'oh. "...he's well." Yuki was feeling a little sick to his stomach while he said that.
"I'm glad to hear. I must really talk with him myself sometime."
"I heard you've already talked to him." Yuki walked back the way he came, a shiver jumping up his spine.
His bracelet shimmered brightly.
"Breifly. But it's nice to talk more with faimly." He blinked at the bracelet. "When did you get that?"
"I got this from a friend who recently returned from a trip." He replied, not wanting to speak about Fakir.
"It's nice. Who is the friend?" pryprypry
"..." He covered the bracelet up. "It's..no one."
"If it's Yuki-san's friend, I'm sure it's not no one."
He glanced at Akito to see those eyes that could vey well peer into his soul, and quickly turned away. "Like I said..no one special."
"Yuki, why are you hiding things from me?" He grabbed the other's wrist in case the other had any thoughts of leaving and didn't grip hard... yet.
"I'm not!" He was turned to face Akito, his wrist left defenseless.
"Then just tell me the name of the friend." His grip started to become painful.
Yuki lifted the wrist with the bracelet on it and shuffled the thing into his pocket.
He winced and sucked in a sharp breath. "..I can't...I won't."
"Why not?"
"You'll just hurt him." Yuki replied, touching Akito's hand and trying to pull it off his wrist, which was loosing blood. u_u
"Him?" He frowned. "Is it Ritter person?"
He stopped tugging on his hand and remained silent.
"Why wouldn't you tell me?" He tugged on the arm so the other faced him.
"Why do you want to know so badly?"
"You hid something from me." He kept frowning at the other boy. "I don't like his influence on you, that you would act like this."
"It's not him!" He argued, teeth clenched. His wrist was throbbing now, which was very uncomfortable.
"Then who is?" He still held on, not paying attention to any brusing he may be causing.
"It's yours..it's your fault." He almost had venom spitting from his mouth.
He slapped the other, but let go of the wrist! Yey :D "You will not talk to me that way!" Oh dear, pissed Aki n.n* "You will treat me with respect, as you should treat the family head."
He touched his cheek. "I...have..no respect for you." He growled lowly, a red mark on his face glowing.
He pulled the other closer by his hair. "They're effecting you. You won't see Ritter again." a comand, not a request
His eyes shot open in fear. "...it's only...you." He sucked in another sharp breath.
He pushed the other down to the ground. "You will stop talking to me that way! Why are you acting this way?"
"Because you need to learn your place." He was hurt, definatly. No blood or anything. But that fall really caught him offguard.
"....I think it is you who needs to learn your place. Who are you to talk to me this way?"
"I am Yuki Sohma." He responded, rising with a slight wobble.
His eyes narrowed. "You are a Sohma, and as a Sohma you will show me respect. You will stop acting this way and behave the way you should."
"..I'm sorry, Akito-sama." He had enough. u_u his wrist hurt really bad.
"You will not talk with Ritter anymore?"
"..I will continue to talk to Fakir for the rest of my life." He responded as the forcasted rain started to fall.
"You will or you will be forced to stop."
"I can't.." He smiled softly. "I can't be separated from him. I can't not talk to him."
"You will, or you will both suffer." He warned, not laying a hand on the other at the moment.
Yuki's face dripped in water from the rain, but he had a simple smile on his face. "That's impossible."
"It is very possible. Don't doubt what I am capable of."
"...are you jealous?" He said softly, just loud enough to where AKito could hear it.
.....that may have not been a good idea. "....What is your relationship with that man?"
"Are you jealous that I'm growing out of the Sohma house and you're not? That..I found someone who loves me? That I'm happy?" He looked at Akito.
"You only think you're in love. You are young and foolish, and he will make you missrable.
"He.." Yuki started, a couple tears falling down his face, but it looked like rain. "He'll make the the happiest guy in the world."
"He is not one of us. Others are not worth our time and in the end will just leave us."
"No..he won't. I believe in him..I know he would never do something like that."
"THen you are a fool. You won't talk to him again." And with that he turned and walked away, ending the coversation.
Yuki flopped on the ground. His heart swelled with happiness, but his body swelled with pain. He made his way to a bench and inspected the fabric of his new outfit, which was ruined when he fell. He also cut his elbows up a bit.
Date: June 19th
Summary: Yuki hides his secrets from Akito and in return gets hurt. But it was worth it.
Yuki, who was on his way to see Fakir and try and persuade him to go see Ayame at his shop.
Akito was enjoying his walk through the local park, in a okay mood right now.
Yuki saw Akito and slowed down a little. And then he cursed his mun, for asking for this.
Akito had yet to notice the other Sohma, but his walk was bringing him closer to Yuki.
Yuki pretended he didn't see Akito and kept walking. When they got close enough, he lifted his eyes to see Akito.
Akito stopped, finally seeing Yuki. He nodded to the other. "Yuki-san."
Yuki also stopped, deciding to be a little kinder than he normally was to Akito. "Akito-sama."
"How are you?"
"I could be better." He replied. He had to protect nii-san and Fakir..he felt like he hada ton of weight on his shoulders.
