Pivot: Leave Or Stay
Fandom: Fruits Basket
Collection/Title: Pivot- Leave Or Stay
Rating: T+ (implied sexual acts)
Summary: With each decision, the pivot swings differently. AkitoxShigure. Because love is about the one who leaves first.
Author: tokene
Leave or Stay
I don't own Fruits Basket, and it all belongs to Natsuki Takaya. Spoiler warning for the story below
- || -
He smiled at her, patronizing, mocking. “I'll be right back, okay, Akito-chan?”
They were too close to not be on a first-name basis. Too close. Far too close. The feminine honorific was simply placed at the end of her name as a reminder of the deed just done; It lingered in the darkness, like a bad aftertaste to medication.
She didn't reply. She knew that it wouldn't matter either way, if she asked him to stay, or if she let him go. Because of all the power she posessed, none of it applied here, in this room with him.
Because power came with assurance. And assurance, she had none of, lying there, naked, and jarringly female.
Tightening the sash, Shigure looked over his shoulder, back at the lying form on the futon.
“I'll be right back,” he repeated, smiling.
He didn't come back, and she spent the time contemplating how much she hated his smile.
- || -
They no longer even bothered to pretend that the whole thing was an accident, and it was all falling into something which scarily resembled a routine. He would get up first, put on his robe, smile at her, and tell her that he'd be right back.
And he never would.
“Akito-chan, I'll be right back, alright?”
She didn't even know why he said it anymore. There wasn't any sincerity, any promise in those words for either of them, let alone any truth. But perhaps, it was just as well as he repeated it today.
“No.”
“No?”
“No. You will stay.”
He raised an eyebrow, intrigued by this new turn of events. And he decided to play along, just because he was that type of man (even knowing full well of the outcome)h.
“I will stay, Akito-chan?”
“Yes you will.”
“Why will I stay?”
Akito swallowed. She knew it was a cheap trick by now, but it was all she had left. The only thing she had, against such a puzzling conundrum like him.
“Because I am god, and you are-”
He laughed, the sound resonating in the room lit by the evening sun, stopping her flow of shaking words.
“Are you?”
She didn't know what to say. His eyes bored into her, like they could see everything. Everything past the skin, past the bones, right to her very core, where a tightly bound box sealed up all of her worries, desires, fears. Then it was no longer a matter of knowing what to say, or what not to say.
He knew. He could see right through her.
And while he walked away, pushing the sliding door back behind him, she simply lay there, wondering why she was so very easily scared in his presence.
Needless to say, he didn't come back.
- || -
This time, while the tension of sex was still stiff and heavy in the air, Akito found herself being the one who got up first. She pulled on her bindings, her shirt, her pants, all while feeling his gaze on hers, the laughter on the edge of his lips.
Amused? Tsk.
Turning around, she looked at him full in the face. “I won't be coming back.”
Shigure had the decency not to laugh, only to smirk when the sliding door was back into its place, and Akito gone.
“Sure you won't.”
- || -
She hated the one closest to her; The one furthest from her; The one who could see through her each and every time.
She hated him.
- || -
A/N:
There we go, first one up. This will be a series of drabbles/ficlets based on the Fruits Basket universe, with multiple pairings and characters in each chapter. I myself have finished the whole series, so there probably will be quite a few spoilers throughout the whole collection. Also, this is my first time writing for this fandom, so critique on characterization and such is very much appreciated, as are comments and suggestions, even prompts. Thank you for reading, and I promise that future A/Ns won't be half as long as this one. (June)
Collection/Title: Pivot- Leave Or Stay
Rating: T+ (implied sexual acts)
Summary: With each decision, the pivot swings differently. AkitoxShigure. Because love is about the one who leaves first.
Author: tokene
Leave or Stay
I don't own Fruits Basket, and it all belongs to Natsuki Takaya. Spoiler warning for the story below
- || -
He smiled at her, patronizing, mocking. “I'll be right back, okay, Akito-chan?”
They were too close to not be on a first-name basis. Too close. Far too close. The feminine honorific was simply placed at the end of her name as a reminder of the deed just done; It lingered in the darkness, like a bad aftertaste to medication.
She didn't reply. She knew that it wouldn't matter either way, if she asked him to stay, or if she let him go. Because of all the power she posessed, none of it applied here, in this room with him.
Because power came with assurance. And assurance, she had none of, lying there, naked, and jarringly female.
Tightening the sash, Shigure looked over his shoulder, back at the lying form on the futon.
“I'll be right back,” he repeated, smiling.
He didn't come back, and she spent the time contemplating how much she hated his smile.
- || -
They no longer even bothered to pretend that the whole thing was an accident, and it was all falling into something which scarily resembled a routine. He would get up first, put on his robe, smile at her, and tell her that he'd be right back.
And he never would.
“Akito-chan, I'll be right back, alright?”
She didn't even know why he said it anymore. There wasn't any sincerity, any promise in those words for either of them, let alone any truth. But perhaps, it was just as well as he repeated it today.
“No.”
“No?”
“No. You will stay.”
He raised an eyebrow, intrigued by this new turn of events. And he decided to play along, just because he was that type of man (even knowing full well of the outcome)h.
“I will stay, Akito-chan?”
“Yes you will.”
“Why will I stay?”
Akito swallowed. She knew it was a cheap trick by now, but it was all she had left. The only thing she had, against such a puzzling conundrum like him.
“Because I am god, and you are-”
He laughed, the sound resonating in the room lit by the evening sun, stopping her flow of shaking words.
“Are you?”
She didn't know what to say. His eyes bored into her, like they could see everything. Everything past the skin, past the bones, right to her very core, where a tightly bound box sealed up all of her worries, desires, fears. Then it was no longer a matter of knowing what to say, or what not to say.
He knew. He could see right through her.
And while he walked away, pushing the sliding door back behind him, she simply lay there, wondering why she was so very easily scared in his presence.
Needless to say, he didn't come back.
- || -
This time, while the tension of sex was still stiff and heavy in the air, Akito found herself being the one who got up first. She pulled on her bindings, her shirt, her pants, all while feeling his gaze on hers, the laughter on the edge of his lips.
Amused? Tsk.
Turning around, she looked at him full in the face. “I won't be coming back.”
Shigure had the decency not to laugh, only to smirk when the sliding door was back into its place, and Akito gone.
“Sure you won't.”
- || -
She hated the one closest to her; The one furthest from her; The one who could see through her each and every time.
She hated him.
- || -
A/N:
There we go, first one up. This will be a series of drabbles/ficlets based on the Fruits Basket universe, with multiple pairings and characters in each chapter. I myself have finished the whole series, so there probably will be quite a few spoilers throughout the whole collection. Also, this is my first time writing for this fandom, so critique on characterization and such is very much appreciated, as are comments and suggestions, even prompts. Thank you for reading, and I promise that future A/Ns won't be half as long as this one. (June)