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quirkysmuseOriginally posted on 1-24-06
Title: Second to Gods
Chapter (1): Rebirth
Author: Quirkyslayer
Fandoms: Sailor Moon, Inuyasha, Fruits Basket
Genre(s): Action/Drama
Warnings/Spoilers: Character spoilers from Chapter 97 of the Fruits Basket manga.
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Akito Sohma had died that day when she lost the complete connection to her family, and now, in the 30th century she is reborn into a simple civilian who dreams of power and greatness. She runs away from her home to prove her worth, and she joins Neo Queen Serenity's Royal Guard. While she is training, she and the Senshi encounter an internal darkness that has been reborn on Earth and looms to destroy the kingdom. This power was Naraku, once sealed and now active in Neo Tokyo. He comes to Akito in disguise and appeals to her darker side. It's up to Akito to learn what is right, and to overcome deception and make up for the darkness in her former life. Naraku/Akito.
Notes: Chapter One only has Furuba and Sailor Moon. Naraku from Inuyasha will show up in the next chapter. Thank you to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
foamyfan15010 for the beta job.
Proverb: Man who drive like hell, bound to get there.
~Anonymous
Second to Gods
Chapter One: Rebirth
Hatori gently brought the blanket over Akito’s still body and covered her face. His expression was neutral as he looked at her, but within his pale eyes swirled a myriad of conflicting emotions. The other members of the Zodiac huddled around him, sitting in silence.
They just couldn’t believe it.
“She’s really dead, isn’t she?” Yuki croaked in a whisper of disbelief. He was still reeling from the shock that Akito was actually a woman, masquerading as a man all this time. And after all the terrible things Akito had done to their family, he couldn’t believe that one day she’d finally be gone – that he’d be free from her torment.
After he spoke, there was a pregnant pause and Hatori rose. He nodded and gave everyone around him a quick glance. Kyou and Tohru were clutching each other’s hands, and Tohru, so much like she was, was crying for her, even after all the things Akito had done to her and Kyou. Kyou had a mixture of anger and disbelief contorting the muscles in his face. He pulled Tohru close into the crook of his arm. Yuki stared at Akito’s body, his eyes glazed over with a sense of sobriety, and he inhaled the air with a new sense of hope.
Everyone else, sans Shigure, seemed mournful, but in a contradictory way, relieved.
“We’re all free,” Kisa spoke up finally, and she watched in the corner of her eye as Haru and Rin, hand in hand, started to walk away. For the first time in a long time, Rin’s face was peaceful, and an uncharacteristic smile formed on her face.
“We’ll plan the funeral tomorrow,” Hatori responded finally, trying to get in the last words as long as everyone was within earshot. “It would be best if you be there, despite your overall feelings for her.”
“That’s right,” Tohru said, her voice shaky but becoming defiant. “Akito was trying to change, you could just tell. I think it would honor her last attempt to be good if we could be there for her.”
Everyone paused again, even Rin and Haru, after hearing Tohru say something like that, because it made them actually consider it. Yes, they would all show up to Akito’s funeral because they had felt the encouragement from Tohru.
“Hatori, now that Akito is gone and we’re free, is it possible a new God will be born?” Ayame asked suddenly, and many of the others stayed to hear his answer as well.
“We’re no longer cursed, Ayame,” Hatori said plainly. “I believe the spirits are now put to rest. We have no use for a God now. Akito was and will be the last.”
Ayame nodded and walked away in a daze after Hatori squeezed his shoulder in comfort. Ritsu, noticing Ayame’s vacant expression, decided to follow after him.
As many more filtered out of the Sohma house, Shigure and Hatori remained behind with Akito’s body.
“When will the coroner be here?” Shigure asked, though his voice was trembling, and Hatori had rarely seen him so flustered. Hatori studied Shigure closely.
“In a half an hour,” Hatori answered, and he looked down at the body and put his hands in his coat. He sighed. “I’m sorry, Shigure. Things didn’t go according to your plan did they?”
Shigure’s look was dark, but he continued to stare at the body, somewhat hopeful it would revive and slap him, chastise him, or ask for Kureno to stomp on his heart some more. “No, it didn’t.”