"Oh?" He said with what sounded like cocern.
"..." He said nothing more.
"Would you care to join me in my walk?"
"..alright." He couldn't believe he just said that. But now wan't the time. He turned around and walked side by side next to Akito.
"You know you can tell me if something happened...." Sounding like a worried friend.
"I would rather not place my troubles on you, AKito-sama."
"Yuki-san, you're faimly. It's no trouble at all."
"I would rather not." He argued.
He put a hand on Yuki's sholder, grip harder then was necary. "I insit. What happened?"
He winced, but held in. "No.." He touched Akito's hand with the intention of pullin it off.
He took the hand off on his own, changing topics for now. "Have you talked with the others any?"
"I spoke with Ayame briefly yesterday. But other than that, I haven't seen anyone."
"How is Ayame?"
D'oh. "...he's well." Yuki was feeling a little sick to his stomach while he said that.
"I'm glad to hear. I must really talk with him myself sometime."
"I heard you've already talked to him." Yuki walked back the way he came, a shiver jumping up his spine.
His bracelet shimmered brightly.
"Breifly. But it's nice to talk more with faimly." He blinked at the bracelet. "When did you get that?"
"I got this from a friend who recently returned from a trip." He replied, not wanting to speak about Fakir.
"It's nice. Who is the friend?" pryprypry
"..." He covered the bracelet up. "It's..no one."
"If it's Yuki-san's friend, I'm sure it's not no one."
He glanced at Akito to see those eyes that could vey well peer into his soul, and quickly turned away. "Like I said..no one special."
"Yuki, why are you hiding things from me?" He grabbed the other's wrist in case the other had any thoughts of leaving and didn't grip hard... yet.
"I'm not!" He was turned to face Akito, his wrist left defenseless.
"Then just tell me the name of the friend." His grip started to become painful.
Yuki lifted the wrist with the bracelet on it and shuffled the thing into his pocket.
He winced and sucked in a sharp breath. "..I can't...I won't."
"Why not?"
"You'll just hurt him." Yuki replied, touching Akito's hand and trying to pull it off his wrist, which was loosing blood. u_u
"Him?" He frowned. "Is it Ritter person?"
He stopped tugging on his hand and remained silent.
"Why wouldn't you tell me?" He tugged on the arm so the other faced him.
"Why do you want to know so badly?"
"You hid something from me." He kept frowning at the other boy. "I don't like his influence on you, that you would act like this."
"It's not him!" He argued, teeth clenched. His wrist was throbbing now, which was very uncomfortable.
"Then who is?" He still held on, not paying attention to any brusing he may be causing.
"It's yours..it's your fault." He almost had venom spitting from his mouth.
He slapped the other, but let go of the wrist! Yey :D "You will not talk to me that way!" Oh dear, pissed Aki n.n* "You will treat me with respect, as you should treat the family head."
He touched his cheek. "I...have..no respect for you." He growled lowly, a red mark on his face glowing.
He pulled the other closer by his hair. "They're effecting you. You won't see Ritter again." a comand, not a request
His eyes shot open in fear. "...it's only...you." He sucked in another sharp breath.
He pushed the other down to the ground. "You will stop talking to me that way! Why are you acting this way?"
"Because you need to learn your place." He was hurt, definatly. No blood or anything. But that fall really caught him offguard.
"....I think it is you who needs to learn your place. Who are you to talk to me this way?"
"I am Yuki Sohma." He responded, rising with a slight wobble.
His eyes narrowed. "You are a Sohma, and as a Sohma you will show me respect. You will stop acting this way and behave the way you should."
"..I'm sorry, Akito-sama." He had enough. u_u his wrist hurt really bad.
"You will not talk with Ritter anymore?"
"..I will continue to talk to Fakir for the rest of my life." He responded as the forcasted rain started to fall.
"You will or you will be forced to stop."
"I can't.." He smiled softly. "I can't be separated from him. I can't not talk to him."
"You will, or you will both suffer." He warned, not laying a hand on the other at the moment.
Yuki's face dripped in water from the rain, but he had a simple smile on his face. "That's impossible."
"It is very possible. Don't doubt what I am capable of."
"...are you jealous?" He said softly, just loud enough to where AKito could hear it.
.....that may have not been a good idea. "....What is your relationship with that man?"
"Are you jealous that I'm growing out of the Sohma house and you're not? That..I found someone who loves me? That I'm happy?" He looked at Akito.
"You only think you're in love. You are young and foolish, and he will make you missrable.
"He.." Yuki started, a couple tears falling down his face, but it looked like rain. "He'll make the the happiest guy in the world."
"He is not one of us. Others are not worth our time and in the end will just leave us."
"No..he won't. I believe in him..I know he would never do something like that."
"THen you are a fool. You won't talk to him again." And with that he turned and walked away, ending the coversation.
Yuki flopped on the ground. His heart swelled with happiness, but his body swelled with pain. He made his way to a bench and inspected the fabric of his new outfit, which was ruined when he fell. He also cut his elbows up a bit.