Silence fell between them again, and then Shigure put on a fake smile, covering his eyes with his hands. “I didn’t think I’d ever be free, Hatori. I thought we’d always be connected. I wanted to always be connected. Now I feel ...” His smile turned bitter and the muscles on the sides of his cheek contorted in a sour, spiteful frown. “I feel so hollow.”
Hatori looked at him piteously, somewhat knowing how Shigure felt, yet not understanding it completely. Shigure had always held special feelings for Akito, twisted yes, but special in the same way he himself had regarded Kana.
Shigure waved his hand in the air, and then turned away. “It doesn’t matter. I’m going for a drink. Join me?”
Hatori nodded. “In a bit. I think I should stay here, though, until they get here.”
“Right, right,” Shigure replied, shrugging as he headed for the door. Hatori stared at his back and imagined the pain on Shigure’s face that he could not see. “Just come meet me down the street at that one place. You know the one.” He waved, and Hatori listened to the shoji doors in the house as he left.
He looked down at the body and sighed. “Hopefully, Akito, you do well in your next life.” He felt the emotion forming in his throat. He didn’t think he would miss her, but maybe he would. “I’m sorry you had such a horrible time here, but I’m hopeful that maybe, next time, you can do yourself right.”
He then turned to the desk and started working on some paperwork. As he stayed with the body in his room, everything became deathly silent. Then, he waited.
~*~
As a young girl growing up, thirteen year-old Akki had to fight for a lot of things if she wanted them. She had three other greedy sisters, all of them more loved and cheerful than she could ever be. Because she was the second to last, not the first or the next or even the last, but the middle child, she felt she got shafted for many things.
Though, she knew he parents loved her, and they tried to raise their family in a benevolent way, befitting of all families of Neo Tokyo. Akki thought they were all brainwashed, even her sisters, by the sugary idealism in which Neo Queen Serenity ruled her subjects. It was always peace this, peace that, and even when the Dark Moon family came and shook things up, everyone was hopeful and trusted in their queen. They even trusted her when she was nothing but a rigid shell frozen in a glass prison from her injuries.
Akki couldn’t stand it, the holy love that lingered throughout the entire world. And such negative emotions were always getting her in trouble. She couldn’t yell at her sisters, fight with them, or even stand up for herself when they played their silly games on her and put on innocent faces for their parents. She was always the one in trouble, and she would always get the blame.
She was so tired of it all. She was tired of her family, and she felt, deep down inside her, that she was more than just some simple civilian. Deep within her bones she felt that she was capable of great things, spectacular things that her family never even would consider her for.
Then, on a day when she was playing with her sisters, Akki finally lost her temper. She was tired of their giggling and poking. She hated their chatter, about boys and pretty dresses and what mother would think of their brilliance. Consequently, they began teasing her, like usual, that Akki was not pretty, that she was not talented, and she’d never have a man to love her.
“Look at that gloomy expression. And where’d you learn to dress?” her sister Isuzu had taunted her.
“Yeah, Mother won’t say it, but she’s disappointed in you. She wonders if you’re even her daughter. You don’t look like any of us at all,” said Kagura, who was scrutinizing her closely.
“How can you be our sister, I wonder? Compared to us, you’re really ugly,” Kisa said. Then they laughed at her, and she clenched her fists in anger as they pointed at her.
“Shut up! Shut up!” she gritted through her teeth, and soon, their pink, pretty faces began to swirl around her, stomping on her spirit as she began to believe them. Why wasn’t she as pretty as they were? How come she was so pale when they were so full of life? How come her hair was so messy and stringy while theirs was shiny and smooth?
Kisa came up to her and stuck out her tongue. Akki felt spit splatter on her face, and inwardly, she felt more insulted then ever. She then lunged forward and punched her sister in the cheek with a closed fist.
“Shut up, you horrible dogs! You know nothing of me!” Then, her sisters gasped and comforted a crying Kisa as Akki bolted away in tears.
Later on that evening, she snuck back into the house to see how much trouble she was in and how much she had hurt Kisa.
“Why is Akki-chan so angry all the time?” she heard a bruised, still-weeping Kisa ask her mother. Her mother embraced her and patted Kisa’s head, smiling benevolently. “Akki is not a very social child, dear. I’m sure she did not mean to hurt you. She just doesn’t know how to react to others. Give her time; she’ll grow out of it.”
To that, Akki snorted. How could her mother pass off how she felt as just some phase? She felt certain entitlements, and she didn’t want to be lumped with the second class. She didn’t want to be lumped together with vapid little trolls like her sisters.
“I’m powerful,” she whispered, clutching her hands and feeling a ball of energy swell in her chest. “I’m more powerful than they can ever imagine.”
She even felt that she could be just as powerful as the Queen’s guards. It was then that she made a decision.
“I’m going,” she announced to her mother defiantly after she turned fifteen. “I’m going to train with the Senshi. I want to be a member of the Royal Guard.”
Horrified and surprised, her mother started to argue her decision. “No, you can’t! You’re just a little girl.”
“I don’t belong here,” she hissed. “I despise this place. None of you know my full potential.” She lunged at her mother, who had backed into her chair. Akki clutched the sides of the armchair and gave her mother a wild look. “I’ll prove to you how powerful I am! Then, everyone will stop laughing at me. I’ll make you all fear me!”
Her mother’s lips shivered in terror, and Akki felt satisfied. Her sisters all cowered behind the wall of the next room, watching her in awe.
She grinned maliciously. “All of you just wait.”
Without another word, Akki grabbed her bag and headed out the door. When everyone realized that she was actually gone, her mother sighed as her other daughters gathered around and hugged her.
“Is Akki-chan really going away?” Isuzu asked.
“Do you think she’ll be okay?” Kagura responded as well.
Trying to subdue her own look of worry, their mother slacked her shoulders and sighed, “I hope so.”
She looked out the window to watch Akki’s retreating form in the distance toward the huge palace. “Let’s hope that maybe while under their command, the Sailor Senshi can help Akki with her temper, and maybe help her find what’s she’s been looking for.”
And after saying that, her mother knew that she would not see her daughter for a long time, if ever again.
TBC ...
Chapter Two coming soon...
Title: Second to Gods
Chapter (1): Rebirth
Author: Quirkyslayer
Fandoms: Sailor Moon, Inuyasha, Fruits Basket
Genre(s): Action/Drama
Warnings/Spoilers: Character spoilers from Chapter 97 of the Fruits Basket manga.
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Akito Sohma had died that day when she lost the complete connection to her family, and now, in the 30th century she is reborn into a simple civilian who dreams of power and greatness. She runs away from her home to prove her worth, and she joins Neo Queen Serenity's Royal Guard. While she is training, she and the Senshi encounter an internal darkness that has been reborn on Earth and looms to destroy the kingdom. This power was Naraku, once sealed and now active in Neo Tokyo. He comes to Akito in disguise and appeals to her darker side. It's up to Akito to learn what is right, and to overcome deception and make up for the darkness in her former life. Naraku/Akito.
Notes: Chapter One only has Furuba and Sailor Moon. Naraku from Inuyasha will show up in the next chapter. Thank you to
foamyfan15010 for the beta job.Proverb: Man who drive like hell, bound to get there.
~Anonymous
Second to Gods
Chapter One: Rebirth
Hatori gently brought the blanket over Akito’s still body and covered her face. His expression was neutral as he looked at her, but within his pale eyes swirled a myriad of conflicting emotions. The other members of the Zodiac huddled around him, sitting in silence.
They just couldn’t believe it.
“She’s really dead, isn’t she?” Yuki croaked in a whisper of disbelief. He was still reeling from the shock that Akito was actually a woman, masquerading as a man all this time. And after all the terrible things Akito had done to their family, he couldn’t believe that one day she’d finally be gone – that he’d be free from her torment.
After he spoke, there was a pregnant pause and Hatori rose. He nodded and gave everyone around him a quick glance. Kyou and Tohru were clutching each other’s hands, and Tohru, so much like she was, was crying for her, even after all the things Akito had done to her and Kyou. Kyou had a mixture of anger and disbelief contorting the muscles in his face. He pulled Tohru close into the crook of his arm. Yuki stared at Akito’s body, his eyes glazed over with a sense of sobriety, and he inhaled the air with a new sense of hope.
Everyone else, sans Shigure, seemed mournful, but in a contradictory way, relieved.
“We’re all free,” Kisa spoke up finally, and she watched in the corner of her eye as Haru and Rin, hand in hand, started to walk away. For the first time in a long time, Rin’s face was peaceful, and an uncharacteristic smile formed on her face.
“We’ll plan the funeral tomorrow,” Hatori responded finally, trying to get in the last words as long as everyone was within earshot. “It would be best if you be there, despite your overall feelings for her.”
“That’s right,” Tohru said, her voice shaky but becoming defiant. “Akito was trying to change, you could just tell. I think it would honor her last attempt to be good if we could be there for her.”
Everyone paused again, even Rin and Haru, after hearing Tohru say something like that, because it made them actually consider it. Yes, they would all show up to Akito’s funeral because they had felt the encouragement from Tohru.
“Hatori, now that Akito is gone and we’re free, is it possible a new God will be born?” Ayame asked suddenly, and many of the others stayed to hear his answer as well.
“We’re no longer cursed, Ayame,” Hatori said plainly. “I believe the spirits are now put to rest. We have no use for a God now. Akito was and will be the last.”
Ayame nodded and walked away in a daze after Hatori squeezed his shoulder in comfort. Ritsu, noticing Ayame’s vacant expression, decided to follow after him.
As many more filtered out of the Sohma house, Shigure and Hatori remained behind with Akito’s body.
“When will the coroner be here?” Shigure asked, though his voice was trembling, and Hatori had rarely seen him so flustered. Hatori studied Shigure closely.
“In a half an hour,” Hatori answered, and he looked down at the body and put his hands in his coat. He sighed. “I’m sorry, Shigure. Things didn’t go according to your plan did they?”
Shigure’s look was dark, but he continued to stare at the body, somewhat hopeful it would revive and slap him, chastise him, or ask for Kureno to stomp on his heart some more. “No, it didn’t.”
Silence fell between them again, and then Shigure put on a fake smile, covering his eyes with his hands. “I didn’t think I’d ever be free, Hatori. I thought we’d always be connected. I wanted to always be connected. Now I feel ...” His smile turned bitter and the muscles on the sides of his cheek contorted in a sour, spiteful frown. “I feel so hollow.”
Hatori looked at him piteously, somewhat knowing how Shigure felt, yet not understanding it completely. Shigure had always held special feelings for Akito, twisted yes, but special in the same way he himself had regarded Kana.
Shigure waved his hand in the air, and then turned away. “It doesn’t matter. I’m going for a drink. Join me?”
Hatori nodded. “In a bit. I think I should stay here, though, until they get here.”
“Right, right,” Shigure replied, shrugging as he headed for the door. Hatori stared at his back and imagined the pain on Shigure’s face that he could not see. “Just come meet me down the street at that one place. You know the one.” He waved, and Hatori listened to the shoji doors in the house as he left.
He looked down at the body and sighed. “Hopefully, Akito, you do well in your next life.” He felt the emotion forming in his throat. He didn’t think he would miss her, but maybe he would. “I’m sorry you had such a horrible time here, but I’m hopeful that maybe, next time, you can do yourself right.”
He then turned to the desk and started working on some paperwork. As he stayed with the body in his room, everything became deathly silent. Then, he waited.
~*~
As a young girl growing up, thirteen year-old Akki had to fight for a lot of things if she wanted them. She had three other greedy sisters, all of them more loved and cheerful than she could ever be. Because she was the second to last, not the first or the next or even the last, but the middle child, she felt she got shafted for many things.
Though, she knew he parents loved her, and they tried to raise their family in a benevolent way, befitting of all families of Neo Tokyo. Akki thought they were all brainwashed, even her sisters, by the sugary idealism in which Neo Queen Serenity ruled her subjects. It was always peace this, peace that, and even when the Dark Moon family came and shook things up, everyone was hopeful and trusted in their queen. They even trusted her when she was nothing but a rigid shell frozen in a glass prison from her injuries.
Akki couldn’t stand it, the holy love that lingered throughout the entire world. And such negative emotions were always getting her in trouble. She couldn’t yell at her sisters, fight with them, or even stand up for herself when they played their silly games on her and put on innocent faces for their parents. She was always the one in trouble, and she would always get the blame.
She was so tired of it all. She was tired of her family, and she felt, deep down inside her, that she was more than just some simple civilian. Deep within her bones she felt that she was capable of great things, spectacular things that her family never even would consider her for.
Then, on a day when she was playing with her sisters, Akki finally lost her temper. She was tired of their giggling and poking. She hated their chatter, about boys and pretty dresses and what mother would think of their brilliance. Consequently, they began teasing her, like usual, that Akki was not pretty, that she was not talented, and she’d never have a man to love her.
“Look at that gloomy expression. And where’d you learn to dress?” her sister Isuzu had taunted her.
“Yeah, Mother won’t say it, but she’s disappointed in you. She wonders if you’re even her daughter. You don’t look like any of us at all,” said Kagura, who was scrutinizing her closely.
“How can you be our sister, I wonder? Compared to us, you’re really ugly,” Kisa said. Then they laughed at her, and she clenched her fists in anger as they pointed at her.
“Shut up! Shut up!” she gritted through her teeth, and soon, their pink, pretty faces began to swirl around her, stomping on her spirit as she began to believe them. Why wasn’t she as pretty as they were? How come she was so pale when they were so full of life? How come her hair was so messy and stringy while theirs was shiny and smooth?
Kisa came up to her and stuck out her tongue. Akki felt spit splatter on her face, and inwardly, she felt more insulted then ever. She then lunged forward and punched her sister in the cheek with a closed fist.
“Shut up, you horrible dogs! You know nothing of me!” Then, her sisters gasped and comforted a crying Kisa as Akki bolted away in tears.
Later on that evening, she snuck back into the house to see how much trouble she was in and how much she had hurt Kisa.
“Why is Akki-chan so angry all the time?” she heard a bruised, still-weeping Kisa ask her mother. Her mother embraced her and patted Kisa’s head, smiling benevolently. “Akki is not a very social child, dear. I’m sure she did not mean to hurt you. She just doesn’t know how to react to others. Give her time; she’ll grow out of it.”
To that, Akki snorted. How could her mother pass off how she felt as just some phase? She felt certain entitlements, and she didn’t want to be lumped with the second class. She didn’t want to be lumped together with vapid little trolls like her sisters.
“I’m powerful,” she whispered, clutching her hands and feeling a ball of energy swell in her chest. “I’m more powerful than they can ever imagine.”
She even felt that she could be just as powerful as the Queen’s guards. It was then that she made a decision.
“I’m going,” she announced to her mother defiantly after she turned fifteen. “I’m going to train with the Senshi. I want to be a member of the Royal Guard.”
Horrified and surprised, her mother started to argue her decision. “No, you can’t! You’re just a little girl.”
“I don’t belong here,” she hissed. “I despise this place. None of you know my full potential.” She lunged at her mother, who had backed into her chair. Akki clutched the sides of the armchair and gave her mother a wild look. “I’ll prove to you how powerful I am! Then, everyone will stop laughing at me. I’ll make you all fear me!”
Her mother’s lips shivered in terror, and Akki felt satisfied. Her sisters all cowered behind the wall of the next room, watching her in awe.
She grinned maliciously. “All of you just wait.”
Without another word, Akki grabbed her bag and headed out the door. When everyone realized that she was actually gone, her mother sighed as her other daughters gathered around and hugged her.
“Is Akki-chan really going away?” Isuzu asked.
“Do you think she’ll be okay?” Kagura responded as well.
Trying to subdue her own look of worry, their mother slacked her shoulders and sighed, “I hope so.”
She looked out the window to watch Akki’s retreating form in the distance toward the huge palace. “Let’s hope that maybe while under their command, the Sailor Senshi can help Akki with her temper, and maybe help her find what’s she’s been looking for.”
And after saying that, her mother knew that she would not see her daughter for a long time, if ever again.
TBC ...
Chapter Two coming soon...